Senior, I've Come to Visit - Chapter 39

My vagina stretched exactly to the shape of the penis, and the inner walls were pushed all the way outward.

“Ugh, don’t put it all in.”

“Of course not.”

At least the length could be adjusted during insertion, but the thickness couldn’t be helped. My inner walls were pressed by the shaft, aching and throbbing. It felt like I was being pierced through the vagina by a thick iron bar while sitting down. As if I’d become a skewer and was being skewered straight through.

“Hah… are you okay? Does it hurt?”

“Uh….”

Probably….

Nardi looked at my expression, then glanced down at our joined place below.

“I didn’t put much in, so it should be fine.”

“That’s not the issue.”

I also looked down, and a long portion of the shaft was still sticking out. Even though it felt like I was filled to the brim inside.

“….”

He let out a short laugh, then slowly pulled his hips back. As he moved, the shaft slid out. My inner walls were scraped satisfyingly as sharp pleasure spread through me, and I could see the front part of the shaft, which had been buried inside, now glistening with my love juice. Before insertion, it hadn’t been very wet at all, but with just one stroke in and out, it’d been coated in clear love juice.

“Aah, aaah….”

Nardi grasped my thighs with both hands, spreading them wide, and began thrusting in earnest.

At first, not too fast, he drew the heavy cock far back and pushed it forward just as deeply. My vagina contracted back to its original shape, then stretched taut to its limit again and again. At the slow pace, I could feel even the raised veins along the shaft clearly. From the thick vein running across the middle to the ones branching unevenly to the sides, the protruding parts scraped prominently against my inner walls. The dense horizontal folds of my vagina were rubbed as if dragged over them, bursting into waves of pleasure.

“Aah, aahh….”

“How can your body be this sweet?” he asked in awe.

Earlier, he’d said my milk was sweet, and now he seemed to be talking about how my lower body felt.

“I want to keep it inside you twenty-four hours a day.”

“That’s, hff, impossible.”

“I can do it.”

“I can’t.”

I might faint from exhaustion.

The absurdly large, rock-hard shaft moved back and forth, and the insides of my spread thighs trembled lightly. The way it widened my inner walls and scraped painfully tight made me tense even now, shifting my body and gripping the table again.

“Put your arms around my neck.”

Seeing my hands fumbling for somewhere to hold, Nardi leaned his head toward me. One arm at a time, I wrapped them around his shoulders, hugging his long neck. Naturally, our upper bodies pressed together, and my full breasts were flattened against his firm chest, spreading out to the sides. With our bodies rocking repeatedly from the thrusting, my nipples rubbed against his shirt, sending pleasure from there too. Milk leaked from my nipples and soaked into his shirt.

Sitting on the table while he stood, our upper bodies were held close, but below there was space between us, connected only by the shaft. Like a battering ram striking a fortress gate, the shaft slammed into me hard, puck, puck- As it cut through the narrow passage and struck the end with a tap, tingling pleasure echoed through my abdomen, and as it slid out long and slow, scraping my inner walls, a sharp, relieving sensation spread.

“Aah, aaah, aah….”

“Eloise.”

“Huh?”

“Are you seeing someone right now?”

What was that supposed to mean?

It sounded like he was repeating what Leon had said earlier.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Can I ask who it is?”

How ridiculous….

“You.”

“Haha, that’s right. Say my full name too.”

“Nardi.”

Nardi Gracian.

Saying even the family name felt a bit burdensome.

“Very good.”

As the thrusts continued, the part where the tip struck grew deeper. Each time the end of the passage was pressed, tingling sensations spread through my abdomen in multiple strands like jets of milk. When the shaft withdrew, the strong friction scraped my inner walls, pulling even the inner flesh with it. As it thrust back in, it folded that flesh inward and dragged it along….

“Haah….”

“You answer so well, and you’re so wet. Eloise, you’re really the best.”

Wet….

“My milk, or this?”

I lifted my hips slightly, moving my pussy. A gesture to show which fluid I meant.

“Both.”

Of course….

Honestly, I agreed.

When I hugged Nardi tightly, my breasts squished, and then, as soon as I relaxed, milk came out as if it had been waiting. And below, love juice flowed continuously, making the thrusting—which would’ve otherwise been impossibly tight because of the thick shaft—at least somewhat smooth. The more my inner walls rubbed against him, the hotter love juice flowed out.

On top of that, both he and I were sweating. Especially Nardi. His whole body radiated heat; the chest pressed against me and the thick shaft inside me felt almost like he was using fire magic. Our overheated bodies and the warm air made everything stiflingly hot.

“Ah, lie back.”

Feeling my mind blur, I loosened my arms and braced myself on the table.

“You want to?”

Soon, I lay back on the table, and my body instantly felt more at ease. The cool surface beneath my back and head refreshed me. It was somewhat shameful to be lying there like a frog with my legs spread wide, but….

Standing before me, Nardi held my knees and continued thrusting. He drew his pelvis back, then bounced forward powerfully. The huge shaft felt like it would split me in two.

“Aah, ah….”

I twisted my head side to side, and at the edge of my vision, I saw the door. Remembering again that this was the lab, anxiety washed over me. No one had come so far, which made me think maybe no one would come, but also made me think someone might arrive at any moment. I tried to think what to do if that happened.

First, we’d have to separate quickly, then I’d have to put my clothes on as fast as possible and wipe away every trace of milk and sex. Even if we hurried, it would take time… and if we opened the door late, that would seem suspicious.

I was wearing only my skirt pulled all the way up, so I had the most to fix. Since Nardi hadn’t taken off much, he’d be quick. If he cleaned up while I dressed, maybe we could save time.

“Look here.”

I’d been staring toward the door, but at his voice, I lifted my head and looked at him. Nardi looked down at me from a slight angle as he thrust hard. One of the hands holding my knee moved to my breast, kneading it.

“What are you thinking about?”

“If someone, hah, comes… while I’m getting dressed, you clean up here.”

“You’re still worrying?”

“Yeah, and you open the door too.”

I didn’t want to face anyone right after abruptly stopping sex. I wasn’t good at hiding emotions; anyone would notice something was off. Nardi wouldn’t love it either, but he was much better at keeping a straight face, and since he was the one who tempted me here, I pushed that hard job onto him.

“I will. I don’t mind handling that at all, but are you seriously thinking about something else in the middle of sex?”

He frowned a little, displeased.

“It’s an important, ah, issue, so I have to think about it.”

“It’s my fault.”

“What is?”

“If a woman can’t focus on sex, it’s entirely the man’s fault.”

“No, it’s because the lab door is, ugh, right there.”

A sense of dread made me shake my head.

But then Nardi slid both arms under my knees, grabbed my lower back with his hands, and lifted me up.

“Nardi!”

My body rose into the air so suddenly that I gasped. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung to him. Standing, Nardi supported my knees with his arms, holding my sides and back as he lifted me. Before I could say anything, he raised and lowered me, rubbing my inner walls deeply with the thick shaft still inside me.

“Aaah, aagh!”

Being suddenly lifted up left me completely disoriented. Because Nardi was so tall, I rose much higher than I expected, and I clung tightly to his neck, wrapping my arms around him.

He held me securely and easily lifted and lowered me again and again. With the space beneath my hips empty, the thick shaft curved upward inside me, filling my vagina to the brim. Like a stake driven in, the thick column of flesh at the center supported my entire body.

“Hh, I was concentrating….”

I’d said it was important, so I forced myself to think about it even in the middle of pleasure, yet he complained, which felt unfair.