The hard teeth playfully bit her protruding n*pple, then soothed it with soft lips, bringing an intensely tingling pleasure that made her body tremble. As her head slowly tilted backward, moans dissolved in lust mixed with the cries escaping through her parted teeth.

The fabric pushed between her private parts was already soaking wet, with fluids seeping out. 

Serena’s waist twisted and jerked at the unfamiliar sensation of thick liquid repeatedly trickling down between her thighs.

She had never imagined such hot fluid could flow out so abundantly. Her face burned bright red with embarrassment at the thought of a grown adult wetting her underwear. Her eyes, rippling with shame, wandered precariously without focus.

‘This is strange. Stop, please stop…’

Everything terrified her, from the chilling pleasure spreading through her body to the lower opening that twitched involuntarily against her will. 

Each time the fingers rubbing between her flesh mounds brushed against her swollen cl*toris, moans burst out unconsciously and fluid gushed from her twitching opening.

The man who had been sucking her br*ast like a nursing baby, suddenly raised his head and snickered. His gaze, tilting his head curiously, moved downward.

“Your p*ssy seems to be swelling a bit, hmm?”

She wanted to cover her ears at the vulgar word, but her arms, bound by invisible forces, wouldn’t move according to her will. When he spread her underwear that clung to her wet skin, the transparent fluid that had pooled stretched into long threads.

The man’s soaked fingers caressed the excited mound and wedged between the slippery crevice. 

The smooth, tender flesh was pressed in various directions by his unrefined finger movements. Like someone savoring a taste, wet, sticky sounds played loudly between her private parts.

“Why are you, mmm, why are you, haa…”

When her thin, yearning voice scolded the man manipulating her while unable to swallow her moans, his fingers probed even deeper inside. When he firmly pressed her protruding cl*toris, Serena gasped and her waist jerked up roughly.

“It’s difficult when you talk like that.”

“Ah, aah, huh, mmm. Aah.”

She writhed under his merciless rubbing that precisely targeted her cl*toris, gasping at the surging pleasure. Her breathing grew increasingly short, and her moans only grew louder.

The precarious sensation of almost reaching climax ignited her lust. The ticklish s*xual sensation exploded like fireworks through her veins. 

Her closed eyes began to flash white, her mind went blank for a moment, and a strong floating sensation enveloped her entire body.

“Ah, ahh, haaah…”

Like someone had poured cold water all over her body, the sensitively heated sensations disappeared instantly into coldness. 

Her heart sank, and only rough, broken breaths that couldn’t even become moans escaped her narrowed throat. Experiencing climax for the first time, she convulsed, her limbs trembling.

“Whew, don’t you look just like a worm on the verge of death?”

The man, leaning toward her ear, delivered this brief observation. Her body, completely drained of strength and limp, was supported by an invisible force preventing her from collapsing. 

Her legs, unable to properly support her, kept buckling. The remaining tremors still burned her s*xual desire like lingering embers.

“I, I…”

Staring blankly into space, Serena mumbled unintelligibly. The man, who had been lightly licking his fingers wet with her fluids, smiled at her murmuring and bent down. A gentle hand brushed back her sweat-soaked hair.

“I came here because you called me.”

“No, no. That’s a lie.”

“How could it be? This is a dream you desired and created.”

The faceless man lowered his head. As the approaching darkness drew near, seemingly about to kiss her, black smoke engulfed her. The force supporting her body instantly vanished, and Serena continued falling into an endless void.

* * *

“Ah!”

The figure on the bed rose violently. Her shoulders heaved roughly up and down, like someone who had just had a nightmare. Serena felt her body with both hands. Though slightly disheveled from sleep, her slip was properly draped over her body.

“A dream, it was a dream.”

Her head, which had been dull with a stiff pressure, gradually began to clear. Wiping her drenched forehead, Serena surveyed her surroundings with eyes now accustomed to the darkness.

The bedroom appeared largely unchanged from before she fell asleep. Both the window and door remained firmly shut. When she got out of bed and pushed the blanket away further, something fell to the floor with a thud.

“The book…”

It was that suspicious book she had been reading before falling asleep. Instantly recalling the intense sensations from earlier, she wrapped her arms around herself and sank down.

Her br*asts ached from being sucked all night, the sensation too vivid to be merely a dream. Hiding her feelings of despair, she felt her br*asts with her hand. Her n*pples had hardened, their round traces visibly protruding through her slip, perhaps from rubbing against the fabric.

Serena bit her lip. With trembling hands, she picked up the book and opened it. Once again, the book naturally opened to the page she had last read.

There was a description of ‘a woman’ being forcibly molested by someone and reaching climax. The content matched exactly what she had just dreamed, if only the subject were changed. Dropping the book with a thud, Serena covered her mouth to stifle a scream.

[Her first experience of pleasure. She trembled at the sweet climax she had secretly desired while desperately denying her obscene lust.]

The sentence written at the end of the paragraph remained etched in her mind.

‘This is a dream you desired and created.’

The man’s voice whispering like a demon.

The thought that it might be a confession from her unconscious made her disgustingly revolted with herself.

Tears of indecipherable meaning rolled down Serena’s cheeks. Her trembling lips quivered uncontrollably.