Chapter 375
Chapter 375
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 375
Chapter Title: The Countess (2)
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1.
Siu had to admit it.
He had neither principles nor any sense of pride.
If he had to scrape together one excuse, it was that he'd inhaled too much of Countess Yesod's scent.
Not only had he been constantly near her, breathing it in unintentionally, but just moments ago, when she'd gripped his member bare-handed without gloves, her breathing had faltered, and he'd deeply inhaled the fragrant aroma of her hair.
But even more dangerous was the countess's inherent allure.
Even without her scent, even if she truly were a married woman with a husband...
He would've thrown caution to the wind, become her lover, gotten sued, and been stripped of every penny in alimony.
Her red lips, like the forbidden fruit freshly bitten into, caught his lower lip.
With eyes closed, Countess Yesod sucked on his tender flesh as if savoring its beauty.
Her long eyelashes trembled, as if about to tickle his face at any moment.
"Chuuup... Chu... Chu..."
The plump flesh of her soft, yielding lip mucosa melted against him, clinging thickly as if they'd always been one.
The unique sweetness of her lip gloss spread through his mouth.
A rush of her thick, sweet bodily fragrance filled his nostrils.
Siu felt his brakes shatter completely.
He had crossed an irreversible river.
Countess Yesod forgot all about the member in her grasp, lost in the kiss.
As they lightly nibbled and sucked at each other's lips...
Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck.
She nipped his lower lip lightly and lifted only her eyes to gaze at him.
"Siu, are you nervous?"
Unlike her sultry speech and demeanor, a hint of innocence lingered in her gaze.
They hadn't even started a full French kiss, yet her breath was already ragged, her body heaving.
"No, it's just..."
"You don't need to think about anything right now. It's just the two of us here."
As if cutting off his words, she thrust her chest forward and resumed the kiss.
Finally, her tongue slipped between his lips, tapping at his teeth.
How was any man with a pulse supposed to hold back?
Unable to endure any longer, Siu's hands seized her slender waist.
"Hup...!"
She widened her eyes in surprise, then smiled bashfully and kissed him again.
In response, he extended his tongue, and Countess Yesod sucked on it devotedly, as if nursing from a breast.
"Chup... Chuuup... Chuup..."
It was more fitting to call it devoted than anything else—so meticulously.
She caressed his tongue with the care one might give an erogenous zone.
This was not the mischievous countess who always teased him playfully.
She was simply a female lost in lust, clinging to him.
"Haa... Haa..."
The long kiss ended.
The countess panted heavily.
Her hands slipped behind her back, undoing the clasp; her dress slid down her shoulders.
Her sinful breasts, which had tempted him time and again, revealed themselves under the dim lighting.
"Wow..."
Siu let out an involuntary exclamation.
He'd suspected as much since she'd lifted her skirt without a bra.
But it exceeded his expectations—surpassed his imagination.
Her breasts seemed to have invested slightly more points in softness than firmness.
Even in the small motion of undressing, they rippled softly, yet held their perfect shape without a hint of sag.
Her areolas were so faint they blended seamlessly into her skin, crowned by adorable nipples asserting their presence.
"Hehe... What do you think?"
She rested her forearms atop her breasts and asked.
It looked like she was trying to cover herself, but nothing was hidden.
On the contrary, she subtly lifted them from below, emphasizing their allure.
"You've always looked at them like you wanted to devour them."
"Did I...?"
"Yes, and you still are... Come here?"
She drew him in like a mother soothing a baby.
In an instant, Countess Yesod leaned back against the sofa, and Siu lay with his head on her soft thighs.
"Come to think of it, I haven't properly repaid your kindness yet."
Lying there, pillowed on her thighs, he was treated to the sight of her breasts swaying above like a mobile.
A breathtaking vista, pure bliss.
"My repayment is a new kind of private lesson for you, Siu. Not in magic, but in my body—teaching you every inch."
She leaned forward slightly, like a mother offering her breast, grasping one and bringing it to his lips.
"We've progressed to kissing... Next, shall we learn about handjobs? Want to suck on it? Do whatever you like."
Siu's mouth parted, capturing her small nipple.
The plush softness at his lips, the firm nub on his tongue tip.
Her unique bodily scent wafted strongly, as if her skin had absorbed her trapped fragrance and perfume.
"Hn...!"
Her thighs tensed.
For long years, her only relief had been occasional solo play.
Now, that sensitive peak entered a hot mouth, brushed by a tongue—the electric pleasure shot through her like lightning, tingling down to her throat.
But she steadied her breath and suppressed her moan.
"Ngh, hng..."
In truth, her body was already aflame at its limit.
Her starved flesh, permitting another's touch after so long, had awakened fully the moment his firm hands encircled her waist.
Her pent-up lust liquefied, surging to her fingertips.
But as the one leading him, she couldn't show weakness yet.
She reached out and gripped his shaft.
"Good boy, good... Haa... Let me take care of it."
-Tap tap tap tap
One hand stroked his hair; the other began handjobbing him.
A dry handjob without lube, her motions surprisingly unskilled.
But it was enough.
Her jiggling breasts, threatening to smother mouth and nose alike, paired with her impossibly soft hands—untouched by water—steadily built his pleasure.
"Siu, how are you so massive... Haaang..."
She eyed the frighteningly huge member with heated gaze.
Would something like this even fit inside her?
If it did, how deep would it plunge?
The sensation of her nipple being suckled vigorously, combined with imagining what was to come, made her legs clench repeatedly.
Her panties had soaked through embarrassingly during the kiss.
Yet she had no desire to stop.
A passionate night, forgotten for ages, awaited.
She formed a ring with thumb and index, lightly fisting the rest around his shaft.
This astonishing thing was too massive to grasp fully, scorching hot to the touch, making her lower belly throb just from holding it.
"D-Does it feel good?"
"......"
"S-Siu... If you suck that hard... Hn...!"
Her thighs spasmed as if electrocuted.
He'd been teasing her nipple like candy with his tongue tip, then suddenly intensified the suction.
Reaching climax from nipples alone was hard without training.
Countess Yesod had never done it, though she'd used it plenty in her novels.
But his canines grazed her nipple lightly...
As it hardened under pressure and was sucked out, intermittent tremors seized her body, like the brink of orgasm.
The frustrations and lust piled up over lonely nights were like refined liquor.
A single spark set it ablaze.
"Haa... Siu, you... No matter how hard you suck, no milk will come out... Haa..."
She gazed down at him with affectionate eyes.
His hyper-masculine body suckling her breast greedily, hips bucking...
The contrast between his peak physical form and babyish antics stirred a delicious sense of depravity.
"......"
Wow.
This is paradise.
Siu marveled inwardly.
The mature woman's skilled aura and delicacy emanated from Countess Yesod.
It applied to her handjob too.
It didn't rush him toward release.
No skin-pulling despite no lube proved it.
Like a grandmother singing lullabies patiently, it was gentle and indulgent.
The moderate stimulation kept his uncircumcised cock sensitive, feeling every finger, every soft motion vividly.
"Haa... Haa, Siu... You're such a good boy?"
Was this the pinnacle of ecstasy?
Soft thighs cradling his head.
Meticulous handjob and gentle hair-stroking.
Not content with filling his mouth, her breasts rubbed softly over his entire face.
And finally, Countess Yesod's lewd form—trembling and stifling moans each time he suckled her nipple.
The excitement from that nearly triggered his climax despite the mild stimulation.
"Siu... Hn... A-Are you... getting... close?"
He nodded, nipple still in mouth, and she smiled delightedly.
"Haa haa... For the finish, I'll use my mouth."
She tried to fellate him from her seated position, but fell just short.
She gently lowered his head from her thigh and crawled around to switch positions.
The spacious sofa—large enough as a bed—offered plenty of room.
-Rustle
Countess Yesod assumed a 69 position, heads facing opposite ways.
His face delved into her dress like entering a curtained nook.
Suddenly, invited into the world beneath Countess Yesod's skirt.
She knelt over his shoulders, legs slightly spread.
Her secret triangle loomed right before his nose.
Like overripe fruit past harvest, she dripped sticky nectar.
Her panties weren't just soaked—they'd drenched the inner thighs where they met.
The sheer lace barely veiled her plump labia, like a light mosaic.
So transparent, even the swollen clitoris's outline was visible.
The thick female musk and sight scrambled his mind—not unpleasantly.
Intense visual stimulation plus witch pheromones—lethal to him—in an enclosed space...
He couldn't hold out.
"Kugh!"
"Eek...!"
Even as she shifted, she'd gently stroked his shaft.
As she parted her lips to receive his load, she flinched in surprise.
Just her breath grazing it made it swell, then erupt wildly.
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Thick white fountains shot upward like geysers.
Far more volume and density than average, spewing endlessly.
"That's it, good boy... It's okay, Siu."
Unfazed, she held his ejaculating shaft, gently milking him to completion.
Even the last drops, she squeezed out cleanly by hand.
Her face and hands were plastered with sticky white semen.