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

"Whew…! Hyuk-ah. What is your girlfriend doing right now? Aren't you curious?"

We were clearly having a conversation about refraining from talking about Cha So-young, but the conversation suddenly changed direction. To my dismay, it went in the direction of ignoring what I said and going off on a tangent.

Moreover, while saying such things, the two hands that touch her nipples do not stop. The same goes for the lower part. The grinding has stopped, but the wrinkles in her vagina that squeeze and release as if massaging are still there.

It's a moment when I contemplate whether I should grab that nipple that's up and down with my fingernails and twist it.

"Is the weather nice today? Since it's the weekend, she could take a leisurely nap. Or she could stay home and play, ignore my calls, and stay locked up in a PC room. Oh, and since she's rich and pretty like me, she could go to the club street near here and look at other guys. You're giving me a hard time here."

However, my mind tried to process that light question before anything else. To be honest, at this point, I was also curious about what Cha So-young was doing. So, even though the question itself was light, it was hard to open my mouth.

"It's obvious that a girl you've been dating for a month is thinking about calling you a guest. You know the saying that when your body grows distant, your heart grows distant too? This isn't about time or distance. Even if you're right next to her, if you can't reach out, it's all useless."

Bullshit. I was able to calm my mind by hearing those words that were babbled without knowing anything. However, the sound of my pounding heart was annoyingly hitting my ears.

Gulp, gulp. Yes. That hip that curves smoothly from side to side with the pelvis. That must be why my body is hot. That's how I judged my condition.

"Heh heh… As expected, this is it, every time you mention your girlfriend, it gets bigger inside you? You even groaned on your own before without putting it in. Didn't you know?"

Onarin said, tapping my belly button.

It got bigger? It was a long and troubling story. It would be more accurate to say that I didn't think about it in the first place. If it wasn't for the fact that I was about to ejaculate, it would mean that I was that excited. Moreover, I couldn't remember well because I was stimulated from various directions.

"It's the nature of people not to know their own bodies. So… Ah, yeah, already…! Heung, ahhhhhh…!!"

While I was thinking to myself, Onarin stopped caressing her nipples and grabbed the bed sheets tightly. She twisted her waist and squeezed her vaginal walls, and it seemed like she had orgasmed on her own.

As if a cat is stretching, her waist bends at a nearly right angle. The tightness of her vagina reaches its peak momentarily, squeezing out the fluid that has accumulated on her vaginal wall. The fluid flows out obediently in a slanted line, flowing down my shaft and stickily soaking my testicles.

A short and strong climax. Since I was still lacking in the sensation of ejaculation, I naturally raised my waist and responded to Onarin's climax.

"Whew…! Anyway, let's stop talking about this now. There is another reason, but… it's something we don't really need to talk about."

Onarin, who had been shaking her body, changed her position on top of my waist.

Slowly bending her upper body with careful movements, her sagging breasts spread out like water balloons starting from my nipples on my shoulder. Using her breasts as a cushion, her lips rest on my left ear. The two hands that have left wrinkles on the bedsheets gently tickle my nipples and ribs as they did a little while ago.

The hot breath flowing right in front of my ear gave me goosebumps.

"Haa… I feel your dick the best when you bend down at this angle. It feels like it fits perfectly inside my stomach."

"Ugh… Sister. That's okay, but please talk from a distance. Your breath will tickle my ear."

"Fuck. You're cute. Weren't you sad that you went alone? Your nipples reacted well, but your ear hole seems to be the most sensitive. I'll suck the other side soon."

Chook. Onarin gave me a deep kiss on my left ear. The sound of water filling my ear foreshadowed the pleasure that would surely be even greater than before. My nose naturally became rough. It was an inevitable reaction.

"Chuuruk, chuup, slurp…! Smack, smack…!"

The beginning was abrupt. A long tongue reminiscent of a snake swept across the earlobe from top to bottom, poking the ear hole. It drew ovals in shallow places like applying lip gloss, and sometimes dug into dizzying areas as if by mistake.

Slurp, slurp. Sometimes, she intentionally makes loud noises and kisses my entire ear with her lips, or sucks my earlobe. Her fingers, delicate and strong at the same time, flick my nipples gently.

The nipple, the left ear hole. As the copper-colored buttocks resumed their grinding, three erogenous zones were simultaneously stimulated. A process solely for pleasure. Our bodies were so close together that there wasn't much room to caress my nipple, but Onarin's fingers persistently touched my nipple.

"Ugh…! Heuk, ahh…! Shut up! Argh…! Hey, stop picking my ears!"

It was nearly impossible to hold back a moan. Even if it wasn't a moan, it was a plea, and there was nothing to say.

Even though it is a sensation I have experienced once, it remains unfamiliar and there is no room for adaptation. Among them, the tip of the tongue that makes my ear hole sticky. Even touching a shallow spot gives me goosebumps as if I had poured cold water on it, and because it is next to my eyes, my focus wavers and my vision flickers.

Even if I grab her shoulder and turn my head, one of the arms that had been touching my nipples will come up like a ghost and grab the back of my head. However, it doesn't have much force. The two hands on Onarin's shoulders. If you put strength into them and push them away, you should be able to escape easily.

"Oh my…!? Huh…! Hak, haak…! Hah…!"

Instead, I swayed my hips in time with the downward movement of Onarin's hips. I wrapped both arms around Onarin's lower back and bent my knees to support my waist.

When they collide, their flesh ripples greatly as if they are giving up their place. Their waists, which fit inside their arms, are also just the right amount of firmness. Perhaps it is because their bodies are softer than Cha So-young's. Even though their hip joints collide in opposite directions, they don't feel much pain.

Thud, thud. The strong piston strokes that push the uterus make a sound that is not the slightest bit neat. With each thrust into the uterus, the insertion becomes smoother, and the moisture that soaked the lower body is newly applied.

There's a lot of water. Maybe because they had sex twice in the same place, the mixture of saliva, love juice, and sweat seeped into the bed. From the stickiness of the sweat to the depth and curve of the vaginal wall. It's a body different from Cha So-young's in many ways.

"Ugh…! Ugh… This is the first time I've heard you angry. You always used to speak formally, but now you speak informally? Even your breathing is in sync!"

A sweet voice mixed with moans and a breath whispering in my ear. Even though the breath is light, it is stimulating. Perhaps, as Onarin said, my ears are sensitive and that is why I can feel it this much. Anyway, it doesn't matter now. I arch my back and surrender to the tickling pleasure.

"Ugh…! Hyuk-ah. Do you know that? It's hard for men to ejaculate multiple times like women. You're the weird one… You're special. Other men get tired after ejaculating once or twice."

What are you trying to say this time? Whether it was the previous world or the 'Gender Reversal' world, any high school senior would have that much knowledge from experience. You wouldn't be trying to treat me like a child now, would you? I'm trying to think of a special play.

Was it because I was thinking of something else? The moment of ejaculation was quickly approaching.

The tempo is fast, as expected. But even if I ejaculate this time, it doesn't seem like I'll die. When I had sex with Cha So-young, I was able to do it at least three times. There was no need to hold back the rising feeling of ejaculation. Even while saying that, Onarin's pussy honestly tightened.

"That's why you have to do your best in those one or two times. You fill each other up. The more a man feels good about receiving it, the more the woman wants to do for him. Of course, the opposite is also true."

Here it is. After finishing speaking, Onarin raised her waist. The hot heat that had been wrapping around his penis disappeared in vain. When Onarin straightened her right leg that had been kneeling, her body tilted, and the fluid connecting her vagina and my dick broke off as if waiting for the next turn.

My lost penis, still firmly erect, is pressed against Onarin's left thigh. It feels warm, but the ejaculation that has finally built up is slowly subsiding.

"… Sister?"

My slightly relaxed voice fully revealed the regretful feelings of my self-esteem gradually cooling down.

Their eyes, which had been wandering, meet each other again. Their heavy breathing, their eyes filled with the meaning of wanting to taste the body of the opposite sex in front of them right now. It's the same as mine.

No. One thing is different. The smiling lips contrasting with the disheveled face. But that alone doesn't explain it. Why all of a sudden?

"You don't have to look at it like that. I'm not trying to bother you. Do you want to fight quickly too?"

Need I say more? I nodded and answered.