Chapter 23
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: In the Bathroom...(2)
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Haruka's seduction left Takuya with no option to run away.
When a woman tempts you that lewdly, falling for it is the only choice—if you don't, you're not a man; you're either gay or a total fucking idiot.
Takuya knew that better than anyone, but he still had to ask once.
"You sure this is okay?"
It wasn't just about sex. He was asking if it was really fine for her first time to be with him.
"It's fine. Because Takuya is... my prince... ♥"
Of course, Haruka's answer was the same as always.
Prince, though—what the hell is that about...
I thought to myself as I decided not to hold back any longer.
Holding back more than this would just mean I didn't want to do it.
With that, Takuya brought his fully erect cock to Haruka's pussy, which was already drenched in her juices.
Schlick♥ Schlick♥ Schlick♥
Every time he rubbed his cock over her pussy lips, a lewd, sticky sound echoed out. I savored it for a moment before pressing the tip against her entrance and speaking to Haruka.
"Tell me if it hurts."
"Yeah... ♥"
With those words, Takuya carefully began easing his glans into Haruka's sopping wet pussy.
I wanted to thrust it in roughly, but if I hurt her and we couldn't continue, it'd be a disaster.
Squelch♥
"Ngh♥ Uuugh♥ I-it hurts... but why, why does it feel so gooood... ♥ Hnngh♥ My body's all weird... ♥"
While I was thinking those thoughts, my cock was fully buried inside Haruka's pussy.
"Hngh♥ Takuya... my belly feels so warm... ♥ Hnngh♥♥"
His cock, now fully inserted, was pressing right against the entrance to Haruka's womb.
If semen came out now, it would go straight into her womb, ready to impregnate her.
That thought reminded me of a line from some old hentai before I possessed this body.
'Yeah. It's like a custom pussy case made for my dick.'
The wording was crude, but Haruka's pussy really fit my cock perfectly, like it was made for it.
This had to be fate. I whispered to her as I thought that.
"I'll move slowly."
"N-nooo♥"
Haruka said no, but I ignored her and started moving my hips anyway.
Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥
"Hngh♥ N-nooo♥ Ooh♥ It feels too good♥ Haaah♥ My body's so weird♥♥"
I started slow at first, giving her time to adjust.
Once she seemed used to it, I gradually picked up the pace.
Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squelch♥
"Ngh♥ Hn♥ Haaa♥ Ooooh♥"
As I sped up bit by bit, at some point Haruka's mutterings faded away, leaving only her moans and the obscene wet sounds from her pussy filling the air.
Slap♥! Slap♥! Slap♥! Slap♥!
Time passed, and now Haruka's pussy had fully adapted—she could handle even my rough hip thrusts without issue.
Takuya pistoned mercilessly into her pussy, while Haruka lost her mind to the intense new pleasure and the hot energy of the unfamiliar cock invading her depths.
"Haa♥ So goood♥ Hnngh♥ My puhhssy's buurning♥ Kyah♥ It feels too gooood♥"
Her drunken slur, tongue lolling out, along with her blank expression and half-lidded eyes, made it hard to read her face—but that contrast only turned me on more.
Oh. Wondering what Haruka's face looked like?
Listen to those moans and guess.
Her half-lidded eyes were slightly open, tongue half out, face twisted in full ahegao.
Watching her like that, after shaking my hips for a good while, the urge to cum hit me. I told her,
"Haruka! I'm about to cum! I'll pull out!"
I usually came inside, but knocking up this precious talent right away would be a huge loss, so I planned to cum outside.
But Haruka wrapped her arms and legs around my waist and head, pulling me tight against her pussy and breasts, then whispered in my ear.
"No. Cum inside Haruka... fill me up lots♥"
It was probably because earlier, during the breastfeeding handjob, I'd said it'd be hot if she whispered something like that.
'This crazy girl—using what I taught her during a milking handjob like this?'
Amazed at Haruka's quick learning, I couldn't hold back the building orgasm anymore.
"Ugh! Fine. Cumming inside!"
I'd held back as long as I could, so I had no choice but to unleash it all into Haruka's pussy.
-Spurt! Splurt! Spuuurt!
Maybe because I'd endured to the limit, my semen flooded endlessly into her womb.
Glug. Glug. Glug.
The insane ejaculation brought exhaustion crashing down, and with Haruka hugging me even tighter, I passed out from lack of breath.
This was the first time I'd blacked out after sex with a girl.
**
Haruka's mother—full name Suzuki Miharu—was deep in thought.
The man who suddenly showed up, claiming he'd saved her daughter, had been incredibly kind.
How many people would praise her daughter's disability and unladylike hobbies as amazing talents?
Her own husband certainly never had. To Miharu, Takuya was a grateful savior.
That sparked an inexplicable trust in him.
Suzuki Miharu was a wonderful person one-on-one, but as the head of a household, she wasn't great.
She was the type people vouched for or easily scammed—too soft-eared.
Of course, it couldn't be helped.
Her life had been like a flower in a greenhouse.
Her father had only taught her bridal lessons and how to get good grades to marry well, leaving her clueless about the real world.
Even when she thrust Haruka into society, avoiding scams was pure luck.
But she wasn't so simple-minded as to decide her daughter's future on a whim.
Though her heart was already leaning that way.
'Honestly, she can't keep going like this much longer...'
To talk with her daughter, Miharu had been studying computers bit by bit, so she knew.
Haruka already had far deeper knowledge than her mother.
And she couldn't satisfy that thirst for knowledge herself.
So she agonized.
If she trusted this Takuya boy and let Haruka chase her dreams...
Wouldn't her daughter learn so much more? Live a far better life than her worthless mother?
Miharu couldn't shake those thoughts.
'I don't know...'
She didn't. More used to following others' opinions than voicing her own, this situation was tough for Miharu.
Still, to avoid burdening her daughter despite her naivety, she racked her brain for compromises.
'Yeah... even if it's a scam, I can back out quick... it's just a verbal agreement anyway...'
With her mind made up, Miharu headed to Haruka's room to hear from the person most involved.
"Haruka~"
She called sweetly as usual, but oddly, no reply came.
Assuming Haruka was just focused like always, Miharu cautiously opened the door.
"No one's here?"
The empty room startled her.
Where was the girl who should be tinkering with her computer?
With that thought, worst-case scenarios flooded her mind.
'N-no, kidnapped?'
But Haruka's tall frame made kidnapping unlikely, so she concluded Haruka was somewhere in the house.
So where was she?
"Haruka! Where are you!"
She called louder, but still no answer.
Miharu searched everywhere.
'She's nowhere...'
As she truly began fearing the worst, one unchecked spot came to mind.
'The bathroom.'
The place she hadn't gone because Takuya was bathing.
That was the last spot left.
Realizing it, Miharu hesitated but gathered courage to check.
If Haruka wasn't there, she'd explain to Takuya and sincerely apologize.
Before entering the bathroom, she opened the door to the adjacent laundry room.
Slap♥! Slap♥! Slap♥! Slap♥! Slap♥! Slap♥!
[Haa♥ So goood♥ Hnngh♥ My puhhssy's buurning♥ Kyah♥ It feels too gooood♥]
The rough slapping of flesh came with her beloved daughter's vulgar moans—ones she'd never heard before.
Stunned at first, Miharu saw silhouettes in the steam-fogged bathroom mirror and understood.
Her daughter and that Takuya were having sex.
The shock made her want to burst in immediately.
But her feet wouldn't move.
Because she was all grown up? Because she trusted Takuya? Because Haruka seemed to like him?
No. None of that.
She was just aroused by those vulgar moans—wanting to hear more. That's why she froze.
'Why...?'
Miharu couldn't comprehend it.
Why she was getting so turned on.
Miharu simply couldn't understand.