The Succubus's Lesson
Eden's angel. Chapter 233. To keep the flustered man from feeling embarrassed, I gently coaxed him while teaching him how to undress a woman. He followed my guidance diligently, learning the art of foreplay that heightened pleasure as he removed my clothes.
“Haah, a little harder. Yes, just like that. You’re doing well.”
“Your breasts are so soft. Haa. Haa.”
Though his touch was clearly that of a beginner—awkward and unpracticed—he instinctively found ways to make me feel good as he caressed my breasts. He truly seemed to have a natural talent for sex. While teaching him, I timed it so that as I stripped him bare, he became naked at the same moment I did. Guiding his erection by stroking the dark-red glans peeking from its sheath, I naturally led him to the bed, lay down, and positioned him above me.
Still lying on top of me, he had been caressing my breasts when he looked at my nipples with rapt eyes and asked, “They’re so beautiful. Are these decorations?”
“Yes. They’re ornaments a woman wears to show her body to a man.”
He carefully touched the nipple piercings glittering under the light and asked again, “These go through the nipples, don’t they? Doesn’t it hurt?”
“It hurts the first time they’re pierced, but once you get used to them, they actually feel good. You can pull on them, so try it.”
He swallowed hard, hooked a finger through the ring, and gave it a gentle tug. The metal piercing my nipple pulled, sending a sharp mix of pain and intense pleasure through me.
“Haah.”
“You really seem to like that. A woman’s body is fascinating.”
With growing skill, he adjusted the pressure just enough to make it pleasurable, continuing to tug and caress the piercings. Rising slightly, he examined my body as if admiring it, touching every inch with thorough care.
“There’s jewelry here too.”
His hand slid downward and stopped at my sex, fingers brushing the swollen clitoris protruding above the labia. Thanks to the moderate pressure of the clit ring, my clitoris remained perpetually erect, its hood fully retracted and proudly visible.
“What is this?”
“Hnn, it’s a clitoral ring.”
“I’ve heard the clitoris is an extremely sensitive erogenous zone. Is it okay to leave it exposed like this?”
“Hehe, the ring is deliberately pressing on it to keep it swollen and stimulated.”
“Ah, that’s so lewd.”
Even as he said that, he touched the erect nub with his fingers and gave it a light twist.
“Hiiik!”
“Ah, was that too hard?”
“N-no. It felt too good… Hnn!”
My hips arched again at the fresh wave of pain and pleasure. While I savored the sensation, he lifted my waist and stroked my lower abdomen.
“What do these tattoos mean?”
“Hnn, they’re a characteristic of my race.”
“These tattoos represent your race? They look a bit like the uterus diagrams I’ve seen. How strange.”
“They’re stylized representations of the womb.”
“Wow, that’s kind of lewd.”
As he kept murmuring in wonder, I gently stroked his cock and coaxed him to begin. He brought his shaft to my entrance, then hesitated.
“Ah, right. A condom…”
“Shh. When you’re with me, there’s no need to worry about contraception. Just enjoy yourself and release all your desire.”
“Elisha!”
Thrust! At my whisper, he cried my name and drove his cock deep inside in one motion. Even though this was only his second time, he found my entrance instantly and began thrusting into my thoroughly soaked, welcoming heat. The expensive bed creaked loudly under his vigorous pounding. Matching his rhythm, I rocked my hips and adjusted the composition of my love juices. Mm, I should add some vasodilators and corpus cavernosum enhancers to make his cock even more useful. Seeing how my body could refine a man’s organ simply through repeated use made me acutely aware that I was truly an angel doll created to serve men.
After adding the necessary compounds to train his cock, I focused back on the act.
“Haang! It feels so good!”
“Elisha, call me by my name too!”
“Yes, Jisu!”
“Khh!”
The moment I said his name, his cock twitched violently, on the verge of climax. I loosened my inner grip to match his desperate attempt to hold back. After a few ragged breaths, he resumed moving slowly.
“Huu, I almost came right then.”
“Hehe, did hearing your name feel that good?”
“It made me feel closer to you. We are closer now, right?”
“Yes, we are.”
My answer pleased him; his cock swelled even more.
“Then we’re friends now?”
“Hnn, friends?”
Being called friends after a one-night encounter felt a little awkward, so I echoed the word. He responded by thrusting faster, rubbing precisely against the spots that felt best.
“Now we’re friends. Say it.”
“Aah! Too hard. Wait…”
“No. I won’t let you come until you say we’re friends.”
His focused, relentless stimulation quickly drove me toward climax.
“Aah…”
Just as I was about to peak, he stopped moving with his cock still buried inside and smiled.
“Admit we’re friends and I’ll let you come.”
“Ahh, you’re too much.”
“I learned it from you. So, what will you do?”
His playful teasing—moving just enough to keep me on the edge—made me want to laugh inside, but I kept an anguished expression as I played along.
“Fine. We’re friends. Now please let me come!”
“I’m glad we’re friends!”
“Aaang!”
Grinning brightly, he resumed thrusting hard and fast, pushing me over the edge. As the orgasm rippled from my core through my entire body, he leaned down and kissed me.
“Haum, cold.”
“Huu, are you satisfied now?”
“Hnn~ Not yet. Since we’ve become friends, let’s make this a truly unforgettable night.”
“Of course!”
Perhaps because I had been his first and had let him have his way that day, Jisu seemed to have gained confidence in bed. With the hungry gaze of a male claiming his female, he gripped my hips firmly and thrust with powerful strokes. Despite his natural talent, his human body could only manage two climaxes before the hour-long session ended. By the end, the effects of my love juices had begun to show—his once-average cock had grown slightly larger and thicker.
Still inside me, Jisu caressed my breasts and tugged on the nipple piercings.
“By the way, how old are you, Elisha?”
“I’m about twenty-nine in Earth years. And you, Jisu?”
“I’m twenty.”
Oh? In Korea, people usually graduate university and start working around twenty-four or twenty-five, so I had assumed he was at least that old. Twenty was much younger than I’d guessed.
“My, you’re younger than I thought.”
“We agreed to be friends, so no taking it back, okay?”
“Of course not. In an age where so many races live together, what does age matter?”
To someone like me, who had no natural lifespan, age was merely a number. Jisu explained that even at twenty, he had already graduated university normally. Thanks to homeschooling, he passed the intermediate exams early, entered university at fifteen, graduated at nineteen, and now, at twenty, worked at the Hunter Association alongside his parents.
“Your grandfather is the president of the Hunter Association?”
“Yes.”
Jisu was the third-generation scion of a family that effectively controlled Korea’s hunter market, with his grandfather as association president and his father and relatives holding key positions. That explained why he had met Kim Gitae at work. Park Jinwhan was probably also a third-generation heir in the hunter industry—that was why he was trying so hard to build a connection through me.
“What do you do, Elisha?”
“Well… I usually serve at the temple as a nun.”
Rather than admitting I was Gwangnam’s concubine and a hostess, I decided to approach him under the identity of a nun of the goddess Erutina.
“Eek, you’re a nun?”
“Yes. Would you like to see the veil covering my forehead?”
When he removed the veil, the holy scar on my forehead became visible.
“Ah, is this…”
“Yes. It’s proof that I am a nun of the goddess Erutina.”
“The goddess Erutina? I’ve never heard of her.”
“She is a goddess from another dimension. Her temple was only recently established on Earth, so it’s natural you wouldn’t know.”
“What kind of goddess is she?”
“The goddess Erutina is…”
I recited the official introduction used for proselytizing. The true doctrine of Erutina, which I had learned while training as a nun, centered on pleasure and reproduction. The scriptures emphasized this, and one of the nuns’ primary duties was to receive the sexual desires of the faithful. Any believer—male or female—could request relief from a nun and receive devoted service in the special chambers beneath the temple. Currently, the nuns used contraception, but once the temple grew large enough to establish a nursery for communal child-rearing, contraception would be banned and pregnancy would require mandatory birth. These truths were shared only among nuns and devout followers; outwardly, Erutina was known as the goddess of love and family. In her original dimension, the faith was so widespread that most people knew the hidden aspects anyway. On Earth, where her influence was still small, she was simply the goddess of love and family.
“A goddess who protects love and family… That’s wonderful.”
“You should visit the temple sometime. I’ll introduce you to the head nun.”
“Yes, I will.”
Madam would surely be pleased once she learned Jisu was someone with influence over the Hunter Association. While we talked, he kept touching and enjoying the feel of my breasts. Staring at my nipples, now swollen and taut from constant stimulation, he suddenly leaned down and sucked one into his mouth.
“Hnn~ You want to drink milk? You’re still such a baby.”
“Slurp, slurp. Huh? Something’s coming out.”
“My body produces milk.”
“This is milk? It’s delicious! Chuuup!”
“Haah.”
I had already been milked by Gwangnam and Madam that morning, but my breasts had refilled during the day. Milk now flowed freely through my ducts. He drank greedily until one breast was empty, then switched to the other. While he nursed like an eager infant, I stroked his cock with my hand.
“Is our baby hungry? Drink a lot and grow strong.”
“Chuuup. Chuuup.”
“Hehe, this part is very healthy.”
Measuring his proudly erect shaft with my hand, I found it had grown a little longer and thicker than before we started. To further train his still-modest size, I used my internal program to secrete extra love juices, caught them in my palm, and coated his cock. The artificially produced fluid gave it a glossy sheen and made it throb hotly in my hand. By the time he finished the remaining milk, I could feel his balls tightening and his cock hardening again.
“Slurp, ugh. I think I’m going to come.”
“This is break time, so don’t hold back. Just let it out.”
“Y-yes!”
Following the training I had given him, he had been struggling to hold back every time he felt the urge. Now I told him to come freely. As I stroked him faster to help, an unexpected presence suddenly appeared and swallowed his cock.
“Uwaaah!”
“Oh my.”
Before I could stop it, my parasitic tentacle tail had engulfed his shaft and begun sucking vigorously. Climax followed immediately.
“Ooh! Uwaa!”
“Shh, there’s no need to be scared. Just trust me and enjoy it.”
Unlike my pussy, which stimulated him within reasonable limits to train him into a strong male, the tail’s merciless milking for essence extraction delivered overwhelming pleasure. Frightened by the intensity, he let out a scream-like moan. I cupped his cheeks and kissed him, guiding him through it.
“Mmm, chuurp.”
Even as his body trembled from the excessive stimulation, he met my eyes and tangled his tongue with mine, gradually calming down. Only after forcing two climaxes did the tail finally release his cock and curl up innocently as if nothing had happened. I gently stroked his now-shrunken member and removed my lips from his.
“Haa~ You held on so well.”
“Uuu, your tail is too intense, Elisha.”
“But it felt good, didn’t it?”
“…Yes.”
At my question, his softened cock twitched slightly, as if remembering the tail’s fierce pleasure.
“If you keep listening to me, I’ll make you feel good again.”
“Yes, I’ll do whatever you say.”
“Hehe, such a good boy.”
Looking at Jisu nodding with trusting eyes, I channeled vital energy into the hand holding his cock. Under its influence, his shaft and modest balls grew erect again. I began caressing them while engraving a Yin Crest onto the two small orbs inside his scrotum.
“Eut, that feels strange.”
“It’s part of becoming a strong male.”
“You want me to become a strong male?”
“Of course. Females are drawn to strong males who can dominate them.”
“I see.”
The Yin Crest I was inscribing on his balls focused on enhancing virility rather than control or management. It would increase semen production, erection strength, and stamina—overall improving all aspects of sexual performance. Even so, as a Yin Crest, it would still cause sexual desire to rise as vital energy accumulated, requiring proper management of the condensed energy.