Tirpe (8)

Episode 84

Tirpe froze when I asked her to dance. She was visibly shaken. After all, Tirpe had once worked as a "dancer" in the Desert Layer.

Though she shot me a resentful look that clearly said she found me despicable, I just smirked wickedly and brushed it off.

This was an inescapable fate for any female character.

She'd have to don the flimsy, scandalously revealing desert dancer outfit and sway her tits and ass seductively. Even Park Ha-rin couldn't escape this.

Only then could one clear the lecherous, sultry Desert Layer.

If a woman met a certain standard of beauty, she had to dance on the stage prepared by the "Layer Ruler" and earn their approval.

That was the clearance condition.

Tirpe, a 66th-floor Climber, must have gone through that trial too.

There was no way she couldn't dance.

"Hurry up."

I grinned even more devilishly, urging her on. Though Tirpe hesitated, she had no choice but to obey.

「Tirpe's Semen Reserves - 100%」

Throb—

Her pussy and womb were practically begging to be impaled on my cock.

I leisurely leaned back against the floor, settling in to admire the view of Tirpe's ass.

"If you don't start dancing soon, this cock's going away."

"!"

My words must have struck a nerve.

Tirpe's eyes snapped open, and she slowly turned toward me. Covering her flushed naked body with her arms, she began swaying her hips hesitantly.

"Ngh..."

Her gaze, brimming with shame, couldn't quite meet mine.

"Noona, I can't see your tits or nipples like that. Move your arms. And shake that pelvis more enthusiastically."

Her face burned crimson as she timidly rolled her hips. Reluctantly, she removed the hands crushing her swollen breasts.

Freed, her chest ballooned outward, jiggling lewdly to the rhythm. Her pale pink nipples stiffened, standing taut and perky.

Her hands naturally rose above her head, amplifying the sexiness. The smooth curves of her underarms were fully exposed.

A female dancing shamefully yet seductively for a man...

"Hng..."

"Ooh, oh..."

Truly worthy of a woman who'd cleared the 「Desert Night of Pleasure」. Even without music, she knew exactly how to drive a man wild.

'Now this is a proper adult game.'

"Noona. A different dance."

Though embarrassed, the regressor showcased moves designed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to stoke a man's primal instincts.

Naked as she was, it was a dance that managed to be vulgar yet not vulgar at all.

It was in a league far above cheap stripping.

The psychological cracks in her mortified demeanor widened further. I read her memories.

"Oh, Noona. You even took lessons from a professional dancer. Though I guess someone as stiff as you would need them."

"..."

As her dark past was exposed, Tirpe flinched in panic. But I didn't stop.

"Noona, just how obscene were those dances? Did men keep trying to grope you while you—?!"

Mid-memory, my face went pale.

—Kyaaaah!

Every man who'd tried to touch her had their necks snapped by 「Chastisement」.

"......?"

Tirpe gave me a puzzled look. I gulped hard before forcing myself to continue.

"Hah, hah, Noona, your ass is huge."

"......"

I kept tormenting her with my gaze and words, stoking her humiliation. Freshly heated slick dripped down her thighs, swaying to the rhythm.

"Noona. Spread your pussy open and show me."

Tirpe stiffened mid-dance. Under my relentless stare, she finally whimpered in defeat and parted her thighs.

Her damp slit opened shyly, revealing the pink flesh inside—a hole still pooled with my cum.

"Keep dancing."

Grumbling, Tirpe resumed swaying her hips, now emphasizing her ass even more blatantly.

"Haa, hng..."

Her movements grew bolder, as if deliberately seducing me. Sweat glistened on her naked body, and as she lost herself in my gaze, her expression grew increasingly lewd.

"Noona. That dancer taught you a killer move for seducing men, didn't she? Show me."

"!"

Tirpe froze mid-hip rotation, flustered.

"Now."

After a long pause, her lips trembling, Tirpe met my eyes with a shaky gaze. Then, with finely quivering brows, she approached me meekly.

"That was just for show... Kyaah!"

My tongue extended and slapped her plump ass with a sharp smack. The pale flesh jiggled from the impact, reddening in the shape of my handprint.

"Nuna, you talk too much. Hurry up and show me."

Tirpe, biting her lip, hesitantly turned to present her backside.

"I-it really was just for looking..."

"My dick isn't gonna—"

Tirpe's ass came down onto my cock.

"Ugh!"

My rigid shaft slid between the taut cheeks of her ass.

"Haaah..."

Tirpe's face twisted as she felt my heat against her skin.

"What's next?"

I asked eagerly. Tirpe only whimpered, unable to form a proper reply, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Promise... promise you won't think it's weird..."

"Got it. Got it. I don't care how you look, Nuna."

"E-even so..."

Tirpe glanced back at me, her eyes pleading as if begging me to stop her even now. She seemed utterly overwhelmed by shame.

But the moment my cock twitched, buried deep in her ass—

『「Censored Ability」 is concentrating mana.』

Tirpe let out a moan and rolled her hips.

"Haaah...!"

Her movements were obscenely deliberate—grinding her slit against my shaft in a lewd twerk.

The underside of my cock was smothered between her ass cheeks, sliding up and down.

Her slick arousal coated my length, smearing against my skin with every motion.

It wasn't full penetration, but it was close enough to sex. No wonder men lost their minds over this.

Her lewd ass kept rubbing against my lower half, sliding along my cock, but her long hair draped over her thighs, obscuring the view.

I grabbed a fistful of her ash-colored locks and yanked them aside.

"Haah, haah...!"

Finally, Tirpe's full backside came into view—her thighs pressed tight around my shaft.

Her slit rubbed against me desperately as she panted, her mouth hanging open.

Drool dripped from her parted lips in thick strands. She mindlessly ground against me, as if on the verge of taking me inside. Her body shuddered, her eyes rolling back—as if just this much was enough to push her toward climax.

My pubes and balls were slick with her arousal, sticking wetly with every movement. Unable to hold back, I shoved a finger into her twitching asshole.

"Haaahk?!"

Tirpe jolted, twisting around in shock, her hips freezing. I smirked as I met her gaze.

"Nuna, you're so fucking sexy. Keep going. Faster. Grind that ass harder."

Finally realizing how debauched she looked, Tirpe's face crumpled. But it was clear she didn't want to stop.

Squelch, squelch.

With dazed eyes, she began moving her hips again, relentless.

My cock was trapped between her lewd flesh, savoring the obscene heat of her slit. Her sticky pubes rubbed against my balls.

"Ahn, ahh, hng...!"

Tirpe's breathing grew even rougher. The heat between us was becoming unbearable—even for her.

I pulled her trembling body closer, gripping her sinful curves. Her breasts spilled over my hands, warm and pliant.

Her lower half was already drenched. I pressed my lips to her neck, locking eyes with her. Tirpe gazed back desperately, her expression completely undone.

"Nuna. If you learned all this, why haven't you seduced any men before?"

Between panting and drooling, Tirpe muttered weakly.

"I... I was saving my first time... for you..."

Even she seemed embarrassed by her own words, her voice shrinking. I found her adorable—so I thrust a finger deeper into her slit.

"Haaahng?!"

"Then whose is this hole?"

Tirpe jerked her face away.

"...Yours..."

"And from now on?"

Squelch.

I tortured her from the inside, my fingers tightening around her clenching walls.

"Haahk, nnh, y-yes...!"

"The back one's mine too, right?"

Her face twisted, on the verge of tears. Tirpe squeezed her eyes shut and cried out.

"Anywhere... a-all of it's yours...!"

"Then I can do whatever I want?"

"Nngh, y-yeah...! Eeek?!"

I spread her lewd, dripping entrance wide with my cock. Her eyes shot open in shock before rolling back. The sheer pressure of penetration left her breathless. Her stretched slit gushed arousal.

"HYAAAAAHK?!"

I grabbed Tirpe's arms and pulled her plump, childbearing hips flush against my lower body. The lewd slap of flesh echoed as our pubic bones and buttocks collided.

"Ahh?! Hauwt!?"

Pinning Tirpe facedown, I seized her pendulous breasts from above. Kneading the soft mounds mercilessly, I drove my hips in rapid thrusts.

Squelch!

Her misshapen pussy squirted obscene streams of arousal.

"This cock is the one that made you a woman, noona. So you should say thank you. Thank me for putting a baby in you too."

"Haaahk, th-thank, yooou... Hngaaah!?"

I hooked her sweat-slicked thighs and pistoned upward.

"Hngt! Haaah! Aaahn! Aaht!? Stop, stop...! I'm—I'm losing it, this is—I'm going ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠crazy...!?"

Tirpe's heaving chest bounced wildly as she unraveled. Tears, drool, and snot streamed down her ruined face—the utterly exposed visage of a woman stripped bare to her core.

Hyehk!?Haaak!?

Her petite body thrashed desperately against the onslaught of pleasure. Her tearful expression melted into slack-jawed ecstasy.

From her stretched, trembling cunt, every imaginable fluid gushed forth.

"I'm cumming inside, noona. Clench tight and take it all!"

"Nghhyehk?! Eeehk?! Hyaaang!?"

Her pretty pussy convulsed as it swallowed me to the hilt. The moment her overstimulated walls clenched in climax—

"Hhgguaaaaang!?"

Tirpe's eyes rolled back, her mouth gaping in a silent scream. A feral, piggish noise tore from her slack jaw as incomprehensible pleasure laid bare her very essence.

Though she was already spent, I had one last thing to do.

"Cumming!"

"HaaaAAAAAANG!?"

I emptied myself deep into her quivering womb.

Tirpe's spasming hips jackknifed violently. Her still-clenching pussy sprayed femcum in delirious spurts as her pupils dilated, soul seemingly ejected from her body.

Uhk, kehk, aahk...?!

She collapsed against me like a broken doll, limbs twitching erratically—a pitiful sight, as if she'd overdosed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on pleasure. Soon, even her facial muscles went slack in grotesque abandon.

The ugliest, most beautiful sight a woman could offer.

Fluids gushed obscenely where our joined flesh met.

Eyes inverted by rapture, the conquered bitch had fallen once more.

#

Tirpe gradually regained consciousness, her unfocused eyes blinking blearily. Dark circles lingered beneath them as her hazy gaze found mine.

Nghh, haaht... hhng.

Though awake, exhaustion weighed her down as she barely managed to look at me. The moment our eyes met, her expression crumpled before she suddenly clung to me—as if terrified I'd vanished.

Feeling my warmth, she relaxed slightly, her face softening.

"...I love you."

Still entwined, Tirpe whispered the words against my skin.

"Meeting you... is the greatest happiness of my life."

Shadows lifted from her expression as she offered an awkward but radiant smile.

"I love you... more than anyone in this world."

Embarrassed, she averted her eyes with a shy murmur.

Just as I opened my mouth to respond, she burrowed deeper into my arms.

"I know I'm being selfish. But just for now... can you say I'm the one you love most? Even if it's only... for a moment..."

Pulling back, she searched my face, her small shoulders trembling with uncertainty.

I chuckled helplessly.

"I can't lie."

Tirpe's head drooped slightly.

"So I'll say it plainly. Right now, I love the woman in front of me."

Her eyes flew wide. Disbelieving, she lifted her gaze to mine.

"Right now, in this world, Tirpe—you're my favorite."

(Technically, since this world was the Outer Dimension, it wasn't a lie. I tried to rationalize it, but my cheeks burned anyway. I'd received plenty of confessions, but giving one myself was unbearably embarrassing.)

And then—Tirpe cried.

Yet even through her tears, her eyes were infinitely tender, her lips trembled with joy—it was a smile embodying femininity in every conceivable way.

So words were no longer necessary between us. Just the slight softening in Tirpe's gaze was enough to convey everything we wanted to say.

The distance between us closed naturally. My lips met hers, still damp with tears. It felt as if the two of us were the only ones left in the world. Logically, that couldn't be true—but at least for me and Tirpe, that was the sensation that consumed us.

Warm breaths mingled between our lips as we shared saliva thick with affection.

Even after the long, lingering kiss ended and we pulled apart, Tirpe's eyes overflowed with love.

Perhaps because her heart had been parched for so long, the emotion welling up inside her was all the more poignant. She poured that feeling into her words as she spoke to me.

"...Thank... you."

Her lips trembled, unable to contain the overwhelming tide of emotion from a regressor who had lived as a sinner until now.

Beads of tears clung to the corners of her eyes. I raised my hand and wiped them away. Tirpe blinked, stunned, her expression dazed.

"Don't cry over things like this anymore. The only time you should cry is when you're so happy you have to bury yourself in my arms. Okay?"

At my silly joke, Tirpe burst into laughter as if she couldn't help it.

I laughed along with her.

Lowering my hand, I pulled her slender waist close. The warmth in Tirpe's eyes remained unchanged, still brimming with love. I cradled her head against me.

"You don't have to be sad anymore. You don't have to suffer alone."

"...Yeah."

Tirpe, nestled in my arms, sniffled and nodded. Silent tears streamed down her face—but they were no longer tears of unease. Now, they were replaced by a smile carrying emotions too vast for words.

We locked eyes in silence. Our gazes burned like those of lovers in the throes of passion.

Tirpe, who had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠been sending me an even more affectionate look, closed her eyes first. This time, she took the initiative, pressing her lips to mine. It was a deep, intoxicating kiss, thick with love.

We parted with a breath, our lips glistening.

Tirpe's heated pupils flickered as she whispered right in front of me.

"...Wanna?"

An offer no man could refuse.

I nodded.

Tirpe's eyes curved into a sultry smirk, her natural seductiveness in full display. The cock buried inside her twitched tightly.

"Hah...!"

Her pussy and the roll of her hips were even hotter than before.

"...I love you. Ehemann (husband)..."

The regressor, who had lived a life of chastity, smiled faintly as she said that.

And so did I.

"Then suck on my nipples, noona."

"...Mnh, yeah..."

She reverted to her melancholic self again.

Watching her, I murmured.

"Ah... in German, that'd be Ehefrau (wife), right?"

The regressor's eyes widened in surprise before she burst into laughter.

A German word she, who had guarded her purity all her life, should never have heard.

For the first time, her face showed unclouded joy.

#

Sex ended only after I had filled all three of Tirpe's holes to the brim with cum. She writhed in pleasure before collapsing messily, reaching climax.

The problem came after Tirpe woke up.

Thud.

She clung to my waist and refused to let go.

"...Noona? What's the plan here?"

"......"

Tirpe pouted slightly and turned her head away sharply—yet still didn't release me.

What, did she suddenly turn into a kid or something?

But then, a foreboding feeling crept in.

『The woman impaled on your cock grows even more obsessed with you.』

Fuck, no way—right? A chill ran down my spine.

—...I sucked your cock too much. Right now, I just want to hold you.

Ah, so she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

I sighed in relief and looked down at her.

Tirpe hesitated for a moment before glancing up at me.

Her tits jiggled slightly.

Kugugugung—BOOM!

Outside, a violent storm raged.

The Outer Dimension's tempest was far from over.

Keeping my eyes fixed on her udder-like tits, I spoke.

"Noona. Stop acting cute and teach me some skills. Right now, I don't need your amateur pussy—I need your legendary experience."

Time to learn from a regressor overflowing with wisdom.

Of course, saying that made the regressor scrunch her face in slight displeasure.

Her sharp glare sent a shiver down my spine.

『Tirpe's obsession grows stronger.』

I missed my mom.