Serenade for the Wife (2)
"What women really like is a sword."
Ronald's voice dropped heavily. I turned my head to look at him. His expression was more serious than before—whether it was the alcohol or a genuine sentiment, there was a weight to his words.
"You can't win a woman's true heart with mere nighttime amusements. In the end, they prefer a knight who holds a sword to protect them."
I nodded nonchalantly. "I suppose that could be true."
"'Could be'?" He scoffed and shook his head. "Singing is just child's play."
His large hand patted my shoulder—a gesture with quite a bit of force behind it. Then, as if nothing had happened, he moved on to another group to chatter loudly.
"Wahahaha! Look at this guy! He dressed up to the nines, but he still looks like a total loser!"
"Ahahahaha!"
Laughter erupted all around. I tilted my glass and swallowed the remaining alcohol. The bitter taste sliding down my throat seemed to wash away the slight unpleasantness forming in my chest. It felt as though Ronald wasn't just looking down on me, but on the entire music industry—everyone in this world who made a living through song.
'Singing is child's play, huh...'
I smirked, gently swirling the dregs at the bottom of my glass. Regardless, from that point on, people began to approach me naturally. Merchants, minor nobles, even young knights—everyone showed curiosity. My exotic appearance with black hair, combined with the rumor that the Queen herself had invited me, kept the attention focused on me. I smiled appropriately, engaged in conversation, and drank until I was pleasantly buzzed. The atmosphere grew increasingly ripe.
"The ball is beginning! Everyone who wishes to dance, please move to the center!"
The orchestra began to play a lively tune. Men and women naturally paired up, joined hands, and stepped into the center. Since I had no partner, I leaned against the wall, tilting my glass to watch. But suddenly, a soft hand grabbed mine.
"Let's dance together."
I hurriedly set down my glass and, led by the momentum, looked at my partner. She was a beautiful woman with long chestnut hair elegantly braided up. She wore a blue dress that accentuated her voluptuous breasts and slim waist. She shot me a coy smile and boldly pulled me toward the center. There was no room to refuse. It was all so natural.
We took our place among the couples. I wrapped my arm around her waist. A fresh, fragrant scent wafted from her as she pressed her body against mine. I had a feeling her pussy would be just as clean.
We danced to the music. The woman, whose name I didn't know, was quite a good dancer, and I, as the guild leader of the bards, led her with the skill honed from countless stages and banquets.
A little bit of teasing,
A little bit of yielding.
"You're quite good, Guild Leader." A smile played on her lips.
"I've danced plenty of times."
"You're wonderful."
Every time we stepped, our bodies naturally pressed together. Our waists, chests, and lower bodies brushed and rubbed against each other constantly. My hand traveled down her back, continuously stroking her waist and buttocks. Even through the voluminous dress, the sensation transmitted to my fingertips was enough to tell me her body was smooth and firm.
'A fine body.'
As the image of her curves filled my mind, my cock began to swell little by little. This was a reaction I could no longer suppress. No matter how much I tried to stifle it in my head, I couldn't stop the healthy, surging blood. She seemed to feel it, too—the fact that the front of my trousers was becoming increasingly rigid.
"Guild Leader," she whispered with a beaming smile. "It seems you've gotten hot."
I smiled and pulled her waist closer. "That's because of you."
"Pfft."
She spun around and pressed her buttocks firmly against the front of my trousers. Then, she rubbed against me stickily, as if it were just another dance move. The pressure of her buttocks made my cock twitch even more inside my pants.
"Haa... Guild Leader, your... thing... I can feel it... it's so hard..."
Mischievously, she kept brushing against my cock throughout the dance. Under the guise of dancing, it was secret and explicit. My cock was standing tall, forming a tent, but thanks to her voluminous skirt, no one noticed. Our faces grew quite close, too—a precarious distance where our lips were almost touching.
Every time our faces neared while dancing, her breath brushed against my lips. We repeated the motion of coming close enough to kiss, then pulling slightly apart to the rhythm. That precarious gap made me want to 'grope' her.
The music gradually faded, and the ball came to an end. We moved away from the center together. Since my cock was standing so stiffly that I couldn't walk properly, she noticed and took the lead, naturally using her voluminous skirt to hide the front of my trousers.
At a table we passed, Sir Ronald was kissing another woman in a filthy manner. The woman was leaning back as if lying on the sofa, and Ronald's large hand was deep inside her dress, roughly stroking the inside of her thighs.
"Aah..."
The woman was letting out breathless moans while wrapping her arms around his neck. I glanced at them and immediately turned my head away. The woman leading me turned back and whispered, "Let's go over there."
She pointed to a corner of the terrace hidden by curtains. Her eyes were already moist and flushed, brimming with a lewd light. The question '...Why?' crossed my mind, but it didn't matter. It was a party. It felt fine to be swept away by a strange encounter and a coincidental desire. Besides, looking around, other successful men besides me were each accompanied by a woman. In the dark corners, on the sofas, behind the curtains—they were brazenly groping, kissing, and enjoying the women's bodies. Seeing that sight put my mind at ease. The strange encounter, the coincidental desire—for tonight, the atmosphere permitted it all.
As we slipped into the corner of the terrace, the cool night breeze brushed our faces. However, our heat was hot enough to melt that wind. I stood with my back pressed firmly against the wall. The woman immediately went down to my feet and knelt. The blue dress skirt spread across the floor, and she giggled.
"I was curious about what the famous Guild Leader's thing looked like."
She whispered in a sweet voice and placed her hands on the front of my trousers. Her slender fingers quickly unbuttoned and pulled down my pants. My cock, hard as an iron rod, popped out.
"Wow... thick and long... it's beyond my expectations."
She marveled, her eyes sparkling. Then, she blew a soft breath onto it with her lips. "Haa... it looks so delicious."
She licked the glans with her tongue and then took the entire head into her mouth. "Sluuuurp..."
The moment her warm mouth enveloped my cock, an intense thrill surged up my spine. "Ugh..." I groaned low and stroked her chestnut hair. Though we had just met, she was a woman who knew how to please a man.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp."
Her head bobbed back and forth, and the sound of saliva echoed lewdly into the night air. "Slurp, suck, Guild Leader... isn't it a crime to be this big...? You must have made many women cry..."
"You're quite good at sucking, too. Hoo."
"I'm swallowing it deep into my throat. Can you feel it? Slurp, suck, slurp-slurp."
Her head moved even more frantically back and forth. The intense pressure of her throat tightening and the sensation of her mouth made my whole body tingle. I tilted my head back and looked up at the ceiling. 'This is incredible.'
She was a woman I had just met. I didn't know her name or her status. Having my cock sucked so passionately by such a woman brought a unique pleasure. In that supreme feeling, I finally poured a satisfying ejaculation into her mouth.
"Cough, hack. Hup, slurp, suck. Gulp."
The woman wasn't even flustered. She accepted the semen pouring into her mouth without leaving a single drop. She looked like a woman who had done this many times. My 'pussy scent detection' ability must have been wrong. I thought she was a clean woman, but she was an experienced one. She even opened her mouth wide to show me the semen pooling inside before smiling and gulping it down.
"Did you enjoy it?"
She smiled and stood up. "It's my first time tasting the semen of someone from the Edelan Kingdom. It tastes better than the men in our kingdom."
She seemed ready to tidy up and leave. She asked me to go to the table, have a drink together, and continue our conversation. She seemed to want to have sex only after the banquet ended... but my cock was still standing stiffly, craving more pleasure. Even right after ejaculating, it hadn't lost any energy and was standing aggressively toward her.
Her eyes widened. "...Huh? It's still this hard? Was it not enough?"
She rubbed my cock in surprise. At that, it grew even thicker and flared up. I immediately grabbed the hem of her skirt. "I'll finish quickly, so give me your pussy once."
"Uung... no..."
She shook her body left and right cutely, as if feigning reluctance. However, her eyes were already filled with anticipation and mischief. It was a signal that it was okay to do more. "People will see..."
They've already seen everything. Without delay, I pushed her against the wall. I hiked her skirt up to her waist and roughly pushed aside her damp underwear. Then, I pressed my hotly erect cock against the entrance of her pussy and thrust it deep inside in one go.
"Ah...! Aaaaaaah...!"
Her eyes widened, and her body trembled. As my cock entered to the root, her pussy tightened frantically. "Ugh, this is good."
Squish, squish, squish!
I began to move my waist skillfully. Her pussy was already sufficiently wet, so my cock slid in and out deeply and slickly. She leaned back with her hands on the wall, gasping and moaning.
"Hut, hup, ah... haa... you, you just ejaculated, why is your stamina so good...♡"
Just as I was pounding her pussy vigorously for a while, Edwin suddenly appeared. "S-Sir Seru?"
He looked startled seeing me having sex, but soon smiled gently. "As expected of a famous person... you're very popular."
My face burned, but my waist didn't stop. Even with Edwin there, I continued to thrust my cock into the woman's pussy. He approached and whispered, "The preparations are complete. We are about to begin."
"Understood."
I immediately hurried to finish. After Edwin left, I pounded her a few more times roughly before quickly pulling my cock out. I placed it on her snow-white buttocks and squeezed it with my hand to extract the semen.
Splurt—! Splurt-splurt—!
White semen was scattered over her buttocks. "That was good."
I let out a relieved sigh and pulled up my pants. Now—it was time to participate in the highlight of tonight's banquet.