Chapter 177: I Can Enjoy This Whenever I Want
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 177: I Can Enjoy This Whenever I Want
As I entered the room, Ame Cal Degrain, who kept stealing glances at me as she walked ahead, moved her hands and quickly whipped off her T-shirt.
“Ah… I-I’m so sleepy… If I fall asleep now… I don’t think I’ll be able to wake up…”
Putting on a pathetic performance, Ame moved her long legs and quickly shed her skirt as well. She flopped onto the bed face-down, revealing the back of her lace panties, which weren't just damp but practically dripping with love juices.
Her white, rounded cheeks were fully exposed, as her panties had been swallowed between her large buttocks, making them look like a thong.
“Is Mommy sleeping?”
Through her slightly squinted eyes, I could see her green pupils, and her body looked so flushed with excitement that steam might start rising from her at any moment. Despite that, Ame Cal Degrain began her "sleeping" act.
“Zzz… I’m sleeping… Zzz… I’m asleep…”
To think she called this acting. It was so pitifully bad that it felt like a miracle I was even starring as a lead actor in a movie.
As always, I started with a spanking.
Smack!
“Hngh…!”
“Is Mommy sleeping~?”
I spoke mockingly to Ame, whose face was trembling against the bed. She didn't say a word, keeping her face buried in the pillow.
“I guess she really is asleep~?”
With the same excitement one feels when unwrapping a gift, I tugged at the panties covering the sow’s inner flesh. The panties, soaked through with love juices, got caught on her large buttocks before bunching up and sliding down past her hips.
“I’m going to strip these panties right off. Are you going to keep sleeping?”
“H-mnyaa… nyaa… zzz…”
Her clumsy behavior only made her more adorable. It was as if her intelligence had plummeted from either extreme embarrassment or intense arousal.
Since practicing killing techniques is still a form of exercise, her conditioned body showed a hint of muscle definition on her inner thighs as she tensed up.
“Lift your legs a bit, you sow.”
“Kh…!”
She seemed to feel wronged by being called a sow.
Then again, it would be strange for her to feel wronged when she couldn't say a word to the male who could soothe her burning hole right now.
I pulled her panties down to her ankles. When I tried to take them off completely, she even bent her ankles to make it easier for me. Despite being a sow, she was quite well-behaved, unlike her low intelligence might suggest.
Once the beautifully wrapped panties were removed, I could finally appreciate Ame’s large buttocks and the way they slightly folded over the tops of her thighs.
When she wore panties, she would subtly pull them up to show off her wonderful hip line, but now, her body could only be described as lewd.
As I grabbed and kneaded her large buttocks, enjoying the sensation, I could see Ame’s breathing gradually becoming heavy against the pillow.
When I spread her cheeks apart, I saw her beautifully closed, pink back hole.
According to the Swordmaster, Hindel, once a warrior reaches the Enlightenment Realm, most of their excretory functions are essentially eliminated. If that was the case, I figured I could thoroughly train her back hole as well when I had the chance.
“Sow, even your back hole is pretty!”
“Ugh… uuu…!”
Mom tensed her buttocks, trying to hide her back hole out of shame. It might have seemed like further teasing was impossible, but—
Smack!
“Hyah?!”
“Don’t you dare hide your hole, you sow!”
“Ugh… uuu…”
In this situation, with one SSS-Rank Male and one sow who had entered through the "garbage-tier masochist pervert mom" track, I was bound to have the upper hand.
It was a combination that might have allowed for a little rebellion, but Ame couldn't resist me, especially since I had established absolute dominance by forcing her to drink water, love juices, and even my own saliva while calling it "alcohol."
“Yes, good girl. You’re a good sow. It’s okay, because you won't remember any of this tomorrow.”
I whispered the magic words while patting Mom’s delicious ass.
She knew that tomorrow they would go back to acting as if nothing had happened, but she also knew this relationship would continue every time she drank what I labeled as "alcohol." Because of that, she couldn't hide her slight hesitation.
“Lift your hips a bit more. Right, on your knees. You’re doing so well even while you’re 'asleep'~?”
As the good sow took the doggystyle position, skillfully pressing her waist down and sticking only her butt out, I slowly parted the labia between her thighs.
Her mound of flesh was filled with love juices. When I forced the slightly parted mound open, a long string of fluid leaked onto the bed.
She was so aroused that the viscous liquid stretched out in a long line without breaking until it hit the sheets.
“You’re so wet, it’s like a flood. No, looking at how it’s more like gel than water, is this a chemical plant leak?”
“Hng… nng… nng…”
I was just teasing her lightly, but the sow started wiggling her hips as if begging me to get to the main event, so I gave her another slap on the butt.
Smack!
“Hngh…!”
“Don’t rush me. I’m going to dote on you properly since you won't remember tomorrow anyway.”
She quieted down when I growled in a low voice. Good sow. I whispered to her again and then pulled her plump buttocks apart with all my strength.
I could simultaneously see her pretty back hole, shaped like a shyly blooming pink chrysanthemum, and her vaginal flesh, which was squirming and dripping female fluids as if to say hello.
When I lightly scratched the vaginal opening with my fingertip, her thighs trembled, and a surge of love juices gushed out.
“Uuu… uuu…”
As Mom began to let out pleasant whimpers, I brought my tongue to the opening that was pushing out honey-water.
Lick.
“Hngh…!”
The sow shuddered at just a light lick. Seeing her enjoy it so much, I began to lick the inside of the petals deeply.
“Hngh, ah, ah… kh… hngh… ngh…”
Mom gritted her teeth as if trying to suppress her moans, hesitant to let out her pleasured voice. I slapped her butt again.
Smack!
“Hyah?!”
“You won't remember tomorrow anyway! Just because you’re 'drunk' doesn't mean you have to be unconscious! You can cry out if it feels good, you sow!”
Even if she was a pathetic, inferior species elf, she was still my "Mom track" partner, so I had to guide her bit by bit.
The setup was that she wouldn't remember after drinking, meaning she could be forgiven for all the things she couldn't do while sober. Perhaps because of her low intelligence, she seemed to lack understanding.
“A drunk mom being forced is good too, isn't it, you sow of a mom? That’s what feels good.”
When Mom didn't answer, I extended my middle finger and shoved it deep into her vaginal opening.
Squelch…!
“Hng-ohh…! Y-Yes… I-I will…!”
Maybe it really was an intelligence issue, but this woman had no edge. I wondered if she even realized that negotiating every little thing like this wasn't sexy.
I licked her opening again, trying to reset the mood.
“Hngh, n-no… S-Son… n-nooo… S-Stooop…!”
Now she finally sounded like a sow of a mom who was being raised as her son’s meat toilet while completely wasted.
Seeing Mom sounding like she was dying of pleasure, I pushed my tongue even more persistently into the squirming mound of flesh.
Even though these were just clumsy techniques I’d learned while experimenting with Alicia, I was in trouble if she was already losing it.
With a lewd body that showed zero experience yet practically begged for ravishment, Mom sprayed love juices and shook her hips uncontrollably.
“Uah, ahh, aang, by my son, hngh, I’m being licked by my son, hngh, n-nooo, it feels so good there, you can’t put your tongue in, ahh, hngh, ngh, hngh, my st-stomach…! The inside of my stomach is tingling… Hng-ohhh…!”
Slurp, squelch, slurp. The sound of my tongue entering and exiting her opening, licking and sucking, began to fill the room.
Ame Cal Degrain, whose beautiful face was now lifted from the pillow with her tongue hanging out, let out a cry as I slid a finger into her back hole.
“Hyah?! N-Nooo… T-That’s not a place for m-manhandling…!”
Despite her cries of protest, Mom was doing the opposite, thrusting her hips toward me and begging for more.
My nose was buried between her plump, well-shaped, delicious buttocks, and the love juices being scraped out by my tongue began to grow even thicker.
“Yeah? You seem even more excited now that I’m touching here, Mom. Hmm? You’re dripping so much right here, Mom. Slurp… lick… slurp… Is it because you’re an elf? You taste like fruit.”
Spreading the buttocks of the wicked female elf who was pressing against my face, I licked upward from the bottom of her opening with a thick stroke.
She was so wet that love juices, heavily mixed with my saliva, dripped from my chin onto the bedsheets.
“Uah, I-I’m the mom…! B-But my son is licking me there… hngh… I-It feels so good… I should tell him to s-stop licking…! I-It feels so goood…! So good…! Uaaah!”
Worried that Grasha, sleeping in the room across, might wake up from Mom’s loud wailing, I used my mana to shut the door tight.
“Does it feel good? Hmm? Do you like being pussy-played by your son, you perverted sow?”
“Hngh… I-I love it… I love being pussy-played by my son…!”
The "it’s okay because I’ve been drinking" excuse seemed to work perfectly. I felt like I could enjoy myself with this sow to my heart's content today.
No, it would be more accurate to say I could enjoy her whenever I wanted, just by feeding her plain water and calling it "alcohol."