Chapter 122: Ejaculate While Getting a Handjob from a Head Maid’s Gloved Hand
Chapter 122: Ejaculate While Getting a Handjob from a Head Maid’s Gloved Hand
“Mmmmmm….”
After declaring that we would engage in sexual intercourse.
The first thing Citre did was suck on a nipple.
“Slurp… Schloopp, suck, slurrrp… Chu, chuuu….”
Ah, of course, it wasn't her own nipple, but mine.
How could she even suck her own?
…Actually, if it’s Citre, it might be possible.
Anyway.
She pressed her face against my chest and kissed it fervently.
She gazed at my body with an expression that looked quite enamored.
“I have felt this before, but you…”
“Hmm?”
“Your body is truly firm.”
Well, even before coming to this other world, I spent all my time exercising and dumping everything into my physique.
And since arriving here, I’ve poured all my stat points into my physical build.
“It is like stone.”
Citre expressionlessly poked at my chest.
She felt my shoulders.
She stroked my stomach.
It felt more like she was intently exploring a man’s body for the first time.
“Do not misunderstand. It is certainly not the case that I have been wanting to touch you like this every time I saw your body.”
“I see. I’ll make sure not to misunderstand.”
Since Citre said so, I decided not to misunderstand.
“The maids who help you change often mentioned it. They said your body was as hard as stone, making it difficult to dress you.”
“Ah. Those girls who dress me every day?”
“Correct. The ones you ravished in their entirety.”
“….”
When she put it like that, it made me sound like a real villain.
But it couldn't be helped.
I’d be standing there naked with a morning wood, half-dazed.
And there’s a maid touching my body here and there, claiming she’s trying to dress me….
How am I supposed to hold back the horniness?
Eventually, I made it a daily routine for them to give my cock some service before putting on my clothes.
Lately, knowing they’re going to be taken, they’ve started coming into the room with their panties already off.
“Those girls, slurp, said… schloopp… that you are sensitive here.”
Citre spoke while using one finger on my left nipple and sucking the right one with her mouth.
Mmm… I did once tell those maids to each suck on one side of my chest. Was it because of that?
“This is your weakness.”
“No, everyone’s nipples are sensitive. It’s the third erogenous zone.”
“The fact that you find it sensitive is what matters, 6.9. Because it can be a key to conquering you.”
Lelelelelelele….
Citre worked hard, licking my nipple with her tongue.
She rolled her tongue around, coating it in saliva.
“In other words, this is a tactic to subjugate and conquer a commoner like you.”
“Kh…!”
“Do not misunderstand this either; it is absolutely not because I want to be held against a man’s firm chest.”
Ah. I see.
I shouldn't misunderstand this either.
“Nngh, chuuuuuu… bleh……”
To ensure I wouldn't misunderstand, Citre licked my chest as fervently as a kitten nursing.
Citre-chan.
When I first met her, I thought she was just a prickly head maid who loathed me.
But seeing her like this today, she’s actually kind of cute.
In truth, if you peel back the layers, Citre is just another noble lady in her twenties who wants to meet a man.
It wasn't just Citre; most of the maids were the same.
They were all young noble ladies who had entered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to serve the Imperial Princess under orders from their families, hoping to form a connection with the Imperial Family.
The problem was that the work was so busy that they basically had no holidays.
Due to security, they couldn't even take vacations or go out as they pleased.
Because of that, these high-spirited…
No.
These bitchy maids in heat often went through their prime without ever tasting a man.
At most, their only chance to see a man was an arranged marriage meeting with another noble.
But would that satisfy a maid’s sexual desire?
It’s not like they’d engage in mindless breeding presses during a blind date.
At best, they’d just have a meal and engage in trivial conversation.
And then I appeared among those maids.
Me, 6.9, radiating this overwhelming male energy…!
In other words, even though the maids and Citre say they hate it or that it’s not allowed, deep down, they all want to be held against my rugged chest and get pumped by my mega cock!
Not to mention Citre’s true feelings, having seen my cock every day without being able to touch it once…?
“Do not move.”
Sliiiide…!
The hand that had been fondling my nipple slowly moved downward.
It caressed my abs as it descended further, eventually reaching below my navel.
She gripped my fully swollen cock tightly and said,
“I must do this. Only then will you be conquered.”
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t…!
She began to give me a handjob.
…This was Citre’s true intention.
Her mouth continued to lick my nipple.
“Mmmph, nngh, chuuuuu…♡ Ah, mmm, slurp, chu, chu, chuuu…♡”
Simultaneously, her hand stroked the entirety of my cock.
Since the cock was already drenched in saliva, it was a smooth, pleasurable handjob…!
Simply put.
A nipple-licking handjob…!
“Hmph, judging by your expression, it seems you are feeling quite good.”
“It’s not bad.”
“No. You. You are enjoying this. As expected, this is the key to conquering you. My judgment was not wrong. Now then.”
Citre buried her face in my chest again and licked my nipple with all her might.
“Nngh, slurrrp, chu, slurrrp…♡”
She even went as far as biting the nipple…!
“Aaaahhh…!”
“Kh…!?”
Where did she learn a skill like this?
The biting wasn't just mindless force; she stimulated it just enough with her teeth to make it feel good, biting with the perfect amount of pressure.
She’s no amateur. Citre…!
“Heh…. You are quite pathetic.”
“What…!?”
Citre looked at me and sneered.
Pathetic…? Me?
“To be feeling so good while having your nipples bitten like a little girl and receiving a handjob. You are not all that much after all.”
“You look like you think you’ve got a chance.”
“You may have subjugated other noble daughters and maids with this oversized cock, but it will not work on me. I shall make you ejaculate just like this, Commoner 6.9.”
“Kh…!”
She looked quite pleased when I grimaced. Citre.
It seemed she had gained confidence from satisfying me.
“Ejaculate, commoner. Ejaculate while receiving a handjob from a head maid’s gloved hand…!”
“Kh…! This is actually pretty intense…?”
She was better at this than I expected. It’s not like she could have learned this anywhere.
Perhaps her hand movements had been refined through her long experience as a maid?
Besides, I had already ejaculated several times with Viola, so I was sensitive right now…!
“Kh… I’m coming…!”
“Then cum, Commoner 6.9…! Nngh, chuuu…! Slurp, chu, chuuuuu…!”
Splurt! Splat! Shooot, splurrrrt…!
Kh… I’m cumming from a gloved handjob…!
Even after all that, semen was still pouring out.
I vomited my semen onto Citre’s glove as she finished the handjob.
“Kh…!”
“It keeps coming out. Your filthy semen….”
Splurt…!
She squeezed out every last drop with her hand.
Her skill is seriously incredible…!
Only after I had finished ejaculating for a while did Citre stop her hand movements.
She stared blankly at her glove, then brought her hand to her face.
“Sniff, sniff…. As I thought.”
She smelled the scent of my semen on her glove and then looked up at me.
“The cause of that strange smell that occasionally lingered in the mansion was this scent.”
“Strange smell?”
“In the Imperial Princess’s room. And throughout the mansion, a strange smell would often linger. The maids found it difficult to deal with because they didn't know the cause…. The culprit was right here.”
“I did ejaculate in quite a few places.”
“No matter how much we cleaned, the smell wouldn't leave the Imperial Princess’s room. It was all because of your semen, Commoner 6.9.”
So that was it. The smell didn't go away.
Does that mean the Princess usually walks around reeking of semen?
And she sleeps in a bed that smells like semen?
Thinking about that makes me horny again.
“……How can you be erect again when you just ejaculated?”
“You’ve seen it yourself, Citre. My recovery speed is fast.”
“Are you becoming erect for me as well… and not just for Her Majesty the Empress?”
“Well, Citre is a pretty damn hot noble head maid herself, isn't she?”
“Pardon…?”
Citre looked at me, slightly startled.
“W-what are you saying…!”
As our eyes met, she quickly turned her head away.
What’s this, Citre?
Don't tell me you’ve fallen for me?
Just because I said you’re hot?
You really are a pathetic maid…!
“So, I’ve decided to insert my cock into the damn hot Citre.”
“In… what? I assume I misheard you.”
“No, you heard me right. Hurry up and present your butt.”
“What…? No, ah, wait…!”
Before I even heard Citre’s answer, I immediately grabbed her body!
“Wait a moment! Commoner 6.9! I am not yet mentally prepared…!”
“Your body is already prepared! Citre! Your pussy is soaking wet!”
Swish…!
I lifted her maid skirt and pulled down her panties immediately!
A long string of love juices stretched out like a spiderweb.
“Wait…! P-please wait…! I said we would engage in sexual acts, but not like this…!”
“This is the commoner-style mindless breeding!”
I grabbed Citre by the waist and inserted it just like that.
“Ohoh…!?”
I shoved my cock into Citre’s pussy…!