It's My First Time, So It's Like This (2)
It's My First Time, So It's Like This (2)
"Haaaaa..."
After enduring and enduring, the afternoon classes finally ended. I let out a deep sigh and stretched my stiff body once.
When I stepped out of the Academic Building, the sun was hanging just above the horizon. At this time last week, the sunset was dyeing the sky a bright yellow as it set.
Just one week. In that short time, so much had changed.
Thinking that, I suddenly realized.
"That's ridiculous. Was that incident really only a week ago?"
Come to think of it, it was exactly a week ago that I was raped on my way home.
Subjectively, it felt like it had been over a month.
Well, the density of events I experienced during that week was just too high.
I got raped, had a brain-shattering continuous climax masturbation session, and wrecked my pussy with an extreme dildo.
Getting caught doing a stupid public masturbation and getting raped again was the day before yesterday. Getting close thanks to the Goddess of the Social Welfare Department's approach and being treated to steak by her was yesterday. Giving a blowjob for sexual relief in the back alley was this morning.
Too much... there had been way too many things happening lately.
Things you'd be lucky to experience once in a lifetime were happening consecutively within a week. No wonder my sense of time was all messed up.
'Am I okay with this...? Is it okay to be like this...?'
A sudden awareness and a renewed sense of crisis bloomed within me.
It's only been a week since I was brutally raped in that back alley and first opened my eyes to sex.
'I'm crazy, I'm crazy. Spacing out while thinking about what kind of play I'll do when I get home, I'm completely crazy!!'
I had become an excellent slut that even I couldn't deny.
Just a moment ago, I was imagining how I'd play with my body as soon as I got home.
I had already imagined getting my pussy all hot and bothered♥ with nipple play first, then thrusting the extreme dildo straight into my cervix in one go.
To be openly on the street, with people passing by, having such lewd thoughts.
If people could read my mind.
Squelch...♥
Or if they could lift my skirt and see my panties soaked through with love juice.
Even if they called me a whore, I'd have nothing to say in my defense.
What's even more embarrassing is that, while I'm blushing now, once I actually got home, I'd wash my face and thoroughly enjoy playing to my heart's content.
All night long, or even until tomorrow, which is a day off from classes. And beyond that, all weekend long.
It's only been a week since I opened my eyes to lust, and in that short time, I've become like this.
What will I be like in a month? Around finals? In half a year, a year?
Maybe I'll end up with a happy (anyway, since I'm smiling, it's happy) ending like the heroines in adult games.
A momentary image formed in my mind.
Me, naked with a dog collar on, dripping love juice, sitting slumped.
And the one holding the leash attached to the collar is her, in the black hoodie.
Me, deliciously sucking on her cock, already slicked up with love juice and cum from going in and out of me several times...
'You crazy bitchhhh!!'
I jumped up and down in embarrassment.
The fact that she, that futanari, was in the role of 'Master' made the feeling even weirder.
"Ah, shit, my chest hurts."
Then I immediately grabbed my heavy breasts and slumped down right there.
Since it was the middle of the street, people's gazes were focused on me.
Men and women alike, especially on the part that had just bounced so heavily...
It was too embarrassing. I hurried my steps as if fleeing and got out of there.
Once I was a bit away from people's gazes, I slipped my body into the back alley that leads to my house.
The unpleasant, prickling sensation on my skin disappeared.
"Phew."
As if welcoming that disappearance, I unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
"Huh?!"
Immediately after, covering my mouth in a hurry was pointless.
Doing that wouldn't change the fact that I had just let out a big sigh of relief.
And it wouldn't change the fact that I felt relieved entering this back alley, a place that should only hold unpleasant experiences.
I was raped here.
My pussy was skewered by the cock of a futanari I'd never seen before. It was the place where I lost what should have been precious, my first time.
To feel a sense of relief in such a place is something that shouldn't be possible.
Especially because of the lewd imagination I had just indulged in, the feeling was even stronger.
Maybe I really am an incredibly lewd girl. Someone who keeps saying no with her mouth but honestly accepts it with her body.
"Home... hurry home...!"
Considering my actions so far, it seemed quite plausible. My mind grew dizzy from this sudden self-awareness.
If this continues, I felt like I'd get sucked into the flow of consciousness and just accept it on my own.
It's absolutely not true, really, absolutely, absolutely not true. But swept up by the momentum, I felt like I was about to admit that I'm a lewd girl.
In times like this, the best strategy is to clear your head and reset your consciousness once.
In the past, I would have mindlessly scrolled through shorts or slept deeply to reset my head.
But now, I knew a more effective method than that.
'Masturbationmasturbationmasturbationmasturbationjerkoffjerkoffjerkoffjerkoff-'
Just do something dirty.
While my pussy is being skewered, I wouldn't be able to think about anything.
It's just a matter of surrendering my body to the sea of pleasure that makes my legs straighten and my back arch, and simply enjoying it.
I just have to accept it without fearing my brain bleaching white.
Thinking with the little reason I had left, this behavior would be a shortcut to the future I imagined.
But rationally speaking, I was already in heat.
I quickened my pace. I almost sprinted down the alleyway.
Never dreaming that someone would be coming from the opposite direction.
"Ah!"
"Kyaaak?!"
An almost unbraked, full-on frontal collision.
A person's soft skin hit the arm I reflexively raised to block.
My body, half-lifted into the air, pushed that person straight back.
"Huh? Huh? Huh?"
Crash bang.
We both lost our balance and fell forward together.
"Ouch, my head..."
"......"
"Ah?"
What kind of fate is this again?
"Why... are you coming out here?"
I held my head and raised my upper body.
The person I had collided with, and was now completely pinning down with my whole body, was none other than that nameless girl.
That futanari who raped me.
"......"
Her upper body was completely covered by mine.
Pinned beneath me, her face was against my chest, her stomach against my butt, her arms against my legs.
"Sorry, sorry!"
It was a position that completely blocked her breathing.
I hurriedly moved my body backward.
Only then could she breathe out comfortably.
Her red eyes in the shadows stared quietly at me.
Regardless of my past with her, this incident was clearly my fault.
Unable to say anything, I averted my eyes.
"......"
She, who couldn't meet my eyes, reached out her hand. Her fingers were primly holding a handkerchief.
That very handkerchief I had tossed to her this morning was perfectly laundered, just as I had requested.
"You came... to return it?"
An ambiguous movement, whether a nod or a shake.
Since her hand remained outstretched as if telling me to take it, I absentmindedly accepted her return.
"Thank you..."
While giving my thanks, I put the returned handkerchief into my pocket.
"Was I... very heavy?"
She shook her head sideways.
I felt quite good.
"I'll get off now."
Shake shake-
"Huh?"
This time too, she shook her head sideways.
What does she mean, I don't have to get up?
Still, I can't just stay here pinning someone down, so I tried to get up, but...
Squeeze-
Her hand firmly holding onto my waist.
"You have to... let go for me to get up."
Saying it was useless.
"Whaaat?!"
Far from letting go, she pulled the waist she was holding strongly, imprisoning me in her embrace.
Even when I tried to break free, her solid arms restrained my movement.
"Hey! Hey!"
Her hand slid down from my waist.
Trying to stop her by shouting was futile.
"Where are you touching!!"
Even if I twisted my body in shock, it only resulted in wiggling my butt.
Her finger touched my panties, which were already damp.
"Hup."
Only then did I remember that I had been wetting my pussy while having lewd thoughts.
If I had leaked so much love juice that my stockings and panties were in this state, then I must be exuding female scent from my entire body.
"Hey, no, right? No, right?"
My desperate wish was nothing more than an unattainable dream.
I knew very well how fatal this female scent was. Because of it, I couldn't escape masturbation all last weekend.
If it's this potent even to me, who has a woman's body, what about her, a futanari?
I felt like I'd find out soon.
Riiiiip-
My stockings tore again. As my panties were pushed aside by her finger, my gaping pussy met the air.
Ziiiiip- The sound of jeans zipper going down.
"Don't put it in. You can't put it in. If you put it in—"
Even as I pleaded, feeling the sensation of the cock poking at the entrance of my pussy.
She, who had come this far, showed no sign of stopping.
Sploosh!
"Oghoohohok♡♡♡"
The futacock mercilessly expanding my pussy and thrusting straight to my cervix in one go.
I trembled on top of her. The feeling of expansion, as if my lower abdomen was being filled, never got familiar no matter how many times I experienced it.
Squelch♥ Squelch♥
"Haaang♡ Ah♡ Guh♡"
The strokes began before I could even adjust to the cock.
You could say it was a movement with absolutely no consideration for the partner.
But she is a futanari. I am a female. And this is a situation of being raped.
The right to move belonged entirely to her.
All I could do was secrete lots of love juice, tighten my pussy tight, tremble, and climax.
Thump♥ Thump♥ Thump♥
"Unghooooot♡♡♡ Too faaast♡♡♡"
Her hips moving impatiently, as if she had been waiting for this moment.
I climaxed without even trying to resist the fast-paced strokes. Even as my back arched like a bow trying to ride out the pleasure, her arms holding me made even that difficult.
"Oghogohot♡♡♡"
Even in the midst of being fucked without being able to do anything, there was one thought I couldn't let go of.
"Creampie♡♡ Can't do that♡♡♡ No♡♡♡ Absolutely not♡♡♡"
Despite my pleas, her cock swelled as if about to cum any second.
"Noooooo♡♡♡"
In this desperate moment, I—