Chapter 91: Heavy Rain
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 91: Heavy Rain
Pshaaaaa—
Rain poured down, accompanied by flashes of lightning.
A chilly, mid-autumn rain.
In the endlessly pouring rain, Beatrice shivered slightly and clung to Yohan.
“…It’s cold.”
“Yeah. This isn’t as warm as I thought.”
Beatrice realized that even books could be wrong.
She was hugging him naked, just as the book had instructed, but instead of getting warmer, she felt like she was losing body heat.
Staring blankly into space for a moment, Beatrice soon realized why.
“Yohan, you take your clothes off too.”
“Huh?”
“I’m sure if we’re both naked, there’ll be some amazing synergy that generates heat. But since you’re not naked and I am, it’s just getting colder…”
Hearing her words, Yohan’s expression stiffened, and he looked down at her, troubled.
“No, right now is a bit…”
“Whyyyy?”
“Because… you’re naked.”
“…What does me being naked have to do with anything?”
When she tilted her head and asked again, clearly not understanding, Yohan sighed and began to explain.
“Well, men and women aren’t supposed to be naked together.”
“But we’re friends?”
“Especially because we’re friends. This is something only people in a much more special relationship can do.”
“A more special relationship? I want to have a more special relationship with you, Yohan.”
Ah, for some reason, after saying those words, her body started to feel a little warmer. Beatrice thought the effect of rocking her body back and forth was finally kicking in.
If she’d known it was this effective, she would have done it more. Fortunately, it wasn’t too late. Beatrice started rocking her hips back and forth again.
Indeed, her body began to warm up faster than before. Not only that, but something in her lower abdomen began to twitch, and she started producing more vaginal fluid…
“…I’m sorry.”
“For what now?”
“I don’t know why, but it keeps coming out… You must be cold too, and I’m getting your underwear all wet…”
Beatrice apologized to Yohan. I’m sorry for leaking my juices. I’m sorry for dirtying your underwear… Hearing this, Yohan began to breathe heavily, as if he couldn’t take it anymore.
She watched him as he stared at the cave ceiling for a moment. Then, having made up his mind, he lifted her up slightly and, as if he had no other choice, began to pull off his underwear.
His penis, which had been suppressed by a single layer of underwear, sprang up with a thwack! and hit Beatrice’s navel. It was hot and hard.
“It’s warm…”
“Yeah…”
Looking strangely at Yohan, who was sighing heavily as if he’d given up on everything, Beatrice continued to rock her hips back and forth.
As she rocked, Beatrice felt something was off and glanced down.
His penis, which had been under his underwear, was now separating them. Not only was there more distance between her and Yohan than before, but she couldn’t even rock her hips properly.
Realizing this, Beatrice pouted, grabbed the penis blocking her way, and naturally pressed it down under her pussy.
“B-Beatrice!? What are you doing…”
“This is in the way.”
“Yeah, but why would you put it there…”
“Wasn’t it here before? Why? Am I not supposed to do this?”
Beatrice met the gaze of a stunned Yohan and rocked her hips back and forth.
The flesh of her pussy, covering his long penis, moved back and forth, creating stimulation. The act was accompanied by heat.
It was the same motion as before he’d taken off his underwear. Realizing this, Yohan pressed his lips together. Beatrice could now rock her hips without any obstruction.
“Haa, heuu- heuut…”
Rocking her hips back and forth on his big, hard, bumpy, veiny penis, the flesh of her pussy rubbed against it, creating pleasure.
Especially when the small bean located at the front of her mound brushed against the mushroom-cap-like thing at the tip of his penis, an intense electric current shot through her, strong enough to make her feel like she was floating.
“What, is thiss… It feels, gooood…”
It felt like her whole body was melting. It was similar to soaking in a warm bath, but much more intense.
She had a feeling this pleasure would burn her up from head to toe, leaving nothing behind, yet she couldn’t stop.
Instead, she rocked her hips more fiercely, as if wanting to be consumed by the flames.
“Huu- huut, heuuk! Haa, haaa- huaang…!”
Held tightly in Yohan’s arms to keep her upper body steady, she kept rocking her hips, making their genitals—his glans and her clitoris—rub against each other.
By now, she was getting the hang of rocking her hips. Skillfully, without letting his penis slip away from her pussy. As her slick juices increased, her speed picked up even more.
“Heuk, heuuk- huuung… Hyat, huaang- haak, huaang- huut! Huk-! Heuuuut─!?”
And then—she finally made a mistake.
Beatrice’s eyes darted around wildly as she felt something pierce deep inside her.
Something thick was churning inside her, as if she’d been stabbed with a knife. It was something she had never experienced in her life, something she couldn’t identify.
It was his penis. That is to say, his penis was, surprisingly, something that could go inside a pussy.
“Yo-Yohan. Yohaaan- I, I didn’t know this would happen… I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
“…Why are you the one apologizing?”
“I… I swallowed your feel-good thing… Now you can’t feel good anymore…”
On the verge of tears from pain and confusion, Beatrice started apologizing to Yohan. I’m sorry for eating your penis, I’m sorry you can’t feel good anymore…
Yohan had kept his mouth shut when her flesh was just rubbing against his penis, and even when she’d lifted her hips too high and his penis had plunged deep inside her, but he couldn’t endure this.
He couldn’t bear the sight of the young witch apologizing after swallowing his penis into her pussy.
“Beatrice.”
“Heuk, u-huh?”
“It’s okay. I can still feel good.”
“Really…? How…?”
“Like this.”
Schlick-!
Yohan thrust his hips up.
Because she was already slick and wet, his penis began to churn smoothly inside her pussy. Her vaginal fluid, mixed with the blood from her broken hymen, trickled down, and soon, nasal moans filled the cave.
*
Evangeline came out into the living room and tilted her head, seeing it was empty. Looking for Yohan, she found a note on the kitchen table and read it.
“He went with Beatrice to gather ingredients…?”
Even so, Evangeline thought it was about time for them to be back, then she realized a heavy rain was pouring down outside.
The rain was coming down so hard it was tiring just to watch, and she even started to worry that the two of them might have gotten stranded.
‘Nah, she’s with a witch, after all…’
Shaking off the worry of them being stranded, Evangeline next worried about the two of them, a man and a woman, stuck together alone while taking shelter from the rain.
It was a situation where something was bound to happen… but honestly, she wasn’t too worried about that either. Who was the other person? It was Beatrice.
The young witch who probably still believed babies were delivered by storks. She didn’t worry that anything would happen between Yohan and someone like Beatrice.
“There’s no way those two would do anything.”
Letting out a small laugh, Evangeline started preparing breakfast for her disciple, who was probably having a hard time because of the rain.
*
“Yohan, Yohaaan…!”
Schlap, squelch-!
The sound of his penis prying open her pussy, forcing it wider, echoed throughout the cave. In Yohan’s arms, Beatrice wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and cried out in pleasure.
As befitting her small frame and newly deflowered status—Beatrice’s pussy gripped his penis tighter than any other.
Even Hekaterina, who had a similar body type, wasn’t this tight.
“Heut, huaang-! Huuu, heuuung!”
“Huu, Beatrice, stick out your tongue.”
“My, tonguee- heuuk! O-kay…!”
Following Yohan’s command as he thrust his penis up, Beatrice obediently stuck her tongue out. Seeing the pink flesh of her tongue, Yohan devoured it without hesitation.
A sweet, sugary scent—the kind of baby formula smell you’d expect from a child—wafted from Beatrice.
The scent fanned the flames of Yohan’s guilt, making his already large penis even bigger.
“Heuuung─!!”
Feeling the penis inside her grow even larger, Beatrice let out a nasal moan. She was, before she knew it, starting to understand how to clench her pussy.
And how to clench it to make Yohan happy… Was it because she was a witch, despite her age? She squeezed his penis with the exploratory spirit of one delving into the unknown.
Squeeze, squeeze—feeling the flesh of her pussy pressing in from all sides, Yohan felt an intense urge to cum.
“Bea, trice…!”
“Heuut, u-huh!”
“I’m gonna cum, take it!”
What he was cumming, what she was supposed to take. Beatrice’s sexual knowledge was insufficient to understand.
However, the female inside her reacted instinctively, clenching his penis. In response to that clench, Yohan came deep inside her.
Spurt, spurt-! An unknowable amount of semen gushed out—Beatrice’s small pussy, with his penis buried inside, couldn’t take it all and expelled the excess.
Pale pink semen mixed with her virgin blood began to dribble out… With a dazed expression, her tongue still sticking out, Beatrice opened her mouth to speak to Yohan.
“More… we not doing more…?”
“…Honestly.”
Looking at this little kid who was instinctively seducing him, Yohan began to thrust again.