The Daily Life Heading Toward Corruption (3)
The Daily Life Heading Toward Corruption (3)
The small ember that had been dying out without fully burning its fuel touched the Female Scent filling the room and exploded.
The endlessly blazing flames of lust. The time it took for them to engulf my body and turn common sense and reason into ashes was but an instant.
All that remained in the place where everything had burned away was primal desire.
'IwannamasturbateIwannafingerIwannascratchmynipplesIwannaflickmyclitIwannamasturbatemasturbatemasturbateIwannagetfuckedIwannagetfuckedthesmellissogoodshouldImasturbateyesmasturbatemasturbatejerkoffjerkoffjerkoffjerkoff-'
Summarized in four words—I was in heat.
"Haa♡haa♡haa♡haa♡"
Exhaling ragged breaths and inhaling even more, I greedily took in the Female Scent saturating the room.
With every breath, the heat rose rapidly.
If I kept sucking in this heat, it felt like my body wouldn't be able to handle it and would burst.
A corner of my mind understood that couldn't happen, but such rebuttals quickly melted away and vanished in the heat filling my body. Or were pushed to the far side of my consciousness.
My body felt like it would burst, no, melt? Or burn? I don't know, whatever.
Whatever it was, before that could happen—
"Fasterrr♡♡ Fasterrrr♡♡"
Even the time to take off my clothes felt like a waste. My fingers, crawling into my skirt like a snake slithering over a wall, stroked my clitoris.
My panties and stockings, a two-layer fabric shield.
Clothing that should have been protecting and covering my pussy properly had now deviated from its original purpose, reduced to a masturbation tool dragged along by my finger's movements as it stroked my clit.
Swish- swish- swish-
"Hng♡ Hnnngg♡♡"
I wildly rubbed my clit, accumulating pleasure. The flames of pleasure born from my clit, traveling up my lower belly to my chest.
At their peak, my nipples, as if begging to be touched too, expressed their itchiness.
"Uuuuung♡"
I scratched a little over my clothes with my idle other hand, but it wasn't very effective.
The shirt and bra, two layers of fabric providing ironclad defense against stimulation. Considering the occasionally bothersome cardigan, it was practically a triple-layered defense line. It couldn't be breached normally.
"Khhngt..."
My nipples, being tormented against their will, hardened stiffly, flaunting their presence.
They pleaded, why won't you touch me when the part below is enjoying pleasure to its heart's content, touch me properly.
With trembling fingers, I undid just one button. I shoved my whole hand inside, lifted the bra, and aimed for the pink tip nestled in the center of my soft breast.
And then, squeeze-.
"Ah-hng?!"
I pinched it hard from the start, and the reaction was immediate.
My waist jerked, and my fingernail struck my clitoris head-on.
Starting from that proper scratch, a steeply rising climax sensation. A feeling that something was coming.
"Whyyy♡♡"
I had known for a long time that my body was trashy.
If it weren't for being a trashy pussy, it couldn't possibly show such shocking performances like genuinely climaxing while being raped or masturbating to orgasm all night long.
But this was too fast, even considering that. A premature pussy about to climax in less than a minute of stroking.
"Ah♡ It's♡ It's♡ coming♡ It's coming♡ It's coming ah♡♡"
Not 'about to climax,' but climaxed. My waist arched like a bow, and my pelvis jerked back and forth.
The love juice flowing from my twitching pussy soiled my panties, and the gushing female ejaculate soaked my stockings as it streamed down.
'Ah... I see...'
In the midst of my vulgar pussy orgasm, I remembered what happened earlier in the alleyway.
The incident of unconsciously masturbating right until just before leaving the alleyway and then being interrupted.
I thought the reason my arousal rose so quickly was because of that. Since I left my desire unresolved, in a state of incomplete combustion, I had no choice but to climax this quickly.
"See, I wasn't premature after all!"
So, let's prove from now on that my pussy isn't trashy!
"...Huh."
The conclusion felt a bit off, but I didn't particularly feel it was strange. Maybe I had no nerves to spare for that.
Because from now on, I was going to do something that feels good. I was going to masturbate, going to jerk off.
What on earth could be more important than that?
Whoosh-
I roughly kicked off my shoes and threw them in the entranceway.
Slllide...
I placed the cardigan, half-slipped off from climax-masturbating, on the floor.
Tap tap tap tap.
Next, the white shirt. With trembling fingers, I carefully undid each button one by one and took it off.
Ziiip.
I unzipped my skirt and let it fall naturally to the floor.
Swish.
I took off the slightly damp black pantyhose and set them down.
All that remained was the bra supporting my heavily swaying breasts and the thoroughly soaked panties—a lewd state of dress.
Even after the love juice had fully soaked my panties, it was still flowing out. From the wettest part around the crotch, droplets of love juice were falling.
And, the smell. The Female Scent that had been wafting like a divine aura since the entrance door grew increasingly intense the further inside I went.
At the peak of it was this bed. Having been the place used the most throughout last night, many traces remained.
"Uuung...♡"
The tragic scene wrought by a female writhing in pleasure.
Let me say it again, the fact that the female who caused all this tragedy was me wasn't important.
"Haaang♡"
Unlike the first masturbation session, my fingers slid in as if gliding into my pussy. Even two fingers, which had been burdensome at first, were now being accepted without issue.
Thanks to last night's experience, I had become thoroughly accustomed to insertion masturbation. Skilled fingers began ravaging my pussy in an instant.
"Ssuuung♡♡ Haaa♡♡"
Even while fully taking in the Female Scent saturating the bed into my body, my fingers moved rapidly.
The love juice secreted, serving beyond just lubrication, smeared onto my fingers. With every thrust inside, the lewd squelch-squelch sound echoed throughout the room.
"Aaaah♡♡ Agaiiin♡♡ Agaiiin♡ It's coming aaah♡♡"
Squirt-♥ Squish-squirt-♥
"Haaungng♡♡♡"
Arching my back greatly, I climaxed once more. The copiously gushing female ejaculate lingered briefly inside my panties before immediately flowing out below.
I dirtied the bed again.
"Not enoughhh♡♡"
How long had it been since I climaxed?
No, before that, how long had it even been since I got home? In that short time, I'd climaxed twice already.
And yet, my body was demanding 'more.'
My fingers moved in faithful response to lust's demands.
Squish-squelch-squelch♥♥
"Ngh-haaah♡♡♡"
Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥
My pussy, swollen and puffy from excitement, began to get violated again. Thanks to the sensitivity heightened from climaxing several times, it was a female pussy that went more easily, more magnificently.
"Oooooooh♡♡♡♡♡"
Even while experiencing continuous orgasms no less intense than last night's, I didn't feel it was difficult.
Rather, more, more. The further I went, each time I came, continuously. All I thought was that I wanted to masturbate more and come more.
"Hehk♡ Hehk♡ Hehk♡"
I played with my body on the bed. My trashy body was no different from a supreme toy that reacted exactly as it was prodded.
When I got tired of the frog position, I lay prone on the bed and pounded my pussy in a doggy-style position, and when I got tired of that too, I climbed onto the bed in a kneeling position and sprayed pussy juice everywhere.
"Hegngt♡♡"
My underwear, disheveled beyond repair from writhing wildly on the bed.
The panties that got in the way of touching my pussy had long been thrown to the floor and were submerged in a puddle of love juice, and only the bra was barely hanging on around my lower chest.
My breasts swayed with the movements of my waist. Watching my heavy breasts slosh each time I had a pussy orgasm, I thought I could suck them.
"Heh, hahng♡"
How about this, lifting my breasts as much as possible...
"Hng! Hnnng!"
Ah! They almost reach my lips. Stretching my neck forward as much as possible... Puckering my lips out as much as possible...
Smlp! Smoooch!
They touched! Now, with the feeling of biting the nipple...
Bite! Tightly!
Sluuuuurp♥♥
They're touching♡♡
Suck♥ Slurp♥
Ngh-hehet♡♡ Because I'm getting violated top and bottom♡♡
I love ittt♡♡ I love it♡♡♡
Squirt♥ Splurt♥♥
Even while climaxing magnificently, gushing female ejaculate, no moans could be heard.
Because I had my nipple in my mouth, I couldn't let out moans. At best, I could only make ragged breathing sounds.
That, somehow, felt good.
My body was wildly twisting its waist and climaxing enough to gush like a fountain, yet the fact that I couldn't let out a single moan
Brought a kind of helplessness-like feeling that was really... really...
It summoned an indescribable arousal that words couldn't fully explain.
Suck!
"!!♡♡♡!!!♡♡♡♡!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡♡!♡♡"
I forcibly pulled both breasts together and bit both nipples at once. Stimulation I had never even conceived of—this lewd, debauched body of mine simply climaxed.
Wildly scattering female ejaculate, love juice overflowing even after filling my pussy. The sweat that flowed all over my body from masturbating was making the already foul Female Scent even more intense.
My waist moved freely, out of control, and my thighs trembled as if having convulsions. Even the feeling of my plump buttocks squishing against the bed frame was arousing.
My lips parted from the excessive pleasure, and I ended up releasing the nipple. Freed from the fanged restraint that had limited their movement, my breasts fell according to gravity with a big jiggle-♥
"The besttt...♡"
It was the best. Just as I had unconsciously said.
But... surely that should be it, yet...
"Uuuung..."
What is it? This subtle feeling.
It wasn't that the masturbation was unsatisfying. The pleasure of stimulating all of a woman's erogenous zones simultaneously brought greater pleasure than any masturbation I'd done before.
I felt I could use that pleasure as a side dish and masturbate again. I hadn't tried it yet, but I planned to soon.
And yet... I felt something was lacking.
How to put it, it's ambiguous, but to say it, it felt like my pussy wasn't filled enough.
Unlike long but slender fingers... if I could have been stimulated a little deeper inside. And a little more, filled up.
Specifically, so big my insides would be pushed aside, to the point I couldn't breathe properly.
If possible, to the point it felt like my body was being split in half.
How good would that be...
A woman's long, pretty, but slender fingers were insufficient to fill this feeling.
...Squeeeelch...♥
"Uung...♡"
If I masturbate a little more, will this empty feeling be filled?
To fill this emptiness even a little, I began moving my fingers again.