Chapter 33
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Translator: Xrecker
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Deflowering
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“You want me to suck that?”
I thrust my hips forward in response, making my cock bob.
Dorothea, looking at me incredulously, pouted.
“You’re dirty. You haven’t even washed, and you smell like sweat.”
She wasn’t wrong, so I had no rebuttal.
I racked my brain, trying to figure out how to convince her to give me a blowjob, when I spotted the half-empty bottle of alcohol on the table.
“Aha!”
An idea struck me.
I got off the bed, grabbed the bottle, and poured the remaining alcohol over my erect cock.
I then proudly presented it to Dorothea.
“Now it’s disinfected, right?”
“As if, idiot.”
Dorothea’s face, which had softened momentarily, returned to its usual coldness. She sighed deeply and reached for my cock with her right hand.
“Fine, I’ll do what you want. I’m the one who asked you to teach me about sex, after all.”
“Good thinking.”
“So, what do I do?”
She looked at me innocently, her hand still gripping my cock, and I explained,
“Just lick it slowly with your tongue.”
“…Like this?”
Dorothea hesitantly stuck out her tongue and touched the tip of my cock.
The pre-cum that had been leaking out was wiped away by her tongue.
She retracted her tongue and tilted her head, a strange expression on her face.
“It doesn’t taste like anything. Just the alcohol you poured on it.”
I chuckled and patted her head.
“That’s normal. Foreplay is about pleasing your partner, not yourself.”
I praised her and gave her the next instruction.
“You know those lollipops kids eat? Imagine you’re sucking on one of those.”
“…But this doesn’t taste sweet.”
“Just use your imagination.”
Dorothea hesitated for a moment, then nodded and, without further complaint, crouched down and began sucking my still-sweaty cock.
At first, she just mouthed the tip, but as she grew more comfortable, she took more of it into her mouth.
Slurp, suck, smooch, suck
It wasn’t the most skillful blowjob, lacking both technique and suction, but I appreciated the gesture, considering Dorothea’s usual arrogance.
Despite her initial reluctance, she was now engrossed in the task.
Suck, slurp
She suddenly pulled away, her cheeks puffed out like marshmallows, and asked,
“Why bother with this? Can’t you just stick it in and move your hips?”
I shrugged and explained patiently, as if to a child,
“Think about it. Do you only eat plain rice?”
“No.”
“What you’re suggesting is like eating only plain rice, without any side dishes.”
“Ah.”
A look of understanding dawned on Dorothea’s face.
As if to make up for the interruption, she grabbed my cock and began stroking it with her hand.
While her technique was lacking, her enthusiasm was evident. I felt myself getting close and, grabbing her twintails, I shouted,
“I’m cumming!”
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
“Ugh!”
Dorothea tried to pull away, but I held her hair firmly, and she ended up swallowing my load.
“…Ugh, that tastes weird.”
“You swallowed it? You could have just spit it out.”
“It seemed like a waste.”
Dorothea opened her mouth, showing me the pool of semen inside, then, after playing with it with her tongue for a moment, she swallowed.
It was a surprisingly seductive gesture.
While I was savoring the afterglow of my orgasm, Dorothea removed her last remaining garment, the mesh tights.
She must have decided they were in the way.
Now completely naked, we lay on the bed, facing each other. Suddenly feeling self-conscious, we both turned our heads away.
Wow, why am I so nervous?
I took a deep breath and pulled her small body close, holding her in my arms.
Regaining my composure, I said softly,
“I’m going in now.”
Dorothea, her head bowed, nodded slightly.
I laid her down on the bed and placed a pillow under her lower back.
I had heard it helped ease the pain for first-timers.
Since this was Dorothea’s first time, I decided on the missionary position, so she could see my face and feel more at ease.
As I positioned the tip of my cock against her already wet entrance, Dorothea shivered.
But I couldn’t afford to hesitate.
I thrust forward in one swift motion.
“Ahh!”
Dorothea’s face contorted in pain.
Despite being one of the Four Heavenly Kings, she was still just a girl.
That realization struck me anew.
Knowing that moving immediately would only cause her more pain, I held still, my cock buried inside her, and wrapped my arms around her tightly.
As we held each other, our body heat mingling, our initial excitement subsided, and I finally looked at her face.
Dorothea’s red eyes, still glistening with tears, looked up at me as she opened her arms.
“Move.”
I obliged.
The tightness of her virgin pussy made it difficult to move, but not impossible.
Without even bothering to wipe away the blood, I began thrusting in and out of her.
I had experienced countless pussies in my life, but Dorothea’s was among the top ten, possessing incredible potential.
What started as simple thrusting intensified as her natural lubrication increased, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing through the room.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound was strangely addictive, the raw, unadulterated sound of two bodies joined together.
Dorothea, initially in pain, gradually adjusted to the sensation, her face contorting in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
She seemed reluctant to admit it, her pride as a powerful witch likely getting in the way.
After a while, I felt another wave of pleasure building.
“I’m close.”
I said, my voice strained, and Dorothea, with surprising skill for a virgin, expertly milked my cock, grinding her hips against mine, maximizing the pleasure.
“I’m cumming!”
I pulled out just before climaxing and sprayed my semen over her stomach.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
My load covered her small body.
But Dorothea, seemingly unsatisfied with the premature ejaculation, frowned and touched the semen on her stomach.
“Why did you pull out?” she asked accusingly.
“I didn’t want to cum inside you.”
Despite my promiscuous nature, I still had some manners.
But my answer didn't seem to satisfy her. She looked at the semen on her stomach, a strange expression on her face, then said with a determined look,
“Let’s do it again. This time, cum inside me. I’ll take a contraceptive later.”
“Are you sure? I heard even witches’ contraceptives aren't 100% effective.”
“That’s not your concern.”
If that’s what she wanted…
I lifted Dorothea’s body, mindful of her being a first-timer.
She naturally wrapped her arms around my neck, putting us in a position commonly known as the reverse cowgirl.
Having experienced a few kisses by now, she initiated the next one, pressing her lips against mine.
Her almost childlike eagerness flustered me. She nibbled on my lower lip and said with a provocative smile,
“Don’t tell me you’re already tired?”
Just as I had provoked her earlier, she was now doing the same to me.
It was the kind of challenge no man could refuse.
“Get your pussy ready. I’m going to teach you a lesson.”
“Ha! I’d like to see you try!”
She was likely trying to rile me up for a more pleasurable experience, but I didn't care.
My only goal was to make this arrogant witch cry out in pleasure.
I steeled myself and, as Dorothea continued to smile provocatively, I kissed her again, our tongues intertwining.