Chapter 26. Real Lesson for the Braggart Female Knight (4)
According to Helia, the stronger a person was, the more revealing their outfit as a show of confidence, right? That meant Martina—clad only in bikini armor and a bodystocking—was one of the strong ones too. And yet, I still felt drawn to her.
A big-titted authority figure playing the slut in broad daylight? The sense of conquest from fucking her would be insane. So how could I devour a woman like that...?
I was mulling it over when Martina sidled up and tossed me a playful line.
"Alright~ We'll lie in bed together, licking every inch from top to bottom. Touching secret spots, teaching you secret arts..."
She was offering to teach me the ways of the bedroom. By my old world's standards, this was straight-up sexual harassment—telling a stranger she'd show him how to fuck. But to me? Hell yeah, sign me up. Especially since I'd just been feeling her sexual pull.
"Sounds good. Let's do it."
"Huh? What'd you just...?"
"I wanna learn bedroom skills from you, Martina."
She'd made the offer, and I'd jumped on it eagerly. But she clearly hadn't expected me to bite so hard—her face went blank with shock. Not just flustered, either. Her cheeks flushed red, sweat beading on her skin. Anyone could see she was tense as hell from my response.
"If you're talking so big, you must have tons of experience with guys, right? Perfect timing. I'm not exactly drowning in women either, so I figured it'd be smart to brush up."
"Wh-what...?"
"Huh? What's with that reaction...? Don't tell me you're actually inexperienced?"
"In-experienced? I've fucked hundreds of guys! I'm a total pro at this shit!"
Yeah, just a little poke and I knew. This chick was a stone-cold virgin. Blatantly sexually harassing a guy with zero actual experience. And I got why she was bluffing—back home, virginity was a guy's shame, so pretending otherwise made sense.
"Alright then, shall we head to the bedroom?"
"W-wait! Your hand—on my ass...!"
"Huh? With all that experience, a little skinship should be fine, no?"
"Uh, y-yeah. Sure. Touch all you want~"
"Cool, don't mind if I do~"
Fuck, this cocky bitch acting tough with zero experience was turning me on so bad. Suppressing the thrill, I let her awkward gropes continue while repeating one thought in my head: I want to corrupt this clumsy, innocent girl with my own hands. Shatter that sky-high ego and teach her what sex really is.
"Ah, oh, ooh, my clothes~♥"
The moment I dropped the act, I slammed my cock into her body with full force. No holding back, unlike when she'd been on top. Driving coquettish moans from her lips.
"Heh heh, how's it feel? Getting roughly pounded by the guy you looked down on."
"O-oh, uh, oh~♥"
Too lost in the act to even whisper back? I eased off to check her reaction, and she finally caught her breath for a delayed reply.
"Y-you...! Do you even know what you're doing right now!?"
"Oh, I know. Teaching a total virgin—who's got zero guy experience but talks a big game—what sex is."
"Th-that... ugh!"
She bit her lip hard, pissed at the truth. The superiority rush hit me, and I thrust deep again.
-SLAP!
"Ahak!!"
Her back arched straight, head thrown back. Grabbing her tits from behind as I kept going, drool poured from her mouth uncontrollably. A pathetic sight no noble knight should show.
Half-delirious, she cried out like she was resisting.
"S-stop... Calm down first, let me go...!"
"Haha, no way we're stopping now! Your pussy's gushing like a waterfall!"
-SQUELCH! SQUELCH!
My rod plunged into her soaked cunt, soaking the sheets. She was feeling it hard, but pride made her tense up—though it never turned into real resistance. Her mind wanted out, but her body refused.
"If you really wanna stop, just push me off yourself."
Guessing as much, I taunted her.
"Wh-what?"
"You've been bragging how great you are. If you're that strong, shoving off a weak guy like me should be easy!"
Not wrong. And that's why I felt a chill—she'd trained with Helia, but couldn't be sure she'd beat her. Martina might be on her level, so she could wreck me if she snapped out of it. This arrogant bitch could end me in a heartbeat.
"Ugh...!"
But instead of shoving, she relaxed bit by bit, murmuring shakily.
"It's... awkward to stop here anyway."
"What?"
"S-since we're already doing it, just finish! I'll graciously let you, with my vast magnanimity!!"
Graciously let me? Like this was all at her mercy? Technically not wrong, but I caught the hidden excitement.
"You pervert!"
Mercy my ass. She just wanted more cock. Smirking at her pathetic bluff, I smacked her ass—and she arched like she'd been shocked, trembling.
"Kyaa, y-you, what the...?"
-SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!
"Oh, uh, oh, oooh, uh, ooook...♥ W-wait... Suddenly so fast... Kehk!"
I pinned her down and hammered away. As she wailed nonstop, I bellowed over her like I was crushing her.
"Quit acting like you're hot shit. Outside this room, whatever—but once my cock's in you, you're just a cocksleeve."
"D-don't call me cocksleeve...♥"
"What else would you be? You're brainless from the pounding!"
-SLAP, SLAP!
Waves rippled through her bodystocking-clad body. Power surged from her core, overwhelming her.
"Be honest—how's it feel?"
I pressed the helpless girl.
"You love getting fucked by me or hate it? Say it, you sow!"
Her virginity was out, resistance abandoned—her pride shattered long ago. On this bed, she'd be honest.
"C-cock..."
Convinced, she cried out in ecstasy.
"C-cock, I love iiiit~~~~♥♥"
Like her inner slut had awakened. She lunged into my arms, kissing me deep.
-SMACK, MMF.
Our tongues tangled sloppily. Still awkward, but bold.
"Better... than alone...♥ Never knew sex felt this good...♥"
"There, now you're honest—much better!"
-SQUELCH, SQUELCH!
I hoisted her up and resumed thrusting. Lost in pleasure, eyes rolled back, tongue out—I drove the final nail.
"Listen up, you slut—from now on, remember: women can't beat cock, and in bed, submit to men!"
"Y-yes, nyet~! Got ittt~♥ Martina surrenders to cock~~~~♥♥"
"Ngh! Cumming inside!!"
-SPURT, SPLOOSH!!
Releasing the building thrill, cum flooded her. Her belly swelled as she collapsed, basking in the afterglow.
"Uh, heee...♥"
High as on drugs, face blissful. No trace of her confidence, but no humiliation either—just a cock-drunk sow.
"M-men... love... sex is amaaazing...♥"
...Haa, the more I look, the hotter she gets. Cock hard again, I scooped her up to vent.
-SPURT, SPLOOSH.
*****
After a long fuckfest with Martina, we hit a lull. Once the afterglow faded, we sat facing each other on the bed, staring.
"...Ahem."
She coughed awkwardly, torn stockings proving it wasn't a dream. Half-covered by the blanket in embarrassment, she averted her eyes and grumbled tsundere-style.
"Wh-what. Not bad... for a guy."
Like she was admitting what she had to. Her crumbled ego rebuilding—but her smile was stiff.
"F-for a woman like me, you gotta bring at least that to roll in bed. Yeah, yeah. That was... fine."
What the hell? She'd offered to teach me sex—why was it now about satisfying her?
"...High praise. Even after declaring defeat."
"Th-that was just the heat of the moment!"
She bristled at my jab, but something held her back—no real anger. Just a shy glance and murmur.
"...So, what now?"
"What now?"
"D-don't play dumb? After that intensity, one night won't cut it."
One night was fine by me. But her tone carried weight.
"E-even if I had no experience, I basically raped you—so take responsibility."
Raped? You're the one who got railed silly and now plays the victim...? This world's women and their chastity views were baffling.
"It's late, so we'll part for tonight. I'll come by tomorrow morning—think about how we'll proceed."
Whatever, she was treating this seriously. I watched her dress and leave, then flopped on the bed, pondering her words.
Fucked a guy, so she'd take responsibility as a woman... Helia said the same. Like a man owning up back home. And as knights, it weighed heavier.
So how should I handle things with them...?
"...Marriage or something?"
Marriage? Still a slave—how could I raise kids? Even free, family was a big decision. Wrestling with it, sleep overtook me.
"Fuck it. Sleep first, think later."
Talk to Helia too—she said tomorrow. After a nap, I headed to the training ground as usual. To meet waiting Helia and chat with Martina.
"What did you just say?"
But when I arrived, they were already facing off—atmosphere tense, like they'd charge any second.
"I'll say it again. Martina, I have dibs on Adrian, so back off."
"Hah? You back off my man."
...Uh. No way they're fighting over me, right?