Chapter 224: It Was Being Stretched Wide
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 224: It Was Being Stretched Wide
As I repeatedly thrust my fingers in and out of her vaginal opening, the female form gripping the edge of the bathtub slowly began to push her lower body forward.
"Ngh...! Ah...! Haaah...! N-no... Nooo...!"
Standing on her tiptoes and thrusting her hips forward caused her pale body to rise above the water of the tub, where her love juices were already beginning to swirl.
Her thighs, spread wide to a pitiful degree, trembled violently. Yet, the fingers digging into her pussy showed no mercy, relentlessly raking through the Brigadier General's tender inner flesh and driving her toward a peak.
"There, there. Just let it feel good. Splurt— splurt— like that. Splurt, splurt."
Her core strength must have been incredible; despite the difficult posture, her lower body, floating above the water, writhed like a snake every time I poked her entrance.
Using my middle and ring fingers, I thoroughly plowed into that tender meat pile, rummaging through her honey hole so roughly it made audible squelching sounds.
—Squelch!
"Hyaaaah...!"
Now that her lower body was out of the water, the thick, viscous sounds of her arousal became unmistakable. It felt as though she had never even used a toy while masturbating; her hole was so tight that I had no choice but to ruthlessly rake through it to loosen it up.
"S-slow down! Sl-slowly! If you... if you thrust like that...! Ngh! Oh! Y-your fingers...! Your fingers are driving me craaaazy! Haaah! Ah, ahhh! Hehehe...! Hehehehe!"
The Witch of the Far North began to cry out in a cute voice, any trace of her usual sternness gone. Every time my fingers dug into her vaginal flesh and pulled back out, she let out a giggle while spraying a jet of love juices.
Her upper body repeatedly curled and straightened. Her breasts, which were large enough to be called "big tits" even if they were smaller than Camel's or Mom's, trembled violently before lifting into the air and landing with a wet slap.
"You shouldn't say you're going crazy. You should say you're going to come. Right, Cassia Noona?"
"I-I'm going to come! I'm coming! S-stop! Stooop! I'm going! I said I'm going to cooome! Your f-fingers! Your fingeeers! Ah, inside... if you curl them inside like that... Ngh! D-don't turn them, don't swirl them around! Ah, ngh, th-this... Nghaaaaah!"
She twisted her body from side to side, but she didn't close her spread legs. Cassia Cortin wailed, her voice turning utterly lewd as she squeezed the last bit of breath from the bottom of her lungs.
The Witch of the Far North—a woman who held the title of Margravine, commanded her own private army, and served as a Brigadier General in the Imperial Army—was now gasping and screaming in submission.
"Don't gouge me! Don't gouge me with your fingers! Aaaah! Ah! L-like that, hehehe! Hehe! Ngh! N-nooo...! If you do more, I'll gooo! I'm coming! I'm coming, I said!"
Cassia's hands gripped the edge of the tub with white-knuckled intensity, her entire body shivering as if in a seizure.
The Brigadier General, having already experienced several light waves of ecstasy, let out cute moans with her tongue lolling out, her knees shaking uncontrollably.
The muscles above her navel—a clear six-pack that spoke of her physical training—became sharply defined. From her female hole, now thoroughly seasoned by my experienced handiwork, love juices sprayed out like a water gun.
"Ngh... My pussy, my pussy is going to b-break... Ah, it feels so good, it feels too good, my pussy is coming...! Haaah! Stop! Stop! Freeze! My pussy is coming! I said I'm coming!"
She looked so adorable trembling every time I pressed down on her G-spot that I just kept hitting her orgasm button.
"Masturbating alone won't be enough anymore, will it? Right? Hmm? Cassia Noona?"
"N-no, I c-can't... doing this alone is impossible, impossible! Ngh! Haaah, ah, ahhh, this... it f-feels so good! It feels amazing!"
Up until today, she might have been satisfied with her own attempts at masturbation.
But now, I couldn't help but smirk at the sight of Cassia crying out in pleasure, seemingly unaware that her life was now effectively forfeit. Her female hole would never again be satisfied by the dull sensation of playing with herself.
"That's right. From now on, boring masturbation is forbidden. Got it?"
I spread her tight inner flesh with my middle and ring fingers, repeatedly thrusting them in and out.
"Ah, ahhh, my pussy, my pussy... it's melting, melting, haaaah, it's m-melting! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Her grip was so strong that she clamped down instantly, but when I spread my fingers and pulled down from the top, her lower half tightened, and a jet of love juices shot out like a squirt gun.
"Hehehe, it's b-being stretched, it's being stretched...! My pussy is being stretched wide! Aaaaaah!"
It was at that moment.
—Spluuurge!
"Ngh...! Ohhh...! Oooooh...!"
The silver eyes of the Brigadier General—a woman who usually exuded an air of calm, perhaps even stiff, formality—widened to their limit as her thighs fell completely open.
—Splurt! Squirt! Splurt! Sluuush! Splurt! Splurt!
She put on a fountain show that rivaled the automatic water gun I had once begged my mom to buy me.
"Ngh... oh... oh... ahhh...!"
And then, she let out a sound.
It was a cry much lower than the one from the bottom of her lungs earlier—a pathetic, animalistic sound that no human should make. I could see Cassia falling into a state of perfect, total climax.
"Now, now, you have to come even harder. So you'll never even think about boring masturbation again~!"
Using my other hand, which had been idle, I firmly pinched her peeking clitoris.
"Ugh... ah... oo... oo... ah..."
The broken cries she let out didn't sound like they came from a sentient being. It was the sound of someone who had exhaled every bit of air and was now dry-heaving breaths from the back of her throat.
—Trickle... trickle... trickle...
A translucent fluid began to spray into the bathwater in a long, sustained stream.
"Oo... oo... uugh... haah... hah... hah! Hah! Haaaah! Haah!"
Her face, which had gone pale, was now flushed a deep red as the color returned to her skin. Cassia Cortin began to gasp for air desperately.
She couldn't even think to pull her lolling tongue back into her mouth. Her body, which had been buried in the depths of ecstasy before returning to reality, continued to twitch and spray love juices from the sheer afterglow of the climax.
"Cassia Noona, I'm going in now, okay?"
I grabbed one of her legs behind the knee as she sank into the water and draped it over my shoulder.
"Haah... haah... haah... hah...!"
With her silver eyes half-lidded and a vacant, wanton expression on her face, her consciousness seemed to have drifted far away. I casually rubbed my penis against her vaginal opening.
"If you stay still like this, my dick is going to go inside. Is that really okay? Hmm? Well?"
Even though we had already reached an "agreement," teasing her like this was a reward for all my hard work. I savored the sensation of the Witch Noona's pussy—so soaked it was practically steaming.
"Ngh... hhh... hhh... haa... haa... haah... haah... haah..."
"Is it really okay to give your precious virginity to a brat like me~? Hmm~? Cassia Noona~?"
Cassia couldn't say a word, only continuing to breathe heavily.
Looking at her through her half-closed eyes, it seemed she had regained some of her senses, but there was no sign of refusal or any effort to escape. Instead, she carefully adjusted her posture to make insertion easier.
I could have kept scratching at her pride and made her beg for it, but this tech-illiterate Brigadier General seemed like the type who needed to be broken and tamed gently. I slowly pushed my hips forward.
—Squish... slide...
"Ugh... uuu... oo..."
My penis began to enter a female hole that had never been used before. Her silver pubic hair, which grew like the fine bristles of a brush around the opening, was pushed inward by the sheer girth of my rod.
"Tsk... it's incredibly tight."
"Uu... ngh... ah, ahhh, ah, ah, hhh...! Oh, oh, ohhh, oh."
The meat rod sank into the hole of the woman who held the rank of Margravine, as she threw her head back and let out fragmented, vulgar cries.
"From now on, this hole is mine and mine alone. No more masturbating. Understand?"
"Ngh, haah... I-I won't... even if I tried... it would be... u-useless... ngh..."
Seeing as she didn't resist the ban on masturbation, she seemed to have taken quite a liking to my rod. I didn't even need to aim anymore; it was sliding in perfectly. I gripped her heavy breasts, which looked ready to spill over from gravity, and slowly savored the feeling of conquest.
Unlike the thugs who committed crimes and reveled in slaughter, this older sister's body felt truly "well-maintained." I continued to push my penis into her meat pile.
I didn't thrust my hips back and forth; I simply let it sink in slowly.
Even when I felt a blockage midway, I just leaned my body forward, allowing it to burrow deeper.
Watching Cassia Cortin's lower abdomen slowly bulge, I felt more certain of my hypothesis: "Mom's friend = Meat toilet."
"Ngh... ngh... ngh, ngh... how much... ah... how much more is... g-going in...?"
"Only half is in right now, so don't tense up. It'll hurt if you're too tight, okay?"
"Aren't you... t-too good at this... ngh... ngh... uugh... s-stop... no more... it won't fit..."
Despite Cassia's weak protests, I didn't slow down or pull back. I kept pushing my penis in.
If I could bottom out and push up the womb of the much smaller Yuseoha, there was no way this tall woman's body couldn't take all of me.
"Come on, you can do it. You can take more. Just a little more."
"Khhh... s-stop... it r-really won't go any further... ngh... uugh...!"
—Squish... slide... squelch!
The female, beginning to feel a sense of dread, was pleading for mercy. But contrary to her words, her body continued to accept my massive meat rod deep into her belly, stretching wider and wider to accommodate me.