Chapter 251: Something to Fill the Belly Instead of a Meal
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 251: Something to Fill the Belly Instead of a Meal
Schlurp. Slurp. Schlurp. Slurp.
For someone who claimed to have forgotten, Camel was focusing intently on the kiss, her lips pressed against the tip of my massive shaft.
"Camel Noona, shouldn't you just admit by now that you're just a perverted cow who's crazy for dick?"
"Sh-shut up..."
The purple eyes glaring at me while she growled weren't threatening in the slightest. Her face was flushed deep red, and her eyes were already dripping with honeyed lust as she stared at my cock—anyone would find her display pathetic.
I grabbed Camel by her horns and pulled, leading her toward the edge of the bed. She didn't seem to have any intention of letting her lips leave my penis, following along without much resistance until her body naturally slumped over the bed.
"It's uncomfortable, so if you want to suck my dick, do it from the floor."
"Don't command... munch... slurp..."
If she really hated it, she could have easily overpowered me and left. But contrary to her rebellious words, Camel Sirian knelt on the floor and took my penis—which was hanging off the edge of the bed—into her mouth.
My jeans were already visibly stained with wet spots and radiating heat, and my dress shirt was so damp with breast milk, not sweat, that it needed to be shoved straight into the washing machine.
"Put it between your tits. Or I'm confiscating the dick."
"Urgh..."
Reunited with a penis after so long—no, reunited with the ferocious symbol of a male—Camel began to unbutton her shirt, her mouth still busy working around the head of my shaft.
When about four buttons were undone, a purple see-through bra—little more than a scrap of fabric that made me wonder how it could possibly contain those massive breasts—popped out, trembling and swaying.
"You wore something pretty. I guess you were looking forward to this?"
"Slurp... I always... munch... slurp... wear things like this..."
I could tell it was a lie at a glance, but I feigned ignorance because the sight of Camel hurriedly unhooking her bra was quite cute.
Despite having successfully removed her bra, she still wasn't sandwiching me. When I pulled my penis away from her mouth as a silent protest against her tyranny, the perverted cow's lips naturally followed.
"How long do I have to hold it for you? You need to wedge it between your breasts and hold it steady, right?"
"You... fine. Just this once... only this one time..."
Making a vow she would never keep, Camel began to wedge my penis between her enormous tits. Her breasts were massive enough to cover my entire thigh, but since my member was large enough to be called the pinnacle of masculinity, it still poked out prominently above them.
"Chuu... slurp... munch... If you grow it this big... mmm..."
Then, as if her previous awkward 'dick-kisses' were a lie, she took my penis into her mouth and began to use her tongue.
Her soft lips gripped the back of the glans tightly while her flickering tongue roughly licked the sensitive underside of the mushroom head, nearly coaxing a soft moan out of me.
"...This... chuu... how could I... slurp... munch... forget this... ahh... slurp... munch... mmm... you, you damn... br-brat... slurp!"
I wished she would either stick to the paizuri-fellatio or stop and talk, but seeing the perverted cow full of nothing but instinct in those melted purple eyes, I realized she wasn't even talking to me.
"Slurp... ugh... your dick is so unfair... th-this... munch... slurp... even the taste... is f-fishy... chuu... but I... a-again... chuu... slurp...!"
Camel was muttering excuses to herself, a mix of self-loathing and embarrassment. They were pathetic excuses directed at her past self, who had tried so hard to endure and forget while I had left her alone.
Squish... squelch... squelch!
The saliva spilling from Camel's mouth and the overflowing pre-cum leaked between her lips, soaking into her cleavage. As her massive breasts pressed firmly from both sides, squeezing the penis, a faint sound of escaping air hissed out.
"It's delicious, isn't it, Camel Noona? You won't find a male's dick like this anywhere else. You weren't cheating on me, were you?"
"You're the one... slurp... ahh... who must have been using this all over the place. As for me... mwah... mmm... there's no way... chuu... mmm... I could find anything... slurp. Slurp! Slurp...! to replace this dick...!"
I slowly stroked the head of the 'King Milk Cow' as she answered irritably while roughly sucking my penis.
Usually, I didn't touch her hair because she cared about it getting messed up, but for a female in this state, such things didn't matter. I preferred to rummage through her hair to subconsciously instill a sense of submission.
"I guess you looked pretty hard, then?"
"Chuu... munch... mwah... slurp... slurp...!"
Seeing her not deny it, she really was a wicked female. An SSS-Rank Male had graced her with the favor of using her as a lactation-masturbation onahole, yet she had tried to find lower-grade goods just because she wanted to live like a normal person.
"Who did you think would take a perverted, garbage-tier bitch who spends her time on lactation-masturbation? A female who's completely ruined as a 'good woman' because she's addicted to sucking a giant cock while masturbating?"
I mocked Camel's futile efforts while gently ruffling her brown hair. A pleasant scent wafted from the locks sliding through my fingers, but because of the smell of breast milk that had been leaking since before the paizuri-fellatio began, I couldn't even guess what kind of shampoo she used.
"So, how many of those pathetic excuses for males did you find? Hmm? I won't get mad, so tell me honestly. I actually enjoy being compared from a position of superiority."
"Slurp... you're trash... beyond saving... mwah... slurp... mwah..."
Even as she spat out hateful words, Camel's appearance—clinging to my penis and serving me with her milk-dripping breasts—made it sound like nothing more than a whimper.
"I'm providing you with the highest-grade male dick that you could never taste no matter how hard you searched. You can at least do that much, right?"
I grabbed Camel by the hair and pushed her down. The perverted cow, busy savoring my penis and hating the interruption, answered obediently.
"It's... incomparable... a dick this big... you'd struggle to find one even in another dimension... are you satisfied now? Slurp..."
"Just how small is the average that our perverted Camel Noona couldn't even be satisfied?"
"By Academy standards, this is... half of a half... slurrrrrp."
Camel gave my penis a long, lingering kiss as if she truly adored it.
"Is it okay for the Director to leak student information so easily?"
"The nobles who provide sponsorship probably share most of it anyway. Chuu... slurp... Hurry up and just ejaculate already... You said you can produce semen now... slurp!"
I thought Camel was taking her time to build up the mood because she cherished our time together, but I was shocked to realize she was actually doing her best to make me cum quickly.
"Ejaculate? You want me to cum after such a half-assed blowjob?"
"Slurrrp! Sh-shut up...! Do you know how hard I'm working right now...! The video said the average is one minute...!"
I don't know whose reference material she was watching, but compared to the techniques of the females I trained every day—who were specialized in squeezing out every drop of semen—it was obvious that ejaculating from such a plain blowjob would take forever.
"There is a way to make me cum as fast as possible. Do you really want my semen that badly?"
"Slurp...! I don't need green semen. Come back when you're older, brat... only this damn brat's dick... mmm... tastes so strange... even though it's just thanks to elixirs... slurp!"
No matter how much elixirs helped, they acted as a multiplier, not a simple addition. Even if she fed the alternatives she had searched for the same amount of elixirs I had consumed, it was clear they could never reach this level.
It was just a perverted cow bitch talking nonsense because she hated to lose, but I couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.
"I can't cum from such a boring blowjob. You stupid bitch!"
I grabbed both of Camel's horns while she was off-guard and pressed down hard.
"Mmph?! Gack?! G-ghk!?"
Even though I shoved down with all my might in the direction of gravity, Camel's strength—easily withstanding it while her eyes went wide—reminded me of the gap between us.
"Are you going to spend all day just sucking dick? I bought us some time, but is this how you want to end it?"
Whether my persuasion worked or not, Camel began to slowly release the strength she was using to resist.
Plunge...
"Ghk... Ghk...!"
Despite Camel gagging as the massive penis lightly poked her throat, I continued to apply pressure.
She was holding out as if she didn't want to lose, but instead of the previous feeling that I couldn't win, it felt like I could succeed if I just applied the right amount of force. This made me even more motivated; I slowly stood up and shoved my penis into her throat.
Pluuuuunge...
"Ghk...! G-ghk! Ghk...!"
"There, there. It's hard, isn't it? But for a female, it goes in quite well. Ngh... it's almost all the way in. It's in. Just a little more effort~!"
I skillfully shoved it into her throat as it squeezed against my penis, enjoying the constriction of Camel's esophagus. As expected of a beastkin's sturdy body, she didn't just go limp with tears and snot streaming down her face; she tried her best to endure.
Looking at her purple eyes, which were struggling to focus as she glared at me, I pulled her horns even harder.
The feeling of her hot breath brushing against my lower abdomen was good, but more than that, it was the sensation of her shapely nose rubbing against my belly as I shoved my penis in to the hilt.
As a male, the surge of self-esteem was intoxicating.
Especially now.
"Gulp... uu... ghk... ngh..."
Bizarre sounds leaked from her throat, and ragged breaths continued to burst from Camel's nose. Feeling the urge to ejaculate slowly rising, I began to violently thrust my penis in and out of Camel's throat.
Squish... squelch. Squelch...
"Ghk...! Ghk! Hmph...! H-haah! Ghk...!"
Every time I plunged into her throat, Camel gagged. The focus in her purple eyes began to fade. I saw her face turn vacant from the lack of oxygen.
After thrusting a few more times to bring myself to the brink, I enjoyed the sight of Camel's strength slowly draining and her eyes rolling back. I picked up the tempo.
"Ngh... it's coming, Camel Noona. I'll dump it directly inside you. Be grateful... well, I doubt you can hear me."
I held her by the horns and gave her head a simple shake, but Camel didn't move. One might have been worried, but feeling her faint breath against my lower abdomen, I didn't hold back and vomited out the white turbid liquid.
Throb... throb... throb... throb...
"Ghk... ugh... uuu... uuu... ghk... ugh..."
Her reaction was incredibly weak. Unable even to properly retch, the 'King Milk Cow' sister just trembled. I ejaculated my thick semen—a mass that could truly fill her belly instead of a meal—directly into her.