Wet Point: Chapter 3.5

The wriggling, clinging sensation against the underside of his foreskin was incredibly raw and vivid. A shiver ran down his spine from the absurdly intense sexual pleasure.

The twitching cockhead, buried deep inside the maximally stretched entrance, thrust forward with a wet ‘puuk!’, piercing even deeper. The overwhelming fullness that stretched him to his limit made Yi-an’s eyes fly wide open for a moment. Between his slightly parted lips, a broken “Ah… aheuh……” escaped like a sob. The man gripped his lithe trembling body tightly and began pounding the spot his glans kept hitting with brutal, rhythmic smacks.

“Ah……! Ah ah! Mmh, hnng, heuk……!”

‘Slap, slap.’ Every time the man’s cock drilled into the hole, his heavy balls smacked fiercely against Yi-an’s front pussy. With the little bit of pubic hair that had once cushioned his folds now gone, each impact felt far more vicious. On top of that, the thick bush at the base of the man’s cock delivered an even more obscene friction, forcing Yi-an to shudder with a thrill that was incomparable to before shaving, gasping for breath.

Though the passage was extremely tight, it was an organ originally made to accept a cock; the mucous membranes stretched obediently around the massive, rampaging shaft, yielding space. The glans kept trying to slip out with a wet quiver, but the walls clung to it without the slightest gap, sucking it back in. The man repeatedly pulled out until only the head remained inside, then slammed the entire length back in.

“Heuhh…… ha-euh…….”

Lying on his side facing the man, Yi-an’s own cock had grown fully hard, twitching and thumping rhythmically against the man’s firm abs. Every time the flushed, swollen glans struck his stomach with a wet thwack, sticky fluid dripped in thick strands, smearing across his skin. In response to that pathetic reaction, the man drove his cock even deeper with a powerful thrust. Yi-an’s hips jerked as a sharp jolt of pleasure shot through him, his front pussy clamping down hard.

“Your cock… is getting so hard like this… haah…… You’re really loving it, aren’t you? You like it?”

“Li…like! … Ahnng!”

No matter where or how the man thrust in, Yi-an trembled uncontrollably. His front pussy, heated for a long time by the chocolate, was swollen to its maximum, soft and plush, and the sticky mucous membranes kneaded the man’s cock without pause. The man savored the pleasure of his cock being enveloped, moving his hips rhythmically for a while, then suddenly began to pound inside recklessly.

“Ah, ahh… euh, hnng!”

The heat that flared up every time the tightly packed cock rubbed against him was dizzying. Even without trying to exert force, his desperate womb contracted on its own, squeezing the glans that went ‘koong, koong’ against his vaginal entrance. His labia at the opening trembled and closed tightly like a clam, slapping against the shaft.

The flesh inside, filled with heat, melted stickily the more he thrust. It felt as if his cock was melting along with Yi-an’s hot, melting mucous membranes. As if Yi-an’s vagina had been made to fit the shape of the man’s penis from the beginning, the two genitals were stuck together without any gaps. As the man continued to shake his waist in that state, a deep pleasure welled up from the writhing mucous membranes.

As Yi-an shook his waist in pleasure, the strength in his legs gradually gave out. The man grabbed Yi-an’s knees, which were trying to come down, and made him place them on the outside of his thighs.

Then, the sex continued in a position where his small body seemed to be voluntarily wrapping around the man. “Haa, hnng, eut…!” Yi-an kept trembling, one knee on the bed sheet, the other on the man’s body.

Even during all this, milk continued to flow from his nipples. Every time the man thrust and dug into his front pussy, his nipple pores twitched and spurted white fluid. The milk soaked Yi-an’s plump breasts, the bed sheets it touched, the man’s body that was close Yi-an—all were messily stained without distinction.

When the man thrust hard enough to make a ‘pook!’ sound, milk would spurt out with a ‘pyut!’ and hit the man’s body. Noticing this, the man suddenly thrust his hips up forcefully with a ‘pok!’ “Ahnnng… … !” With a single moan, milky fluid once again gushed out from Yi-an’s bright red, swollen nipples.

Wet Point: Chapter 3.6

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