Chapter 345
Chapter 345
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 345
Chapter Title: Chapter 8-1. The Land of Beastkin, Reillysa.
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The moment Judah looked into her eyes gazing up at him, his heart pounded fiercely. The flirtatious glint from moments ago had vanished, replaced by an innocent, pleading look as she held the tip in her mouth, waiting for his judgment.
How was it? It was hard to put into words. He simply swallowed hard and stared down at Arhil with eyes full of anticipation. That seemed to be enough for her, as she made a slurping sound and took his penis into her mouth in one go.
"Uuuh..."
Something ferocious slid between her small lips. Even as the tip prodded painfully at the back of her throat, Arhil felt tears welling up, but she didn't stop.
"Uung... Tsk, tzuup! Huu, uuuub!"
Watching her, he felt an indescribable emotion. Arhil began pulling back what she had swallowed. His penis, slick with saliva, emerged fully. It slipped out of her mouth with a long, wet sound.
"If it's this hard... doesn't it hurt?"
Arhil smiled faintly, perhaps recalling old memories, and asked. He nodded, and she gave him a playful smile with her eyes.
"Then, I'll treat you like I did back then."
Arhil lightly gripped Judah's penis with one hand, tilting it to the side, then trailed her lips down the angled shaft all the way to the base, burying her nose there.
'Clean. Good thing I washed.'
If he'd been too lazy to wash and just changed clothes before lying down—even if he'd bathed in the afternoon—would it have smelled?
But Judah couldn't think any further.
Schlop!
With a short sucking sound, his balls were drawn into Arhil's mouth. Her tongue then flicked out, lapping them up. It felt sinful. A light surge of pleasure made his hips twitch, but more than that, it felt like he was corrupting the pure-looking Arhil.
Arhil glanced up at Judah to gauge his reaction. She'd never practiced this or had experience, so she was naturally clumsy.
Without the alcohol's courage, she never could have been this bold. Her heart pounded with embarrassment, but she didn't stop.
Lap—
Arhil stuck out her tongue long and licked meticulously. She lapped at the underside of his two orbs, kissed them, and buried her nose between his penis and them. A strange scent wafted up, but it wasn't unpleasant. With her hand, she gripped and shook the shaft lightly, pat-pat.
When Judah let out a small groan, his face on the verge of losing control, she felt a swell of pride. If he'd been stoic and unresponsive, it wouldn't have been fun at all, and she wouldn't have gained this confidence.
"Tzuuuup! Uung, ung!"
She trembled slightly, having swallowed him down to the root. It was overwhelming. This wasn't her first time licking him, but she was still unskilled, and her jaw ached like it might dislocate. She'd licked and sucked plenty already. And while doing it, she herself had grown aroused.
They were both ready for proper lovemaking. But Arhil wanted to do more for Judah. Specifically, she wanted to make him cum once.
'Ah.'
Just then, Arhil's eyes fell on her full breasts. They jiggled annoyingly, getting in the way as she licked. She cupped them with both hands and placed them on Judah's thigh.
"Ah?"
The heavy weight made Judah's eyes widen. Arhil bowed her head under his piercing gaze, too shy to meet his eyes.
"I-I'll do it with my breasts. I don't know if it'll feel good... but if you don't like it, just say so. I'll use my mouth again."
Arhil trailed off, then pressed her breasts together from the sides with both hands, squeezing his penis between them. So this was what it meant to bury it. Judah marveled and thrilled at the act he'd only ever seen before.
Tsk!
His saliva-smeared penis made lewd sounds amid the pressing flesh from all sides. It was incredible.
To actually experience what he'd only seen with his eyes.
"H-How is it? Does it feel good?"
Arhil asked cautiously, peeking up at him. The tip of his penis peeked out from between her ample breasts before vanishing again, over and over. Judah nodded rapidly, grinding his teeth to hold back the building urge to cum—whether from how long it'd been or from checking off a bucket-list dream.
"I'm glad. Schlop!"
Arhil smiled softly, then lowered her head to kiss and suck the tip protruding from her cleavage, where it luxuriated in the soft texture and mental bliss. She flicked her tongue and sucked hard, and Judah's body shivered with pleasure.
She felt his penis throbbing in her breasts, ready to burst. Arhil took the tip lightly into her mouth and moved her breasts quickly.
Overwhelmed by intense stimulation satisfying sight, sound, and touch, Judah couldn't hold back and unleashed his first ejaculation powerfully. Pulsing wildly, the pent-up semen erupted into Arhil's mouth, thick and sticky with a pungent scent.
"Uuum...!"
Gulp, gulp.
He came more than usual. Arhil wrinkled her nose at the fishy taste but felt proud and satisfied. It was so endearing that even the fishiness didn't matter. Feeling the sticky semen slide down her throat, she had the illusion of being dyed in Judah's color. After swallowing once, she sucked out the last drop with a schlop before pulling away.
"Ah...?"
Even after cumming once, his penis stood erect vigorously. Arhil blushed at the sight. Breathing hotly, haa, haa—her eyes couldn't leave it.
Having swallowed his semen, she now craved it herself, going mad with want. Her lower belly throbbed, kung, kkuung. Not her upper mouth, but her lower one ached to taste him. She reached down to her pussy. Unbeknownst to her, her panties were soaked through like she'd peed. When she pulled her hand away, a sticky transparent thread stretched out.
"...I can't hold back anymore either."
No need for more foreplay. It would only torment her further. Arhil stood up. She looked down at Judah gazing up at her. Had the breast play felt that good? Like her, drunk on alcohol, he seemed drunk on pleasure. Seeing him stare at her with his mouth half-open, lost in the afterglow, Arhil realized for the first time that she was older than him.
The usually reliable man felt young for once. The moment she sensed it, Judah became unbearably lovable. She wanted to give him more satisfaction. To hug him. To bite him. Unable to contain herself, Arhil pulled Judah into an embrace.
"Judah!"
Calling his name, she hugged him, and he willingly fell back. She propped herself up slightly and undid her neatly pinned-up hair. Long, wavy locks cascaded down. Arhil swept her hair back and looked down at him.
"Why are you... so lovable?"
Not expecting an answer, she began peppering kisses over his body with her lips. The kiss marks she'd left earlier had faded, so she reapplied them thickly. At the same time, she slid her hand down and pushed her panties aside.
Schlick—
Sticky threads stretched as her panties separated from her pussy. She couldn't see the lewd sight, but the sound told her everything.
"W-What do I do? Judah, I really can't hold back. Sorry. I'm sorry."
He had no chance to say it was fine. Arhil placed one hand on his chest for support and grabbed his penis—still prodding between her ass cheeks—with the other.
"Ah, ah...!"
Arhil moaned and lifted her hips. The tip aligned with her sticky entrance. Her face flushed with anticipation at the heat rising from below. Just as she began lowering her waist, Judah thrust his hips up first.
"Heeek!?"
In one thrust, his penis cleaved through her clinging folds to the hilt. The hardness and heat felt different from her hands or mouth. Arhil let out a shrill scream, her vision flashing white.
"H-Huaaahhh?"
Twitch, twitch!
Immense pleasure crashed over her. She felt strength drain from her body. She'd boldly pushed Judah down to ride him and lead as the older one, but that was impossible.
"Amaziiing! This feels too gooood!"
Just one insertion sent her to climax. She felt the long-suppressed pleasure raging through her entire body.
No way.
Arhil couldn't stop a dazed hehe laugh as her mind reeled. Her hips trembled. As she savored the afterglow, Judah thrust up again.
"Hng!?"
With a slap, her body lifted and came down.
"Wait, j-just a sec. Hng, today I'll... do it...!"
At her desperate plea, Judah paused thoughtfully before nodding. Repeating "wait" as she caught her breath.
'How should I position myself to take the lead?'
Arhil recalled always being the one panting during sex with Judah. She was always on the bottom. Thinking back, she'd never once straddled him like this.
With his penis still inside, she positioned herself. Hands on his chest, she squatted like she was about to defecate. Her legs spread in an M-shape, she looked like a frog.
'I-Is this right?'
It felt awkward. And embarrassing. She didn't need to squat like this; propping on her knees and moving her hips up and down would have sufficed. No need for this frog pose. Her arms pressing down naturally pushed her breasts together, and from Judah's view, her pussy swallowing him was crystal clear.
She'd done it innocently, but the pose was too lewd. Realizing it, she blushed and shouted.
"D-Don't look! Turn your head!"
But even if he did. He couldn't not see anyway?
Judah looked up at her in bewilderment, but at her pouty, teary glare, he turned his head aside.
'Huh?'
That's when he noticed the door was open. His eyes met the peeper's through the gap—no need to explain. The golden eyes sent a chill down his spine, but it soon turned to pleasure as Arhil began moving.