Chapter 225: Frustration is What Makes a Man Grow! (5)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 225: Frustration is What Makes a Man Grow! (5)
I look down at Satomi, who is hungrily licking my cock, held horizontally as if she’s eating corn on the cob.
My once-dirty member had been cleaned long ago, but she was so engrossed that she hadn't noticed, now coating it anew with her own saliva.
When I stroke her hair, Satomi, who had been licking with a lewd expression, lifts her head.
Our eyes meet, and hers narrow suggestively as she grips my waist with her hands.
Thud—
Pushed down by her sudden strength, I sit back, my eyes widening in surprise.
Matching my eye level, Satomi gives a small smirk and crawls over me, pushing against my body.
What’s this… she’s like a completely different person all of a sudden.
Satomi looks down at me, licking her lips with a lewdly flickering tongue.
Her ragged breathing betrays her intense arousal, and I can feel a hot dampness emanating from where my cock is pressed against her crotch.
I feel a heavy pressure from the hands she still has pinned against my chest.
Pressing me down so I can’t get up, she rubs my cock against her own crotch.
Slide— slide—
The Y-zone visible through her skin-tight leggings vulgarly emphasizes the shape of her pussy as it clings to my cock.
Feeling that clinging sensation, I try to move my hips, but I can’t budge an inch under her hands, which press down on me like boulders.
Once her switch was flipped, Satomi had transformed into a temptress, enjoying the act of pinning me down.
Honestly, it feels good, so maybe I should just stay still.
"Mmmgh…! The Captain’s sword… it’s so thick, huff…"
Trembling as if on the verge of a light climax, hearts appearing in her eyes, Satomi presses her hands against my chest and lifts her hips, stripping off her leggings and panties in one go.
Despite being bundled up in a white hoodie on top, Satomi, now coolly exposing her buttocks and crotch, looks down at me with a sultry smile. She then lowers her spread legs onto my abdomen, crushing me beneath her.
As her open crotch makes contact with my body, hot vaginal fluids soak my stomach.
When her scorching crotch gradually moves up toward my chest, I try to lift my body, thinking she wants me to suck her, but Satomi’s strong hands shove me back down.
Hey… that actually hurts…
Firmly pinning my shoulders, Satomi swings her legs back as if pivoting, trapping my cock between her thighs and calves.
Oh… Ohhh…
As her legs begin to move, applying a crushing pressure to my cock, her soft flesh clings to me with a tight, friction-filled grip.
Watching my face while pinned on top of me, Satomi wears a devilish grin and begins to rapidly stroke my cock with a shivering motion of her legs.
From between her half-mounted, spread legs, juices drip down onto me like silken threads.
Did she learn this from that gym owner lady or whatever?
Just what kind of person is that woman?
While I’m enjoying the thigh-job, Satomi, seemingly finding pleasure in teasing me, pulls up my soaked shirt and begins to toy with my nipples.
She taps them repeatedly as if pressing buttons, then lunges forward like a wild beast, taking them into her mouth and sucking greedily.
All the while, she skillfully keeps her legs moving, driving my cock between them with force.
Watching Satomi hold me immobile and handle me as she pleases, it almost feels like I’m being ravished.
Didn't you say you had old-fashioned views on romance?
Your approach to sex isn't old-fashioned at all, is it?
Flushed with excitement, Satomi greedily sucks on my nipples before wiping the drool from her chin with the back of her hand and looking down at me.
Scanning me from head to toe with the eyes of a predator eyeing its prey, Satomi raises both of my hands and pins them above my head.
Looking satisfied at my state—resembling a bound prisoner—Satomi lifts her hips and aligns her soaking wet entrance with my cock, which is standing tall as if reaching for the heavens.
"Captain, do you want to put it in?"
Nod, nod.
"Fufu… My cute Captain…"
As I nod, she gazes at me lovingly, twitching her hips slightly as she repeatedly touches the head of my cock to her damp entrance before pulling away.
"Do you want me to eat it for you?"
Nod, nod.
"Then ask me."
Lady, I think your character has changed a bit too much.
Was all that before just an act?
Or were you so repressed that once the reins were cut, all your pent-up sexual fantasies came pouring out at once?
I suppose since she was royalty, she must have been under strict etiquette and all that.
Whatever the case, my cock was screaming with joy. I try to thrust my hips in delight, only to be stopped by her hands.
"No. I won't eat it until you ask. Can't you hold it in?"
I think the one who can't hold it in is your pussy.
I look at her lower mouth, which is practically drooling as if it wants to drown my cock, then meet Satomi’s eyes.
"Please, eat my lewd cock to your heart's content."
Is this right?
When I deliver the line I think she’d like in the most excited voice possible, it seems to hit the mark. Satomi takes a deep breath, her face transforming into one that looks ready to kiss me at any second.
"Mmm… I guess I have no choice… since it’s a request from my spoiled Captain…"
She slowly lowers her hips, guiding my cock into her entrance.
Her damp lower mouth kisses my cock, and as it gradually stretches open, the glans begins to push inside.
"Hah… mmm… fufu… You have such a pathetic face right now…"
Hey, why don't you go look in a mirror?
Satomi’s own face has already melted, turning into a mess of pure pleasure.
Her lower mouth, slowly swallowing me, clings to my cock with a thick, syrupy heat, while her upper mouth lets out faint moans.
The pressure isn't overwhelming, but I enjoy the cozy tightness of her vaginal walls as she descends—though she’s moving far too slowly.
Wait, wait, wait.
Looking at her now, she’s lowering herself cautiously because she can’t handle the sheer intensity of the pleasure.
Satomi, who had been teasing me by acting like a queen, is now trembling in her legs as she carefully swallows my cock.
With her legs spread and knees bent, her descending hips savor every bit of the unknown excitement the cock provides, as if she’s afraid of it.
"Haa… fufu… Inside me, it—mmgh… does it feel, does it feel good…?"
I give a bright smile to Satomi, who is looking down at me while trying to stifle her moans.
Plunge!
"Hyaaaaah!"
Taking advantage of the moment her strength wavered from being distracted by pleasure, I snap my hips upward, thrusting deep inside her in one go. Satomi’s body jolts as if struck by lightning, and her head snaps back.
"Ugh, hngh, hnnnn…"
As I lower my hips from the thrust, Satomi, her legs having lost all strength, follows me down.
Gripping her slender waist as she remains impaled on my cock, unable to do anything, I move slowly up and down. Her squirming vaginal walls tighten around me.
"Ah, mmm, hah… Ca-Captain, wait… haaaang…"
Though she’s lost her virginity, there seems to be less pain than expected, as sensual moans immediately begin to flow from her lips.
With her head thrown back, her large breasts naturally bounce and sway beneath her clothes, and her arched back heaves up and down on top of me.
Her juice-filled vagina instantly acclimates to my cock, clinging to it tightly, and the more I plunge into her, the thicker her juices become.
"Ah, ahh! Huaang…! Haaah… I shouldn't… the woman, fufu, the woman is supposed to lead—heeeeeegh…"
Satomi mutters as if she’s lost her mind, swaying back and forth in my hands like a toy.
It seems even her consciousness of being the one in control has vanished; she just bobs up and down with her tongue lolling out, her face completely gone from the pleasure.
Her delicious pussy sucks at my cock, inviting it deeper, and when I pound against her cervix, her body shudders as if electrocuted.
Now, I lay the limp girl down on the floor, mount her, and drive my hips.
With her weakly spread legs hooked over my shoulders, I diligently bury my cock into her defenseless pussy. Satomi falls into a swamp of ecstasy, even beginning to drool.
"Ugh, Satomi, I’m cumming."
"Haaahhhng… hah…?"
I kiss her cervix with the head of my cock while she’s still dazed and ejaculate for the second time.
The semen spurts out with vigor, filling her vagina. I savor the pleasure of the release before pulling my cock out.
From the pussy shyly peeking out between her thighs—which are still hooked over my shoulders—semen leaks out, soaking her anus and forming a puddle on the floor.
Having reached her climax simultaneously with my ejaculation, Satomi, just as she had said, has her eyes rolled back in a "pathetic" face and has passed out.
Whew, that was good.
The sight of Satomi sprawled in the middle of the sparring arena with her lower half exposed is pitiful, yet it stirs one's desires.
After admiring the sight for a moment, I clean up the surroundings and get dressed.
Like changing a baby’s diaper, I put her underwear and pants back on her unconscious form, use magic to clean her messy face, and wait for her to wake up.
"Hah…!"
It doesn't take long. Satomi bolts upright, looks around frantically, and then locks eyes with me.
"Ah… that… to faint… I can't believe I fainted… I’m not usually this weak…"
Embarrassed that she finished first and even passed out, Satomi speaks while keeping her gaze lowered.
I stroke her hair and pull her into a gentle embrace.
"Captain…"
"You’ll be fainting a lot from now on."
When I whisper quietly into her ear, her body shudders.
Nodding with immense delight, Satomi answers softly.
"Yes. Please make me faint a lot."
It feels like a strange confession of love… but well, as long as we’re both satisfied.
I continue to hold her as she clings to me, seemingly wanting to be pampered, before finally standing up and leaving the sparring arena.
"You should only spar in the sparring arena."
Did you see that?
The staff member at the reception desk tosses the remark at us as we leave, making Satomi blush.
"It was a spar."
"… …"
The female staff member furrows her brows, but after looking at Satomi with an envious gaze, she turns her head away.
It was a spar.
A sacred duel to see whose reproductive organs were stronger.
After we exit the building, Satomi lets out a muffled laugh and lightly slaps my shoulder.
"A spar? A man shouldn't make jokes like that."
"We’re going to be 'sparring' a lot now, aren't we?"
"Yes, we will."
Clinging to me and giving me a kiss on the cheek, Satomi walks ahead with a lovely smile.
At times like that, she really is just a girl.
I’m glad this is a world where masculinity and femininity are mixed.
No matter how much the gender roles are reversed, if she were just like a man, I wouldn't feel this heartwarming sensation.
Now that Satomi is sorted out, I guess the rest are the other members.
Thinking of the members who would be slumped over with gloomy expressions, I arrive at the inn to find them gathered at the training ground.
"Hey! Can't you do it right?! Do you think you can even land a punch when a monster appears like that?! Use your hips more! Your hips! Right!! Just like that!"
Eli is flying around among the members, shouting at the top of her lungs as if she’s someone important.
Though none of the members seem to be listening to her properly, they are all immersed in training, dripping with sweat.
Huh…? This isn't what I expected.
"It seems I was the only weak one."
Watching Anna and Yoon A-young swing their swords with intense gazes, Satomi gives a bitter smile.
I liked that you were weak, though.
It allowed us to bond physically, and she let go of her obsession with the sword.
Until now, her ego regarding the sword was too strong for me to teach her Storm’s combat style.
If I had approached her hastily while she held that samurai pride and the firm conviction to reach the heights with nothing but a sword, it would have only caused resentment.
"You’re here, Yeon-woo. Is your business at headquarters finished?"
"Yes, it’s done. But I told you all to rest today…"
"Because we realized how lacking we are. We don't have time to rest."
Lee Yu-na smiles gently and tucks a sweat-soaked strand of hair behind her ear.
"Ah! Master!"
Kwon Ye-jin runs over and stands before me, her eyes sparkling.
"I understand now why Master focused on anti-personnel training. I’ll work hard! Please train me more, I want to learn more things."
She looks at me with sparkling eyes, like a puppy that has returned with a ball.
In the distance, Hornet shrugs with a scowl and looks away.
Everyone recovered their confidence quickly.
In that case, shall we raise the training difficulty just a little bit more?
"Uh… Master’s smile looks evil…"
"Let’s train hard, everyone."
"I mean… we will, but…"
Kwon Ye-jin shifts her gaze and avoids eye contact.
Now that I’ve got their confirmation and they’ve found their resolve, let’s push them hard.
Honestly, the training has been a bit too comfortable until now.