A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 352: Heart Pounding (6) ***

The person who is the most girly among us is Flora.

This is a fact that both I and I agree on without any room for argument.

Just look at the appearance.

Nana Asil is actually called a beautiful girl because of her otaku sensibility. In fact, she is more suited to being called a 'beauty' rather than a 'girl'.

That's because otakus tend to interpret the word 'young' in 'young and pretty' in the word 'bishoujo' in a somewhat generous manner.

Well, as an otaku myself, I have no intention of saying anything about that tendency.

What I want to say is that by general standards, when we say 'girl', it means that it refers to Flora.

However, she is not really a child as the word "Girl" Suggests, but she is definitely an adult... Anyway, that's it.

And not only does she look girly, but she is especially girly on the inside.

Looking for girlishness in Asil is completely wrong, and honestly, I think she is far from a girl.

It's just drumsticks.

Flora, who grew up with a lot of love as the princess of a country, truly has the girlishness of a girl's cartoon protagonist.

No, if Flora were to be the protagonist, would her role be more like a princess that the protagonist admires?

Anyway, I couldn't even guess what Flora was feeling now that she was in love.

When I think back to my childhood... Wouldn't it feel like your life's dream has come true?

If there was one thing I could tell, it was that he was truly happy.

"Yes... Ha, ah... More, more..."

"Hehe. "Miss Flora is cute."

Even though her entire body is tied up, she shakes her body with joy every time she hears a word.

From my position, I can't see it because it's obscured by the man's body, but I'm sure he has the happiest expression on his face.

Every time the man's cock moved in and out of Flora, her waist twitched, expressing her pleasure.

Sex is ultimately stimulating. As the number of pistons increases, each piston becomes one of many pistons and the stimulation decreases.

However, like a gourmet who takes time to chew each bite of food, Flora continued to show pleasure with all her might as the man's cock continued to move back and forth.

I'm jealous.

That happy look... Honestly, I was jealous.

It was scary, creepy. The feelings I expressed that way still remain the same.

How could such a devoted and extraordinary mind be driven into hypnosis? I still think that was a terrible thing.

But apart from that, as a woman, I envied Flora's happy appearance.

Will I ever be that happy in my life?

She continued masturbating while imagining that.

I never thought the day would come when I would masturbate in a game I enjoy having sex.

Being a pretty girl means you can grab someone on the street and get her partner by making an offer.

If it were real, she didn't know she would masturbate in the game.

But it felt good.

Every time I hear a crunching sound, my body trembles with pleasure, and every time my butt hurts when it touches the floor.

Even though all I could see from my position was the back, the fact that I was enjoying pleasure in the same space as this man was something I was very proud of.

Did the cliché of a girl masturbating on the desk of a boy she likes, which often appears in old doujinshi, originate from this feeling?

I thought I could understand it now.

"We should reward good girls. "Tighten your pussy."

"Yes... Eh... !"

I should have listened to that.

As I listened to the conversation between the man and Flora, my heart tightening with regret, I also increased the speed of fingering my pussy.

– Look!

The man's piston, which had briefly sped up, slowed down.

The man's cock was so deep that the root could not be seen, and pulsated loudly and quietly.

Gulp, gulp.

It felt like I heard that sound.

Flora trembles as she accepts the man's affection.

After a while, a white liquid slowly leaked out between the two joints.

Proof that a man's baby is received from the most precious part of a woman.

Even though I hate lesbians, I desperately resisted the urge to suck Flora's pussy and make it mine.

"Whoa... "It was good."

After refreshingly spitting out semen, the man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and removed the blindfold covering Flora's eyes.

"Ehehe... ?"

What kind of eyes and expression will Flora have?

It was not visible from my location.

However, I was able to guess just from that voice.

I'm jealous.

– Jingling.

The man shook the bell that was placed on the table.

I didn't even notice that the bell was there. I feel like my field of vision has become very narrow.

"Did you call me?"

Before long, the door opened, and a maid came in.

The maid didn't even pay attention to the floor and table that were soaked with her various bodily fluids.

Is this common?

"Bring me some water. "I'm thirsty."

"I understand."

The maid left her room after receiving the man's order and quickly returned.

There was a kettle in her hand.

When she drank tea, it wasn't the teapot she used, it was just a kettle filled with water.

Gulp, gulp...

The man put his mouth to the kettle and took a gulp, as if it was a waste of time to use the glass.

Considering his status as a member of a feudal lord's family, he could easily have been considered undignified, but when I saw that even such an appearance was considered 'manly', I thought that being a beanbag was really the only answer.

"Fuha."

The man who 'gladly' took a gulp of water looked at Flora for a moment, then filled his mouth with water...

I kissed Flora.

"?!"

Perhaps it was unexpected, but Flora's body beneath the man began to tremble.

It's probably moving from mouse to mouse.

Well, Flora must have been thirsty since she was shaking her body so vigorously just a moment ago.

– Gulp, gulp.

The room became quiet for a moment, and the only sound was the sound of Flora swallowing water down her throat.

After a while, the man took his mouth away from Flora, looked at me, and smiled.

"Do you need Ms. Soira?"

"... !"

I nodded eagerly, hoping that the unexpected 'good luck' might change the man's mind.

The way she sat with her legs in a W-shape, looked up at the man and nodded, was like a dog being happy to see its owner. Drumsticks.

The man also gave me water by mouth.

The vaguely cold temperature and the 'ecstatic' feeling of lips touching.

And the sweet taste of water.

... Sweet?

I suddenly came to my senses.

After drinking the tea the man served me, I fell into hypnosis.

I don't know if the car was the cause, or if it amplified the weak hypnosis, but it was clear that the car played an important role.

So maybe the tea, or more precisely the tea leaves, are suspicious. I thought so.

The water itself tastes sweet?

As I said before, in this world, things with lewd characteristics, such as narcotics or hypnosis, usually have a sweet taste or scent. I don't know why.

In other words, this meant that there was something in the water itself.

I didn't notice that the meal I had at the inn was served with milk instead of water.

So what does this mean...

Chureup.

I opened my mouth and the man's tongue came in.

The feeling of 'sweet love' filled my mouth, even more than sweet-tasting water.

Hmm... Ah...

You can worry about it later.

I wrapped my arms around the man's back and enjoyed the kiss.

This was more 'important' now.

◆

Snap.

The man's hand lightly taps his butt.

A level of contact that is difficult to even call a spanking, as it only touches and falls.

However, the buttocks, which are not only red but even slightly blue and bruised, provide a sensitive sense of pain.

I instinctively gain strength from that pain.

"Every time I touch it, it tightens."

And the pleasure that suppresses the pain and penetrates the mind.

As if no matter how much force he applied, it was of no use, the vaginal wall was torn open and the cock penetrated deep into the body.

Did you say that the difference between pain and pleasure is just a piece of paper? No, I don't think anyone has ever said that.

But it was a clear fact to me now.

Snap.

I got spanked. It hurts.

Zboob.

The cock sank in, making an obscene sound. I feel good.

Sick. I feel good.

If you tighten your vagina with pain, you can feel the man's cock better.

It felt like I could even feel the bumpy blood vessels of the hard object.

I feel good. It hurts.

When two senses that have been repeated countless times mix together, and you no longer seem to know which one is which.

"It's cheap!"

"Cum inside, cum inside..." !"

– Burrrruk!

The man's pubic bone hit his buttocks instead of his palm, and semen spurted out from the glans, which hit the cervix.

"Ah... Ha..."

As soon as I ejaculated, I felt a sensation in my stomach with my head becoming mushy.

Came in.

Baby.

At that moment, images of myself with a full stomach replay in my head, images of me taking care of my child, and images of me playing with my grandchildren.

What should I name my child?

As expected, in a fantasy way...

Snap...

"Ah..."

I came to my senses when I felt the meat filling my stomach disappear.

Although I came to my senses.

"It's already so late. "You two should leave now, right?"

The man looked outside and said so.

Outside the window as I followed the man, the sky was gradually getting darker.

Okay. I have to go back.

I have to go back, but...

Sloshing.

As I moved my body, the semen in my uterus fluttered around, asserting its presence.

I placed my hand on his lower abdomen. Somehow, I had the illusion of feeling warm.

Yes...

I guess I can stay for one more night... ?