My girlfriend from the reverse world expects me to be a Netorare

"Huh…!?"

A hot, sticky sensation, beyond warmth, covers the glans. Then, something viscous, so sticky that it almost feels like it's sticking, circles the glans.

Since I followed Onarin's movements with my eyes, I could tell what had caused that strange sensation. Onarin's mouth, and her tongue. It wasn't all that surprising that Onarin had bitten my glans without warning.

It is a sensation that Cha So-young has already experienced through her own mouth. You just need to think of it as caressing and naturally accept the stimulation.

'What is this? Why is it like this…!'

However, that 'naturally' doesn't work. The pleasure that Onarin's mouth and Cha So-young's mouth give is so different that it's hard to believe they're the same organ.

If you accept the first sensation of Cha So-young's fellatio, like letting your body sink into cold water, the subsequent sensations will be comfortable. On the other hand, with Oh Na-rin, whether the tongue presses on the soft glans or just skims the skin with the tip of the penis, you can't control your lower body from trembling and shaking.

furthermore,

"Ugh, slurp. Hmm…"

That sound, as if telling me to listen carefully, as if trying to squeeze out as much air as possible from my mouth to create a vacuum.

The moment her upper body was slightly raised and their eyes met, Onarin's fellatio transformed into a completely new type of caress, with slightly sagging lips and a vulgar sound. The breathing sound that had sounded suffocated somewhere also became loud and quick as if it had gained energy.

The stimulation transmitted to the glans also changed accordingly. The stimulation became concentrated as if a large circle was shrinking into a point. I held back the suffocating moans by tightly shutting my mouth and gripping the bed sheets, but I couldn't control my furrowed eyebrows and trembling cheekbones.

Onarin's eyes were filled with joy. Was my reaction that happy? It was hard to call it an expression because she had my penis in her mouth, but I could find joy in just her smiling eyes.

"Whew…! Huh… uh…!"

In the end, I failed to hold back my moans. Like someone diving into the depths of the ocean with their bare bodies, I endured the stimulation that had become extremely sensitive, groaning intermittently and then holding my breath again.

Now that I think about it, it's strange. Why? I asked myself the reason for my sensitivity to stimulation. But Onarin's caress wasn't merciful enough to give me the space to think differently.

Onarin's left hand, holding the base of the penis, gently presses the tendon in the center of the penis as if massaging it with his thumb.

A transparent line leaks out from between the lips and leaves a line on the shaft of the penis. Saliva made by mixing pre-cum fluid and saliva. The saliva, which seems to have been spilled intentionally, flows down the shaft of the penis and reaches the left hand. Onarin uses his left fingers and entire palm to coat the shaft of the penis with saliva.

And the right hand that squeezes the testicles with an appropriate amount of force and then releases them or turns them left and right. The part that could cause severe pain now only produces a thrilling and dizzying pleasure.

Just a little more, just a little more of this good feeling, as my trembling lower body tried to thrust my waist forward. It was only natural that I felt a surge of pleasure.

"Huhhh…!"

There wasn't much time left before my cum would burst out. Onarin would know that too. But Onarin's face was getting closer and closer to my pubic bone.

My penis, the genital that symbolizes maleness, is slowly disappearing.

As Onarin's lips get closer to my pubic bone, the sensation transmitted to my penis advances into an unknown world. In contrast to the sensation inside her mouth, which is clinging to me from all sides as if welcoming a guest, my glans is now clearly pushing out my flesh.

Throat, could it possibly have gone into the throat? Given the length of my penis, and the place beyond her tongue, there is no other place than that.

"Haa… slurp… ! Haa… slurp… !"

Is it because of the increasing pleasure, or is it because I simply can't believe what's happening before my eyes? I was just imagining it, but my vision is slightly shaking.

Even the sound of my breathing, which had been straining my patience, could no longer suppress my rough self. Before I knew it, my mouth had stopped moaning and was opening and closing repeatedly like a mute.

"Slurp, slurp, slurp…"

Onarin's lips reached my pubic bone. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. If the penis had just brushed my Adam's apple, I would have felt nauseated, and the penis that had squeezed into my throat would have destroyed my breathing mechanism just by existing.

But she is trying hard to keep my dick in her throat. Onarin's two eyes, which were looking up at my face, are half-closed and lowered as if trying to focus on my dick.

The emotions that have worn away the black tar are boiling. The desire for conquest that comes from my self-esteem becoming one with a woman, but also the bloodlust that comes from the dizzying pleasure of not caring about me.

And Cha So-young. An inexplicable feeling towards me, who keeps making such disgusting comparisons to my precious lover.

What should I call this uneasy feeling? I was afraid to reveal its true nature, even though it was clearly mine.

I gave up my quest and chose to escape. I lifted my upper body and grabbed Onarin's head with both hands.

"Ugh…!!"

Viewrrrrrrr

Unexpected circumstances, that was the escape. A distant moan that was let out while thrusting her pelvis as if shoving a needle into Onarin's throat.

Even the ejaculation was strange. It wasn't something that spurted out, but something that flowed out like a tap. The path the ejaculate left behind as it rose up through the urethra was clearly felt.

Onarin's eyes suddenly widen.

The cum must be hitting my throat. I'm sure I want to spit it out. My two hands are just resting on Onarin's head. But Onarin insists on pressing his lips against my pubic bone.

The half-open eyes and the frown returned as if nothing had happened. Of course, in the meantime, my semen continued to be excreted into Onarin's throat without any sign of stopping.

Gulp, gulp. Onarin's throat was gurgling. Was she swallowing my cum? With each swallow, her throat tightened and released her penis repeatedly. Just like a vagina. Even if the other parts weren't aware of it, her glans must have mistaken her throat for a vagina.

It might have been 5 seconds, maybe 10 seconds. The semen that had been flowing out without stopping like peeing began to stop little by little.

"Uuuuup…!"

Onarin's lips finally left the pubic bone. The lips moving away from the pubic bone made a sucking sound, widening and narrowing along the width of the shaft. As befitting that vulgar sound, the shaft that Onarin's lips passed by slid smoothly as if it was covered only with saliva without any semen.

"Slurp, slurp…"

As if nothing had happened, Onarin's lips returned to the position they had when they first bit the glans. Her thick lips and mouth hole pressed against the glans as if they were trying to squeeze out the remaining semen.

"Ugh… ugh… !"

Even though he is relaxed in his sphincter, his penis twitches on its own. Every time his penis twitches, the glans, which had already locked the release of semen, spits out the remaining semen at the end of his urethra.

A burdensome pleasure, as if forcibly reconnecting the severed semen stream. However, I couldn't forcefully push Onarin's head away. Even though it was a difficult sensation to accept, my body accepted it as pleasure.

"Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…"

He took his hands off Onarin's head and laid his upper body, which had been tilted up, back down on the bed.

Damn it. As reason returned to my head, which had been filled with instincts, I began to curse. It was a feeling of self-reproach that came from making a clear distinction between reflexive actions and actions based on instinct.

Could it be that Cha So-young, who had only ever fellated my glans, would one day give me this kind of pleasure? The thought that came to me after comparing myself to Onarin made my heart sink. It would be more likely that she wouldn't be able to do something like inserting a penis into my throat without a lot of effort.

Oh right, Onarin. I forgot about my rudeness because I was gathering my thoughts on my own. I should apologize for suddenly ejaculating. I tried to get up, but Onarin was the first to crawl onto the bed on all fours.

What is it? Onarin looked down at me with her mouth unnaturally shut and a seductive smile on her face. There was a speck of white semen on the corner of her mouth.

"Ah ...

Her lips part slightly. A cloudy liquid with a white tone is pooling inside her mouth. My semen, not just pooling on her tongue, but filling her mouth.

Oh my gosh. Does that mean my dick spit out that much cum in one ejaculation? If you count the cum that went straight down my throat, then maybe…

Cool, crunch

After finishing my clouded thoughts, I swallowed the semen, gulping down the fluid as Onarin had shown me. It seemed like I swallowed the fluid in one gulp, without having to divide it into several parts.

Gulp. My Adam's apple was also throbbing. Cha So-young was careful when swallowing my semen, but Onarin's behavior of showing off the semen flowing into her stomach was too lewd.

Looking at her plump breasts that were drooping down, my dick started to squirm. Oh no. Onarin glanced at my still-erect dick with a lecherous smile.

"Heh heh. I knew you'd like this kind of thing. Even your head is naturally wild."

It was worth holding my breath. Onarin, who cleaned her trembling lips with her tongue, opened a condom that had been left in a corner of the bed with her mouth.

My penis is extremely sensitive because all the semen that was stored up has been drained, so I wonder if he's going to do it right away.

A chill ran down my spine.