Chapter 357
Chapter 357
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 357
Chapter Title: Midnight Indulgence
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-Clink.
The collar Imperial Path had fastened around her neck jingled as it moved, causing White Path's brow to furrow irritably.
-Squeeze, squeeze.
It felt like her lower half might burst.
Tightened so much it was hard to pull out—it felt too damn good.
"Nngh.... Nn."
White Path, lying there, shifted her hips uncomfortably, as if the position was awkward.
"Hss...."
I needed to pull out right now.
White Path's face came into full view before my eyes.
Delicate features, refined from a lifetime on the path of nothingness. Why did her face look so innocently baby-smooth?
Her skin, now pure white, was enticing everywhere—no place to rest my eyes.
Her tightly closed pussy had stopped leaking fluids at some point.
Untouched.
A pristine jade body that had never taken a man.
-Grip.
Mixed with the fluids I'd spilled, her anus welcomed my cock without knowing better, squeezing it fiercely.
The pleasure was beyond imagination, shaking my mind with thoughts that nothing else mattered.
"Haa, haa.... Just a second.... I need to snap out of it."
She was that stuck-up bitch.
The type who smacked the back of my head whenever she got the chance, slapped my back, and saw me as her errand boy.
...But her sleeping face was insanely pretty.
"Nngh."
Every breath she took made her asshole clench. Her faintly trembling breasts stirred old memories.
That drunken mistake at the motel.
-Gulp.
My mouth opened unconsciously, saliva pooling.
Once Imperial Path had lit the fire in me... it was impossible to hold back.
Those alluring pale pink lips I wanted to kiss.
Her long eyelashes quivered from my breath.
Hold back. I had to hold back.
Our fragile relationship with White Path could shatter in an instant.
But my body wouldn't listen.
-Thrust.
"Ah...."
I lightly bucked my hips once. Her clenched ass cheeks tightened, making her body jolt hard.
-Jiggle.
White Path's breasts jiggled right in front of me. Breasts soaked in sweat and alcohol from tonight's drinking, fully ripened.
Touching them would feel like owning the world.
"Nngh...."
Maybe the position was uncomfortable; White Path suddenly tilted her body.
Instinctively, I pulled back to avoid waking her, sliding my cock out of her ass.
-Pop.
Her stretched hole was visible for a moment before clenching shut again.
White Path lay on her side, back to me, still fully nude.
Her huge, pure white ass filled my view.
How could just her back view drive someone mad?
'Haa....'
Was I just that desperate for a woman? Or was my lust going crazy tonight?
Imperial Path's seductive body had gotten me worked up and then left.
I'd need to jerk off just to satisfy this....
"Sigh, huu...."
White Path's body, arms hugged together like a child deep in sleep, caught my eye.
A face that wouldn't wake even if carried off.
A martial artist should snap awake at the slightest door creak.
Who gets this defenseless from drinking?
-White Path, you like frozen treats....
Imperial Path's words suddenly resurfaced—probably my lust-crazed brain's annoying self-justification.
Just close my eyes and back off. Go to sleep.
White Path was still deep asleep, none the wiser.
"Master."
But why wouldn't my body obey?
I lay on the bed and hugged White Path's nude body from behind.
My cock pressed into her ass crack, buried in the plush flesh.
Grabbing her waist, she trembled faintly.
Soft like a woman's body on the outside, firm inside.
Like hugging from behind while sleeping, my hand slid to her stomach, fingers dipping into her deep navel.
-Twitch.
My cock throbbed nonstop. More aroused than before.
Marinated in lustful demons, now even her navel excited me.
Obsessively rubbing around her navel with my finger, White Path shook her waist as if annoyed.
Startled, I pulled my hand away—but her shaking waist made her ass, wrapped around my cock, jiggle too.
My cock got naturally stroked by her ass.
"...Nn."
-Spurt!
I couldn't hold back the ultimate excitement and came.
Thick semen flooding her ass crack, the depravity of soiling her pure white skin made me gulp. I quickly cast a cleaning spell to erase the traces.
Even so, her body remembered the sensation of taking my semen.
"Nngh...."
Uncomfortable in the position pressed against me, she tried to escape my embrace.
Pretending sleep-talk, I held her a bit firmer.
-Twitch, twitch.
Her wriggling body kept bumping my cock, reacting.
She was still asleep.
White Path, trying to find a comfy position, tilted backward—suddenly facing me.
"......"
Her face filled my vision.
Hair stuck to her sweat-damp forehead.
Faint stuck-up scent. My arm around her waist had slid to her wingbones.
-Rustle.
Sleep-talk or not, she kept twisting.
White Path's hand groped around my body. Annoyed by something in her face, trying to push it away?
Or bothered by the cock poking her ass and lower belly earlier?
That's when my reason snapped.
-Grip.
I pulled White Path into my arms.
Her sleeping body, unresponsive, was softer than any female.
My rigid cock sought the gap between her side-lying thighs, slipping into the soft flesh.
Her pussy still dry.
"Hnn...."
I lowered my head to her collarbone. Irked by my hair, White Path's hand grabbed my head.
"...Third disciple."
-Twitch!
Did she wake?
Lifting my head, her eyes were closed; she mumbled, gently stroking my hair with her own hand.
-Plop!
Suddenly, White Path pulled my head in. My face buried in her breasts.
"...Can't even peel candy?"
Whatever dream she was having.
The ecstatic breast sensation made my cock react, spurting semen again.
-Spurt!
I'm losing it. Felt like premature ejaculation.
The thrill of being the first footprint in untouched white snow was unparalleled pleasure.
I remembered seeing something like that online.
—She's insanely hot. Look at that ass, fuck. Damn, mouth watering.
-Grip.
Grabbing her ass, flesh overflowed between my fingers.
Savoring every soft texture in my mind, I lapped at her breasts.
"Hnnng...."
She moaned. That raspy cursing voice turned incredibly sweet in sleep.
We exchanged contempt, but even I, who hated her, was entranced by White Path's looks.
Especially like this, asleep.
I'd thought I'd never get hard for her. Blame the lust demons?
No, her appearance was close to my pure ideal type.
-Squeeze.
...What if I made her mine?
White Path, who hated me so much, turning into a body that couldn't get enough of me.
The impulse kept building; my hands moved.
My head screamed no, but the switch flipped.
Like I'd gone mad, my hands were already slowly training White Path.
Turning the pure white canvas into a peach that knew pleasure.
I softened her rigid door, making it easy to accept pleasure.
-Slurp, smack, smack.
I rolled her nipple in my mouth.
"...Nn...."
The moan was faint. She wasn't feeling it.
Last time at the motel, she felt it easily. What was different then?
Maybe without the Wood Spirit King stuff, just pure desire for her removed some inhibition.
Or White Path had no resistance to lewd atmospheres, born with a pervert-like tendency to get wet quick.
Either way, I was the one staining the canvas.
Not someone else.
-Smack.
"Master."
"......"
-Twitch, twitch...!
I licked her nipple hard with my tongue.
Twisting the tip, squeeze, squeeze.
"...Nn."
That tiny pain and pleasure made White Path push hard against my body.
-Grip.
I wouldn't let go.
Forcing her breast into my mouth and holding, her face flushed slightly.
My hands kneaded her ass like dough.
Occasionally poking inside with my third and fourth fingers.
All through the unwaning excitement of early dawn. Over an hour as the clock ticked, slowly stimulating.
-Slurp.
Swirling her nipple with my tongue, one hand squeezing her breast tight.
"...Ahng...."
Her voice was like sweet jam.
Not rushed, but carefully simmered over time into peach jam.
The scent grew richer, more lascivious—not the pure White Path I knew.
After over an hour, I pulled away from her breast.
"Puha...."
Unlike before, her nipple stood erect.
Sucked swollen, soaked in saliva, ripened pink fruit popping out.
Tiny teeth marks and glistening saliva— so lewd.
"...Ah, nn... nngh."
Even without touching, White Path let out short moans.
Now I tapped her lips.
Index finger knocking, slipping between her slightly parted pretty lips into her hot mouth.
"...Smack, slurp."
Long, rough tongue. Touching inner cheeks and white teeth felt weirdly good.
Pulling out index, shoving thumb to pry her mouth open.
Her closed eyes, mouth fully visible inside.
"...Fuck, so hot."
-Smack!
Lips met; her mouth opened.
Faint resistance at first, then my tongue entered. Watery sensation made her shiver and struggle.
"No way, smack...."
Sweet.
No exaggeration—her saliva was sweet.
A special sensation only from embracing a Wood Person, unlike humans.
-Prod.
White Path gripped my shoulder tight, pushing my face away.
Stronger this time, so I reluctantly pulled back.
Tongue withdrawing, a long string of saliva trailed.
Her mumbling mouth, eyes twitching.
-Gulp.
She swallowed.
Oblivious. Relieved of discomfort, White Path fell back asleep.
The change: her body hot like heated iron.
And blood rushing to her lower belly, unconsciously parting her thighs.
No panties; her pussy slit fully exposed. I brushed it with my hand.
I knew the weak spot but didn't touch there.
"...Hnn, nn ah♡"
Ripened voice flowed pleasurably.
I teasingly rubbed the bead on White Path's pussy.
A body ignorant of masturbation wouldn't know pleasure spots.
Her tiny clit was easy to torment.
But arousal makes it swell.
Flicking the slightly protruding pearl with my finger, tap, tap.
"...Khhng♡ Ah... nn♡"
Her thighs clamped my hand tight.
Her insides finally wet, love juices leaking out.
Splat!
Bursting peach scent. Unique juice aroma from her fluids.
Before I knew, I was clinging stubbornly to White Path's body—the one I hated most.
-Rub.
"Khhah...."
Rubbing her pussy entrance.
-Squeeze,
"Khuut♡"
Pulling her clit.
Love juices gushing suddenly; White Path's face beet red, breathing ragged.
"...Haa, haat. Haa. Th-third... disci...."
"Why's that name coming up?"
Maybe Imperial Path was right.
As my fingers moved, my ring finger poked her ass.
-Twitch!!!
Amazing reaction.
Strong women have weak asses—saw it in some trashy comic. Uncanny coincidence, but both Imperial Path and White Path were weak there.
I grabbed White Path's hand, guiding it to my cock.
Her soft hand wrapped it; moving her hand, ejaculation built fast. I came between her thighs.
"...Grhnn♥"
Surprisingly, White Path climaxed perfectly timed as she took my semen.
Cleaned with magic, but embracing her semen-soaked body, I calmed my once-sated lust.
'...Weird.'
Fatigue lifted.
Exhausted, ready to drop asleep.
But somehow....
'Doesn't matter.'
I hugged her closed-eyed head. Still oblivious, White Path's body twitched faintly.
Swollen nipples, pussy, ass.
My lust-mad brain thought only of how to train White Path next time, even now.