Chapter 142
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 142
Chapter Title: Takuran (6)
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Nozomi's sex skills were at a pretty high level.
Well, that was only natural.
To squeeze every last drop of semen from her husband, who had grown bored of her, she'd put in all sorts of effort and mastered various techniques along the way.
If anything, it'd be weirder if she was as clumsy as a total amateur.
So why bring it up?
—Tak♥ Tak♥ Tak♥ Tak♥ Tak♥ Tak♥
"Heh... Your handjob skills are no joke."
It was just that Nozomi's handjob felt so damn good.
Hell, even a plain old one would've been nice, but Nozomi attacked my cock with serious skill.
In terms of pure proficiency, she could even rival Miyuki.
Of course, Miyuki knew all my ejaculation points, so if it came down to who could make me cum faster, she'd win hands down. But in straight handjob technique, no one could touch Nozomi.
'Guess sex really is best with someone experienced.'
Well, it was more about skill than raw experience, but still.
As I mused to myself while enjoying the handjob, Nozomi spoke up.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it."
"If this didn't feel good, there'd be something seriously wrong with me. And you're so damn skilled at it... must've practiced a ton, right?"
Nozomi gave me a startled look at my question.
"How did you..."
"Handjobs like this take a shitload of practice to make 'em feel that good."
Half-truth, anyway.
Someone with tons of experience knows cocks inside out and can hit the good spots even sloppily.
But Nozomi didn't strike me as the super-experienced type.
Some of her moves even had a shy, rookie vibe.
Yet her handjob was pro-level? Only one explanation.
She'd practiced like hell specifically to make it feel amazing.
In that sense, Nozomi was one hell of a hard worker.
Especially since it felt this fucking good.
Nozomi gave a faint smile at my words.
"Is that so..."
Praise was praise, even if it was just for her handjob skills, and she seemed genuinely pleased.
'Or maybe she's just thrilled her technique got recognized?'
I was only half right.
Why half? Sure, it felt good, but she wasn't thrilled about the handjob praise specifically.
Only perverts like Miyuki would get off on that.
So why the smile? The answer was surprisingly simple.
Her husband had never once said her techniques felt good.
By the time she started learning them, he'd already lost all interest in her.
Their sex had devolved into him dumping a few loads inside and calling it a day.
Duty-bound and bone-dry, in other words.
She'd never gotten praise for any of her practiced moves.
If anything, he'd glare at her like she was some whore.
Shouldn't a husband be happy seeing his wife try so hard?
He was, at first. Right up until it came up in important meetings with rival families (Yuzuke was semi-retired). Before they started gossiping about his wife learning whore tricks.
Yeah. He liked it fine until it embarrassed him in front of the other houses. Once they started talking, suddenly it disgusted him.
Because her actions had tarnished the family name.
What kind of bullshit flip-flop was that?
High-society types always get pissy when their weaknesses get exposed.
Though treating your wife like a whore was pretty extreme, even for that.
Takuya was the opposite.
Not only did he praise her skills, but he acknowledged her effort. No wonder she smiled like that.
Of course, Takuya had no clue about any of this.
Hell, maybe that's why his praise rang so true.
If he'd known the backstory, it might've come off more like lip service.
Anyway, buoyed by my words, Nozomi kept jerking me off with even more enthusiasm until she felt my cock twitching.
About to blow, probably.
And she nailed it.
"Ngh, gonna cum!"
I gritted my teeth and warned her. Nozomi nodded, opened wide, and took my cock in her mouth.
"Mmph."
"Guh! Nozomi!"
Any normal guy would've dribbled a weak premature load by now, but with my stamina, it'd blast her face on sight.
Nozomi clearly wanted no part of that, so she engulfed it, fondling my balls to hurry me along while her tongue worked my glans.
Her expert moves pushed me over the edge.
"Urk! Here it comes!!"
—Splurt! Splurt! Spluuurt!!
I couldn't hold back against her tongue and unloaded straight down her throat.
Nozomi gulped it all down greedily.
She'd never practiced swallowing, but somehow, it felt doable right then.
After draining me until her belly swelled, she carefully pulled off, rubbing her bloated stomach as she spoke.
"You came a lot."
Her tone had a playful pout to it. I chuckled.
"'Cause you got me so worked up, Nozomi."
Crude as hell, but it didn't sound bad to her ears.
After the handjob, Nozomi started stripping off her pants and lower clothes for the main event.
Shoes and socks first.
Why bother? Her pussy was gonna gush, and she'd just soak 'em.
Shoes off, then pants and panties.
Shlrk.
Ssshh~
Honestly, disappointing when she slid them down.
Why the letdown?
Ripping them off and fucking her in 'em sounded hotter.
I almost suggested keeping them on, but seeing her half-naked lower half after all her effort... this worked too.
Throb— Throb—
Not 'cause the missing bottoms turned me into a dog.
Anyway, I grinned at Nozomi's exposed lower half.
Not just the perv appeal.
Squelch♥
"Hnn♥"
Her pussy was already drenched and ready.
"This little hole's soaked, begging for cock."
"Th-that's not— Ahh♥"
I fingered her slit a bit before pointing at my raging erection.
"Want me to thrust in? Or you gonna ride?"
Nozomi stared silently, then straddled me.
Guessed she preferred being on top.
I respected her choice.
And so, we fucked cowgirl style.
Well, precisely: I lounged back comfortably while Nozomi...
She grabbed my upright cock, aiming the tip at her entrance.
Why just the tip first? Simple.
Even a rock-hard dick could bend if you slam down carelessly.
No issue for my rigidity, but Nozomi only knew flimsy cocks like her husband's.
As Takuya pondered this...
Squelch—♥!
"Haaahhnn♥♥!!"
Nozomi swallowed the glans slowly, then slammed her hips down hard, taking every inch to the hilt.
Not just that.
Splat—♥!! Splat—♥!! Splat—♥!! Splat—♥!! Splat—♥!! Splat—♥!!
She went wild, pistoning up and down like a madwoman.
"Nghaa♥ Cock♥ Hah♥ Hits my♥ Kyaa♥ Womb♥ Oh god♥?!"
No. Beyond the frantic hip-thrashing, vulgar words poured from the refined lady's mouth.
Watching her go berserk with pervy talk, Takuya thought:
Looked like Nozomi had been craving rough sex too.
And was this good or bad for Takuya?
'Fuck, this bitch is hot as hell.'
All profit.