Aria Learns from Beatrice

"I told you. You'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠end up wanting it too."

"If only you hadn't always shown me like that..."

"So just seeing it gets you so worked up that you're begging me to fuck you? You're more of a pervert than I thought, aren't you?"

"...Enough!"

Aria turned her head as if to say no more. But the moment she stepped in here, she might as well have already fallen into my hands.

My fingers had already begun stripping off Aria's maid uniform. There was no resisting touch. Rather, she relaxed her body to make it easier for me to undress her.

The center of her pure white panties was damp. In an instant, I slid ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the waistband down.

"Pfft."

"Why are you laughing!"

I couldn't help but laugh the moment I saw the state of her lower half.

"Don't tell me you followed her example?"

"......"

Aria remained silent. Her face was clearly flushed with shame. And no wonder—her lower half was completely bare. To be precise, there were traces of recent hair removal, with dark stubble like pencil lead just beginning to emerge. Aside from that, her pussy was a beautiful shade of pink.

When I lightly ran my fingers over it, it felt prickly like touching stubble.

"Your Majesty, are you a virgin?"

Aria shook her head. That was a bit disappointing. But expecting a monarch of a nation—especially a woman in her late twenties—to be a virgin might have been asking too much.

First, I needed to inspect her pussy. The moment I brought my nose close, an intensely lewd scent wafted up.

"You're filthy."

"Don't say things like that..."

"Want me to fuck you right away? Sadly, I'm not really in the mood for that."

"What? Why on earth not!"

Aria's face stiffened. She clearly hadn't anticipated this response.

"I've already cum a lot today, so I'm exhausted, you see?"

"Didn't you usually go dozens of times without issue...?"

"That was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠then. Today, I've already fucked the sex slave a lot."

"...You want something."

As the Monarch of a nation, Aria was quick on the uptake. This made things easier for me.

"Not necessarily, but if you service me to get me hard again? Who knows, maybe I'll be able to fuck you right away."

"Service?"

Despite her sharp instincts, she seemed completely clueless about sexual matters. That part was disappointing too.

"You know, things like that. Actions that could get my dick hard right away."

"From what I see, it already looks hard to me."

"A man's dick needs to cum, you know. Even like this, it's impossible to put it inside you."

Aria sighed and nodded, but she still looked lost. In the end, Beatrice stepped in to demonstrate.

She immediately knelt before me, bowing her golden head in a deep prostrating bow. Of course, Beatrice was already naked, making this a perfect—no, explosive—situation where even my cock felt like it might burst. "Please, Master... put your cock in my aroused pussy."

Only then did I thrust my cock deep into Beatrice's pussy. Aria, who had been watching, froze as if time had stopped. "So... you're telling me to do that?"

"That? It's an excellent act of saving a cock's life."

"...Hah."

Aria took a deep breath. Then she removed every last piece of clothing she was wearing. Since she had already taken off her panties, the only thing left to strip was the bra covering her upper body. As the bra came off, her ample breasts were revealed. Unlike how they had looked hidden beneath her clothes, seeing them in person was breathtaking. I'll have to revise my previous estimate of her size.

Aria's body was far more lewd than I had imagined. And the most striking feature? Her inverted nipples. The pink, sunken nipples and areolas the size of 500-won coins were enough to make my cock stand at full attention. Yet, astonishingly, her body had not an ounce of excess fat. It was a flawless figure that made me wonder if such perfection was even possible. I had no idea she could rival Beatrice's physique.

But that wasn't all. She immediately bent forward and prostrated herself before me, bowing her head deeply and kneeling. Of course, her ass was raised. I casually moved behind her. With her hips lifted, her groin was fully exposed. It was a satisfying posture. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠"Seems like you know how to serve. Just a little more effort, and you'll be perfect."

Aria trembled. She must have felt my gaze. In response, I let my eyes roam over every part of her body. Her large ass was enticing, but the sight of her ample breasts spilling to the sides filled me with immense satisfaction—not just satisfaction, but a deep sense of conquest. "Please... put your cock... in my needy pussy..."

"Of course I will."

I knelt behind her, still in the same prostrating position. The way she was positioned caused her ass to spread wide on either side. Her anus was tempting, but the current target was clearly her pussy. Whether it was due to experience or not, her labia were already quite spread. I gave her ass a light slap before reaching for her breasts. The sensation of groping those overflowing mounds was incredible. At the same time, I slowly guided my cock toward her pussy. Squelch. Thanks to how wet she already was, sliding inside was effortless. The moment I pushed in, her pussy twitched as if greeting me, pulsing around my length. "Nngh—hah!"

Aria, her head still bowed, struggled to suppress her moans. At first, I considered using the Heat Skill, but seeing her fight to hold back was too arousing. Of course, her resistance didn't last even three minutes before she gave in. She immediately began leaking wanton moans. "Hah! Ahh! Nngh—!"

Her walls clenched around my cock, writhing as if alive. With each thrust, it felt like her pussy was molding itself to my shape. "I figured you weren't a virgin, but seems like you've got no experience. Did your husband never play with you?"

"...He's... dead..."

"Ah..."

A tragic situation—but I was a demon. Which meant I was trash. "I see. So, which do you prefer? Your husband's cock or mine?"

"Yours..."

"Knew it."

I grabbed Aria's chin and forced her to look up. There was no other way to describe her face except utterly ruined. Her flushed cheeks and glazed eyes alone were enough to show just how aroused she was.

"It suits you well. So, how does it feel to be impaled on my cock?"

"......I'm sooo happy."

***

"Glad to hear you're happy. But what if only you get to feel good?"

I brought my hand down sharply on Aria's round buttocks. The taut, springy sensation was exquisite. "Then what should I...?"

Aria looked rather flustered. Understandably so—she must have thought I'd exhausted her by now. But that was nothing short of underestimating my Virility. I was far from satisfied. Before she could react, my hand had already found its way to her breasts—so large they barely fit in my palm, yet astonishingly soft. Aria winced as I suddenly squeezed them. "Haaah, if you grab them so tight all of a sudden...!"

Normally, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly, but after climaxing repeatedly, her body was still hypersensitive, teetering on the edge of overstimulation. Having her breasts seized like this was an unexpected shock. "When are these nipples gonna pop out? If they don't come out on their own, should I pull them out myself?"

"......Don't do anything weird..."

"Huh? But I am gonna pull them out."

Without hesitation, I pressed my lips to her nipple and sucked hard. "Hngghh!"

"Nghaaah! Don't—suck so hard!!"

Thanks to my dedicated efforts, her nipple finally began to peek out. But it still wasn't enough. Now, it was time to coax it out properly with my fingers. "Hnngg! W-wait! If you pinch it that hard—!"

As my thumb and forefinger tugged firmly at the stiffening bud, Aria's eyes fluttered wildly. Exactly the reaction I wanted. "Should I teach these insolent little nipples a lesson for hiding away when I wanted them?"

"Hiiieeeek!!!"

The moment I twisted her nipple sharply, Aria's eyes rolled back. Her back arched violently, shuddering as if struck by an electric current. And that wasn't all—a familiar golden liquid gushed from between her legs. She'd lost control and pissed herself from the overwhelming stimulation. "What kind of queen pisses herself just from a little nipple play?"

"......Haaaah."

I teased her nipples lightly while slowly rolling my hips. Every flick of my fingers made her pussy clench around my cock, molding itself to my shape. Her sensitivity was magnificent. "Haaah, haaahhk!"

Aria's breathing grew rougher, her moans turning guttural, almost porcine. "What would your subjects think if they saw their Monarch wailing like this? Could you really show them this side of you?"

"I wo-won't show them... nghh...!"

The way she gritted her teeth, trying to hold back, only made me want to wreck her harder. I rocked my hips faster, yanking her nipple sharply—and, of course, I didn't forget to activate my skill. 'Heat, activate!'

"Huh? Huh? Hwaaah?!"

Aria completely lost the ability to speak. Thankfully, her body was sturdy—aside from gushing fluids nonstop, she seemed fine. "I'll make sure this memory stays with you for life."

And so, until the sun dipped below the horizon, I kept filling Aria's depths with my seed.