Chapter 690
Chapter 690
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 690
Chapter Title: Vanguard - Alien Invasion
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“If you haven’t decided on the bet yet, may I make a suggestion?”
“Go ahead and tell me. I won’t accept anything ridiculous.”
“How about a sex contest?”
“What…?!”
Startled by the unexpected suggestion, Dorothy gripped my cock tighter.
“Aaaah! Dorothy! Your hand!”
“Oh… sorry! I was so shocked I squeezed without thinking!”
“I-it’s fine. So, what do you think of the bet?”
“……May I ask why you picked something like that?”
Dorothy didn’t reject it outright. Instead, she subtly grabbed my cock again and slowly stroked it up and down.
“Because sex is what I’m most confident in.”
“Hmm….”
She nodded, looking convinced. She’d spied on my sessions with Cloud so many times—she knew exactly how good I was.
“Still, betting on sex feels a bit off, doesn’t it?”
“Not confident? Don’t tell me… Dorothy, are you a virgin?”
“V-virgin?! What are you talking about?! You think I’d still be one at my age?!”
She jolted upright, fuming. Strong denial often means strong affirmation. And I already knew she was a virgin—from [Pussy’s Voice].
“Then the third bet as a sex contest works perfectly, right?”
“The earlier ones were biased in my favor anyway…. Fine. The third bet is yours to decide. What are the rules?”
“Ah, speaking of rules… I’d like to change the reward and penalty too.”
“You know the stakes matter more than the rules?”
“Of course.”
“……Go on.”
“Loser becomes the slave. How’s that?”
“Slave…. So if I lose, I serve you… and if you lose, you serve me?”
“Exactly. If I lose, I’ll serve you here in the Underworld for life.”
“…….”
Dorothy fell silent, her face serious. She was picturing me as her slave. With her feelings for me, it probably didn’t sound half bad.
“In a way, it’s a fate worse than death. Not bad. I accept.”
“Thank you. Now, the rules… How about whoever admits defeat first loses?”
“Hmm. Think you can outlast me mentally?”
She spoke like she had me all figured out. Wrong. My plan was to break her with pleasure.
“Fine. Third bet is set. No take-backs later.”
Dorothy had to feel invincible. She masturbated daily—six times at minimum lately. What was there to fear?
But she didn’t know the truth. Masturbation and real sex were worlds apart.
“Ah. Before we start, we need to ditch Cloud….”
“Use that Dark Maker creep.”
She dipped her head again, pressing her purple lips to my cock. Already at my limit, I erupted in her mouth.
Three days later.
The bet was on.
I stepped into Dorothy’s room. She waited in the black see-through dress from day one. Her pointed hat was off, and her waist-length black hair gleamed with luster.
“What about that blonde bitch?”
“She chased the Dark Maker, just like we planned. Your magic made all the difference.”
The Dark Maker had bolted. Dorothy secretly aided him with her spells, luring Cloud away. Her scheme bought us hours alone in the house.
“Ready?”
Dorothy smiled seductively.
‘She’s scheming.’
I’d caught a faint scent the moment I entered. Rose-like, but my body burned hotter by the second. Aphrodisiac, no doubt. No point calling her out for cheating—I was the one winning.
“You’re the one who needs to prepare, Dorothy.”
I stripped boldly. Her eyes locked on my hands. Aware of her gaze, I took my time. Her lips quivered at the sight of my naked body and towering erection.
“……My turn now.”
Dorothy ditched the hat and undid her dress ties. The black fabric slid down, unleashing her massive tits. Her hand drifted to her crotch—black panties so tiny that faint pubic hairs peeked out the sides, thick labia bulged through, and the outline of her rock-hard, oversized clit pressed against the fabric.
She feigned casual as she peeled them off.
Squish.
Soaked through with her juices.
“You’re soaking wet already.”
“……It’s been forever since I last had sex.”
She spoke softly, clinging to composure. Did she have any idea what her pussy was screaming?
Her pussy was out of control.
‘Dorothy’s erogenous zones: mouth, nipples, pussy. All mapped out.’
I pulled the motionless woman into my arms.
“…….”
Dorothy blushed but stayed put. I hugged her close, wordlessly signaling my affection.
“How long you gonna hold me? Forgot the bet already?”
“Ah, sorry. Felt too good… lost myself for a sec.”
“Was gonna give you first move…. Oh well.”
Her arms snaked around my neck. She leaned in for a kiss. Soft lips brushed, tongues tangled naturally. She weaponized her huge tits, pressing them against me. My cock wept precum, grinding her soft belly.
Smooch. Slurp…. Mmm…. Kiss….
Couldn’t just receive. I seized her ass—plump as her tits, overflowing one hand.
Kissing, I backed her onto the bed.
“Ah….”
Grabbed her knees, spread them wide.
The Underworld witch’s secret spot lay bare. Pretty pink under sparse black pubes—but lewd as hell.
Clit massive and blatant. Labia thick, asymmetrical, splayed like a blooming flower. Hole pulsing, gushing nonstop.
“Putting it in?”
“Foreplay first, no?”
“R-right. Foreplay.”
She was drenched—no need. But had to sample before diving in.
Buried my face. Faint tangy scent.
Sniff.
Deep inhale. Clit and labia slurped into my mouth.
“Aaaaah! Aaaaang!”
Sucked hard—Dorothy wailed, squirting a fountain. Mouth flooded with her squirt. Tongue flicked, thick labia danced. Bit lightly—chewy yet tender.
“Grraaah….”
Pulled back. No insertion yet, and her pussy was wrecked. Dorothy’s cool vanished.
Slid between her thighs, cock atop her slit. Heat and wetness kissed my shaft. Glans rubbed—labia parted and folded.
“Ah, uh… N-now for real insertion?”
Eyes unfocused, like fresh from sleep. Drool on her lips?
“Yes.”
Plunge.
“Haaaaaaaah!”
Straight to cervix—thud. Grabbed her spilling tits, pinched nipples. Pussy clamped down.
“Heeek! Ahng…!”
“Dorothy, you look rough. Admit defeat?”
“Krrgh…. W-what? Th-this is acting. Won’t break from this.”
Her eyes dodged mine, trembling.
“Phew. If you say so…. Gotta give it my all!”
Hips rocked. Goal: break her in an hour. Ten minutes down, fifty to go.
‘With Sexual Sensitivity Boost, no losing.’
Thwack! Splurt! Thud!
Thrust with conquering will. Cervix hits drew beastly cries.
“Haaang! Hic…! Haak!”
Intense pounding—Dorothy whipped her head side to side. Held her slipping tits, watched her face crumble.
Splurt! Splurt!
Twisted her erect clit.
“Hiaaaak!”
Shrieked, squirted again. Kept pounding—cum rising, leaned in. Pinned her by the pits.
“Ah! Ang! Haang!”
Faces inches apart—her hot breath washed over me.
“Dorothy. Gonna cum. Inside okay?”
“F-fine. Inside… cum inside…!”
Legs locked my waist. Lewd woman, instincts or not. Tongue out, seeking mine. Gave it—deep thrust, cum, kiss.
“Mmph… Mmm… Haa….”
“Feels amazing.”
“M-me too….”
“Admit defeat now?”
“Feels good… doesn’t mean defeat….”
“Can’t even move. Just one load so far.”
“Who… says…?! Hngg.”
She writhed, pushing up.
Switched poses. Leaned against headboard; Dorothy mounted, tits flopping wildly as she rode.
“Huk! Haaang!”
“Dorothy. Too slow. Faster?”
“O-okay… Haak!”
Splurt! Splat! Splurt!
She wobbled atop me, barely balancing, ass grinding. Juices poured with every stroke.
Her frantic pace slowed… stopped.
“Ahk! Ang… Huut….”
Caught her as she toppled back.
Dribble… dribble….
Hot flood below. Orgasms broke her bladder. Smirked at her blissed-out face—clueless to the mess.
“Guess I win.”
“N-nooo…. Not… yet…!”
Stubborn.
Flipped her. Chest down, ass up. Gripped hips, slammed into her dripping hole.
“Haa! Haa! Aaaaaa!”
Thrusts made her asshole wink. Couldn’t resist—spanked, demanding surrender.
“Admit it. Can’t beat me at sex. Barely moving.”
“N-noooong!”
“Tongue lolling, drool pooling… so stubborn. Slavery’s not so bad. I’ll pamper you like this every day.”
“Ang! Ev-every… day…?”
“Yes. Fuck you forever. Tits, kisses, all. So… admit it, Dorothy. Be my lovely slave.”
“No… can’t… Haang! Too good…! Aaa!”
Perfect timing. Pre-climax, yanked out. Hands off.
“Why… why…?”
“Admit, I’ll fill you. Or impale yourself.”
“Th-think I can’t…?”
Shaking hands clawed the sheets, upper body rising—then flop.
Teased her entrance with my tip.
“Haaa…. In… please…! Hurry! Need to cum…!”
“Admit defeat?”
“I admit…! I lost…! Lost! It’d feel so good now…! Pound me! Master!”
“No regrets.”
Pluung!
Her pussy exploded juices like a broken faucet.
“Haht! Haaaaaaaang!”
Dorothy’s eyes rolled back.
She became my slave in fifty minutes.