Cunnilingus
The single eye perched atop my cock trembled without mercy.
"W-what is that? Why—why is it so big?"
"Heh heh."
Watching every last scrap of composure vanish from Hana's face, I gave a wicked little smile and took a step forward.
"Hup?!"
She flinched at the movement and retreated a pace—then, realizing her mistake, forced a look of composure onto her face.
"H-heh. H-how much did you jerk off to get it that—that big? W-well, I guess if you've watched a hundred terabytes of porn…"
Oh-ho. Still got enough room to tease me, do you?
I smirked at the way she dragged the hundred-terabyte porn thing back up again—something I'd already explained—and caught one of those delicate hands that wouldn't stop fidgeting.
Softer than I expected…
I'd figured a swordswoman's hands would have at least a little roughness to them, but Hana's were surprisingly soft.
"Hhk!"
The moment I took her hand, she sucked in a sharp breath. Her whole body went rigid and began to tremble faintly.
This was the same woman who hadn't so much as flinched when she stood against Ronald charging at full speed, or when she threw herself at a mercenary swinging a greatsword—and now she was shaking just because I'd taken her hand. The cuteness of it made me smile.
"Why so tense? Don't worry. I'll teach you properly."
Hana lifted her chin a fraction.
"T-tense? As if. I-I'm not tense at all. A-and all you know is what you learned from porn—w-what exactly are you going to teach me?"
Ah, no? I-I did get some real practice with Se-Selena? N-not that many times, but… A-and you can learn a lot from porn, you know?
I shot back at her in my head as she needled me about the porn again, resolved to put my hard-won knowledge to work and make her pay for it. Then I tugged that still-trembling hand toward the bed—for all her bold words, the shaking hadn't stopped.
I briefly wondered if she might dig in and resist with sheer strength. Instead, Hana let herself be led without a fight.
Once she stood at the edge of the bed, she stared down at the mattress and swallowed hard.
"What? Want me to scoop you up and set you on it?"
I grinned at her hesitation. The answer came back prim and sharp.
"W-with those arms? Could you even lift me?"
Mm… fair point. I really do need to get stronger.
I had no comeback for the jab at my F-rank arms, and while I was privately swearing to build enough strength to pick up my slaves, Hana steeled herself, climbed onto the bed, and lay down properly on her back.
Ohh…
—Gulp.
Those elastic breasts, a little softer than they once were but still gloriously full, rising and falling with every breath; the slender waist that made the soft hills above look even higher; the plump mound visible between her Y-zone; the firm thighs pressed tightly together in a desperate attempt to hide her pussy—I drank it all in with open admiration and swallowed hard. Then those long arms, which had been stretched stiffly down at her sides like she was standing at attention, began to move.
One hand slipped over her pussy. The other arm and hand drifted up to half-cover her chest. Hana turned her flushed face slightly aside.
"Y-you've watched porn with people who have way better bodies than me, so why are you staring like that… D-don't just look. If you're going to do it, hurry up and…"
No. Real life and video are different. And even in porn, a body like yours isn't exactly common…
I muttered a quiet rebuttal to the porn comment, then followed the second half of her instruction and climbed onto the bed.
Part of me wanted nothing more than to drive my raging cock straight into that untouched pussy—but I knew well enough that would hurt both of us. So instead I set my hands on her knees, the line that divided those long legs into upper and lower, and pushed them gently apart.
"Hhk…"
The instant my hands touched her knees, Hana instinctively tensed those firm thighs until long lines stood out in the muscle, letting out a thin little sound. Then she yielded to my touch and slowly opened her legs.
I crawled into the space between those widely parted thighs, settled onto my stomach, and moved the hand covering her pussy up onto the lewdly gleaming womb tattoo above it.
"Haa… haa…"
She seemed to understand what it meant that I'd cleared her hand away and buried my head between her legs. Her breathing roughened, and her body locked up with tension.
—Gulp.
I swallowed as I took in the pair of plump mounds her hand had been hiding, the long seam formed by tightly closed outer lips. Then I parted my mouth and let my tongue slide free.
The tip of it pushed out between my lips, stretched a little farther, a little farther—and the moment it touched that cleft, Hana let out a heated cry.
"Hyaah?!"
It was a completely different sound from every moan she'd managed to suppress until now. Smiling, I dragged my tongue upward along her.
There was no technique to it—just a simple stroke. But Hana had never felt another person's tongue roaming her body in her entire life. She jerked like a fish on a cutting board and clamped her legs shut.
I was enjoying her reaction, coating those outer lips with spit—when the crushing force of those thighs closing around me made me panic.
Uh… that hurts…? Like… a lot…?
It went well past the point of pleasant pressure. It felt like she was trying to pulverize me. I strained with everything I had to resist, but F-rank strength standing up to S-rank power was a fantasy.
Not particularly eager to go down in history as the master who died between his slave's thighs, I stopped licking and shouted in a hurry.
"W-wait! Ease up a little!"
"Haut?! Huh? F-force? L-like this?"
Still twitching and moaning from the stimulation, Hana answered my cry and finally loosened her legs.
Barely escaped from the jaws of death, I looked down at the pussy still gleaming with my spit.
Doesn't look like she's relaxed at all… What do I do…?
I couldn't just shove my cock into a dry pussy as things stood, and I had zero confidence I could keep caressing that tense entrance while fighting the reflexive clamp of her thighs every time an unfamiliar sensation hit her. I was stuck.
Isn't there some way? Tie her ankles to the bedposts with rope so she can't close her legs…? No. She snaps iron cuffs like nothing—rope would just tear. How do I… Ah!
I stroked those firm, soft thighs while I thought it through, and then a position I'd seen in countless porn videos flashed through my mind.
Having found my solution, I spoke to Hana, who had her head turned slightly aside and her eyes squeezed shut in preparation for whatever stimulation was coming.
"Get on your knees and lean forward."
"Hnn… Huh?"
Wound tight with tension, she tilted her head with a puzzled look—but she obeyed almost at once and got onto all fours.
I drew her legs together for her, then lightly stroked that springy ass as I spoke.
"Lower your upper body a bit."
"Hnnngh!"
The moment my hand touched her backside, a lewd little whimper slipped out of her, and she dipped her torso a little lower.
"Drop your waist a bit more—until your chest is touching the bed. Keep your ass up."
Inexperienced as she was, Hana had seen plenty, and she moved exactly as my porn-educated instructions directed. A moment later, the ideal pose took shape: that luscious ass thrust high toward the ceiling and nothing else.
Below the anus pointing skyward, her pussy sat tilted just slightly upward—perfect for licking and sucking. I nodded in satisfaction, then took those two springy handfuls of flesh in both hands and spread them.
"Hnnk!"
I savored the heated moan that spilled out the instant my fingers dug into her ass, closed my eyes, and luxuriated in the way that skin clung to my palms.
Ahh…
I kneaded slowly, enjoying the soft, squishy, springy give that drew involuntary sounds of appreciation from me. Then I parted the cheeks I was holding and brought my mouth to the pussy still marked with my spit.
—Chuuup!
"Hyaah?!"
Huh. Now that I think about it, I put my mouth on her pussy before her lips again. Well. These are lips too, technically.
I entertained that pointless thought for a second while listening to the lewd cry that burst out the moment my mouth met her mound. Then I took those outer lips fully into my mouth and ran my tongue along the cleft.
"Hnn?! Hyaaang! W-waiiit! Hyaah?! Hnngh!!!"
Every time my tongue moved, Hana poured out heated moans, and her thighs clenched and twitched the same way they had when I'd licked her earlier.
But no matter how hard those sleek legs and firm thighs tried to close, they were nowhere near my fragile body this time—they couldn't squeeze me at all.
Heh heh. Worked exactly as planned.
If I caressed her from behind in doggy style without putting myself between those legs that were guaranteed to clamp shut, there was no way she could crush me. The prediction had paid off perfectly. Satisfied, I started sucking her pussy in earnest.
The sealed outer lips and the cleft between them; the inner lips that appeared once I spread her open with my hands; the vaginal entrance trembling with fear as I worked my tongue between those folds; the clitoris twitching and hiding under its hood—I licked and sucked every place my tongue and lips could reach. Before long, a taste distinctly different from spit began to register.
It was a little different from Selena's, but I knew instinctively that the flavor climbing my tongue was Hana's love juices. I redoubled my efforts, thoroughly working over that soft inner flesh that gave the faintest little twitches.
—Slurp! Chup! Slurp! Chuuup!
"Hauk!?!? W-wait! D-don't put it inside! Hnnk?!"
The moment my freely roaming tongue nudged just slightly into her entrance, Hana jolted in shock and let out a sharp cry.
Come on… In a little while something bigger and harder than this is going in there, and you're telling me not to put it inside…
Feeling the entrance clamp down on my tongue, I muttered that to myself, then gripped her twitching, fleeing ass firmly and licked the soft flesh around her entrance with stubborn focus.
—Slurp! Slurp!
And a short while later—
"S-stop! Hyaauk?! W-waiiit!!!"
Hana's body began to shake violently. With that frantic cry, a warm rush of fluid poured into the mouth still sealed over her pussy.