Chapter 47
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: To Lena Stuck in the Wall....(3)
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A woman's pussy is narrower and tighter than you'd expect. If you just try to shove your way in, you could hurt her, which is why you need to get her plenty wet first with what they call "foreplay"—enough love juices flowing to make it smooth.
Even then, if you try to plunge in too deep right away, it still feels tighter than you imagine and doesn't give easily. That's normal, and up until now, I'd taken that as a given.
-Nnguu♥
"Gh..."
I let out a groan without thinking. I'd shoved in hard out of sheer anger, but I'd figured there'd be some resistance partway along my shaft.
'Kuh, what the hell is this sensation...?'
But defying my expectations, Lena's pussy took my cock all the way to the hilt. The flood of her juices acted like lube, welcoming me smoothly, and my dick pushed right through the winding folds of her inner walls without a hitch.
It should've felt loose since there was no obstruction on the way in, but once I was buried inside, her walls clenched down tight around me, squeezing mercilessly. It was like her pussy reshaped itself perfectly to fit my cock.
That unrelenting pressure nearly made me understand what they mean by "cumming the moment you insert." I couldn't move a muscle, frozen in place, but her virgin-tight pussy—tasting a male for the first time—seemed to demand why I was just sitting there. Her folds wriggled on their own, stroking my shaft eagerly, urging me to spill my seed already.
'One slip-up, and I'll blow.'
I hadn't even really started thrusting yet, but it felt like I could lose it any second. Still, no way was I backing out now.
"Just so you know, if you think this position means you can peek down below or try anything..."
Lena's irritated voice fueled me all over again. Guess men can get hard from anger as much as lust? Or maybe it was that primal male urge to conquer the bitchy female in front of me.
Either way, my cock wasn't giving in to something like this.
First, I adjusted my stance. Got right behind Lena, gripped her waist firmly with both hands. The key was controlling my hips. If I moved too wildly and shook her body, even with her senses blocked, she'd notice something was up. I'd trust the [Stealth] skill to cover the minor tremors.
Keep her body as still as possible, and piston only with my hips.
-Schlup♥
I pulled back the cock that was buried deep in her pussy. Her walls clung like they didn't want to let go, folds tightening to hold me in. But I forced it out anyway, and at the base, it glistened with her juices. As I withdrew, the bumpy ridges dragged along my glans, scraping lightly inside.
Once I'd pulled out partway, I locked her waist tight with both hands to keep her steady... then slammed in with one thrust.
-Schluuup♥
Her pussy welcomed me back like an old friend, walls contracting to grip me again. Every ridge latched on, begging me not to leave. More juices flowed, soaking my shaft bit by bit.
-Schlup♥ Schlup♥
I matched her response, arching my hips back and thrusting in rhythm, starting a slow piston motion.
"How much longer? If this drags on, I might just bring the ceiling down with magic..."
"No, hold on. We haven't checked everything yet, right?"
Her sudden question—I answered as calmly as I could. How did my voice sound just then? Was it shaky? I kept thrusting steadily, faking composure as best I could.
Then, as I kept pumping my hips, something suddenly coiled around my body.
'This is... her tail?'
Her senses were blocked, so maybe her tail was moving on instinct? I'd heard beastkin like dogfolk sometimes had tails that wagged on their own without conscious thought.
In other words, deep down, Lena's body wanted me. Knowing that sent a fresh surge of power through my cock.
-Plap♥ Plap♥ Plap♥
"...Did you hear something?"
"Ah, just took out a skeleton that popped up."
She sounded puzzled, like she'd caught a noise, but I played it cool. The impacts weren't the dull clack of bones—it was flesh slapping flesh—but stuck in the wall, she couldn't tell the sounds apart clearly from her side.
-Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥
Her voice egged me on, so I sped up my hips. Did she have any idea what was happening to her body on this side of the wall? My pace quickened, and more juices leaked out between her pussy and my cock.
Each thrust sent splatters flying, pooling on the floor into a little puddle. Enough to worry about dehydration, almost.
"...Miss Lena, anything visible from in there?"
I didn't need to say anything, but I prodded her anyway. Not to check if she'd caught on—just... pounding her while she stayed oblivious turned me on more.
"It's dark, but... I see a few shelf-like things... and what looks like a locked chest..."
-Schlup♥ Splurt♥
"No sign of the original entrance door—it seems blocked by one of those shelves..."
-Plap♥ Plap♥
"This hole I came through feels like it was dug later and patched up. Look close, and the wall pattern's different right here."
I half-listened to her explanations, lost in the trance of slamming into her pussy over and over. She didn't seem to notice, but each thrust sent faint vibrations through her body, making her voice waver just a touch.
She probably chalked it up to being wedged in the wall, her belly pressed flat. But every shift in my rhythm changed her tone, like I was playing her voice like an instrument. That initial hesitation—should I really fuck her?—faded away. All that remained was the conquering thrill of claiming this arrogant bitch.
Look at her! Getting railed by the guy she despised and ignored! And her body craved it—her tail kept wrapping around me, tickling teasingly.
To test, I slowed and pretended to pull out. Her tail tightened, yanking me back. Confirmed.
As I probed her insides with my cock, I focused on her honest lower half, ignoring her calm voice. Her tail and pussy twitched subtly depending on where I thrust, so like an assassin hunting weak spots, I maneuvered to find hers.
-Twitch.
The moment my glans hit a certain spot, her whole body jolted. Her tail clenched hard around me. There it was.
I was nearing my limit too. I ramped up speed, targeting that spot relentlessly. Each stab made her walls squeeze fiercely in response.
And then it hit. Her soft, wriggling walls went rigid, and her juices gushed explosively. I felt every bit through my connected cock, then hilted deep one last time before yanking out hard.
'...!'
First thing I noticed: her tail. The one that had been playfully slithering over me went ramrod straight. Her pussy, struck by peak pleasure, clenched in orgasm, squirting harder than ever.
"Hnngh...!"
Her body shuddered all over. Mid-sentence, her breath hitched, voice cracking into something like a moan. She had no clue why her tone had trembled—just felt inexplicably short of breath now.
Watching her reactions, my freshly withdrawn cock hit its own limit. I aimed at her ass and unleashed.
-Splurt♥ Spluuurt♥
-Spurt♥ Spuuurt♥
Like painting on fresh white canvas—with that red handprint already marking her pale cheeks—I hosed down thick, milky ropes of cum. Some dripped, some clung stickily to her skin.
And the runoff splattered onto the white panties I'd pulled down earlier.
I savored the afterglow, admiring the scene. Felt like I'd created a masterpiece. Spotting her cum-soaked panties sparked an idea—I tugged them up a bit, wiped my slick cock clean on them like a towel.
Then carefully slipped them back over her still-twitching ass. They'd been drenched in her juices already, so the added wetness didn't matter.
Once her panties were on, the orgasm's echo faded, and her rigid tail drooped limp. I wiped most of the cum off her ass with my handkerchief—though not perfectly. That bit tangled in her tail fur was impossible. White globs woven between the hairs... damn.
She'd smell the cum no matter what. So... I had one idea.
I could pass off the cum, but this handprint? Hope it fades. If it sticks around, that's trouble. Did I hit too hard? No regrets on that front.
"Huh?"
Rubbing her ass lightly, it gave under my fingers.
Different from before—I quickly hiked her skirt back up and pushed on her ass experimentally. When it caught on the wall, her tail—which hadn't budged earlier—waved limply, barely grazing the edges as it slipped through. Plus, the smeared cum acted like lube, easing it along.
"Wait, what are you—Kyaa!"
Too late—Lena realized I was pushing her, but I ignored her and shoved. Her body finally popped free of the hole. She landed face-first with an undignified yelp. Cute.
Did the orgasm sap her strength, loosening her up enough to pass? I'd heard muscle relaxation made bodies more flexible post-climax...
"Ow ow..."
Lena grabbed her forcibly tucked tail, rubbing her face as she stood. No bloody nose or anything—just a bit flushed.
I peeked around the wall at her. As she fussed with her tail, a smear of cum got on her hand. Before she could complain, I cut in.
"You okay?"
"Nngh... What was that!? Warn me if you're gonna push! Just shoving me like that out of nowhere! And what's with this..."
"Ah, I figured some lube might help, so I tried smearing some on and pushing. Worked like a charm."
I lied smoothly without missing a beat. Wasn't even wrong—I did slick her up and push. Didn't expect it to actually free her, but hey, results.
Lena tilted her head, sniffed the cum on her hand, and recognized it.
"This is... that massage oil from before? You used this to get me out? If you'd had something like that, why didn't you use it sooner?"
"Haha... Took a while to get you out."
With a little help from her body, yeah. I'd planned to bluff the smell away, but I didn't know she'd remember the scent from our last "massage" session. Lucky it matched.
"...What's that creepy smile?"
"Ah."
I touched my lips—yep, grinning without realizing. She looked composed, but her lower half still quivered faintly from the aftershocks. And on top of that,
[Lust Absorption Lv.2] effect: Acquired a significant amount of experience points.
"Eh... just something good happened."