Chapter 378
Chapter 378
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 378
Chapter Title: The Countess (5)
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The two of them sat side by side on the sofa, just like they did during lessons.
The only differences from usual were that both Siu and Countess Yesode were stark naked, not a stitch of clothing on them.
And the countess's eyes, once filled with such refined poise, were now hazily clouded, while her usually neat hair was slightly disheveled.
"Countess, could you promise me one thing?"
"W-what...?"
Countess Yesode, who had passed out from the multi-orgasm package and come to from the baby attack.
She still seemed half-dreaming, half-awake.
Or more precisely, she hadn't fully grasped what had just happened.
"Just like you told me to do, say 'I'm gonna cum' before you do it. And don't cum until I give you permission."
"S-Siu...?"
The countess was flustered for two reasons.
First, Siu, whom she'd taken for a total virgin, was giving such blatantly explicit instructions.
But she didn't dwell on it seriously.
For one, her mind hadn't fully caught up to reality after fainting.
More importantly, it didn't seem like the result of any real expertise on his part.
Her own body had been craving sex after so long, every inch hypersensitive like an erogenous zone, and the pleasure had come from his massive size and raw power—she just hadn't adjusted yet.
That was the bigger reason for her surprise at this moment.
"Siu, women don't ejaculate like men do. And since I'm an astral body... you know what that means, right?"
Exactly.
For men, ejaculation looks intuitively like "shooting," but for women, it's entirely different.
Especially if he thought "cumming" meant urination—it made even less sense.
She couldn't even remember the last time she'd gone to the bathroom.
Did he really not know that either?
Siu shook his head at Countess Yesode's reaction.
"No, that's not true. Want me to show you?"
"Show me what...?"
"You can cum too, Countess."
"Kyaa...!"
A ribbon shot from Siu's waist, wrapping around the countess's limbs like a snake.
Calming the startled countess, Siu pressed his middle and ring fingers together.
"Um, Siu? You don't have to do this... I won't run away or anything...?"
"It's fine. Just a precaution for the demonstration."
He gazed at the countess's pussy, spread wide in an M-shape.
"Oh..."
Even though they'd just had sex, he'd never seen it this raw—position, angle, lighting all perfect.
And the sight was truly breathtaking.
Between her plump, cushy outer labia that bulged out just as much, her inner lips draped like curtains.
And nestled within, a swollen pearl of a clit, puffy and round.
No pubic hair down there to obstruct the view.
If he pressed a sheet of paper between her thighs right now, it'd leave a perfect pussy print like a pretty kiss mark stamped on.
"D-don't look so much..."
Feeling shy, perhaps?
The countess turned her head away, avoiding Siu's heated gaze.
But her pussy didn't lie.
It twitched invitingly, waggling its round clit up and down as if begging for something delicious to devour it.
"Pardon the intrusion."
"Ah...!"
Siu slid his fingers into her hot pussy without further delay.
The slick, gummy inner walls felt far more detailed than his cock had.
"Hngh...! Hngh...!"
Just teasing the entrance made her hips buck and her clit quiver.
She'd cum so many times already; she was hypersensitive.
"Countess, your clit's twitching nonstop—want me to hold it steady?"
"Heek!"
As Siu gently pressed his pinky nail against the seed-sized nub.
Her magenta eyes widened fully, her body jerking.
Bonus: her pussy clenched down hard enough to hurt.
"S-Siu! Stop teasing, or I'll get mad!"
"You're loving it—what are you talking about?"
-Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
"Heek! Heek! Heek! Siuuu...!"
Pressing her clit like a button with his thumb, each time eliciting weird moans and shudders from the countess.
Before her resentful glare could land, Siu moved to finish his goal swiftly.
"Sorry, got carried away. Let me show you right now."
First, he crooked his fingers like a hook.
Slide one to two knuckles into her entrance, and there's a notably spongy spot on the ceiling.
He hooked it right there.
Then, palm against her pussy cushion, bob your whole upper body up and down to load weight and vibration onto the hook.
It was the pinnacle hand technique—even Sharon had squealed from it a few times.
But with the countess, gripping a bit firmer felt better.
Her thick, raised mound cradled his palm like a real cushion, soft and supportive.
Lube would be ideal, but her sopping state made it unnecessary.
"Eut!"
Her body slumped suddenly.
Without the ribbons holding her legs and Siu supporting her torso, she'd have tumbled off the sofa.
All strength drained from her.
"Any discomfort?"
"A bit... embarrassing..."
"That's normal."
Offering a smile to the countess feigning composure, he began moving his arm.
Key here: keep hand fixed, pivot upper body around elbow to weight and vibrate the hook tip.
-Splish! Splish! Splish!
The fingering started with the sound of wringing a wet rag.
Just two fingers—even if manly.
She might've been a tad overconfident.
But she underestimated what a perfectly hooked G-spot could unleash.
"Uh! Uh! Uhh...!"
It began with low moans.
But in under 30 seconds, Lucy Yesode realized her judgment was hasty.
-Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
"Ha... Uh... Mmph... Hoomp...!"
Her already sensitive pussy stimulated precisely at the fingertips.
Palm grinding her clit relentlessly.
Siu's mechanical, tireless motion swept her body—momentarily calmed—back into flames of lust instantly.
"S-S-S-Siu...!"
"Don't forget the promise, okay?"
Normally, pleasure builds from 0 to 100 for orgasm.
This technique was different.
Starts at 90, climbs to 150 without release.
Cum, reset to 150, chase 200—endless stacking ecstasy.
And.
"Hup!"
Siu inhaled sharply, ramping tempo like he'd wring every drop of nectar from her pussy.
Her eyes, already maxed wide, bulged impossibly further in that instant.
-Squishsquishsquishsquishsquishsquish
Like gentle rain turning to downpour.
Her toes curled against her will.
Thighs spasming, but ribbons held firm—no escape.
Exposed, her white cushy pussy took the full barrage of pleasure undefended.
"Siu! Siu...! W-wait just a sec...!"
Same as before, perfectly.
Pleasure beyond anything she'd known.
If past sex or masturbation was a half-bath in a tub of liquid ecstasy.
This was someone grabbing her hair and waterboarding her in it.
-Squishsquishsquishsquish! Splish! Splish! Splish!
"Ah... Ah... Haaaaang...!"
Her body more sensitive than she'd imagined?
Unlike before, climax hit abruptly, no warning.
To escape, she'd arch back—but her body betrayed, bowing like a bridge, thrusting pussy forward.
Begging for more touch, more ravaging.
100% vulgar half-bridge pose.
And with that, her spasming pussy clamped Siu's fingers, squirting fresh nectar like a ripe mussel.
Tight channel and gushing fluids merged into a perfect squirt gun show.
-Squirt! Squirt! Splurt! Squish!
"Haaat! Stop...! Stooop! Siuuu!"
"See? Women can cum too."
"Y-yes! You're... right...! So...! So stooop...!"
Nearly wailing, she twisted wildly, hips quaking.
Each powerful bite from her tight depths spat squirts like saliva.
Fluids splashed palm, wrist, forearm—even his face in wet slaps.
"Hoo.... Hngguuu... Hngguuu...."
Siu slowed, and she finally stopped moaning, catching breath.
But even breathing trembled like hypothermia.
Proof her pussy twitches synced with vocal vibrations.
"Now that you get it, say it like we promised?"
"T-that's... Siu... too vulgar.... Ha-ut...!"
She tried clinging, but as he poked her weak spot again, arms fell limp.
"You have to say it."
"Just a break... then I'll.... Haaaaak...!"
Resuming motion flipped her pleading voice.
She shook her head no-no while bridging pussy forward again.
But Siu showed no mercy.
How could he, faced with such a maddeningly arousing sight?
-Splishsplishsplish
-Squirt! Squirt! Squeek...!
"Hook! Haut! Uk...!"
Obscene finger symphony to the metronome of lewd sounds.
Squishing nectar and her sloppy moans in chorus.
Her swollen mussel, defenses zeroed from stacked climaxes, showed signs soon.
"Countess."
"N-no...! Haat...! Can't say... something so embarrassing...!"
Not even "gonna cum."
"Gonna squirt"...
Secret kink or not,
For prim Lucy, lifetime as proper countess-wife, it was too indecent, improper, shameless to utter.
"Don't be like that. It's a promise."
What crumbled her mental barrier? One button.
Siu's free hand now thumb-mashing her clit.
-Squeeze squeeze
-Squishsquish
"Hnggak...!"
Overwhelming pleasure.
Hips arched back ferociously.
Toes barely gripping sofa edge, she flailed frog-upside-down, begging mercy.
"S-Siu..! Not... there... if you touch...! No! Dangerous, so dangerous...!"
"You'll say it, right?"
"Y-yes! I will...! I will...! So stop...! I-I'm gonna squirt...! Gonna squirt...! Right now, right nooow...! Haaaaang...!"
Her grip bruised his forearm; after brief pause, hips thrashed front-back wildly.
-Squeek! Squeek! Squeek!
"Haat...! Haaaang...! Haaaaaaaang...!"
Each segmented moan sprayed like piss, eyes rolling back as she went berserk, broken.
Over 30 seconds of fantasy fountain show, then she collapsed limply.
Releasing ribbons, her noble form slumped.
Sitting in her own nectar puddle on the sofa—not exactly regal.
"Countess."
"Hek!"
Her hazy mind snapped back.
Quick recovery, no new stim.
Glancing around, she spoke fast, fearing interruption.
"S-Siu. Lesson ends here today. I-I just remembered an urgent appointment."
"Huh?"
"Oh dear... look at me.... You'll understand, right?"
She scrambled into clothes haphazardly.
Wobbling like a newborn fawn, yet stubbornly slipping on heels, she vanished like wind.
Gone before he could grab her.
"...What the?"
Bailing now?
About to ease into the main event, Siu felt utterly bewildered.