Chapter 39
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: The Young Lady Who Wants to Make a Baby ()
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Dia had taken as much of my cock into her mouth as she could and was working it eagerly.
The sticky sensation dragged on for a while. The inside of the Young Lady's mouth, felt through my shaft, was warmer than I'd ever imagined.
Unable to resist that heat, I finally looked down at Dia.
"Mmgh…."
She was giving it her all, in her own way.
She rolled her tongue this way and that, as if determined to do her best, and with every motion, the pressure grew stronger.
Around that time, a thrilling pleasure started climbing up my spine from my waist.
The Young Lady, utterly absorbed in the act, glanced up at me to check my reaction. Our eyes met perfectly in the air.
"Eek?!"
With a wet pop, she spat out my cock right away.
A thin silver thread stretched lewdly from the shaft to her pale pink lips.
The saliva drenching the corners of her mouth only heightened the arousal.
"I-I told you not to look!"
Dia huffed, not even bothering to wipe the saliva smeared around her mouth.
Kneeling there with her seductive naked body fully exposed, how could such a "threat" possibly work?
If anything, it only fueled my excitement further.
"I couldn't help it."
"Couldn't help it, my ass…! Close your eyes!"
"It felt too good to hold back."
"It felt… good?"
Dia's irritated expression softened. She placed a hand on her breast, pondering something for a moment.
Soon after, she seemed to reach some important decision.
Suddenly, she gingerly gripped my shaft again.
My cock, cooling in the air from her saliva, warmed back up in the heat of her palm.
"…Guess I have no choice then. If I'm doing that well."
"Something like that."
"Could you say it just one more time?"
"Say what?"
"That it felt good… that part."
"It felt good."
"…..Hng."
Dia's blushing face was so cute that I wanted to add something sweet, but I ended up gritting my teeth instead.
The reason? Dia.
This time, she took my cock back into her mouth and started moving far more aggressively.
"Haup…. Mmph… Chup…"
"Young Lady."
"Chp… Wuup… Ung.."
I called out to her through clenched teeth, but her actions only grew bolder.
Dia, who had been gripping the base and lavishing attention on just the tip, now clutched my thighs tightly with both hands and buried her face even deeper between my legs.
No matter how hard I tried not to show the sticky pleasure, my hips bucked back involuntarily.
As my waist trembled and pulled away slightly, the Young Lady seemed to gain even more confidence and courage.
Confidence and courage that she was satisfying me well.
Whenever I tried to pull back, she grabbed even my ass, thrusting deeper.
"Ah, Young Lady?"
"Eung-oah? (Feels good?)"
Making incomprehensible noises, the Young Lady kept bobbing her head back and forth.
Looking down, I saw Dia with her eyes squeezed shut, completely focused on the task. It was as if she figured that if I wouldn't look away, she'd just close her eyes and ignore it.
"Hup…. Chp…."
Dia's usually quiet room was now filled with the wet sounds of her licking, sucking, and slurping my cock.
The noises were loud enough to ring in my ears constantly, building an excitement that felt like it couldn't possibly grow more intense—yet it did. And she, the one doing it, seemed oblivious.
"Churup… Hoo… Hoop."
She was making all that noise while pleasuring me, and holding back my own sounds was incredibly tough.
I kept clearing my throat to suppress my voice forcibly, but right as I was about to lose it and moan—
With another wet pop, Dia pulled her lips away from my cock.
She swallowed the mouthful of saliva with a gulp, caught her breath a few times, then looked up at me.
"Ugh… Did it feel good?"
"Yes. Young Lady."
"Yeah. I could tell. You were trying so hard not to show how good it felt—your body was shaking, it was obvious."
"You're right. Probably."
I didn't want to dampen the Young Lady's triumphant pride, so I forced a gentle smile and nodded along.
But then Dia tilted her head.
"Hey, how much time has passed?"
"Why?"
"Oh… well, just. It really felt good, right?"
"Yes."
"So… is it over now? Because I actually…"
Too shy to meet my eyes, Dia glanced away before continuing.
"…I don't really know how long I'm supposed to do this."
"That's up to you, Young Lady Dia."
She immediately bristled again.
"Th-that's not what I wanted to hear! How long do other women usually do it? Or when do most guys usually… finish happily…"
"How's it described in the novels?"
"Novels? Oh, right…"
Her eyes widened as if she'd just remembered.
"Yeah, that's it. When you cum… Ganeghan. Aren't you cumming?"
"Ah, well. Young Lady."
At this point, I was a bit troubled.
Sure, Dia's technique was clumsy. It was her first time, so that was expected.
For her, even putting another man's cock in her mouth must have taken tremendous resolve—a huge challenge.
But that was separate from ejaculation.
The mood and situation had aroused me, but her limited motions, occasionally grazing with teeth, hadn't built up enough to make me cum.
The problem was whether to say that outright.
She'd definitely sulk if I did. So, to soothe her, I dragged out my words.
"It felt good, and I was happy. You don't need to push yourself too hard."
But maybe my roundabout words hit even harder. Dia lifted her knees from the floor, stood up, and stared straight into my eyes.
Her pink irises brimmed with worry.
It seemed like an extension of our earlier talk. This fragile Young Lady desperately wanted to be loved by me.
That's why she kept trying to satisfy me, obsessing over becoming an indispensable presence. I wasn't blind to her feelings.
"You weren't satisfied? No, you weren't, were you?"
"Maybe I was too tense. It was my first time too."
"…Liar."
Dia's voice trembled faintly.
Her body was more voluptuous than any woman's, but inside dwelt a tender-hearted girl.
"Hey, Ganeghan."
She fidgeted with her lips but couldn't get the words out. She tried to meet my eyes a few times but failed.
Eventually, she beckoned me closer, as if borrowing my ear. I leaned in.
"…Do whatever you want. Can't you cum for me too, Ganeghan?"
"Pardon?"
I pulled back involuntarily and asked again.
"My body… do whatever you want with it. I still don't know the best way…"
"Young Lady, let's think this over more slowly…"
She grabbed my hand.
"This is what I'm asking for as a reward! I absolutely won't tell you to stop midway. Can't you be satisfied with my body? Huh? Can't you feel so good you cum?"
"Are you serious?"
"Dead serious! You said you'd try to understand anything. So let's do this."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Really. You can use my body however you want… not with anyone else."
How many men could hold back with such an arousing nude right in front of them?
Sure, some saintly types might exist somewhere, but I sure as hell wasn't one of them.
This beautiful, adorable Young Lady was offering her body solely for me. It filled me with immense joy and an insane sense of conquest from the depths of my heart.
I shoved Dia's shoulders down onto the bed, her back against it.
"G-Ganeghan? Wait. Not, not too rough… Mmph!"
Grabbing her hair like a handle, I thrust my cock into her mouth with all my strength.
The tip slid past the slick entrance, stabbing into the deep mucous membrane. The sensation was on another level from before.
"Guhk…. Kugh… Mmph!"
Dia pounded my thighs frantically to signal her distress. I slowly withdrew from that cavern.
"Hoo… Uuup… Kek! Kek!"
As soon as my cock left her mouth, Dia struggled to catch her breath. Tears already welled in her eyes from the ordeal.
Even then, she looked up at me, her body quivering with slight fear—but her voice was firm.
"…It's not that bad. Keep… going."
In the end, I gripped her hair once more.
Much harder than before.