Chapter 737: The 6th Apostle
Chapter 737: The 6th Apostle
“…Hey, Vanessa?”
“……What is it.”
Having calmed down a little after my rushed ejaculation, I called her name. Vanessa, equally composed now, answered with her usual deadpan expression.
She didn’t even seem to think about swallowing the semen in her mouth.
In my urgency, I had flustered her into doing as I said, but now that it was over, she must have been thinking that what just happened was a little strange.
I’m sure that’s what was going through her mind.
“Are you angry?”
“…What does it look like to you.”
What does it look like? Well, you look a little angry.
I had a guilty conscience, so I couldn’t easily answer.
I suppose you could say I treated her too much like a tool just now.
No. It wasn’t that different from any other normal service, but the problem was that I was so desperate that I pushed her into it without any regard for her own wishes.
Besides, when we started, I’d intended to set a proper mood, especially since I’d been neglecting her for a while.
“Sorry. It might not look like it, but I’m actually a pretty patient guy. But just now… I guess you could say I just couldn’t hold back. It’s just, you were so sexy… ngh!”
As I stammered out those words, unable to find a proper apology, I heard a gulping sound from Vanessa’s throat as she swallowed my semen.
Then, she raised a hand to cover her face again, opened her mouth, and placed the tip of my penis on her tongue. The hand that was already holding me began to slowly stroke up and down.
With that gentle caress, the semen remaining inside me seeped out from the tip and pooled on her tongue.
After drawing out all the semen left inside me, Vanessa swallowed again with another gulp.
But even after she had finished cleaning me up, Vanessa showed no intention of getting up.
She just remained kneeling, not resuming her service, but simply staying still, one hand holding my penis and the other covering her face.
Of course, I had a pretty good idea why she was doing that.
After all, her hand wasn’t completely hiding her face.
I could clearly see that her face was redder than ever before.
This girl. She’s incredibly embarrassed right now.
Her hand hid her expression, but I wondered if even her deadpan mask had finally cracked.
The thought made me want to forcibly pull her hand away to see, but even I didn’t have the nerve to act so selfishly again after what I’d just done.
Still, if she was going to be this embarrassed, she didn’t have to go that far for me.
No. I suppose her actions were far more effective than just saying it was okay.
“…Hah. What’s next.”
Only after a long moment of silence did Vanessa finally lower her hand and stand up.
Her expression was as blank as ever, but the deep blush that stained her face all the way to the tips of her ears hadn't faded.
Did she just force her expression back into place because we couldn’t waste any more time?
“Huh? What?”
“What’s next, I said. We’re not finished, are we?”
When I failed to respond to her sudden question, Vanessa squeezed the penis she was still holding and spoke, as if to say, Don’t play dumb when you’re still this hard.
“No. I mean, I don’t plan on stopping here, but… are we done with what just happened?”
“……Is there anything more to say about it?”
The moment I brought it up, Vanessa pointedly averted her gaze.
Anyone could see she was tremendously embarrassed about what had just happened.
But I sensed something off about her behavior.
It might have just been my imagination, but it felt like the reason for her embarrassment was slightly different from what I was thinking. She didn’t seem embarrassed by her own actions.
And it was strange how she had suddenly defused the mood like that.
Right after I came in her mouth, her expression had been a little cold.
I replayed the recent events in my mind, one by one.
And a hypothesis came to me.
Ah, wait a minute. Could it be… she’s not embarrassed by her actions, but by my words?
Come to think of it, Vanessa would know better than anyone how much patience I have in these situations.
There was that time she went into heat and I endured it to the very end, finishing her off with just my touch. She even said that was what made her start seeing me in a different light.
And I, the man with all that patience, had just told her that I couldn’t hold back a moment ago.
And the reason I couldn’t hold back was because she looked so sexy.
That was more than enough reason for Vanessa to be this embarrassed.
Alright. Let’s test this.
“…What is it.”
“Huh? Oh? Ah, no. It’s just that you look so sexy, I’m worried that if we start right away, I’ll lose control again like before.”
The instant I said that, Vanessa immediately spun around, showing me her back.
She maintained her blank expression until the moment she turned, but in that instant, I was certain.
So that really was why she was so embarrassed.
“……Is that so.”
As if to stamp a seal of confirmation on my certainty, Vanessa took a breath and spoke in a voice that sounded deliberately suppressed.
She then spread her legs shoulder-width apart, leaned forward slightly to place her hands on the wall, and brought one hand to her rear.
She flipped her fluttering skirt up over her hips, revealing her well-developed, captivating ass right before my eyes.
However, the most important part that should have been visible between her cheeks was thoroughly hidden.
It wasn’t because of her underwear. I had already pushed that to the side earlier.
No. That underwear was now pushed even further aside than before, not even touching her private parts at all.
It was because of Vanessa’s thick tail.
The long, thick, conical tail, wide at the base and tapering to a point, completely concealed her privates just by hanging there limply.
It was incredibly lewd, yet frustrating at the same time.
As if she knew what I was thinking, Vanessa took a short breath and slowly began to lift her tail.
And as her tail rose stiffly into the air, her beautiful vulva was finally revealed in all its glory.
The pretty, pink slit was dripping viscous fluid onto the floor, drip, drip, as if it were drooling, making me feel an immediate urge to thrust my penis inside.
“…So, are you going to just leave me like this.”
Seeing Vanessa present her own ass and expose herself to tempt me, I was at a loss for words.
Seriously? This girl thinks it’s less embarrassing to act like this than to let me keep saying embarrassing things?
After all, once we started having sex, I wouldn’t be rambling on with such embarrassing words.
Just how embarrassing had my comment been?
And to hide it with this attitude. I swear, if it were anyone but me, they wouldn’t have even noticed why she was acting this way.
To be honest, I was almost seduced by the sight of Vanessa presenting her ass to me.
No. To be precise, I was seduced. I was just barely holding myself back.
But even if it wasn’t my intention, things had turned out this way. I couldn’t just let this opportunity pass, could I?
Deep down, Vanessa probably wanted this too.
For her to be this embarrassed by my words meant she was just as happy to hear them.
“No. I was going to try and calm down a bit first, but I don’t think I can hold back.”
“Is that so. In that case, why don’t you just… Ngh?! W-What?!”
At my reply, Vanessa’s body shivered for a moment, as if in pleasure.
Despite that, she kept her head facing forward, not showing me her expression, and spoke in the calmest voice she could manage.
But that pretense of calm was shattered by my next action.
I slid one arm under the crooks of her knees and supported her back with the other, lifting her into my arms in what’s commonly known as a princess carry.
Startled, Vanessa reflexively cried out and covered her face with both hands, but I paid her no mind and walked toward the bed.
I placed her on the bed a little roughly, and she immediately rolled over onto her stomach.
It seemed she wanted to maintain a doggy-style position to hide her face at all costs, but was that really the right choice?
“Nnghh-heeek?!”
I wrapped both my arms around Vanessa’s thick, stiffly raised tail and thrust my penis between her buttocks as she lay on her stomach.
The moment I did, Vanessa’s head shot back, and a moan, the highest-pitched one she’d let out all day, escaped her lips.
She tried her best to keep it low, but she couldn’t manage it to the end, and the high note it hit was unbelievably sexy.
“Even your moans are sexy. Are you trying to seduce me on purpose? Didn’t I already say I can’t hold back? Are you telling me to go even wilder?”
I had no intention of hiding my feelings now.
It was good for her if I got so excited I couldn’t hold back, right?
“Ngh?! Wait… Heut! Th-That’s not iit?! Haah… Really, khut?! Stop for a mome—nnng?!”
As I thrust my hips back and forth while hugging her sensitive tail, the pleasure from both her vulva and her tail finally made Vanessa give up on deepening her voice, and she cried out in a sob.
She was so frantic that she even started tapping my arm, trying to make me stop.
Seeing her so desperate, I had no choice but to pause my hips for a moment.
“Hah… hah… What is it? I can’t hold on for long, so spit it out.”
Of course, I made sure to show that I was still struggling to hold back.
“Ngh… Haah… haah… It’s just… Nngheut?!”
But it wasn’t like Vanessa could immediately explain why she wanted me to stop.
Seeing her unable to get the words out, flustered by my rough response, I gave another deep thrust.
A sign that I couldn’t wait any longer.
“My tail! Hah… Please let go of my tail!”
Only then did Vanessa finally manage to say what she wanted.
And they were words I had been hoping to hear.
Right. In this situation, having her sensitive tail touched so thoroughly must be unbearable.
I was hugging it with both arms, pressing her entire tail flush against my body.
Naturally, every time I moved my hips, her entire tail would rub against me, creating an unimaginably intense stimulation.
“No. It’s easiest to do it from behind while holding this.”
“Ngh… W-We don’t… necessarily… have to do it… from behind…!”
At my immediate refusal, Vanessa finally replied after a moment of thought.
It seemed she had concluded that having her tail rubbed like this was more unbearable than the embarrassment of showing her face.
“Well, you’ve got a point there.”
I immediately agreed with her and let go of her tail.
Instead of her tail, I lifted one of her legs and hugged it, turning her body onto its side.
After getting her into a side-lying position, I began to thrust my hips back and forth, holding her leg just as I had held her tail before.
“Is this better?”
“Ngh… Khh… Nnngh?!”
Vanessa didn’t answer my question.
Instead, she just covered her face with her hand and moaned, her tail twitching as it lay limp beside her.
I see. So she didn’t choose to show her face instead of having her tail touched; she just figured she could cover her face anyway.
I can’t let that happen.
Of course, doing it while she covered her face was nice in its own way, giving it a sense of transgression.
And thanks to the position, the sight of her large breasts squished to the side and jiggling was quite pleasing.
But I’d had enough of the transgressive play with her face hidden.
Now, I wanted to see just how that cool expression of hers had crumbled.