Turbulent Days (2)
Growth begins with acknowledging one's shortcomings. The count's daughter had also realized she couldn't beat Theo in a direct confrontation. The biggest issue was stamina. Though Theo was clearly a mage just like her, she was left gasping for breath with a sweet taste flooding her mouth while he kept thrusting his hips without breaking a sweat, looking completely unfazed.
Stamina problems weren't something that could be fixed overnight. Even if she started training right away, it would take at least a few weeks to see noticeable results. So the count's daughter looked for another way. A method to drain his stamina unilaterally before the real sex even began. Foreplay.
She had started with that idea in mind, giving him a handjob, but—
"Don't you want to cum soon…?"
"Nah. Still got a long way to go."
The countess's technique wasn't particularly satisfying. It was only natural—when Theo had taken her, she had still been a virgin, so her inexperience showed, and as a mage her grip strength was lacking. At least Faye had strong hands. Still, the feeling of her slender, long fingers stroking his cock was pleasant enough, but nowhere near enough to make him finish. At this rate, hours could pass without him cumming even once.
"Can't I just move myself? This doesn't look like it'll end in a day."
"Wait a moment. This is unexpected… but it can't be helped."
The count's daughter didn't want time to slip away with nothing but a handjob either. She had the knowledge, even if she hadn't wanted to use it. Now she decided to try the method she had been avoiding.
"Hnn…"
She opened her mouth and took Theo's cock inside. Her falling side hair got in the way, so she tucked it behind her ear.
"Mm."
The wet, warm sensation of her mouth enveloping the entire glans made Theo flinch—he had grown used to the less stimulating handjob. "……" That reaction reached the count's daughter as well. So this works. With newfound confidence, she narrowed her eyes in a smile and took him deeper.
I'm sure the book said to do it like this…
Recalling her study material—an adult romance novel—the count's daughter devoted herself to servicing Theo's cock.
"Much better. You should've done this from the start."
Honestly, her lack of technique was the same whether she used her hands or mouth. But the mouth felt far better. Every time her tongue—uncomfortable from having to hold such a large cock—shifted position inside her mouth, it naturally licked along his shaft, and the sense of conquest from having a noble's mouth wrapped around a cock added to the pleasure. In short, it was enough to push him toward climax.
"I'm gonna cum."
"…? ……?!"
Spurt…!
Theo gave only a short warning before releasing straight into her mouth. The count's daughter, who hadn't understood at first, quickly realized what was happening once her mouth filled with semen. Unprepared to receive it, she struggled to handle the sheer volume. Thick cum struck the back of her throat, filled her mouth to the brim, and overflowed down her chin.
"Ugh…"
Her body froze for a moment before she spat out his cock and vomited the cum filling her mouth. She still had a strong aversion to swallowing. But that hadn't been the wisest choice. Since her mouth had already been defiled by his semen, she should have taken it all the way to the end.
Even after she spat it out, Theo's ejaculation didn't stop. The continuing spurts soiled her upper body.
"Ugh… Next time, could you at least warn me properly before you cum? My hair and clothes are a complete mess."
"I did say I was cumming."
"There wasn't even time to react!"
Once he finished, the count's daughter grumbled while wiping the semen clinging to her hair and face. The cum on her clothes would have to wait until she took them off later.
"What, weren't you trying to beat me this time? Already giving up?"
Theo smirked as he watched her strip right in front of him. Her plan to drain his stamina with foreplay before sex began had long since been exposed. She hadn't really tried to hide it in the first place. But once she actually started, a major problem she hadn't anticipated appeared. Draining his energy through foreplay. She could attack unilaterally, sure. But the count's daughter felt no pleasure at all.
There might be people in the world who genuinely felt sexual ecstasy just from serving their partner, but she wasn't one of them. Her neck was tired, her jaw ached, and it didn't feel good. She got aroused knowing she was pleasuring a man's cock, but arousal without pleasure only made it torturous. The count's daughter decided to abandon the foreplay plan. What mattered most was feeling that pleasure again. Winning came second.
"…Shut up."
Unable to argue against Theo's teasing, the count's daughter stripped down to nothing. She neatly folded her semen-stained dress and laid it at the bottom, then placed her removed underwear on top in an orderly fashion. It wasn't a conscious act—she had simply done it out of habit.
Theo just stared blankly while she did so.
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to undress?"
"Huh? You told me to stay still."
"You know that's not what I meant, don't you?"
The count's daughter put her hands on her hips and glared at him. But standing there completely naked, breasts and everything else on full display, the glare only served to excite him further—especially with her juices visibly trailing down her thighs. Realizing that arguing with the still-smirking Theo was pointless, she let out a small sigh.
"Fine. I'll handle it myself, so just sit there and keep that cock hard like you were told."
She gently pushed Theo down to sit on the floor and climbed onto his waist. She tried to take him in while kneeling, but—
"Nngh…"
The position was too awkward, and after several attempts she still couldn't get it in. Left with no choice, she planted her feet on the ground and squatted. Unlike the kneeling position, where her thighs had at least somewhat covered her crotch, squatting spread her legs wide and left her sex completely exposed.
"Whoa. Looks like you've got a bit less pubic hair than last time. Did you trim it?"
"……"
The count's daughter felt his gaze boring into her spread thighs. With him looking straight down from right in front of her, there was no way to pretend otherwise. Even as she tried to stay silent and unresponsive, she could feel her face burning. Still, the embarrassment was worth it. This time she managed to catch the tip of his cock against her entrance without missing.
She slowly lowered her hips. Theo watched the sight with delight. The way her pussy stretched wide to swallow his thick cock held an eroticism that never got old no matter how many times he saw it. Along with the visual stimulation came the hot, tight squeeze around his shaft. Regardless of his personal feelings toward the count's daughter, it felt good—that much was true.
"Nngh… hah, haah…"
His cock was far too large to get used to after just one day of sex. Trembling from the overwhelming pressure and pleasure that felt like it was crushing her insides, the count's daughter kept trying to lower herself bit by bit. Then her balance slipped.
Thud.
"Aah!"
Her body, which had been descending slowly and leisurely with occasional pauses, suddenly dropped under gravity. Theo, who had the full weight of an adult woman slammed down onto his waist, let out a scream. It hadn't been intentional—just a genuine accident with no warning. No time to prepare. And the count's daughter, who had nearly single-handedly destroyed Theo and Luna's harem plan in one fell swoop without even realizing it—
"………………!!!!"
Squirt…!
The cock she had only managed to take halfway slammed into her womb with the full force of her body weight. Pain mixed with an overwhelming pleasure so intense it turned her vision white. Her eyes rolled back halfway as she squirted, climaxing hard. The convulsing spurts of fluid dirtied Theo's lower abdomen, but she had no composure left to feel embarrassed about something so trivial. Her eyes were half-turned, her mouth hung open with drool trailing down, and her limbs twitched like she'd been shocked.
"Hey. Hey, you okay?"
Theo was worried enough to forget his own sore waist. After about a minute, the count's daughter finally came to her senses and hurriedly tried to compose herself.
"…Ahem, ahem. I showed an unsightly display for a moment. As expected, you're incredible. It wasn't a coincidence that you beat me once before."
"No, that was just you messing up."
"Nngh… aah…"
It was an undeniable fact with no room for excuses. The count's daughter rolled her eyes around, searching for something to say, but nothing came to mind.
"……"
"Not gonna say anything again? Just like that?"
"…Hngh. Nngh, ha, don't… Aah…"
When she fell silent, Theo began moving his hips, gently thrusting deep inside her. The short, soft pistoning—almost soothing the earlier intense shock—made her body melt in an instant.
"Just a little… a little harder, please."
"Weren't you the one who said you'd do it this time?"
"…It's fine now. I've already lost today, so just… a little harder…"
"Got it. I was getting pretty worked up anyway."
Theo lifted his body and laid the count's daughter down on the floor. Then he drove his hips into her. It was payback for the earlier hip-crushing drop. A short while later, the match ended in Theo's victory once again.