Fateful Second Time (3)
Fateful Second Time (3)
"W-wait a minute?!"
Even as I said that, I didn't think my attempt to stop her would work.
The current me was just a crazy bitch playing with her fingers in her pussy outdoors.
Just a perverted girl desperate to get fucked by anyone.
That's not actually true. Anyway, it's not.
Seeing only the current situation, she misunderstood and thrust her futanari cock right at me.
The heat felt right in front of my nose. A distance close enough to feel her breath.
Every time I exhaled, the air warmed inside my body enveloped the glans.
The air that had matured inside a woman and come out was, in itself, a female's temptation.
As if boasting to the pussy that would accept it from now on, the cock gave a big twitch.
The excitement at the thought of mating with the other party was mutual. Even if I didn't want to admit it.
My womb tightened and a gush of love juice poured from my pussy.
This was the first time I had faced a futanari cock at such close range.
It felt similar to when I first saw the dildo I had been playing with for the past few days.
Only similar, never the same.
No matter how similarly shaped, a dildo is ultimately a reproduction made of silicone.
The one actually attached to a human body is somehow...
More impactful, perhaps. More alive, perhaps.
The blood vessels pulsating in time with the thumping heartbeat, the glans looking bruised from too much blood pooling, the pre-cum flowing down the cock stretching with a slight curve.
Everything about the futanari cock, everything.
Made me realize that what was thrust before me wasn't the inferior substitute I had used for self-satisfaction until now.
But a meat rod that exists to mercilessly batter open a female's cervix.
And pour semen into the deepest, defenselessly opened part of a woman to impregnate her.
"Wait, waitwaitwait, waaaiit!!"
I was just momentarily out of my mind from the overwhelming pressure that transforms a woman into a female. Meanwhile, the cock had come even closer.
If before it was a distance where I could feel her breath, now it was a distance where the tip of my nose touched, a distance where I could kiss if I leaned in.
Did she take my silence as implicit agreement?
At this rate, it seemed like she would rub her cock on my face or even shove it between my lips.
Even so, that's, a bit.
As a former man, the level of resistance is different, perhaps.
Even though I was raped in the pussy, what pride am I trying to salvage now?
But human emotions originally have many aspects hard to understand logically.
If I had to force a reason, well.
When I was pussy-raped, I couldn't directly see what was being done to me.
Thanks to being blocked by those ignorantly large breasts. Truly a performance worthy of my favorite part of this body.
And when I was first raped, everything happened too suddenly, so I was also disoriented.
Above all, I had absolutely no energy to spare, busy enduring the pleasure that felt like my body was being split in half.
It was very different from now. I had only climaxed once, so my mind was clear, and seeing the cock right before my eyes like this, it's, really.
Overwhelming.
I pushed the cock away with all my might.
Slap-♥
"Hic?!"
It was the wrong choice.
It was already right about to touch, and when I thrust my hand forward from there.
It was only natural that my delicate fingers ended up touching the cock.
The cock, starved for a woman, gave a big twitch at the sudden stimulation.
"......"
"...Hey?"
"...Slurp♡"
Her face was hidden in the hoodie's shadow, so I couldn't see it well.
Still, somehow I felt like I knew what expression she was making. A woman's... no, a female's intuition was appealing.
Even in the shadow, the crimson eyes that shone clearly were definitely.
Looking at me as prey.
And a prime... prey.
A person, to fuck.
Step-
One step. The male advanced, targeting the prey.
The female tried to block with all her might, stretching her arms, but it was insufficient.
One step forward, one step back.
I was helplessly pushed back.
This is a narrow alley.
Soon, my back touched the wall, leaving no more room to retreat.
There was nowhere left to run. As if confirming that, she cornered me against the wall and placed both hands on the wall, blocking both escape routes.
Squee...
With a movement like stroking, rocking her hips back and forth, the cock ended up lightly touching my lips.
Thinking that if I stayed crouched here, she might shove the cock into my mouth and do that, I shot up from my spot like lightning.
The sticky liquid on my lips tasted salty, and a little sweet, I think.
Squish-
"Hngak!!"
I wasn't given time to think deeply about the taste.
She grabbed me tightly, pulling me up to her eye level.
The warm heat transmitted through layers of fabric, and the uniquely soft feeling of a woman.
And as if she had been waiting only for this, squeeeeze, to the point it was hard to breathe.
She hugged me with such earnestness.
An embrace from a woman with a good figure. No man would dislike this.
I, too, as a former man, wanted to give it high praise.
"S-stop, shoving, your cock!"
If it weren't for her futanari cock rubbing against my thigh, I would have definitely given it a perfect 10 out of 10.
The meat rod with a presence impossible to ignore even if I didn't want to be aware of it. But now that I've recognized it, I'd have to change the scoring criteria.
The futanari cock, ignoring my resistance, kept digging between my thighs.
'Resist, I must resist...!'
I thought so, but my body couldn't move.
Both arms were sealed by her hug, making full use of the futanari's unique muscular strength. Not just both arms, but my entire upper body.
Only my lower body could move.
I squeezed my legs together as much as possible.
Strongly, so that the thigh flesh, which might aptly be described as plump, bunched up.
So the futanari cock could no longer head towards my pussy.
Squeeeeeze-
"Euk?!"
I did it without realizing the futanari cock was already between my thighs.
The cock trying to invade my pussy got trapped between the soft, yielding thighs.
I could feel my sensitive inner thighs being squished into the shape of the cock.
Having been observing the cock right before my eyes until just now, that image was even more... vivid.
"Haa...♡"
Just as I felt a bit relieved, she let out a rough sigh.
Just when I felt a bit uneasy towards the futanari who showed no sign of giving up, she started moving her hips with the cock still wedged between my thighs.
The futanari cock pushed deep inside, then slid all the way out.
My heart burned at the cock that just poke♥ touched the entrance to my pussy and then ran away.
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
I forced my voice to be loud, slightly exaggerating my current feelings. But despite my bewildered cry, she didn't answer.
She was just preoccupied with moving her hips.
Swoosh♥Slide♥Swoooosh♥
"Hahk♡ Haaahk♡ Hrgk♡"
Her rough moans expelled with every hip thrust.
It was the first time I'd seen her in such a disheveled state. Last time when she raped me, she pinned me down unilaterally and never once relinquished the initiative throughout the entire violation.
Seeing her desire me so earnestly like this now.
Some inexplicable sense of superiority-
'-What kind of crazy talk is that?!'
Snap out of it.
This bitch is a rapist, and she's trying to rape me again right now.
Has my brain properly broken from the days of non-stop continuous climax masturbation...?
Chulpeo-eok♥Chulpak♥
"Aheueue...♡"
Even if she's a futanari, all organs other than the cock should be a woman's.
A low, growling moan, unbelievable to have come from a woman's vocal cords.
It was around then that I realized something was strange.
The space between my thighs was wetter than when it was just slick with love juice earlier. It was also slippery.
The slight tear in the stockings had widened considerably from the cock's violent movements. My compressed thighs were bulging out through the torn gap in the stockings, and the cock was rubbing against them.
With every thrust, her hips trembled. The futanari cock pulsating with blood flow was the same.
And the futanari cock was, somewhat bigger. It seemed a bit hotter than before, too.
A feeling of slightly holding back something hot rising up...?
"...Hey! You!"
The years I lived as a man warned me.
Only then did I realize what she was doing. Since I hadn't had a use for a cock lately, I was slow to notice.
Don't tell me this bitch.
Because it's warm and soft and chewy and slick with love juice.
Mistook my thighs for a pussy, and so.
Chulpeo-eok♥
"Aheueue♡♡"
An unfortunate timing. The husky moan and vulgar smata seemed to affirm that I was right.
The pussy made of thighs sensed the cock trembling violently. The futanari cock's size reaching its peak.
My life as a man informed me, my instinct as a female whispered.
It's going to cum soon. Really just a little until the ejaculation threshold.
About one more stroke forward...?
The ejaculation must not happen. Unconsciously thinking that, I slightly spread the thighs that had been maintaining the compression.
Momentarily forgetting that squeezing my thighs was to try and block where the cock was entering.
Puuuuuuk♥♥♥
"Ah."
The futanari cock slammed into the pussy that was frantic with anticipation.
The pussy was soggy and loose from outdoor exposure masturbation, and filled with love juice to the point of overflowing inside from the anxious smata.
The futanari cock reaching the cervix with a free pass, no resistance at all.
Before I could even grasp what was happening, the cock, sufficiently stimulated by the final stroke, ejaculated.
Gush-♥Gush-♥
"Ooooooh♡♡♡♡♡"
Bbyurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt♥♥♥Bbyut!Bbyuuut!!
"Hyaaaaahk♡♡ It's coming!! It's going♡♡♡♡"
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