Chapter 179
Chapter 179
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 179
Chapter Title: Hassan Learning Aura #5
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Swish.
I gazed at Hippolyte, who was lying in the shade, panting heavily.
Her bronze skin glistened with sweat, and her taut abdomen rose and fell with each breath—truly a sight of perfect firmness and beauty.
Her slender waist, without an ounce of excess fat, was something many women would envy. But what about those massive breasts that didn't match it at all?
They were downright outrageous.
Just looking at them sent electric shocks tingling through my entire body, straight to the back of my head.
Damn, she's hot.
Truth be told, I really love women's breasts. I like them regardless of size, but bigger ones are better—it's just instinct for a man.
Swish.
So, I slipped my finger into the hole at the bottom of Hippolyte's crop top.
The cleavage was slick with sweat, easily accommodating a single finger.
Soft.
My index finger, enveloped in that plush flesh, felt like it was being squeezed in heaven itself.
“Ugh….”
Hippolyte squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away, as if utterly humiliated. At the same time, she seemed detached, like she'd given up on everything.
“Hurry up… get it over with….”
“Get what over with?”
“Planting your filthy barbarian seed in my womb….”
Hippolyte just wanted this situation to end, no matter what.
She bit her lower lip anxiously, and even I could tell she was in a pretty distressed state.
I simply slid my finger in and out between her breasts.
Slide, squish, squish.
The warm, tight flesh parting around it felt so good it was addictive.
Maybe that's why there's a hole there—to do stuff like this.
“Hey, Hippolyte. Mind if I ask something? Why'd you cut a hole here?”
“B-Because sweat pools there….”
She answered in a hesitant, crawling voice, lacking confidence.
Makes sense—with breasts as huge as Hippolyte's, sweat would build up between the underside and the chest. So she made it for ventilation.
It was a practical reason, but seeing her underboob fully exposed like that drove me wild with excitement from head to toe.
How amazing would it feel to shove my hard cock in there and thrust away?
For now, I settled for vicarious satisfaction, wedging in two fingers—no, three—and scraping around.
“Hnngh, ugh, hngh, wh-what are you… doing…?”
But Hippolyte just trembled, clueless about my intentions. Still, my fingers kept wriggling between those oppressively tight breasts.
That should do it.
I untied my pants and pulled out my rigidly erect cock. Hippolyte's eyes widened in shock at the sight.
“It's… so… b-big…!?”
Come to think of it, she'd never properly seen it before. In the barn, it had all been fumbling in the dark.
It's not even that big, but seeing her tremble in exaggerated fear felt amazing.
And hey, now that she mentioned it, my cock seemed a bit bigger. Did it grow with my level-up?
Anyway, that wasn't the point right now. I hadn't pulled it out just to compare sizes.
Slide.
I pushed my cock straight into that sweaty, voluptuous cleavage.
Squish.
The sensation of my most sensitive, hottest part being squeezed by warm flesh nearly fried my brain.
“Th-The breasts? You can't impregnate someone there. Why…?”
But Hippolyte seemed oblivious to why I was doing this. Didn't she know the destructive power of her massive tits?
Thinking about it, she always seemed oblivious to her body's allure. Her usual outfit was like maximum-exposure training gear.
Was she deliberately seducing men? Nah, her views on chastity were weirdly rigid, so probably not.
Had she never realized her own sex appeal?
The thought crossed my mind for a second, but the incredible feeling of being sandwiched in that soft cleavage made me stop caring.
Slide, slide. Squish, squish.
I slowly rocked my hips back and forth, and as expected—no, beyond my expectations—a dense, plush pleasure surged from my lower body up through my spine to shake my brain.
Fucking incredible.
“Ugh, it's… h-hot….”
Hippolyte couldn't push me away and just fidgeted in confusion as I rubbed my huge cock between her breasts.
This was basically me enjoying it solo, so I grabbed her tits with my free hand, squeezing them together to increase the pressure on my cock. Felt even better.
Knead, knead.
“Ahng, ang, s-stop, this is… this is weird…!”
Kneading those huge tits while rubbing my dick between them.
It felt like a dream—no thoughts, just bliss.
Was this a dream? Maybe I'd been knocked out by that solar plexus punch from Hippolyte ages ago, and this was all in my head?
The idea melted away any lingering morals or inhibitions.
Not satisfied with just kneading her huge breasts with both hands, I pinched her nipples between thumb and index finger, twisting them.
“Ahn, ugh, th-this isn't… hn, hngh—!”
Hippolyte twitched and squirmed, at a total loss.
I'd heard women with big breasts are less sensitive there, but Hippolyte was the opposite. Rumors really aren't reliable.
“Wh-Why just the breasts… ugh, ngh—.”
“I'm gonna cum… inside your tits.”
Seeing her troubled face made me feel so damn good.
Toppling an adventurer several times stronger than me and doing whatever I wanted with her body—this was peak.
So, I thrust my hips faster, like I was impregnating her breasts.
Slap, slap, squelch.
Sweat and various fluids made her cleavage slick, producing truly lewd sounds.
“Ugh, ahh, ngh.”
Hippolyte let out little moans with each thrust.
Her lower body started writhing subtly, suggesting she was getting pretty turned on just from this skin-on-skin breast stimulation.
She feels it so well.
I'd heard some women are surprisingly insensitive, which can be an issue. A woman who responds like this must be blessed.
Slide, slide.
I kept twisting and pinching her nipples while rocking my hips.
“Ahh, ugh, th-this is weird. This isn't it, this isn't what I… barbarian…! Demon…! Beast…!”
Curses spilled from her lips with each thrust. Finally, I squeezed her tits tight and unleashed inside.
Spurt, spurt, gush.
“Guh, so… h-hot…!”
Even I was surprised by the sheer volume—way more than I'd imagined.
Slide.
Pulling out from that deep cleavage, thick white semen dribbled down. God, what a lewd sight.
Hippolyte touched the mess between her breasts with her palm, scooping some onto her finger and furrowing her brow slightly.
“This… smells weird…. Kinda like flowers, though….”
Probably her first time seeing cum up close. It could be intriguing at first—smells a bit like night-blooming flowers.
But that innocent expression made it impossible for me to hold back.
“Here, stand up and grab the tree.”
I pulled her up and had her grip the trunk shading us overhead.
Her waist wobbled like all strength had left it, but with my help, she managed to cling to the tree base and stand.
“Samaritan, when did your strength… get this strong…? It's different… from last time….”
Her voice trembled, as if scared by my brute force.
But I ignored it, slowly and carefully peeling down the thin panties draped over her ass.
Slide.
“N-No…!”
She clamped her thighs together in resistance, like she didn't want them removed.
I pried her thighs apart just enough and yanked the shorts down to her calves.
“Hnng….”
The athletic woman's signature hip-up ass came into view.
Her tight glutes framed a clenched pink anus, and below, her pussy dripped stringy fluids onto the pulled-down panties—eye-searingly harmful.
Yeah. This lower body was dangerous.
Couldn't just leave it alone.
Slide.
“To endure such… humiliation….”
Hippolyte shivered, but I casually extended my index finger and stroked between her wet ass cheeks.
Squelch.
Spread.
Parting her labia revealed vivid pink. The twitching hole still bore faint traces of her ruptured hymen.
“Pretty pussy.”
“Pr-Pretty…!?”
“I've seen plenty. This one's top-tier.”
“Hnngh, ugh, y-you've seen… lots of women's….”
Of course, I'd only seen a couple in real life, padding my knowledge with porn, but no need to explain.
My cock, fresh off one ejaculation, stood rigid again toward that quivering hole.
Hippolyte's pussy was already soaked, but before shoving in, there was something else I wanted to try.
Squelch, squelch.
I slid one finger into her drenched pussy. Vividly felt the wet walls wrap around my hand.
A feeling totally different from her breasts.
So this is a woman's—Hippolyte's—pussy.
“Nnghaaa… wh-what just went in… hnngh….”
I couldn't finger Luna like this because of her purity vow, so this was a rare chance.
Slide, slide, squelch, squish. Pshht, pyuuk.
Her insides clung to my finger like it wouldn't let go. Super tight, too.
But it felt a bit tame, so I pushed in my middle finger alongside.
“Ngh, ugh—! It's… th-thicker….”
Hippolyte's reaction changed dramatically. Her trembling knees gave out, and she slid down the tree.
“Haa, haa, ughaa, guh….”
Now she was face-down on the ground, upper body prone, ass raised high in a vulgar pose. Not like a gold-tier adventurer—more like a bitch in heat.
And I found that sight incredibly arousing and endearing.
Squelch, squish, stab, stab.
Like in porn, I curled my fingers and gently scraped her warm, winding insides.
Each time, indescribable fluids gushed out, soaking my hand to the wrist. Proof she was excited by my touch—felt great.
“How's it feel? What does a finger feel like?”
“Ahn, ungh, th-that… haa, ahh, ugh, hngh…. Don't knooow…. How far… will you defile me….”
Hippolyte could only moan incoherently now.
But her pussy clenched steadily, making it hard to move my fingers.
“It's clenching too much. Who’s the demon here, Hippolyte?”
I smacked her ass with my other hand—not hard, just loud.
Smack—!
The sharp sound startled her into a scream.
“Kyaa—!”
Ironically, it was the lewdest, most feminine sound she'd made yet.
Her pussy clamped down hard on my fingers, numbing them.
What?
Maybe.
Maybe Hippolyte gets off on being spanked?
Testing it, I smacked her ass again.
Smack—!
“Hek, ngh, guh!”
She yelped shortly, twitching and clawing at the sand with her palms.
Her insides spasmed in contractions and relaxations.
I didn't know everything about women's bodies, but recalling Luna, this was light orgasm territory—twitching convulsions.
“Hippolyte, do you like getting spanked?”
“N-No, I… I don't yield to violence…!”
“I see—you like it rough. Got it. I'll do you like a real barbarian. Force you hard.”
“F-Force…!?”
She convulsed in genuine shock.
Sure, saying something embarrassing dented my own pride a bit, but staring at her twitching pussy made me stop caring.
Squelch.
I withdrew my fingers and pressed my lower body against her.
“I'm getting you pregnant today.”
“P-Pregnant…! N-Nooo, I don't wanna be a barbarian's wife…!”
My cockhead slowly parted her tight, wet, sticky entrance. Wrinkled walls clung vividly to my shaft.
Squish.
“Guhk, nngkgh…!”
Hippolyte raked the tree with her nails, enduring the sensation.
Her lower body's grip was insane—resistant yet sucking me in.
Fueled by defiance, I slammed my hips forward.
Thrust.
My tip hit something deep inside her.
“Krgh, t-too… deeeep…!”