Chapter 98: The Guard and the Inn (17)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 98: The Guard and the Inn (17)
Since the married woman had made her confession, I had to grant her wish. It was time to transition from a "serious pussy massage" to serious sex.
I lifted my hips slightly to settle into a mating press position. Grabbing Izumi’s shoulders to pin her down firmly, I proceeded to violate her pussy.
Pound. Pound. Pound—!
“Hngh, hnghh! This massage... it feels too good!”
With every thrust, Izumi’s voluptuous flesh quivered. The mating press puts a lot of strain on the waist, but thanks to the recovery from eating the Mandrake tail, I could pound her much faster and harder than in the missionary position.
Her thick thighs and ass acted as cushions, so it didn't hurt at all. This allowed me to show off a few techniques.
As I pulled my cock out, I swiveled my hips, using the glans to scrape both walls of her vagina.
“H-hnguuuh! You’re scraping places my husband could never reach... Hah, ahh! My pussy is being forced wide open...”
When thrusting in, I leaned my body forward to stab the glans just below the cervix. Then, as I pulled out and pushed back in, I shifted downward to scrape the upper wall.
“Hah! You’re so, so good at this. Lord Sma, your pussy massage is incredible!”
“It doesn't even compare to your husband, does it?”
“I don’t knooow. I can’t even remember my husband’s!!”
What a good girl. Seeing Izumi gasping with her mouth wide open made her look absolutely delicious. I leaned in to kiss her while keeping my hips in motion.
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch.
The room was filled with the sounds of sex—sounds that a mere massage could never produce. A flood of pussy juice filled her hole. Every time my meat club stabbed inside, the juices overflowed.
“Mmph. Hah. Hngh. Ahh!”
Even though I was covering her mouth, Izumi shamelessly let out moans. Every time I poked her cervix, her hot breath spilled over me. Even mouth-to-mouth resuscitation wouldn't be this intense.
When I extended my tongue, Izumi happily met it for a deep kiss. As expected of a married woman, she was a skilled kisser. When she wanted to taste my tongue, she tangled hers with mine; when she wanted to pull away, she puckered her lips and licked across the surface of my tongue.
The sensation of her thick lips brushing against my tongue sent a surge of hardness into my cock. As my further-strengthened dick bored into her vagina, Izumi’s eyes half-lidded.
“Hnnnnnghhhh!!!!”
Her eyes, which had been fixed on me, rolled back. Simultaneously, a hot liquid drenched my lower abdomen.
“Izumi-san. What’s this? Did you seriously climax from a pussy massage?”
“Hauuu...”
“If you don’t answer, I’m stopping the massage. Tell me what you just did while getting massaged.”
“I came... I reached orgasm through my pussy while getting the massage.”
“Is that all? Your underside is soaking wet.”
“Actually... I peed a little...”
I lifted my upper body to check our lower halves. Droplets clung to us as if someone had spilled water over our laps, and the pussy juice from her orgasm had splattered everywhere, staining the bedsheets.
If Izumi’s "water supply" had been any greater, it would have turned into a puddle.
“A pathetic pussy that cums from a massage. And you’re a mother, too. Is this how you want to behave after you were the one who seduced me and brought me to your room?”
“I’m sorry. But it felt so good, I couldn't help myself.”
“Didn't your husband ever do this for you?”
“Never. This is the first time I’ve ever felt like this...”
Her words were shy, but her gestures were those of a seductive whore. As she looked up at me and blinked, the beauty mark under her eye stood out. That tiny mole, looking as if it had been placed there with a single tap of a pen, really knew how to stir a man’s heart.
Unable to resist the impulse, I kissed Izumi’s eye. I could feel her eyeball twitching beneath her closed lid.
“Lord Sma, this is...”
After her eye, I kissed her slender cheek. Then the bridge of her straight nose. When I made a move toward her mouth, Izumi closed her eyes and puckered her lips.
Instead of kissing her immediately, I merely brushed my lips against hers. Just as a desperate Izumi tried to crane her neck forward, I retreated and moved to her ear.
“Hah! That’s... that’s a weak spot...”
As I gave her ear a light bite, Izumi squeezed her eyes shut. I must have hit an erogenous zone because her vagina began to squirm and contract. I had stopped my thrusting to control my timing, but Izumi’s pussy was squeezing so hard that my balls were brimming with cum.
It would be a blow to my pride to finish alone, so I tormented Izumi’s ear as much as possible. I alternated between licking along the rim and giving it light nips. She must have scrubbed her ears thoroughly before trying to seduce me; instead of anything salty, I only smelled the fragrant scent of lavender.
I see. She liked the scent so much that she used lavender oil and lavender body wash.
“Hnguuuuh! Hngh, ahhh!”
“Are you going to go again? Your pussy is begging for my cum.”
“Th-that! No. Please cum outside...”
Despite her pleading, Izumi didn't loosen the grip of her legs. If anything, she clung to me tighter. She was desperate, like a sloth hanging onto a tree.
“Do you really want a creampie while your husband is watching? Do you want to fill your cheating womb with illicit cum?”
“No! I would never—hnguuuuaaaaaah!!!”
As I thrust my cock, Izumi’s mouth fell wide open and she trembled violently. A burst of pussy juice erupted, soaking my cock in warmth.
At that exact moment, my cum spurted out. Breaking through the fountain of her juices, I hammered against her cervix. The slightly agape opening didn't miss a drop, taking all of my cum inside.
Splurt, splurt, splurt.
Izumi closed her eyes and savored the creampie. Her eyelids twitched with every pulse of cum, and her lips moved as if seeking a kiss.
But I couldn't cover her mouth yet; there were things I wanted to hear. Instead, I began to suck on her breasts. Rather than caressing her like a lover, I took her nipple into my mouth like a baby, and Izumi pulled me into an embrace. She stroked my hair and adjusted her position to make it easier for me to suckle.
“Lord Sma is such a good boy... such a good boy.”
To say "good boy" right after I’d pumped her womb full of cum. Is this true maternal instinct? I felt like I could promote her from a 0.5 "Maman" to about a 0.8.
Her breasts were a bit lacking, so she couldn't quite reach a "1 Iruna" level. It would have been better if she were lactating. All I could taste was lavender oil.
“Hah. It hurts if you bite like that.”
As I nibbled on her erect nipple, Izumi snapped back to her senses.
“Can you feel it? I poured a massive amount of cum into your belly, Izumi-san. If your husband wakes up and sees this, what do you think he’ll say?”
“Ugh...”
Izumi looked at her husband lying in the bed right next to us. Even as his wife was having sex right beside him, this pathetic man failed to wake up.
“I’m sorry, honey. I came from another man’s massage.”
“Do massages these days involve creampies? You should only say that if we used a condom. You were so blinded by sex that you tried to get pregnant with another man’s seed, Izumi-san.”
“Get pregnant? Today is a safe day.”
“So it doesn't count?”
Left with nothing to say, Izumi fell silent. She had been acting like a temptress, but in moments like this, she reacted like an ordinary woman.
That gap was a turn-on. My cock, which had been softening after the ejaculation, stood tall once again.
“Lord Sma? You’re joking, right? My husband is always finished after just one round.”
“Really? He finishes once and stops with a body as attractive as this? He doesn't deserve to be called a man. It’s only natural that you’d stray, Izumi-san.”
“You shouldn't speak ill of my husband.”
Once again, her words and actions were at odds. She tried to act stern, but her eyes were full of anticipation. I thought they had a good relationship because she cared for him so diligently, but I guess not.
“I can’t help but speak ill of him. Leaving such a beautiful wife behind to catch 'Tminhyumo,' hmm? Making his wife use her husband’s fingers to masturbate.”
“Hieek!!”
“And because masturbation wasn't enough, you were driven to drag a young, fresh man into your bed. Even though you prepared a condom, you begged for a creampie. It’s all your husband’s fault. It’s not because you’re a particularly lewd woman, Izumi-san; it’s the fault of the husband who provided the excuse for the affair by lying in a sickbed and neglecting his wife.”
My tongue was really working well today. The lies were flowing smoothly without me even having to try. Ah, right. I’d gotten plenty of lubrication from kissing Izumi. No wonder.
Persuaded, Izumi agreed.
“You’re right. It’s all my husband’s fault. Even before he got sick, he ignored me so much.”
“Then this is just karma. Izumi-san. Don’t you want to get revenge on your husband?”
“How?”
“First, let’s move over there.”
I picked Izumi up and moved to the husband’s side. I rolled the husband over until he was pressed against the wall, then set Izumi down in the empty space.
“Lord Sma?”
“You’re going to say it while looking at your husband’s face. Tell him that having sex with me is much better than with someone like him. That you climaxed because I touched parts his cock could never reach. That you don’t need someone like him now that you’ve received the genes of a superior guard.”
“...”
“What are you hesitating for?”
I pushed Izumi’s face down into the bed. It created a situation where she and her husband were facing each other.
I knew it when I pinched her nipples, but Izumi was a woman with masochistic tendencies. She got excited by being handled forcefully, and her pussy began to twitch and gape.
“Hyat!”
When I slapped her ass, she let out a cute scream and wiggled her cheeks.
“Hold your husband’s hand and say it. Or else I won’t plow your pussy.”
To stoke my sadistic urges, I stroked Izumi’s buttocks. Her fleshy ass was wet with oil and pussy juice, making it a delight to touch.
Izumi grabbed her husband’s fingers. When I slapped her ass as a sign of approval, her supple flesh clung to my palm.
Smack—!
The sound was good.
“Hnguuuh!”
The moan was even better. Izumi gasped and gripped the back of her husband’s hand tightly. When I left a red handprint on her other buttock, she sprayed a fountain of pussy juice.
“Hngh... Honey, I’m sorry. I took Lord Sma’s cum into my womb...”
Smack—!
“Hah! Lord Sma is truly amazing. You have a huge cock that stimulates places you could never reach, and you have sexual techniques that don't just rely on size. You’re so vigorous that even though you just finished, you say you want to do it again...”
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Hygaaaaaaaaah!!”
Izumi’s hips buckled up and down as she let out a grand spray of fluids. What a waste. I should have put her pussy right in front of her husband’s face. I missed out on seeing him get a face wash with her adulterous juices.
I’ll have to try that after the next round.
“Well done, Izumi-san. Now beg me to put my cock in.”
Izumi happily spread her pussy. Then she turned her head to look me straight in the eye.
“Please... use Lord Sma’s huge cock to plow this cheating wife’s pussy. Fuck me roughly in front of my husband. Fill me with so much cum that my body will never want my husband’s seed again.”
“Gladly.”
I slid right back into Izumi’s vagina. Her flesh, even more excited than before, wrapped snugly around my cock. Then, Izumi pushed her ass back, giving my cock a "pussy kiss."
“Lord Sma’s cock... I love it...”