Chapter 76
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: 19. In Front of Someone Else (5)
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"My stamina is fine. Thank you for your concern, Dorothy."
...Up to here, it's all standard procedure. But there's one problem.
It's Neria, who was putting on a skilled act at the level of '0.2 Erzel-nim' just moments ago, now frozen solid astride me.
The question is whether she'll actually go along with Dorothy's suggestion right now.
To begin with, the reason Neria chose the unskilled level-zero cowgirl position was her embarrassment at the thought of moaning helplessly under me.
Would she really change her mind just because it's something Dorothy wants to see...?
If it's the Neria I know, she'll probably just bolt, claiming it's too exhausting.
Right after my prediction ended, her anxious voice rang out.
"I, I'm the one having stamina problems...!"
"But Neria's movements just now didn't look all that taxing."
"It's way harder than it looks, okay? Sure, you might breeze through it thanks to all that dance practice, but a witch like me who's sorely out of shape has no choice but to tire out."
"Even accounting for being out of shape, wasn't it just some casual hip wiggling?"
"That's easy for you to say. It's tough for me...!!"
As expected.
I flashed Neria a wry smile while turning to Dorothy. There she sat in her chair, casually rocking her hips.
It was almost identical to the enthusiastic routine Neria had been performing on top of me moments ago.
...But if I kept watching and got a rush of blood downstairs?
I'd end up on the receiving end of those sharp nails again.
I quickly looked away and pulled Neria's waist even closer.
"I get that you're worn out right now, Neria. But if Nam Dowon's stamina is holding up, shouldn't that be fine? You'd just be lying there or face-down this time."
"......Huh."
"Surely that uses less effort than the guy doing the work."
And that was the counterargument she hit us with.
...No real way to refute it, apparently. Neria clamped her lips shut.
Her cheeks even looked a little puffed out.
"Uh..., do you really need to see that kind of sex to feel satisfied? Honestly, it's kinda embarrassing."
"It's because of what you said earlier, Neria. I wouldn't know myself, but didn't you mention my cheeks flushing?"
"...And?"
"What I saw right before you called me out was Nam Dowon pulling you in tight and tangling tongues..."
"Ah, whatever! What does that have to do with anything?!"
"...It's circumstantial evidence for now, but it might just be my type. Something rough-feeling, I suppose."
"......Huh."
"It was too quick last time, so one proper look should confirm it."
With that, Dorothy's purple eyes turned my way.
Cold. Stiff.
Lacking any of the sparkle you'd expect from an idol hopeful.
"What's your take, Nam Dowon? Be honest—no need to read the room."
"Hmm... I think there's something to it. Exactly that vibe."
"Positive, then."
"Yeah. Best to try it out. If it lands, all the better."
"Excellent mindset. I approve."
"Ahaha... Thanks."
Setting aside the perk of another round with Neria right away—this was Dorothy's show from the start.
The chat evoked thoughts of praise coupons, but it was short-lived.
As I choked back the sharp prick of her nails, Neria wriggled away in my arms and muttered,
"......Fine. I'll do it. I'll do it."
"......"
"...But just a quick one, got it?"
The so-called missionary position.
In other words, lay Neria on the bed and overlap our bodies.
Or the polar opposite: rear entry.
Prone her down and pound away from behind.
In this little fork in the road, Neria picked the former.
In her words, crawling around like a dog was too humiliating.
But Dorothy opted for the latter.
Her reasoning: since we're doing it, might as well go for something as beastly as possible.
In the end, Neria slowly went prone on the bed and grumbled,
"Exactly ten minutes... no, five. That's all you're getting..."
So I had to finish within five minutes, somehow.
She seemed too embarrassed to consider my side of things, but I shrugged it off and got into position.
...Maybe because she was on all fours.
Her loose checkered pajamas naturally draped downward.
Exposing her shoulder line.
Her wingbones.
Her waist, all laid bare.
And following that line down leads right here.
The spot her pajamas and panties had covered until she'd eagerly stripped them off moments ago.
Surprisingly feminine hips for Neria, paired with her pale-skinned ass, greeted me.
In terms of visual satisfaction, nothing beats a good blowjob or doggy, huh.
Blood was already surging fit to burst just from the sight—embarrassing if she noticed.
...Even more so watching my cock casually rubbing against her buttcrack.
Utterly tantalizing.
"...This is weird. That thing still looks utterly repulsive..."
"Still?"
"Yes. Not a single lewd thought crosses my mind. It's strange. Creepy. Nauseating. All mixed together in a mess."
"Nothing but negatives, huh."
"Nam Dowon, just shove it in already...!"
"Ah, sorry."
I wondered if someday it'd be filled only with positives.
Lost in fantasies of some distant future, I lightly gripped Neria's ass.
...Her cold seemed fully gone.
Body heat running a bit high.
"Then we're starting. Neria. Dorothy."
"......"
"......"
And with that, I roughly shoved my grotesquely shaped cock into the dank, semen-and-juice-soaked depths of her slit.
"...Hey, a little slower..."
"Didn't you say to wrap it up in five minutes? Besides, this is the kind of sex Dorothy wanted to see."
"Still, that's no excuse to go full brute...!"
"...I'll try to pace it."
"Eut, ...ook......"
Normally, I'd ease in slowly, parting the tight crevice.
Pause if Neria struggled.
...Press firmly into spots still underdeveloped.
Torment the shallows until she got wetter.
But this time was different. I pressed down on her back, making her arch roundly.
Guiding her into a low, cat-stretching prone pose.
Tight.
Gripping without a gap.
Her pussy fit every crude description perfectly as I slammed my hips forward.
Squelch,
squelch,
squelch.
Until lewd fluids made a sloppy mess of the sounds.
"...This about right? The kind you mentioned, Dorothy."
"Feels close, but... ambiguous. No surge of lust, for sure."
"But calling it ambiguous implies..."
"My face did heat up a little, to be honest. Only now do I feel it. ...My heart's pounding oddly fast, too."
Some reaction, then.
Different from when Neria was moving herself, so logically, double down here.
I acted on it right away.
"Going all the way in, Neria."
"...! O-okay, but slowly, like when I was doing it..."
Slowly, I crushed the back of her womb.
Deep enough to squash her ass against me.
...Ignoring her twitching mid-climax, I kept thrusting.
Her pussy walls clung desperately as they trailed outward.
Those walls following my motion, vanishing behind our pressed-together ass and abdomen.
I repeated it. Slowly.
Sort of slowly.
Paang, paang, paang.
Mating like beasts.
A virgin like Dorothy couldn't parse every detail, but the vibe would get through.
"..., seee......, slowly..., you said you'd go slow......"
She'd bury her face in the pillow whenever a moan escaped. Once it eased, she'd immediately whine like a cat in heat.
I scraped her walls roughly to stifle her voice, then glanced Dorothy's way.
"So, any effect?"
"......"
"Dorothy?"
"...Ah, yes. Interesting."
Interesting.
Didn't see that word getting me hard.
My cock, already fully erect, now throbbed with bulging veins.
"...For real?"
"An inexperienced girl like me can't fully empathize with Neria, but that head-melting pleasure? I can feel it clear as day. That's the intriguing part."
"Ah..., so not interest in the sex itself."
"...Who knows. The immediate intrigue is what I said, but I wouldn't rule out the other."
"......"
"Shall we keep going with Neria, then? ...That whole mating bit?"
Disappointment was fleeting.
I nodded once and tweaked our position.
Stimulation was key above all.
This time, ensure Neria couldn't muffle her moans.
Make her bitch-in-heat cries hit Dorothy loud and clear.
No longer low, I yanked her upper body up by the arms.
"Wh-what?! L-let go...!"
"Better to finish it right the first time. ...I'll end it quick."
"You just mean pound away for real......, ...hic?!"
Squish. Crushing her womb made her head snap back.
I could even glimpse her panicked eyes staring into space.
...And her deepest walls, biting down to milk my cock.
I felt it all.
Just like that, several times.
Thrusting so Dorothy had a perfect view.
"He, eut? Ugh......, this is, dangerous......"
Pabak, pabak, puck.
Each ripple of Neria's ass sapped strength from her wrists.
Her head, briefly reared back, drooped lower and lower.
Now bent fully downward, all she could manage was panting breaths.
I rammed to her innermost depths,
then savored the electric build to release.
"...Cumming while thrusting..., ......ng, stop..., it's overflowing......"
White-hot inside, I yanked out.
Thick semen gushed between her thighs.
Whether from shame or not, she finally protested for me to release her wrists, frantically covering her crotch with one hand.
...Lucky she wasn't mad yet. I tapped my still-hard cock against her ass, then looked to Dorothy.
"......"
"......Is there something on my face?"
She'd been watching intently, surprisingly enough.
Dorothy's face now truly flushed red.