HPV 70

The next moment, I opened my eyes wide. The shock felt as if my body was splitting in half, and I couldn’t even scream.

It sounded like the flesh at the entrance and inner wall was being crushed. The solid pillars of flesh were forcefully filling my belly. My two legs spread wide apart to take him in.

It was so tight that Banwes stopped putting it in and let out a suppressed breath.

“Ugh…”

A beastly scream finally tore its way out of my throat. Seeing the man’s eyes widen in shock, I raised my arm and tightly bit down on my sleeve several times.

It seems I wasn’t enough to deceive the demon yet. Banwes examined me frantically while pushing in a little more. The organ, forcibly opening my inner wall, wriggled like a living creature and stood rigidly.

“I-It, still growing…”

I was on the verge of tears as I let go of my sleeve and muttered under my breath.

It felt like I was about to scream, so I had to bite down on it again.

The sleeve grew damp with spit.

As I held on, enduring until the ceiling seemed to blur, something rough and scratchy brushed against my buttocks.

It seemed to be the man’s pubic hair.

“Ha…….”

The man let out a heavy sigh and stilled all movement.

It seemed he had managed to get most of it in.

The throbbing pain around my buttocks and tailbone wouldn’t fade.

It tore. It definitely must have torn.

Or maybe something had ruptured inside my belly.

Trembling uncontrollably, I summoned a cool, transparent energy within my body.

But seeing as there was no change even after drawing on the spirit’s power, it seemed nothing had actually broken.

Hard as it was to believe.

The sensation of the demon moving into him through the junction was palpable. The speed at which it was being pulled in wasn’t fast. It needed time.

The feeling of holding the organ deep inside my belly had become a little more familiar. I was waiting for all the harmful energy to leave me, when a low, muffled sound of swallowing echoed.

“Are you okay…?”

Strangely, Banwes kept his head bowed, not showing his face to me. Only his raw, ragged breaths could be heard.

Come to think of it, he had my right leg draped over one of his shoulders. The white thigh, which was sticking up awkwardly, was unbearably embarrassing.

He stroked my knee with his hand, perhaps out of kindness. Even so, he still didn’t lift his head.
Unable to bear it any longer, I reached out and lifted his chin.

His facial muscles were tightly contorted. No matter how long he waited, the tension in his jaw wouldn’t release.

Meanwhile, his eyes looked dazed, as if he were drunk.
As soon as he made eye contact with me, the thing inside me twitched once.

It was only then that I realized. He was suppressing the sensation of his penis being engulfed, showing great patience.
He looked as if he was about to die.

Now, facing me, he ground his teeth as if he had reached his limit.

“Would it be okay if I move?”

In the end, a voice that seemed to surrender, with clenched teeth, came out.

I didn’t understand his words. It was impossible to accurately judge what moving meant. It was an area that my mind couldn’t accept at all.
Seeing his blank face, I couldn’t say a word.

Whether it was that silence meant agreement, or that he truly could no longer endure, he lifted his waist. It was as if a great beast was slowly rising.

“Ahh…”

The long flesh slowly slithered out of the path it had come. It paused abruptly, then pushed back into the same spot.

The man’s red eyes were completely filled with excitement.

He thrusts his hips. With eyes stained with either tears or sweat, he stared at me intently and inserted his member inside me. I opened my mouth to gasp for air, but let out a painful moan, “Ah!” and quickly closed it again.

His breath came out in rough, worrying gasps. The man was lost in ecstasy. With every thrust of his hips, his pulsing member moved heavily back and forth inside me.

The fluid that had flowed into my walls made a slapping sound as it rubbed against him. The bed heated up intensely.

“Ugh…”

I allowed it because he looked like he was going to die, but now I felt like I was going to die. Whether it was from being impaled on the end of the pillar or from being burned alive by the heat occupying the bed.

The phallus, thrusting and rummaging inside, penetrated and withdrew, scraping somewhere along my inner wall. During the time I was pushed around by his waist movements, at some indistinguishable moment, I realized he was repeatedly mashing the same spot.

“Ah, ah… huff…!”

My vision blurred, and my waist lifted. As I barely managed to regain my sight, I saw that Banwes was completely dazed. He frowned at the sharply contracting inner wall, but as if in a trance, he shook his waist and hit the same spot again.

“Ah… huh!”

I couldn’t believe such lewd sounds were coming from me. Slowly, no—in an instant. My lower abdomen tightened, and a sharp, tingling sensation struck my spine.

“Why… ugh, stop, ugh!”

As I became increasingly sensitive, the pleasure shook my head. I no longer felt any pain. The overwhelming stimulation took my breath away, and I gasped, grabbing onto anything nearby.

My whole body feels like it’s soaked in pleasure and melting away. The man, with his feverish, glazed eyes, looked down at me and circled his glans inside.
He did not stop the act. Even though I said “stop”.

“Hah, mm… haah!”

His pink, erect penis was embarrassing. Not caring about appearances, we were moaning and eating each other out, causing my top to ride up and expose my belly. On my flat stomach, a bulge in the shape of his penis was protruding.

My groin and belly were so red that I couldn’t tell them apart, and above it, the clear fluid I had released was dripping.

Following my gaze, his gaze also came down. Without stopping his thrusts that were stimulating my inner wall, he grabbed my genitals with his hand. I was paralyzed as if struck by lightning.

“Oh, no, huff!”

The moan mixed with a scream was quite loud. His pupils, lost in the red iris, momentarily trembled. He let go of his genitals.

“Ah, no, harder, ah!”

I have already reached the point where I can’t control my mouth. Twisting my body in pleasure, I even begged for more.

As the rough palm caressed my genitals, an intense feeling of climax surged from both front and back. My body soared endlessly, and a sense of euphoria coursed through me.

Banwes thrust his hips hard, letting out a growl-like moan. The penis penetrated deeply, and I lost myself in the heat.

He and I climaxed at the same time. A white light spread out in front of my eyes. My belly gradually filled with the semen he released.

“Ah… haah, hng.”

In the wake of the storm, all that remained was my weary sobbing.

As I felt his penis sliding out of my inner wall, my senses gradually returned. He completely withdrew his penis from the hole.

I bit my lip and stood up, avoiding his gaze.

“Can I wash up first?”

My chest and abdomen were a mess from the thick fluid I had spilled. Moreover, my whole body was drenched in sweat.

As I lifted my upper body and staggered from dizziness, his hand came to support me.

“It’s okay.”

I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I gently pushed his hand away. His hand fell off as it was pushed.

“Ah…”

I stood up with my feet on the floor next to the bed, and the closed hole opened up, and the liquid that had been inside flowed out. The semen running down my thigh was as white as my skin.

I hurriedly wiped with my clothes to prevent the semen from falling on the floor. With a comical appearance of blocking my butt with clothes, I quietly entered the bathroom.

There was a heating artifact in the bathroom, so I didn’t need to call for a servant to heat the water. I filled a wooden personal bath with water. Soon, steam began to rise from the tub. Watching that, I unbuttoned my soiled top. I also gathered my hair high and tied it in a bun.

Banwes was following behind.

He had sex with all his clothes on, exposing only his genitals, and perhaps because of that, he still looked quite neat. Unlike me, who had gotten all dirty.

“I’ll help you because you might collapse.”

As I grabbed the wooden barrel with my hand, dizziness hit me once again. Reluctantly, I stepped into the water and leaned my body against the wall, saying.

“Then just help me with my back. I’ll handle the front…”

No matter what I tried to say, my heart was pounding so hard that I couldn’t finish my words.

Banwes lathered soap and scrubbed my back. Even a slight movement of his large palm covered my entire back.

My heart was pounding. If I didn’t keep my mouth tightly shut, it felt like I would soon spit my heart out. It was accompanied by a strange nausea. Was the aftertaste of the climax still lingering?

As I sat still and didn’t move, the hand that had been wiping my back seemed to come forward as if to do everything. His hand crossed over the center of my chest.

‘It won’t work, the front is….’

However, I couldn’t think of a single word to refuse.