Chapter 56
Chapter 56
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: No Matter How You Look at It, a Pervert Who Loves Being Tied Up
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No matter how I looked at it, she was a pervert who loved being tied up.
Once Kirke caught the rhythm, she shook her hips wildly without a care.
The soft smack of her ass against my body echoed loudly through the room.
"Haaang! Aang! It feels so gooood...! Your cock is so haaard, husband...!"
"Aren't you moving a bit too intensely? What if you get tired?"
"But it feels too good... Eek! My hips are moving on their own! Haaaang!"
Squeak, squeak.
Her eyes had already glazed over in pleasure long ago, but she didn't slow down one bit.
No focused grinding of her ass against my cock.
No playful hip bounces or fancy techniques.
'But she has such an amazing body and a world-class pussy that makes up for all of it.'
Her pussy, perfectly molded to my cock, clenched tight, urging me to cum.
And the sight of Kirke's beautiful face flushed in ecstasy was stimulation enough on its own.
"Haaang! Aang! It feels so gooood...! You're enjoying this too, right, Kal?"
"Huu! Yeah, I'm feeling it pretty... nngh... good too."
It wasn't empty flattery—I was savoring some serious jolts of pleasure myself.
Dopamine was flooding my brain like a dam bursting.
After having my cock tormented just moments ago, one slip and I'd blow right away.
To think I could just lie back and enjoy stimulation like this.
A lot of men would gladly give up their entire fortunes for one night like this.
'No, this scene alone is worth filming as porn.'
Kirke's looks and figure were that overwhelming.
Even top-tier actresses couldn't hold a candle to her.
"Haa...! Huaa...! Nngh! Your cock is so biiig, husband...! Eek!"
"Kirke, I'm getting close... "
My cock was already on the verge of exploding.
Enjoying cowgirl like this pushed me right to the edge in no time.
"Haa! Haa! Cum! Inside my pussy...! Fill me up!"
Kirke demanded it as she kept slamming her hips down.
I obliged, shooting my load in response.
At the same time, Kirke's body shuddered in climax.
"Nnghhuuuuh...!"
Kirke's body trembled violently.
Her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, milking every drop.
'What an incredible grip.'
Despite bedding plenty of women before, this pussy was on another level.
Diana the elf might be the only comparable one.
Though their charms were totally different.
"Haa... haa..."
Kirke's upper body collapsed onto me.
Her soft breasts and hot breath tickled my skin.
How could someone with such huge tits and ass feel this light?
The mysteries of the human body never ceased.
"That felt great. You've gotten pretty good at sex yourself, Kirke."
I stroked the head of a slightly exhausted, panting Kirke.
Her jewel-like purple eyes glared up at me.
"...I'm way older than you. Treating me like a kid."
"Sex-wise, you're honestly way better than me, Kirke. I still remember those cute moans from our first time."
"D-don't bring that up. I was so nervous back then."
Kirke averted her gaze bashfully.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
'How can a woman over 300 be this fresh and adorable?'
She was as cute as ever, past and present.
Even more lovable and beautiful for it.
"Anyway, that's beside the point."
"Kyaa!"
I scooped Kirke up and laid her properly on the bed.
Her sweat-slicked naked body spread out beneath me.
Her impossibly huge breasts jiggled once.
Her artistic thighs and pretty pussy continued to tempt any man.
'I've held back a lot with a body like this right in front of me.'
She'd just given me cowgirl service and made me cum.
But since I wasn't in control, it didn't count.
I grabbed Kirke's wrists and forced them up above her head, pinning them down.
No matter that she was a witch—even without magic, her strength couldn't match mine.
"Time to pay the price for teasing me, right?"
"Hue...?"
Gulp.
Kirke swallowed hard, her throat bobbing.
She had a natural masochistic streak and loved being on the receiving end.
That's why rough play like this got her excited on instinct.
Even now, her thighs and hips twitched faintly.
"W-we just did it, and you're ready again already...?"
"Why act surprised? You know my cock doesn't die after one shot."
My dick stood tall as ever.
Ready to thrust in right now.
"Or do you want to rest, Kirke?"
"W-well, that's... eung!"
I lightly brushed her nipple with my fingers.
Her nipples stood stiff from the lingering arousal of sex.
A gentle rub, and Kirke's body jerked.
"W-wait a sec... I just came, so it's sensitive... "
"That's why it feels even better."
"Ahng... "
Her body went limp in the afterglow of climax.
But that made every touch hypersensitive, unbearable.
This was common sense—the post-orgasm woman was the hottest.
'Plus, my magic amps up the pleasure anyway.'
I kneaded her breasts overall.
Gently lifting from the underboob up to the sides.
Rubbing her nipples softly with my thumbs.
"Nng... hung..."
Kirke started trembling and feeling it more intensely.
Even right after cumming, pleasure kept building from her sensitive chest.
"Ah... huaa... w-wait... just let me catch my breath a little..."
"No."
"Ah!"
I cast a binding spell, securing her wrists.
A metallic click, and her movements were locked.
Restraining just the wrists limited so much action.
Even Kirke couldn't budge now.
"Nng, tied up again... "
"But you love this stuff, don't you? You say no every day, but you stay so obedient."
Kirke's face flushed bright red.
I lightly lifted her legs.
Her pale, damp skin was so beautiful.
Gazing at it felt like admiring fine art.
"Your pussy's twitching like crazy. Turned on from being tied up?"
"I-it's not like that, don't misunderstand."
"Really? No matter how I look at it, you're a pervert who loves being tied up."
"...I was just surprised, that's all."
She looked serious denying the "pervert" label.
But her pussy entrance was winking nonstop.
My cum mixed with her juices leaked out steadily.
'This body says otherwise.'
Her cheeks flushed deep, eyes shaky.
Her pussy hole twitching endlessly under my gaze.
Anyone could see it was a bitch in heat.
'She sucked my cock and seduced me earlier, but hates being called a slut? Adorable.'
Of course, her body's reactions killed any credibility her words had.
'Kirke's been tied up and taken plenty of times already.'
Each time introducing her to mind-blowing ecstasy she couldn't forget.
Her body remembered that pleasure all too well.
Deep down, Kirke loved being bound and forced.
No matter how much she denied it verbally, her body always betrayed her.
'Like a well-trained dog salivating at the bell.'
Just like that, her hole was drooling fluids nonstop.
Even after one round, her pussy was primed and eager for my cock.
"Haa... haa..."
Kirke's breathing grew rougher by the second.
For all her words, you could see her excitement at the thought of being penetrated.
'But I can't give her what she wants right away.'
Breaking a prideful, well-tamed woman's stubbornness with pleasure was the best thrill.
"Nng... haa... hung...♥"
I gently caressed her bound breasts again.
Her pudding-like, jiggly tits shook.
Each time, her breaths came heavier.
She trembled lightly, clearly enjoying the pleasure.
"They say big tits are usually less sensitive, but you feel it so well, Kirke."
"N-normally I don't... Hic! But when you touch them, it feels weirdly better..."
Must be the magic amplifying her pleasure.
Makes sense—otherwise, tits this big wouldn't make her pant from chest play alone.
'Sensitive nipples are another story.'
I rubbed her nipples with my palm.
Then latched my lips onto one, sucking noisily.
"Heut...! W-wait...!"
Kirke's body arched instantly.
After only soft hand teasing, the sudden stimulus hit hard.
"Ah...! Ahng! D-don't suck... ahuuut!"
'That's why I built up her tits gently first.'
I kept sucking, flicking her nipple with my tongue tip.
Kirke writhed, overcome by pleasure from my lapping tongue.
Normally she'd grab or push my head.
But bound wrists left her helpless.
"Haa...! Huaa...! My tits are so sensitive...! Haaaang!"
All she could do was pant helplessly, offering her chest.
'The charm of bondage is squirming in pleasure but unable to move.'
After lavishing her breasts, I naturally moved lower.
Licked the undersides of her massive tits.
Glided over her pretty stomach.
Then her sensitive thighs—her pussy flooded openly with juices.
"Nng... haa...! Please! Nng... hung!"
Kirke was already twisting her legs wildly.
Like a woman desperately holding back an itch.
She tried to endure, but her pussy must be driving her mad.
Her thighs unconsciously spread wider.
"Nng... haa..."
Soft caresses on her already heated body.
She desperately craved me to touch deeper, more intensely.
'She could dispel the bonds with magic and touch herself, or threaten me to do it...'
But Kirke wouldn't.
Partly her sweet nature.
Mostly, she couldn't forget the intense pleasure to come.
"Nng! Hauung... please now... haa... huaa..."
She just pleaded desperately with her melting, pretty face.
Even a heart-of-stone man would cave to that charm.
But my tongue only licked her inner thighs, never touching her pussy.
The sex she craved was still a ways off.