Chapter 104: The Guard and the Inn (23)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 104: The Guard and the Inn (23)
I finally broke through Greystar’s hymen. How many virgins have I conquered now? Starting with Iruna, then Tanya made two. Elizabeth made three... Serika was the eighth, so I suppose she’s the ninth.
Nine might just be a number, but it’s an absurd one. I’d already surpassed the number needed for a volleyball or handball team, and I’d reached the count of a baseball lineup, assuming there’s no designated hitter.
Would a modern-day pickup artist or a "virgin slayer" even be able to compete with me? If I included non-virgins, I could have formed a soccer team long ago. If I gathered them all together, we could film a variety show like Let's Play Soccer Together.
And even then, it’s not over. Once I take Tiarushi, the virgin count will hit double digits. Since I’m not the type to be satisfied with just that, the number will only keep growing.
“Haaah...”
A moan, half-pain and half-pleasure, pulled me out of my thoughts. Greystar’s face was a mess. She had cried so much that her eyeliner and eyeshadow were smudged.
How did someone with no money even afford makeup? Did she borrow Tiarushi’s cosmetics?
“Ngh.”
The makeup didn't matter right now. What mattered was easing the pain of her broken hymen. I began the work of making Greystar my woman and mine alone.
“Does it hurt?” I asked tenderly.
Greystar’s half-closed eyes fluttered open a bit wider.
“Yes... It feels like something massive entered me and forced me open. It’s so full that it’s... hard to breathe.”
As if to prove her words, Greystar gasped for air. For every tear that pooled in her eyes, a few drops of virgin blood dripped from her pussy.
Her reaction was slightly different from the characters who usually died of pleasure the moment I thrust in. At a time like this, the size of the cock isn't what's important. This was the moment for the "technique" that those who preach the uselessness of a giant dick always harp on about.
“Greystar.”
I put on an affectionate voice. It was easy to do because I genuinely liked her. My reflection was captured in Greystar’s eyes.
I’m sure she was reflected in mine as well. Meeting my gaze, Greystar suddenly covered her face.
“Don’t look...”
“Don’t look at what? Your pussy?”
Even at this moment, Greystar’s pussy was moving to adapt. The inner flesh, spread wide by my half-inserted cock, squirmed as it tried to return to its original state.
The parts that remained unexplored tightened around the glans, as if refusing further entry. Dozens of ridges in that narrow space stimulated my head, whispering, ‘Aren’t you satisfied with this? Stop here and sow your seeds.’
“No, not my p...pussy. I mean, don’t look at my face.”
“Are you ashamed of your pussy, Greystar? Are you ashamed of the pussy that took my cock and broke its hymen? It’s a pussy that grips so tight and feels so warm—why be ashamed? You should be confident. You have a masterpiece pussy.”
“...”
Greystar puffed out her cheeks and playfully hit my chest. Her pitter-patter punching was incredibly cute. Embracing her with a heart as wide as the ocean, I kissed her.
This time, Greystar didn't close her eyes. Her long tongue reached out and intertwined with mine.
Taking advantage of her focus on the kiss, I moved my hips. The angle of the cock buried in her pussy shifted. The glans stimulated the upper wall of her vagina—the area commonly known as the G-spot—while the hard shaft rubbed against her clitoris.
My upper body, carrying my weight, pressed down on Greystar’s ample, large breasts. The soft, squishy mounds of flesh were crushed against my chest, and her two firm, protruding nipples rubbed against me.
Since she might feel too much pressure if I let my full weight down, I propped myself up with my elbows on the bed.
This was the Cat Position. Theoretically, it’s the position where a woman can feel the most pleasure.
It seemed to be working, as Greystar’s tongue began to move more passionately. Her hot breath poured into me.
I maintained this position for several minutes without moving. The Cat Position consumes a lot of a man’s stamina, but who am I? I’m the Sex Master. I could hold this all day.
As we continued to exchange tongues and share a deep connection, something suddenly burst from her pussy. It was a fluid even hotter and slicker than her virgin blood. It was definitely pussy juice.
The moment I felt the juice, Greystar reacted. Her eyes rolled back, and her breathing momentarily stopped. Her entire body went stiff before relaxing, and she exhaled her held breath all at once.
“Hnnnnngh!!”
The sound rising from her throat was muffled by my mouth. I ended the kiss and decided to ask for her thoughts.
“Greystar. You just came, didn't you?”
“Huh...?”
“You felt an orgasm in your pussy. How did it feel?”
“Ah, um...”
Greystar’s eyes darted around as she searched for words. Then, out of embarrassment, she blurted it out.
“It felt good...”
“How did it feel good? If you tell me in detail, I’ll give you another reward.”
“At first, it was painful and difficult, but after a while, I could feel Lord Sma’s cock in my p...pussy. It filled me up so much I felt full, and the front of my pussy was tingling... and all the strength left my body. It’s a feeling I’ve never felt before.”
“That’s an orgasm. It’s a pleasure only a woman can feel.”
I tilted my head slightly and pleasured Greystar’s neck. Her body, sensitized by her recent climax, reacted differently than before. Every time my tongue touched her, her vagina twitched and hugged my cock.
The tightly closed hole opened slightly, pleading for me to go deeper. When I granted her wish, Greystar let out a moan.
“Ah! It went in deeper. Ah... it keeps going... Ah! P-please stop. If it goes any deeper, I’ll... I’ll go crazy...”
“It’s not crazy. It’s a sensation a woman naturally awakens to. Don’t resist it; just feel it.”
Finally, I reached the very end of the virgin territory. The cervix, meeting a cock for the first time in its life, contracted in surprise. The folds of the tightly closed opening stimulated the tip of my cock.
“Haaah... Lord Sma’s cock is all the way in. It’s so big it’s hard, but it feels so good. I feel full all the way up to my chest. I’m so satisfied and happy.”
“Satisfied already?”
I moved my hips rhythmically. Unlike regular sex, the Cat Position requires slow, sticky movements, like a slug. I rubbed her clitoris and cervix simultaneously, taking care not to let our lower abdomens separate.
“Ngh! If you move like that, ahhh!!”
Greystar, who had been passively taking it, began to synchronize with me, however clumsily. Such is the mystery of the genes engraved for reproduction. It makes even a virgin move her hips on her own.
Greystar’s now-cooperative pussy bit down hard on my cock. The vaginal walls wrapped around me like a screw-suction pussy. They tightened and loosened in time with my movements, begging for my cum.
I could have held it back as long as I wanted, but should I just let it go? I wanted to teach Greystar the joy of a creampie.
“I’m going to cum now.”
“Huh? Not inside! I’ll get pregnant!”
“Don’t you want to feel even better? You’ll definitely be happy if you take it inside. As for birth control, you can just take some medicine.”
“Better than this...?”
Greystar wavered. Now was the time! I blocked her mouth with a kiss and pressed down hard enough to crush her cervix. Unable to withstand the onslaught, her cervix opened, inviting me to go deeper.
I took this as permission for a creampie. Without hesitation, I injected my seeds into her womb.
Splurt, spurt, squelch!
Once. Twice. I lost count of how many times I pulsed, filling Greystar’s insides with cum.
Greystar, who had tried to push me away when she received the first burst, lost all will to resist after a few more shots and hugged me tight. Every time the cum hammered against her womb, she dug her nails into my back and scratched.
“!!!!!!!”
A scream that couldn't quite become a sound was trapped in my mouth. The heavy vibrations transmitted from her mouth to mine told me the sheer scale of the pleasure she was feeling.
Even after I finished ejaculating, I didn't pull my cock out. I grabbed the hips of the half-conscious Greystar and continued in the missionary position.
After several repetitions of piercing her cervix and pulling back, Greystar came to her senses.
“Ugh! Ah! Ahhh! Haaah! Ahhh!! Hnnnnngh!!”
Actually, could you even call this "coming to her senses"? She flailed on the bed like someone swept away by a tidal wave. She tried to grab onto me several times, but her arms slipped and fell back to the bed. She would shake her hips to my movements, then suddenly tremble violently.
A powerful squirt drenched her lower abdomen.
“You’re not even in the bathroom, yet you peed. How are you going to clean this up?”
“Th-that, haaaah!!!”
She went over the edge again before she could even speak. Her pussy had been fully developed just from the Cat Position. Well, with such succulent pussy flesh, it would be harder not to feel it.
Greystar seemed like someone whose entire consciousness was focused on her pussy. Her limbs, head, and waist were limp and drained of strength, but her pussy gripped tighter than before. It tightened and relaxed by the second, rendering my attempts to control my ejaculation useless.
She looked like she was at her limit, so I figured I’d cum one last time and finish. Now that she’s learned the taste of cock, she’ll definitely be back for more soon. Even in the eroge, she became proactive about sex once she was developed, so I was sure of it.
“Greystar, your pussy is so delicious I think I’m going to cum again. I’m going inside this time, too.”
“Ah! Ahhh! Nooo, inside!!”
“You like it inside? What a good girl.”
I pulled Greystar’s body toward me. I ejaculated while keeping the glans buried deep past her cervix. Greystar, unable to handle the pleasure of the direct injection of cum, finally blacked out.
I looked at her slumped body and thought. Uh... she said she came during her break, right? If she doesn't show up for a long time, Tiarushi will find out.
Well, I’m going to eat Tiarushi eventually anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter. Still, it was a satisfying pussy, so I should help her clean up a bit.
I carried Greystar to the bathroom and gave her a decent wash. What to do about the bedsheets covered in sweat and pussy juice? After checking to make sure no one was wandering around outside, I swapped them with the sheets from Izumi’s room.
Izumi will take care of it on her own. Ugh. Usually, the women handled this themselves, but doing it myself is a pain. This much should be enough.
Finally, I tucked two silver coins into the clothes Greystar had been wearing and left the room.