#023 Appetizer
"So the details are all up to that bitch Aria?"
"Yes, sir."
Aria Plainble.
A mage and the academy's alchemy and potion professor.
Alchemy could be a real headache.
— Why?
It's not my field.
— You're a mage and you don't know about it?
That's not it... I just lack the specialized knowledge. If she tries something, I might not catch it in time.
I asked Beres just in case, but she was no better off. In fact, she knew even less than I did.
"This is getting annoying. Should I just kill her?"
Ospel flinched at my muttered words and scrambled backward. As a scholar, he was far removed from matters of life and death—especially being a noble. He might even be more innocent than most commoners.
I'd learned everything I could. Time to leave.
As I rose to go, Beres stopped me.
— Aslan.
What?
— Don't tell me you've forgotten our greater cause?
Of course not.
— Then eat that girl before you go.
The "girl" Beres meant was the woman who'd been panting beneath the professor earlier. Fine. Let's do that.
I looked down at Ospel with deliberate weight.
"Ospel."
"Y-yes?"
"Go outside the academy right now, prepare a carriage, and wait in front of the restaurant called 'Breeze.' I'll meet you there in two hours."
"U-understood!"
Once the professor left, only the woman and I remained in the study. I glanced sideways. She looked about twenty, head lowered, stealing glances at me.
— Why bother going outside? We could've just fucked right here.
If I were only planning to have her once, sure. But I'm going to eat that lady of the house later too. I didn't want to shock her too much.
— Ooh, I knew today felt promising!
I walked over and linked arms with the woman. She had seen even the professor bowing to me, so she offered no resistance.
"Where's your room?"
"I-it's in the building next door..."
"Then let's go there."
She gave a small nod. Her face was miserable, but with no other choice, she walked in silence. I cast a light invisibility spell and we slipped quietly into her room.
— Damn, this room is tiny.
She's a student. And her father's only a viscount.
I looked around. The ten-pyeong room was crammed with furniture and tools.
"What year are you?"
"F-fourth year this year."
"Employment plans?"
"I'm preparing. I was thinking of entering the imperial palace."
A standard path. The typical route for a provincial noble's daughter—work, then marry in her mid-twenties.
I lifted her skirt. She yelped and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Beneath the red uniform, white panties were soaked through with a man's seed, the fabric nearly transparent.
"What were you going to do if you got pregnant? You took it so eagerly."
"If that happens... he said he'd take responsibility..."
How naive. Nobles were strangely trusting and considerate toward their own kind. Yet when dealing with commoners, they suddenly became creative.
"Go wash up. You know why, right?"
"...Yes."
The brown-haired woman nodded and went into the bathroom. Soon the sound of running water reached me.
Two hours left. If I'm quick, I can do it three times.
— Leave the cum to me. I'll make sure she gets pregnant within three rounds!
Good. Then let's taste the third noble's flesh.
The woman came out, shyly covering her breasts and crotch with a towel. When I gestured, she hesitated for a second before letting it drop. Her twenty-year-old body, ripe and full, filled my view. She'd clearly been sleeping with the professor; her areolas and sex were slightly faded, but that only made the sight more arousing—pale skin with darkened intimate areas.
"Crawl over and suck."
"Yes..."
She lowered herself. A noble lady who had never done this in her life—well, not since she was a baby—crawled forward on all fours, face flushed with shame. Yet powerless, she had no choice. She stopped before me, rose slightly, pulled down my robe, and took out my cock.
The massive thing sprang free. She quickly covered her mouth with both hands.
"Th-three..."
"What?"
"A-are men's things usually this big?"
"Only ever been with the professor?"
"Yes..."
No wonder she was so shocked. If she'd seen as many as Bella had, her eyes would've rolled back.
— That girl's insane. I've never seen anyone like her, even among demons.
When your contract ends and you return to the demon realm, try it. Line up all your subordinates and make them show their cocks.
— Oh. I'm putting that on my bucket list right now. Heh heh.
The girl seemed to calm down as she stared at my cock. She reached out and carefully grasped it. It twitched.
"Kyaa!"
"You've seen a man's before, so why are you so surprised?"
"B-but... I've never seen one this close. And touching it is a first too..."
Right. Nobles didn't do oral with each other. They just kissed, sucked breasts, and went straight to penetration.
"Then let mine be your first. Suck it. I'll send you to heaven when I fuck you later."
"...Is bigger better?"
"You'll feel completely full and lose your mind. Don't blame me if you get addicted."
Gulp. A spark lit in her eyes. As Beres said, knowing the taste only bred greed. She hesitated, then carefully kissed the tip.
Thus began the blowjob.
Mmm... feels good.
— Good? She's terrible. If you're going to suck, purse your lips like this, support with your tongue, and—
Big talk. Let's see you do it.
— Hey! Back in my day, men lined up for me! One line would stretch around the academy two and a half times!
Then show me next time, sis.
— Fine! You'd better be ready. I'll make you cum until you can't walk!
I chuckled and looked down at the girl sucking my cock with wet sounds. As Beres said, it was clumsy—her first time—but incredibly arousing. A noble lady bowing her head to suck my dick, burying her face in my crotch.
"Taste good, you bitch?"
"Y-yes. Chup. Chuuup."
"Suck properly. Do a good job and I'll make you feel even better."
She redoubled her efforts, bobbing her head faster. I enjoyed the sensation, reached down, and pinched her nipples. The pressure around my cock doubled.
This should be enough.
"Enough. Get on the bed and spread your legs."
***
Eila swallowed dryly.
It's finally going in. That huge cock...!
She'd been so shocked when she first saw it. Now memories of recent sex surfaced—bland, empty sex. The professor had hurt at first, tearing her open. But once she adapted, something always felt missing. She wanted it deeper, wanted to be filled completely.
And today, that massive thing had appeared to satisfy her desire...!
She closed her eyes. She felt the enormous, dark cock slowly spread her entrance. It pushed in to its limit, inch by inch, past every pleasurable spot she'd known, reaching places never touched before—then kissed just above her navel with a soft kyung♥ and stopped.
Ah... no words. Ecstasy sent sparks through her mind; her body arched beyond her control like a drawn bow.
"Eila, how's my cock taste?"
"Ah... aah...!"
So good...! But her voice wouldn't come. Only soft moans escaped.
She reached out and pulled him into a tight embrace, then kissed him.
Absolutely perfect♥
***
I thrust while looking down. The girl stared up with hearts in her eyes, moaning helplessly as she gushed fluids in real time.
"Ahn! Hng! I-it feels too good♥"
"Yeah? Want it harder?"
"Ah, nooo! It's already enough...?!"
That was her opinion. She seemed loose enough, so I pounded her mercilessly with my cock—beating her corrupted, vulgar womb!
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack-thwack-thwack!
"Aah! W-wait...! You're hitting something sensitive...! I'm cumminggg♥"
Squirt. Squirt.
Excellent. Her reactions made the effort worthwhile. The girl clung to my cock with her pussy, whimpering as if drunk on it—tongue out, pupils shaking.
Damn, the tightness right after orgasm is the best. She's gripping like she won't let go.
— Hey. Wrap it up and cum already. At this rate you'll only get one shot.
Huh? Has that much time passed?
— You've been busy fucking this girl and that. Especially the Third Princess—you've drained her tits at least three times a day.
True. Still, what is the Third Princess's real identity? How does she have pussy-like sensation between her breasts?
— Ugh, you perverted bastard. And you were a professor...
The girl's eyes regained focus. I sped up again.
"Ahn! Hng! W-wait... slower...!"
"Should I stop then?"
"N-no... I'm sorry... Just fuck me hard♥"
She should've said that from the start. I adjusted my position and slammed down into her pussy from above without mercy. Each thrust drew cries from her lips.
"Stick out your tongue."
"Hng! Hah... heee... chu. Chuuu."
Her tongue entered my mouth and coiled around mine like a snake, refusing to let go. Her arms and legs wrapped around me tightly.
"I'm about to cum."
"Ah, inside... cum inside...!"
"You might get pregnant."
"Hng! Does that matter right now...?"
Honest girl. I hammered her womb with my cock and shouted.
"Then I'll cum just like you want. Even if you get pregnant, I won't take responsibility—so take this irresponsible creampie and get pregnant!!"
"Ahn! I-I like it! Just fill me up inside...!"
"Take it. I'm cumming...!"
Throb. Throb. Throb-throb-throb.
The ejaculation lasted long. Beres must have used her power, because it continued for five full seconds without pause. The girl's womb overflowed, thick seed spilling out in massive amounts.
I pulled out. White cum gushed forth like overflowing beer foam.
"Ahiit...?! I-I'm cumming again... from an irresponsible creampie...♥"
Squirt. Squirt. Drip...
— Heh. She even pissed herself nicely! Must've liked the three loads compressed into one.
Hey, take it easy. Good thing I pulled back a bit... her womb could've ruptured.
— Relax. The womb's surprisingly elastic. You don't know anything about women's bodies, Mr. Mage.
Whatever. How much time left?
— If we wash and run, we'll make it. Twenty minutes.
I jumped up and showered. One girl down—time for the next.
After quickly drying and dressing, I looked down at Eila before leaving. Thanks to Beres's generous "care," she was still unconscious from climax. I stroked her belly once.
"Give birth well. I'll drop by again."
I'll come eat you regularly, so take care of yourself.
Bye.
I gave her nipple one last hard pinch and stepped outside.
— Only one round and you're already disappointed?
Yeah. I wanted to go all night.
— Can't be helped. That girl was just the appetizer. The main dish is next!
She was right. The previous woman was the type you saw everywhere in high society. But the next was different.
A married lady. A true madam.
Impossible to compare with an appetizer...!
Let's go right now. Time to eat a married woman!
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