The Raw Thrill of Direct Uterine Penetration – Part 3
Many things can only truly be understood through direct experience.
For instance, the feeling of a manhood piercing straight through the cervix and sinking deep inside.
The exquisite sensation of the glans rubbing against the uterine wall while the slickness coats everything.
And the fierce rush of seed flooding directly into the uterus itself.
These sensations are something no one can ever grasp from mere observation.
Yet Ella had still climaxed over and over, screaming in ecstasy time and time again.
Even as Beatrix’s eyes rolled back and her vision plunged into darkness.
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On top of that, because their senses were shared, Ella could feel every vivid detail of the brutal mating.
*If I could feel everything like that, I’d lose my mind right now.*
Even now, overwhelmed by the overwhelming mix of agony and pleasure, she was already on the brink.
Ella shook her head vigorously, wiping the tears streaming down her cheeks with the back of her hand.
Her body was completely spent from repeated orgasms, but the beasts showed no sign of slowing down.
Ella reached up and unclasped the brooch around her neck, slowly opening her eyes.
There was still no sign that she was growing used to the monster of a cock.
This was the very first time it had happened since they began the secret peeking.
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“Uuum…”
Whoosh! As she stretched her back, Beatrix’s shoulders let out a scream.
She had come to the hot spring intending to relax her fatigue, yet she was even more exhausted than before she entered.
Still, Beatrix showed no trace of tiredness in her gaze.
“The evening is getting late,” Albert called out.
The sky had already turned pitch black, and a cold wind was beginning to scatter the clouds.
He sat in front of the tent he had set up near the hot springs, boiling a simple broth.
Just like Beatrix, he looked anything but tired—vigorous and full of energy.
The firewood crackled with a cheerful yellow glow as it burned, pushing back the chill of the mountain air.
“Ah, I’m coming.”
Beatrix stared down at the mountain for a moment, then walked toward the tent.
The broth was made with dried meat and vegetables she had brought up the mountain.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you. I’ll eat it all up.”
Beatrix took the bowl Albert offered and brought it to her lips.
The broth and the fire felt especially warm against the cold mountain air.
“Haah…”
A cloud of white steam rose from Beatrix’s lips.
The bowl in her hand was already empty.
Albert’s was the same.
“Would you like more?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“Then I’ll bring it to the knights.”
Albert lifted the cauldron off the fire and slid down the slope toward the mountain below.
With every step he took, a trail of blue mana flowed along the ground.
It was a convenient way to mark his path so he could easily find his way back.
The risk of getting lost on the mountain at night was far too high.
“I’m back.”
Beatrix, left alone, stared blankly at the dying fire.
Albert returned carrying the empty cauldron.
Beatrix’s eyes turned toward him.
“Any injuries?”
“No.”
“Is that so? How fortunate.”
While Beatrix nodded, Albert washed the empty cauldron and bowls, tidying up behind him.
With the ability to cast simple magic, he had very little work to do.
He would draw water with magic, rinse the cauldron and bowls once, then use a purifying spell to make them spotless.
After finishing his chores, Albert headed straight for the hot spring.
He stripped off his clothes and laid them on a flat rock.
The stone had been cut and smoothed down so Beatrix could change beside it.
“You want to go in again?”
Beatrix came up quietly and asked, and Albert nodded.
“Yes. I just want to get in.”
“Then I’ll go in with you.”
Beatrix shed her clothes and immediately stepped into the water.
Despite the chilly night, the spring still felt warm.
The light from the fire made the faint steam rise beautifully.
“Nice.”
Albert leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.
Submerging his body in the warm hot spring water, he forgot all about the cold.
Beatrix stood shoulder to shoulder with him and gave a small nod.
“But…”
After a long stretch of silence.
Albert slowly opened his eyes.
“Do you really think you can overcome it?”
He wondered if Ella could truly defeat the strange fear she felt for herself.
It might be possible. It might not.
Beatrix answered in a casual tone.
“A day or two won’t be enough. It could take months… or even years. But once you get used to it, the fear will disappear.”
“It’ll take a long time.”
“Probably. But if it still doesn’t work… I might have to find a way to erase the memory.”
“Erase the memory…?”
“Memory.”
Magic that touches the human mind is strictly forbidden.
It isn’t treated as a simple rule—it’s a vow taken with one’s life.
It was something every magician had to go through.
Beatrix had done it. Albert had done it too.
“It’s not magic. We’ll have to use another method. Because I don’t want to die.”
Don’t want to die.
Beatrix from the past would never have said such a thing.
She had no attachment to life and simply believed she could die once she fulfilled her duty as a ruler.
But things were different now.
She wanted to live a little longer with Albert, no matter what.
Even though they had only been together for a short time, she was certain there would be no wavering.
Especially since it was the first time she had ever felt true obsession.
“Still, we should make her watch frequently so she can overcome it naturally.”
Beatrix suddenly pressed herself against Albert’s arm.
Albert smiled faintly.
Even in his languid state, his cock was slowly awakening, twitching against his body.
It was reacting to the scent of the female and the softness of her skin.
“Yes. That’s good.”
He wrapped his arm around Beatrix’s waist and gently squeezed one of her buttocks.
The soft sensation of his palm spread to his cock, sending more blood rushing there.
Today, in the afternoon.
The lingering afterglow of the first-ever uterine sex he had enjoyed flooded back.
It had been made possible only by magic and Beatrix’s research…
The one and only special sex only Albert could taste.
“I’ll go slowly.”
As Albert kissed her gently, Beatrix naturally responded.
Their tongues intertwined, wet sounds filled the air, and she half-closed her eyes.
Albert’s hand moved from her buttocks, sliding naturally down toward her sex.
Beatrix’s hand stroked his cock softly, focusing on tormenting the sensitive glans.
*Why does even the saliva taste so good…?*
Even as the strange thought crossed her mind, Beatrix kept moving her hand.
She formed a ring with her fingers to tease the glans, pressing her large breasts against Albert’s chest.
In response, Albert thrust his hips more vigorously while gently squeezing Beatrix’s full breasts with his free hand.
Not rough like squeezing milk, but soft, easing the accumulated fatigue.
“Fuuuht… chuuuup…”
Amid the wet sounds of their kissing.
A moan escaped Beatrix’s lips.
Especially whenever Albert’s fingers pinched her clit or her nipples, her whole body would tremble.
Albert’s expression was far from good.
Even the kiss made his breathing ragged.
When Beatrix’s hand tormented his weak spots, it became nearly unbearable.
Beatrix’s body twitched, and Albert’s cock jerked nonstop.
*It’s going to come.*
Beatrix felt the throbbing of the cock in her hand and realized he had reached the brink.
It was growing harder and thicker through her fingers.
Albert sensed that Beatrix was reaching her climax.
Her half-lidded eyes showed a hazy, lustful gaze.
Her pussy was gushing slick, her lower abdomen tightly clenched.
This was the reaction Beatrix showed when she reached orgasm.
“Sit on the railing.”
Beatrix slowly pulled away, panting.
As soon as she released his cock, it twitched violently as if begging.
Even a light brush with her fingers would have made it spurt.
“…Yes.”
Because his mind was filled only with the desire to cum, Albert quickly followed her command and sat on the railing.
The sudden movement caused splashes and droplets to fall.
Beatrix knelt between Albert’s legs, clasping both hands together.
She cupped them as if scooping water to drink.
She placed her cupped hands directly under the glans.
The instant her hands touched the tip, the sensation of climax shot straight up his urethra.
Thick cum began to spurt out.
The force was so intense it was hard to believe he had already cum several times.
The amount was more than enough.
“Fuuuht…!”
The thick seed splashed onto Beatrix’s face.
Her eyes squeezed shut.
While Albert furrowed his brow, savoring the pleasure of his orgasm, he kept spurting.
Evenly across the hands that had been kept neat, and even across her face and chest.
When the long orgasm finally ended,
“Uuum…”
Beatrix opened her eyes, misty with lust, and brought both hands to her mouth.
She drank every drop of the thick cum that had filled her palms.
She licked the cum on her palm with her tongue, then sucked her cum-covered fingers.
As if not wasting even one drop.
“Wow…”
Albert sighed in awe, spellbound.
He chewed the cum loudly as if to prove it, then used his fingers to eat the cum on his face and chest.
He had no other word for it except obscene.
The once-flaccid cock regained strength, twitching again as it stood tall.
“You’ll take it in?”
Beatrix asked as she slowly stood.
Just from looking at her gaze, which stared straight at his cock, it was obvious she was in heat.
Albert thought for a moment, then patted the spot beside him.
“Could you build a wall here?”
“A wall? Why suddenly?”
“I have something I want to do.”
Beatrix tilted her head but twisted her mana anyway.
Soon, a stone wall rose right next to Albert.
It was smooth and flat.
“Is this enough?”
“Yes. Thank you.”
It had width, height, and—most importantly—looked sturdy, as if rooted firmly.
Albert pushed and tested the wall, then nodded in satisfaction.
Beatrix, looking curious, walked up to the wall and asked.
“But why a wall?”
“I have a request, so I need a wall.”
“Tell me.”
Beatrix’s eyes sparkled.
Albert’s lips curled into a smile.
“Lean against the wall with one hand, and lift one leg high with the other.”
One hand on the wall.
The other supporting the raised leg.
Beatrix’s pose was something she had never experienced before.
“I’ll try.”
Still, Beatrix obediently followed Albert’s instructions.
She leaned her arm against the wall, then wrapped the raised leg with the other arm.
Perhaps because her flexibility was exceptional, she didn’t feel any pain even when her leg was stretched wide.
She didn’t stagger or lose balance.
She only looked slightly curious.
But the moment Albert got close and hugged the female’s raised leg,
Beatrix’s eyes flashed with intense light.
She saw the intent to push the cock even deeper into the uterus.
She also saw the intent to fuel the male’s excitement with such a lewd pose.
*How lewd.*
The pussy fully exposed as if to offer it to the male. Or was she showing off?
It was too good.
Thick.
The fully erect cock poked at her pussy.
Beatrix’s thighs trembled.
“Aaaht!”
The huge cock slowly sank in.
Beatrix’s eyes half-closed.
As the cock rubbed and thrust into her cervix, making her belly bulge, she felt as if she couldn’t breathe.
The lower abdomen bulged out.
Whoosh! The glans pressed against the cervix as if urging it to open.
The cervix opened as if waiting.
“Oooh…!”
As the glans plunged deep into the open cervix, Beatrix let out a moan, eyes wide.
It felt like electricity ran through her, sending a shiver down her spine.
Albert hugged Beatrix’s leg with his chest and one arm, extending his left hand forward.
He reached for her large breasts.
As Albert played with her breasts like milking, Beatrix’s expression turned utterly wrecked.
Her cheeks flushed red, her eyes hazy, her lips slack.
Even the large buttocks above trembled.
“Haah…!”
Albert’s hips slammed hard.
Beatrix’s body was pushed backward.
If there were no wall, she would have fallen long ago.
With her legs locked tightly together, the cock that had plunged into her uterus pressed firmly against the uterine wall.
And with her hips lifted upward.
“Haah…!”
Beatrix’s thighs shook, then she urinated with a loud cry.
Without realizing it, she squeezed her lower abdomen tightly, so her cervix and vaginal walls clung tightly to the cock.
It was a completely different, strange sensation from the vagina.
A foreign yet powerful stimulation as the glans rubbed the uterine wall.
Albert bit his lip tightly and thrust his hips forward.
Boom.
The strong impact and vibration struck the uterine wall.
The cum from the urethra that had already burst hit the uterine wall again.
The intense pleasure, strong enough to break the uterus, lit up Beatrix’s brain white.
“Ok… ooh…”
Beatrix rolled her eyes back and let out beast-like moans.
With her large breasts, buttocks, and even the uterus, she gave herself completely to enjoy the happy climax.