Wet Point: Chapter 1.20

Yi-an shook his head with difficulty, unable to bring himself to drop the T-shirt caught between his teeth. As a result, his nipples, unable to find their proper place and moving, were rubbed against firm fingers. Yi-an swayed his hips in response to the ceaseless, tickling sensation rising from the tips of his chest.

“Heuh…!”

“You’re enjoying it right now, aren’t you? It’s hard again.”

“…….”

No wonder his lower body was trembling violently. It seemed his chest wasn’t the only thing going crazy from the unfamiliar stimulation; just as the man said, when he looked down, his gray underwear was rising again.

The man smiled lewdly as he watched the outline of the slowly twitching penis. When the startled Yi-an reached out to cover his crotch, he pressed down hard on the firm nipple with his palm and shook it quickly. “Hnng, mmm…” The tender flesh jiggled whenever the man’s palm rubbed and crushed the nipple roughly. A clear fluid flowed down from between the slowly parting vulva.

“H-uh-uh!”

Yi-an fumbled with his hands, which had nowhere to grip, and brushed against the man’s groin. He touched the spot where the dark pubic hair was located and flinched in surprise. As a result, the T-shirt held between his lips fell out. Worried that he might be severely scolded, he looked at the man with a troubled expression, but instead, the man nonchalantly smirked and asked.

“Why? Do you want me to shove it in harder?”

“Heuk! It’s not… that… Heut!”

It’s not like that at all. I’m practically dying of pleasure because you’re poking me. The man, pulling up the corners of his mouth, placed his palm on the back of Yi-an’s hand. As soon as the man’s large palm covered the small, pale hand, their fingers intertwined as if clasping together.

The man clasped his and Yi-an’s hands together and led him toward the pubic hair that had brushed against him. With his hands still gripping Yi-an’s knees, Yi-an was unable to break free from the position he had been forcibly placed in. Giving up his loosened hole to the man, he could only groan and lean on him.

“Huht…!”

Yi-an squeezed his eyes shut, becoming aware once again of the sensation of pubic hair against his fingers. He was certain, certain that it had gone all the way in… Along with the rough pubic hair, what he felt was the man’s shaft, which seemed to still have a long way to go. If he took it all the way in without time to adjust to this… his insides were bound to be ruined.

“Uh, um… It’s not that I won’t do it, hng! If you could… just go a little slower, ahheuk!”

“Haa……. Slowly?”

“Heuk, yeah…….”

Yi-an didn’t know where that courage came from. It was simply a plea born of fear that his insides would be torn apart. He naturally expected to be ignored, but the man let out a sly, hollow laugh at Yi-an’s words and even asked back as if he found it amusing. Then, he nonchalantly pulled up the forearm that was hooked around Yi-an’s calf.

“Haah…!”

As the glans embedded in the inner wall was pulled downward, it scraped against the barely calmed mucous membrane with a squeaking sound. At this, the narrow membrane convulsed as if having a spasm, and the anal opening tightened involuntarily.

The vaginal opening also tightened, and the labia minora peeking out from between the vaginal flesh twitched and contracted. The vaginal fluid flowing down from the opening gathered stickily onto the retracted skin. Slippery fluid dripped downwards, flowing down the opening that was spread wide enough so that not even the wrinkles were visible. Feeling the slippery liquid at the point of contact, the man raised his eyebrows for a moment, but soon turned his attention away, his throat throbbing at the pleasure felt at the tip of his penis.

“How about this, hooo…. How is this?”

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