Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Please Let Me Cum...♡
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A handsome man and a beautiful woman lay naked on the bed.
The bedroom brimmed with an erotic tension, as if they might soon whisper sweet words of love into each other's ears and join their bodies together.
Sunlight filtering through the curtains revealed it was still midday, but the room—darkened to resemble night with its soft, dim lighting—created the perfect atmosphere for lovemaking.
This was the dream scenario I'd longed for.
If I'd ever had a lover, I'd wanted to share a bed during the daytime, while the sun was high.
Of course, that was back when I was a man.
"Nervous?"
"Wouldn't you be?"
I shot back with a hint of resentment.
This was so unfair.
To lose my virginity like this.
And not as the one doing the inserting, but as the one getting penetrated.
"Still, it's a relief."
"What's... so relieving?"
"No need to worry about getting pregnant, even if you cum inside by accident."
The princess rolled onto her side and flashed a dazzling smile.
Don't say that with a smile like that!
I glared at her with utter contempt.
By now, my fear of the princess had completely vanished.
Well, not entirely—it was frightening in a whole different way.
That massive cock...!
Imagining it churning up my insides from here on out filled me with dread.
It was going to hurt like hell.
It'd hurt so much I'd end up bawling my eyes out.
"It was just a joke to help you relax. Was it that bad?"
Was that her idea of consideration?
No.
No way.
I still didn't fully understand this woman, but someone who groped my ass whenever she felt like it couldn't possibly have any consideration to spare.
"Princess, that was truly vulgar."
"Haha."
Still, her ridiculous comment had eased my tension somewhat.
Stalling like this was pointless anyway.
If it had to be done, better to get it over with quickly.
And yet...
"H-How... does it start for the first time?"
I knew the theory.
Insert the man's cock into the woman's pussy.
Sex begins.
Friction between genitals leads to climax.
Sex ends.
But not everything in this world can be executed perfectly just because you know the theory.
"We should start with foreplay."
"Ah... f-fore... play... right... yeah..."
"This time, I'll suck you off. Since Lady Withbel did it for me last time."
"Eh?"
The princess turned her body and positioned herself astride me.
Her massive shadow swallowed my petite frame whole.
"I'm new to this too, so I might be clumsy, but I know exactly how to make a woman feel good."
"Ah...!"
The princess's hand seized one of my ample breasts.
It deformed under the pressure but pushed back against her fingers all the same.
"Lady Withbel's tits are huge. At this size, we should call them milk bags."
"P-Please don't say that..."
"A bit of dirty talk is essential during sex."
The princess grabbed my breast and shook it.
"Hnnngh...!"
When she tugged hard, it stretched out long and lewdly shaped.
"So heavy too. What's even inside these things?"
"I-I don't know... how should I know...?"
"You're an excellent mage, Lady Withbel, so it's probably filled with mana. Mana pouches, huh."
"Ugh...!"
Her grip tightened even more.
The resistance from my breast grew fiercer.
My plump areola bulged up vulgarly, as if it might burst free any second.
"Shall we check?"
Gripping my breast like a handle, the princess slowly brought her mouth to my nipple.
As her breath drew nearer, every nerve in my body focused on that nipple.
In that instant, she chomped down on my swollen nipple.
"Haaang...!!"
My back arched and bucked.
The stimulation hit my nipple, but my hips were the ones reacting.
Chew, chew.
Like gnawing tough meat, she bit and ground her molars into my areola.
Terror gripped me—what if she tore it right off?—mingled with the pain of her teeth digging in, making my body tremble.
And that was... as shameful as it is to admit, it felt good.
Arousal welled up in my lower belly.
"Chewy."
"P-Please don't phrase it like that..."
"They say inverted nipples are extra sensitive, and it seems true. Like this."
"Hyak...!"
"Just a light flick with my finger, and you let out such a cute scream. Or maybe Lady Withbel just has pathetic nipples."
"I said don't phrase it like thaaat..."
I covered my face with both hands.
I'd wondered if girls really did that when embarrassed.
It was an instinctive avoidance, as if hiding it from sight erased the shame.
The princess relentlessly chewed and sucked only my left nipple.
Were my nipples really that pathetic...?
Pleasure built gradually, until I felt a twitching in my urethra.
I knew exactly what that sensation meant now.
The signal of climax.
"Ah... aaah... hnn...!"
I panted like air leaking from a balloon, eyes wide open.
To hold back the orgasm, I clenched my urethra.
But a woman's urethra is far weaker than a man's—no amount of clenching could stop it.
Like hot spring water, it surged up from my bladder at rapid speed.
"Hnnngggghhh...!!"
I bit my lower lip, hips bucking as I came.
The jet from my urethra shot up forcefully, soaking the princess's rock-hard abs looming over me.
My climax fluid splattered everywhere upon impact.
"Haha, not mana pouches after all, huh? Instead of mana, you're squirting pussy juice from down here."
"Haa... haa..."
My vision sparkled.
Silver stars twinkled across the world.
The princess seemed to be saying something insulting, but all I heard was a piercing ring in my ears.
One more line added.
94 left now.
Pathetic—cumming already during foreplay.
"Hyaut...?!"
As I gasped for breath to douse the embers of orgasm, the princess's thick tongue trailed saliva down my belly.
"You've been waiting for this, right? Now I'll suck here."
"I... I wasn't waiting..."
The princess grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide.
My hips had gone limp, leaving me defenseless as my crotch splayed open.
"Every time I see it, Lady Withbel's pink pussy hair is so fascinating."
"P-Pussy... hair...?!"
"Why are you so shocked? That's what you call it."
"Ugh...!"
The princess yanked my pubic hair, as if trying to rip it out.
Pluck, pluck.
A few strands actually came loose.
Such rough handling.
Shouldn't a woman's body be treated more gently and carefully?
She was a woman herself—she ought to know.
"Sniiiiff."
Suddenly, the princess buried her nose in my pussy and inhaled deeply.
"Such a lewd scent wafting out."
"Ugh... uuu..."
"No matter how much you claim with your mouth that you're a man, your body is unmistakably female. Releasing pheromones that drive males wild like this."
"I-It’s a physiological response...!"
"Physiological, when you don't even get periods."
"Not that kind of—!"
"I know. Just teasing."
The princess, still sniffing my pussy scent, spread it open with her thumb.
A sticky *schlurp* sounded, like smacking her lips.
"Wow, pretty pink."
"D-Don't... narrate... every detail..."
"It's good to know what color the inside of your own pussy is."
"Good for what...!"
I flailed my legs in irritation, but pinned by her hands, I couldn't move properly.
"Looks sweet—let's see what it tastes like."
The princess wrapped her arms around my thighs, pulling them tight to immobilize my lower body, then brought her mouth to my pussy.
My lower lips kissed her upper ones with a *smack*.
And then.
*Slurrrrp!*
With an exaggerated slurp, she sucked up my pussy juices.
She was seriously tasting it.
*Smack.* "Salty. Looks like a ripe peach, though. Still delicious. The kind I'd want to eat every day."
Like biting into a peach, the princess sank her teeth into my plump labia.
* * *
How much time had passed?
Through my hazy vision, I checked the wall clock—one hour.
Yes, the princess had spent a full hour eating my pussy.
*Slurrrp, sluuuurp, chuup!*
My pussy juices flowed like maple syrup.
She drank it all like a man lost in the desert finding an oasis.
Sucked, sucked, sucked.
After an hour of it, my pussy lips had softened like melting butter.
And amazingly, no new lines had been added in that time.
She'd stop sucking right as I neared climax, only to resume after the peak passed—controlling my pleasure with expert precision.
It was torture, being brought to the edge but never allowed over.
"P-Prin... cess... p-please... hnn... now... let me..."
Even my tongue had melted.
My mind was foggy, like it was filled with mist.
The only thought was a thirst to swallow that cool rush of release.
"I'd love to savor this for another hour."
Peeling a strand of pink pubic hair from her lips, the princess smiled.
"Want to cum?"
I nodded desperately, gazing up at her with pleading eyes.
Shame?
I didn't care anymore.
Right now, I just wanted to cum.
"Then beg for it."
"Eh...?"
A mischievous grin played on the princess's lips.
"Spread your pussy yourself and beg me to shove my cock in. Do that, and I'll let you cum right away."
"Th-That's..."
I'm a man.
This was for research purposes, but I wouldn't debase myself by spreading my own pussy and begging for cock.
That's what I'd resolved.
But my reason had melted away after an hour of foreplay.
This is part of the research too...
For the sake of research...
Muttering such excuses to shed the heavy guilt, I lifted my hips.
I spread my legs into an M and pulled apart my outer labia with both hands.
My clenched folds parted with a *schlorp*.
Drip, drip.
My pussy hole twitched, thick nectar oozing out.
"P-Please... let me cum...♡"
Just this once.
Really, just today.
This wasn't abandoning my manhood—it was a momentary lapse.