I Became the Wrong Race

241 – Lorian (3)

Originally, a virgin’s vag*na was not in a good shape to accept foreign objects.

They are closed tightly and their senses are not sufficiently developed, so they only experience pain when they accept foreign objects.

Usually, for a virgin, you have to start by treating her well. Lorian shouldn’t be much different.

However, even as Llewelyn was pressing down on her body, the pure white cloth pressed against her stomach and she was moaning.

Even as the tip of Llewelyn’s penis and her glans dug in, Lorian was busy letting out hot breath, soaked in pleasure rather than her pain.

The pleasure that comes with it. Llewelyn let out a sigh of relief without realizing it, feeling such intense pleasure that it felt like her eyes were sparkling.

She just inserted her glans, but the pleasure she felt was extraordinary. Even for Llewelyn, who had some experience with women, it was a surprising level.

First of all, the tightness in my vag*na was quite severe. She was squeezing me as if I was going to eat her, but perhaps because she was a blood relative, her grip was better than that of Isla Melody, who had limited strength.

The only person I can compare to is my sister. Lu Welin thought of Lu Silla’s vag*na and pushed it into her with force starting from her glans.

With a leaky moan, her face covered in Lorian’s semen vomits out a moan. As Llewelyn watched Rory Anne clenching and unclenching her teeth, she thought honestly.

Lorian’s vag*na, vag*nal pressure, and its shape are more than just Lucilla.

She is a born woman, and is even superior to Lucilla, who is at an overwhelming level.

That meant only one thing. The curse of becoming a’woman’is that it turned Lorian’s body into an’ideal woman’.

Additionally, manipulation of the blood flow of her blood relatives also played a role. Llewellyn squeezed her penis tightly, covering her front, back, left, right, top and bottom, and drooled as he felt her writhing her flesh her her her her.

She felt good. It was only for a moment, but to the point where her waist she came off her and I had to tremble and put her waist back on. Llewellyn let out a long breath as she held Lorian’s trembling thighs.

She couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t bear it. I don’t know if Laurian was hoping for it, but she was sticking her penis into Laurian’s hole and panting.

It was a penis soaked in semen. Considering that Lorian was menstruating, this act was very dangerous.

She could have gotten pregnant. And if you get pregnant…

‘Why not?’

It was only for a moment, but Llewelyn’s reason became clouded. Llewelyn made eye contact with Lorian, who was crushed beneath her.

The blurred red eyes her her she were wet and cloudy with pleasure. It felt like something in Llewelyn was falling apart.

The fact that we are blood relatives, originally asexual, and friends.

It didn’t come to mind. Llewellyn’s penis slowly digs in. Her eyes flutter open and a moan escapes her as Lorian’s mouth opens and he tilts her neck.

Her eyes are blurred and she is panting with an expression of insignificance. Llewellyn crushed Laurian and pushed his penis her her all the way into her.

She Forcibly splits the flesh that is trying to close with the penis and reaches the deepest part.

Because it was soaked with her her love juice a clanking sound was heard just by inserting it, and Llewellyn knew that there was a risk of pregnancy for Lorian if he inserted a penis soaked with semen.

She couldn’t suppress it. She had a strange feeling that her reason was clouded. Only instinct and sexual desire remained.

A feeling as if the fascination was coming back. Llewelyn took a deep breath and pushed into her her roots her her her, savoring her her flesh her her her.

The vag*na is tightening right next to the root, and is wriggling and adapting to the shape of Llewelyn’s penis.

And the end of the vag*na that felt like it was throbbing as it accepted her glans located along Llewelyn’s straight pillar.

There was also a uterine opening that Llewellyn had stimulated a little while ago. Llewellyn thought that without her knowledge of her, Lorian’s womb her was waiting for semen.

What was included was unexpected. It could not be seen as a rational action. However, Llewellyn was unable to remove her penis, which had already been inserted into her.

She knew what would happen if she arched her back to pull out. That’s why I endured it.

“Lee, Elin…”

With her loose tongue Lorian calls Llewelyn. As she called, Lorian licked the hand that rested on my cheek with a dazed expression.

It was a hand covered in her semen. Llewellyn felt something break inside her as she watched Lorian greedily licking up her cum.

“Huh… !”

Her her back her her her moves her. She couldn’t bear it anymore. Llewellyn stretched out her waist.

Her her vag*na her her her, which she was naturally holding on and trying not to fall, was forced open and turned over by her glans her her or the pillar of her penis her her her.

A feeling of intense pleasure that comes naturally. Lorian was panting and groaning profanely.

In the meantime, the meat is tightly and rhythmically tightened. Llewelyn slumped her waist forward without realizing it as her breath her her her her escaped.

With a thud, Laurie Anne’s body shakes and her uterus is crushed. Although he wasn’t really crushed, Lorian felt a shock that felt as if his entire body had been crushed, even though it was only for a moment.

Instead of pain, what fills the place is intense pleasure. A pleasure so intense that it feels as if the pain of your entire body being crushed has been replaced with pleasure. With the tide leaking out, Lorian gritted his teeth and shed tears.

It was an unbearable stimulus. This was true for both Llewelyn and Lorian. Llewelyn felt the flesh wrapping around her as if it were her, her hand, and she pulled her waist back and repeatedly thrust into her.

The uterus is pressed down, the vag*nal meat is split with the glans, and the vag*nal wall is rubbed with the end of the glans urethra, filling the inside with pre-cum.

Lorian was panting and thrashing at the movement, and convulsed as if he was going to faint, but he repeated tightening and loosening rhythmically in accordance with Llewelyn’s waist movements.

It was a type of sensation I had never experienced before.

Something hard, thick, and hot just rattles the inside.

In reality, it should be no different from a heated knife, but Lorian’s behavior is so adorable that I can’t stand it.

I felt good again.

She even liked the sight of Llewell Lin hanging on her naked body and patting her her waist her her. When the pre-cum, which had entered the uterus, flooded and filled the space between the vag*nal openings, Lorian had to scream and scream in satisfaction.

Lorian noticed something strange after Llewelyn’s movements her her gradually became rougher and what was supposed to be her skills her her her she disappeared.

I was literally moving my waist back and forth repeatedly and vigorously. Unable to close his eyes, Lorian lifted his head, holding the blanket in his hands while filling the room with vulgar words.

I felt like I was suffocating. Although this is a race that does not die even when suffocated, Lorian raised his head and let out a groan with a strong sense of crisis.

At the same time, the penis, pushed all the way to the root, twitches. The testicles, which are closely attached to the bottom of the vag*nal opening, also wriggle and expel something made inside along the penis.

“Ah, huh, haha…”

Then, to my surprise, I felt satisfied. Lorian let out a heated breath and trembled, and felt Llewelyn’s penis tremble in front of her womb.

I had a strange feeling of something foreign. Lorian’s shoulders trembled and he unconsciously looked down at his stomach hers.

An organ that produces blood every time you menstruate.

Something was entering my uterus. A bodily fluid that is hot and foreign, but by providence must naturally return there.

Lorian doesn’t know, but it was semen. The seed of life is still overflowing from the urethra and pouring into Lorian’s womb.

At the same time, it is food that a ‘blood knight’ like Lorian and a ‘woman’ can feast on.

A feeling of fulfillment and satiety welled up within her. The amount of calories was incomparable to when she simply sucked blood.

As if the fight could continue even if the original implementation was used. Lorian sighed heavily, her heart pounding.

Lorian blinked her blank eyes and looked up at Llewelyn.

The homunculus and her master looking at Lorian with her gray eyes, her hair disheveled with sweat.

And maybe.

The man who is the ‘father’ that Lorian must love.

When Lorian thought about it, she found herself stretching out her hand.

There were no words. Lorian just had a blank expression on his face, and even his hair, which he usually tied up, was loose and disheveled.

In that way, he covered Llewelyn’s cheeks. She didn’t do anything, and then she locked eyes with Llewelyn.

She didn’t ask for a kiss or ask for blood. Rather, she wanted a new kind of nourishment to fill her insides.

I desperately hoped. But more than that, when Lorian saw Llewelyn’s face her, she couldn’t help but smile.

“… Lorian.”

She gently raises the corners of her mouth and smiles. Llewelyn couldn’t bear to see that.

“Ah.”

Turn Lorian’s body over. She lay down on her stomach on the bed, and Llewelyn climbed on top of her.

A sufficiently large hips and well-curved buttocks are visible. In between, you can see her vag*nal opening her dripping with semen.

It is a new product that has aged well to accept Llewelyn’s penis since her body changed. She pressed her body against Llewellyn, thinking to herself that she was made just for her.

“Ah, ha…”

Just touching the glans to her her vag*nal opening lets her out a lewd moan.

But she is different from what happened a moment ago. It’s because the positions are different. Lorian knew it through her instincts even without her knowledge of her.

She gently lifted her waist to make it easier for Llewelyn to insert it.

It was an instinct that she took into her own hands by becoming the ‘ideal woman’. It was a small consideration that Llewellyn could not have known.

When Llewelyn found out that Lorian, whom she had no knowledge of, had done this, she was so excited that she had no answer.

He pushes her penis, which has become hard from stiff, into her. Parting her vag*na from the head of her her glans her her her. Lorian curled her toes in time with the movement, and when it hit her cervix, she let out a whooshing sound and let out a long moan with the lingering feeling of climax.

Is this really a blood knight? Llewelyn sat down on her back with a thought that came to her mind at that moment.

A moan leaks out. Llewelyn pressed against Lorian’s vag*na her her, penetrating her from behind.

Lorian, crushed under her Llewelyn’s weight her her her, could not even resist. She subconsciously tries to close her legs her her hers, but her her her her her Llewelyn’s knees her her her push out her and she can’t close them.

All she had to do was open her eyes wide and let out a moan that could not keep her mouth open as Llewelyn placed her hand in her mouth, and endured the long, rapid strokes from the opening of her cervix to the opening of her vag*na her.

A persistent and greedy movement. With every move Llewelyn made, Lorian’s sanity faded and it came back again and again.

As far as I could tell, she lost consciousness twice with a single movement of her waist. Sometimes, when I was in a really good mood, I went up to three times.

As it is pushed in, the vag*na is forcibly split and the orgasm occurs, causing the woman to lose consciousness for a moment. The shock of hitting the cervix wakes her up and she gently presses the tip of the vag*na with the glans, letting out a cry and losing consciousness again.

As she woke up and fainted repeatedly, Lorian was smiling even while crying.

She felt so good that it made her laugh, but it was so intense that she started to whine and beg without even realizing it.

Even when I tell him to stop hurting and that he’s going crazy, he doesn’t listen. Instead, when Lorian narrowed her legs and tried to close them, Llewelyn gently pressed Lorian’s body down.

Rather, her legs were narrowed and the tightness of her vag*na she was good. It was good originally, but it was difficult to compare. Llewelyn placed her her body her on Lorian’s her back her her her, planted her nose on the top of Lorian’s head her her, and moved only her waist up and down.

Lorian’s thin clothes her were crushed between her her skin her her her her, and Llewelyn’s hands her pushed her into her her, teasing her her her her her breasts her her her her her.

Breasts that are neither too big nor too small. Her breasts, which could rightly be called proper, were being crushed in Llewelyn’s hands her.

It’s like mating with animals. Even though Lorian had no knowledge, he had the exact impression that he was like an animal.

Even Llewelyn was like that. She is like a beast. It’s dirty. And yet she can’t stop. Her her back she won’t stop. Llewellyn plunged her phallus without mercy into the lewd flesh of the blood knight who served her thoroughly.

Crack, crack, tsk, tsk, tsk!

The obscene sound of water rang out. A stain spread on Lorian’s skirt her, and a fishy, obscene odor wafted from Lorian and Llewelyn’s bodies.

The result of love juice, semen, and pre-cum mixed together indiscriminately. Even though she was able to get pregnant, it was the result of randomly thrusting her penis and shaking her body as if she was trying to get her squire and subordinate her pregnant.

In the absence of any reason, Lorian suddenly hugged his pillow and closed his eyes. What I feel is the pleasure and faint awareness that comes with strong waist movements.

How did it come to this? Lorian thought that was a good thing, but without realizing it, he lifted her buttocks to receive Llewelyn’s penis.

It felt good. But more than feeling good, Lorian realized that something that had been suppressing him and festering inside him was gone.

Only then did Lorian realize what he had been hoping for and what he had been wanting.

She wanted to be like this with Llewelyn.

She wanted to be used by Llewelyn as a tool, to be forcibly held in his arms and used.

Just like now, I wanted to scream and cry at every move, forgetting about the dignity of a knight due to the intense pleasure.

And so it happened. As Lorian struggled with her intense pleasure, she happily accepted the fact that Llewelyn was crushing her weight.

It’s no different than when I first wrote her origin implementation of her. She liked being used by Llewelyn and treated like a tool.

Despite her harsh treatment, rather than breaking her heart, she secretly felt good about it. She thought that was the way she treated her knight.

‘No, that’s not it.’

Lorian was desperately hoping for that. From a source hidden in Lorian’s blood, it was desperately hoped that would happen.

So Lorian was happy now. She unconsciously spread her legs, and as Llewelyn felt Lorian struggling to take in the full length of her penis, she wrapped her arms around his waist.

He plunges into her waist with the intention of impregnating her. The sounds of sloshing and sloshing of Lorian’s clothes her hers, soaked with her her hands her hers, love juices, semen and sweat, mingled with each other, and Lorian felt Llewelyn’s her of hand her her her caressing her her womb her her over her her lower abdomen her her her.

I smiled.

Something big is coming. I can’t bear it anymore. The moment Lorian’s eyes widened.

Snap!

Llewellyn’s penis reached its deepest point, spilling out her semen.

Semen pours out with such force that it can be called an explosion, filling the uterus. Lorian felt the semen seeing into her womb, reaching every single cell within it.

Something that should never happen to a blood relative.

A result she can achieve because she has become the ideal woman. Lorian did n’t know its name her her her, but she knew her her body her her her.

It was pregnancy.

She took Llewelyn’s seed and sowed it on the ground, tilting her lascivious face to the side to look at her master.

“Well…”

The words that came out were not good words to say to the owner.

But Llewelyn didn’t care. He gritted his teeth and tore off the dress that was wrapped around Lorian’s body.

Lorian was happy. Even at the moment when she completely lost consciousness.