A Magical Spot
Everyone knows that an erogenous zone is a magical place that feels good no matter how you stimulate it. In modern terms, think balloons, tofu, or even the round holes in park benches. Pretty much anything you can imagine has probably been used for masturbation by someone at some point in history.
In this medieval fantasy eroge world, that included monsters like slimes and alraunes, of course. And according to the “rumors” Theo had heard during his mercenary days, there were even stories about dragons and carriages… I’ll spare you the details, but yeah, those kinds of tales existed too.
But all of that was ultimately just clumsy attempts to substitute for a partner’s body. Not everything, maybe, but most of it. In the end, nothing beat the real thing. And if love was added into the mix? Absolute perfection.
That was the realization Theo had reached. Not that it was particularly useful.
“How’s that? Does it feel good?”
Slurp. Lick.
Faye asked while running her tongue along Theo’s cock. Even with her mouth busy, the way she looked up at him was impossibly adorable.
“Yeah. It feels great. Could you go a little lower than that?”
“Okay!”
Faye faithfully followed Theo’s request. She shifted her target just a bit lower than where she’d been licking. When she pressed her tongue there and dragged it upward like she was savoring a sweet dessert, his cock twitched in response.
So this spot feels good!
Faye was thrilled that Theo was enjoying it, and Theo was simply happy that it felt good. The feedback loop left both sides perfectly satisfied.
At first, Theo had been a little embarrassed about telling her exactly where it felt best and had hesitated. But every time he gave her directions, Faye’s technique improved. The slightly perverted thrill of teaching a pure virgin how to please a man—how to please him—was far stronger than any shame.
“Hng… Sorry? I wish I was a little bigger…”
Faye made a pitiful sound and licked at his glans with clear regret.
“It’s fine. It feels amazing just like this.”
“But still…”
Unfortunately, Faye’s small frame made it difficult to take Theo’s massive cock into her mouth. If she stretched her jaw to the limit, she could just barely fit the head, but the slightest slip would cause her teeth to graze it, triggering instinctive fear. In the end, Faye’s blowjob consisted entirely of licking.
If she had any real experience, she might have used advanced techniques—sucking on the tip of the glans while tormenting the urethra with her tongue to draw out his cum. But of course Faye had zero experience, so such lewd ideas never even crossed her mind.
Still, the pleasure was very real. When a beautiful girl like Faye stuck out her little tongue and licked his cock with everything she had, looking up at him with an apologetic expression because she couldn’t make him feel even better, there was no way it wouldn’t feel good.
But Faye still seemed dissatisfied. In that case, Theo decided he would have to show her with his body just how good it felt.
He pulled Faye into his arms and flipped her over. Their positions reversed, and now Theo was on top of her. Of course he wasn’t actually putting his full weight on her—the posture was just like that.
“Faye. I’ll show you exactly how good it felt.”
“Really? How… Hyaah!”
Theo’s hand slipped between Faye’s legs. The moment his fingers reached the spot she had refused to let him touch even during their mixed bath, her body jumped like a cat splashed with water. Then she twisted and writhed like a cat trying to avoid a hand stroking its back.
It was obviously embarrassing. But since they were planning to go all the way tonight, refusing wasn’t an option. Still, it was embarrassing… and yet at the same time, she was also looking forward to her beloved’s touch. It was a complicated swirl of emotions.
Unfortunately, Theo, who had finally gotten to touch his girlfriend’s soft pussy, had no mental bandwidth left to decipher such delicate feminine feelings. More than half his brain had already outsourced its functions to his lower body.
His hand immediately covered her slit. The soft, smooth skin. The distinct heat unique to genitals. And the slick fluid already coating everything. Honestly, it was less “moist” and more “soaked” or even “drenched.” But love is blind, so to Theo it was perfectly, beautifully wet.
He slid a finger between the tightly closed folds, like a clamshell. Even when he’d touched the plump mound earlier, it had felt hot, but the inside was even hotter. The only thing that could be described as lukewarm was the fluid steadily flowing from the small hole below.
Like someone moving toward the coolest spot under a blazing sun, Theo’s finger naturally drifted toward the opening where the liquid was leaking out.
-Squelch…
“Haaang… Huh?!”
Faye, who had been focusing on every movement of Theo’s finger, was so startled by the strange sound that escaped her that she clapped both hands over her mouth. Her wide, round eyes and the way she covered her lips made it painfully obvious how shocked she was.
“W-was that… me just now?”
It was a voice so sweet it seemed to melt. Faye herself might not have realized it, but to a man, it was unbearably lewd. She was stunned that she had made a sound she had never heard from herself before.
It wasn’t that she had never masturbated. She wasn’t a child, and as a normal adult, she had tried it at least once. Though whether “rubbing her breasts and pussy a few times, thinking ‘Hmm, is this it?’ and then stopping” counted as proper masturbation experience probably varied from person to person.
When Faye had touched herself, this is what happened: Rubbing her breasts produced no sensation at all. Her nipples weren’t much different. Touching her pussy only made it slightly ticklish. The one time she had brushed her clitoris, her body had jerked, but it hadn’t felt good. In conclusion, it hadn’t felt good at all.
From a young age, Faye had already been completely addicted to the thrill of battle—splitting moments in the heat of fierce combat. For someone like her, clumsy, half-hearted masturbation was nowhere near enough to teach her about other kinds of pleasure. If she had masturbated consistently and developed her erogenous zones, she might have been able to feel something from it. But swinging a sword was far more fun and satisfying, so there had been no reason to bother.
Because of that experience, even if she had sex, she had planned to place more meaning on the act of overlapping bodies with Theo and becoming one, rather than on the physical pleasure of sex itself.
And yet.
Every time Theo’s fingers moved across her pussy, waves of pleasure she had never known before came crashing over her.
“Aah… Aaah…”
Faye didn’t hold back the moans that bubbled up from deep in her chest. She let them spill out in front of Theo like whispers. It wasn’t that she felt no shame at all. But the way Theo pretended not to notice while clearly enjoying her lewd moans every time she made them brought her far more joy than any trivial embarrassment.
Like a musician who enjoys drawing beautiful tones from a well-tuned instrument, Theo loved moving his fingers and pulling those obscene sounds from Faye. There wasn’t a man alive who would dislike hearing his beautiful lover moan from his touch.
The slight hesitation that had remained in Faye melted away like a sandcastle before the waves of pleasure. She gradually began to surrender her body completely to Theo’s caresses.
-Squelch, squish…
As Theo continued to fondle her, he noticed a slightly different sensation from the hand that was working her pussy. He couldn’t quite describe exactly how it had changed, but something was definitely different. The answer only became clear when he lowered his gaze and looked directly at his hand.
“Aha… Haaah……”
Faye’s pussy was moving in time with Theo’s hand. Just like a puppy pressing its head firmly into the hand that was petting it, Faye was pushing her hips against his fingers, demanding stronger, more intense love.
Faye was honest. She actively offered up the spot that felt best and eagerly chased after pleasure.
Theo lifted his gaze from below and met Faye’s eyes. She was still covering her mouth with both hands, but the corners of her eyes were curved in a smile.
“Faye. Move your hands.”
“…Ehehe.”
When she removed the hands that had been hiding her mouth at Theo’s command, he saw a mischievous grin, as if she’d been caught. The first time she had covered her mouth, it really had been from genuine surprise. But after that, she had been deliberately pretending to be embarrassed, covering her face while clearly enjoying the way he played with her pussy. It was just a simple prank.
Even if you called it sex, at the end of the day it was still a form of skinship. There was nothing wrong with playing around a little. But when you play pranks, you have to consider how the other person will take it. That was where Faye had fallen short.
The sight of Faye’s lewd hip movements while she pretended otherwise made Theo genuinely angry.
His cock, that is.
So angry that he could barely hold back anymore.
“Faye!!”
“Kyaa—!”
Theo didn’t waste any more time. He grabbed Faye’s legs and lifted them. Her flexible hip joints folded easily, completely exposing the lowest and most secret part of her body. He pressed his cock against her glistening, nectar-smeared pussy and said,
“Faye, I’m going to put it…”
“Yes! Do it!!”
Before Theo could even finish speaking, Faye smiled brightly and pulled him into her arms. The way she hugged him with that radiant smile was no different from usual. But their lower bodies told a different story.
Faye was actively pressing her pussy against the cock that was about to pierce her virginity, urging him on. Yet she didn’t swallow him all the way into her depths. As if yielding the most delicious part to him, she obediently spread her legs and waited for Theo to move.
Theo didn’t hesitate. He pushed his cock into Faye’s virgin pussy.