The Nanny's Sex Education (2)
The Nanny's Sex Education (2)
The blood in my veins is Titan blood, but the soul inside me carries the blood of kimchi.
A soul that cannot stand skipping the prerequisite studies!
A soul that must never fall behind the pack!
Ah, I truly hated my past self—the me who learned sex from porn and then polished it through real experience.
'Why did I have to already know what a pussy was!'
I was reeling from Amalthea's sex education.
'This is Greek-nymph sex education?'
She wanted me to find with my own hands exactly where her pussy was.
Unbelievable.
'If I find it too fast, it'll look seriously weird!'
No matter how much I already knew, I at least had to put on a show of searching.
If I found it quickly, I did have an excuse.
The excuse that if my dick hangs between my thighs, logically the pussy ought to be between the thighs too.
Midway through, I asked whether her mouth pussy counted as a pussy, but Amalthea wasn't willing to go that far.
Still, she promised a future opportunity, so I'd have to be satisfied for now.
Right now, it was time to sink my dick into Amalthea's pussy and pound away.
"Yes, right there... now try slipping it in very slowly."
For now, I followed her instructions.
Burying my face in Amalthea's chest, I lowered my hips at exactly the speed she wanted.
Squelch, squelch.
'Fuck, it's incredibly tight and springy.'
It felt incomparably better than the white horse meat I'd gorged myself to death on in my past life.
The instant I pushed my dick inside, the folds of her pussy latched onto it like suction cups.
I hadn't even properly done any foreplay, but Amalthea's inner walls were already soaking wet.
"Every woman is a little different, hoo... Some are virgins, and some are not."
"Virgin?"
"I'm talking about first experiences. ...Do you want to try going a little deeper?"
Following Amalthea's guidance, I pushed my dick deeper. As the head advanced, something circular clutching the glans brought me to a halt.
"Can you feel it with your dick? That spot you're touching right now... is probably the maidenhead."
"Maidenhead?"
"Proof that a woman has never lain with a man. When a dick pierces the pussy all the way in... the maidenhead tears."
"Ah, doesn't it hurt?"
Amalthea shook her head and patted my back.
"No, it's all right."
Was this woman a nymph, or an angel?
Even though she was a virgin, instead of agonizing over the pain of her maidenhead tearing, she was worrying about me and patting my back instead.
'In that case, I'll make sure to split her maidenhead painlessly.'
I pushed my dick in very, very slowly.
"Ngh... yes, come to me..."
Where exactly did she want me to come to?
My dick was already inside her pussy—and she was asking me to come again?
'The womb, obviously!'
Even nymphs have wombs.
Among the countless women Zeus mounted and impregnated, nymphs were naturally included, and the woman in front of me was a nymph too.
As if the divine dick of a god could possibly fail to knock up a nymph!
"Sis, could it be that this is... making babies?"
"Huh?"
"Is Sis making my baby?"
"!!"
In response to her curious student's question, the female teacher was thrown into disarray!
In her flustered state, her pussy clenched down on me even harder, and the suction-cup folds made it impossible for my dick to pull out.
"A, a baby... do you want to have a baby?"
"I'm not sure. But... with you, Sis, I think it would be okay."
This wasn't the time to leave things to rational judgment.
Cooling off the moment for no reason would just kill the erotic mood, and there was no need to dump real-world anxiety into the conversation.
Think about it.
Condomless sex and a creampie are right in front of you, and then you go, "Actually, having a baby with you would be kinda lol"—which woman is going to grant permission for that creampie?
'I still have to keep some decency.'
Even if I didn't mean it in the slightest, I looked down at Amalthea with a serious expression.
"If it's you, Sis... I'm okay with it."
"...If it's you, I'm okay too."
Amalthea patted my back again and pulled me into an embrace.
Thanks to that, my dick slid in even deeper, and I felt a sensation as if something foreign inside was slowly giving way.
Rrrip.
"Hngk...!"
Something inside felt as if it were being pried open.
The way you stick a finger through a tiny hole in plastic film and stretch the opening wider—I used my glans to widen that inner hole and pushed my dick deeper.
"It's too big...!"
No.
This wasn't simply widening a hole that already existed.
Like pressing your forefinger through the paper cap of a firecracker and ruining it, I was ramming something larger than the opening into her, forcing the maidenhead aside and tearing it open!
"Hngk, truly... it's so big, hahh, so big that it feels good..."
"B-big means it feels good?"
"...Of course. If you find a goddess to marry someday, she's bound to be happy."
"What about you, Sis?"
"...I'm happy too."
Pressing against Amalthea's breasts, I leaned my face forward.
"Hah, hah, hah."
Amalthea let out ragged breaths and looked up at me.
Our faces drew close enough that our breath mingled, and as if sliding across her chest, I crept a little closer and parted my lips.
"..."
"..."
The two of us gazed at each other wordlessly.
Communicating only with our eyes, we let instinct carry our movements forward naturally.
Peck.
I pressed my lips to Amalthea's.
And then, deliberately, I stayed perfectly still with only our lips touching.
What should I do?
I asked with my eyes, and Amalthea let hers slant slightly as she slowly parted her lips.
Glide.
"!!"
Amalthea's tongue parted my lips and tapped repeatedly against the inside.
Feigning surprise, I tried to pull my head back on purpose, but Amalthea seized the back of my head with one hand and kept me from escaping.
I was obviously stronger.
I'm a god.
"Slurrp."
But when your sexual partner is demanding a forceful kiss, there's no reason to pull your head back and wreck the mood!
Lick.
Instead, I opened my mouth as well and cautiously extended my tongue.
I poked it out as though imitating whatever Amalthea taught me, and she immediately coiled her tongue around mine and began mixing her saliva with mine.
"Mmn, slurrp, chup, hahh..."
Amalthea pulled her mouth away.
A transparent thread stretched between her lips and mine.
"I've had... my first kiss. Hehe."
Amalthea smiled softly.
Even though she'd already snatched my virginity, the fact that she'd had her first kiss had her crying and laughing at the same time.
"For now... want to try rocking your hips?"
"L-like this?"
I shifted my hips side to side.
For a split second Amalthea made a "kup" sound while stifling a laugh, then reached down with one hand and patted my rear.
"No, no. Like you're thrusting your dick in and pulling it back. Yes, good. On one, push in; on two, pull out."
"Ah, I get it. I'll work hard at it."
Ah, the filthy blight of prerequisite cramming.
Was this the fate of all regressors?
Pretending not to know what you already know is disgustingly hard.
But.
"It's okay to be a little... harder. No, I don't mean put more strength behind your dick... mm, want to try raising the speed?"
'This is nice too.'
"Aangh, yes, deep enough to reach all the way inside... thrusting in to the hilt and pulling back..."
Teaching Sex.
The blood pooling in my dick felt like it was about to burst.
* * *
It was a morning when the sun was just rising.
With her face veiled by a robe, Gaia moved through the shadows and arrived at a certain island.
"So this is the place..."
Strolling barefoot across the earth, she searched for the cave Amalthea had told her about.
A cave not far from a spring where a single great olive tree stood tall.
That was where the child had grown and become an adult.
Would he truly be capable of stopping Cronus's atrocities? Gaia wasn't worried about that.
'He won't turn out like Cronus... will he?'
Worried, she had gone out of her way to hide her presence and come all the way to the island of Crete.
She was terribly worried that through Amalthea, he might awaken to sexuality in the wrong way and become a degenerate monster just like Cronus.
The mouth of the cave.
"Goat nymph?"
Leaning a hand against the wall, Gaia called out to Amalthea.
"Amalthea...?"
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The sound coming from inside was unmistakably the obscene sound of sex.
It was absolutely not the sound of playing with water or splashing about.
"Ghk...!"
As a woman who had borne children herself, how could she possibly fail to recognize that sound!
Stifling her footsteps, Gaia crept deeper into the cave.
If she used her divine authority as a goddess, she risked exposing Crete to Cronus, so she crept inside while suppressing her presence to the absolute utmost.
And then she saw.
"Ah...!"
"Haahng..."
Amalthea was in no condition to answer.
"A little more, do it more... You can go harder."
"Sis. You've been hurting since earlier. If I go harder than this, I think you're going to be in pain."
"No, no. For women, hahh, there's a kind of pain that feels good. The screams I'm making aren't because it hurts, absolutely not—Aahhaaang!!"
Amalthea threw her head back.
Her teeth clenched, her eyes rolled back, her back arched like a drawn bow, and her body convulsed.
Zeus.
"Sis, let's stop now. You're doing it again...!"
"No, no! Keep going...! You still haven't ejaculated yet...! They say a man, hahh, feels even better if he ejaculates inside a woman..."
"Sis feeling good just means, ghhk, that is how much you're in pain, isn't that right...?"
"I said it's not! Hah, have you genuinely got no idea, hahh, how happy I am right now and how good I feel..."
Her own grandson was fucking a nymph, yet he was genuinely worried that the nymph might be hurting or getting injured.
If this was an act?
Then that child would become the God of Acting.
'A male god who fucks while treasuring a woman like that.'
In her entire life, Gaia had never once seen a man treat a woman with such consideration during sex.
Just as Cronus's way and Uranus's way were the exact opposite—completely different from how male creatures throughout this land of Greece fucked—Zeus was performing an entirely different kind of sex!
Sex that made a woman feel good!
Could one not call that the true model for the act of making babies?
Sex the likes of which she had never once experienced.
"Sis, don't hurt... I'll blow warm breath right here for you."
Haaaah.
Zeus breathed a warm breath onto Amalthea's breasts.
As if holding back laughter, Amalthea let out a moan and clutched at Zeus's hair, and Zeus lapped at her breasts with his tongue.
The movement of his tongue was arousing, yet utterly different from the way those sons of bitches would bite and savage.
His tongue licked her chest, his mouth sucked her breasts, his hand teased and tickled the whole of Amalthea's body as though smoldering with desire, and in every single motion—each rock of his hips not enough to hurt her—could be felt a deep "consideration" for Amalthea.
A man who could fuck like that...
"...Ah."
Gaia was startled by her own thoughts.
'What on earth was I thinking!'
She felt utterly disillusioned with herself.
But.
Could it be that the body of the "woman" who had not received a man for so long was responding?
"Ggh, gghhp..."
Gaia covered her mouth with one hand and cautiously slipped the other between the folds of her dress.