A single-player post-apocalyptic game, but with an all-female teammate mod.

A pair of freshly unpacked white pantyhose lay quietly on the clean bed sheet, their surface gleaming with a delicate, oil-painting-like sheen under the bedroom light.

The girl stretched out her legs, her skin appearing milky white in the moonlight, her toes twitching softly and plaintively.

Those slender yet perfectly proportioned, fair legs, like a delicate and fragile work of art, were carefully slipped into her stockings.

A soft rustling sound followed, and as the stockings slowly stretched upwards, the part that clung to the skin gradually revealed the alluring curves of her slender calves.

Using ten fingers, carefully pick through the edges of the stockings to ensure that every inch of fabric is smooth and seamless.

However, they encountered difficulties at the fullest part of the thigh, where a small piece of tender fat that had been squeezed out could not be stuffed in no matter what.

After several unsuccessful attempts, the girl stood up somewhat impatiently, reached out and lifted the waist of her stockings, rolling them down a little.

Then, with a forceful pull upwards, her two slender, snow-white legs, as smooth as solidified cream, were instantly slipped into stockings.

The scene is extremely erotic.

Her long, alluring legs shimmered under the stockings, while her full, round buttocks were exposed above, creating an exaggeratedly high, arched curve.

This makes those plump, tightly closed buttocks even more alluring.

The girl seemed to feel the cool sensation on her buttocks and decided to pull her stockings up completely in one go.

But those firm, perky buttocks are not so easy to deal with.

Aside from leaving a few red marks on her plump, white buttocks after being pulled and stretched, the white stockings remained stuck between her thighs and rounded buttocks.

Nymph looked back at the pair of perky things behind her that had caused so much trouble, sighed softly, bent down, and slowly took off the stockings.

Because of her turning her body, her delicate and firm buttocks were positioned directly in front of Aono's face.

As the movements continued, the two delicate, snow-white buttocks gradually parted to the sides, revealing a deep, pink cleavage before Aono's eyes.

They were so close that Aono felt as if he could lick the girl's pert buttocks, pink cleft, and alluring silk stockings with just a little force.

Aono's breathing became heavy.

Sometimes, these unintentional actions are far more exciting than deliberate seduction.

Just as Nymph was about to bend over and stick out her alluring little bottom, Aono's slightly panting voice rang out.

Does it take this long to put on a pair of stockings?

Nymph sat on the soft edge of the bed, one long, straight, beautiful leg elegantly crossed over the other, preparing to put on white stockings.

She picked up the sheer white stockings, her fingertips gently parting the top, and carefully...

Insert your toes.

The stockings slid slowly upwards along her smooth calves, clinging to her like a second skin.

It perfectly outlined the lines of her legs.

The white silk threads rose upwards, past the rounded knees, and wrapped around the smooth, white thighs.

Just as the girl was about to put on the other one, Aono's sudden voice made her tremble slightly.

When Nymph saw Aono's aggressive and passionate gaze, her heart skipped a beat!

A surge of intense shame mixed with inexplicable excitement rushed to her head, making her cheeks burn and her breathing become erratic.

She couldn't help but recall the moment just now, right on this bed, when Aono pinned Icarus down and began to thrust into him violently.

Just looking at her and listening to her made her feel all tingly and her eyes glisten.

Now, that tingling sensation seemed to come from Aono's vision again, instantly spreading throughout her body, making her feel weak and her lower body start to feel sticky again.

"Never mind, let me help you put it on!"

Panting, Aono bent down and steadily hoisted the girl's two slender, white-stockinged legs onto his shoulders.

In just a few seconds, he expertly put the white pantyhose on Nymph.

This was all learned from playing with NPCs. Now that the other party can cooperate, it's naturally faster and smoother.

"Alright, I'm all dressed. As a reward, I want you to kiss me now."

Aono did not release Nymph's white-stockinged legs, but instead bent down and approached her, saying this.

The girl looked at her master, who was so close to her, with a domineering smile on his handsome face.

She didn't know whether she was acting out of the angel's habit of obeying her master's orders or succumbing to the burning emotions deep within her body.

Without the slightest hesitation, she opened her small mouth, her pink tongue trembling slightly as she pressed it against Qingye's lips.

It's now!

Aono suddenly opened his mouth and pressed it against hers!

He forcefully pulled her tentative little tongue into his mouth, sucking it hard, and then his own tongue plunged in, stirring and exploring freely in her warm, moist mouth.

Nymph was instantly overwhelmed by the storm of attacks, leaving her breathless and only able to whimper and passively endure the onslaught.

Their saliva mingled during their intense intercourse, producing ambiguous "tsk tsk" sounds.

Just as Nymph was being kissed so hard she was dizzy and her mind went blank, Aono's waist moved!

"Well!"

Nymph's eyes widened in surprise!

Her hands, which had been pressed against her lower abdomen, suddenly felt a hard, scalding force!

She instinctively grabbed the troublemaker, her two small hands forming two semi-circles, barely managing to hold him.

The feeling was like a small cup trapping a monster that had just awakened.

The monster struggled back and forth in her palm, constantly ramming into her, each time making her palm numb and her whole body go limp.

However, from the perspective of the two people, the scene was quite different.

The man's tall frame leaned forward slightly, completely enveloping the petite girl beneath him.

The girl's legs were draped high on the man's shoulders, her small, white-stockinged feet hanging limply at her sides.

With each thrust of the man, the girl's head swayed gently up and down, her pigtails swaying on the bed.

The vibrations radiated outwards from the two people in concentric circles.

Just by looking at their posture, anyone would think that these two people have long since become one, and are engaged in the most primal harmony of life.

Aono slowly released Nymph's small mouth, and a strand of glistening saliva stretched between their lips, creating an ambiguous silver thread.

Her tongue was still in mid-air, seemingly reluctant to leave, her eyes glazed over, clearly still immersed in the domineering and suffocating kiss just now.

Nymph came to her senses, her voice carrying a hint of disappointment that she herself was unaware of.

"Nimf-chan, you're so cute."

As he spoke, he continued to thrust gently, feeling Nymph's bony little hands enveloping him.

I must say, this girl's hands are really small; it takes two hands to barely hold them. The firm yet soft touch has a unique charm.

"No...that's not how it is!"

Nymph, being naturally proud and arrogant, instinctively wanted to explain.

Aono chuckled and countered, "If not like this, then what is it like?"

He jerked his waist back, breaking free from the grasp of her two small hands.

"This……"

Nymph was completely dumbfounded, her face flushed red, and she had no idea how to defend herself.

Her mind was in chaos, torn between her proud and arrogant personality, her attachment to Aono, and the lingering tingling sensation deep within her body.

"Alright, let's continue."

Aono suddenly changed the subject and stopped teasing her.

Nymph breathed a sigh of relief. She could just keep doing it; she really couldn't handle the teasing.

Seeing Nymph's expression, Aono laughed again.

Accompanying the smile was a devilish whisper, "But... you'll have to beg me to continue!"

"Ugh...Master!"

Nymph was in a hurry, but it was no use.

Seeing Aono's resolute expression, she turned her head and hesitated, saying, "Master, I beg you..."

Before Nymph could finish speaking, her pupils suddenly dilated, and her petite body tensed instantly, like a fully drawn bow!

I'll grant your wish!

Aono let out a satisfied growl, giving her no chance to react, and suddenly thrust his waist forward, pressing himself against her!

puff!

A soft sound, like a sharp blade slicing through tender tofu, rang out.

That fragile layer was mercilessly pierced!

"what--!"

Nymph let out a shrill, suppressed scream, her body trembling violently!

It's...too big!

It was an indescribable tearing sensation and a tingling, numbing feeling of being stretched, making her feel as if her small body was about to be split apart!

But Aono felt so good that he almost cried out.

Cool!

It was absolutely exhilarating!

The feeling of having your first time taken away is something that no other experience can replace!

Whether it's exploring the extreme tightness that has never received any foreign guests, or feeling the layers upon layers of constantly contracting force.

Or perhaps we should try to grasp the depth of this girl's cunning.

Or perhaps it was seeing her expression of pain, shock, and a strange pleasure when she experienced something like this for the first time that gave Aono an unprecedented sense of accomplishment!

The second and third times, the feeling, the girl's expression and reaction were completely different.

Only this first time is the purest, most exciting, and most unforgettable!

"The first time, the real first time...it hurts even more than I can remember..."

Nymph leaned back against the headboard, her head tilted back, staring blankly at the starry sky outside the window.

Her expression was a mixture of pain, confusion, and a hint of relief as if a new world had been opened to her.

Those tiny feet swayed and bounced with the rocking of the bed, creating tiny ripples in the air.

On the other side of the bed, Icarus sat with great interest, his cheeks flushed.

She had bare, white, delicate feet, and her big eyes were fixed on Qingye's hard work.

"Master, you're amazing."

Icarus's voice was as soft and sweet as a kitten's, full of adoration.

She tilted her head and asked curiously, "How is Nymph? Between her and me, who is more comfortable?"

"Phew... If we're talking about enjoyment, then Ika, you definitely enjoyed it more."

While panting heavily, Aono made his comments without any hesitation.

"Your insides are so tight! And you have a great figure, they feel nice to squeeze. Nymph... is a bit too petite."

At the same time, as if to prove his point, he reached out his hand to Nymph.

The pair of A are so cute, you can cover two little bears with one hand.

He didn't knead it forcefully, but instead used his fingertips to casually pluck and flick the tip of the bear's nose, like playing the piano.

They even tugged at it, stretched it out, and then let it go.

The feeling was more like playing with an interesting toy, testing its elasticity and responsiveness.

"If Master likes me, then I will study even harder!"

Icarus listened and watched even more intently, as if trying to learn from it.