[Urban] Erotic Tales Series (Complete) - 4

(16) "This feeling... is so strange."

Chie frowned and turned around, muttering to herself, her eyes fixed on the photos slowly sliding out of Shinji's camera.

As if possessed by something, she floated over and stretched out her hand. "Give...

give me the photos." Shinji looked at her confused face defiantly, put the photos and camera into the inside pocket of his shirt. "Senior, I remember you taught me that when you ask someone for a favor, you have to learn to speak properly."

Chie's eyes became even more hazy. She shook her head, pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and sat on the hospital bed where Shinji was sitting. She leaned her ample breasts against him, rubbing them against his arm, and said, "Junior, please, let me see the photos..."

Her deliberately coquettish expression made her even more charming. Her watery eyes looked at Shinji intently, as if she were looking at her hero.

If he didn't know her very well, Shinji would probably have already started to feel flattered.

However, he still took out the photo, after all, that was his real purpose for coming.

Handing the photo to her, Shinji immediately got out of bed, went to the door, locked it, and turned around excitedly and expectantly, looking at Chie who was staring blankly at the photo. "

Come on, come on, you bitch in heat, take off your panties, stick your ass out properly, let me enjoy you," Shinji shouted inwardly, walking towards her step by step.

Chie blushed, sweat began to bead on her forehead, and her breathing rhythm changed from folk to rock. She used her slender fingers to unbutton the second button, revealing a small patch of her white, smooth breasts. Even so, she still felt hot and touched her neck.

"Senpai, you look strange."

No longer the clumsy boy who couldn't handle girls, Shinji naturally wrapped his arms around Chie's soft waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and breathed hot air into her earlobe.

"Y-yes... I suddenly feel a little... confused..."

Chie seemed to want to look away from the photo, but her hand holding the edge of the photo wouldn't move.

Shinji was also seeing the photo clearly for the first time. It showed the back of a woman whose legs were hidden by a hospital bed, completely naked. Because it wasn't held properly, the photo only showed the area from the neck down. The focus was off, and the whole picture was very blurry, except for the bare buttocks, which were clearly visible. The round, fleshy mounds were proudly raised, and the elastic fat tautly outlined a full curve.

The depiction of the buttocks was incredibly clear, giving the impression that if you strained your eyes, you could even pry open the buttocks and see the anus.

Suddenly feeling dizzy, Chie let out a sad groan and leaned weakly against Shinji.

Shinji brushed her curly hair to one side, licked his lips, and lowered his head triumphantly, slowly invading her neck with his tongue.

"Hey... if you keep doing that, I'm going to get angry."

Chie tilted her head, seemingly trying to avoid him; it seemed she truly disliked men younger than herself.

Shinji bit her neck angrily, grinding his teeth against the muscles between them.

Chie groaned in pain, but strangely, there was a clear hint of pleasure in her voice.

Shinji's heart skipped a beat, and his hand around her waist began to climb upwards, pressing hard against her swollen breasts.

She wasn't wearing a bra, and he could clearly feel a soft clitoris hardening beneath her nurse's uniform.

He pinched the swollen nipple and twisted it.

"Ugh—"

Chie's legs began to kick the bed, "No... you're hurting me. Junior... I know I was wrong, please don't do this..."

"Really don't?"

Shinji smelled it, increasing the pressure in his hand. The nipple beneath her nurse's uniform twisted into the same shape in his hand, and her full breasts changed shape as well.

"Ah, ahh..."

Chie gasped softly, her voice surprisingly devoid of pain, instead sounding quite pleasurable.

"So you're just a slut who likes being fucked like this!"

Shinji's face flushed with excitement. He ripped open Chie's uniform, which was tightly wrapped around her body, and her two snow-white breasts sprang out. He pinched one nipple in each hand and pulled hard, twisting the area around the deep red areolas into a twisted cone shape.

Chie frowned and bit her lip, trembling all over in pain, but the flush on her face only intensified. Instead of stopping the man's actions, her free hands reached behind her back and caressed Shinji's crotch.

"Junior...you, how did you suddenly become this kind of man...and, and you make me feel so strange."

Chie hummed softly, unzipped Shinji's pants, and rubbed his penis through his underwear. "Ugh...I, I don't like men younger than me..."

"A man's size isn't determined by age, you stupid woman!"

Shinji said readily, standing on the hospital bed, unzipped his pants and took them off, his underwear bulging, facing Chie with a completely condescending attitude for the first time.

Chie shook her head dazedly, her hands caressing her swollen nipples. She knelt on the hospital bed, bringing her cheek close to Shinji's underwear, rubbing against the swollen tip like a cuddly kitten. "You're right, your thing... is indeed quite big."

Shinji's lost pride was gradually restored by the woman before him. He ripped off his underwear, rolled up his shirt, revealing his body below his navel. "Come on, take a good look at what you missed back then."

Chie stretched out her tongue, licking from the base of his penis to the glans, then kissed the urethral opening with a smack, saying dazedly, "It's not too late to realize now, is it?"

"Lick it well, I'll show you my prowess in a moment."

Shinji put his hands on his hips, an unprecedented pleasure rushing to his head, making him dizzy with happiness.

This voluptuous, mature beauty was finally kneeling before him, just as he had dreamed, devoutly serving his penis with her rosy lips. This mere realization was enough to make him want to ejaculate.

"I have to give it to her mouth, fill that little mouth that always mocks me with my semen," Shinji thought, grabbing her hair and thrusting his penis forward.

This rough treatment seemed to be exactly the type Chie liked. She was as obedient as an Arab slave girl, rubbing her breasts while enveloping the tip of his penis in her soft red lips.

"Ugh...mmm...sizzle, tsk..."

Her saliva was smeared around his penis by her nimble tongue, and with the movement of her mouth, the lewd little sounds began to stimulate Shinji's ears.

Soft, petal-like red lips tightened around the glans, taking it in and releasing it. Her skillful tongue easily aroused Shinji's desire to the peak. Those two sexy red lips cleverly brought pleasure no less than that of the penis.

"Hoo...hoo...senpai, your technique is really good."

Shinji began to feel something accumulating at the base. He decisively grabbed Chie's head, not letting her mouth have a chance to leave, and began to thrust forward quickly.

The thick, hard penis thrust fiercely in and out of the woman's lips. As it entered, the coarse, stiff hair clung to her face, the enormous glans almost shoving into her throat. She whimpered, tears and saliva streaming down her face. But her hands remained on her chest, not stopping the man's actions, but instead kneading her breasts even harder, as if kneading two unyielding lumps of dough.

In this brutal oral sex, Shinji reached his first climax. He forcefully inserted his penis deep into Chie's mouth, the glans even feeling the tender tip of her esophagus being forced open, instinctively writhing and swallowing around it. It was as if a dam had suddenly opened below his waist, a large amount of semen gushing into the woman's mouth with each throbbing of his penis.

"Ugh...cough...cough cough cough!"

Chie coughed violently, trying to swallow, but still choked by the gushing semen. Her delicate face was streaked with tears and snot, with several trails of semen hanging down, making her look quite disheveled.

Shinji didn't pull his penis out, and Chie showed no intention of spitting it out. She coughed a few times, then continued licking the still-erect shaft, making sweet moaning sounds, her large, clear eyes looking up at him.

It was a blatant signal; this woman had adopted a submissive stance, preparing to welcome her new master.

Looking at her disheveled nurse's uniform, a scene from an adult anime flashed through Shinji's mind. He thought viciously that all his previous attempts to please and appease this slutty woman had been completely wasted on a bitch. His bladder strained, and a burning pain shot through his urethra—a common occurrence for men urinating after ejaculation.

Chie was still focused on what was in her mouth, anticipating something even more pleasurable. She clearly hadn't expected the urine to suddenly spurt out, filling her mouth and gushing from the corners of her mouth.

"Ugh...uh...glug...glug..."

After a surprised groan, Chie quickly got into the mood. She seemed to have seen the anime before, catching Shinji's urine in her mouth while moving her head to suck on his still-ejaculating penis.

Shinji felt immense satisfaction, and his penis almost immediately became hard again. He grabbed Chie's curly hair and slammed her face onto the bedsheet soaked with his urine, slapping her buttocks so hard that her buttocks jiggled like a water balloon in her panties. "Bend over! Hurry up!"

Chie whimpered, obediently spreading her knees and raising her round, plump, and elastic buttocks high. Her small panties could barely contain her taut buttocks, as if they were about to burst.

The bottom of her panties was already soaked, and the semi-transparent fabric clearly revealed the alluring cleft of her plump labia.

Condoms and lubricants can go to hell. Shinji ripped off her soaking wet panties, spread his legs, and half-squatted behind her. He pressed his erect penis against Chie's vulva and shoved it in hard.

"Ahhh—"

The outer edge of her honey hole was easily penetrated, but the deeper part felt an unexpected tightness. Hearing Chie's slightly painful cries, Shinji understood what was going on. He triumphantly pushed his penis inside, saying, "Senior, so your man is only this short?"

Chie twisted the urine-smelling sheets with both hands, shaking her buttocks and saying, "Ahhh... junior, yours... is so big. Don't... don't mention him, hurry... hurry, do it, do it to me... do it to me..."

A man's size is indeed not measured by age and appearance. Chie has always liked men older than herself, but she never expected that the doctor boyfriend she finally chose would be a guy whose penis was shorter than a finger, and who had a lot of shiny muscles but was incredibly gentle in bed. This made Chie, who already had a masochistic streak, feel extremely frustrated, and she could only sneak out to play once in a long while.

She didn't dare to break up with him yet; the man whose family's power was much greater than his penis could easily destroy her.

So although her mind was in a state of chaos and she couldn't think of anything, feeling as if she were being controlled by a strange force, the fullness and the powerful, hot penis were real inside her body, making her so happy she almost cried. She didn't know how long it had been since she had experienced this feeling of being filled to the point of her uterus aching.

So, the thick, hot cylinder piston-like motion inside her body hadn't even reached a hundred times before she convulsed, her legs gripping the sheets tightly, and she cried out as she reached her first orgasm.

(17) This strange genital structure, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, also gave Shinji a very novel feeling. With each thrust, he pulled out to the very outside, quickly rubbing against the entrance of her blooming petals a few times before deeply inserting himself into her body, completing one insertion.

He mechanically repeated this for more than ten minutes, and Chie had four orgasms with sobs. At the height of her excitement, the light brown chrysanthemum in her buttocks shrank tightly into a ball.

He had been staring intently at Chie's anus. From the moment he entered her, he had spread her two white buttocks, exposing her hidden anus.

He planned to penetrate her. From the first day he met Chie, he had dreamed of brutally fucking those beautiful white buttocks from her anus, and now was his chance. The photos had completely captivated this woman; her lust was at its peak. He believed that even if he tore her anus apart, she would cry out and reach orgasm.

Shinji made up his mind, stopped his thrusts, and began to dip his fingers into the frothy

, lustful fluid around his penis. "Junior... don't stop! Play with me harder, please..."

Still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, Chie actively swayed her hips, using her wet, honeyed hole to tease Shinji's penis.

"Don't worry, I'll make you cry with pleasure."

Shinji gripped her buttocks with both hands and pulled his penis out. The glans made a soft, popping sound as it emerged from her red, moist opening.

"No...don't pull it out. I still want...I still want...to be inside me, hurry up and put it in me..."

Chie writhed almost frantically, sticking her buttocks out even higher, her glistening, wet vulva opening and closing greedily.

"Don't panic, here you go."

Shinji grinned maliciously, raising his body and pressing the tip of his penis against the center of Chie's buttocks.

"Uh...wrong, wrong, hey, hey...not there, there...not there..."

Chie realized the man's purpose, and although her body was weak from pleasure, she still reached out to try to stop him.

"Shut up!"

Knowing that the woman in front of him actually liked being ravaged and dominated, Shinji naturally became forceful, ignoring Chie's crying pleas, his penis, covered in vaginal fluid, began to break through the tightest part of her anus.

"Ahhh... It's split, it's split open, no, no, it won't go in... Ahhh... It's so swollen..."

Chie shook her head, her curly hair disheveled, her nurse's uniform crumpled and huddled on her back like a pink diaper.

Shinji smugly rubbed her buttocks, pushing his penis inch by inch into that narrow hole.

Compared to the genitals, the rectum offers much greater resistance and less elasticity. Aside from some oily secretions, there's almost no internal lubrication. The glans rubbing against the slightly rough intestinal wall isn't as pleasurable as the tender flesh of a vagina. However, it offers a unique experience: the long, narrow passage seems endless, and the tightness far surpasses that of any virgin's vagina. Not only can you directly feel the elasticity of a woman's buttocks, but the instinctive peristalsis from the urge to defecate is a stimulation unmatched by ordinary intercourse. Family and couple dating communities have countless respectable young women waiting to be fucked! QQ, MSN, etc., are mainly for young girls and conservative women without other intentions—basically no chance there. But these communities are full of unmarried women and middle-aged women dissatisfied with reality and fantasizing about romance. No login or identity required, allowing for free movement—it's a more ideal place. For

such enjoyment, even without an enema, Shinji wouldn't use a condom.

The tangled pubic hair pressed tightly against Chie's buttocks, the thick, long penis completely submerged in her anus, with only a small section remaining between her plump buttocks and cleft. She gritted her teeth, trembling all over, enduring the intense urge to defecate and the tearing, throbbing pain. She stopped begging, because as the thickest part passed through her tightly clenched sphincter, a tingling, numbing sensation, even stronger than before, arose deep within her uterus.

"You...you've already gone in, at least...at least move a little! You're just soaking in there, my...my anus is going to burst!"

Chie said, her face flushed, her body arched into a triangle, her limbs raising her buttocks high.

"What a slutty bitch," Shinji sneered, lifting his hips and slowly pulling back.

The glans rubbed against the sensitive intestinal wall again, and Chie cried out, groaning as if even the very core of her being ached.

Maintaining this pace, Shinji slowly inserted and withdrew, as if he intended to continue like an old man forever.

"Haa...haa...Shinji, good junior...please, please hurry up, my ass is so sore, please...please fuck me hard, please..."

Chie drooled, her cheeks smeared with urine, panting like a dog.

It wasn't that Shinji didn't want to hurry, but he could already feel the base of his penis throbbing, and if he sped up, he would definitely ejaculate. He wanted to enjoy this soft, tight anus a little longer.

Nevertheless, the climax came involuntarily. Shinji squeezed out a groan from deep in his throat, suppressing the surging urge, and suddenly moved quickly, his bulging, veiny penis digging into Chie's first violated anus like an excavator.

Slap! Slap! Slap slap! Slap slap slap...

Shinji's lower abdomen slapped Chie's buttocks until they were red, his waist swaying back and forth tirelessly like a motor suddenly started.

Chie was overwhelmed by the sudden surge of pleasure, almost fainting. She couldn't even make a sound, only opening her mouth wide, grabbing the iron bar at the head of the bed with both hands, gripping it tightly, and thrusting her hips back forcefully.

Shinji finally reached his limit, his body lunging forward, his lower abdomen pressing hard against her pale pink buttocks, and an intense pleasure erupted from his vas deferens.

A surge of heat suddenly flowed into her buttocks, and Chie shivered, all her muscles tensing. "Ahhh...ahhh—"

she cried out high-pitchedly, her toes in her white stockings fanning out like fans, her whole body feeling like it was floating upwards, and a glistening liquid spurted from her wet petals.

Only when his penis had completely softened inside her buttocks did Shinji pull out, satisfied. He walked around to her, sat on the headboard, spread his legs, pointed to his penis, and said nothing.

Chie blinked in confusion, then obediently knelt before him, opening her red lips to take his penis into her mouth, beginning to clean the filth sticking to it.

Shinji could sense that Chie's lust hadn't subsided; she was still looking at him hungrily. But lunch break was almost over, so Chie reluctantly got up to find something to clean up the mess.

Shinji was fine, only some urine had splashed on his pants, but Chie needed to clean up properly before dealing with her afternoon work.

The power of the photo had finally been proven. Although it would soon disappear, that actually destroyed the evidence. Shinji put the photo in his pocket with satisfaction. Next, he would verify another fact tomorrow. He hadn't expected his senior to be such a lewd woman; he felt a little reluctant to let go.

Suddenly, Chie seemed to remember something and said to him, "By the way, is that camera you're holding a prank prop?"

"What? A prank?"

Shinji looked at her in confusion.

"Otherwise... I clearly felt you took a picture of me, but why is there nothing in the photo except for a strange, big eye? Looking at that eye, I felt completely disoriented. It's so strange..."

An eye? Shinji touched the photo in his pocket, suddenly feeling a tightness in his pores.

(18) Why an eye? Before the photo disappeared, Shinji looked at it hundreds of times. It still showed Tateyama Chie's naked, beautiful buttocks, but when he showed it to Chie, she still saw a huge eye occupying the center of the image.

The consequence of showing the photo to Chie was that she decisively took leave, booked a room with her at a nearby small hotel, and used her three orifices to squeeze him for an entire afternoon.

Finally, the two, drenched in sweat and exhausted, almost collapsed on the bed. Chie gasped and said,

"Oh my god... it feels like all my sexual desire in my life has been squeezed out."

Chie left him her phone number when she left, but Shinji already knew that from tomorrow onwards, he wouldn't need to contact her anymore. He

woke up the next day in the afternoon. Shinji quickly packed up and headed to the hospital again.

This time, he went straight to the gynecology department, but the two young girls on duty were unfamiliar, their breasts still at the level of a fourteen-year-old.

"Um... excuse me... who are you looking for?"

A timid voice sounded behind him; it was a sweaty, flustered nurse.

"Ah... I'm looking for Tateyama Chie. I was here yesterday. I need to discuss something with her. Is she not here?"

Shinji tried to make his tone sound natural.

The nurse's eyes were a little red. She lowered her head and whispered, "Are you Tateyama-senpai's friend? Well... Tateyama-senpai suffered a sudden myocardial infarction at noon, and now... she's still in the operating room being resuscitated. You... you should go and wait for her."

Shinji wasn't too shocked; he had already expected this outcome. On the contrary, he felt a sense of excitement. It turned out that what he had obtained was such a magical camera.

While death might be somewhat regrettable for the beautiful woman, it brought a sense of relief to Shinji, who could now treat every woman he saw as a plaything.

He smiled contentedly, then burst into uncontrollable laughter as he stepped into the elevator.

(19) As if possessed by some demon, Shinji began frantically searching for the beautiful women he fancied, snapping photos of hours of revelry with a single click of his camera.

He wasn't unconcerned about being exposed during the series of events, so he used a hot girl from a bar as a bargaining chip to borrow money from his friend who owned a coffee shop. Although it wasn't much, it was enough for him to travel around Japan.

A model with an innocent face yet incredibly lewd, a reporter who is intellectual and elegant but loses control of her bladder with pleasure during anal sex, a policewoman who has caught many rapists in bed but enjoys being handcuffed and raped… In just one month, Shinji tasted all sorts of women; his life had become a veritable erotic dream.

One by one, women had their masks torn off, their clothes stripped away, their last breaths satisfying Shinji's lust.

And the fates of those women were all unavoidable accidental deaths, which gradually eased Shinji's worries. No matter how many such coincidences occurred, no one would connect them to him.

His only regret was that his energy couldn't withstand such depletion. A month later, back at his apartment, Shinji almost didn't recognize himself in the mirror.

His face was pale and haggard, his eyes bloodshot. He patted his cheeks, even feeling a numbness in his nerves.

He decided… to rest for a while. He crawled into bed and closed his eyes.

That night, he had a strange dream.

The dream began with a very erotic scene: he lay in bed, the room filled with vibrant, beautiful women—full breasts, curvaceous hips, slender waists, and long legs—all gazing at him with lustful eyes, vying for his penis.

This absurd lewd feast continued until the moment he was about to ejaculate, when suddenly all the women around him screamed in terror. He opened his eyes to find the floorboards cracked open, spewing forth molten lava with flames. A huge, dark eye rose from hell, staring at Shinji, a satisfied smile playing on its lips.

The women crowded around Shinji, begging him to protect them. But he found himself completely immobilized.

Countless tentacles shot out from behind the eye, carrying all the women away from him one by one. The tentacles bound the women's limbs, ravaging their mouths, genitals, and anuses, the overflowing nectar being absorbed into the eye's tentacles, making it even more profound.

He struggled desperately, but suddenly realized that the faces of the women being entangled were becoming clearer. He recognized them all, though he couldn't name many of them.

All the women bound in the hellfire were women he had personally sent down with his camera…

“Ah! It wasn’t me!”

Shinji woke up with a start, his pajamas soaked with sweat.

He rubbed his head, walked to the window, and stared blankly at the night sky outside, which was obscured by neon lights. He took the camera out from under his pillow, opened the drawer, and locked it inside.

Maybe… he really should find a girlfriend.

(Twenty) “Hey, that hot girl you introduced last time was hot enough, but she died the next night. What bad luck. Such a sexy girl, what a pity. Hey, do you have any other good stuff like that to introduce to me?”

Back at his friend’s coffee shop, he was immediately harassed by the guy who liked hot and bold young girls.

Actually, Shinji could tell that the hot girl wanted him that night, but after being given a few drinks, he couldn’t tell who was who and spent the whole night having fun with his friend.

"Ah... I'll introduce you to someone suitable later."

He replied casually. He'd finally made up his mind to use that camera less often in the future; he couldn't let his friend's words sway him again.

His friend took a toothpick, handed him the shop, got on his motorcycle, and sped away, leaving with the comment, "I didn't realize you were so good at this; girls even come to you."

Yes... they were after that photo. Shinji sighed. If the person photographed didn't have some kind of telepathic ability to track him down, this camera could have so many more uses.

The doorbell was finally fixed. Shinji, too lazy to check who the customer was, casually pushed the order form on the counter, continued wiping glasses, and asked, "What would you like to order?"

"You killed them all."

The voice was a little hoarse, but still gentle.

Shinji looked up in surprise. Before him stood the sister of his first woman. The girl looked much more haggard, but her eyes shone.

"I don't know what methods you used to make them all look like they died in accidents. But I know you killed them all!"

Her eyes were bright, fixed on Shinji's expression.

Shinji struggled to keep his hands from breaking the glass, a smile playing on his lips. "Miss, your nonsensical talk is bothering me."

The girl stared at him intently. "You don't need to pretend. I've been following you. Wherever you go, women die. They're all beautiful women. I can't be sure, but I can guess they've all slept with you. Can you call that a coincidence?"

His heart was in turmoil, his hands trembling as he wiped the glass. Above the bar, Shinji remained relatively calm. "You need evidence to say things like that. I just went on a trip and happened to have a few romantic encounters. Unfortunately, they all met with accidents. Didn't you see how heartbroken I was? I felt like I was a jinx. You think I'm not guilty enough?"

Shinji's appearance certainly suggested he was suffering internally. The girl seemed somewhat doubtful of her conclusion. She glanced at him again, then lowered her head dejectedly, clearly feeling she had been too hasty. Pouting, she said, "Please give me a beer, thank you."

Shinji finally breathed a long sigh of relief. He poured a full glass, pushed it in front of the girl, and softened his tone, saying, "This one's on me. Don't overthink it; you have your own life to live."

The girl gulped down half a glass, wiped her mouth, and said unwillingly, "I'll still be watching you.

I always feel you're strange. If I've really wronged you, I'll apologize later." Shinji shook his head with a wry smile. "Okay, I'm honored to have such a lovely girl like you always watching me."

Putting aside her stubborn personality, the girl was indeed very cute, with beautiful and delicate features like her sister, only her figure seemed a bit thin. Perhaps in two years, she would grow into a beautiful flower like her sister.

(Twenty-one) Shinji completely put the camera away. There were two reasons: one, the girl was definitely staring at him; two, the recurring nightmare kept him up at night, almost preventing him from getting a good night's sleep.

He even wondered if this blood-sucking camera was truly a demon from hell, capturing women and dragging them into purgatory for its own consumption.

Since he hadn't had any strong desires lately, he carefully wrapped the camera up and stored it deep in the closet.

Not wanting to be completely ignorant of his adversary, Shinji asked a friend to investigate the girl.

Her name was Natsuzawa Riko, nineteen years old, who used to work at a bookstore but quit after her sister's death. Her parents divorced when she was young, and she lived with her sister. After her sister got married, she moved into her brother-in-law's house, but moved out after her sister's death and rented a cheap apartment right across from Shinji's house.

Shinji couldn't do anything about her and didn't want his friend to intimidate her, so he simply let her be.

Over the course of two weeks, this inexplicably distant contact made them both strangers and acquaintances. The hostility in her eyes gradually faded, and she would occasionally come to the bar to chat with him for a while. Shinji is the type of guy who attracts young girls, and he quickly realized that this was also a way to dispel Riko's suspicions about him, so he began to deliberately try to please her.

Soon, the coffee shop owner started teasing them.

"Shinji, the coffee and beer you've bought that girl is almost equivalent to your salary! If you like her, hurry up and make your move; you haven't been seeing many women lately, have you?"

Shinji, watching Riko occasionally glancing over from a seat some distance away, chuckled and playfully punched his friend. "Don't worry, I can handle a girl like that."

Perhaps men's natural attraction is indeed different for everyone. Shinji, who could never find a way to succeed with mature beauties, usually didn't need more than a week to get a young girl into his bed.

Seventeen days after he made up his mind to pursue her, Riko gave up her apartment across the street and moved into his apartment.

(Twenty-two) "It's so dirty, like a pigsty."

Riko pouted and punched Shinji, resignedly sticking out her tongue. She pulled out an old apron and began cleaning her new little home.

Although physical contact was still limited to kissing—and it was a kiss without any tongue—now that he had convinced her to move in, scoring a goal was only a matter of time.

Riko must still be a virgin, Shinji thought smugly, sitting to the side watching her straight legs and round buttocks through her jeans. Girls nurtured and cared for by men always seem to radiate their own unique glow. Compared to when she always lived in her sister's shadow, Riko was now undeniably more alluring, gradually revealing a more mature side.

Shinji wasn't sure if Riko's agreement to move in was solely due to the impulsive nature of a girl in love, so he cautiously hid his camera in a small compartment in the closet, channeling his pent-up desires into Riko as much as possible.

After all, a man isn't always inclined to masturbate when a beautiful girlfriend is sleeping in his house.

While the stated reason was to save on rent and allow Riko to keep an eye on this womanizer who supposedly had over ten "chance encounters" a month, once a woman actually moved into her boyfriend's home, it undoubtedly represented a tacit acceptance of a deeper relationship in some way.

Shinji understood this perfectly, and Riko, now much more invigorated, had indeed become quite attractive. This subtle transition from naivety to maturity brought Shinji a completely new experience.

"Hey, stop staring, you pervert! Come help me."

Riko plugged in the vacuum cleaner and tossed a rag to Shinji.

"Any man would turn into a pervert seeing a girl like you,"

he casually flattered, pinching her buttock. He never missed an opportunity to grope her, not only to satisfy his masculine desires but also to help the inexperienced girl gradually adapt to being touched.

Compared to her initial blushing and yelling "pervert," Riko was now quite comfortable, simply slapping him and pouting her pink lips. "Get to work, you pervert! How am I supposed to sleep tonight with this mess?"

Mentioning the word "sleep," which could have multiple meanings, Riko's cheeks immediately flushed, and she quickly turned around to clean the dusty corners.

Cleaning a single man's apartment was no easy task, and with Riko's relentless persistence, the entire place looked like it had been renovated. Some odds and ends that Shinji couldn't bear to throw away, and that Riko didn't like to see, such as figurines, dolls, body pillows, photos, and adult videos, were all piled into the closet that Shinji wouldn't let him tidy up.

Looking at the top partition that was now filled with clutter and couldn't be opened, Shinji scratched his head with a wry smile. It seemed that it would be quite a hassle to use that camera even occasionally in the future.

"Ah... finally finished."

Riko looked at the spotless room, hallway, bathroom, and toilet with satisfaction, slumped onto the tatami mat, and, probably thinking about the fact that she was about to move in, glanced around with a warm look and muttered, "I'm hungry, Shinji, I want to eat ramen."

Shinji smiled, took out his coat and tossed it to her, "Come on, it's on me. Treat yourself, you amazing cleaner."

As he bent down to put on his shoes in the entryway, Shinji suddenly felt a pang of heartache. He turned his head and looked over; in the neon lights outside the window, the bedroom facing the hallway was empty.

Strange, why does it feel like something is watching me? Shinji scratched his head, not thinking about it anymore, because Riko had already grabbed his arm and was dragging him outside.

Although her breasts weren't that full, they were still soft and fleshy, hmm... not bad, Shinji felt satisfied with the elasticity from his arm and began to look forward to the evening's activities.

Since there was only one bedroom, staying together was inevitable. Riko knew this, of course, and after returning from dinner, she had been somewhat shy and dared not look Shinji in the eye.

Not wanting the girl to be too nervous, Shinji casually turned on the computer, smiled, and pressed Riko into the computer chair, "You can play something for now, I'm going to take a shower."

"Take a...shower?"

Riko seemed to have interpreted taking a shower as a necessary step before sex, and suddenly she tensed up.

Shinji laughed happily. This little girl, who sometimes seemed a bit dazed and sometimes quite clever, always managed to amuse him. He teased her, "What? Want to be a dutiful girlfriend and help me scrub my back?"

She shook her head quickly, "No way, you big pervert!"

Men always take showers faster when there's a woman in the house. After making sure to wash his private parts thoroughly, Shinji casually wrapped a towel around his neck and walked out.

He thought Riko would be startled by his half-naked body, but to his surprise, she was still intently staring at the computer screen.

"What are you looking at, so focused?"

Shinji deliberately tiptoed over, not giving her time to react.

"N-nothing!"

Sure enough, Riko frantically clicked close, and the video window immediately disappeared from the desktop.

Shinji had seen it clearly enough; it was a clip from an adult film that Riko had somehow found, and the part she had been watching intently was a scene of a hot woman performing oral sex on a man.

"I...I'm going to take a shower too,"

she said, blushing, avoiding his bare chest, and ran away.

Was this some kind of impromptu training? Shinji smiled smugly; it seemed she had prepared herself mentally more than he had imagined. Just imagining Riko's soft lips gently gliding over his penis made his blood rush to his groin.

A series of pattering footsteps came from the bathroom, and Riko, blushing and barefoot, ran back, opened the closet where her clothes were, took out a conservative nightgown, and quickly ran back inside.

Shinji licked his slightly dry lips, opened the other closet, and took out a double set of bedding.

(23) "You...you play these games all day?"

Riko stuck out her tongue as she dried her shoulder-length hair with a towel, staring at Shinji's computer screen.

The young girl's skin, still glowing from her recent shower, exuded a faint scent of lemon soap, easily drawing Shinji's gaze away from the beautiful girl.

"Just playing around to pass the time."

Shinji quickly closed the game interface, which was still emitting embarrassing sounds, and casually put his arm around Riko's waist, letting her sit on his lap. "Compared to those drawn little sluts, I still prefer the real, cute girl in my arms."

He said, giving her a kiss on her soft cheek.

The thin pajamas couldn't hide her bouncy buttocks at all. Shinji gently swayed his thighs, enjoying the subtle pulsation of her youthful body beneath the pajamas, burying his face in her wet hair, and said in a low voice, "Mmm...you smell so good."

Riko's neck itched from his stubble, and she giggled, shrinking forward. "Ugh, you play your game, I'm going to sleep."

Shinji reached out and turned off the computer screen, then scooped Riko up in his arms. "You're so sleepy? Okay, okay, I'll keep you company."

The two laughed and snuggled together, falling onto the soft bedding. Riko, panting slightly, looked around and chuckled. "Don't perverts in anime always keep a tissue box by their pillow? Did you forget?"

Shinji, who was intently nibbling at her neck, smiled and nuzzled her cheek with his nose, reaching under the pillow to pull out a pack of tissues. "Silly girl, a real pervert wouldn't reveal his intentions so early."

"Ugh, you said it was okay if we didn't sleep together, but you were all prepared all along, just waiting for me to take the bait, weren't you?"

Riko pouted and lowered her head, gently biting his chest. "I won't give you a chance, hmph, if you get hard tonight, you can sleep with a tent in your mouth."

Shinji chuckled and hugged Riko, gently biting her lips. "Riko, you're so charming, if I don't want you, it can only mean I'm a liar or a lesbian."

Riko's eyes were filled with laughter. Young and beautiful girls love to hear compliments from men, even if it's just bait, they'll willingly put the hook in their mouths. Shinji's tongue was the hook, already between Riko's lips. She hesitated for a moment, then met Shinji's lips, receiving her first deep kiss in her life.

This was undoubtedly a green light. Shinji shifted some of his weight, pressing down on the girl with only his upper body, his right hand tentatively slipping under the hem of Riko's shirt using the space he had created. It was a conservative two-piece nightgown, but nightgowns are nightgowns; looseness and comfort are the priority. Shinji's hand easily touched Riko's soft skin on her lower abdomen.

Her stomach was soft, but the moment his hand touched it, the muscles beneath the skin immediately tensed, becoming a flat sheet.

"Ugh...uh...no...don't..." Riko,

touched by a man for the first time, instinctively began to resist, but the indistinct syllables were not very firm to begin with, and they disappeared blurred between their intertwined lips as soon as they came out of her throat.

Gently stroking her waist, Shinji's hand gradually explored the edge of her ribs. Riko squinted, intoxicated by his kiss, when suddenly she felt the roughness of the man's palm on the side of her chest. She frantically grabbed his arm, breathing rapidly.

Shinji patiently kissed her, making her unable to say a word, only able to make nasal sounds, while his hand continued to move upwards firmly.

"Ugh—"

Riko's body twisted, suddenly tensing up. Shinji reluctantly opened his mouth, his voice low and husky as he pressed his nose against hers, "Riko, leave it to me."

This was Shinji's first time sleeping with a girl like this, and compared to his previous, more open girlfriends, he was naturally much more cautious. While he couldn't use flowery phrases like "I'm truly in love," if Shinji were considering marriage now, he would undoubtedly want Natsuzawa Riko as the other name on the marriage certificate.

Sensing her nervousness, Shinji withdrew his hand, instead embracing her, suppressing his rising desire, and gently kissing her forehead.

Suddenly, a strange sensation ran down Shinji's back, as if something was watching him intently. He nervously turned his head, but the room was empty; everything remained unchanged in the dim light.

Where did that feeling come from? Shinji hesitated, his gaze shifting until it finally settled on the cluttered closet door. It was…it was that camera! This thought instantly sent a chill down his spine.

"Shinji... what's wrong? Did I... did I upset you?"

Riko noticed his unusual behavior and asked with some concern.

Shinji shook his head, dismissing unrealistic thoughts, smiled at Riko, and pulled her back onto the covers. "No, I... I just think you're too nervous."

Riko bit her lower lip and pinched Shinji's waist hard. "I... I don't have experience, of course I'll be nervous! It's not like those women you used to know, so skilled..."

The simplest way to deal with a jealous woman is to quickly change the subject. Shinji deliberately showed a lewd expression, kissed Riko, and said, "Riko, I want to touch your breasts."

He deliberately emphasized the word "breasts," clearly stating his intention.

Riko's face immediately turned as red as an apple. She let out a soft moan and turned around, hugging her chest with both hands.

Shinji wasn't in a hurry. He lay on his side behind her and gently stroked the smooth and alluring curves of her waist and hips as she turned.

"...it's okay through the clothes,"

Riko said softly, crossing her hands in front of her lower abdomen, exposing her chest.

"Riko, you're truly the best woman in the world,"

Shinji whispered in her ear. Before the nervous girl could change her mind, he slipped his hand under her armpit and gently placed it on her full breasts.

Even through the clothes, Shinji could roughly picture the shape of her breasts in his mind. They weren't very large, but they had a firm shape and enough elasticity to maintain that shape. The nipples were small, softly set in the center of the areola. As he rubbed them with his palm, he could feel the nipples slowly swell and harden with a slight tremor.

"Ugh! Huff... Huff..."

Riko breathed heavily, the sensation of her nipples being rubbed clearly reaching the erogenous zones of her brain. For the first time in her nineteen years of life, her body was experiencing the taste of desire. Even though she had prepared thoroughly, the girl, who had never even masturbated, felt a deep sense of shame. "Shinji... Ugh... I... I feel so strange."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me. I'll stop."

Shinji whispered in her ear, his fingers deftly pinching her nipple through her clothes, gently rubbing it with his fingertips.

"Ugh..."

Riko's feet began to rub against the sheets, her hands unconsciously reaching back to grab the man's towel.

It seemed Riko's body was unexpectedly sensitive; Shinji's constant playing with one nipple was already making her tighten her legs, rubbing her thighs together.

"Are you starting to feel good?"

Shinji asked, placing his palm on the mound of her breast and kneading it.

Riko frowned, nodded slightly, and whispered, "Am I... am I becoming lewd? Ugh... I've never been like this before, but... when you touch my chest, it feels so strange."

A strange thought suddenly popped into Shinji's mind.

Could it be that Riko's body becoming so easily aroused was also due to that camera?

(Twenty-four) Shinji stopped, staring blankly at the strange thought that had just flashed through his mind.

Come to think of it, he had initially planned to stay together for a few days to cultivate their relationship, but after they stayed in the house together, he couldn't suppress the urge to possess her. Could it be that he had been influenced by that damned camera without realizing it?

That's absurd... impossible. He quickly dismissed the idea, starting to wonder if he had been too slow tonight, which had led to so many strange thoughts.

He should make Riko his woman as soon as possible. Shinji made up his mind, turned Riko upside down by her shoulders, and lowered his head to begin another round of kisses.

As they kissed passionately, his hands began to fumble for the buttons of her nightgown.

Riko lifted her hands slightly, then quickly placed them back at her sides, closed her eyes, and focused on responding to Shinji's deep kiss with her tongue.

Her top was parted to the sides, revealing her exquisitely beautiful breasts, as delicate as jade, standing erect. He flicked and pinched her erect nipples with his fingers, kneading them.

Riko's hands also rose, haphazardly stroking his back; her palms were sweaty, slipping onto his back.

There was no extra fabric under her pajama bottoms, and his hand slipped inside, directly touching a smooth, hairless patch of delicate skin.

"Mmm..."

Riko tensed up, curling her legs tightly together, preventing his hand from reaching the edge of her pubic area.

"Relax, Riko, relax a little. I'll be gentle, trust me."

Shinji moved his tongue to below her earlobe, licking the sensitive line between her neck and earlobe.

"Ah...so hot, ahh..."

Riko moaned softly, her tightly pressed thighs parting slightly.

His hand immediately slipped inside, his entire palm quickly occupying the girl's full mons pubis. Every part he could touch was smooth and delicate, her hairless vulva a contradictory mix of innocence and maturity—a soft, fully ripe cleft of flesh, yet with the smooth, tender mons pubis of a young girl.

Shinji extended two fingers, tracing the sides of the petals up and down. Riko's labia majora were very full; with the slightest pressure, his fingers almost sank in. The base of the cleft was warm and moist, the sticky nectar almost overflowing from her anus.

"Riko, you're soaking wet..."

Shinji teased, gently pricking her nipple with his stubble.

"Ugh...you're so annoying."

Riko turned her face away, her long eyelashes glistening with alluring moisture.

Shinji knew he was prepared enough. His hands encircled her hips, and he began to pull down her pajama bottoms.

Riko obediently raised her waist, letting the pajama bottoms slide down to her ankles. With a light rub of her feet, her beautifully proportioned lower body was completely naked.

Shinji pulled off the cumbersome towel, climbed up, and entered between Riko's legs, asking, "Riko, are you in your safe period?"

Riko shook her head, but quickly said, "I don't need to wear...that. It's my first time...I...I want to experience you directly...what it feels like when you're inside me."

"Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant?"

Shinji stared into her eyes, asking earnestly.

Riko arched her back, twisting her hips in discomfort, and smiled, saying, "If I do, I'll cling to you."

Shinji felt a surge of sweetness in his heart, gently embracing her, his penis aimed at her virgin's honeypot, slowly entering. "When that happens, you'll only be able to call me Sudo Riko."

Saying something like a promise, Shinji's glans sank into the moist softness between Riko's legs.

"Uh...Shinji, gently...gently."

Riko exhaled with difficulty, her face slightly pale, "It...it hurts there."

It was indeed incredibly tight inside, Shinji's glans was even a little sore from the constriction, the frenulum of the foreskin was pulled tight, showing the resistance to entry.

"Riko, relax. The more tense you are, the more it will hurt."

Shinji wiped the sweat from his forehead and patiently stroked her thighs.

Riko gasped and spread her legs wider, her knees tucked in, her lower body forming an M shape.

This was the easiest position to enter, and the girl's secret place had completely given up resistance.

"Riko, just bear with it." Shinji

took a breath, pressed his hands on Riko's knees, pulled his waist back slightly, and then pressed forward with all his might!

"Ah...ahhhhh! It hurts...it hurts so much—it's split...it's split open! Waaaaaah...waaaaahhhh..."

The huge penis broke through the supple membrane in an instant, venturing into that mysterious garden that had never been cultivated before. The tender flesh that was penetrated contracted violently, accompanied by Riko's slightly pitiful screams.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Shinji quickly apologized, the tip of his penis also feeling hot and burning like it was injured, and he could imagine how much pain the woman's body was enduring.

"Waaah...you hurt me so much..."

Riko wiped away her tears with one hand and pounded Shinji's chest with the other.

Shinji dared not move anymore, so he remained inside Riko, rubbing her breasts, trying to lessen the pain with pleasure.

To restrain the urge to thrust in and out of that narrow passage, Shinji looked around to distract himself. When his gaze swept across the bedroom window, the sight made the hairs on his body stand on end, and his penis almost went limp.

The reflection in the glass vaguely showed the closet near the door, and on the sliding door of the closet, a huge eye was staring at him without blinking, staring at the two people who were having sex.

(Twenty-five) "Riko, if it really hurts, let's stop here for today. I was too hasty this time, I'm sorry."

Shinji said softly to Riko, and quickly pulled out his penis.

The stretched opening could not immediately return to its original small size, revealing a tender red hole the size of a little finger, and his penis was covered with spots of blood.

With the intense sensation of something foreign no longer inside her, Riko relaxed her tense limbs with a sigh of relief, saying apologetically, "Shinji... am I really useless? I... I was ready to give it to you, but it just hurt so much."

Shinji wiped her crotch clean with a tissue, lay down beside her, and kissed her. "It's okay, it'll be fine next time."

Actually, the real reason it ended there was that huge eye, but when Shinji looked over again, there was nothing on the closet door. He could only assume it was his imagination, pulled the blanket up to cover them both. "Go to sleep, don't you have a job interview at the bookstore tomorrow?"

Riko blushed and snuggled into his arms, whispering, "Shinji, I... can I help you with my mouth?

Isn't it uncomfortable if a man doesn't come?" But Shinji had completely lost interest, his mind a mess. He smiled and hugged the little woman in his arms tighter. "You've had a hard day, maybe next time."

Riko whispered an "okay," adjusted her position in his arms, and closed her eyes.

Shinji couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Why did that thing appear?

In his nightmare that night, Shinji found the answer.

In his dream, he saw the same hellish scene as before, except that the women entangled by the giant tentacles were now haggard and on the verge of death. The huge eyes gleamed with hunger, staring intently at Shinji. Slowly, it lifted Riko's sister up to its eyes, and a huge mouth opened beneath its eyelids, filled with sharp teeth like those of a shark. The monster gave a faint, sinister smile and bit Riko's sister into its mouth.

The teeth sank deep into the woman's waist, and her two snow-white legs swung violently outside the mouth, spraying blood like a waterfall. The enormous mouth that appeared out of nowhere slowly chewed, bit by bit, until the swaying legs gradually stopped moving and were swallowed up, until even the bare feet disappeared into the mouth.

The hungry light subsided slightly, and all the tentacles began to move again. The lewd moans of the women rose and fell, but all their eyes looked at Shinji with pleading eyes.

Their mouths were stuffed with huge tentacles, preventing them from speaking, but their voices echoed directly in Shinji's mind.

"Please, go find your next prey."

Shinji jolted awake. Riko was still fast asleep beside him, completely unaware that her sister was being tortured in hell, her soul being chewed up. He rubbed his eyes in fear, and then he saw the camera.

The camera, gleaming with a silver light, sat coldly by the door of the closet.

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