A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 60: Curse of Dependence (6) **

Chapter 60: Curse of Dependence (6) **

An unbecoming heat was rising in a dark alley where not even the moonlight could properly shine.

"Haaa...? Haa? Tsk? Hehe...?"

The men who aggressively fucked me at first, saying they wanted revenge, seem to have calmed down after cumming a few times.

A few people brought new drinks and were drinking while watching the sex scene.

A few people were still clinging to me, quenching their desires.

There were also a few people who heard my moans echoing through the alley and were blocking the approaching idiots.

Is there a desire for exclusivity in the end?

You don't really need to know that.

All I can think about now is the dick inside.

– Sigh. Cheolpuk.

Every time I drop my waist onto the waist of the man riding on top, I hear the sound of thick love juice splashing.

The pussy tightening to serve each time the cock entered was giving me tremendous pleasure.

"Hey. "The sight kills me?"

"Oh my. I even laid down my clothes on the floor, so I could have sex from underneath. How do you wash that?"

"Is laundry important now? You too, try this. I'm really sick of it."

Following the command, 'Fuck yourself on top of me,' he raises and lowers his butt in a squat position without stopping.

It's not as intense as when a man fucks me, but as I move, it hits my weak points better, so it feels better in different directions.

And of course, every time I lower my back with force.

-Slurping, sloshing.

The large breasts bounce like waves.

The man underneath was looking at this with enjoyment.

It's funny how people's eyes follow me as if I'm possessed every time my heart flutters.

Phut! Bang!

Shake your waist a little harder with a sense of service.

The image of the vagina twisting and tangling around the dick clearly appears in my mind.

What would it feel like to have sex with a pussy like this?

There is no way for me to know what it feels like to be fucked, but at least I was able to know the feeling of being fucked.

The one that gets fucked also feels incredibly good.

If your dick touches a weak spot, and you inadvertently pull your back, your dick will land on a new spot in your vagina.

If you flinch in surprise at the stimulation you feel in a new area, that movement will tighten your vagina.

When the vagina is tight, the area of ??the vagina that sticks to the dick also increases.

Then I feel good again and my back...

Shake your waist in a trance in a cycle of pleasure.

"100 million! Wait a minute, this is too strong... !"

"Hot? Ugh? Please wrap it? inside?"

The hand of a man who has reached his limit grabs my thigh.

The glans implanted all the way to the vagina is aimed straight at the uterine opening.

Whoops. Semen poured out.

That feeling makes me climax at the same time.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!"

"Huhhhhh???"

The feeling of hot semen welling up in your stomach is a new feeling that you will never get tired of no matter how many times you experience it.

A sense of surrender that the most precious place as a woman has been conquered.

The satisfaction of filling up an empty space that I normally didn't even know existed.

And, most simply, the pleasure of stimulating erogenous zones in places that cannot be reached.

The pleasure of combining various senses in a complex way is indescribable.

Since this is also a game, you can enjoy it without worrying about pregnancy. It's a little disappointing.

I closed my eyes, trembled, and enjoyed the afterglow of the climax.

"Whoa... It feels like my balls were pulled out all the way. "I won't stand anymore."

"Baby, are you dead already?"

"Okay, okay. You are good Anyway, I'm done. "You should enjoy it more on your own."

"If you're going to do that, just look out for it. There are a lot of your premature ejaculation friends over there."

"What are you saying, you crazy person?"

At first, the men were rushing to fuck me, but as time went by and the number of ejaculations increased, they gradually became calmer.

And now, after ejaculating, there are men who leave me alone and talk among themselves.

Are you saying this is wise man time?

I'm still not good enough.

This time, the man laid me down on the floor and brought his cock to me, probably thinking he was going to do it on top.

Even if you're an extra you're meeting for the first time, if you interact with your genitals this much, you'll get to know their faces.

This man... The cock was greatly curved. Thanks to this, he didn't feel like it was reaching the uterus, but he was a man who liked the way it stimulated a completely different area than other dicks.

He is the man who fucks me until the end while other men fall away one by one.

Let me give you a little service.

I wrapped my arms around the man's neck and wrapped my legs around his waist.

An attitude as if two loving lovers were making love.

Even now, the semen that another man had ejaculated was flowing out of my vagina, and the man's glans was working hard to scrape off the other man's semen.

Isn't the important thing the atmosphere?

While other men were chatting with satisfaction, we had loving sex, even though it was only about positions.

The man seemed very satisfied with my service. The amount of semen that entered the uterus was different.

But I was a little disappointed on my part. Even though it wasn't my taste, it was done as a service.

As expected, it didn't feel as good as being humiliated. The level of excitement is different.

Next time, I shouldn't provide services.

...

And after more time passes.

Completely satisfied, the men left me in the alley.

I was left behind, my whole body covered in white semen.

When he left for the last time, he even urinated and said, 'I used the toilet well.'

Are they crazy?

It would be nice if you guys could cum comfortably, but what's the point of urinating so dirty?

What. I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little excited about that misery.

Anyway.

Use clean magic to cleanse your body.

The white semen that sticks to it, the urine that leaves yellow marks on it, and the still warm semen that is still leaking a little from the lower mouth. Everything disappears in an instant.

It's a little disappointing, but it can't be helped.

Otherwise, it feels uncomfortable.

Even if it's just semen on it, there's a strong feeling that urine is dirty.

I got up and stretched.

I felt like my body, which had been sore from acting out of character, was relieved.

Still, I felt perfect thanks to the acting.

The humiliation was really...

Even now, thinking about it, I feel my pussy getting wet again.

But no. Because Flora will be waiting.

I was satisfied enough today. Let's stop and go back.

I picked up my clothes that had been thrown away in the corner of the alley and put them on.

As the men who blocked us disappeared, the homeless people in the alley slowly approached us with lustful eyes, but we had already had enough for today.

I roughly kicked them out.

Whatever you see, you can leave it alone. When will people who live in places like this see a beautiful girl like me?

I put on my clothes slowly, shaking my hips little by little, as if I was intentionally showing off.

It's like a complete striptease. No, what do you call wearing clothes? Dressing show? Fashion show? Anyway.

...

When I arrived at the accommodation, Flora, who had washed up first, was waiting.

"Soira. Late! "I said it would come quickly."

"Sorry. As I played with it, it became a bit fun, and I enjoyed it without even noticing the passage of time."

"Did you come here alone to do something fun?"

"Uh? Uh... Is that how it works? No, wait a minute. "It wouldn't have been very fun for Flora."

Because Flora hates penetrative sex.

Looking at her at the massage parlor, it seemed like she didn't dislike sexual pleasure itself.

"Anyway, let's go to sleep quickly. Because I'm leaving early tomorrow morning. "I'll take a shower and come back."

"Are you going to come really soon this time? "I'm waiting for Soira to come?"

"Okay. "I'll just take a shower and then come back."

Although it is said that the body has become physically clean through clean magic, the mental feeling that dirt has been spilled cannot be refreshed unless the body is washed directly.

This is like a habit that has become familiar from reality.

She had nothing to do other than go take a shower anyway.

Because the shower room was inside the accommodation.

Even Flora is making a fuss.

Still, while she was moving to the shower room, she felt strange gazes on her.

It wasn't a face she remembered. Are they the ones who stole what happened in the alley?

It bothered me a little, but she didn't try to block the way or attack me, so I decided to ignore it.

Flora also told me to come quickly.

While washing her body thoroughly, we make plans for tomorrow.

First, I wake up early in the morning and eat breakfast.

And she has to set off for the next city where there is a saint...

How do I get there?

The simplest, most convenient and fastest way is to take a carriage to and from the city.

Although it costs some money.

Alternatively, if you receive an escort request from a merchant moving around the city like when you come to this city from Coris Village, you can receive a fairly reasonable amount of compensation compared to the difficulty of the request. You can also build adventurer guild achievements.

Instead, you have to follow the schedule at the top, so it takes a lot of waiting time, and you can get caught up in troublesome work.

They all have advantages and disadvantages, so it's difficult to choose.

So should we decide to go faster?

Although it costs a bit of money, it is not that burdensome.

How much money do you make while fighting bandits?

These days, I go for massages, and this time I even had a massage therapist do it for me, so I've been spending a lot of money...

Still, it's not difficult to ride a carriage.

I left the shower room, thinking I would make the final decision after discussing it with Flora.