Chapter 54. Farewell Sex
Farewell Sex
Lucian pressed his entire body against Nancy's back as she lay face down.
Their forms resembled a mismatched pair of chopsticks laid side by side—a position where he could feel the warmth of her entire body against his own.
His firm chest pressed heavily against the back of her head and nape, while his long legs slid between hers.
"Mmm... You're heavy..."
Lucian slipped his arms beneath her armpits and roughly grabbed her plump breasts, flattened against the bedsheet.
"Bear with it a little longer. I'm going to fill you up tight from behind."
He pressed his lower body flush against hers and thrust his cock into her already slick asshole.
Schlick—
"Kyaaah!"
The weight behind the penetration made Nancy scream involuntarily.
Though her anus and the surrounding area had been thoroughly loosened beforehand, allowing the Count's massive shaft to enter without much resistance,
it was still far from easy for Nancy, who was experiencing proper anal penetration for the first time.
Lucian had intended to push in all at once, but hearing her scream, he stopped after only the head was inside before pulling back out.
Then he repeated the motion—inserting just the tip, then withdrawing.
Thrust— "Ahhk!" Thrust— "Agh!" Thrust— "Ahh!" Thrust— "Nngh!"
Unlike with his tongue, the repeated in-and-out of his thick glans stretching her tight ring seemed to torment Nancy more than a deep, steady thrusting would have.
Each time he pulled out, her anus clenched shut, forcing him to fight against the resistance every time he pushed back in.
With every forceful shove, Nancy couldn't help but let out sharp, keening cries.
Realizing that, unlike with Head Maid Maria's anal initiation, slow and steady penetration worked better than a single brutal thrust,
Lucian gradually pushed his cock deeper inside her.
"Aaaahhh..."
Nancy moaned long and low as he buried himself to the hilt, his pelvis slapping against her ass.
Unlike her pussy, where he could feel the resistance of her cervix, there was nothing but tight, yielding heat around the head of his cock.
Holding that position, he began moving his hips—subtly at first, but with deep, deliberate force.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
The sound of flesh rubbing against flesh with no gaps between them filled the room.
Her asshole clenched and fluttered around his shaft as if trying to milk him with each thrust.
Overwhelmed by the dual stimulation of her nipples being twisted beneath his weight and her ass being speared open, Nancy could barely think straight.
"Ah—ah, ah, ah, ah!"
Though the grip of her anus wasn't as tight as her pussy, the slick, sticky warmth enveloped his throbbing cock perfectly.
Unlike deeper in the rectum, the tight ring of her entrance gripped and pulled at him with every movement, amplifying his pleasure.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! Uuugh!"
The countless nerves in her anus, combined with the stretching and pressure on her sphincter, gradually pushed Nancy toward climax as well.
When Lucian angled his cock slightly downward, grinding against the thin wall between her ass and her G-spot,
Nancy suddenly shuddered violently, her body convulsing.
"Aaaahhhh!!"
Splurt, splurt, sploosh—
Her love juices gushed out from her front like a waterfall.
Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!!
"Ahh... C-Count... Too much... Aaahn!"
This time, when he thrust deep inside her ass, stimulating the front wall near her cervix,
Nancy writhed under the overwhelming pleasure, her entire body trembling.
Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!!
"Ah—ah, ah, ah!"
Her moans grew ragged, as if she were struggling to breathe.
The fact that she could experience orgasm after orgasm through just her ass and rectum surprised even the Count himself.
For Nancy, the unfamiliar pleasure was so intense she feared she might lose her mind.
"Ah... ah... Count... Please... cum inside me..."
She begged in a breathless voice.
"I... I can't take much more... Ngh..."
Lucian could feel the pressure building along his spine, but he wasn't ready to finish yet.
He wanted to see more of Nancy writhing in ecstasy from her first proper anal experience.
He pulled his hands away from her breasts and instead cupped them over her mouth, sealing it shut.
"Mmph?!"
Her head was forced back, her skull pressed against his chest as her voice was muffled.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!"
Her moans were stifled, turning into something more animalistic—a sound that only stoked Lucian's sadistic urges.
Suddenly shifting into beast mode, he ramped up his thrusts to a brutal pace.
Pound! Pound! Pound! Pound!
"Ngh! Ugh! Hnngh!"
Pinned under his weight, Nancy could only squirm helplessly, her legs kicking weakly at the sheets.
Each slam felt like being impaled by a thick stake deep into her bowels.
The shame of being taken like an animal mixed with the pleasure until her vision flashed white.
To check if she was still conscious, Lucian parted his fingers slightly, allowing her mouth to open just a crack.
Pound!! Pound!! Pound!! Pound!!
"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Uuuaaahh! C-Count, I'm... I'm...!"
No! At this rate... my ass might tear apart!
Just as her eyes flew open in panic, Lucian buried himself to the root, filling her completely until there was nowhere left to go.
"Guhhhh!!"
His hips convulsed violently as he came.
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
"Ahhh! Aaahhh!!"
Their moans mingled as thick, scorching cum flooded her insides like a waterfall.
Nancy shuddered as she felt the warmth spreading deep inside her lower belly before collapsing limply.
When Lucian finally released her mouth, she gasped for air, her breath ragged.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
A long moment later, Lucian pulled out with a wet schlorp.
Squelch, sluuurp—
"Haaah..."
Thick white cum gushed from her gaping, reddened hole as soon as he withdrew.
Struggling to sit up, Nancy reached between her legs to touch herself—her sphincter felt numb, refusing to close properly.
"Hng... What if my ass never closes again?! You have to take responsibility!"
She huffed indignantly, but Lucian just chuckled, spreading her cheeks to inspect the damage.
"Don't worry. It's just twitching from the aftershocks. It'll go back to normal soon."
Nancy tried to scoop out the cum pooling inside her with her fingers, wincing at the soreness.
Watching the milky fluid dribble out, she swallowed a bitter lump in her throat.
It's... all over now. This is really...
Today, she had taken everything the Count had to give.
Today, she had offered him every part of herself.
Just as he had said—this was truly the end.
You... were my first love.
Biting back tears, she tried to get up and gather her clothes.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Lucian grabbed her from behind, pulling her back against him.
"C-Count?"
"It's not over yet. Tonight... I'm going to pour everything I have into you."
Her pupils trembled like leaves in an earthquake.
Despite having just cum, his cock was already hardening again, standing tall and menacing.
"You... want to go again?"
Instead of answering, he pushed her back onto the bed.
That night, Lucian treated her like an all-you-can-fuck buffet, trying every position and caress imaginable.
Nancy screamed herself hoarse, drowning in pleasure.
And Lucian marked every inch of her body—visible or not—with deep, possessive love bites.
"Ah! Ah! Count, you're sucking too hard! You'll leave bruises!"
Her protests were half-hearted, drowned out by moans.
The marks were proof of ownership—a farewell brand.
By the time dawn's light crept through the window,
Lucian laid her on her back and settled between her legs.
Her favorite position—the one where she felt most loved.
Missionary.
"Nancy..."
"Lucian..."
They embraced as if trying to crush each other, their lips meeting in a deep, desperate kiss.
His cock slid smoothly into her swollen, well-used pussy.
This wasn't rough or frantic—it was tender, filled with longing and regret.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
With one final thrust, Lucian came deep inside her, filling her womb.
Splurt, splurt, sploosh.
Warmth spread through her core.
And so, until the morning sun rose, their farewell sex burned with passion and sorrow.
The next morning,
Nancy couldn't get out of bed. Her entire body ached as if she'd been beaten, and her thighs were so swollen she could barely feel them.
"Goodness, Nancy. You look like you've been through a war."
Head Maid Maria clicked her tongue as she entered, taking in the heavy scent of sex and the red marks covering Nancy's body.
When she saw the bed sheets—stained red and utterly ruined—she nearly gasped.
What in the world happened here? What did they do all night...?
Peeling back the sheets revealed that even the mattress beneath was soaked, needing replacement.
"Take the day off. You look like you need it. Maybe even two."
"Thank you... Maria..."
But two days weren't enough. Every step sent tremors through her legs, and her ass ached so badly Maria eventually extended her sick leave by another day.
Though Nancy had sorted out her feelings, she decided to wait until after the Count's wedding to give her answer to the Captain of the Guard.
She wanted to let the lingering emotions from her long affair with Lucian fade first.
Even a week later, the other maids stared at the love bites still visible on Nancy's skin,
whispering enviously,
"She must have been truly loved by the Count..."
Nancy returned to her usual cheerful self, enjoying the remainder of her time as a maid.
Though the preparations for the Count's wedding kept everyone too busy to think,
the knowledge that she would soon have to leave Eckhart Castle left a dull ache in her heart.
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