Chapter 208: A Time for Pure Love
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 208: A Time for Pure Love
Just like Jin Ryu-hwa and her spectacular fountain show, I spent a long, long time unloading my seed. I snatched the phone from Marika, who was still staring blankly while filming us, briefly checked that the recording had saved, tossed the phone aside, and sat back.
"Nngh-oooooh!"
Thanks to my absurd stamina, which wouldn't let my erection subside after just one ejaculation, my penis moved on its own as I sat down, thrusting deep into her vaginal flesh. The Sword Saint let out a ridiculous groan and her body convulsed once more, though she didn't regain consciousness.
"...Marika, clean me up now."
"Cl-clean you...? I... I understand."
Since I could easily go for several more rounds while staying rock hard, I could have just made Marika flip over and started a game of seeding mating right then and there. However...
"You know you're doing it with your mouth, right?"
"Aum... Slurp..."
Marika tucked her hair behind her ear and leaned down to take my dick into her mouth.
"Yeah, just like that. You have to suck it thoroughly. Good girl, you're doing great."
I smiled gently at her, running my fingers through her hair—a shade somewhere between white and grey—as her blue eyes looked up at me.
"If there's any water left, get it for me. This meat toilet has incredible durability, but it was still exhausting."
My own physical strength was the issue. I took the water bottle Marika handed me, crushing it slightly as I drank to soothe my ragged breath.
If it hadn't been for that meat toilet bet, the Sword Saint wouldn't have held out so stubbornly, and I could have taken my time to catch my breath between rounds.
"Mmph... Slurp... Sluuuurp... Chup..."
"Use your tongue too. See? Marika understands everything I say, even if I only tell her once. Good girl. Such a good girl."
Marika Olgaevabich—the white-haired, tanned, muscular thug sister known in the Murim world as Hahou—was faithfully waiting her turn and preparing herself well. I stroked her head again.
My stamina was steadily increasing, but in terms of absolute total capacity, I still had a lot of training to do, so I was feeling drained.
My recovery was fast, though. After having her clean my dick, which was covered in the mess from thrusting into the Sword Saint's cervix, I could take a breather with a bit of tit-spanking training or a tit-fuck. Then, I’d be ready to show that public enemy of Murim the true, bitter taste of justice and chivalry.
"Slurp... Husband, the cleaning is done... Now..."
Seeing this muscular, powerful sister looking up at me while sliding her fingers between her own thighs, my rational judgment began to blur.
"It's Marika's first time too, right?"
"It's embarrassing, but... yes."
I lightly tapped the cheek of the cute sister as she nodded, avoiding my gaze.
"Then, how do you want to do it? Do you have any romantic fantasies about losing your virginity?"
"...I thought of it as a breeding act, so I didn't really have any."
—Ah, ahh! Haaah! I'm going! I-I love it! Th-thank you! I'm going! I love it so much...!
Marika's blue eyes turned toward the Sword Saint, who was coming again from the lingering afterglow of her climax. She was arched like a bridge, standing on her tiptoes with her thighs spread wide, spurting out the semen I had pumped into her womb.
The sight of her losing herself while pressing her own face with her hands was so ridiculous that I picked up Marika's discarded phone again.
"What's the password?"
"Fingerprint recognition."
"Unlock it for me."
Marika unlocked the phone, and I went back to the camera to record the pathetic state of the Sword Saint, who had been reduced to a mere meat toilet.
"...It's incredible."
"Is that how you want to do it?"
"No! No! Absolutely not!"
Marika shook her head violently, denying it as if it were the last thing she wanted. She didn't seem to realize that a bit of the semen she had sucked off my dick was still smeared on the corner of her lips.
I snapped a quick photo of Marika's face as well.
"...You have bad taste."
"No one's going to see it but us, Marika."
"...I'm not going to share it with you."
"Send me the video of Ryu-hwa, though."
Marika's expression showed she felt this was morally wrong, but she eventually nodded as if she had no choice.
"So, how do you want to do it?"
Marika rubbed her cheek lightly against my spit-slicked penis, lost in thought for a moment before speaking hesitantly.
"Could we... look at each other... h-hold hands... and go slowly?"
"Pure love? Ah, that's my specialty. I once properly educated a piece of trash who didn't even know what pure love was."
"...Husband, just how much experience do you have?"
"I'll tell you later."
Talking about it now would ruin the mood. I figured I’d invite her to a 3P or 4P session later, creating a chance for her to get close to the others through an orgy.
"C-can we start!?"
Marika suddenly stood up, scooped me up in a bridal carry, and moved me to the bed.
"Aren't you being a bit too hasty? I'm not going anywhere. Slowly. Take it slowly."
"Should... should I get on top...?"
I shook my head at Marika, who was failing to read the mood and trying to rush to the next step.
"Slowly. I'll show you what pure love sex is. First, a kiss."
"Is that so...?"
It was cute how she looked strangely disappointed at the mention of a kiss. I patted the bed, and as she sat down, I rose onto my knees to match her height.
Even on my knees, we were about the same height, making me realize once again just how tall Marika was.
"Was that kiss earlier your first?"
"...Everything like this is a first for me. I've lived a very busy life, you see."
I had intended to relax her with some light conversation, but Marika lowered her head as if she had just exposed a weakness.
It was cheating—how could this white-haired, tanned, muscular thug sister, who was much older than me and overwhelmingly larger in stature, be this cute?
"I'll teach you everything, one by one, from now on. Don't worry."
"I see..."
I gently placed my hand on the cheek of the uncertain Marika. She looked lovely with her head slightly bowed and her eyes closed.
Other females usually tried to be aggressive in these delicate moments, only to be thoroughly dominated by me, but this fresh, innocent reaction was a breath of fresh air.
"Weren't you much less shy when you were excitedly sucking my cock?"
"...Please forget about that."
Well, in front of a monster dick seasoned with sexual arts equivalent to a hypnosis app and elixirs, anyone—be it a mother, a mother's friend, or a pet—would fall under its spell to the point where a 'cock kiss' came faster than a first kiss. I could understand that.
"You were really cute, though. Sucking away while masturbating. I should have taken a picture of you, Marika."
"Ugh... please... not that..."
With her eyes welling up and looking like she was about to cry, I figured if I teased her any more, I might actually get punched. Even with mana defense, those vivid muscles rippling under her clothes looked like they’d be hard to handle.
"I wanted to have a really nice atmosphere with you, Marika. I didn't expect the meat toilet Sword Saint to butt in."
"...It's okay."
Actually, it was intentional. Even though Marika had a job as a thug—basically the scum of society—her romantic brain was closer to that of a total novice, completely at odds with her appearance and actions. I needed to expose her to an orgy to make her more open-minded.
I was generally in favor of educating disobedient females by giving them a thrashing with my dick, but Marika wasn't the main point here.
Of course, it wasn't that I found the public enemy of Murim, Hahou—alias Marika Olgaevabich, who possessed the greedy combination of being a tall, muscular, white-haired, tanned thug sister—lacking or undesirable.
I could probably get away with secretly thrusting into and impregnating my pets (Whitey, Goldie), my mount (Black Witch Sister), and even my maid (Lisar) without much trouble.
But considering the Red Dragon who was obsessed with sugar daddy dating me—though she’d deny it—Marika was someone I had to recruit to my side at all costs.
That dragon would surely try to make me a total piece of trash, forcing me to commit the ultimate taboo by putting me in the same bed as my mother and ordering me to impregnate us both at the same time. It was a horrifying thought for a good, filial son like me, who had lived with dignity.
To comfort my hardworking mother, to massage her, to console her, and to be a kind son... to think I’d have to commit such a depraved act due to external violence and coercion was truly nightmare-inducing.
That was why I had to make Marika like me more than her master, her lifelong benefactor whom she adored...
The plan to make her fall into female corruption and betray her master was too far-fetched. Instead, I planned to wait for an opportunity to bed her, show her the joy of orgies, and make her feel that this was natural for me, so she’d take my side.
The Murim Alliance Leader, of all people, ended up being the starting point for the orgy, but things had progressed well so far.
"Do you want to kiss?"
"Yes..."
I placed my hand on the cheek of Marika—the very embodiment of a strong woman and distorted sexual desire—as she nodded shyly. I pressed my lips against hers as she naturally closed her eyes.
"Ah...!"
I hadn't even put my tongue in yet, but Marika recoiled, covering her lips with the back of her hand.
"What's wrong?"
"Th-that... it was just... so soft..."
This crazy female seemed to have a natural talent for making a man get an erection.
"You're cute, Marika."
"Ugh... don't call me cute..."
"You're incredibly cute, Hahou."
"Kh... st-stop..."
I felt like I had to teach this adorable older sister what a proper mating of love was today.
I took Marika's wrists and slowly pulled them down. As her large hands, which offered no resistance, were moved away, her face—visibly flushed even through her tanned skin—remained with eyes closed.
For now, this was a time for soft, deep, pure love, far removed from the usual vulgar mating of flesh.
I pressed my lips to hers once more.