Chapter 135
Chapter 135
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: Chapter 3-1. Black Tree Tribe
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But Isabelle sensed that Judah had been hesitating about something ever since earlier.
The hand that had been kneading her ass lost its strength and subtly tried to pull away, and his once aggressive kisses had slowed down considerably.
Wondering what the reason was, she narrowed her eyes, only to see him brazenly thinking of another woman while holding her.
Instinctively, a sharp pang stabbed at a corner of her heart.
She didn't have any superpower to read minds, but as the chieftain who had seen countless people over the years, reading someone's emotions wasn't that difficult.
It wasn't perfect, but she could instinctively guess what they were thinking right then.
With a soft exhale of laughter, she said,
"How dare you think of another woman right in front of me?"
"Ah..."
Judah averted his eyes at her piercing words.
Earlier, when he'd lifted her up, and just moments ago when he'd grabbed her ass, a flash of guilt had brought Tia's face and voice to mind.
Before leaving Serenia Castle, Tia had said it didn't matter who he slept with, but that didn't absolve him.
He'd lost his reason to alcohol and her seduction, but his mind was slowly clearing now.
But once it did?
"I don't know what your intentions were, but... now that we've come this far, look at me. Forget everything. That's respect for me, and honor toward me."
Judah groaned and nodded.
She was right.
In the end, it was he who had crossed the line.
He couldn't resist the temptation, and now here he was feeling guilty and making Isabelle in front of him uncomfortable.
There was no retreating now.
Judah let out a hollow laugh.
Just like the apostle Judah betraying Jesus' trust—and having taken that name, he felt like he'd betrayed Tia's heart too.
"This won't do."
Looking at Judah standing there like a dazed fool, Isabelle shook her head, then—to his surprise—stood on tiptoe and knelt.
With deft hand movements, she undid his pants.
It wasn't hard.
His penis inside was rock-hard, straining against his underwear and pushing the fabric out.
Even without experience, she had knowledge and had once received simple instruction using a wooden dildo, so she was relatively skilled.
Pulling down his underwear too, his cock sprang out stiffly before her with a pop!, as if complaining of the pent-up frustration.
"!"
It was big.
Isabelle flinched at the sight of the penis thrusting right in front of her face.
"Hoo—looks like it's even bigger than the wooden one?"
Her hand gently gripped Judah's penis.
Even with one hand wrapped around it, some length remained, and she smiled in satisfaction.
His body twitched at her touch, but his reaction was still lukewarm.
"Still haven't made up your mind? Your body's being so honest, though... What an idiot! If another woman's on your mind even with me right here, just stand still. All I need is this."
*How humiliating.*
That was her inner thought.
*Let's see how long you can keep thinking of her.*
With that resolve, Isabelle stuck out her tongue.
Her long, pink tongue extended and licked his glans directly.
Surprisingly, there was no disgust.
"Slurp—"
Like a cat, she lapped at the glans with her tongue, and Judah's penis twitched at the unfamiliar sensation.
*'Cute?'*
She'd never felt anything like this practicing on the wooden dildo.
The married women in the village had called it essential knowledge for taming a man at night, and she'd been intrigued enough to learn it.
Now she got it.
It definitely wasn't useless.
With a cat-like grin, Isabelle opened her mouth wide and took his penis in.
The moment the tip entered with a wet pop, a strange taste and scent made her wrinkle her nose, but soon she thought it wasn't bad.
Saliva even pooled in her mouth, startling her.
*'It really is big, huh.'*
Practicing on the wooden one hadn't required opening her mouth this wide; this one made her jaw ache.
Slowly sliding her hand down, she pushed the penis deeper into her mouth.
The sensation of her tongue gliding over it as it reached the back of her throat was quite novel.
Not just warm—hot, with intense heat.
Her saliva coated the penis.
Holding it in her mouth, Isabelle stimulated Judah quite skillfully for a first time.
"Mmm, slurp—churp."
Judah let out a small moan at the pleasure rising from his lower body.
That seemed to spur her on, as her movements gradually sped up.
Each time her mouth and hand stroked his penis, he exhaled sharply.
He couldn't stay still.
Slurp! Slurrp, schluup!
At her lewd sucking, taking half in and spitting it out, Judah felt ejaculation building, but he held back.
Enjoying his reaction, she must have hit her uvula, because she coughed and released his penis.
A thick strand of saliva stretched like a bridge between his penis and her lips.
"Haa! Haa—"
Breathing lightly, Isabelle licked her lips with a slurp.
Her cheeks flushed as she looked up at Judah from below.
Just gazing at her face made his heart pound.
Tia's face flashed again, threatening to break his focus, but then Isabelle spoke.
"Now that I get the gist of it, shall we get serious?"
As she brought her mouth forward again, Judah thrust his hips slightly.
The tip of his glans pressed against her still-closed lips.
Her plump red lips yielded, and he felt the hard teeth inside.
With an exasperated chuckle, she glared at him, then opened wide and swallowed his penis.
Mmm—
Her cheeks hollowed, her teeth grazing without pain.
Her soft tongue tickled the sensitive underside of the glans, and as she savored the taste, her eyebrows and eyes curved seductively as she looked at Judah.
He'd seen countless pornos and memes in his old world, but seeing something this lewd under the moonlight hit him like a truck.
His heart pounded so loud he swore he could hear it without even plugging his ears.
"Urgh!"
Judah bit his lip.
Watching Isabelle made it hard to hold back.
Sensing that, she stopped the stimulation and spat out his penis.
"Heh, hehehe—well? Can't hold it, can you? I learned plenty of ways to tease a man into desperation."
Smiling leisurely, Isabelle watched Judah bite his lip and endure the pleasure, clearly delighted.
*I'll torment you more.*
Murmuring to herself, she took just the tip into her mouth to torture him.
When Judah thought he couldn't take it anymore, he gripped the wall behind him and came.
"Mmph!?"
Isabelle, sucking hard with pursed lips, felt something thick suddenly burst in her mouth and went wide-eyed.
It gushed forcefully into her mouth with a spurt.
So much.
More than she'd expected.
Startled by the semen hitting her throat, she swallowed it down without time to react.
Once the ejaculation stopped and his penis softened a bit, she spat it out and clamped her mouth shut, bowing her head.
*'...What is this.'*
*Is this what a man's ejaculation is like?*
Like an innocent virgin, Isabelle's mind blanked for a moment.
What to do with Judah's semen in her mouth? Should she swallow?
She didn't even care that he'd cum in her mouth without warning.
No, she had no room to care.
She was just agonizing over how to handle the semen pooled on her tongue.
Mixed with saliva, it felt like it had multiplied massively in seconds.
*'Viscous... sticky.'*
Moving her tongue made it swell.
Breathing through slightly parted lips created bubbles visible in her vision.
Hastily covering her mouth with one hand, she rolled her eyes wildly before gulping it down.
"Haa... haa..."
Exhaling lightly, she felt her body heat up strangely the moment she swallowed.
It had been hot before, but this was different.
A sense of emptiness.
She knew a man ejaculating meant satisfaction, so she felt accomplishment—but at the same time, it wasn't enough.
Her lower belly throbbed, craving more.
Inside her empty skirt, her pussy felt thoroughly aroused.
She slid her hand down and touched the tight slit of her untouched pussy.
Squish—
Sticky love juices flowed out, as viscous as the semen she'd swallowed.
Even if it was a natural reaction, this was abnormal.
*'The alcohol? Or...'
*Am I really into this outsider?*
Isabelle felt bewildered by her inexplicably racing heart.
*Why?*
She pondered, but no answer came.
Judah having the exact traits of the spirits from her tribe's legends contributed to her fondness for him, but the main reason was the 24th Fragment—Carpediem's <Charm> effect.
Everything else was just synergy.
*'I want it... sex... I want it.'*
Isabelle rubbed the finger against her pussy.
A sharp jolt of pleasure shot up her spine from below.
Her hips bucked involuntarily.
Decades of suppressed sexual desire were erupting.
She knew without inserting a finger just how aroused—no, how ferally in heat—she was.
Spreading her pussy left and right with index and middle fingers, her pent-up juices poured out in a stream.
If it weren't so dark with shadows from the moonlight obscuring it, the dirt floor would be soaked.
*'Sex.'*
Isabelle knew.
If the semen she'd just swallowed went inside her down there, she'd get pregnant like the women she'd seen.
Her belly would swell, and she'd bear children.
A mix of strange anticipation and fear made her smile.
"......"
She stared at the heaving penis before her.
It had wilted a bit moments ago, but now it was harder than before, tempting her.
Semen dangled from the tip of the glans.
Isabelle tilted her head up slightly, stuck out her tongue to lick it, and pressed her lips to it with a kiss.
Then, pursing her cheeks, she sucked out the remaining semen in it—and even what lingered in the urethra—with a lewd slurp.
"Even you must find it hard to hold back now, right? After coming this far... don't say you can't."
Isabelle grabbed Judah's shoulders, yanked him back, and shoved.
"Ah," he gasped, turning to face her.
Isabelle braced her hands against the wall and thrust her ass back toward him.