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My Sex Life in Anime Reversed World

A nerd with skill issues getting girls found himself transmigrated into an anime fusion world, but to his surprise, it’s a gender reversal world where the positions of men and women are flipped. It’s women who are responsible for work, while males take care of the household. Females have a higher sexual drive and are more dominant in society, while males are expected to be meek and submissive. Well, at least, it was easy for our nerd MC to get the girl in this world, considering his loser status in his past life. What could possibly go wrong?

Great_Darkness · Komik
Peringkat tidak cukup
21 Chs

The Beginning of Something Wholesome

"Hayasaka-kun..." She panted heavily, her breath ragged and uneven. .

Kaguya's complexion was no longer cold or arrogant as it had been moments before when everything seemed under her control.

Instead, her face was flushed, rosy, and heavy with affection as she gazed at me. Her burning lust was unmistakable, impossible to contain any longer as she pressed her lips against mine once again, desperate to regain control. But I didn't let her. I fought back, wrestling for dominance in a kiss that neither of us was willing to surrender. Fiercely, we kissed in the cramped confines of the school locker, our bodies pressed tightly together.

My hand reached down, grazing the smooth fabric of her black stockings. I stroked them with deliberate care, savoring every inch of her skin beneath the fabric. The sensation heightening the intensity of our passion.

Her body shuddered under my touch, and I could feel her breath hitch against my lips.

The kiss grew even more fervent, teetering on the edge of losing control. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, her chest pressing against mine.

Her legs, soft and smooth beneath her skirt, wrapped around my waist, locking me in place. The pressure of her thighs squeezed against my hardened erection, driving me wild with lust and need.

I groaned softly into the kiss, my hand instinctively gripping her waist tightly.

The thin fabric of her school uniform crumpled beneath my fingers as I lifted her slightly off the ground, worried that her careless movements might cause her to fall.

I could feel her soft moans vibrating against my lips, driving me further into the haze of lust that clouded my mind. Her taste, her scent, her warmth—it was overwhelming, consuming me entirely.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as if she couldn't get enough.

I let my other hand roam up her thigh, slowly inching higher, teasing the edge of her skirt as I lifted it.

My touch was deliberate, my fingers grazing her bare skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

Her body trembled in response, her legs tightening around me.

I could feel her need as clearly as my own.

Just when I thought I could take her right there, her hand shot down and grabbed mine, halting me in my tracks.

She pulled back from the kiss, her breathing rapid and uneven, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to speak, and I waited patiently, curious about what she would say.

"Not here, Hayasaka-kun... I want our first night to be special," she finally said, her tone serious, a stark contrast to her earlier lustful advances. I nodded in understanding, and she released herself from my neck, slowly unwinding her legs from around my waist, and stepped back, fixing her disheveled uniform and straightening her collar.

"Shall we go?" she asked, her voice now calm and filled with warmth.

She extended her hand towards me, her smile brimming with joy and happiness that was unmistakably directed at me. I was momentarily stunned, captivated by this new side of Kaguya. I had never seen her smile so brightly, so full of genuine joy.

A question lingered in my mind.

Was the previous owner of this body impotent? How could he waste a girl like this?

Impotence must be the only explanation!

Without hesitation, I reached out and took her hand. She pulled me closer, leaning her slender frame against my shoulder as we walked side by side, our footsteps in sync.

As surreal as it felt to me, getting Kaguya's affection so soon after being transmigrated into this world, I wasn't going to refuse it. In fact, I relished it. Her sweet scent filled my every sense, and the softness of her body was almost too much to resist. My desire to mess her up, to mark her as mine, surged uncontrollably. My erection strained painfully, pressed against my pants, still painfully obvious, they're no longer something I could hide or ignore, and Kaguya, sharp as ever, noticed it too.

"Let's head to the student council's room, Hayasaka-kun. Let me help you," she whispered seductively.

A grin spread across my face at her offer. I couldn't help but look forward to what would come next.

When we arrived at the student council's room, the place was empty, and I immediately sensed that no one else was present. This made perfect sense, considering how early we had come to school—most of the students hadn't even arrived yet. I had only seen a few of them around, and the majority were women.

"Sit down, Hayasaka-kun. Let me take care of the rest."

I found the sofa and nodded, reclining comfortably as I awaited Kaguya to fulfill my growing desire.

She knelt before me with a quiet intensity, her gaze locked onto mine, before lowering her eyes to my crotch. Slowly, deliberately, she tugged at my trousers, pulling them down to reveal my cock, which stood fully erect from the teasing and the heated kiss we had shared earlier in the locker room.

Her eyes widened, her breath hitched in her throat as she took in the sight of my cock. The sheer size of it made her pause, her lips parting in disbelief. It was unreasonable—far larger than what any normal man would possess.

"This... this is too big, Hayasaka-kun..." she whispered in awe, her voice trembling slightly as if torn between hesitation and arousal.

Yet despite her words, her delicate hand instinctively reached out, fingers wrapping around the girth of my shaft.

The warmth of her soft, petite hand sent a shiver up my spine as she held me firmly. Her grip was tight but gentle, the contrast between her tiny hand and the thickness of my cock making her touch feel all the more erotic.

Her eyes lingered on it, completely entranced. Her face flushed, and a bead of drool escaped her lips, which she didn't even seem to notice. Her fingers started to move, almost unconsciously at first—slow, deliberate strokes that made me groan in response.

She dragged her hand up the length of my cock, her thumb occasionally grazing the sensitive tip, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

I could feel the tension building within me as she continued to work her hand along my shaft. Her strokes were slow, almost torturous, and I could feel every single inch as she savored the sensation. Her other hand came up to cradle my balls, gently massaging them as she focused on my cock, completely immersed in the task.

The smoothness of her fingers, the delicate pressure she applied, it all made my body ache with need.

"God, Kaguya…" I groaned, my voice thick with pleasure. I couldn't help but thrust my hips slightly, my body begging for more.

She smirked, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes, knowing full well the effect she was having on me.

"You like that, don't you, Hayasaka-kun?" she murmured, her voice dripping with a mix of sweetness and seduction.

Her strokes began to pick up speed, becoming more purposeful as her confidence grew.

The soft, boneless feel of her hand moved with increasing intensity, her fingers tightening ever so slightly as she pumped me faster. The wetness of her saliva coated her lips as she stared down at my throbbing cock, completely absorbed in every detail—the veins pulsing along its length, the slickness forming at the tip, the heat radiating from it.

The room was filled with the sound of my breathing growing heavier, mixing with the slick sounds of her hand sliding along my shaft.

Each stroke brought me closer, and I could feel the pressure building in my core, the undeniable tension of release approaching.

Her hand moved faster now, the rhythm of her strokes becoming more erratic, her breathing quickening along with mine. Her thumb circled the sensitive head with every upward stroke, sending shocks of pleasure shooting through my body.

My muscles tensed, my thighs quivering as I teetered on the edge.

"Kaguya… I'm going to—" I groaned, unable to finish my sentence before I reached the breaking point.

With one final stroke, I exploded, thick ropes of cum shooting out, splattering across her face and chest. My entire body shuddered as I came, my mind going blank for a moment as the intense pleasure coursed through me.

Kaguya gasped softly, she looked up at me with her face covered in cum, her hand still wrapped around my cock, giving it a few final, gentle strokes to milk every last drop from me.

For a moment, panic overtook me, fear rising that I might have upset her with my sudden outburst.

I quickly searched for some tissues, worried that Kaguya might be angry or that I had ruined the moment with my impulsive action.

But Kaguya reached out and held my face, forcing me to look directly into her mesmerizing, crimson eyes.

"I'm fine, Hayasaka-kun," she assured me softly. "You can release as much as you want, wherever you want."

She smiled at me compassionately, like an angel descended to cleanse my wretch soul with her pure kindness.

I unknowingly melted under her gentle gaze and nodded, feeling a sense of peace I hadn't expected.

"Thank you, Kaguya," I whispered, my voice filled with genuine gratitude.

"No, I don't deserve your thanks," she replied, her voice tinged with sadness. She averted her gaze, her expression filled with guilt.

She reached into her pocket for a handkerchief and began wiping the traces of cum from her face with shaky hands.

"I'm sorry, Hayasaka-kun. I shouldn't have forced you in the first place. Forgive me..." She bowed her head in guilt, her voice trembling slightly.

I could tell something was bothering her, something deeper that I couldn't quite understand. It was as if some part of my memory was blocked, my instinctive mind refusing to acknowledge what had happened during our earlier encounter.

With a heavy sigh, I reached for my trousers, the cool fabric brushing against my fingertips as I pulled them close, fully aware that it wasn't the time to resume what we had started earlier.

Gently, I stroked her hair, my hand ran through her silky hair, feeling its softness slip through my fingers like fine threads. And then spoke softly.

"There's nothing to forgive, Kaguya-chan. I enjoyed it, you enjoyed it, and we enjoyed each other. Whatever mistakes were made between us in the past, let's put them behind us, shall we?"

"Uhm..." she nodded and hugged me joyfully. She clung to my neck, and the sadness that once lingered in her gaze was now replaced with pure happiness.

The way she clung to me was different this time—firm, but not desperate—her grip filled with a quiet joy.

Her slender arms pressed against my back, and I could feel the subtle tremble in her fingers as she held me closer.

As her weight settled onto my lap, I could feel the warmth of her body through the fabric of my clothes. Her petite frame nestled perfectly against me, but unlike before, I didn't see her in the same sexual way, nor did I feel the need to reveal any physical reaction, even though she was sitting in my lap, holding onto me like a koala.

She leaned into me, her head resting on my shoulder, the softness of her hair brushing against my cheek, while her arms remained snug around my neck.

"Thank you, Hayasaka-kun. Let's start all over again," she said with a tender smile, her voice barely above a whisper, yet full of sincerity.

I nodded silently as she hugged me even tighter, her body pressing into mine with a kind of closeness that was both comforting and grounding.

Her warmth seeped into my skin, and the faint scent of her perfume—a light floral—filled the air between us. I found myself utterly captivated, unable to tear my gaze away from Kaguya.

My eyes remained fixed on her—on her scent, her overwhelming love, and everything that encompassed her. I felt enveloped by her presence, and I couldn't bring myself to let go of this feeling, nor did I wish to.

Neither of us spoke a single word as we cherished the silent rhythm of our breaths, savoring every moment that hung in the air between us.

Unbeknownst to me, my lips found hers once again, and we kissed each other passionately, surrendering to the moment of our passion.

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