Water Park (3)
Lately, Eva had been acting strange.
"Th-there, um, mister!"
"Yeah? What is it?"
"...Ah, n-nothing, never mind."
She'd taken to striking up conversations with me far more often than before. But those attempts never made it past a word or two before dying on her lips. She'd been like this ever since we left the mansion — the look of someone with a question burning on the tip of her tongue who could never quite bring herself to ask it.
At the time I'd simply brushed it off. She'd just learned the truth about her father, so of course her head would be in a mess. She knew I could handle Divine Relics too, so maybe she wanted to ask about that — or so I figured.
Nothing could have prepared me for this particular turn of events.
'She's a full-blown exhibitionist. Textbook case.'
Never in my life did I expect to witness a certified crazy pervert (and virgin) performing an outdoor show in broad daylight.
"Aaahh... this is, um, that is—"
Eva scrambled to salvage the situation. No doubt a thousand excuses were flashing through her head at lightning speed, and being the clever girl she was, she'd reach the obvious conclusion in seconds: there was no possible way to fool me.
Caught red-handed. The stains on her swimsuit, the nectar leaking from her crotch soaking into the ground, drawing a long glistening thread between her fingers. She might as well have been holding up a neon sign that read I JUST MASTURBATED — any excuse she tried to spin would only exhaust her further.
Pah!
"Forget it!"
'So that's her play, huh.'
As her best — and final — option, Eva prayed to her Divine Relic. Those five-colored eyes locked onto me, and her Authority manifested.
'Not a chance!'
I countered by flooding my bracelet with mana. Light erupted from the Solar Halo, wrapping around me and pushing back against her power. At this level, I could easily stand up to Pallad's relic.
"Stop!"
Deeeng!
But this time Eva had no intention of yielding either — a crest shaped like a clock's winding gear bloomed at the nape of her neck. A bell tolled with a pressure that made the very air tremble, and my vision flickered for an instant.
'If it stays like this, I lose!'
In fighting-game terms it was one against two — an unwinnable match. Not my usual style, but here, it was my turn to dig into my own deck and play my next card.
Shaaaa!
A veil of green like sunlit blades of grass unfurled around me. The jewel embedded in my chest blazed to life and shielded me. The radiance pouring from my bracelet mingled with a fresh scent of verdant fields, and like plants lifting their heads toward sunlight, the two relics resonated as one.
Fwaaah!
"Ugh!"
The contest was decided. The pressure Eva had been pouring out guttered and died, and the Authority squeezing down on me came undone. Even between relics of the same rank, I was the one who could drag out every last drop of power to its absolute limit — in a pure contest of strength, I did not lose.
Sure, it was ridiculous to be fighting over the initiative with Divine Relics over this of all things. But a win's a win, so all's well that ends well!
"Nnngh... I hate this."
Eva, on the other hand, swallowed back tears of despair. She was going to be a laughingstock preserved in amber for the rest of her days. The next head of her noble house — the girl meant to lead her family's future generation — caught masturbating in a public place crawling with people.
Disqualified as an heir. Disqualified as a human being, even before that.
"P-please don't look..."
Out of options entirely, Eva covered her face with both hands. There's an old word for this — the blind young lady, mocking the foolish belief that if you refuse to see something, no one else can either. In short: covering your eyes and pretending the problem doesn't exist.
Damage control was already far beyond her, so this was her way of denying reality itself.
"The bloodline of that noble Archmage, too drunk on masturbating outdoors to think straight. What a hot topic this would make, don't you think?"
Rub-rub-rub.
"Hyiik!"
I pressed my fingers against the top of Eva's crotch. Climbing the rolling hills of her body like scaling a mountain, I drew a moan out of her with every inch.
"Ahhg...! Ha ha, stop it."
"You sure that's what you want?"
"..."
No answer. Silence hung in the air. She'd failed to erase my memories with her relic, but she could still have fought back — slapped me across the face like she'd done in front of the others, or frozen my body in place with her Authority.
"Nngh... hnnn..."
She did none of it. Every time my fingers worked her plump mound, her whole body shuddered.
Pshuu!
"Haaaahhh!"
And then she came. In less than a minute, her eyes rolled back and she sprayed her tide without a shred of warning.
"Hieee..."
Tongue lolling out, Eva drowned in the afterglow. Even now she could have screamed for help. Instead, her gaze locked onto my lower half — the crotch of my trunks, swollen fat and heavy with rushing blood.
"Hah... hah...!"
'She's completely gone with the wind.'
Crouched there with her tongue out and drool dripping, she looked for all the world like a dog. Her senses would surface for a moment and she'd hurriedly avert her eyes — only for them to drift right back to the same spot a heartbeat later. Back and forth, like someone with a split personality.
Come to think of it, I'd seen something like this before, hadn't I? It clicked. It was just like that time with Yupi — the way she came the instant my finger touched her and melted into a dopey grin.
Both of them with their eyes rolled straight to the back of their skulls. If I had to compare, this one actually seemed the further gone of the two.
'Did that person intervene?'
The one I call the Helper. The entity that can force its way into the Writer's chat window. The being who wants me to seduce women — was this his doing?
But no matter how I called out, there'd been no answer. Well — doesn't that mean I'm free to do whatever I want? That was all the permission I needed.
'Let's see how Eva reacts.'
I, Solis Auram, had suffered through countless chances that never came and consoled myself with "next time" — but never once had I let an opportunity that fell into my grasp slip away. I resolved to remodel this girl exactly to my liking while I had her here.
The original plan had been to wreck Chloe so thoroughly in this fashion and simply wait for Eva to tumble into my arms on her own, but hey, this worked too.
'Let's just see how far this can go, shall we?'
Curiosity came flooding in. How long until she regained her senses and begged me to stop, I wondered?
Slik.
I pulled down my trunks and stripped off my swimsuit. My monstrous cock, standing tall and proud, veins bulging, cast a shadow across Eva's upturned face.
"A cock..."
"That's right. A cock. A man's genitalia."
"Cock, hehe. Cooock!"
Gwahk!
"Whoa—!"
Not a shred of restraint left in her, Eva threw herself at me with total abandon. Like a lover reunited after years apart, she clutched my cock tight against her body.
"I'll serve you with everything I have."
Eva — whose body had ripened well past ready but whose knowledge of sex was nonexistent — began stroking my cock with little hearts practically sparkling in her eyes. Her earnestness alone was enough to reach something deep inside me.
Touching, kneading, sucking. She pulled out every action she knew how to perform, clearly racking her brain over how to make my cock feel good. On sincerity alone I could have awarded her a perfect score.
'But she's weak.'
The problem was everything else was a total bust. There was barely any stimulation to speak of.
"Gently~ so I don't hurt you, Mr. Cock~."
'Aren't you being a little TOO careful?'
Yupi. Marin. Chloe. It was in this moment that I truly appreciated just how skilled the women who'd serviced me before actually were. Watching Eva was like watching a first-generation robot attempt to stand upright for the first time. She had the violent bust, the curvy hips, the adorable face — but on their own, none of it was nearly enough to keep me hard.
Fwoosh.
My once-proud erection deflated like a balloon losing air. As the wilting flower drooped its head, panic flashed across Eva's expression.
"No no no, this can't happen!"
Like a primitive tribeswoman scrambling to resuscitate a dying ember, Eva fluttered between my cock and her own body in a frenzy. Then her eyes lit up as if struck by a brilliant idea, and she pressed herself close to me.
Squish.
"Th-this should get it up, right?"
She sandwiched my cock between her breasts. The soft, yielding flesh enveloped me like a cradle, and her body heat shot through me in electric tingles.
"Aza-aza!"
Chanting a rousing battle cry, she began to move — stroking, titfucking me with everything she had. Wielding those violently oversized breasts no other woman possessed, she gave it her all to please me.
Chigeok-chigeok!
"Go, go! Fighting! Fighting!"
Her pleading, aegyo-drenched voice filled the silent space with color, and in rhythm with her own chant she danced her breasts back and forth, up and down.
That's it.
My eyes opened to a brand-new stimulation I'd never once felt in my life. Using a woman's chest like an onahole — something utterly impossible without a girl blessed with her opulent bust. My flagging cock, heartened by her encouragement, shot up like a dragon rising from a ditch.
In that charged atmosphere, lust crashed over me in waves. I boldly unleashed the desire coiled inside me and poured it all out over her.
Byurrrt!
"Kyaa!"
Pale fluid spurted from my urethra, and Eva let out a short gasp of wonder.
"Heee, cum. It's cum~♡"
Humming like a bird in the morning sun, she caught my semen on the platter of flesh she called her chest. Gazing at the milky white liquid with its faint scent of night flowers, her face flushed hot.
Haljjak.
She stuck out her tongue and lapped it up, tasting it. It was a fishy, stomach-churning flavor by any honest standard, yet she wore an expression of pure rapture and swallowed every last drop without letting a single bead escape.
Gulp!
"Haaaah~♡!"
Her reaction was straight out of a manga — the exact face a heroine makes savoring a bite of sweet cake — and it sent a chill down my spine. Now that we'd come this far, it was actually getting a little scary. Could a person really break this badly? It was almost frightening.
"Y-you're not stopping here, are you?"
Chuuuk!
But even that idle fear melted away like a passing breeze the moment I saw Eva hooking her bikini aside, inviting me in.
"My m-my brand-new, never-before-used pussy is open right here. It's mister-exclusive property, so please use it as much as you like♡"
A woman spreading her hole of her own free will. My duty as the man was exactly one thing — to bury myself to the hilt in that springy, soaking pussy.
In a flash, the decision was made.
Tsseut-tssut!
I drove my cock into her pussy in one merciless thrust.
"Eeeeeeek!"
Eyes rolled completely white, Eva shrieked her climax to the sky.