Chapter 52
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: 13. Wireless Onahole Magic (4)
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"So, how was that just now for the gentlemen listening? Did it get you hard?"
"…Well, I guess it depends on personal taste…."
"How about for you, Dowon?"
"……Not bad."
"Hmm~"
I know full well that this little game is a blatant disregard for Lady Erzel's words.
If we actually got caught, I'd end up in a world of trouble with her.
…But that's one thing.
And this is another.
Team Leader Eve is the one who got my dick throbbing hard right now, while whatever water torture Lady Erzel might dish out someday feels distant as hell.
Worrying about a witch who's not even here would just kill the vibe.
So for now, I should just focus on fucking the Team Leader's tits.
Smart, right?
"I… am… not… small…."
"……."
The moment that cheeky thought crossed my mind, her tits inside that pitch-black turtleneck started bouncing rhythmically up and down with firm squeezes—kkuk, kkuk, kkuuk.
Perfectly in time with the Team Leader's teasing, broken words, softly milking my dick buried between her breasts.
…And now, unlike before, she's even pressing them together with her forearms directly.
Honestly, it's fucking hot.
"So if we're doing exactly what you're into, it must be getting even harder than this, right?"
"…My bad."
"No, no. You're not the one at fault, Dowon. If anything, it's me, for secretly trying to steal mana from a junior witch."
"……."
It's the kind of question that's impossible to answer yes or no to.
So with my mouth clamped shut and my dick just twitching, the Team Leader smiled slyly and started stroking my cock between her tits again—chap chap chap.
And since we're doing this with her clothes still on, the fabric between her breasts bulged out obscenely around it.
If I came like this, her casual clothes would be ruined with white semen stains.
But she didn't seem to care, keeping up the pace as she fired off more questions.
"Hey, Dowon."
"…Yes."
"What should come next to make it feel natural…?"
"……."
She's acting all skilled at first.
But then she pulls this virgin act right when it counts.
…She's doing it on purpose.
"It's been plenty natural so far, Team Leader."
"The front part was just me adapting something from an erotic story I wrote once. But after that… it's usually just straight-up fucking scenes…."
"…I see."
"Hey, don't pull away like that. This is when the experienced Dowon should take the lead."
"……."
"Dowon, what do you want this witch to do to you here?"
I could think of hundreds of commands for the Team Leader right now.
But she's still my 'Team Leader' at the end of the day.
My boss at work, no matter the situation.
So I shoved aside the more extreme ideas as premature….
And picked something relatively tame.
"…I'd like you to lick the part sticking out above your tits."
"Ah, like this?"
The twitching tip poking out between her tits right now.
The second I finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue just a bit and started flicking my glans.
She could use her magic to lick it directly, but instead, with just the layer of fabric in between.
Coating it in so much saliva that her clothes got damp.
"This is softer than I thought! This glans part, I mean."
"…You've touched it in the office before."
"Sure, but that was with my fingers. This time it's my tongue?"
"……."
"This must be what slams against the cervix during sex, right…?"
Thankfully, she'd learned that cervix sex was impossible, but that didn't tone down the dirty talk at all.
If anything, Team Leader Eve was grilling me like a curious student with her teacher.
She lapped at my glans like a kitten with milk, then looked up at my face and murmured.
"But honestly, getting pounded all the way into the womb like a beast feels way hotter than just ending at the cervix…."
"Could be."
"Be real, Dowon—you think so too, right? That's why so many writers ditch realism for this; it turns people on more."
"…Haha…."
"Tch… If Erzel hadn't scared me with all that 'it'll hurt' talk, I'd want to try the real thing…."
"……."
I didn't voice the 'with who?' hanging in the air.
She was teasing my glans with her tongue while looking up at me, basically begging me to ask.
That would just drag me back into her pace… so I chose something completely different.
"……Ngh,"
"…?"
I moved one of my idly hanging hands to touch her breast, and she jolted, adjusting her posture.
Shifting from her playful, relaxed pose to something much stiffer and prim.
"…You're gonna touch my tits…?"
"Was that off-limits?"
"Well, not exactly… but you just grabbed without a word. Caught me off guard."
"Ah…."
"…G-Go ahead. Touch all you want…."
"……."
…Her reaction's kinda weird.
I know her usual virgin-bitch vibe well, but sometimes her voice drops like this.
And when it does, it's always in situations like…
……
…Oh.
Could it be,
all those erotic stories she's written have maxed out her offense, but left her defense paper-thin?
"I figured it was fine since you touched me through the blanket earlier. Sorry, Team Leader."
"…Y-Yeah…."
"……."
"……."
Testing it out with an apology got another odd reaction.
Where'd the experienced adult Team Leader go? Now it felt like tense-as-hell Eve Lycaon freaking out over a guy just touching her tits.
Part of me wondered if this was all an act too, but….
"……, …Ah."
It was polite to play along at least once.
So I dove right into the tiger's mouth.
"Y-You're really gonna touch them, huh…."
"…You said to go ahead and touch all I want."
"True, but… this feels super sneaky. Threw me for a loop."
"If I'd gone wild licking your tits, maybe, but I just brushed over your bra?"
"Super sneaky. Extremely."
"…What does the woman who said stuff like 'the glans is softer than expected' and 'cervix sex this, that' in front of a man think?"
"……Total pervert, yeah."
"……."
Soft fabric outer layer.
Then the chewier bra beneath.
Plenty lacking for fully enjoying the Team Leader's tits.
All I could really do was grab one handful and squeeze.
But for her, my first sexual harassment, it seemed more than enough.
She's squeaking over just brushing her bra, not even groping hard….
…Wonder what she'll do when I actually pound her like an onahole.
Worrying, almost.
"H-Hang on… why's your dick getting even harder…."
"…Didn't you say earlier? That if it's to my taste, it'll get harder?"
"Uh… um… …Huh?"
"……."
"What part was to your taste…?"
"Who knows. This and that."
"No childish games…. …Ah, did me letting you touch my tits turn you on…?"
"…That factors in, sure."
"Eek…!"
Her acting skilled when attacking is hot.
Her freezing up with no resistance when hit is hot.
Her being a ridiculously pretty witch on top of it is hot.
…Especially those golden eyes glancing up at me intently.
But spelling it all out would earn me that 'total pervert' label.
So I glossed over it, and the Team Leader smugly continued.
"Hmph, men really are simple. Falling all over themselves for a pair of tits. Too easy."
And with that, kkuuk, kkuk.
She resumed the titjob that had gone slack for a bit.
Her unskilled tongue slapped clumsily against the tip of my fully rigid, panting cock.
Even with her clothes blocking direct contact with my glans and her tongue, it didn't transmit perfectly,
…but I could feel her diligent licking.
Her playfully rolling it around the tip.
All of it.
"And I bet you'd like this too… ……Hah."
Stroking my shaft firmly with the soft tits in front of me,
taking in her mouth with her lips the glans poking up and pushing against her clothes.
Not just licking it.
All of it.
Felt completely.
"Pfah… If you're about to cum, anytime…."
Is it because my dick kept twitching?
Her noticing and saying it first,
all of it.
Perfectly to my liking.
"……B-Beh… hehe, hmm."
Stroking my cock with her tits like 'cum already.'
Tormenting the tip with her soft lips like 'cum right now.'
And now, like she was really on top of the world,
…pressing her tongue tip between my glans,
grinning mischievously.
Looking up at me.
"……Kuh,"
I couldn't grab her head and pull it down.
Instead, bracing my hands behind me on the bed.
Splurt, sploort, splurrrk.
Sticky semen spraying wildly inside the Team Leader's clothes.
I came messily.
"Pfuh, what now? You dumped all that precious mana right into the trash."
"……."
"…If Erzel caught us like this, we'd be in deep shit~."
Her clothes, collarbone, and the tits squeezed tight between her arms.
Dismissing it all plainly as trash,
with the virgin-bitch witch's voice fading behind me.