Chapter 4
Chapter 4
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Secretary's Service on the Way to Meet My Bride
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Inside the carriage heading to meet my new bride, my dedicated secretary was sucking my cock.
'Ah, it's getting so hard.'
The moment the busty beauty's hand touched it, my cock reacted immediately.
Blood rushed in, making my partner swell up fiercely.
'Even though she's not doing it properly, it feels amazing.'
She wasn't touching my cock directly or riding it with her pussy.
Just stroking it lightly over my pants.
I've already had messy sex with women plenty of times.
Yet this touch and situation right now were incredibly arousing.
If anything, doing it over the pants made it even more thrilling, with some seductive allure to it.
Like how sneaky glimpses are hotter than outright displays.
'Sex usually starts after stripping anyway.'
And this was inside a carriage, no less.
On top of that, we were heading to pick up my wife, which added to the taboo vibe.
It felt like doing something I absolutely shouldn't.
Or like I was already cheating on her.
No matter how you slice it, even for me, a woman openly rubbing my cock and tempting me was a first.
"Hmm, it's getting bigger and bigger. A man's cock is so honest, isn't it?"
Before I knew it, my cock was proudly on display.
Mine was pretty big, so it strained quite a bit inside my pants like this.
Then Medeia stopped just stroking it.
Squeeze!
"Eek!"
Instead, she gripped it tightly with her small hand.
And without stopping there, she kneaded it over the pants.
Under the beauty's handiwork, my cock had now swollen to its limit.
It stood tall, visibly erect even through the fabric.
"You look frustrated."
Medeia unzipped my pants.
Even as she did this, her tone and expression remained utterly cold, like she had zero interest in men.
In stark contrast, her touch was as gentle as handling a baby.
My erect cock sprang out.
Twitch.
For a split second, Medeia's shoulders trembled.
My cock was much bigger than average, after all.
I could sense her surprise peeking through that blank expression.
"...It's quite large."
Her hand fully grasped my cock.
She began stroking it up and down, gently stimulating it.
'Oh, this is pretty good.'
I hadn't expected much from such a cold, rigid woman.
But her handjob felt better than I'd imagined.
Or maybe that's exactly why it felt so good.
"Does it hurt?"
"No, it feels great."
She stroked with just the right pressure.
Who could've guessed I'd get this kind of service on the way?
"But really, why are you doing this?"
"You're a guest of the witch clan for now. We can't have you in a bad mood."
So that's why she's giving me a handjob herself.
Hey, as long as it feels good, I don't care.
"We'll arrive soon, so no time to waste. I'll make you cum quickly."
Medeia's hand sped up.
Stimulating from the base to the tip made pleasure surge through me.
"...This is odd."
But Medeia didn't seem satisfied with that either.
"There's no sign of you cumming at all."
"I have strong stamina."
Even so, I've only had sex a few times.
It felt good, but a handjob alone wouldn't make me cum easily.
Truth be told, I was holding back because I wanted to savor the situation.
"The situation and visual effects matter too. Pure stimulation isn't enough usually."
"I... see."
Medeia pondered, then nodded.
She stood and took off her black jacket first.
Her hands then went to the buttons of her dress shirt.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
Without a hint of hesitation, she undid them all.
Revealing the national treasure-level breasts trapped in her tight shirt.
"Is this better?"
Medeia spread her shirt wide open on both sides for a perfect view.
'What kind of tits are bigger than her own head?'
And they looked perfectly firm yet soft, top quality at a glance.
Like they might overflow from her black bra any second.
Below that, a perfectly maintained waist.
Flowing down to hips that traced an alluring curve.
A witch with a blank face but a body made to make cocks throb.
"...I see a reaction."
Seeing that body, my cock—which had been getting serviced—twitched hard.
My instincts screamed to grab those tits and unload.
"Then I'll continue like this."
"...Could you maybe use your mouth too?"
"You mean fellatio. Of course, I've studied that as well."
Medeia's hand gripped the shaft of my cock, now leaking precum, stiffly.
"Would cumming be easier with my mouth?"
"Yes, probably..."
"Then that's what I'll do."
Like a robot, Medeia parted her lips without hesitation.
She brushed her obstructing hair behind her ear.
Slowly, her pretty face lowered.
Careful not to let her teeth touch, she took the head into her mouth.
"Mmm..."
'Whoa.'
Maybe because it was already stimulated by the handjob.
Or because a busty witch was sucking it.
The pleasure from my cock exceeded my expectations.
"Slurp... smack... slurp... chuup!"
The cramped carriage filled with the sounds of her sucking my cock.
'This feels fucking incredible.'
A witch whose magic far surpassed mine.
A beauty no other man could even glimpse, let alone fuck, was giving me a blowjob.
I've slept with plenty of women, but most were below my status.
There weren't any higher than me, the lord's son, to begin with.
In that sense, having a witch like this suck my cock brought excitement beyond mere pleasure.
"Smack, sluuuurp... slurp... mmm..."
Her technique was no joke either.
She engulfed the shaft with her whole mouth.
When her tongue flicked the head, I nearly came without warning.
'Come to think of it, is now the time to test that magic?'
The magic usable only on long-lived species.
I decided to try our ancestor's secret technique.
As I cast the spell, glimpses of the witch's thoughts—sucking my cock—started filtering in.
I could read the witch's thoughts as she diligently sucked my cock, determined to make me cum.
'It's not perfect mind-reading. More like catching fleeting unconscious thoughts.'
I'd thought it was a useless spell.
But getting a blowjob from a witch changed my mind.
'This ability is way better than I thought. Thanks, ancestor.'
Mind-reading was just one part of it.
If I really tried, I could easily conquer long-lived women.
"Could I touch your tits? I think I'd cum faster."
"No. You're about to marry the Great Witch— you can't touch another witch first."
I asked just in case, but she shot it down flat.
Handjobs and blowjobs are fine, though?
'What the hell are her standards?'
I wanted to test the magic on this icy woman if possible.
No, beyond that, I just wanted to grope those amazing tits.
"...Instead, I'll show you my bare breasts. Endure with that."
Medeia unhooked her bra.
Bounce!
Her substantial breasts jiggled with it.
They looked as soft as dough.
'Fuck, insane.'
Perfect shape, size—zero flaws.
'She expects me not to touch tits like these and just look?'
This was basically torture.
"Slurp! Chuup! Sluuuurp!"
Regardless, the visual boost was real.
The building urge to cum that had been rising now hit its peak.
My hips bucked at the sensation of her sucking me in.
'This blowjob is god-tier.'
Did that family head who exiled me ever imagine this?
A haughty witch who seemed like she'd never bare her skin to anyone.
Clinging to my cock, servicing me with her mouth.
'I'm probably the first in human history to get a blowjob from a witch.'
For this alone, I owed the family head thanks.
I could bump those NTR videos for my sister-in-law from three to four later.
"Medeia, I'm close..."
As I savored the blowjob, the urge to cum swelled.
The moment I spoke, Medeia took my cock even deeper.
'Oh.'
She was going to take it in her mouth?
No reason to refuse that.
I unleashed my load freely.
Spurt! Spurt!
An intense, prolonged ejaculation where I could feel every pulse.
Medeia slowly worked her mouth to accept it all.
'Hah, that hit the spot.'
This top-class beauty swallowing my cum.
I let her clean my cock thoroughly before pulling out.
"Hoo."
Medeia licked her lips and smacked them lightly.
"...Not bad at all. The books said it was supposed to be fishy."
Her words sparked a sudden question.
"...Books?"
"I studied hard. Is there a problem?"
"No, so you've never actually...?"
"This is my first time."
"What?"
"So please forgive any clumsiness."
Medeia bowed her head slightly in apology.
"I've never been with a man before. Well, I have now."
So... she touched my cock first, sucked it, even let me see her tits.
'And she's a virgin?'
On top of that, I'm her first for handjobs and blowjobs too?
"You learned all that from books?"
"As your dedicated secretary, prepping on men is only natural."
Medeia said it like it was obvious.
"Witches have zero contact with outsiders, especially men. Naturally, no witch knows about them. Please keep that in mind."
"Got it..."
Quite the interesting fact.
The witches having no male experience, and the woman who just sucked my cock being a virgin.
'This race is more fun than I thought.'
With lifespans of centuries and no males at all.
That meant every witch in the clan was a virgin.
'Makes sense—they don't need sex to reproduce anyway.'
Witches bore daughters through magic.
Suddenly becoming the Great Witch's husband made me a historical anomaly for the clan.
'Anyway, good info.'
All witches are virgins.
Meaning Medeia's mouth-pussy virginity and real pussy virginity could both be mine.
'...As long as I don't have to deal with a 300-year-old hag's virginity.'
If only that could be solved, it'd be perfect.
"We're almost at the territory."
Medeia said, checking the time.
"Our territory strictly controls human entry."
"I'll be the first to enter?"
"Yes. And once you're in, you can't leave."
Medeia spoke with a slightly chilling tone.
Like I shouldn't even think about escaping.
'No, I'll definitely get out.'
I have to reclaim my family and get revenge on my brother.
To do that, I need to get close to the witches first and learn their magic.
No matter what it takes.