The First Night (2)
“…Are you seriously asking me to do it with my mouth here?”
“If you don't like your mouth, you can do it with your pussy instead.”
“Th-that’s not allowed. My waist will hurt so much I won't be able to walk. Last time, I couldn't even get out of bed all day…”
The day after I had "imparted some manners" into Winnie’s pussy, she hadn't shown her face, holed up in her house all day. So that was because of the pain in her waist.
“Let’s talk after you come inside first.”
I pulled Winnie in and shut the door. I could see her pupils trembling with even more anxiety.
“…No, I told you, it’s not happening.”
“If you make a scene out there, the servants might come. They’ve cleared out for now out of consideration for me and the Countess, but as it gets late, some of the more curious ones might wander by. If someone were to see you and me together instead of me doing the deed I’m supposed to be doing on my wedding night… you know what would happen, right?”
Of course, it was a lie. No matter how curious they were, no servant had the guts to peek at a noble’s private affairs. It was information I’d heard from Monica before the regression. She’d said she made sure no one would enter until morning because she was embarrassed about anyone hearing her voice. Thinking about it now, it was a strangely innocent, maiden-like order.
Winnie, having no way of knowing it was a lie, followed my words and stepped into the room. The sound of the door locking itself with a clack made her flinch, a sight so pathetic it was almost endearing.
With her path of retreat blocked, I approached her, thrusting my cock forward like a sword.
“You agreed to do it for me instead of Monica, didn't you?”
What Winnie had asked of me was that I not have sex with Monica, and that I deposit my seed inside her. Having accepted those two requests, I had set two conditions of my own. One of them was that Winnie would perform the sexual act in her place.
“You could just do it with the Lady of Rystein.”
“Vera?”
I was planning to do it with Vera after I was done with Winnie once. At this rate, it seemed difficult to get Winnie’s voluntary cooperation. I didn't want to force her, though.
At that moment, an idea popped into my head.
“Well, if you’re that against it, I can’t help it.”
I turned my body and headed back toward the bed. As I pulled back the covers, I saw Monica sleeping soundly in the nude. She didn't look half-bad when she was just lying still like this. When I spread Monica’s thighs, her tightly closed pussy, swollen red from the earlier stimulation, was revealed. The trace of the white liquid I’d deposited trickling down made it look as if her pussy was drooling.
I saw Winnie hurriedly taking in the sight.
“I can just use Monica’s pussy, after all.”
“That’s not what we promised…!”
Winnie couldn't even protest loudly, afraid that Monica might wake up from the noise.
“You were trying to break your promise, too.”
“No, I didn't mean I wouldn't do it, I just meant we should go outside and…”
I stood my cock up like a club and slapped Monica’s plump pussy, making a thwack sound. When Monica tossed and turned with a moan, Winnie stiffened. I wasn't worried, though, as I knew Monica didn't wake up easily once she was satisfied.
“There’s a hole right here I can use without going outside, so why would I bother? And wasn't the condition that you’d do it for me whenever and wherever I wanted?”
“First, put that away and let’s talk.”
As I let go, my cock dropped right onto the crevice. As I tried to rub it against her, Winnie hugged my waist to stop me.
“D-don’t do that…”
“I told you there was a way to stop me. If you can’t stop me, then I’m taking Monica’s virginity.”
Winnie tried to block me with her whole body, but I could lift someone like her just by using the strength in my waist.
“Fine, I’ll do it here…”
Winnie finally surrendered. At the edge of the bed, Monica lay with her legs spread. Standing between those legs, I began to sway my hips.
“Ngh, mph… slurp.”
Winnie was kneeling right in front of Monica’s pussy.
“Oh, this feels like I’m thrusting into Monica.”
At my words, Winnie’s eyebrows furrowed. She was doing this to prevent that, so hearing me say such things must have been frustrating. But Winnie’s mouth-pussy felt so good that I was just saying that to delay my ejaculation while thinking of Monica. Just the thought of having sex with Monica was enough to make my cock go limp.
“Slurp, slurp. Hmph, mm, mm… Gulp…”
Winnie was certainly smart. It hadn't even been a full day since she started using her mouth, but she seemed to have already grasped how to use her mouth-pussy to some extent. She couldn't swallow most of my cock, but she didn't gag even when the glans occasionally touched the back of her throat. At least when I inserted half of my cock, that warm, wet, and lewd hole could literally be called a pussy.
Feeling like I was going to ejaculate too quickly, I pulled on Winnie’s arms to stop her movements. Winnie, who had been holding her arms up and moving only her neck while held by me, looked up at me with dissatisfaction. Her smooth, curved armpits seemed to be looking up at me as well.
“Sucking only the front part is just teasing. Shall I put it in deeper?”
“Mph, mmm…”
With my cock still in her mouth, she whined to express her opinion as much as she could. I couldn't resist such coquetry.
“Then here I go?”
I pulled Winnie’s arms and pushed my cock forward. The glans forced its way in, seeking the spot I had visited earlier in the day. Winnie seemed to have anticipated the sudden attack to some extent, so her reaction wasn't as violent as I’d thought. Kugh, kugh—though coughing seemed to be an unavoidable physiological phenomenon.
The way water welled up in the corners of her eyes was both pitiful and something that stimulated my sadism. Once her coughing subsided to a degree, I began to move my hips again.
“Don’t lose your posture, hold on tight.”
Inside the violently reacting mouth-pussy, I stroked the small, plump tongue lying smoothly inside with my cock. It felt less like Winnie’s tongue was licking my cock and more like my cock was licking her tongue. Every time the glans touched her soft throat, it clung to me, providing a different kind of stimulation than a tightening grip. The small opening began to feel cramped.
“I’m coming!”
I thrust my cock to the back of her throat and released my semen as if I were urinating. My cock, which had been erect for such a long time, seemed to be demanding its reward. Winnie, unable to escape because I was holding her arms and neck, had no choice but to receive the massive ejaculation down her throat.
I could tell what she wanted to say just by looking at her eyes. ‘You’re too much!’ But what could I do when she was just so perfect to tease?
Seeing the semen flowing out through her nostrils like snot only made my cock grow harder.
Gulp—gulp—
Her small, feminine Adam’s apple moved as the semen disappeared into Winnie’s belly.
“Phew…”
As I pulled my cock out of her mouth-pussy, Winnie made a sound like someone who had just finished diving. Perhaps because the amount of semen Winnie had swallowed was quite large, there wasn't much left in her mouth.
“Hauum.”
Not stopping there, Winnie took my cock into her mouth again as if to clean it. This time, she used her tongue to lick every corner of the glans, drinking up even the remaining semen.
“Hhh… are you done now?”
“…No?”
I flipped Winnie’s body over to show her buttocks. Wrapped in a scrap of fabric different from what she’d been wearing earlier, a more lewd and alluring peach was visible. Her thighs were slightly pressed by the tightness of her stockings. Below that were her legs wrapped in straight-stretched stockings, and above, her healthy-looking thighs and buttocks boasted pure white flesh.
I could see a black string-thong, more mature than usual. It was a different shape from the one Vera had been wearing, but both were equally lewd.
I brought my cock to Winnie’s pussy, which was wetter than usual. Perhaps it was the thought of doing it in front of Monica, but I felt incredibly aroused. As I thrust it in, Winnie bowed her head deeply and shuddered. That wasn't fun.
I grabbed her arms again and pulled them back, forcing Winnie’s body to arch. This way, Winnie couldn't bow her head. And what was visible in front of her was—
“Ugh,”
Seeing Monica’s pussy, Winnie must have been aroused, as I suddenly felt her pussy tighten even more. Winnie’s virgin (formerly) pussy, which was already tight from lack of experience, squeezed as if it would snap my cock in two.
“Ugh, ugh, hah!”
Unable to hold back her excitement, moans began to escape her lips. Her light body, which bounced every time I thrust upward, gradually moved forward. Eventually, Winnie’s face was so close it was buried between Monica’s crotch.
“Hut, don’t show me things like this…”
“Isn't this what you wanted to see the most?”
When I let go of her arms, Winnie’s body, which had been holding tension, collapsed. Winnie buried her head into Monica’s pussy. After hesitating for a few moments, she finally began to lick Monica’s pussy frantically.
Perhaps Monica felt the stimulation of her erogenous zones even while sleeping, as she let out a small moan.
There. The completion of a sex act where no one gets hurt.