Chapter 167: Deep in the Helion Night(2)[R-18]
Chapter 167: Deep in the Helion Night(2)[R-18]
The position commonly known as '69' was one Isaac had performed many times with Marie. Surprisingly, Isaac had been the one to suggest it first, as the position wasn't well-known in this world.
Since it involved presenting one's genitals and anus directly in front of the face of the man she loved, Marie had been shy at first. However, once she grew accustomed to it, it became one of her favorites. Their sexual compatibility was so high that they were constantly experimenting with various other positions as well.
However, it was a position that required thorough washing beforehand, as failing to maintain cleanliness could result in unpleasant odors.
Lick—
"Kyaaah!"
As Isaac lightly flicked his tongue against her vulva, Cecile’s body trembled violently in reaction. Her grip on his member tightened instinctively.
The sensation was entirely different from when she had been masturbating just moments ago; it felt as if an electric current were surging through her brain. Though she had long since cast aside her shame, the act of the man she loved licking her private parts provided an overwhelming level of stimulation.
She faltered for a moment at the unfamiliar pleasure, but only for a moment. Catching her breath, she began to lick the object before her eyes. She fondled it lovingly with both hands, savoring it with her tongue and mouth as if it were a sweet candy.
Slurp—
"He-ngh!"
"Mmm. Chuu... slurp..."
"Hngh! Ah, hngh!"
But as Isaac began to work his tongue in earnest against her secret place, Cecile found it difficult to even keep her balance, let alone continue her own ministrations. Her lower abdomen throbbed, and she could feel her juices gushing out in waves.
The strength drained from her legs to the point where she simply wanted to surrender her body to him. The patience she had cultivated to suppress her inner evil proved utterly meaningless.
This wasn't some 'inner evil'; it was the 'pleasure' bestowed upon her by her beloved. In over a hundred years of life, this was the first time someone else had done this for her with their mouth.
It tastes subtly sweet.
While Cecile buried her face in Isaac’s crotch to enjoy the foreplay, Isaac savored the taste of her as he licked her. A woman's nectar changes in scent and flavor depending on what she eats.
While Marie’s fluids were salty and slightly tart like a lemon, Cecile’s carried a fruity, sweet aroma.
Having grown up as a Princess of Helium, she surely ate a variety of fine foods, but her lineage likely played a significant role in that sweetness. Given how she was sucking on his cock like it was delicious ice cream, it was a persuasive hypothesis.
Isaac closed his eyes and indulged in Cecile’s nectar. It didn't just drip like beads of water; it flowed as if a faucet had been turned on, quickly leaving the area around his mouth glistening.
"Slurp... lick... suck..."
"Haah! Ha-ah! Ah-ngh!"
Cecile, seemingly having lost the energy to even suck his cock, could only let out ragged moans. Isaac could have brought her to a climax right then just by licking her, but he was a seasoned veteran thanks to his countless encounters with Marie.
He knew that a woman’s climax didn't explode all at once like a man’s; it climbed steadily like a staircase before erupting at the limit. Furthermore, unlike a man who enters the so-called 'sage time,' a woman's climax could be sustained for a long duration.
So, when Cecile stopped her fellatio, he stopped as well. The moment she regained her senses and took him back into her mouth, he resumed licking her.
Though he hadn't demanded it, Cecile must have realized by now: if she didn't pleasure Isaac’s cock, this bliss would vanish forever.
"Gulp! Mmph! Slurp!"
As soon as she realized this, Cecile squeezed her eyes shut and took Isaac’s thick member deep into her throat. Even without Isaac grabbing her horns to force her, she moved her head back and forth as if diving into him.
Simultaneously, Isaac focused on exploring her pink flower. He didn't just use his mouth; he caressed her buttocks as if handling fragile glass. Her well-shaped, peach-like rear was addictive to the touch.
Squeltch—
"Mmph!"
Before long, once he felt she had grown accustomed to the licking, Isaac used his thumbs to spread her labia wide and thrust his tongue deep inside. Cecile’s eyes flew open and her body went rigid as his tongue entered her.
It wasn't the hard, foreign sensation of a finger, but the vivid, soft texture unique to a tongue. It was a sensation on a completely different level from her earlier self-pleasure.
Cecile clenched her fists while keeping Isaac’s cock deep in her throat. A thrilling sensation rising from below passed through her lower abdomen, raced up her spine, and pierced her brain.
At this rate, it would be dangerous. Yet, she couldn't stop.
With her eyes wide, waiting for the signal that Isaac would trigger...
Flick—
"Mmmph! Pwah! Haaaaah!!"
The moment Isaac’s hand brushed against her protruding clitoris, she exploded.
Splurt! Squish!
"Haaaah! Ha-ah! Ahhh! Ahh!"
With every touch to her clitoris, Cecile let out screams drenched in pleasure. Her juices erupted like a fountain, soaking Isaac’s face.
However, Isaac didn't mind and kept his tongue inside her. Instead, he drank her nectar as if it were holy water while rubbing her clitoris with his index and middle fingers.
As if a dam had burst, Cecile’s body shook with intermittent tremors as she reached her peak. A climax gifted by another—especially the man she loved—was in a different league entirely from masturbation.
"Hooo... hngh... haaa..."
Cecile buried her face in Isaac’s crotch, trying to regulate her breathing. Her pitch-black hair fell like a curtain, and her crimson eyes had lost their focus.
Even so, the way she kept a firm grip on Isaac’s member revealed a glimpse of her lewdness. Even with her mind a mess from the climax, she stuck out her tongue and licked the shaft.
Isaac liked Cecile’s wantonness, which was equal to, if not greater than, Marie’s. Since the main event hadn't even begun, he wasn't about to let her stop now.
He gently moved Cecile’s hips to the side. Even as he moved her legs onto the bed, Cecile showed no intention of pulling her face away from his cock.
"Noona. I know you want to keep sucking, but we have to stop now."
"No... I want more... You haven't come yet... Slurp."
Even in her dazed state, Cecile kept seeking Isaac’s cock. Perhaps because she was a demon, her recovery was incredible.
Even Marie couldn't move until the actual insertion after a climax like that, but Cecile seemed perfectly fine. Isaac gave a wry smile and stopped her with a soothing voice.
"I'll let you have as much as you want later, so stop for now."
"Hmph..."
When Isaac scolded her sternly, Cecile had no choice but to pull away. She looked pouting, but her gaze remained fixed on Isaac’s crotch.
Slide—
Isaac then grabbed Cecile’s slender shoulders and turned her body around. Cecile turned her head to meet Isaac’s gaze.
Seeing his golden eyes shining brightly even in the dark, Cecile blinked a few times before breaking into a silly grin. She puckered her lips, asking for a kiss.
Though his member had already been in and out of her mouth, Isaac granted her request without hesitation. His fluids would have already traveled down her throat to her stomach anyway, and since it was what the woman he loved wanted, he felt no reluctance.
Furthermore, Cecile’s mouth gave off a sweet fragrance—the same unique fruity scent that came from her nectar.
Just as she had compared herself to a dessert, Cecile’s body was like a sweet fruit dessert itself.
"Mmph... chuu... Haah..."
As they kissed, Cecile let her body collapse backward. The soft sensation of the bed met the back of her head.
Isaac laid Cecile down and continued the kiss for a while before silently pulling his lips away. A long, glistening silver thread of saliva stretched between them before snapping weakly.
He then gazed down at Cecile lying on the bed. Her large, exceptionally elastic breasts maintained their shape even while she was lying down, and the lines of her waist and hips were nothing short of art.
Added to that was her secret place, dripping wet with nectar. Isaac swallowed hard and rested his member heavily atop Cecile’s stomach.
"Wow..."
Cecile marveled at the size of the object that reached almost to her navel. Was that really going to go inside her? How would it feel when it did?
Would she feel a pleasure even more intense than what she had just experienced? With an expectant expression, she pressed Isaac’s member firmly against her belly.
As it touched her lean abdomen, she could feel its presence clearly. Just as Marie had described, it was as hot and hard as a red-hot iron rod.
Marie said... she couldn't take it all, right?
Could she really accept all of that? Since she was taller than Marie and had more developed hips, it might just be possible.
Cecile lovingly stroked Isaac’s cock before looking up. As if waiting for her permission, Isaac wore a gentle smile.
"...Isaac."
"Yes, Noona."
"I love you. So..."
Squeltch—
After confessing her love in a trembling voice, Cecile used both hands to spread her labia wide. The nectar that had been pooling inside gushed out.
Then, with a smile that seemed steeped in desire, she made a desperate plea to Isaac. Her red eyes glowed with an even more seductive light.
"Please... ravish me until I'm a mess, Lord Isaac."
"..."
"You can treat me however you like. You can be rough. So please... put it in."
That alone was enough to make Isaac’s member throb fiercely, but...
"My body and soul... they all belong to Lord Isaac ♡"
At that final blow, Isaac began to move, his breathing heavy. Normally, more foreplay would be required, but given the flood already occurring, no further preparation was needed.
He gripped his member with one hand and began to find the entrance. Thanks to his experience, finding the mark was easy.
Finally, the glans touched her, and Cecile gripped the bedsheets tight, bracing for the pleasure that was about to storm through her. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and her breath came in gasps.
"...Noona."
"Ye-yes. Please, speak."
"You really are a pervert."
With those words, Isaac gave a playful smirk and—
Squish!
Without a moment's hesitation, he thrust himself inside.
"Ugh...!"
As Isaac’s member filled her completely, Cecile’s tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her back arched like a bow, and her grip on the sheets tightened.
Because he hadn't entered slowly but had thrust in as if piercing her, there was a flash of pain, but it was quickly rendered meaningless by the tidal wave of pleasure that followed.
The sensation of a hard, fire-hot rod filling her entire lower abdomen... Cecile trembled and forced her gaze downward.
Most of that massive cock had disappeared inside her. She shifted her gaze, wearing a blissful smile at the fact that she was now one with the man she loved.
Isaac was also looking down at her with his signature deep smile.
"I-Isaac... Lord Isaac..."
"Yes, Noona."
"I love you... I really... love you..."
Spreading her arms, Cecile confessed her love once more. Isaac lowered his upper body and embraced her as she wished.
As their bodies pressed together, Cecile’s large breasts were pleasantly flattened. Isaac enjoyed the sensation of her magnificent chest along with the feel of her vaginal walls.
As expected of a virgin, she was incredibly tight, yet she seemed to wrap around him softly. The thick nectar acted as a lubricant, providing a different sensation from his time with Marie.
Most surprising of all was that Cecile had accepted almost the entirety of Isaac’s thick member. Only a small portion of the base remained, yet he didn't feel the glans hitting her cervix just yet.
This provided Isaac with a new kind of stimulation. He stroked Cecile’s face and asked quietly.
"Does it hurt?"
"It just feels good... so please, move..."
"Okay. I will. Mwah."
Isaac gave Cecile a light kiss and lifted his upper body slightly. Instead of pulling back, he pushed forward just a bit more.
Thump—
"Ky-ah!"
With that, even the remaining base disappeared entirely, and his glans bumped against her cervix. Cecile felt as if an electric current had surged through her entire body.
Squeltch—
"Mmmgh..."
As Isaac pulled his hips back, the cock that had filled her to the brim vanished. As the rod scraped against every inch of her vaginal walls on its way out, Cecile let out a feverish moan, yet felt a sudden sense of emptiness.
It was only natural to feel empty when something that had filled every void suddenly disappeared. Just as the glans was about to pull out completely—
Slam!!
"Hyaaaah!!"
Isaac snapped his hips forward, thrusting back inside with force. His glans collided with her cervix once more, and Cecile let out a scream drenched in lust.
Squeltch—
"Hngh..."
Slowly pulling out.
Thud!!
"Ahhh!!"
Thrusting in hard.
Squish—
"Ah, hngh..."
Slowly pulling out again.
Squelch!!
"Hnghhhh!!"
And thrusting in hard once more.
It was a process of getting her accustomed to him, and each time, Cecile let out a shattering moan. She had already completely adapted to Isaac’s member and was now only absorbing the pleasure.
Isaac, moving slowly, glanced down. As if to prove her virginity, the gushing nectar was tinged with blood.
However, perhaps due to her lineage, Cecile possessed a body that felt as if it had already experienced this many times. It seemed he could proceed just as he always did with Marie.
Normally, he would have proceeded slowly and considerately, but Cecile didn't seem to need it. Still, he had to make sure she reached her peak.
Grip!
"Mmm...!"
Isaac sat up fully and grabbed Cecile’s breasts—the ones he had wanted to play with—one in each hand. His hands were buried in the massive mounds of flesh.
He then began to toy with her ample chest as he pleased while rhythmically moving his hips. He flicked and tugged at her sharply peaked pink nipples with his fingers.
To make her the 'mess' she desired, he began to handle her roughly.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Squish!
"Hyaaaah! Ahh! Ah! Kyaaah!!"
As her breasts were toyed with and the hip movements repeated, Cecile let out a continuous stream of moans. Because so much nectar was being produced, a wet, slapping sound began to echo.
Isaac used Cecile’s large breasts as handles, gripping them tight as he indulged himself. Based on his experience with Marie, he didn't just use simple repetition but incorporated changes in pace.
If it seemed Cecile was about to reach her limit, he deliberately slowed down; once she had calmed slightly, he thrust in hard.
It wasn't the simple, brute-force movement of Marie’s first night, but a combination of technique intended to gift Cecile the ultimate pleasure.
Slap! Slap! Squeltch!
"Haa! Mmm! Slurp... lick... Haah..."
He kissed her in between so her mouth wouldn't be lonely. When Isaac sought her mouth, Cecile responded in kind. Not only that, she wrapped both legs around Isaac’s waist, stimulating him further.
While the two lovers' tongues intertwined like mating snakes, Isaac relentlessly plowed into Cecile’s pussy. Her mouth was toyed with through kisses, her breasts with his hands, and finally, her lower mouth with Isaac’s cock.
The three elements harmonized perfectly, bringing her closer and closer to her limit. Tears welled in the corners of Cecile’s eyes, and her vaginal walls began to contract powerfully.
Noticing that her climax was imminent, Isaac checked her face. Her red eyes were rolling back, beginning to show the whites.
All that remained was to let it all out. Maintaining the kiss, he moved the hands that had been gripping her breasts downward.
Passing her lower abdomen, which was already soaked with nectar, he reached her vulva and flicked the clitoris he had identified earlier.
"Hnghhhh!!"
The moment he touched her clitoris, Cecile’s body jolted. Just like before, an electric current seemed to surge from her pussy, up her spine, and into her brain.
But this wasn't the end. Isaac tightened his sphincter to make his member even harder, then thrust roughly while stimulating her clitoris with his hand.
Slap! Slap! Squish! Squelch!
"Ahhh!! Ahh!! Haa! Ha-ah!! Kyaaaah!"
Cecile was now almost thrashing as she screamed. The sensation filling her head told her that the climax was upon her.
Isaac pulled his hips back and then surged forward with a sudden, powerful thrust.
Thump!
"Kyaaaaaaaah!!"
At the sensation of the glans and cervix colliding, Cecile finally reached her peak. Her back arched like a bow, and the bedsheets crumpled under the force of her grip.
Gush!!
As her long, slender legs wrapped around Isaac’s waist trembled, a fountain of nectar erupted from her still-impaled pussy.
It was a far greater amount than when he had used his mouth, enough to soak the bedsheets through.
Cecile had finally reached her orgasm.
"Hngh...! Haah...! Mmmgh..."
Squish—
"H-hyit!?"
The problem, however, was that Isaac wasn't finished. While Cecile was gasping for air, Isaac began to move his hips slowly once more.
Only then did she realize: Isaac hadn't ejaculated yet.
The true main event was starting now.
Isaac met Cecile’s gaze—she looked almost trembling with fear—and gently stroked her cheek. Cecile, whose sexual arousal remained high due to the orgasm, flinched at his touch.
A woman's orgasm isn't easy to reach, but once attained, the descent is slow. This meant that Cecile’s wanton body was currently at its peak sensitivity.
It was the perfect state to continuously feel pleasure that seemed to melt the brain.
"You said it, didn't you, Noona? To make you a mess."
"I-Isaac..."
Cecile called Isaac’s name in a trembling voice. Isaac lovingly stroked her cheek before sliding a finger into her mouth.
A few months ago, when they were alone in a cafe, she had been the one to suck his finger first. But now, Isaac was the one putting it in.
Cecile sucked and licked Isaac’s finger, which carried the sweet scent of her own nectar, while meeting his gaze. His cock, still inside her, showed no sign of losing its strength, boasting its firm resolve.
"Aum... slurp... ah..."
Slap!
"Mmph!"
Her eyes widened as Isaac snapped his hips. However, her mouth was blocked by Isaac’s finger, so she couldn't even let out a proper moan.
Slap! Slap! Squish! Squelch!
"Hyit! Mmph! Ahh! Ahhh!!"
Isaac began his thrusts again, his finger ravaging the inside of Cecile’s mouth. Now, with every insertion, fluids splashed in all directions.
Already sensitive from her climax, Cecile felt the pleasure she thought had subsided beginning to swell again. Not just the insertion, but the violation of her mouth and the crushing grip on her breasts all felt like pure bliss.
She felt as if she might actually die. A demon's recovery applied to physical stamina or wounds, not to a climax like this. If anything, her succubus blood seemed to be preventing the pleasure from fading.
Combined with her 'evil cycle,' her entire body was now nothing but an erogenous zone.
"Haa. Ah-ngh. Lord Isaac..."
"What is it, Noona?"
"I was wrong. I was wrong, so..."
Having not expected the stimulation to be this intense, Cecile finally begged for mercy. But Isaac scoffed and countered.
"Then why are you smiling?"
"Eh... I'm not..."
She denied it, but Cecile was wearing a blissful smile. Her eyes were already glazed over; despite her words, it was clear she wanted more.
Isaac pulled his finger from Cecile’s mouth and decided to change positions. He briefly withdrew from her pussy and flipped her body over.
Lacking the strength to even get up due to the relentless waves of pleasure, Cecile’s face remained pressed against the bed.
Isaac stroked her beautifully shaped, peach-like buttocks. Before re-inserting, he reached out with a devilish smile. Not for her waist, but for Cecile’s horns.
He gripped her horns like handles and forced her up. As Isaac pulled her up by her horns, Cecile used her arms to support her upper body despite her dazed state.
Slam!!
"Hyaaaah!!"
Without any warning, Isaac thrust back into Cecile’s vagina. As the pleasure pierced her brain once more, Cecile let out a scream.
Because this position allowed for deeper penetration and directly stimulated the erogenous zones within her, an even greater pleasure washed over her.
Slap! Slap! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ngh! Ah! Ahhh! Hngh!"
Isaac admired Cecile’s back as she panted in the throes of pleasure. He traced the long, straight lines of her back muscles down to her slender waist and the peach-like curves of her buttocks.
Every time he pounded into her, the sight of her large breasts spilling out and swaying was truly a spectacle.
Time to let out the first round.
Perhaps thanks to Mora’s divine power, his erection had remained rock-solid throughout, except for the brief moment of irrumatio. But he couldn't keep it bottled up forever; it felt like the right time to ejaculate.
Above all, one of the reasons Mora had granted him divine power was so he could pass it on to Cecile. The method of transferring energy through sex had existed since ancient times.
Isaac was about to enter his final spurt when his eyes fell upon her tempting rear. It looked incredibly firm and supple.
Since she had asked him to ruin her anyway, a sadistic glint appeared in his eyes. One hand was more than enough to grip her horn.
Isaac raised his other hand high into the air and...
Slap!
"Kyaah!"
He struck Cecile’s peach-like buttocks hard. The moment his palm connected, a scream-laced moan escaped her lips.
At the same time, he felt her vaginal walls tighten significantly. Driven by uncontrollable excitement, Isaac continued to rain slaps down on her rear.
Smack! Slap! Crack!
"Ugh! Ahh!! Hngh!"
With every strike, Cecile let out a cry drenched in ecstasy. Her pussy pulsed, repeatedly contracting and relaxing around him.
Through this, Isaac confirmed one thing: just as her request to be "messed up" suggested, Cecile enjoyed being treated roughly.
She wasn't a princess of the Demon Clan right now; she was nothing more than a lewd, trembling body—a succubus through and through.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Slap!
"Haaah! Isaac! Master Isaac!! I—I'm..."
Cecile wailed his name. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, a clear sign that another climax was imminent.
Isaac felt his own limit approaching. He stopped the spanking and focused on his hips. Letting go of her horn, he gripped her buttocks firmly, pulled back as far as he could for the final stroke, and then thrust forward with everything he had.
Splat!!
"Hyaaaaaah!!!"
Cecile hit her third climax, her tongue hanging out helplessly.
Throb— Throb— Throb—
Isaac felt a surge of relief as he vented his seed deep into Cecile’s womb. Though it was his second ejaculation, the volume was by no means small; if anything, it felt like even more than before.
Having emptied himself into Cecile instead of Mari, Isaac let out a long-held breath and looked down. Her buttocks were flushed a deep red, and her entire body was twitching in the aftermath.
Could a first night really feel this good? He slowly withdrew himself and gave her rear one last, playful smack.
Slap!
"Hngh..."
She let out a soft whimper, her body shivering at the contact even as she basked in the peak. Isaac looked down at his member, which remained defiantly erect despite having just finished his second round.
As expected, it wasn't enough. Between the stamina he’d built up and the divine power from Mora, it was only natural.
The night was still young. Isaac leaned in toward Cecile, who was still trembling with her face buried in the bed.
"Cecile. You can keep going, right?"
"Yes... I can..."
She had looked like she was about to faint just moments ago, but for some reason, her strength seemed to have returned already. Was it a succubus trait to recover stamina the more semen they received?
Or perhaps it was because Mora’s divine power was flowing into her. At this rate, Cecile might be the dangerous one, not Isaac.
Isaac felt a surge of exhilaration at the fact that he had conquered Cecile—someone far stronger than him and the destined successor to the Demon King. He thrust his member toward her face.
Seeing the massive rod presented right before her eyes, Cecile pushed her shaky body up.
"I'll help you."
"Huh? Mmph!"
Without waiting for an answer, Isaac grabbed her horn and forced himself into her mouth, beginning a round of irrumatio. Cecile’s eyes widened as her mouth was filled to capacity, her body shuddering once more.
Squish—
The distinct sound of vaginal fluid spraying out echoed from below. Isaac gripped her horn and began to pump his hips rhythmically.
"Mgh! Ggh! Slurp! Chup! Nggh!"
Tonight, the respected Princess of Helium was nowhere to be found. There was only a single, lustful woman left in her place.
"Ah... I'm going again."
"Mmph! In... in my mouth... give it to me in my mouth..."
Spurt— Burst—
Isaac enjoyed the long night, ejaculating deep into Cecile’s throat.
"It's delicious... more... please give me more..."
"As you wish."
"Kyaah!"
For Cecile, who was experiencing an unforgettable first night, the feeling was exactly the same.