When I Started Dating My Childhood Friend, Whom I Had a Crush On for a Long Time, It Turns Out That She’s a Devoted B*tch with High Sex-Drive, so What Should I Do? - 05 - Sorry for Having Such a High S*x-Drive♡
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- 05 - Sorry for Having Such a High S*x-Drive♡
Sorry for Having Such a High S*x-Drive♡
Now, back to present.
“So-Sorry. I’m sorry Sei-kun, I-I uh suddenly… I got excited!”
“Ah, it’s ok, don’t worry, it’s fine, it’s fine though…”
I had been drained over and over again, leaving me completely exhausted, but when Mari finally came to her senses, she kneeled and started to beg for forgiveness.
Then, Mari made a shocking revelation to me.
“You see, actually, I seem to have a really strong s*x-drive… I usually hide it because everyone is watching me at school, but the truth is, just being around Sei-kun makes me wet!”
“We-wet…”
“Yes, I get wet! I get so excited that I’m actually h-rny all the time. I change my panties three times a day, and whenever I go to Sei-kun’s house to hang out, I sometimes replace the used underwear with new ones and make it into a collection!”
“Collection…”
“I masturbate every day while looking at pictures of Sei-kun, and I made sure to use toys to get myself used to it so I wouldn’t cause problems for Sei-kun during the first time… but…”
As she said that, Mari slightly hung her head.
“… When Sei-kun found my toys and photos, I thought, ‘Ah, he saw my perverted side,’ and then… I got so desperate that I got turned on and did it…”
“Don’t talk like you did it in a fit of anger… I mean–“
Suddenly curious, I asked Mari.
“… Could this be the reason why you stopped letting me into your room about three years ago? I think you had said you were busy with work at the time.”
“Ah, uh, eh? I-it’s not like that you know?”
“…”
Ah, that’s so sus~
Mari’s eyes were darting around. From our long history, I could tell she was trying to lie; she had that jittery demeanor she always gets.
“Yeah, it makes sense. There’s no way Mari would lie about something like this, right? It’s not like she’d make up a silly excuse…”
“Ugh…”
Playing dumb, I decided to let her sweat a bit, watching as she squirmed uncomfortably. She let out a small groan, clearly struggling.
Pretending not to notice, I continued, “After all, if Mari lied to me, I might just die from the shock. There’s no way she’d lie to me over something so trivial like pride or appearances, right—”
“I’m soooooooorry! I stopped inviting you over because I was afraid you’d hate me if you found out that I was kind-of stalking you!”
“I knew it…”
Guilt-ridden, Mari repeatedly bowed her head like a hammering woodpecker.
Even during her confession, I remained sprawled on the bed. After all, Mari had just drained me five times. I was completely spent, and towards the end, I had almost passed out.
Meanwhile, Mari didn’t seem tired at all. In fact, she looked more vibrant, her skin glowing as if she’d been rejuvenated. Is she some kind of succubus? Really, where did that pure and innocent Mari go…?
As I was pondering that, Mari finally stopped her woodpecker routine. Then, she raised her head and spoke up, as if she had something important to say.
“Um, I’m really sorry… I didn’t expect you to be so exhausted after just five rounds…”
— I felt like I’d just heard something terrifying.
“W-wait a minute. Are you seriously saying just five rounds?”
“…? Well, aren’t guys supposed to be able to do it dozens of times in one night…?”
“There’s no way!”
I couldn’t help but raise my voice in denial.
“Huh? But… but this book says…”
Looking flustered, Mari pulled a book off her bookshelf.
The cover featured the title “My childhood friend who does it too much is a l*wd beast – I’ll f*ck her hundreds of times” along with an illustration of the heroine with an ecstatic expression on her face being pushed down by a man with a devilish expression.
“Y-you… you were reading something like that?”
“Y-yes… ♡ While thinking about Sei-kun, ♡”
Mari blushed shyly, looking adorable—wait, no, that’s not what I should be focusing on right now.
My childhood friend—Mari, known as a pure and innocent angel and a school idol—has completely wrong ideas about male se*ual capacity. This is a major issue that needs to be addressed properly right now.
I managed to get up from the bed and face Mari, determined to give her the correct information.
“Listen, Mari. Typical men can’t just shoot off constantly like in manga or novels.”
“R-really?”
“Yeah. A healthy teenage guy can usually manage at most two times a day. Maybe up to three or four times if he’s really lucky.”
“Th-that’s…”
Mari looked utterly stunned by my words. I continued to explain further.
“Are you getting it? So from now on, let’s keep the ecchi stuff to a minimum and do other things that couples should do――”
“Then, I need to make Sei-kun’s pp a lot stronger!”
Mari interrupted me and blurted out something strange again.
“Yeah. …..huh? What now?”
“I need to give Sei-kun’s pp a lot of training!”
“Eh..eh? Wh-why are you going to do that?”
“Eh, why? ‘Cause it feels good and it’s fun, you know?
――I realized the fatal gap in our understanding.
“L-listen, Mari! I just told you! Men aren’t built to do it that many times at once! If I try to do that much, I’ll dry up and die!”
“But if you train, it’ll be okay, right, Sei-kun? I’ll work hard!”
“Mari, even if you try hard, there are things that humans just can’t do…”
“But starting by giving up isn’t good. Besides, now that we’re finally lovers… there are special things only lovers can do, and I want to do lots of those with you, Sei-kun ♡”
Ah, cute.
――No, that’s not the point!
“Why can’t you understand!?”
“It’s not Sei-kun who doesn’t understand!”
What followed was a heated debate.
Mari, the pro-training advocate, versus me, the abstainer.
In the end, our argument concluded with the following exchange:
“You can do it, you can do it, you can do it! Sei-kun’s XXX can become a muscle-bound macho!”
“If you think you can, go ahead and try!”
――I would come to deeply regret these words on that day in the future.
(TL: um yeah, ganbare Sei-kun….)
A man died after 28 consecutive shots. It was in the news. If he can, then you should be able to pump those numbers up. Ganbare!