Chapter 36: Masturbation
Chapter 36: Masturbation
The child-making intercourse with Sinclair didn't end until the middle of the night. Her bed was messily stained with the semen I had pumped into her over and over, and traces of our session were left all over the room.
"This is... the last one... I'm cumming...!"
The final burst of semen shot into the pool already gathered deep inside her and began to overflow. As I finally pulled out, the cool air of the room felt biting against my cock, which was seeing the outside world for the first time in six hours.
Sinclair was stroking her lower abdomen, looking satisfied after her climax. Through the selection of sperm via magic, she had become completely pregnant as of today.
To think that I, at the age of twenty, would come to another world and get someone pregnant... I wouldn't have even imagined it a month and a half ago.
Since she was carrying a child born from my seed, I couldn't help but feel concerned about her belly, but Sinclair and Lena blocked my worries at the source, telling me there was absolutely no need for it.
"Once you become the Demon Lord, things like this will happen all the time, so you'd better get used to it."
"Fufu, if you're that worried, come visit again next time and ejaculate messily into Mama's pussy. Pa~pa."
Between Lena calling Sinclair the "pure-hearted type" and their casual attitude toward pregnancy, there was a significant gap in our perceptions of sexual culture.
Regardless, that was the end of today's schedule. Sinclair saw us off as we headed back to our quarters, her face filled with the look of a woman in love. Even though she could have been more clingy, she let us go quite coolly.
The final Sunday passed without much incident. Despite having performed twenty rounds of seed-planting intravaginal ejaculations, I felt only a slight, sluggish fatigue, and even that cleared up completely by the afternoon.
Since I had finished my greetings yesterday, I found myself with nothing to do, so I spent the day leisurely looking around the monastery. The nuns I encountered greeted me warmly every time we crossed paths, ever since the Holy Sacrament.
A monk, who had been watching this with envious eyes, was eventually dragged away by a nun and ruthlessly given a handjob in a secluded spot out of sight.
I had wondered why the scent of semen lingered in the deserted corners of the monastery even though it was early winter, and that was the reason.
While lingering near the confessional, I happened to run into Rebecca. She was coming out with the person whose confession she had just heard and greeted me.
The man with her looked nervous, as if he were afraid what had happened inside would be discovered. It wasn't until Rebecca pulled him by the arm wrapped around his waist and began to caress his upper body that he finally offered a polite greeting.
Valerie seemed to have been busy taking a monk's virginity; she was eating a late lunch to rest after a few rounds of work.
Red hair seemed to be rare among the nuns, perhaps because it wasn't common in the northern regions, so there appeared to be a high demand for her.
As I passed near the Bishop's residence, Sinclair, who somehow knew I was there, came to talk to me. We talked about various things—the state of her body, the pleasure of last night, how she felt upon waking up, and so on.
She had called me by various names like Ginger, Jinnie, or Jaejin, but from today, she used the title "Papa," emphasizing the mating that had occurred yesterday.
"You mustn't forget to visit so that Mama doesn't get lonely, okay? Promise, Papa?"
She let out statements that were quite hard on my heart, causing my sexual desire to slowly swell, but she simply said, "Well then, excuse me," and hurried away, as if she had errands to run.
In the end, while no major events occurred today, it turned out to be a productive and fulfilling day for my final 24 hours here.
Excluding Sheryl, who had left earlier, I had essentially said my goodbyes to everyone I had met while staying here.
"I'm finished washing, Jaejin-nim. I've drawn the water, so you should go wash too."
"Ah, thanks for the hard work."
As I lay on the reception sofa, lost in thought while waiting, Lena walked out while drying her hair.
With her hair and skin still damp, she looked incredibly voluptuous in the short, flimsy black bustier she always wore as pajamas.
My heart pounded at the fresh body odor wafting from her as I passed by, and once inside the bathroom, I could smell her thick, lingering scent that hadn't yet been washed away.
It felt pathetic to get excited over the bath towel Lena had used or the chair she had sat on, but I couldn't help it as images of her bathing naturally filled my mind.
Even as I soaked in the tub, the throbbing sensation wouldn't subside. It was inevitable, considering I had been averaging twenty ejaculations a day lately and hadn't let out a single one until evening today.
It was a sign that my body was gradually becoming less human and more like a Lust Demon, but it didn't feel bad; rather, it felt like I was adapting well to where I belonged.
Ultimately, I couldn't sit leisurely in the tub. I quickly finished my bath to cool down my overheated body.
I shook off the water quickly, barely bothering to dry myself, and headed toward Lena, who would be outside, while still naked.
I'm going to have sex anyway, so there's no need to put on clothes.
When I opened the bathroom door and scanned the room, I heard the sound of soft, even breathing. In the short time I was in the bathroom, Lena had fallen asleep on the bed.
"I shouldn't be doing this..."
Perhaps because I had built up too much expectation in the bathroom, my sexual desire was particularly hard to restrain today. In fact, since coming to the Demon God Cult, there had hardly been a day where I held back from ejaculating all day, except for the day I was subjected to edging.
That was how much sex and the accompanying ejaculation had become part of my daily life; I was addicted to the pleasure provided by the female body.
"Lena, are you asleep...?"
I asked softly, but she didn't budge, seemingly deep in sleep.
This was troublesome. Right now, I wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in those plump thighs visible through the hem of her clothes and ejaculate blissfully. I wanted to grab those legs, boasting their sleek lines, and pull them apart.
But the problem was that my partner, Lena, was asleep, leaving me with no way to process my lust. This was a first.
Even if I didn't want to, I had shared bodies with the nuns here at least once a day, and on days I didn't, Lena had always made sure to get at least one load out of me.
If I woke her up selfishly, there was no telling what kind of trouble I'd be in. Especially if it was for something as trivial as a handjob.
And so, for the first time in a month and a half, Jaejin began to masturbate. Since Lena had always taken care of it, he hadn't even thought about masturbating, but now he had no choice.
The last time he had masturbated, his hand was more than enough to wrap around it, and a few short strokes were all it took.
But now, having become capable of freely using Demonization over the past month and a half, the tip poked out even when gripped with two hands—no, three.
The sleeping Lena was still beautiful. She looked so pure and fragile that the term "Sleeping Beauty" suited her perfectly. Perhaps because she had just showered, her skin looked exceptionally soft, further stimulating his lust.
Pleasure surged every time he stroked his cock from the base. It was nowhere near as good as when she did it, but the sense of depravity from using a close companion as masturbation material right in front of him accelerated his excitement.
He wanted to rub even just the glans against her skin while continuing, but he knew he'd get caught, so he endured it. Instead, he brought his nose close to her body and took deep breaths of her scent.
The scent of Lena that he had tasted to his heart's content until yesterday seemed to have a different flavor while she was asleep. Drawn by the wonderful scent of her flesh, his face lowered until it was almost touching her skin.
His breath came out in ragged huffs from a level of pleasure and excitement incomparable to when he used to masturbate alone at home. Even the movement of the fine hairs on her skin, swaying from his breath, felt erotic now.
The urge to ejaculate boiled over. Semen surged up from his testicles. His hand simply wouldn't stop. If he just let it go and ejaculated in great gulps now, it would surely feel amazing.
But he couldn't bring himself to ejaculate right in front of her. Spraying it was a problem, and cleaning it up was another. Despite that, his hand didn't stop.
"I shouldn't... I shouldn't... I'm sorry, Lena... Lena, hngh... Lena...!"
Phut, phut, phut. Even as he said he shouldn't, he masturbated to the end like a monkey with no self-control, and the thick semen that had been built up over the day was splattered over Lena's body.
Her face, neck, shoulders, breasts, clothes, and thighs. Lena was defiled everywhere by the thick semen he had shot out. The subtle scent of her body was painted over by the scent of semen from his release.
Even though she was defiled like that, Lena's body remained so beautiful and erotic that he found himself gulping. This was no time for that. He had to get a towel and wipe it all off...
"Was jerking off enjoyable, Jaejin-nim?"
While looking for a towel, he heard Lena's voice from behind. It was a clear voice with no hint of sleepiness, making it impossible to believe she had just woken up.
When he turned around, there stood the Lena he knew well—wearing black stockings, a dress with a daringly low neckline, and nylon covering her midriff.
There was no thick, smelly liquid on her body, nor any trace of it. And feeling a strange sense of déjà vu, he looked down to see his engorged cock still throbbing, just as it had been before he "ejaculated."
"What on earth... I definitely just ejaculated...?"
"I'm glad you felt that way. Hallucination and sensory adjustment. It's an ability that was enhanced after receiving your semen, so even I didn't know if it would work properly."
"Sensory adjustment...? Then, was my constant erection also your doing, Lena?"
That would make sense. The fact that his sexual desire had spiked so rapidly after being with her since dinner, and especially before and after his shower, must have been due to this influence.
"No. I didn't touch a thing. I simply used my ability because I wanted to see how you would act after you went into heat and came running all on your own."
Lena approached, the clicking of her heels echoing. Coming close enough for him to smell her heavy, seductive scent, she wore a captivating smile as she wrapped her hand around his erect, helplessly twitching cock.