Beautiful Yuri Couple Surrender to the Cock - Chapter 25

"…She hasn't messaged me."

Rika sat on the edge of her bed, staring down at her smartphone. Having just stepped out of the bath, her dyed blonde hair was damp and dark with moisture. The way the water droplets trailed down her slender, elegant physique was undeniably alluring.

Her mind was occupied by her precious lover, Mai. Usually, Mai messaged her so frequently it was almost annoying. That was true even on school days, so it was especially the case during long holiday weekends. They usually spent their days together and talked on the phone late into the night. And yet, even though it was already Sunday, she hadn't received a single notification.

"…Did she say she had plans?"

Rika tilted her head. No matter how close they were, there were times when they didn't communicate—trips back home or family events, for instance. But they always made it a point to let each other know beforehand. Since there had been no such report, this should have been a normal weekend for Mai.

"…Did she get caught up in some kind of trouble?"

The thought occurred to her. If that were the case, it would explain the silence. If Mai were in a situation where she wanted to reach out but couldn't…

"…No, probably not."

Rika quickly dismissed the fear. Mai might act like a ditz, but she was surprisingly sharp. It wasn't just academic ability; she had a real "street-smart" wisdom for navigating life. Besides, her apartment had top-tier security. Rika had visited many times as her lover; there was a 24-hour concierge and an ironclad auto-lock system. The only danger would be the commute back to the condo, but…

"…Eiji-kun is with her, so she'll be fine."

Rika felt a sense of relief remembering the classmate who had gone with Mai. They hadn't known each other long, so she didn't "trust" him per se, but his massive frame and the thick, masculine muscles no woman could ever possess were reassuring. Rika figured that as long as a "man's man" like him was by her side, it would take an actual army to do her any harm. Even if all the boys in their class attacked at once, Eiji looked like he could handle it.

The idea that he might be the one to turn his "fangs" on Mai…

"…No."

She shook her head, rejecting the thought. Eiji was kind. He had forgiven Rika’s own rudeness with incredible ease. More than that, he had shown her genuine consideration. He was a man, so he couldn't be fully trusted, but he was a rare specimen who Rika actually found she could communicate with. There was no way he would do anything to hurt Mai.

"…I'll just see her tomorrow."

With that thought, Rika laid down on her bed. She would just ask Mai about everything tomorrow. And when she saw him, she’d give Eiji a polite greeting as well. Content with that plan, Rika closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep… completely unaware that at that very moment, her lover was being driven to the brink of total collapse.

If only Rika had headed to Mai’s condo then. If only she had at least tried to call her. But those are things one can only say in hindsight. To expect the best possible course of action from her now would be far too cruel.

Day 3: Sunday.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah... ❤️"

In a corner of a luxury high-rise—a place no student should logically be able to afford alone—lay Mai’s room. Inside, the intermittent, short moans of Rika’s lover and the squelching, wet sounds of stirred arousal echoed obscenely. Though the apartment was spacious, it was filled with a staggering density of humid heat and the heavy scent of sex.

It made sense. They had spent the entire long weekend holed up in this room, doing nothing but joining their bodies. Aside from eating and the briefest moments of sleep, they had been having sex non-stop. …Actually, they stayed joined even while eating, passing food between their mouths as they continued. Even while they slept, Eiji’s member remained housed within Mai. Like primates who had just discovered the concept of pleasure, they repeated the act without rest.

The girl who looked down on men and had zero experience with them was gone. The woman now radiating a dazed, cloying eroticism was one who had been thoroughly taught the reality of "man."

She was currently sitting in Eiji’s lap in a "Reverse Cowgirl" position, though they weren't actually joined at the moment. Mai was drenched in a heavy sweat, leaning her limp back against Eiji’s rugged chest. Her guard was completely down. Or rather, she had no choice but to let it down. The stamina required to maintain any kind of vigilance had been utterly drained by Eiji’s relentless defilement. Unlike Rika, Mai didn't play sports; she had very little physical endurance to begin with. After three days of being hammered non-stop, it was only natural that she was too exhausted to even care.

The old Mai would have hated having her sweat smelled; she wanted to be the "Perfectly Cute Mai Terui" at all times in front of men. But her mind was so boiled and fatigued that she had forgotten those inhibitions. Even when Eiji lifted her arms to sniff her tart scent and lick away the accumulated sweat, she felt nothing but pleasure.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah... ❤️"

The reason she continued to moan even in this state was because Eiji was relentlessly toying with her. He had forced her legs open, making her shamelessly display her sodden center. Her somewhat dense pubic hair was matted and sticky. That pure, innocent place that had never known a man had, over the course of these three days, completely yielded to him and was now thoroughly loosened.

With her legs spread wide, she was subjected to an obsessive "hand-job." Every time he stirred her and brought out more fluids with a wet sounds, the limp Mai could do nothing but quiver and let out breathless gasps. While one hand probed her interior, Eiji’s other hand moved to her magnificent chest. Her G-cup breasts were a rarity most men would never see in person. Eiji handled them with a sense of total ownership, kneading them without a hint of restraint.

Her chest was also slick with sweat, her skin humid to the touch. When he ran his fingers through her cleavage or under the swell of her breasts, his hands came away soaked. Most might find it off-putting, but the sweat of a beautiful girl like Mai was purely a turn-on. He gripped the heavy, sweat-shimmering mounds quite firmly. Though the pressure distorted them enough to cause a twinge of pain, Mai simply translated that into pleasure and let drool trail from her lip.

"Ngh... hiee... ❤️"

When he gave her painfully erect nipple a sharp pinch, her spine bucked. A spray of warm fluid shot out from her center, hitting Eiji’s hand. Neither of them even reacted to it anymore. They had spent three days in this cycle. Between the squirting and the losing of control... they had repeated it until their sense of morality had vanished entirely.

"Ahouu! ❤️ Kuhyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh! ❤️"

Eiji pushed the climaxing Mai even further. Parting her matted hair, he found her hard, throbbing center and gave it a sharp pinch with his fingers. Mai was plunged into another staggering, deep peak. Her eyes rolled back, drool trailing from between her gritted teeth. She slammed her back against Eiji’s chest, her entire body shaking with irregular tremors. Her G-cup breasts wobbled wildly, and her stomach was so tight her abdominal muscles were visible. The tension reached her toes as she arched her back, standing on her very tips. The fine sweat she’d been wearing erupted into a heavy drench once more. For a long time, Mai stayed there with her eyes and mouth wide open, unable to breathe, before finally going limp as if she had died.

"Ghh... I can't believe... you did that with just your fingers...!"

Mai grimaced in frustration. Until just a few days ago, she truly believed sex with Rika was the pinnacle and that she had no need for men. But that had been overwritten. Her philosophy, and her very body…

Eiji watched her while drinking from a water bottle he’d picked up.

"Want some?" 

"…I do."

He handed the bottle over. Drinking from it would be an indirect kiss, but it was a bit late to worry about that. They had been doing far more than that for days. As long as our lips don't touch in a real kiss, I'm still safe, she thought. Using that flimsy excuse, Mai opened the cap and quenched her thirst. Having leaked so much, her body craved the hydration, and she soon forgot all about the "kiss" as she gulped the water down.

"Man, the smell in here is intense. It's practically suffocating." 

"Pwah... that’s because you wouldn't let me go shower. Not my problem."

Mai glared at him. She had tried to head for the bathroom multiple times. Since she wanted to be the cutest thing in the world to men, she was hyper-sensitive about her scent. But after being stopped and defiled non-stop, even Mai had grown a bit "feral." Her body was a map of sweat, semen, saliva, and arousal that had dried and been reapplied over hours, creating a powerful musk—but she didn't care. If he was the type of man to be repulsed by that, he wouldn't have been hammering her this long in the first place.

"Well, I don't exactly hate the smell, so it's fine. Alright, get on all fours and point that ass at me. Let’s do it from behind." 

"…Still going? You really are a monkey."

Despite her words, Mai obeyed, turning her rear toward him. Her plush, meaty buttocks and her messy, over-stirred center were laid bare. Her voluptuous body had fallen so far that she didn't even hesitate to show herself like this. Eiji smirked and drove his hips forward once more.

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