Chapter 150: Sex Education Class? How Lewd!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 150: Sex Education Class? How Lewd!
“Kh… Haaah… Ah… Hnghh…”
Goldie’s massive rear was trembling from side to side. My hands were already soaked to an irreversible degree, but that was nothing compared to Youfei, who was visibly spraying love juices through her leggings.
This place was restricted to high-ranking executives anyway. Marika, who was planning to diligently raise me before devouring me, was away on a business trip. That damn Commie Dragon—the one who kept calling me ‘Papa’—had crossed over to the colony and hadn't been heard from in months. Today was finally the day for Goldie’s deflowering ceremony.
“Lift your hips. It’s hard to get these off. Hey, Goldie!”
“Haaah… Ah… Hnghh… Haaah…”
I pulled at the leggings of this perverted Bull Boy, who was making sounds that were somewhere between crying and breathing, unable to escape the afterglow of her climax. As expected of a real woman, she wasn't wearing any panties.
Her mound, which usually only showed its silhouette as if it were teasing me, was now revealing its flesh like a perfectly ripened fruit.
It looked like I could insert it right away, so I pulled Goldie’s leggings down to her thighs. I was about to take off my own pants when—
“What are you two doing facedown? Master?”
An interloper had arrived.
The Darkie elf bitch, who used to run a mafia in a city of 200,000, seemed to realize what was happening. She approached slowly before suddenly rushing forward and pulling me away.
“W-what… what is…”
Since this was a fitness center used by a small number of high-ranking executives, there was quite a distance from the door to where I was. However, as expected of the dregs of humanity who trained specifically to avoid being stabbed in the street, her martial arts were no joke.
“Call my lawyer! My lawyer! I’m not saying a word until then!”
“Why is Aoi acting like that over there… and Youfei…”
Faced with my expert legal response, the mafia bitch tucked her tail and began carefully examining the state of her comrades.
The Bull Boy was spilling pussy juice all over the floor with her ass exposed.
Beside her, Whitey had tipped over and was sprawled out in a puddle made of the same substance.
“…Master, what happened here?”
Being a Darkie, she didn't seem to understand the legalities of the situation.
“Call my lawy—”
“…Did those two make you do something strange?”
It seemed my Darkie elf friend was gravely mistaken. But this wasn't bad.
“I smacked her pussy instead of her butt!”
“Yes, I see. Her puss… wait, what?”
The dark elf, Lisar Wintershard, blinked her red eyes blankly.
“I smacked her pussy a bunch, and she screamed, ‘Ugh, ahhh, no, I can’t, I can’t! I’m coming! I’m cominggg! Uwaaah, I’m coming for the brattt…!’ and then she collapsed!”
First of all, it wasn't my fault. Even if I had pulled out my penis and was thrusting into her, saying it like this would obviously make it the woman’s fault. No, wait. Come to think of it, this place just felt like a Gender-Reversed World; it was more like a weird variation, so there was a high chance I’d be blamed for ‘seducing’ them.
“…You’ve received sex education—I mean, health classes, right?”
Fortunately, the dark elf sister liked me enough to claim to be my maid and pet. Glancing at her comrades with disgust in her red eyes, Lisar used her foot to push Goldie, who was still shivering with her ass out.
“Hngh… Ah… Haaah… Haa…”
Of course, Goldie remained unaware of what had almost happened to her. She just lay on her side, her body trembling as a thick, transparent liquid squirted from between her massive butt cheeks.
“I will… I will make sure to half-kill those idiots later. For now… we will start with your education. Mas.ter.”
Lisar glared at her friends as if they were traitors, let out a long sigh, and snapped her fingers.
Shadows quickly spread out beneath Aoi and Goldie, wrapping around them and making them vanish along with every trace of the mess.
“Where did they go?”
“…I’ve put them in the punishment room for now. I’ll have to report to the Proprietress before deciding their fate. Of all times, she had to go to the Murim world.”
Lisar let out another long sigh, looking deep in thought.
“Specifically, what did they do to you? No, what did the others make you do?”
Judging by the atmosphere, it looked like Goldie and Whitey were about to become sex offenders. Or rather, they were being treated as traitors to the organization for touching the Proprietress’s husband and the Chairwoman’s son.
I did want to see those two screaming in agony.
But I wanted to see them crying from pleasure while I smacked their butts or pussies, not suffering from having stakes driven through their hands and feet. I had to fix this.
“I asked them to hit my butt, but when I hit them in the middle, they started crying with these really funny noises.”
“…Excuse me?”
It was a shame, but I had to frame it as a case of mutual negligence. No, even mutual negligence seemed dangerous right now.
When I thought about how that mafia Commie Dragon bitch was kind to me and Mom but had such a rotten, irredeemable personality that she’d get into shouting matches with the Empress, this seemed like a pretty serious problem.
I looked at my inferior species elf friend, the dark elf sister, who was wearing a skirt suit as if she’d just come from a meeting and was now tenderly holding my hand.
“…I think I understand how the situation is unfolding.”
The dark elf sister let out a long sigh, looking like she had a lot to say.
“So, are Goldie and Whitey going to get in big trouble?”
“…They won’t be in as much trouble as I first thought, but they’ll still need some discipline.”
This was a bit problematic. I was slowly building my harem, and if that yapping Commie Dragon intervened like this, my future promiscuous sex life was at risk of being ‘corrected.’
I couldn't let it end like this; there were still so many of Mom’s friends I hadn't tasted yet, and I hadn't even properly broken Mom in.
“For now… until those two wake up, you will… receive a brief education.”
While I was worrying about how to play this angle, Lisar took me to the classroom where the thugs in our night school class studied and sat me down in the very front row.
“What kind of education?”
“…Sex. No, let’s call it health education.”
Thinking I had engaged in lewd play without knowing any better, Lisar brushed back her bangs with trembling hands. She looked very preoccupied.
“Is it something fun?”
“It is essential… You must listen carefully.”
A sex education class? How lewd.
I usually teased her by calling her Darkie or Sooty, but as a cousin to those inferior elf bitches who knew nothing but mating, her baseline for beauty was incredibly high.
Lisar herself was quite a stunning beauty. It was a universal rule of fantasy worlds that if you shove enough precious mana elixirs into your body, you’re bound to become good-looking.
“Is Lisar the teacher today?”
“…I suppose so.”
Since I, a notorious brat who usually refused to do anything and spent my time smacking butts, was actually being obedient, Lisar seemed to be playing along.
She reached into the air, and a shadow rose from the floor, wrapping around her hand before dropping with a wet thud.
She was now holding a pair of glasses.
“This is a very, very important topic for you, Master, so you must pay close attention, okay?”
“Okay! Good luck with the lesson!”
“For now… could you call me Teacher?”
It was as if the dark elf sister’s dream had been to be a schoolteacher; she began to roleplay skillfully.
If she were a teacher, she should have dressed more modestly for the lesson, but because she usually went around half-naked, she didn't seem to find anything strange about her outfit.
It was a feast for my eyes, but at this rate, my efforts to use this sex education class to find a weakness and protect Goldie and Whitey were going to go down the drain.
“This… I’m not sure where to start. It’s difficult.”
Despite being a mafia bitch, she found it hard to impersonate a teacher and couldn't even get a single part of the sex education right.
“Well… first, I’ll tell you how babies are born.”
“I know that!”
Lisar’s face stiffened.
“You know?”
“Yeah! You take my grand giant cock, shove it deep into a pathetic female’s pussy, make her feel really good, and then when I ejaculate, a baby is made!”
The dark elf sister’s mouth hung open as she listened to my explanation.
“W-who told you such a… no, that’s… h-have you ever had relations before?”
“Yeah, Mom told me! Mom said she enjoyed eating my virginity!”
In times like this, Mom was the one to sell out. She couldn't escape all responsibility just for giving birth to me.
In this world, it was practically common sense that if an inferior elf gave birth to a son, she should help him out when his seminal vesicles were heavy, devote herself to him heart and soul, and unilaterally take his side whenever his younger sister picked a fight.
Mom probably wouldn't agree at first, but if I got her drunk and gave her a few good rounds, she’d surely come around.
“My god… n-no… that, that’s…”
Lisar couldn't even speak human words, her mouth just twitching as if she hadn't expected this situation at all.
Seeing her look so cute, I felt like I could give this dark elf mafia bitch in a teacher costume a real sex education today.
“Oh, right. Since it’s sex education class, look at my dick too! Mom said it was superior! I want to know just how superior of a male I am!”
“W-wait… wait a minute…! P-please don’t take those off! Kyaa?!”
I whipped my pants off and pulled out my Neo General Majestic Armstrong Cannon, which already had two mother-fucking credits to its name.
Lisar let out a high-pitched scream and covered her eyes with both hands.
I could see her red eyes peeping through the gaps in her fingers, staring at my rock-hard shaft.
“How big is this compared to others~?”
“J-just a moment… p-put it away… that, that is…”
I walked toward Lisar as she backed away. Every time I moved, the tip of my heavy penis swayed from side to side, and the dark elf mafia sister’s legs trembled in sync with it.
As I kept chasing her, Lisar eventually found herself with nowhere left to run and slumped down against the wall.
“Hurry, tell me! It’s sex education class, isn't it~? Hmm~? How big is this?”
“…It’s… r-really… b-big.”
I lightly tapped the tip of Lisar’s nose with my male cock, which was drenched in sexual energy and emitting a scent that could bewitch any female.