Chapter 290
Chapter 290
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 290
Chapter Title: Winter Serenade
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"Ngh..."
I came inside her for the second time.
Since I'd been going slow, Lisha seemed to have adapted and calmed down somewhat. Her moans had shifted from wild and intense to something more subdued. It looked like she was savoring it gently rather than exploding in ecstasy.
"Haa... ahhhn..."
Lisha lay sprawled out, clutching the sheets, her hips still angled toward me. Her reddened ass twitched enticingly... the urge to smack it one more time gripped me hard.
What can I say? Lisha's seductive, mature allure seemed to draw out an irresistible sadistic streak in me.
"...Don't you dare."
She read my mind instantly.
"I won't."
Maybe she was done with doggy style and wanted missionary now—Lisha wriggled awkwardly across the bed and lay down on her back.
"Teasing an adult like that is no good. After all I've done for you, is that any way to behave?"
As I drew closer, she pulled my neck into an embrace and scolded me like that. Her words whispered right in my ear carried some kind of enchanting magic.
"Sorry. I got carried away."
"Hee hee hee... You'll have to atone with your body, then. This time, do it from above me."
To unite with Lisha once more, I slid into her sex, already slick with fluids. The sensation of her comfortably squeezing around me... it felt like embracing a cloud.
I moved my hips very slowly so as not to startle her. My penis stirred her depths, piercing through her vagina until it pressed against her womb.
"Ngh...!"
Lisha's arms around my neck trembled.
Once it was in, it was time to start moving. I lifted my hips slowly again, and she spoke in a gentle voice.
"That's it, that's it. Nice and slow... haaaah...!!! Deep insiiide...!! Rub it sloooowly...!!! Haaaaahn!!! Hng! Ahhn!!"
"Wait, Lisha, what the..."
She told me to go slow, but when I thrust down gently, she cut off mid-sentence and climaxed.
Seeing her like this made me want to abandon the slow pace and just pound her full force.
Was she really trying to turn me into a sadist?
Her fragile appearance ignited the soul of the breast tormentor from Futaba Park.
And Lisha in her adult form boasted breasts nearly as massive as a pair of tits.
But she'd told me not to, so I'd keep it slow. I suppressed my inner urges and focused on our lovemaking.
"Haaaahhn!!! Ahhn!!! Hnngh...! Hak! Hnng. Haaa..."
Lisha wrapped her legs around my waist and twisted her whole body, burrowing into my arms to pull me closer.
Clinging to me like a girl, she let out moans with every thrust, squeezing my cock tight.
"Ngh...!"
I came inside her depths once more.
The soul-draining release left my entire body limp. I collapsed onto Lisha, piling atop her.
"Ahhh...! Ah! Hnggh!!"
She seemed to take even that as pleasure, her body shuddering again. I had no idea how many times she'd climaxed in that short span.
"Lisha... aren't you a bit too sensitive?"
I whispered in her ear.
"Hnng...!"
Her hips twitched again. She hesitated a moment before answering softly.
"It's because your thing is so impressively virile... How could I not feel it with that monstrous thing stabbing me? Don't tease me by asking."
"Heh heh heh. Is that so?"
She seemed worn out, so I pulled out.
"Haaah...!"
Her vaginal walls clung to me, reluctant to let go, but I forced it out and lay beside her. Lisha caught her breath, basking in the afterglow, then turned toward me.
—Sparkle, sparkle.
She gazed at me with melting, womanly eyes... it was a bit overwhelming. Reaching out, she caressed my face.
"Haa... This feels wonderful. Thank you so much for indulging me."
"No need to thank me. It was just right."
"Hee hee hee..."
Her usual expression was that of a seasoned witch who'd devoured countless men over centuries, but blushing beside me, she looked utterly adorable.
"I've never felt this much from sex... You're the first."
She hugged me again as she said it.
...I'm the first to make her feel this way?
Among all the men she'd met over centuries, being the best made me a little embarrassed, but she quickly added,
"N-No, that's not what I meant."
"Huh? What isn't?"
"O-Of course, I've had experience. Just..."
"Just?"
What was she trying to say?
Her face flushed deep red, as if about to confess something embarrassing. Burying her face in my chest, she murmured,
"When I was swept up in lust... I only ever mated with homunculi I made... Back then... I had no idea it could feel this good."
"What? W-Wait, homunculi????"
What the hell was that?!
"How embarrassing... I never thought I'd tell you this..."
Lisha sounded mortified, but I couldn't wrap my head around it. So... she'd made homunculi for perverse acts like that?
"So you're saying you've lived a lewd, debauched life playing with homunculi all this time?"
"N-No, it's not like that! Totally different!"
"Then what the hell is it?!?"
Curiosity piqued, I suddenly plunged my fingers into her pussy to press her.
"Hyak?!"
Lisha's back arched with a cute squeak. I stirred her insides and entrance wildly.
"Hyaaaaah!!!"
—Squish, squish.
—Squish, squish.
—Squish, squish.
As I ramped up the teasing, she writhed and moaned again.
Her eyes squeezed shut, face flushed, she thrashed her long legs, making her massive breasts bounce like crazy.
What a sight.
Tall women are so appealing.
"Tell me properly what you mean! I'm dying to know!"
"H-Hnngh!! S-Stop! St-Stop your hand...! Haaaahhn!!! Stop and I'll tell youuu...!!! Kyaaahhn!!!!"
Less than a minute in, she arched her back and climaxed hard. I kept teasing her entrance leisurely, urging her to spill.
"Talk straight."
"Haa... haa... Just a moment... give me a break...!"
"No mercy!"
Strike while the iron's hot.
I shoved my fingers deep again, rubbing her insides.
"Hiiiii?!"
She was too responsive.
I ignored her climaxes and fingered her pussy for a solid five minutes until she blurted it out desperately.
"S-So, you're the first real man I've ever mated with. Now stop already...! Hng?! J-Just let me rest...! Hyaaaaahn!!!!!!"
"What?!"
Did I just hear that right?!
"Haa... haa..."
Stunned, I stopped. Utterly spent, Lisha lay sprawled on the bed, breathing slowly without explanation.
"Huu... You're so rough... Are you being naughty?"
As if nothing happened, she turned away, pressing her back against my chest. Then she grabbed my arm and placed my hand on her breast.
I kneaded it on instinct.
"Hnng! Haa... This feels nice and relaxed."
Her breasts were just a touch smaller than Winia's, perfect for gripping. I couldn't fully grasp one with both hands, but that's what made it ideal.
I worked my hands busily as I spoke.
"Lisha."
"Hm? What is it?"
"I naturally assumed you... y'know, as an experienced witch, had tons of real lovers. But they were homunculi?"
"That's right... It's humiliating to admit now."
"What exactly are these homunculi?"
She explained in a tiny voice.
About a century ago, overcome by raging lust, she'd created homunculi specifically for lewd acts.
The details... they were unmistakably tentacle monsters.
Blushing with shame—no, genuine mortification—she confessed to fucking tentacle beasts.
"What?! Y-You pervert! Perverted witch! That's not normal!"
Lisha was a true witch!
Using dark sorcery for such depravity!
"Kyaa! Shut up! It's not like that!"
"Not like what?!?"
"Kyaaaaahn?!"
In a fit of rage, I mounted her and slammed down in merciless mating press—pure duty to purge her wickedness and heresy.
—Slap! Slap! Slapslap!
—Slap! Slap! Slapslap!
—Slap! Slap! Slapslap!
This... naughty witch!
"Hii?! Hng! Ahhn! Ahhn!!"
Even real people would've been more normal!
No matter how desperate, crafting tentacles to fuck?!
And saying it was better than that?! The blasphemous comparison made me feel like some hyper-stamina monster—I couldn't stand it!
"H-Hyaaaaahn!!!! Hahn!! Aa!! Stop! Stooop!!! "
The room darkened outside. Lost in time, I unleashed all my desires on Lisha, ravaging her as punishment.
The bed creaked like it might break; Lisha threw her head back, screaming in death-throe moans.
Naughty witches need punishment...!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Orange sunset glow filtered through the window.
How many hours had we gone at it...? I'd lost all reason midway; memories were hazy.
—Suck, slurp.
Drained of strength, I lay in Lisha's arms, suckling her nipple. Cute areola and nipple size compared to her huge breasts.
The contrast with Karin only heightened my arousal.
"Hee hee... Like a baby... Thirsty for milk?"
As a witch, her recovery was swift.
Despite dozens of orgasms and my punitive mating presses, she soon regained her dignified air, treating me like a child.
With my stamina spent, I was just a baby now.
"It won't come out... so saaaad..."
—Suck, slurp.
Claudia, Winia, Karin—all the same. No milk from them. Obviously... no kids yet.
Even knowing that, I couldn't stop suckling Lisha.
"Mm... Wait just a moment."
—Pop.
A tiny explosion from her hand. Black smoke cleared, revealing a small flask of white liquid in her grip.
She asked me to let go, so I did.
—Gulp.
She grinned at me and downed the flask in one go.
"Haa... mm... Now."
What?
"Suck now. Hee hee hee... You'll be satisfied."
Intrigued, I latched onto her nipple again, sucking hard with noise.
And then.
"Wha... what?!"
—Spurt! Spurt!
Breast milk sprayed out!
Excited, I looked at Lisha.
"Do as you like."
"Raaaaargh!!! "
Roaring triumphantly, I squeezed her breast and suckled fiercely. No lie—it gushed powerfully, filling my mouth with sweet nectar!
"Hnng... ha! Hyaaaaahn!!"
—Squish.
Lisha pressed my head deeper.
She was feeling it too. I couldn't stop this nursing. Her breasts held dreams and fantasies.
"Hnnng... haa...! Huu... haa... Seeing you enjoy it makes me happy."
"I caaan't believe iiiit!!!"
Lost in bliss, I suckled until night fell. Lisha gently patted my back, nursing me till I was content.
Calling her a naughty witch... retracted...