Want to Share Since I'll Suck It? (4)
“Did you come alone by any chance? Where are the palace staff?”
“I came here by myself. No one's around.”
“Perfect. This'll make things quick.”
Swish. Thud.
Her dress hit the floor, followed by her undergarments, revealing her completely naked body.
“...What is this?”
“What do you mean?”
She had a bit of plumpness, the kind from indulging in too many pastries and tea like most noble ladies. But it looked good. Her full breasts, slightly rounded lower belly, curvaceous hips, and thick bush of golden pubic hair were more than enough to stir a man's primal instincts. It was a solid mid-to-upper-tier body, plenty capable of delivering pleasure.
“I was the husband of your close friend Ashley.”
“That doesn't work on a woman who lives for love.”
She wiggled her large ass and poured some dust-covered whiskey from a bottle in the room into an empty glass, downing it in one go.
“Ha, delicious. That old hag sure knows her booze.”
She poured another into an empty glass and handed it to me.
“Drink up. It'll loosen you up.”
“……”
I silently took the glass. As our hands brushed while she handed it over, the faint effect of God Touch—that skin-tingling pleasure and inner arousal—must have transmitted to her.
Gulp, gulp.
I raised the glass and drank. It burned going down my throat. Felt like over 50 proof. The taste and aroma were exceptional.
“Here, have a snack.”
Roberini extended her hand. I glanced at her for a moment, then without hesitation lowered my gaze and licked the back of it. I slowly, gently lapped at the salty skin. Holding her hand briefly like that would've stacked another layer of God Touch effect.
“You... For a man's hands, they're surprisingly soft. Your touch feels good.”
She looked down at her hand with a curious expression. God Touch was definitely working.
“Anyway, I knew deep down you wanted me too.”
She gazed fondly at the back of her hand slick with my saliva, then licked it up with a sticky slurp.
She's dead set on seducing me.
Roberini slowly approached me.
“Naru. You're one hell of a man. Ashley's the fool for not seeing your worth.”
“...Why are you seducing me?”
“I told you. I've been pining for you all this time.”
“You were always badmouthing me.”
“That wasn't sincere. Truth is, I wanted to split you and Ashley up. That way, I could have you. That clueless bitch doesn't deserve you.”
“……”
Maybe because I wasn't resisting much, she took it as the mood shifting in her favor, exactly as planned. Her actions grew bolder. She reached out, lightly stroking the front of my pants.
“Whoa... Feels packed in there. I wanna see it. Take it off for me?”
I took half a step back.
“This sudden change feels off. You got some ulterior motive, don't you?”
“Trust me. It's just you and me here. All you have to do is quench that pent-up thirst with a woman who adores you, then leave. Sit down.”
She closed in. I backed up until I plopped down in a chair, pretending to give in.
“Put this here for now.”
She snatched the Tear of the Goddess necklace I'd been holding and placed it on the table. A strange smile crept across Roberini's face as she eyed it.
She knelt in front of me and started undoing my pants. She'd clearly done this plenty—her hands were quick and skilled.
“Ashley once mentioned your cock was pretty big. Heh... Wonder what it looks like.”
As she worked my pants off, I reached out and fondled her ear. Ears are a sensitive erogenous zone for anyone, amplifying God Touch even more.
“Ah, nngh...!”
Her body jerked at the touch. The stimulation must've hit hard.
“Ah, don't touch my body yet.”
Smack. She swatted my hand away with the back of hers.
Scared she'll lose her reason to pleasure?
I could tell she didn't want to get too aroused. Meaning, this wasn't about mutual fun between man and woman. If it were, she'd welcome the pleasure without resistance. She had some goal in mind, so she hated letting her mind fog over.
“Oh, oh my god...!”
Finally, my lower half was bare. Roberini let out an exclamation, staring between my legs.
“After years of only seeing my husband's dick, another man's is a shock. It can be this big? Even soft, it looks like a snake.”
“Your husband's on the small side, huh?”
She grabbed my cock and rubbed it with her hand. It felt good, but her hand was cold.
“This is flaccid, right? My husband's about the size of my thumb...”
She rubbed vigorously, then soon took it into her mouth. Surrounded by warmth and softness, my cock swelled rapidly inside her mouth.
“Wuup.”
Probably overwhelmed by her first taste of something this big. She spat it out.
“Cough, cough! Too big!”
“And it's not even fully hard yet.”
I shrugged, looking down at her. She stared back in shock.
“It's already so firm, and you say it's not fully hard?”
For fun, I decided to give her a cultural shock. I immediately activated
Dick Resilience Enhancement
.
Squuuish.
More blood rushed in, swelling it even further. Size and length increased slightly, and hardness rivaled iron. A slap from it might draw blood or break teeth.
“Oh my god...!”
Roberini gaped at the massive cock she'd never seen before.
“Ashley divorcing a stud like you? That bitch is insane. She kicked away her own fortune.”
Hating how she badmouthed Ashley, I brought up her husband.
“Is your husband's even smaller than this?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
Roberini gave an awkward laugh, looking somewhat pitiful—like she'd lived her life unaware such a magnificent cock existed.
“Amazing...”
Her eyes changed. Filled with desire, she grabbed it like a priceless treasure and started sucking with expert skill.
“Slurp, slurp.”
Her tongue clung thickly. Ticklish tingles. She teased the glans lightly with her tongue, then suddenly opened wide and deepthroated it. She sucked hard enough to hollow her cheeks, stimulating from root to tip like she wanted to devour it whole.
“Ngh...!”
Her mouth felt better than I'd imagined. I was inwardly surprised. Who knew Roberini had this talent? I thought that sewer mouth only spewed garbage, but it had its uses after all...
“Sluuuuurp! Slurp! Chuup! Zlurp! Zlurp!”
Her head bobbed furiously up and down, pumping and squeezing my cock relentlessly.
“Grgh...!”
My head tilted back. Dizzying waves of pleasure crashed over me. Unable to hold back, my toes curled wildly.
This bitch is incredible...! The curse bubbled up unbidden.
“Hoot...! M-Madam, you're... quite skilled...!”
“My husband says so too. Zlurp, slurp. Sluuuuurp!”
“Ugh...!”
As climax surged, I barely clung to reason, planning to grab her hair and pull out. I couldn't waste a drop of my precious semen.
But unexpectedly, Roberini sensed it like a ghost and spat it out first, lifting her head.
“Wanna cum?”
She smirked slyly. I instinctively read her intent. Like all wicked bitches, she planned to bargain at the protagonist's most desperate moment.
Playing dumb, I blinked vacantly.
Time to act.
I scrunched my face.
“What the hell? I was about to cum in your mouth...! Get back to it. Hurry!”
“Aw, getting mad? Haha. Sorry, can't do that. 'Cause suddenly, this caught my eye.”
Roberini held up the Tear of the Goddess from the table.
“Give it to me, and I'll let you cum in my mouth and swallow it all.”
She must've thought she had the upper hand seeing me squirm from the blowjob. Her expression was brazen and arrogant, overflowing with smug leisure—like a villainess finally revealing her true colors.
Foolish.
I found it amusing. Did she think a mere blowjob could control me? I was the one who wanted to stop midway. What an immature woman.
“Take it.”
My answer was simple. No hesitation.
“Just don't let Ashley find out. If she does, it's mine again.”
With true colors out, I dropped the formal speech too. I grinned villainously and kneaded her ass softly.
“And I'm gonna fuck your pussy too.”
“As long as we keep quiet, that idiot Ashley won't suspect a thing. Heh.”
Roberini seductively raised her arms and hung the necklace around her neck. She stroked it, grinning ear to ear.
“Finally mine.”
“Then finish what you started.”
“I'm going home after, so cum quick.”
“Spread your pussy.”
I stood, roughly spun her around, and pressed her back down. Her ass naturally thrust out. Pussy juices dripped onto the floor. Her crotch was soaked beyond words.
Despite her whole body hypersensitive from God Touch, she'd endured it to make this deal.
Normally, in that state, sex would be all she'd think of. Tough bitch.
Whatever. Time to savor her pussy leisurely.
I parted her folds and thrust my cock deep inside.
“Kyaaaang!”
Roberini shuddered, reacting violently. Her pussy clenched and loosened, squeezing my cock hard.
Having finally gotten the necklace she craved, her pleasure—physical and mental—was indescribable.
Slap! Slap!
“Kghuuung! Aaang! Haaang! R-Right there, so good! Better than my husband! Am I going crazy? Kyahang! Aang!”
Ear-piercing moans erupted with every thrust. Soon, I felt climax building and came inside her pussy.
And then... the moment I'd been waiting for arrived.
“Roberini!”
The basement door flew open as Ashley burst in, eyes blazing with fury. She bellowed and charged.
“How dare you touch my husband, you whore!”
“Kyaaak! Get lost!”
Ashley raked Roberini's face with her sharp nails first. Then the two women grabbed each other's hair, tumbling across the floor in a tangle.
Crash! Thud! Furnishings scattered in the chaos.
I quickly retreated to safety.
“Oppa?”
Jenia appeared late from the exit side. I turned to my little sister, semen dripping from my limp cock, and subtly gave her a thumbs up.
It had been a few hours earlier.
I'd left the Winsen baron's estate, lost in thought.
“That Roberini woman... Something's fishy. Did she come sniffing around the lumber mill...”
As I pondered, Jenia suddenly appeared before me.
“Oppa, your ex is awake. Came to tell you.”
“Good. Sorry, but quickly wash her up and bring her to the Laphone grape vineyard. Ashley knows the way.”
Heroes have great luck. Hunches often pan out. I had a feeling Roberini's shady moves connected to the vineyard, and I just wanted to show Ashley the harsh reality of her 'trusted' friend.
If Roberini didn't show, I'd just chat with Ashley.
But in the end, it went exactly as I wanted.