Chapter 84
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: S and Praise
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"Slurp... slurp... haa!"
Medeia's lewd slurping sounds as she sucked my cock only made me more excited.
She clamped her mouth shut, stuffing my cock completely inside.
Then, with the glans trapped immobile, she licked it wildly with her tongue.
Each time, a dizzying pleasure spread through my shaft.
'Still the deadliest blowjob ever.'
This technique always felt fresh, no matter how many times I experienced it.
Those seductive eyes glancing up while sucking my cock were utterly insane.
It was the most efficient way to make a man cum.
Any average guy would blow his load in thirty seconds flat.
"Mmm... lick... slurp... smack..."
One hand gently massaged my balls.
The other lightly stroked up the shaft with her fingertips.
It was teasing, making me desperate to cum even more.
The soft stimulation from her hands combined with the relentless assault from her mouth and tongue.
My cock twitched, on the verge of erupting right then and there.
"Slurp... mmph... feels good?"
"Yeah. Medeia's blowjob service is the best, as always."
"You were always weak here."
Medeia gripped my cock firmly with both hands.
In that hold, she rapidly licked the sensitive spot just behind the glans.
"Ooh..."
An intense jolt shot through my cock immediately.
It twitched wildly on instinct, but her hands held it tight, preventing escape.
-Lick, lick, lick
With that spot under constant attack, I felt like I was going mad.
It went beyond mere pleasure into a thrilling tingle.
A different kind of ecstasy raced up my spine, separate from the urge to cum.
"Mmmph..."
How long did she torment my cock like that?
Medeia suddenly deepthroated it.
Her expert mouth felt like it was sucking me right in.
"Mmph, glrk, guh, ngh!"
She shook her head rapidly, stimulating me further.
The pleasure from her soft squeezing and up-and-down motions was incredible.
Regular blowjobs offered mental satisfaction but milder physical stimulation.
Medeia's mouth, though, made my cock feel amazing.
Her plump lips sucking on it were pure bliss.
I could happily take this all day.
"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"
Her blowjob grew even more rhythmic.
Her face moved so fast it was hard to believe it was just her head.
'She's insanely good. No surprise Medeia's the best at playing with men, even without ever getting fucked.'
Thank goodness she lived in a witches-only village.
One taste of this, and the village virgin would be hooked for life.
If she'd gone to an SM club, she'd be a queen ruling dozens of slaves.
"Hoo..."
Medeia finally pulled her mouth off my cock, which had been serviced so thoroughly.
Even fresh from her mouth, precum dripped steadily from my blissed-out cock.
It was that aroused.
"...You've been holding back your orgasm since earlier."
Medeia glared at me sharply.
She had work to do after this quick service.
Me stubbornly holding out must have annoyed her.
"Your blowjob's too good, Medeia. I can't help it."
"Didn't I say I was busy?"
Medeia sighed deeply, looking exasperated.
Even that reaction turned me on now.
A beauty like her, naked and pressed against me, sucking my cock—who wouldn't get hard?
"Anyway. Because of you, I'm picking up all these weird habits."
Medeia muttered as she climbed fully on top of me.
Her sexy legs lifted gracefully, like a ballerina.
With that elegant motion, she wrapped her legs around my cock.
"Hngh!"
More precisely, she sandwiched it between her thigh and calf.
My cock nestled in the crook of her knee as her legs clamped shut.
Trapped between her soft, honeyed thigh and firm calf, it was squeezed tight.
The pressure from her legs was no joke.
-Squeeeeeze...!
Stronger than tits or mouth, maybe even a hand grip.
'Never had anything like this before.'
Who clamps a cock with their legs?
Medeia was definitely a sadist.
"...Even you seem pretty turned on by this."
My heart pounded wildly, just as she said.
Excitement and a hint of anxiety from the new play.
Medeia stared at me, then gently caressed the glans with her fingertips.
"Ooooh..."
A gasp escaped me involuntarily.
Constant pressure on my trapped cock, plus tender strokes on the tip—no way to hold out.
"Looks like you're enjoying it."
Medeia's teasing didn't stop there.
One hand tickled a nipple lightly.
Her tongue flicked the other.
Amid the cock pleasure clouding my mind, new ecstasy hit.
The thrill made my hips buck on their own.
"Ngh... Medeia..."
"Stop whining and cum already."
Medeia rubbed her thumb furiously into the slit.
My thighs and abs tensed instantly.
Not that I couldn't hold it—I just didn't want to anymore. The urge surged to the tip.
-Spurt! Gush! Gushhh!
My cock erupted, spewing thick white semen.
It came in waves, an intense orgasm.
"...So much every time. What kind of cock is this?"
Medeia released her legs and stroked my cock gently.
Residual cum oozed out from the pressure.
She sucked it all clean before finishing the service.
"Hoo..."
I let out a deep sigh.
Guys can't help but fall for a woman who makes them feel this good.
Her soft body against mine felt utterly lovable.
"...Satisfied?"
"Yeah, that was incredible."
Unconsciously, I reached out and patted her head.
Realizing my mistake, I just stroked it in praise.
"You're amazing, Medeia. Couldn't hold out against that one."
"I... see."
Twitch!
Medeia's shoulders jerked sharply.
Her rare reaction puzzled me as I looked.
A familiar message appeared before my eyes.
[Witch Medeia's Mind: Desire for Recognition, Craving for Praise]
"Haa..."
Medeia closed the door and stepped out of the room.
She walked down the hall, then paused to touch her hair.
'...It's been a while since someone petted my head.'
It wasn't a big deal.
That guy probably didn't put much thought into it.
Just an unconscious action.
Nothing more than something said in the heat of pleasure.
Like a drunk woman joking around.
Obviously.
But...
'My heart...'
She pressed her hand to her chest, clenching her fist.
She tried to calm her rising temperature and quickening pulse.
Honestly, even Medeia was surprised at her own reaction.
That such emotions could stir in her.
'Kirke used to... not often, but sometimes pet my head.'
Medeia had lost her mother at birth.
Kirke had adopted and raised her.
But Kirke was the Great Witch, leading the clan.
Raising a child without prep was tough, especially while grieving a friend's death.
Kirke devoted herself fully to Medeia anyway.
Still, she couldn't replace a real mom, leaving Medeia a bit lonely.
Did that loneliness morph into other feelings?
Medeia felt immense joy from Kirke's praise.
Especially when her head was stroked gently.
Back then, it was life's greatest happiness.
As an adult, those moments faded.
But she hadn't forgotten those emotions.
Probably what humans called a 'complex.'
She never imagined feeling it toward that pervert.
Kirke's husband, no less.
"...Get it together."
Medeia muttered, shaking off the feeling.
It was just surprise at the unexpected action.
With that, she carefully resumed walking.
Her flushed white cheeks refused to cool easily.
"Hmm, this should do it."
Lately, I'd been focusing on crafting magic tools.
Not for daily life or combat convenience—other witches were better at that.
Mine were for sex.
Adult toys, straight up.
'This world's sex toys haven't evolved much.'
Just hard dildos or massage oils at best.
Despite advanced magic that could make anything.
After pondering, I decided to make them myself.
Always wanted to, for training women.
They'd be super effective.
But back home, tech and resources limited me.
'No real need either.'
Seducing maids was for quick fun.
They knew it was play, not love.
Coming to the witches' village changed that.
Now I needed to properly 'tame' these women.
More training tools, the better.
"Aphrodisiac and lube gel are done. Time for other stuff."
Plenty of toys I wanted: dildos, eggs, restraints, ball gags, blindfolds, whips, etc.
I'm kinda S, so making them was fun.
"These should work great in bed."
Witches' tech and materials were god-tier.
Stuff humans only dreamed of, now real.
"Now, who to test them on first."
First guinea pig was obvious.
Of course I'd give these gifts to my wife first, right?