Minerva, the Witch Driven Mad by Her Lifelong Obsession

Chirp, chirp.

I woke to the now-familiar sound of birdsong and sat up in bed. Beside me, Tsuruka and Eruka let out soft, sleepy groans, but I slipped out of the sheets quietly so as not to wake them.

I headed downstairs to the dining room without even washing up. There, I was greeted by Rachel, who was busy preparing breakfast, and Sierra, who was reviewing some documents with a prim expression.

"Oh, you're awake?"

"What brings you to the dining room? Usually, you'd be dashing off into the jungle like a puppy that needs to do its business."

Sierra threw a sharp, verbal dagger my way. Finding her petulance adorable, I grinned, wrapped my arms around her from behind, and rubbed my cheek against her soft face.

"Were you lonely? Hmm? Why so prickly?"

"I-I am not! It's not like that at all!"

"She was grumbling the entire time we watched the construction yesterday," Rachel teased. "You really should pay a little more attention to Lady Sierra, Casano."

"Rachel!"

Smooch. I planted a quick kiss on the cheek of the stubborn Sierra, then gazed intently at her as she tried to avert her eyes. Blushing furiously and trying to look away, she finally let out a sigh, turned her head, and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek in return.

"Oh my..."

Rachel covered her mouth, watching us like she was enjoying a scene of fresh, young lovers. While still nuzzling Sierra's cheek, I gestured for Rachel to come over. Blushing, Rachel set her plate down on the table, stepped closer, and planted a sweet kiss on my other cheek.

"That's... enough. Get off me already!"

Pushed away by Sierra's firm hands, I stepped back, raising an eyebrow with a look of playful disappointment. However, she was still glaring at me with narrowed eyes, clearly not fully appeased, so I reluctantly retreated.

"Oh, are you leaving without having breakfast?"

"Yes, I promised I'd head over right away."

"You came back looking completely in heat the other day, and now you're constantly sneaking off over there."

I chuckled wryly at Sierra's thorny remark, knowing she was referring to the day I had returned home after watching Minerva masturbate. It seemed her current moodiness stemmed from the lingering resentment of me dragging her into the entryway and ravishing her the moment she had returned.

"I'm sorry. It's just that you looked so incredibly sexy, Sierra. I couldn't help myself."

"S-Sexy...?! Unbelievable. Just get out! Go on, get out!"

She grumbled, shoving my face away with her palm. As I wondered if she was truly angry, I felt a gaze on me. I turned to see Rachel, her eyes curved in a gentle, reassuring smile, silently mouthing a message to me.

I nodded. "Well then, shall we head to Hormia today? You did promise to take me along," Rachel said, sliding over to Sierra.

Rachel took Sierra's hand on the table and leaned in close. Flustered but comforted ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠by Rachel's warm approach, Sierra's defensive, hedgehog-like thorns visibly began to melt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠away.

"S-Should we? Hmph. Let's leave that man behind, take Sophie, and go have some fun."

"Actually, I heard Sophie has a new man she's seeing..."

"Oh, really?"

Rachel gave me a playful wink, and I winked back before slipping out of the house. Ever since the generous and open-minded Rachel had arrived in Hinera Village, the relationships among all the women—including Tsuruka—had become remarkably harmonious.

Tsuruka, in particular, who used to raise her tail in wary defense, had calmed down significantly. Whenever I asked Rachel her secret, she would only chuckle softly and refuse to tell me, leaving me deeply curious.

Step, step, step. As I walked, wondering how I should tease Minerva today, a cool breeze swept over me. The chilly wind brushed past my skin, carrying a faint scent of roses. Smiling, I called out her name.

"Lady Minerva."

"Yeees~ You're out early today."

Thud.

"Oh..."

Minerva, who had just descended from the sky, was dressed in an incredibly daring outfit. Her usual robe had been shortened significantly; even with all the buttons fastened, it barely reached her thighs, threatening to expose the flesh of her buttocks the moment she turned around.

Furthermore, the front of the robe, which barely contained her massive F-cup breasts, was completely unbuttoned, revealing a deep, dark-brown cleavage that practically begged for something to be slid between them.

"Whew... The weather is quite hot today~"

Minerva half-closed her eyes and fanned her collar. As she did, the fabric clinging tightly to her breasts parted, offering a fleeting glimpse of her inner chest. Straining my eyes to focus, I could even catch a passing glance of her pink areolae.

She's definitely planning something. Ever since I had witnessed her masturbating, I had become largely desensitized to her clumsy attempts at seduction. Having suffered the humiliation of failing to make me ejaculate with just her hands and breasts, Minerva must have gritted her teeth and decided to step up her game, starting with her wardrobe.

"Shall we go, then?"

"Sure. I suppose it'll take a while today as well."

"Fufu~ We'll see about that... Oh, wait a moment..."

Clatter.Minerva, who had been casting a sly glance at me with a low chuckle, dropped something on the ground and slowly bent over. Standing behind her as she lowered herself with a slow, undulating twist of her hips, I finally realized exactly what she was aiming for.

Wiggle. As she bent further, the hem of her robe—which barely covered half her buttocks to begin with—slid up, exposing more and more of her rear. The moment Minerva bent completely to pick up the item, her luscious, sweet-looking buttocks were laid completely bare.

Gulp. Her glossy, bronze buttocks shimmered as if coated in aromatic oil, radiating a rich scent of roses. Even more shocking was the fact that those plump cheeks were adorned with nothing but a tiny G-string.

A droplet of fluid—whether sweat or arousal, I couldn't tell—trickled down her buttocks toward her thighs. The thin strip of fabric barely covering her plump mound was swallowed up by her flesh, carving out a deep, prominent cameltoe, while her pink anus was left entirely exposed above it.

"Whew... Fufu. Shall we head out now?"

"Yes..."

This woman is dead serious. Having engaged in a subtle battle of nerves with Minerva ever since witnessing her private session, I instinctively knew that today would be my greatest challenge yet.

Our battle of wits was simple: I was trying my best not to yield my semen too easily so we could progress to the next stage, while Minerva wanted nothing more than to hear me beg and plead for her touch.

I grabbed Minerva's outstretched hand and surrendered myself to her magic. Clinging to my shoulder while radiating a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠soft scent of roses, Minerva murmured an incantation to lift us into the air, whispering to me with a smug, relaxed smile.

"You can certainly look forward to today, you know?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

I flexed my ankles as they left the ground and firmly gripped Minerva's delicate hand. Just like during our first flight, she slyly spread her slender fingers like a spider, interlocking them tightly with mine. She stared at me with a lewd smile. A sudden chill ran down my spine as I looked into her vacant, crimson eyes, but I forced myself to ignore it and focused on the passing scenery.

Creak. Hearing the grating, eerie sound of the door hinges, I stepped inside the cabin. Unlike yesterday, the interior was remarkably clean, causing my jaw to drop in admiration.

"Oh..."

"My research is nearing its end, so I've been tidying up a bit."

"So the mess before was just because you were too busy with your research?"

"Naturally. When you're pressed for time, it's hard to find the energy. Besides, even if I clean up, it just makes it harder to find things again."

It sounded a bit like an excuse, but that didn't really matter. Having grown accustomed to the daily semen extractions over the past few days, I naturally made my way over and lay down on the bed.

"Fufu..."

At first, we had done the extractions while I sat in a chair, but it had quickly become uncomfortable and messy, prompting us to move things to the bed.

"Shall we... begin, then?"

Minerva wore a cocky smirk, despite having failed with her hands and breasts just yesterday, ultimately resorting to pouring gel over her chest to coax the semen out of me. Yet, seeing her approach step by step in that short robe, flaunting her glistening bronze skin, I couldn't deny the visual thrill.

Slide. A few unspoken rules had been established in our little tug-of-war. The ritual always began with Minerva pulling down my trousers.

"Oh my... It's already swollen quite a bit."

Having stripped off my pants, Minerva leaned her face close to my semi-erect shaft, which was still covered by my underwear. Her nose twitched, her lips parted, and with a flushed face, she took a deep breath, burying her nose against my crotch.

Squish. As her nose nudged against my shaft through the fabric, sniffing my scent, my erection twitched in response. Burying her face there for a moment longer, Minerva looked up with a triumphant smile. She extended her slender, bronze fingers and slowly pulled down my underwear.

Boing!

"Ah... You were acting so proud, yet look how beautifully erect you are~"

Minerva smiled triumphantly, drawing out her words. Perhaps my springing shaft had brushed the tip of her nose, as she gently stroked it before lifting her head, pulling back slightly to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Whew..."

Tap, tap, tap.

Lounging like a mermaid, she ran one hand slowly up her calf, showcasing her smooth, bronze skin, while her other hand began unbuttoning her robe from the bottom up, one button at a time.

Part. Stopping her hand at the middle button over her chest, Minerva gave me a seductive smile, slowly leaning back and spreading her legs. As her tightly pressed bronze thighs parted, her lower body was fully revealed through the unbuttoned robe, offering an incredibly enticing view.

"Whew..." I let out a breath, trying to suppress the rising tide of lust. The incredibly skimpy G-string dug deep into Minerva's voluptuous flesh; the tiny scrap of fabric covering her cleft could hardly even be called underwear. Flaunting her lush, dark pubic hair, Minerva stroked her parted thighs with both hands and looked up at me.

"Well? Is even this not enough for you...?"

"Hmm... It's certainly a feast for the eyes, but yes, it's still not quite enough."

"Hmph, I knew you'd say that."

The shy Minerva who used to blush while clutching my shaft and covering her breasts was nowhere to be found. Approaching me slowly like an experienced courtesan, she flicked her tongue, showing off her glistening, pink flesh, before slowly lowering her head.

"No way..."

Mwah.

"Fufu..."

It seemed she was still too embarrassed to put her mouth directly on my shaft, as her face flushed bright red. Instead, she pressed her lips to my glans, leaving a crimson lipstick mark that matched her blushing cheeks. Marked by her kiss, my tip swelled even further, making no secret of my intense arousal.

"Mwah, slurp, mwah, mwah...♡"

Minerva kissed my shaft repeatedly with her plump, puckered lips. I wondered if her pride had been so wounded that she chose to kiss my cock before my lips, but seeing her look up at me with narrowed, determined eyes as she kept kissing me, I twitched my shaft, lightly tapping her lips with it.

Tap, tap, tap. Every time my lipstick-smeared shaft lightly tapped her lips, Minerva darted her warm tongue out to lick the column, offering me a coquettish smile. Finally, burying her face completely between my thighs, she knelt, took my glans into her mouth, and looked up at me with upturned eyes.

"Suck, hmmm..."

"Then, as promised, I'll take the medicine after you get me to blow my load once?"

She nodded.

"Mmph, hmmm..."

Resting my rock-hard tip on her tongue, Minerva suckled gently. Nodding in response to my question, she slowly pulled back just enough to rest her lips against my glans before speaking.

"Whew... Cock...♡"

Whispering affectionately as she exhaled her hot breath, Minerva took that as her cue. Opening her mouth wide, a string of saliva stretching between her lips, she slowly began to swallow my shaft.

"Ahmm..."

Like a snake swallowing its prey, her throat worked as she slowly, steadily drew my cock deeper. Once my shaft filled her mouth completely, she stopped her advance and held it inside.

"Mmph, slurp, suck...♡"

Smile.

Smiling with her eyes, Minerva suckled and swirled her mouth around my shaft. With a flushed face, she slowly began to rub my cock against the soft inside of her cheek.

Slurp, slurp, slurp. Saliva coated my glans as her warm, undulating tongue wrapped tightly around my shaft. As Minerva's tongue coiled around my cock like a mating serpent and began to move in earnest, my hips twitched, and I had to grit my teeth to hold back.

She tapped the tip with her tongue, scraped along the shaft, and licked it from base to head. She even rubbed her tongue against the sensitive ridge of my glans, stimulating my urethra. Wondering where on earth she had learned such a whorish technique, I smiled wryly at her playful gaze and reached down.

"Mmph, hmmm, suck... ah..."

Exhaling hot breaths against my shaft and pubic hair, Minerva's eyes fluttered as my hands cupped her cheeks. Gripping her soft, brown cheeks with both hands, I looked down at her tense, upturned gaze and spoke gently.

"This is wonderful, but it's a bit of a tease. Please, let me use you, Lady Minerva."

Holding her cheeks, I calmly delivered the exact words I knew she wanted to hear, a secret I had unlocked during our days of psychological warfare.

Swirling my shaft inside her mouth while I held her face, Minerva's eyes crinkled with intense pleasure at my request, and she nodded repeatedly. Though her movements caused my cock to poke deep against her cheek and the roof of her mouth, she didn't flinch, keeping her eyes locked onto mine.

"Thank you. Well then..."

"Mmph, ah, slurrrp?! Gggh, ack, gag?!"

Slurp, slurp, slurp.

Pulling her cheeks forward as she waited, I thrust deep, driving my shaft straight down her throat. Minerva gasped, her hands gripping my thighs for support, but I ignored her, dragging my glans back up to scrape against her throat as I pulled out.

"Suck, gag, mmph, ack!"

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

Listening to the filthy, wet sounds of my cock churning through the frothy saliva pooling in her mouth, I gripped her head and guided her movements. Watching her raven hair sway in my hands, I used her mouth-pussy to my heart's content.

"Ah, suck, mmph...♡"

Minerva puckered her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠plump lips, clamping down on my shaft like a leech. Marveling at her incredible suction, I plunged all the way to the root, burying my cock in her throat, and firmly gripped her neck.

"Mmmph?!"

As I squeezed her throat, which was stretched taut by my shaft, her neck trembled violently. Feeling the faint vibrations, I massaged her slender neck to tease her further, but when I saw the flicker of genuine panic in her eyes, I clicked my tongue and let go.

"Whew... Mmph... Gggh?!"

Relieved by my release, Minerva exhaled a ragged breath through her nose, tickling my pubic hair. As she swallowed hard, her throat tightening around my shaft, I seized the moment of her distraction and blasted a heavy load of semen straight down her throat.

Spurt, spurt, spurt!

"Mmph, ah! Mgh?! Gggh?!"

As the thick semen pelted her throat, Minerva's eyes went wide, and she tried to pull away. She needed to collect my semen for her research; if she swallowed it all, she wouldn't be a researcher anymore—she'd just be a cum-dumpster.

"Mmph, mmmgh!!"

Realizing this, Minerva desperately pushed against my thighs, trying to extract my cock. But I quickly crossed my legs behind her neck, locking her in place and pinning her down. Trapped like a condemned prisoner on the gallows, she looked up at me with despairing eyes, frantically shaking her head.

Gulp, gulp, gulp. The semen forced its way down her throat. In her panic, she clamped her teeth down on my shaft, but it didn't hurt at all. The bite of a witch with practically zero physical strength was nothing more than a pleasant massage, helping to squeeze out every last drop.

"Mmmgh...!"

Minerva whimpered, rubbing her lips against my coarse pubic hair as she struggled. Only after I had squeezed out every last drop into her throat did I slowly lift my legs and release her.

Slurrrp! The moment she was freed, Minerva spat my shaft out. The sensation of my cock sliding past her twitching throat was incredibly pleasurable, and a cool draft washed over my wet skin.

"Gag, haah, haah, haaaah...!"

Though she had been breathing through her nose, she gasped heavily for air. Strands of my pubic hair clung to her plump, red lips as she panted—a sight incredibly erotic, though I kept the observation to myself.

"Whu-What... was that for...?"

With the thick semen coating her throat, her voice was breathy and slurred as she protested. I shrugged and gave her a sly grin.

"Well, your mouth-pussy was clamping down on my cock so tightly, Lady Minerva, that I couldn't pull out."

"Mouth-pussy...?! It is not...!"

She denied it, drawing out her words. She huffed and puffed, knitting her brows to show her anger, but to my eyes, her ragged breathing was thick with arousal, and her gaze betrayed her excitement at having tasted my cock.

"We can just draw another load, can't we? Or do you lack the confidence?"

"But... the first one was supposed to be strictly for research...!"

"You can just skip the medicine for now and make me cum again. Are you not up to the task?"

"Whew... Whew..."

Gulp.

After a moment of hesitation, Minerva swallowed hard, gulping down the remaining semen coating her throat. Glaring at me with eyes burning with determination, she lowered her head back down toward my crotch and muttered to herself.

"I just have to do what I did earlier... Cock... mmm... cock..."

Gulp. Salivating heavily, she seemed to temporarily forget that she was supposed to be extracting semen. Instead, she stared at my shaft with her tongue lolling out, looking exactly like a puppy waiting for a treat.

Snap!

"Ah...!"

Startled by the snap of my fingers, Minerva snapped out of it, lifting her head and muttering with a serious expression once more.

"I'm collecting it, not eating it. I can't lose control. I can't let this lewd man have his way..."

"Wouldn't it be faster if I just put it inside you?"

"If I do that, I won't be able to continue my research... I'll end up completely addicted to his cock... I can't let that happen..."

"Isn't it already the same right now?"

"For now, it's fine. I just need to extract a little more. If we have sex, I won't be able to study it anymore... This is my last chance...!"

Entranced by the thick scent of my cock, Minerva answered my questions with complete honesty. So that's what she was thinking. Finally understanding why she refused to let me penetrate her, I smirked mischievously and placed my hand on her head.

"Ah...!"

Her dazed eyes regained their focus. Snapping back to reality, Minerva slowly opened her mouth and took my shaft back in.

"Whew..."

I let out a breath, finally finding my ultimate goal: to make Minerva, who was hiding her true desires behind the guise of research, completely honest with herself. Wanting to be pounded more than anyone else, yet running away under the pretext of study—it was simply too cruel a punishment for her to inflict on herself.

"Mmmgh...♡"

Looking down at Minerva, who smiled happily even with my cock filling her mouth, I made a firm resolve. Today, without fail, I was going to bury my cock deep inside her pussy.