Hoaran's Shamanism Lesson (9)
No, right now, whether Hoaran was a virgin or not wasn't the important thing.
She had no experience.
That single fact told me a ton already. And even though it was hard to believe, she said the first time she'd even masturbated with her fingers was just two days ago.
"Moving on to the next question."
"There's more...?"
"It's the last one, so don't worry."
Hoaran nodded slightly at my words. Looking at her, I asked,
"Normally... how many times does it take to settle down?"
"...T-Two times would calm it somewhat. At most three or four..."
Not that bad, then, I thought.
"B-But yesterday... it wouldn't stop even after more than thirty times..."
"Thirty, what?"
From two or three times, four at most, to settle it—that sounded like it'd be over quick. But then she drops a number like we'd launched from stairs into an orbital elevator, and I blurted it out in shock.
"N-Normally, it wasn't this bad! This lady... this lady isn't that lewd...!"
"Ah, no. I didn't say anything."
Thirty times.
That'd be fucking infuriating for real.
"Anyway... got it."
But what could I do? Gotta do it.
I rolled my shoulders lightly, hearing a satisfying crack. I flexed my fingers too...
My nails were a bit long since I hadn't trimmed them lately, but it'd be fine.
"Alright, let's start."
"A-Ah, understood."
With that, I reached out toward Hoaran, who tensed up and raised her tails stiffly.
First.
Whether from her heat or not, her breasts had swollen even more, barely contained by her clothes. I tugged the fabric down.
"Eek?!"
Slosh.
Hoaran's breasts spilled out.
Even from behind, they'd looked massive, spilling sideways with their presence. I grabbed them with both hands.
"Nngh...♡"
Hoaran let out a small moan.
I kneaded her breasts firmly, pressing in.
Squish, squish—as I moved my hands, her elastic tits jiggled every which way.
"Nn, nngh... hff... ut...♡"
Each time, she stifled moans, and I asked,
"How's it feel?"
"Feels, nn...♡ good...♡ B-But..."
"But?"
"N-No, it's nothing... keep going just like... nn, that..."
She trailed off and looked away. I got the idea.
"Yeah, it's not enough, right? Then..."
"Th-This lady didn't say that... hiiut♡"
I pinched her nipple between my fingers, and she let out a cute moan, body trembling.
"This level's just right, huh? I'll keep going."
Squeeze, squeeze—I massaged her breasts while rubbing her nipples between thumb and forefinger.
"Haaht♡ Ah...♡ St-Stop...♡ Stop it...♡ This lady... this lady didn't ask for, hngh♡ this...♡ Hff♡"
"You didn't ask. But this feels better than before, right?"
No need for an answer—her body twitched every time I teased her nipples, her tails visible, and the vibrations traveled perfectly through my knee against her ass.
Squeeze, and she quivers; tug lightly, and she jerks. No way I wouldn't notice.
But seeing her dishonest about her reactions, I said,
"No need to hide or hold back. If you want something, just say it. And moans—better not to stifle them."
Basically true for all heats.
Releasing desire outright was faster than suppressing it.
So.
"What feels the best? Mother."
To that, Hoaran answered hesitantly,
"P-Pinching... a bit, more..."
"Got it. Like this?"
I pinched her nipple, awkwardly honest as she was.
Harder than the first time.
"Hiiiiiing~?!"
Squirt♡ Squirt♡
My thigh grew warm and sticky. She'd just cum once, her juices soaking my knee and thigh.
Good, that's one.
Twenty-nine left, at least.
"Right into the next one."
I squeezed her nipple again as she was still riding it.
"W-Wait... not now, not... hiiing♡"
"Oh, good job this time. Let it out, moan freely—no one's listening anyway."
"Haat♡ H-Hanjo♡ Hff♡ Y-You're here... aa♡ feeling it... hff♡ Wh-When talking, pause a... hiiut♡"
Squirt♡ Squirt♡
Two.
Her body was more sensitive than I thought, thanks to the heat.
This'll wrap up quick.
"A-Again... came again... Ah, still mid-orgasm...♡ Nipples squeezed, squeezed, cumming again...♡"
"Take a breather? Here we go."
"W-Wait... agaaain♡ Hiiut♡ N-Now I see, Hanjo... y-you're quite the sadist... aa♡"
Sadist? Harsh.
I'm working hard here too.
Anyway, nipples were her weak spot. Might as well send her ten more like this—I went wild on them.
"Hff♡ Hn♡ Haaht♡ Aah♡ Agai...♡ Again♡ Again, cumming...♡"
Squirt♡ Squiiirt♡
Three.
...Wait, nipples as weak spot?
Suddenly, I recalled the massage—light shining over her breasts.
Now that I thought about it, right on the nipples.
"Haat♡ Ah...♡ Haaht♡"
I kept rubbing and pinching both nipples, pondering.
Maybe that showed her erogenous zones.
It fit the oddities perfectly.
Ears, tails, nipples, belly, pussy.
Unusual spots, but mostly common ones.
"Haaaah—♡"
Squirt—♡
Four.
Sending her the fourth time, I tested by releasing her nipples.
"Haa...? Wh-Why stop suddenly...?"
"Nah, hold on. Something on your ears."
"This lady's ears...?"
"I'll get it."
I grabbed her twitching fox ears.
"Hik♡"
She shuddered violently.
Juices dripped onto my thigh.
It's real.
"Wh-What? S-Suddenly..."
"Felt good?"
"Th..."
She nodded hesitantly.
"Breasts or ears—which better?"
I massaged her ears lightly; she twitched each time.
"...Th-This lady... b-breasts felt better..."
"Yeah?"
The ear glow was fainter than breasts.
Those shining spots: ears, tails, nipples, belly, pussy—with intensity differences.
The brightest was...
"Mother, spread your legs a bit?"
"Legs...?"
Confused but obedient, she parted them.
"L-Like this...?"
She followed so naturally now.
I released her ears and slid my hand between her thighs.
"Wh-What are you doing?!"
She clamped instinctively, but my fingers touched her panties first.
"Hnggggut♡"
Squeeze—her thighs gripped my wrist.
Squirt, squirt—juices splashed my hand.
Anyway, five.
Didn't expect instant orgasm on touch.
Brightest glow meant most sensitive.
She clamped hard mid-climax—no further.
"Haa...♡ Haa...♡ H-Here... can't here... Ah, even for heat relief, we're mother and son, aren't we...?"
Panting, she said that. I replied,
"It's just fingers, right? And this felt best, yeah?"
"......N-No."
Her delayed answer—she knew.
Twitch, twitch.
Her ears fidgeted restlessly.
No lying like that.
"Y-Yeah. Got it. Back to breasts then—let go. Wrist hurts."
Not a lie.
Sensation fading.
How tight was she squeezing?
"R-Really...? If lying, this lady will be angry...?"
"For real. I don't force if you say no."
"Then..."
She parted her legs, trusting.
No intent to lie, so I gripped her nipples again.
"Haat♡"
Instead.
Whispering in her moaning ear,
"Not enough, right?"
"Nnhat?! D-Don't whisper in ear suddenly...!"
"Sorry. But I'm right?"
"Wh-What do you mean..."
"Not enough."
Twitch.
She trembled.
"That felt way better, right? Best reaction yet—don't lie."
Squish, rubbing nipples.
"Nnnngh...♡"
"See? Less good than before. You know better now."
Continuing.
"Nn, nnght...♡ N-No... this is, better than... before..."
"Mother."
I said,
"Gonna keep lying to me? Disappointing."
Her ears drooped.
I released her nipples and waited.
Waited.
"S-Sorry..."
Finally, she said.
"For what?"
"Th-This lady lying..."
She turned, teary-eyed.
"D-Did this lady disappoint you...? Hanjo, because this lady's a liar... disappointed...?"
Ah.
Damn.
This is hot.
I knew I was a perv.
Didn't expect a teary woman to turn me on.
And a bit guilty.
Didn't think she'd tear up.
Still.
"I'd be disappointed. If you keep lying, yeah."
Gotta push.
"So, Mother—what'll it be? Keep lying?"
She hesitated long.
Then, slowly.
Her legs spread wide.
"...It was a lie. Truth is... here feels best."
So.
She mumbled,
"T-Touch this lady's pussy... with your hand..."
"Sure."
Hand between her legs again.
Twitch at my touch.
But no clamping.
As fingers neared her panties,
"N-No inserting, absolutely. Got it?"
"Yep."
Then.
"Hiiiiiing♡"
Slide fingers along the slit through her panties.
Her tails perked twitchily. I said,
"Starting now, Mother."
Thrust finger in.
"Haaat?!"
She jolted up; I wrapped her waist.
"Hiiing...♡"
She slumped back like jelly. Arm around her weak belly spot, I rubbed her pussy over panties.
Schlop schlop♡
Juice-soaked panties squelched lewdly.
Schlop schlop schlop schlop♡
I rubbed harder for more noise.
No need to ask how it felt.
"Hoot♡ Oot♡ Ohht♡ Hooht♡ Haak♡"
Beast-like moans, twitching wildly.
Squirt♡ Squirt♡ Squirt♡
Cumming each rub, pussy squirting.
Still ask.
"Better than before?"
"Haa♡ Hiiing—♡"
Squiiiirt♡
Juices soaked my hand instead.
Count as answer.
How many now?
Paused rubbing,
"Mother, sorry—how many times so far?"
Twitch, twitch♡
Head down, twitching, small voice.
"...Th-This is... the tw-twelfth... time..."
Twelve.
Track from now.
"Continuing."
Eighteen.
She begged direct touch. I pulled down her soaked panties, fingered her bare pussy.
"Thiiiis♡ Feels so good♡ Your hand rubbing this lady's pussy wild♡ Incredibly good—♡ Nooo...♡ Just came... again, cumming♡"
Her scorching hot pussy meat ground under my palm, squirting each time. Hot as fuck.
Twenty-eight.
After countless orgasms, teary itchy-inside pleas—she begged fingers inside.
Did it.
"Hiiiiiing~♡ H-Hanjo's fingers... inside this lady... coming in...♡"
Fingering her.
"S-So intense♡ This lady's pussy♡ Haa♡ Ah♡ Nooo♡ Like that...♡ Hoot♡ Ot♡ Ooot...♡ Ah, nooo♡ Haak♡"
Plunging her spasming, squirting pussy—juices gushed amazingly.
Soaked trees meters away.
"This... this...♡ Way better than this lady's fingers...♡ Know this now... can't cum alone anymore...♡"
Leaking from her repeatedly orgasmed pussy, mumbling—hot as hell.
And thirty-two.
"Hff♡ Hiiiiiing♡ Hiiing—♡♡"
Sploosh♡ Splooosh♡
Back against me, her pussy squirted visibly.
Squiiiish—her pussy clamped my fingers tight.
Even post-climax, gripping like it wanted semen.
Schlurp—pulled out.
Pop♡
"Hff♡"
Squirt...♡
Leak at withdrawal—yellowish, piss maybe.
Whatever.
Hit her "about thirty" mark. I said,
"Better now?"
Arm hurt too much for more.
Pffft—
Slumping against me,
"S-Sufficient... enough...♡"
Good.
"Then..."
Fucking exhausted, about to say rest—her tails wrapped my waist.
"Mother?"
Shocked, looked—Hoaran asleep, breathing steady.
Like other beastkin, post-heat sleep hit her too.
"Arm hurts."
But couldn't wake her satisfied face.
"Nng..."
Held her to the cabin.
Right arm trembled, but made it—laid her on my bed, collapsed.
"Fuck, so tired."
Arm secondary—just made her cum tons, yet drained.
Energy sapped.
Erection softened too, maybe placebo.
Whatever.
Sleep.
Lay under the bed where I'd put her.
Something pressed my chest: poke, poke.
"Ugh...?"
What.
Blinked awake—Hoaran's face.
"...What, Mother?"
Her flushed face screamed bad vibes. Unsettling as fuck.
Still looming, she poked my chest again.
"S-Sorry... woke you..."
"Nah, that's fine."
Wondered why her tails poked son's chest post-sleep.
She hesitated, then squeezed eyes shut, gripped skirt hem.
Lifted it.
Panties off from yesterday fingering, forgotten.
Her pink, juice-drenched pussy exposed.
"It... started again. S-Sorry to wake early... like yesterday... please?"
Drip, drip...
Juices trailed thighs to my chest. Blushing, she kept showing.
I asked,
"Sorry, how long's the heat last?"
Started day before yesterday.
Today made three days.
Heats usually max three.
She mumbled,
"...Ab-Bout five days...?"
Fuck, shit.
Filial piety's a bitch.