The Incubus Who Controls Water #5
The Incubus Who Controls Water #5
Of course, Rebecca wore an expression of utter disbelief.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"If you don't want to learn, that's on you. But think about it. I'm an incubus, and I have a talent for sexual techniques. What you have before you is an excellent Pleasure Instructor."
"Pleasure Instructor...? Have you lost your mind?"
Her refusal was something I'd already predicted.
Common sense dictated this was an absurd proposition.
There was no way the proud Rebecca would easily agree to learn how to masturbate.
But I didn't give up and kept persuading her.
"The <Origins of the Incubus> said something like this: the effect of mana amplification grows greater depending on the degree of pleasure both parties feel. That means the more sensitive your partner is to pleasure, the greater the mana charging effect becomes. Learning how to satisfy yourself is something you absolutely have to learn. Masturbation is the fastest shortcut to acclimating to pleasure, after all."
Masturbation is the fastest shortcut to pleasure!
Even as I said it, my face grew hot.
It was a stupid argument, but it was something we needed.
That the effect of mana amplification grows greater depending on the degree of pleasure.
This wasn't just headcanon—it really was written in the <Origins of the Incubus>. Rebecca, who seemed to have read that passage too, didn't deny my words. Instead, she just wore a confused expression at my ceaseless chatter.
"I'm supposed to get used to pleasure?"
"Yeah, you cultivate a mindset of enjoying pleasure. If you learn to masturbate, isn't that enough practice for mana charging on your own? You'll learn where your erogenous zones are. It'll help you proactively enjoy the mana charging."
"This is absurd."
Rebecca shook her head.
This was the most crucial moment.
Here, I pulled out the final line I'd prepared.
With the intent to land a blow that would wake her up.
If this didn't work, I was prepared to cleanly give up on teaching her.
"You want to use Sword Aura, don't you. You want to slice anything and everything in half with Sword Aura, right? They say there's nothing a skilled martial artist can't cut."
Sword Aura.
A force wielded by skilled martial artists in this world. For martial artists, it's a technique that can be seen as a kind of romance. Warriors who become capable of using Sword Aura can transcend the limits of their physical bodies. It seems even women who are naturally weaker in physical strength can unleash monstrous power.
I cast my gaze over Rebecca's body.
Though it was tempered by swordsmanship, it was still a physique that could not surpass the limits of a woman.
Only mana could solve Rebecca's problem.
"...Of course."
Rebecca meekly acknowledged my words.
Seizing the moment, I decided to press my point.
"The more you adapt to pleasure, the more mana you accumulate. I'm not a swordsman, so I don't know exactly how you generate Sword Aura, but having more mana can't be a bad thing, right? We can gain, in just a few hours, the magic power that would normally take days of ordinary training to accumulate. If you learn how to masturbate, things will get even better."
As I always felt, Rebecca possessed a tenacious obsession with swordsmanship. The moment the words 'Sword Aura' were uttered, her interest showed plainly on her face. Rebecca fell into thought for a moment upon hearing my words.
Was she perhaps imagining herself unleashing Sword Aura in her head?
In the end, at that final moment, the chaste and pure virgin Rebecca was utterly taken in by my persuasion.
"I feel like I'm being tricked, but I'll let myself be fooled just this once."
"I'm not tricking you."
"It's just a figure of speech. Anyway, I'll try to learn."
"Then take your clothes off now. How am I supposed to teach you to masturbate with your clothes on?"
"I told you I don't want to—"
"Then I'll give up on teaching you. There's no way I'd feel like teaching someone who's uncooperative."
"Ah, honestly—."
I hadn't been pleased with Rebecca wrapping herself tightly in her clothes since earlier.
I, her partner, had stripped everything off and was in nothing but my underwear, so wasn't it spiteful that only Rebecca was fully dressed? This was beyond a matter of teaching efficiency; it was a matter of attitude.
If she intended to do this properly, she should get naked too.
Show me the form you were born in—
"You bastard—."
Rebecca glared at me as she unbuckled her belt and pulled her pants down. Today, Rebecca was wearing pure white panties. The moment the leather pants slid down, the pristine virgin panties finally appeared before my eyes.
"Oh—."
I gazed admiringly at Rebecca's slender, outstretched legs.
The sight of her gleaming white thighs and pelvis, revealed without filter.
I couldn't tear my gaze away from the panties shyly nestled between her thighs.
"This much is fine, right? I'm not taking off any more."
Rebecca ultimately did not become completely naked. With her top still on and her lower half bared, she sought my permission.
Since it was an outfit even sexier than full nudity, I accepted it.
"As long as you can move your hands freely, it's enough. Then let's get into a suitable position."
I perched on the edge of the bed and gathered my knees straight together.
Then I pointed at my legs with my fingers.
"Come up here and sit on my lap."
"Do I really have to sit on your lap? I'm not a child."
"That way it'll be easier for you to see."
Once she'd made up her mind, the hurdle to accepting detailed requests was low.
A moment later, Rebecca delicately seated herself on my lap.
It was a position like the rear-seated posture a couple takes during sex, minus the actual insertion.
"A little closer—."
To fix the position, Rebecca had to push her hips back a bit more. The moment her soft ass touched my rigid crotch, Rebecca blushed and offered her commentary.
"It's hard and your body temperature is high, so it's hot. Your cock."
My fully erect cock was being pressed down by Rebecca's mound.
The sensation of the thin panties I felt over my cock was truly fantastic.
I rubbed my dick stealthily against Rebecca's pussy mound, but I did not insert it in the end.
I had to hold back.
As I promised earlier, for now I was solely acting as the instructor teaching Rebecca how to masturbate.
My desire to teach Rebecca about pleasure was genuine.
It wasn't that I had absolutely no lewd thoughts, but the desire to increase the efficiency of our mana charging was far greater. My creed was that if you were going to do something anyway, you had to give it your all.
'Ah, that fresh virgin pussy is fucking hot.'
With superhuman endurance, I suppressed my desires.
As I'd said before, I was a man with tremendous self-control, uncharacteristic of an incubus. Enough to have preserved my virginity for a whole 20 years.
I took a moment to breathe deeply and calm my head.
I decided to focus on teaching Rebecca to masturbate.
As for how I knew about female masturbation techniques and such, it was naturally knowledge I'd studied on my own through web surfing.
Of course, I didn't know if I could put that knowledge to good use.
There would obviously be a huge gap between theory and practice.
'Making her go crazy from her very first masturbation session... I can do it.'
However, I possessed an incredible tool capable of overcoming the gap in experience.
The superpower of the incubus.
The pheromones that had made Rebecca go into heat instantly back on the street.
An aphrodisiac that only worked on Rebecca, whose sexual compatibility with me was the absolute maximum.
If I used that, I could make her feel it properly from her very first masturbation.
Of course, if I used it at maximum output like back then, it might break Rebecca's mind, so I'd have to regulate it.
"Rebecca, I'm going to use the pheromones."
"Pheromones? Ah, no. That felt too good and made my head go weird. Even though we didn't do anything to each other back then, we got so worked up we nearly went crazy. If you use them while you're fondling me, I'll lose my mind."
"It's fine. I can control the output. If I release about ten percent, you'll feel just the right amount of arousal. Honestly, I'm a little lacking in confidence about teaching a woman to masturbate. There's no way I, a guy, could skillfully teach women's masturbation. So I want to borrow the pheromones' power."
I wanted to borrow the pheromones' power to make her feel it better.
Wouldn't there be limits to a man like me teaching a woman to masturbate?
Rebecca seemed to accept my reasoning to some degree.
"You said you'd release just a little? I'll trust you, so go ahead and release them."
"Thanks for trusting me."
"B-But if you raise the output on your own, I won't let you off."
I released the pheromones.
As I channeled a slight bit of force into the horns on my head, a sweet fragrance wafted out as if a switch had been pressed.
An even fainter scent than when I'd released them on the street.
Rebecca nodded as if this level was acceptable.
"That's just right. It's not to the point where I can't control my body like back then. If you could control the output, why didn't you use it from the start?"
"I was worried you'd hate using the pheromones at all. I don't want to force an ability for my own benefit if you dislike it."
"A kind dream demon, huh. Hmm."
Was it thanks to the pheromones?
Rebecca, seated in front of me, was crossing and squirming her legs as if she felt ticklish inside her panties.
"Spread your legs."
I spoke to her shortly.
"But my crotch is all tingly because of your pheromones."
"You're probably just keeping them shut because you're embarrassed."
"Y-You caught me."
I saw Rebecca, a flush rising on her cheeks, fidgeting her legs and pressing her thighs tightly straight together.
I put strength into my hands and spread her thighs wide, hooking her feet to keep her parted crotch fixed in place. With her white panties laid bare, Rebecca lowered her head deeply in shame.
'Cute.'
Rub, rub.
I briefly caressed Rebecca's smooth, perfectly toned stomach before sliding my hand downward and slipping it inside her panties.
As I spread the panties open, I was able to see a real woman's pussy for the very first time in my life.
"Um, I don't have much hair."
As I was staring intently at her pussy, Rebecca cautiously spoke up.
Indeed, as she said, her pubic hair was sparse.
Her pussy, sporting a clean pink hue, kept its lips tightly sealed like a clam.
I gently spread her labia majora with my fingers, and at that moment, Rebecca flinched. Her face deeply flushed, she gauged my reaction.
"I-It's okay, right? The shape isn't weird or anything?"
"Have confidence. It's an incredibly pretty shape."
"R-Really—."
My answer was sincere. Because Rebecca's pussy was prettier than any woman I'd ever seen depicted in media back on Earth.
I wanted to take a picture and treasure this virgin pussy forever.
That there are no portable phones in this world is the greatest regret of all time.
"I'm going to start masturbation now, so watch carefully. Don't let your attention wander."
"Yeah."
I gently stroked her lower abdomen before dropping my fingers down to uncover her clit, nestled beneath its hood, and rubbed it softly.
Since this was my first time attempting this, I thought there would be many awkward points.
But surprisingly, my hand was skillfully caressing her clit.
As if I had known a woman's body from the moment I was born.
"Ahng. Your hands are seriously perverted."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
Could this be the talent of an incubus?
"Hngh."
I continued to caress her clit.
The female clitoris is said to be an organ that exists solely for feeling pleasure. A little bean born exclusively for doing lewd things—doesn't just thinking about it make you hard? As I directly caressed that very clit with my own hand, Rebecca's pussy slowly began to grow wet.
"This bean-like part hanging here is the clitoris. It's the easiest erogenous zone for women to feel. If it's your first time masturbating, starting with clitoral masturbation would be best. Rebecca, are you listening?"
"Haaah, I-I'm listening."
"If you keep caressing it, the clit will become erect—that's proof your body is aroused. How is it? The bean is harder and bigger than before, right?"
Having her clit lewdly erect from my masturbation lesson, Rebecca parted her lips with a slightly dreamy expression.
Perhaps dizzy from the horny feeling she was experiencing for the first time, unlike her usual self, lewd words slipped out of Rebecca's mouth.
"Yes, Instructor Luke. It feels good when you touch my clit."
"Oh."
Instructor, huh. What a fucking hot word.
It got me excited, as if I were really fucking a female student I was teaching.
I felt an impulse to fuck her pussy with my cock instead of my hands, but I held back.
Right now was simply the time for teaching masturbation.
Time passed from then on.
Five minutes passed.
And another ten minutes passed.
They say it takes an average of five to twenty minutes for a woman to feel an orgasm.
For the first five minutes, I rubbed her clit very slowly in circles, and after that, I increased the intensity and rubbed her clit without pause.
"Ngh, I-I th-think I'm gonna come."
Whenever Rebecca signaled she was about to come, I'd deliberately slow the pace to keep her from tipping over.
Because I also know that the more you hold back and endure the ache before the peak, the better it feels.
"Hnngh, l-let me come."
"Not yet."
"Please let me come, Instructor Luke. Hahng."
Was it because she'd been stimulated for too long?
Her body gone slack, Rebecca leaned her back against me with a look of not knowing what to do.
Rebecca was being swept away by the lewd, undulating sensations of her very first clitoral masturbation experience.
"Hahh, hooaah."
That hooaah, breathing out loud, is cute.
It was gradually becoming time to make the virgin Rebecca feel her first climax in 21 years of life.
When I rubbed her clit strongly and gently bit her ear, Rebecca, whose body was already sensitive, arched her back and came spectacularly.
"Hahhng—."
For a long while, Rebecca trembled and quivered, letting out embarrassing moans.
Her pure white, innocent panties grew soaked with lewd love juices.
The thoroughly wet pussy mound showing through her panties couldn't have looked more obscene.
Was the afterglow of the climax lingering?
Rebecca kept twitching for quite a while even after I withdrew my fingers.
At last, I had succeeded in making Rebecca climax.
With my very own hands.
Is it because my race is incubus?
Even if it sounds somewhat absurd, don't be surprised.
'I'm happy.'
At this very moment, what swelled up in my chest was a massive sense of accomplishment.
My heart filled with pride at the thought that I had successfully delivered pleasure to a woman. Even I thought it was a bizarre feeling, but it was indeed a sense of achievement worthy of a dream demon.
An emotion far removed from ordinary ethics.
With a dry cough, I spoke to Rebecca.
"You watched closely, right?"
"Mmhm."
"This is something you normally do alone when no one's around. So remember it well. Try mimicking the movements of my hands."
"I have to do this kind of thing alone?"
Rebecca raised her fingers and carefully touched her pussy, visible through her wet panties.
But soon, Rebecca shook her head and said to me.
"The feeling's completely different."
"I guess having someone else touch you feels a bit different. But being able to feel pleasure is the same. If you're ever unsure, you can always ask me whatever you want. As your partner, I'll take responsibility and teach you."
"H-How could I possibly ask something like that—"
Under Rebecca's stare boring into me, I made an awkward expression.
And so, the first night of attempting mana charging passed without incident.
Being absorbed in teaching masturbation, deep night had fallen before I knew it.
Sending a woman home in the middle of a night like this isn't mannerly.
I urged Rebecca to sleep over in my room.
"It's gotten really late. Just sleep here."
Rebecca, steeped in fatigue, didn't bother to refuse my request.
She and I each washed up on the lower floor and returned, then found our spots and lay down. She couldn't sleep in wet panties, so I lent her a spare pair of underwear.
I spread a blanket on the floor and lay down first, and Rebecca got onto the bed on her own.
It was the same positioning as when I first brought her to the room.
I spoke to Rebecca, who was lying down.
"As expected, my magic power increased. A lot more than before, too."
"......Yeah."
"Mana charging is definitely effective. It's lucky we met. Where else in the world could you find someone who can gain mana at will through sex."
Before falling asleep, I made one request of Rebecca.
"Rebecca. Earlier, when you called me Instructor... would you say it one more time?"
"Why? I was just out of it and nonsense came out."
"Because it was incredibly hot. I think I'd be happy to hear it again."
"P-Pervert."
At my absurd request, Rebecca turned over sharply in bed.
Just as I was resigning myself with the thought that it had indeed been too unreasonable a request for the innocent virgin Rebecca.
Suddenly, a hesitant voice drifted out from Rebecca's turned back.
"...In-Instructor Luke. Thank you for teaching me to masturbate today. The place you called my clit felt really good."
"Oh."
I was satisfied.
I spoke no further to Rebecca and closed my eyes.
*
It was when I opened my eyes the next day.
"Huh?"
Having woken early in the morning, I witnessed a curious sight.
Rebecca, who had been lying on the bed, had changed her sleeping spot.
At some point, her body had come down to the floor.
"What the?"
She'd brought her blanket down and was sleeping right beside me. The blanket was spread too neatly for it to be explained as rolling off in her sleep.
I could hear the soft sound of her breathing.
I looked at Rebecca, whose eyes were closed, with a puzzled expression.
'Did she really move spots in the middle of the night?'
To sleep pressed right up against my side?