Training Time for Erti (3)
“Hngh?!!”
The reaction was just as expected. A cock of exceptional size.
Even just barely parting her folds made me wonder if this thing could really fit inside a woman. For a moment, even I doubted it myself.
But I didn't stop. Instead, I focused my strength at the tip of the glans and thrust into Erti without hesitation.
“Agh!! It hurts... it hurts!!”
Of course it did. Inside Erti's pussy, just as she'd boasted, I could feel the proof of her virginity—that pristine barrier.
A holy sword, yet they've replicated it so faithfully.
Why would a holy sword's virginity mimic a human's so perfectly? Curiosity flickered, but now was the time to surrender to instinct.
Erti screamed in agony, but from the inserting side, it wasn't so tight that force alone wouldn't suffice.
I'd already coated the soft flesh of her entrance by rubbing the glans against it, slicking it thoroughly with her juices.
With more pressure on the embedded glans, I finally tore through Erti's hymen.
“Kyaa!! It hurts!! It hurts so much... ahh...”
The moment of deflowering. Pulling back slightly revealed a trickle of bright crimson virgin blood. Losing her hymen didn't suddenly widen her insides, though.
As I pushed in beyond the glans, Erti's eyes welled with tears from the intense pain.
An unexpectedly narrow pussy.
Probably because it was a place untouched by a man for so long, truly pure. Compared to human women, Erti's was exceptional.
Naturally, that tightness sent sharp jolts of pleasure echoing through my cock. Part of me wanted to ignore her reactions and ravage her to slake my lust.
But that would wound a man's pride.
Of course, I could make even a virgin like her crave cock in no time. Taming one greenhorn virgin wouldn't be hard, holy sword or not.
Right now, I wanted to see Erti—screaming in pain—quickly addicted, moaning like a bitch in heat.
Maybe give her a little time to adjust.
I paused the insertion. Right now, only the glans and about a finger's width of shaft below it were inside.
A mere fraction of the Tyrant's length, but enough to reduce Erti to sobs. She needed time to get used to it first.
“It must hurt a lot, your first time.”
I said softly, wiping the tears streaming down her cheek with my fingertips.
“It hurts... it hurts... your thing here... your cock is too big... I can't take it... ugh...”
“No need to rush. Instead of the pain, think back to that sexual thrill you felt earlier.”
Like training her, I spoke gently now, a far cry from my earlier roughness. Still buried inside her, I pulled her into an embrace.
The plush give of her breasts pressing firmly against my chest felt incredible.
“The pain is only temporary. Pleasure will come soon enough.”
“Ugh... when it's this painful... is that really true?”
“Trust me and let go. You'll understand soon.”
Perhaps because I was kinder than expected, Erti's tears slowed. Then she hugged me tightly in return.
“Good. Now, Erti, relax your hips and lower body a bit more. The tenser you are, the stiffer your muscles get, and the worse the pain.”
“Y-yes...”
She obeyed readily. Her trembling legs, flailing uncertainly in the air, now calmly wrapped around my waist.
She closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly.
I read her intent without words. I kissed her again, yielding my tongue and lips so hers could savor my taste, mingling saliva freely.
“Hmph... mmph... slurp... ngh...♡”
The penetration held steady. Yet her pained reactions gave way to nasal moans again.
In response, the vaginal walls clenching like they might crush my cock began to ease.
Not exactly loosening, but wrapping around my shaft more naturally, her folds and ridges embracing it.
That sensation surely coaxed out my pre-cum. Raw insertion, no contraception. Its numbing effect was kicking in for Erti.
“Mmph... hnggh...♡”
Parting our lips briefly drew a moan from her. A sign she'd grown accustomed enough. I whispered in her ear.
“Then... shall we move again, Erti?”
Her glazed eyes answered.
“Y-yes... again... please... Yulian...♡”
***
A fine response. Sometime ago, she'd even switched from calling me “you” to “Yulian.”
I began moving the cock I'd kept buried until then. Pulling back slightly dragged her clinging pussy flesh along the shaft.
Fuu... this is maddening.
The pleasure hit like lightning. The intense pressure made withdrawal just as stimulating.
“Hngh... mm... ugh... hng...”
Erti seemed to be getting used to the sensations in her pussy, too.
She still looked pained, but she was starting to notice the pleasure spreading downward.
Emboldened, I quickened the pace. A piston motion that might frustrate other heroines, but enough to qualify as proper sex.
“Hng... mm... haa... haa...”
And that tempo proved right—Erti's reactions shifted.
Clearly, for her, this was the first taste of penetration's ecstasy. The moment she truly savored a man's flavor.
Squelch-squelch-squelch—
Her already soaked pussy gushed even more nectar, pooling on the bedsheets.
That much slickness might dilute the grip for some men, but her tightness made it no issue. If anything, it smoothed the thrusts, letting me go harder.
“Haaang... mm... good... so good... hngh... ah... haaang...♡”
Her juices thickened, heightening the skin-on-skin bliss. I drove my hips more aggressively.
As speed built, her massive breasts jiggled up and down. Even lying back, they held their ripe peach shape—magnificent tits.
Watching Erti, fresh from virginity, discover sex's joys stoked my lust further.
Maintaining the pistoning, I leaned forward. Palms and lips devoured those nearby breasts.
No real taste, of course. But their fatty fullness was more satisfying than any delicacy this moment.
“Haa... so good... getting pounded... first time... hurts but... cock filling me feels so weirdly good... good... ♡ Kyaaang!!”
Moaning in delight, Erti hugged me again. She whispered in my ear.
“But since it's my first time... do you... like it, Yulian? Does Erti's inside... feel good?”
Of course—too good for words. An amateur virgin pussy, but a holy sword's was different within.
So hard to enter at first, yet now molding perfectly to my cock.
If I were the holy sword this instant, Erti was the sheath made for me.
I answered by slamming harder.
“Haaang...♡ Aaang...♡ Good... cock... head's going crazy... haaang!!”
Yet even amid her cries, she kept asking.
“Aaang...♡ Still... tell me...!! Erti's a holy sword... you've taken a holy sword's virginity... tell me how it feels... say it's good...!!”
A spinster cherishing her first romance, it seemed. Even mid-thrust, her demands poured out. Her pussy clenched sharply, nearly catching me off-guard.
Holding back ejaculation, I indulged her.
“Not bad, Erti. Our compatibility seems fine.”
“R-really? Erti feels good?”
Precisely her body, but I affirmed.
“Yes. You're a usable woman.”
“More... nicer...”
“Your white hair outshines Essemont's eternal snows in purity and beauty. That lovely face rivals any empire virgin.”
“Yes...♡ So... you harbored feelings for Erti too...♡”
A bit embarrassing, but the praise intensified her squeeze. No reason not to for that pleasure.
“I knew it... Erti's a holy sword, a masterpiece forged by gods...♡ You can't help but find me beautiful... haa... haaang...♡”
Oddly, praise drove this holy sword wilder. Her lower half changed feel. Hips arching bow-like, she neared climax.
I couldn't hold back anymore. Praising her myself felt strange, but this voluptuous white-haired beauty...
Pounding her was supreme bliss. To maximize it, I launched the final sprint.
“Uwaang... pound me... pound me!! I'm cumming!!”
Squirt-squirt-squirt—
Her beneath grew drenched. With it, I unleashed thick semen deep inside Erti.
***
In the end, lucid dreaming for all-night sword training failed thanks to Erti.
Handjob followed by a messy second creampie. But after days of deprivation, it barely sated my lust.
So I kept pounding her until dawn nearly broke.
First time for her. Once awakened to fleshly joys, her attitude shifted dramatically.
Not her usual arrogance, but astonishing clinginess, begging for more sex.
No time left for sword practice...
But gains aplenty. The all-night debauchery, blood boiling, familiarized me with this body.
No—not just getting used to this pathetic form.
I've elevated my cultivation and sword skills enough to wield even this body adeptly.
Yes. Sex is full-body exercise. Even in this commoner's shell, awakening all senses honed my movements.
Swordsmanship isn't body-dependent. It's wielding any body like a tool, drawing maximum potential.
Thus, my new cultivation method—the Fusion Technique—was ready for the next stage.
Master it without overload here, and returning to my original body will double the effects.
Optimal efficiency, in other words. Awakening, I washed up simply and headed to the kitchen table.
Erti served faithfully for all three meals, not just dinner. Breakfast was lavish as expected.
These... aren't they all stamina-boosting foods?
Overly opulent for morning. Iseland's renowned aphrodisiac ingredients filled the table.
We sat side by side. But Erti avoided my eyes.
“What's wrong, Erti?”
I said shamelessly. Last night's debauchery? Just a dream upon ending.
To me, no big deal.
But for her ego-sword spirit, it was unmistakably her first. Sure enough, she hesitantly asked about last night.