Chapter 180: Submitting to Fingers[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 180: Submitting to Fingers[R-18]
Hmm, this feels fucking amazing.
A beautiful, blonde noblewoman was sucking my cock out in the open.
What’s more, she was the lord of this estate and a mother of three.
The sight of a woman like her, collared and naked, with her face buried deep in my crotch.
Her large ass, bobbing slightly as she kept her head down.
There wasn't a man alive who wouldn't be satisfied by this.
“Slurp…! Schlick…! Slurp…!”
Though this fellatio had started half by threat and coercion, Priscilla was remarkably enthusiastic.
Her body was already too lewd to be satisfied by masturbation alone.
The scent of my cock only served to excite her further.
Even as she sucked me off, her pussy was dripping with slick.
And the way she glares up at me with that hint of defiance is the best part.
My cock was covered in a mix of my own semen and Amy’s juices.
Priscilla was, unintentionally, cleaning it all up.
Of course, to the current Priscilla, even that was an erotic fragrance that aroused her body even more.
“Do you really think you can make me cum like this?”
But for all her overwhelming breasts and pelvic line, her technique was certainly lacking.
I’d had that impression of her for a while.
I had already cum three times.
And that was right after thoroughly enjoying Amy’s service.
It wasn't that Priscilla was so unskilled as to be called bad.
But after so many blowjobs, this one just wasn't stimulating enough.
After all, the women I dealt with now were all temptresses who could melt a man with a single flick of their tongue.
Of course, I was the only one who got to taste that skill.
“You saw what Amy was doing earlier, right? Do it like that.”
Priscilla’s body flinched at my words.
Amy’s fellatio skills were on a level that couldn't even be compared to Ryuz or Lorein.
She sucked my cock almost every day, and her considerable experience had honed her technique to a point that even I was impressed.
She was an exceptional pussy maid who knew exactly where and how to suck to make a man feel good.
It was impossible for the still-inexperienced Priscilla to replicate that kind of fellatio.
Having seen it firsthand, she, as a woman, must have known just how incredible that technique was.
The youngest, Amy, is the most skilled, while the mother, Priscilla, is the amateur. How ironic.
Priscilla focused on sucking the head of my cock until I finally spoke up.
“Gasp! What am I supposed to do?”
Had she realized she couldn't satisfy me with her skills alone?
Priscilla finally swallowed her pride and asked me.
A smirk crept onto my face at her submissive attitude.
It was also a sign of how much she craved the pleasure I could give her.
A thick, musky scent, unique to a woman in heat, was already wafting from her body.
“You can’t just suck. You have to use your tongue.”
“My tongue?”
“Yes. Lick my balls and the shaft. When you suck, try flicking your tongue against the urethral opening, like you’re poking it.”
It felt strange, teaching this sort of thing to a married woman so much older than me.
Was it because the other women I’d fucked were still young?
They seemed to instinctively understand how to please me based on my reactions.
Not that I disliked this way, of course.
It just meant I could stain the married woman, Priscilla, with my own colors.
“Mmm…”
Priscilla looked reluctant, but she did as I commanded.
And she did it far more skillfully than I expected.
She took my balls into her mouth, rolling them around, and licked her way up the shaft with her tongue.
She even held my cock with both hands and focused on licking just the head.
Hoh, this is pretty good.
It seemed she had been paying very close attention to Amy’s performance.
There were still plenty of awkward parts, but she was trying her best to imitate Amy’s technique.
Eventually, she even started gently caressing my balls with her hand while she sucked.
“Umm, slurp! Hahh…!”
Priscilla worked hard, stimulating me with a pulling motion.
But it wasn't enough to make me cum.
No, to be honest, I was deliberately holding back.
It wasn't that difficult, thanks to having cum several times in a row with Amy.
How long did she suck me?
Eventually, Priscilla pulled my cock out of her mouth.
“Haa… haa…”
Her body was in heat, making it hard to bear.
On top of that, using her tongue and lips for fellatio had left her breathless.
“Wh-when exactly are you going to cum?”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t play dumb. You’re deliberately not cumming, just enjoying me sucking your cock.”
It seemed even Priscilla would notice if I dragged it out this long.
I decided to be brazen about it.
“And what’s wrong with that?”
“Wh-what?”
“Priscilla, were you able to hold back your orgasm whenever you wanted when I touched your pussy?”
“……”
Priscilla’s lips pressed into a thin line.
She would fall apart with just a light touch from me.
It was a pleasure so intense she had no control over her own body.
Priscilla had always been led by me, even begging me to let her come or to stop.
Holding back an orgasm?
It was, of course, unimaginable for her.
“I give you that level of pleasure. Wouldn’t it only be fair if you did at least half as much for me?”
“That’s the most ridiculous logic I’ve ever…”
“Or you could just make me feel like doing it.”
“Heek!”
—Flinch!
I gently stroked Priscilla’s thigh.
The distance was tantalizingly close, just a slight move up and I’d be touching her pussy.
I could feel her body and her pussy tense up.
“Hngh, ah…”
“Honestly, Priscilla, you don’t have to go through all this trouble, holding back your pleasure and serving me so diligently. If you just seduced me with that sexy body of yours, what man could possibly resist?”
“I-I’m a mother… I’m old, and I’m not nearly as attractive as my daughters…”
“Hey, what are you talking about? These soft, heavy breasts, this wide pelvis and these thighs… they’re all part of your charm.”
“Ah…”
My hand crept higher.
Now I was gently stroking the inside of her thigh, right next to her vaginal lips.
The subtle stimulation caused her juices to gush out.
“Haa… hngh… huung… st-stop…”
“Are you sure you want me to stop?”
I teased her, only touching the less sensitive areas.
Each time, Priscilla’s thighs and hips trembled.
With every touch, her pussy twitched, begging for pleasure.
Her body arched like a bow, as if asking for more.
Her pussy was so hot I could feel the heat from the outside.
“Ah, ahh… p-please, no more…”
Was she getting frustrated by me only touching the edges?
Priscilla grabbed my wrist, her face looking like it was about to melt.
I knew what she meant.
But I didn't give her what she wanted.
“Ngh… hngh… haah…”
I deliberately kept touching those ambiguous spots.
Was this what it felt like to have an itch you couldn't scratch?
Her expression went beyond panting; she looked like she was about to go insane.
The trembling that started in her hips had now spread throughout her entire body.
“Ahhh… d-don’t just do that… please…”
Finally, Priscilla begged, half-sobbing.
I smiled inwardly in satisfaction and continued to tease her.
“I don’t know what you mean when you talk like that. Tell me properly.”
“Ngh… haah… I’m begging you… my pussy… touch it properly…”
The words of surrender finally escaped Priscilla’s lips.
I deliberately didn't bring up the ‘bet’.
Her body was already almost perfectly conditioned.
Her mind, too, had mostly surrendered.
I judged that there was no need to provoke her further.
It would be more effective to make her think of nothing but pleasure, to the point where she forgot everything else.
A pleasure so thrilling that once she tasted it, she would never think of her husband again.
“You can’t just throw a tantrum.”
“Ahng… I’ll do anything you say, fellatio or whatever… please…”
“You saw Amy earlier, right? Beg me like that. Like a bitch in heat.”
An order she would never have obeyed under normal circumstances.
But right now, Priscilla’s brain was filled with nothing but the desire to cum.
With a dazed look on her face, as if half-hypnotized, Priscilla lay down on the ground.
“Haa… haa…”
Then, she spread her own pussy open with her hands.
Honey-like nectar trickled from her thoroughly soaked, pink slit.
Combined with Priscilla’s perfect, beautiful body, the sight was so lewd that even I was impressed.
“Woof woof! I’m begging you… please let me cum from Hyun-woo’s fingers… Woof! Woof!”
Priscilla, spreading her own pussy and begging to be allowed to cum.
The dog impression was unexpected.
Wearing a collar, her mind hazy with pleasure… had she perhaps misunderstood the word ‘bitch’?
Of course, it was incredibly hot, so I was more than happy with it.
“Good girl.”
I praised her in a deliberately informal tone before immediately inserting my fingers into her pussy.
I didn't push deep right away.
Just a little, only a few knuckles in.
“Hhhnnnnnggggh!”
But that alone was enough to make Priscilla’s body shudder as if she’d been electrocuted.
Proof of just how sensitive her thoroughly teased pussy had become.
“Your pussy is clamping down on my fingers and won’t let go. Does it feel that good?”
“Y-yes…! It feels good… so hurry…!”
Hearing her say that much, she must have been desperate.
I chuckled and leisurely stroked her pussy.
“Ah, haah… th-that… ahhhh…!”
Priscilla panted, unable to form proper words.
But seeing her blissfully dazed expression, I had a pretty good idea of how she was feeling without her having to say a word.
“Ngh… haah! Wh-why does it feel so good when you do it…?”
“Because I’m that good at it.”
Priscilla was probably a little bewildered.
When she masturbated herself, no matter how vigorously, she was left unsatisfied.
But I could bring her to the brink of unbearable pleasure just by touching her slowly.
Priscilla had experienced sex with her husband many times.
Knowing the pleasure of ordinary sex must have made her confusion even greater.
Though, of course, her craving for pleasure was likely far stronger than her confusion.
The satisfaction and happiness I gave her were incomparable.
“Haa… ahng… haht…!”
“Even so, you’re incredibly sensitive to the slightest movement. Honestly, saying you wanted to beat me was just an excuse, wasn’t it? You just wanted to feel this as much as you wanted, right?”
“N-no… haah… that’s not…”
“What do you mean, no?”
“Hyaaaaaaaah!”
I curled my fingers and gently pressed against her vaginal wall.
That alone was enough to make Priscilla buck her hips, lost in sensation.
Her face had completely melted.
Clear saliva trickled from her slightly parted lips.
If this wasn't a woman completely lost to sex, then what was?
—Squelch! Squish!
“Hyaang! Haah! W-wait! Too rough! I’m already at my limit, so just a little slower…!”
“But Priscilla’s pussy is saying it doesn’t matter and to go harder.”
It wasn't a joke; her vaginal walls kept closing in around my fingers.
They squirmed as if alive, demanding to be touched.
Priscilla has a first-rate pussy, too. She’ll grip me so tight the moment I’m inside.
Priscilla had already fallen this far.
With just a little more pushing, her surrender would be swift.
“Aah…! Hyaat…! Hyaang…!”
Priscilla felt pleasure mindlessly with every single movement of my fingers.
In that moment, she was no different from Amy, who had been panting in my arms just a while ago.