10. Hermaphrodite and Onahole
What is this, what is this, what is thiiis...!
"Ehe... Ehehe...."
"W-wait...! W-why is there a dick attached...!"
"S-sorry! I-I feel so strange I just can't stop oooh...!"
A flustered voice came from beyond the wall, but it was already too late to stop Isabella's actions.
Dick, dick...
It doesn't even compare to masturbatiooon...
I can't stop moving my hips...
Her eyes rolled back, mouth hanging slack, moving her hips back and forth like a monkey in heat. On top of that, drool dripped in streams onto her own swaying breasts.
Grabbing Noah's pelvis like a handle,
Slap, slap!
Slap, slap—!
A piston-like motion, thrusting the dick all the way to the root, pulling it out until just the glans was barely hanging on, then plunging it back in completely, repeating over and over.
Isabella had already lost her sanity.
"Ehe... Ehehe...."
"You've lost your mind. Already. Can't you hear me...?"
"This pussy... is amazing... the pussy is su-sucking my dick in ooook...!"
There's no way I can stop this...!
Her ass is so soft. The inside is so warm. It's sucking in my throbbing pillar. The squelching sounds are so stimulating.
Haa, haa...
How can a woman's ass be so pretty...
Isabella didn't miss a single moment, taking in the sight of Noah's ass.
The sight of the dick tangling with the pussy, turning into a squelchy, sticky mess with fluids of unknown origin,
The sight of her own saliva stretching and stretching before dripping, plop, onto the ass and trickling down,
The incredibly raw, shameless sight of the pink anus twitching and gaping with every thrust of the dick,
She took in all of it, everything.
Squelch, squelch—
Slap, slap, slap— Slap, slap, slap—
Their skin flushing red as flesh met flesh in a regular rhythm. By that point, she should have been tired from all the pistoning, but Isabella's thrusting showed no sign of stopping.
If it were a normal woman, she would have collapsed long ago... but fortunately, her first experience was with Noah.
If it hadn't been Noah, she might have given Isabella a different kind of trauma.
Even while dripping love juice from her pussy hole, Noah could afford to be quite composed, you could say.
She was surprised. Who would have thought she'd be a futanari. Even though it's a character type you'd see in adult games, she never once thought she'd actually receive one as a customer.
Pulling herself together, Noah spoke to the person beyond the wall.
"You're really in heat. Does it feel that good?"
"I-it feels gooood... I love the diiick... O-oh, it feels better than an onahole eeek!"
"That much...."
Perhaps it was regret over a past where she lost it before she could even properly use it. A hint of envy tinged Noah's words.
After that, she just kept her mouth shut and focused only on the lower hole. Chewing on Isabella's dick, grinding it... It seemed she was trying to work out her regrets.
The pussy, like a separate living creature, was squeezing, pulling, chewing, and sucking on the dick, so Isabella, who had just lost her virginity, was nearly going insane.
"S-so this is sex... I-I'm not the only one feeling good, right! You feel good too...! This much love juice is coming out!"
"......."
Noah gave no answer.
She only answered with her body. Clenching her pussy as if demanding ejaculation, she tormented the dick.
Isabella, who had just awakened to sexuality, took this physical conversation at face value.
So this person feels good too. So I just need to keep doing this...
"I-I've been desperately holding back... I-I think I've become a fool...."
Hyeuk, hek... hek hek... he...
With the expression of a fool, she didn't stop thrusting.
Isabella realized.
[ Gift: Futanari ]
The body she thought was a curse might actually be.
'Moving my hips feels so gooood....'
A languid feeling spreading through her body, down her spine, with shivers and goosebumps. Blood rushing to her dick, the glans expanding.
Isabella's vision flashed white—
"I-I'm cumming—!"
Pshoot, pshoo, pshoo— Pshoot!
Even while ejaculating, the pistoning didn't stop. No, it couldn't stop. The ridges inside gently scraping the overly sensitive glans felt too good...
Barely supporting herself on trembling legs, she pushed, pushed.
The squelchy pussy feels so gooood... I can't move... Cumming inside feels so gooood...
Thrusting the dick all the way to the root, she pressed it firmly against the cervix. Like a lock and key, their genitals pressed tightly together.
"Oook... Oooook... Hook...."
"H-how much are you cumming?"
"Hyeuk, hek... Ooo, ooook...."
She enjoyed the afterglow for quite a while. Even after finishing, the pussy that kept squeezing and milking the dick to the very end was so commendable that Isabella felt 'love' for the first time in her life.
A love she had never received before.
Is this what love is...
She had reached post-nut clarity to the point where such an absurd thought crossed her mind.
She wanted to stay like this. She didn't want to pull out. Just like this forever... A male instinct whispered to Isabella, but as her sanity gradually returned, her blurred focus sharpened.
"W-what have I d-done...."
"You're saying that now?"
"I, I..."
Isabella couldn't bring herself to continue and took a step, then another step back. Her still-sensitive dick was scraped by the ridges as it came out, making her body tremble, but,
Pop—!
With a sound of air escaping, the dick was pulled out.
And with a flop, Isabella fell on her backside. Legs spread, dick hanging limply.
Without even thinking to cover her shameful state, Isabella's gaze turned to one place. Towards the ass hanging on the wall.
An ass flushed red, so hot you could almost see heat haze.
The clear marks of the pistoning on the pure white skin.
The pussy hole, clenched shut, to the point where you wouldn't think it had just been gripping its place.
From within that gap, trickle—
"This is... my semen...."
The sight of the semen, gushing out, slowly trickling down her thighs.
"L-lewd... It's lewd...."
That was Isabella's blunt impression of her first experience.
A lewd and pleasurable thing. Therefore, something she wants to do again.
Even though she had just ejaculated, she immediately felt blood rushing and her dick hardening again. Gulp, she wiped the corner of her mouth, composed herself, and stood up on trembling legs.
Towards her, a voice came from beyond the wall.
"You probably want to do it again, but unfortunately, there's another customer. If you enjoyed it, later—."
It almost looked like the ass itself was speaking.
It was nothing but adorable. Above all, it was something to be treated preciously, something amazing and commendable.
The being that accepted her secret just as it was.
To Isabella, it might have seemed like a being akin to a 'god'.
"C-can I come again next time...?"
"As often as you like."
"A-and also..."
"Hm? Is there something else?"
"C-can I sometimes come here and tell you my stories...."
"Do as you please. Well, I can't say no to a simple consultation."
"Hup...!"
This wasn't a place for consultations, but Noah readily agreed. Half out of goodwill, half out of curiosity, you could say.
Anyway, Isabella had gained an opportunity for confession from now on. Though it's written as confession, it's read as,
Sex, copulation, mating.
===
Chatterbox, Marian.
Thanks to this girl, I'm never bored.
[ ... Well, Marian. I've come to realize once again how wide the world is. That... ]
"Futanari."
[ Ah, futanari. The words Noah-nim teaches me, I have no idea of their etymology, you see... Anyway, such people really do exist. I never would have thought. I was so interested when I heard it was a female customer, but my... Who would have thought a woman with a male organ. ]
"Just in case I'm saying this, but you know it has to be kept a secret, right?"
[ Of course. Everything that happens in a brothel is a secret. ]
"Except for you, of course."
From beyond the crystal Orb, a hohoho, a noble young lady-like laugh was heard.
It was the very next day after the encounter with Isabella.
I was watching the children playing outside the window while having this conversation with Marian. This voyeuristic young lady seemed to find yesterday's sex quite the spectacle.
Well, I found it quite alright too.
Psychologically, it feels better with a woman than with musty old men? Seeing this, I guess I still view women as the opposite sex. Who would have thought I'd start pondering my sexual identity after meeting a futanari.
Hmm, I wonder if anyone would attach a dick to me...
[ ... Honestly, it looked like quite a suitable item for a husband. But unfortunately, one cannot take a woman as one's husband. ]
"Was it impossible even for you?"
[ Huhu... What can one do about social conventions? Of course, if Noah-nim had such a splendid item attached, I would try my best to seduce you into being my husband... I'd even try to persuade my father. ]
"... I'll have to decline on that one."
Just as we were exchanging such meaningless banter, a knock was suddenly heard.
"Noah-nim! A customer has come to see you!"
"A customer? Marian, did you send them?"
[ I know nothing about it. Hmm... It seems you have business, so I shall take my leave for today. I'll contact you again next time. ]
"......."
I covered the dimmed crystal Orb with a cloth. Then, straightening my clothes, I left the room.
Going straight outside the orphanage, I followed Shuri's pointing finger to see a young man standing there.
Hair cut short to shoulder length.
Loose, baggy pants.
A rather pretty, delicate appearance.
'A man... right?'
In this world, asking a man if they are indeed a man is often rude, so asking directly is a no-no.
"You came looking for me?"
At that, as if waiting for it, they bowed at a 90-degree angle in greeting.
"N-nice to meet you! My name is Ibel! Please, accept me as your disciple!"
"Disciple...?"
It really is one bizarre everyday occurrence after another.