Chapter 621
Chapter 621
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 621
Chapter Title: I Won't Forgive You
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I woke up early in the morning.
I had to get to the city gate before it opened.
By now, the merchant caravan workers who had finished processing the basilisk corpse would be waiting outside with it loaded neatly onto wagons.
I needed to go confirm it in person and sign the sales contract.
It was more convenient to handle it outside.
"Ugh."
Leaving behind my wives, who had passed out in deep sleep after I tormented them all night, I grabbed just some shorts and headed downstairs to the first floor.
Claudy had gotten so worked up that she collapsed quickly. If I had my way, I'd have pampered her all day long. According to the original plan, I should've gone at it with Claudy without sleeping and then headed to the gate.
Since that didn't happen, I ended up sleeping too, leaving my lust unsatisfied. So as soon as I opened my eyes, I was rock hard.
While I'm up, should I ask Ari for a handjob?
No, time's tight if I want to head out before sunrise.
"...Father?"
As I came down to the living room, Ari, who had been sleeping on the sofa under a blanket, rubbed her eyes, got up groggily, and stumbled over to hug me.
Even half-asleep, she wanted to come to me.
More importantly, my throbbing erection under my shorts was pressing against Ari's belly, clad only in underwear... but let's not think about that.
What firm abs.
"Awake already? Sleep well?"
I wrapped my arms around her waist and asked. Ari nuzzled her face against my neck, delighted.
"Yes... I slept well. You're up early today, Father?"
"Got something to do. Can't give you the white stuff since I need to wash up quick. I'll give it to you when I get back."
If I started jerking off now, it'd take about an hour straight, so I had to hold back. It's damn hard to stop midway in this state.
"...Then let's wash together. I'll wash you, Father."
"Together?"
"Yes. I'm awake now too, so I should wash up."
This is a bit much.
"No."
"Huh? You let me yesterday, but not today?"
Ari tilted her head, puzzled when I refused.
Come to think of it, we six did wash together yesterday. That's the problem with giving an inch...
But since I'd already let it happen once, no choice now.
"Well, can't be helped then. Let's go."
"Hee hee hee, I'm so happy."
I could jerk off while she washes me.
With cold water, I can cut it short. Ethically questionable, but necessary.
So I stripped with Ari and entered the bathroom together.
Something felt off in the atmosphere.
"..."
Even in the dim bathroom, Ari's feminine curves radiated allure.
From her huge breasts to her fully swollen hips, and her slim waist with flowing red straight hair.
Looking at her did stir my lust. Her figure was as good as my wives'. Especially similar to Karin and Claudy. Her face was just as beautiful.
The bewitching beauty I first sensed had turned into pure sexual appeal. How could she look wicked when she always smiled, calling me Father and asking for hugs?
"Father?"
Ari called me, snapping me out of it.
No, shit. My judgment's clouded by lust. Being home makes me think only of sex the moment I open my eyes. I need to head to the gate and then visit Liztina or someone.
With all my wives down, I'll have to beg that big sis to help me out.
"Hee hee hee, it's so swollen... Because of me, right? I'm happy."
Ari covered her mouth laughing as she eyed my precum-leaking cock.
"...Don't be happy about it. You said you'd wash me, so pour some water on my body."
"Yes... Like this. Should I do it like the others did for you yesterday?"
"Yeah, like that."
We'd washed together yesterday.
My wives had soaped me up using their whole bodies, enjoying themselves.
—Splash.
Ari slowly poured water over me, then reached out to rub my back. Her touch was hot. She poured more water to soak me completely and started soaping.
—Swish, swish.
"There..."
She thoroughly soaped my back, shoulders, and neck, then grabbed my forearm. I thought she'd soap my arms next, but suddenly she pulled it between her thighs.
And started rubbing her pussy against my forearm.
"Haaah...! Hng...!"
Her hardened clit dragged across my muscles.
"Haa... Haa... Hng...!"
Soap bubbles formed with her movements. Ari, face flushed, melted into moans as she masturbated furiously.
...What?
"...Ari?"
"Yes...?"
"What are you doing?"
"...Washing you."
I asked in confusion, but she answered as if it were obvious.
"Is something weird?"
"Yeah, it's weird?"
Super fucking weird?
Soaping my forearm like this?
The soaping was excellent.
She was just using her pussy instead of her hands to lather it up.
"But... yesterday, the others washed you like this, didn't they? Using their whole bodies... like this."
—Grind.
Ari kept using my arm for clit stimulation as she spoke.
"Using their pussies like this... Hng...! Ah, they washed both your arms... and finally soaped their breasts to clean your cock... I want to do that for you too."
...Shit, taught her something bad again.
Karin and Claudy had indeed soaped my arms that way yesterday.
"...That's only for my wives to do to me. Just use your hands."
Can't blame her for imitating what she saw.
Ari was just innocently copying what she thought I liked.
Couldn't scold her, so I gently persuaded her while pulling my arm from between her legs.
"Ah, Father, wait... Let me finish that at least. Please? It feels so good... Stopping hurts, okay?"
"Hurting from lust?"
"Yes... It's always like this... My pussy aches so much... I thought washing you like this was the best way."
Ari fidgeted as she spoke.
"Good, you said it properly. But don't use my arm—do it yourself."
"...Can I do it in front of you, Father?"
"Go ahead."
—Smack.
At my permission, Ari beamed and kissed my cheek.
"Hee hee hee, I love you, Father. Thanks for allowing it."
After thanking me, Ari stayed in position and started rubbing her pussy.
"Haaaah... Haa... Ahng, haang."
It was quite the lewd sight.
She couldn't hold back her moans, her juices flowing down to wet her ankles.
—Grind grind grind grind.
Watching this was driving me insane.
"Ah, fuck, no. Ari, I gotta go before it's too late. Finish quick and let's go."
"...Yes."
Gotta jerk off fast and collect my money.
I sat on the edge of the tub, and Ari knelt obediently in front of me. Her proffered red lips begging for a kiss, her breasts below— all so tempting. Her cute pink nipples fueled my arousal.
I grabbed my cock and started stroking to cum.
—Stroke stroke stroke stroke!
—Stroke stroke stroke stroke!
—Stroke stroke stroke stroke!
—Stroke stroke stroke stroke!
"Ngh...!"
My insanely hard cock gave pelvic-thrusting pleasure just from stroking. I masturbated to Ari's body, imagining Claudy.
"Father..."
Ari watched me, then fingered her pussy deeply, rubbing inside furiously as she masturbated.
"Hng, haaaah... Father, Fatherrr...! Haht!"
Ari's waist arched on her knees, squirting juices toward me... this is crazy!
"No, Ari? C-calm down a bit?"
"...I can't hold it. You're doing it too—if I don't, it's weird. I'll keep going till you finish."
"Uh... okay then."
When I told her to calm down, she clearly conveyed her intent even mid-masturbation frenzy.
Ari's gotten smarter lately... or am I imagining it?
"Mutual masturbation, huh..."
Couldn't help it. Couldn't stop Ari writhing in lust.
"Haht, hng. Haaah...! Aang, haaaang...!"
Ari sent me pleading looks, begging me to watch as she plunged fingers deep, stirring inside. She wanted to masturbate while I watched her face.
"Fuck...!"
Couldn't hold back seeing that. Soon, I came hard all over Ari's body.
What the hell am I doing.
"Haa..."
I was out of breath.
Anyway, might be late now.
I rinsed off the soap quickly.
"Ari... can you wash yourself?"
"...Yes."
Ari panted hotly in response, then kissed my cheek like when I permitted her masturbation, smiling her goodbye.
—Smack.
"Hee hee hee, have a safe trip, Father. The ache's a bit better now."
I hurried out of the bathroom.
"..."
I'd left Ari covered in my cum, gotten a thank-you kiss just for a handjob—felt weird, but it was routine, so I ignored it.
How do I set sexual boundaries with Ari?
Telling her to suppress her ripe lust is torture. Torturing a girl who calls me Father is unforgivable. Never.
Ari's lust seemed strong too.
Holding back must hurt.
It was my semen that got her hooked in the first place. What could I do about that?
Keep permitting her to masturbate every time she clings to me?
When she grows more, gains knowledge, and voices her desires clearly—what then?
I dried off and dressed while thinking that.
Raising a kid is fucking tough.
No, my dick's the one that's tough.
"Ugh."
Anyway, I geared up fully, grabbed the basilisk head sack and certificate, and headed out.
Since I'd finished quick, the sun hadn't risen yet.
But it would soon, so I dashed to the gate.
By the time I arrived, the sun was rising.
Guards were doing a shift change ritual. They opened the gate, and people waiting outside slowly entered.
I went straight out.
As expected, wagons waited outside. Among them, the caravan's from yesterday. Full loads meant they finished.
I approached a worker.
"Basilisk slayer here. Where's the person in charge?"
"In charge? Ah, over there."
"Thanks."
Following his point, the merchant from yesterday stood directing. Serious dark circles—he'd worked all night too.
"Work done?"
"Oh, you're here quick."
"Yes."
I set down the sack.
"That... the basilisk head?"
"See for yourself."
I opened it, revealing the head. The merchant grabbed it, yelling in shock.
"G-Good god!! So hideous!!!!"
Nearby folks cheered at the massive head.
"Ooh!!!! That's!!!"
"The basilisk head!!!!"
"How'd you catch it!!"
"That size!!!!"
The head was fucking huge. Its gruesome look drew workers to gawk. I'd been shocked too at first.
I let them look a bit, then pulled the merchant aside.
"Truly a fearsome beast... This lowly thing wrecked our wagons.."
"Heh heh, yeah. Oh, wagon debris was scattered—what'd you take?"
"Just the intact stuff. You removed the brain—selling it?"
Risha wants it—no way.
"Gonna eat it."
"Pardon?"
"Absorb its power. Tribal tradition."
"Ahh... Mirkeshan tradition... Can't argue then."
I bullshitted smoothly.