SIDE STORY 3 (Part 5)

“…….”

She sucked in a small breath. Calmly, Dian poured oil onto his palms and divided it between both hands. The oiled hands touched both sides of her thighs.

“Mmm…”

Gently stroking the sensitive inner flesh, he applied the oil. There was fat here and there. The tingling sensation deep between her thighs intensified, then flared up.

“Chubby.”

He called her chubby sometimes.

I’m not chubby……. 

She shook her head.

“Did you just call me chubby?”

“……I’m not sure…….”

As his hands approached, all her attention focused there. His fingertips touched the indentation that marked the border between her thighs and her p*ssy. The mixed fl*ids and oil blended seamlessly without any discomfort. Both were clear, slippery, and shiny.

Ohh…

As his hands moved away in the opposite direction, spreading her thighs wide, she couldn’t tell if he was meticulously applying the oil or trying to tease her. She was eagerly awaiting his touch… she shivered slightly, expressing pl*asure.

“Haha.”

Dian immediately responded with an innocent laugh. His un-oiled backhand touched her p*ssy. Moving up and down, he was checking how wet she was. The tender flesh on the left and right sides, and the cl*t between the cracks, stroked vertically, causing her to tingle with pl*asure and dripping with juices.

“Mmm, I like it…”

“You like it?”

His hand flipped over, his fingertips caressing the wet flesh. Even the inner flesh was now as dark as the ar*ola. His fingers traced a straight line from the cl*toris to the entrance smoothly. With abundant juices, oil was unnecessary here. Stimulating various pl*asure points, he explored the slippery surface.

“Ahh…”

Deepening the intimate valley, his middle finger pressed against her cl*t. When he firmly rotated it counterclockwise, a delightful sensation spread immediately.

While his right hand stimulated her cl*toris, his left hand came up to caress the plump br*asts, teasing the n*pples. Simultaneously stimulating the red, round, sensitive points above and below, her mind became hazy.

“Mmm, mmm, oh…”

Dian knew what she liked, matching and stimulating her as if m*sturbating on her behalf, but still much better. All she had to do was enjoy it, while his hand applied a steady, consistent pressure. It was both physically and mentally arousing to be touched by someone else’s hands, not hers.

As the movements of his hands continued, the pl*asure increased, and her posture became disheveled. Leaning the back of her head against Dian’s shoulder, she pulled her chin down to look below.

His arms and hands enveloped her body. The rounded br*asts and belly, covered in oil, glistened with a sheen. The oil poured out and was not fully absorbed, coating the surface. The insides of her spread thighs looked similar, and the wettest place was definitely between her thighs.

Juices continuously flowed out, mixing with the touch of his hands. The whole area was filled with a transparent and slippery l*quid, reminiscent of a newborn chick in an egg.

“Ha, Dian…….”

There was a squelching sound as the fl*ids mingled between his fingertips and her cl*toris.

“Yes, my dear Rienn.”

His affectionate voice tickled her ears. At the same time, his c*ck had been pressing against her lower back since earlier. As if responding to its desire, her hips wriggled and twitched.

It felt so good even now, but she couldn’t bear the feeling of not being penetrated any longer. She slipped out of his embrace and turned around to face him completely, removing the robe entirely.

“I want to be on top.”

Even though their eyes met as she said this, she could feel the imposing presence beneath her.

“Alright, just a moment.”

Dian stretched out his long arm and opened the bedside table drawer. He retrieved something essential for insertion, although not particularly pleasant.

“…”

They were black rings.

These rings, shaped like donuts with a hole in the center, were meant to be placed around Dian’s sh*ft to prevent deep penetration during pregnancy. Each ring, a few finger widths in height, allowed for adjustment of the insertion depth. The number of rings used was inversely proportional to the insertion depth, meaning that with each ring added, the available area for penetration decreased.

He skillfully put on the rings one by one. As the stretchy cushion material expanded, the area under the sh*ft was filled. It was similar to stacking rings on a baby’s toy or stacking rings on a vertical pole.

One, two, three, four… the rings went up one after another on his colossal sh*ft, diminishing the area available for insertion. As she gazed at them with a sense of melancholy, Dian, who had seen her face, burst into laughter.

“Hahaha.”

“Why?”

“Your expression… why is it so adorable?”

She couldn’t help but laugh. She looked at his hand to see if he was going to pile on another one, but she couldn’t bear it anymore…

No more…….

“Should we skip this?”

She nodded immediately.

“Yeah, let’s stop here…”

“Okay.”

Dian set aside the rings and lay down, taking his place. She felt a rush of urgency at this moment of paused stimulation. Quickly, she shifted one leg to the opposite side and straddled him, grasping his thighs with her hands.

“You insert it.”

“Yeah.”

Dian grasped his shackled c*ck and placed the gl*ns at the center of her exposed v*gina. Soon, he entered slowly, spreading the opening little by little. Though the sh*ft widened her passage, it didn’t penetrate deeply.

Disappointing…

There was so much of both her v*gina and his shaft left, but they couldn’t connect further. With relatively shallow penetration, he started moving.

Arching her pelvis backward, he withdrew until only the gl*ns remained, then pushed forward as deeply as possible. He rhythmically moved her pelvis back and forth, rubbing against her inner walls.

“Mmm, mmm…”

Because of her position, she was leaning back, exposing her voluptuous stomach and br*asts. Dian, lying down with his upper body raised, watched her intently, massaging her br*asts with his hands and rubbing her n*pples with his thumbs.

Her face contorted as a jolt of pleasure shot up and down her body. He made a C-shape with his hands and squeezed the ar*olas several times as if he were milking them. Sure enough, no milk has come out yet. The baby had to be born first…

“Mmm…….”

His hands moved down to her belly and gently caressed it. Feeling the loving touch, she automatically moved her pelvis in sync. She concentrated on the front of the passage, where the gl*ns and part of the shaft were not so deep.

“…….”

Her body remembered the sensation of deep penetration before pregnancy.

The sensation of the fleshy shaft entering deeply, spreading and filling her, the tip meeting the end of her passage and occasionally probing deeper from there.

She couldn’t forget the pleasure from that time, which she couldn’t experience for several months after pregnancy, and wouldn’t for several more months to come. Frustrated and disappointed, she tried to insert as deeply as possible, but the black rings bounced her v*ginal walls. 

Damn it…

“This…….”

“Huh?”

“Can’t you take one more ring off?”

“Hmm…”

Dian looked reluctant.

After acclimatizing me with such a long and thick p*nis……. You’re responsible for making me unsatisfied with shallow penetration.

“Don’t you want to go a little deeper?”

She whispered seductively, but he didn’t budge.

“Of course, I’m disappointed too, but going deeper could be risky.”

“…”

She nodded, not wanting to be irresponsible.

“You’ve been doing well so far, Rienn. It won’t be long before we can do it deeply again, but you can do well now, right?”

“I don’t know…”

Dian said it won’t be long then, but she felt a sense of urgency.

“You can do it well.”

He reassured her as he teased her n*pples. She didn’t have a choice, anyway, even if her body wanted to go deeper. Dian had to put it in, and he was unwavering. She hated the black rings… Nevertheless, with regret, she continued the back-and-forth motion.

“Ah…”

As the stimulation continued, a hand found her cl*toris and teased it. Moving her pelvis back and forth, the hand followed suit, providing simultaneous stimulation to her inner walls and cl*toris, which felt good in a shallow way. The juices flowed endlessly, lubricating the shaft and the black rings.