Chapter 28: Enjoying the Married Woman
After being made to climax by hand, Patricia was not given a moment's rest afterward but was still receiving cunnilingus from the young man.
"Nhh..., fuu..., ah..."
Patricia's voluptuous lips open without hesitation.
With perverted torture or a rough technique, Patricia was quickly brought to her first climax. And the cunnilingus that brought her to her next climax was a pleasureful torture without any pain.
(Kuh... why, does it, feel so good...?)
He was a low-life, and the most disgusting man she had ever met.
She didn't feel comfortable being touched, and she thought it was impossible for her to be sexually aroused.
Patricia was so used to the man's tongue that she was flinching.
"Hii, ah, there, no."
He licked her clitoris.
It is found buried in the pubic hair, sucked up nastily, the foreskin is gently peeled off at the next moment, and the tongue made contact with it.
With shackles on, Patricia was leaning her weight, her knees thrust forward, and her labia pressed against the man's mouth.
She had no intention of doing this and would have demanded that the man put his penis in her immediately, but he grabbed her firmly by the hips and sucked on her cleft, making it difficult for her to do so.
All Patricia could do was close her eyes and endure the feelings of shame, humiliation, and anger.
The man's head is buried in Patricia's black waist armor―― or should be.
She doesn't know because she didn't see it, but since it was sucked in so deeply, his head must have been buried inside.
She's trying to pin the head between her thighs and force him not to wag his insolent tongue any more, but the tip of his tongue is licking her clitoris, digging into her urethra, and shallowly licking her secret hole, and her hips lost their strength.
She felt sick.
It's disgusting.
It's appalling.
But this ritual of transformation into a demon was full of sexual pleasure.
He had been fingering her anus since a few minutes ago, and she was terrified that what should have been nothing but discomfort was turning into a strange, tantalizing sensation.
It was terrifying.
She doesn't want to feel any more
She's not drowning in pleasure yet...
What does it matter whether I feel pleasure or not――?
Suddenly, the dark part of Patricia, the part that comes out when she has been holding back depressive feelings, sickles.
This is a necessary ritual.
Whether I feel it or not, what difference does it make――?
(It makes no difference, and that's why I feel so bad for my husband!)
Patricia's hips bucked up as she was licked on the clitoris and her hole was teased with a finger.
(Feeling this way, my body is pathetic.)
In the act with her husband, she mentally "climaxed" by converting the pain into pleasure in her brain.
Patricia only knew that kind of sex when it came to sex, and it was usually like that when she heard about girls her age around her.
It was painful, selfish, and sometimes disgusting.
Sex with noblemen is usually like that.
Sex is a procreative activity.
From a man's point of view, all he needs is to feel good.
If the other woman does not like the man, he can find another woman.
To relieve his sexual desire, he can use maids, prostitutes, village girls, or anything else.
Therefore, noblemen who have no trouble with women are usually promiscuous and messy.
However, this man's sexual act is――.
"Aaahh!"
The tip of his nose crushes the clitoris, the tip of his tongue gouges the urethra, and his finger stirs the inside, causing her to climax to the point where her eyes go blank. The chains clanked loudly, and Patricia's hips bounced around with her knees spread open.
Patricia felt her pride slipping away inside her as she climaxed in a shallow pose, as if she were showing off her secret hole to a man.
"Isn't it pretty flashy? This is the second time. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"……Shut, up……"
A brave female knight.
The first wife of the hero.
A talented woman who splendidly supports her husband.
Patricia, a good wife and wise mother.
The praise from those around her was all turned into abuse by this man.
Patricia was enveloped in a rage that even she did not understand, and she had a look of evil on her face that one had not seen since the time Melvina had been offered in a bet.
“Hurry up, put that crude thing inside me!”
"Alright. You'll see for yourself if it's a crude thing or if it's the cock you should be worshipping."
"What?"
In front of Patricia's furious eyes, the man's slacks are unbuttoned.
What popped out from inside was a reddish-black, tip-stretched, thick stick of meat.
"......, ......"
She can't help but hold her breath.
This is more than her husband's――.
"Then I'm going to put it in."
"Wai――――"
Wait.
Let me take a deep breath.
Before she could say so, the man, who had quickly moved in behind Patricia, was thrusting his own penis into her soaking wet pussy.
"Haaaaaaaaahhn."
Patricia's hole, which had experienced childbirth once before, easily swallowed the man's big penis to its base without any kind of difficulty or severe pain.
The man's foreplay had been so persistent that her secret hole was almost soggy with lewd fluids and saliva. The penis that went inside had such a presence inside that it made Patricia feel a distinct pressure in her belly.
"Ah... kaha..."
"Oh, it's pretty tight at the base. But the rest of it is pretty soft. I've never fucked a girl this young before, but it's a unique sensation. The folds of the vagina move and it is quite pleasurable. If I move my cock so that it rubs against the vaginal wall, I think I can climax even if you are not cooperative. It's quite a fine piece of equipment"
It's quite a fine piece of equipment――Her brain was further tinged with anger when she was subjected to a critique that trampled on her pride. But there was no time left for a rebuttal.
"Then, I'll move."
"W-wai――, ahh"
The hard thing slowly disappears.
Her waist is taken away by the feeling that seems like all her internal organs are being pulled out.
It felt like being caressed directly on her spinal cord, and it was a pleasure that could be called violence.
It was because the tip of the man's penis was incredibly stretched.
The tip she saw earlier was so swollen that she thought that if there was semen of a man other than him inside, he would have scraped it out.
If it was pulled out, it would be put in.
There was one small pneumatic sound, and the vicious penis was again embedded in Patricia's vagina.
This time it wasn't pulled out right away but stirred around inside before being pulled out.
"Uu――――, ahh――――"
Her eyebrows drooped in pleasure.
Patricia's neat face contorted as she endured the pleasurable sensations that appealed to her instincts.
However, the slow insertion slowly melted her rationality.
Her hips were gripped tightly.
Under her waist armor, her buttocks were directly gripped by the man.
The movement of the man's hips was strong, but gentle, and felt good to the point of violence.
(This, no...)
The wave of pleasure makes her sad.
She learned that sadness and sexual pleasure can exist at the same time.
She felt herself feeling this man's thing, even though she did not feel her husband's thing.
She felt frustrated and sad, and thought that she was the worst kind of woman.
(What is wrong with a person who is willing to fall into a demon in order to save her son?)
In her mind, the dark-faced Patricia spits out poisonous words.
Patricia shook it off and endured the pleasure she was being given.
This is a ritual.
To be reborn as a demon.
But this will go on for three days――?
"Don't resist the pleasure."
"――――"
“Three days is a long time. You won't last three days if you resist."
"What, nhh, y-you want me, to enjoy the pleasure?"
"That's right. Otherwise, I won't get my revenge on the white knight."
"......!"
Come to think of it, this man's goal was to kill the white knight.
To achieve this, he is raping Patricia, who is constantly resisting.
They are temporarily cooperating with each other for a mutual goal.
However, this is different from what she thinks of her husband.
Patricia shook her head and decided to still go in the direction of resisting pleasure.
The important thing is that this demon man is aroused.
Whether Patricia feels it or not is irrelevant.
“Fuu, nn――nhh, nhh――, nhh, haa, ahh, nhh.”
Thump*... Thump*... Thump*... Thump*...
The man's hips thrust in at a steady rhythm.
It's as if she's being violated by something lifeless.
And yet, it rubs the area where Patricia felt it, aiming at the exact spot.
The back of the clitoris, the entrance, and the innermost part.
Patricia thrust her hips toward the man with the chain as support, leaning forward to accept the man's penis.
Her waist armor was completely flipped up, completely exposing her shaped buttocks with plenty of muscle and fat. Patricia herself was not aware that she was bucking her hips, but her plump ass was completely welcoming and swaying back and forth in time with the man's hips.
"Nhh......"
Suddenly, she was embraced.
The torment of the penis changed.
The penis was thrust to the deepest point, and the man's weight rested on her back.
Patricia's well-shaped chin was grabbed and her upper body, which had been leaning forward, was forcibly raised.
She stood upright with the man's penis deep inside.
It was as if she was being skewered.
A hand other than the one holding her chin reached between Patricia's crotch area, crawling across the pubic hair that had been exposed by flipping up her skirt.
"Higu!?"
Fingers scrabbled through the bushes and probed at her clitoris, which was already erect to its maximum.
Already erect to the max, a hard finger crushed it, rolled it, and flicked it from side to side. Patricia screamed and bent forward, trying to escape the pleasure.
But she was held up by the man's demonic strength, bound so that she could not move, and her clitoris was teased incessantly. The hole, which was deeply penetrated by the penis, was spewing a stream of lewd fluid after another, soaking Patricia's inner thighs with a thick, sticky nectar. The sticky nectar ran down her white legs and into her leather boots.
"S-stop, aaahh."
She doesn't know.
She had never known such pleasure.
Patricia found herself snorting and writhing.
She's scared.
It felt so good that she was scared.
And she felt sad and pathetic.
"Hoh, the deeepest part. Is the pain just right? Here, is it here?"
"Aahhh, aaahhh."
"Oooh, it's so tight. A warrior woman's lower part is very tight."
"Nhー, nnhhhh."
"Guh, out!"
Spuuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuuurt*.
Spurt*, spuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*.
Spuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*.
Spuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*.
Spuuuuuuuuuuurt*!
"Hii!?"
Exploding white filthy fluid.
Although her husband's thing produced only a small amount and could not be wasted, the amount of male fluid released by the demon man was literally that of a non-human being.
The white fluid filled Patricia's body with ease, and on the contrary, it overflowed and stained the bush between her legs. The nectar on her inner thighs was swept away by the white fluid and dripped down to stain the stone floor of the ruins and the inside of her boots.
(A l-lie... what is this, this amount...)
Patricia felt complicated because she felt like she had been shown something like a difference in status as a male.
"Haa, haa, haa."
"Oh, that feels good."
"...D-did you let it out? ... The special liquid."
"Yeah, I let it out."
"Is, that so……"
"All this white fluid. It's what turns you into a demon."
"I see... wait! You spilled so much! I must collect it and apply it to my body immediately! Even if I apply it to my body, the body tissue will be replaced, right?"
"Yes, but that's okay. I can still ejaculate."
"But!"
"It's fine."
Saying so, the man then pulled Patricia's chin and dropped a kiss on her mouth.
"Hey, stop kissing me!"
"If you think it's a waste of semen, why don't you try smearing it on those breasts yourself? Or, more specifically, you could try giving me a titty-fucking."
"Titty... fucking?"
"You don't know?"
"Y-yeah..."
According to the teachings of the Holy Tree Church, it is not good to take pleasure in sexual intercourse.
Patricia, a serious woman, has never had sexual intercourse other than being put inside and let out inside, partly because she can't waste her husband's semen.
She has never done the act of putting it in her mouth or on her breasts, although she has seen and heard about it.
If he means titty...... fucking, is he referring to the act of handling the cock between the breasts?
As Patricia stood there, bewildered, the demon man pulled his still-hard penis out of her secret hole, which was also repeating peristaltic movements.
"Nhh..."
"It's when you hold a man's thing between your breasts and handle it. You've seen it done on the battlefield by prostitutes and the like to soldiers, right?"
"Ah, eh... that one?"
"Do that."
Patricia nodded at the man's request.
Put it between your breasts and make it climax in your chest.
With that, she can efficiently rub this man's body tissue into her body.
It would also promote her mutation into a demon―― maybe.
After the man removed the shackles on her hands, Patricia released the restraints on her legs by herself.
During that time, the man was looking around her waist with a lewd look, but she tried her best not to notice it.
"Then, I'll lie down on the bed, so you try to imitate what you saw."
"I understand."
Saying that, Patricia threw off her sweat-soaked white underwear as quickly as possible, even though she was slightly staggering.
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Once the underwear is off, the upper half of her body is naked.
As expected, it was getting cold after dark, so she decided to put a bed sheet over her shoulders. With this, the upper half of her body was naked with a bed sheet, and the lower half was dressed in short skirt waist armor, and leather boots. If she walked around town dressed like this, she would be a complete pervert.
She was a little uneasy about being dressed like this outside, but for now, she had to concentrate on applying the man's bodily fluids to her body.
Patricia knelt down in front of the man who was lying―― or rather half-sitting on a bed of hay.
Then the man's dirty thing comes into view.
It's a little different from kneeling.
Patricia wanted to tell the man to move to a higher position, but she didn't want to waste her time with another back-and-forth conversation, so she got down on one knee and faced the man's thing.
(He can see the inside of my waist armor.)
Because she was on one knee, her black leather skirt was pulled up, revealing her crotch, which was stained with the lewd fluids of two people. The dark pubic hair and the well-developed labia protrude. She thought she can even see the urethral and vaginal opening between the labia, but she decides not to be embarrassed.
"I'll start."
"Yeah."
Patricia takes a step closer to the inhuman penis that hadn't withered from a while ago, opened her chest and gently wrapped it around it.
Perhaps because Patricia's breasts are cool, the man's rod feels hot.
The cleavage was stained with sweat and drool, and in addition, it seemed slippery enough from touching the lewdly stained penis. The rest will be compensated for by the man's pre-cum from time to time as the action continues.
"Nhh..."
Both hands clamped the breast meat from the outside.
The penis in the valley was buried tightly in the breast meat.
Only the tip was showing its face, and the rest disappeared into the valley.
It was not enough to just move it up and down, she had to make the man ejaculate.
She was confident in her observational skills honed in combat.
Patricia began to move her breasts up and down slowly, looking into the man's eyes.
The sound of the liquid expelling air resounds.
Patricia felt her body burning up at the sight of the man's penis, which emitted an aroma similar to that of fresh grass.
Could it be that this man is an incubus――?
Doubts arose, but it didn't matter to Patricia, who would do anything to become a demon. She would do anything as long as she could save her husband's life in the end.
In the end――.
When their child grows up, they will both commit suicide together.
“If you become a demon, you will return to being a virgin. You will have a body that has never experienced childbirth."
"......I see, so it's literally a physical reincarnation."
The body will be replaced by that of a demon.
The body that was engraved with the love affair with her husband will not be preserved.
“Your face doesn’t change. Your body shape basically doesn’t change, either. But when you take off your clothes, anyone who knows your naked body will notice something different."
“…………”
She's irritated by the man who is all talk and doesn't show any reaction to her own tit-fucking.
She doesn't really want to please this man more than necessary, but it seems that it was implicitly said to be a childish technique that wasn't enough for the man to get excited, and Patricia's competitive side was stimulated.
Patricia decided to use her arms to hold her breasts in to add more pressure to them.
"Oh, that's a nice view."
"Please let it out quickly."
"Alright."
“Eh? Kyaaa."
A sudden rush of white fluid soaked Patricia's twin hills.
Covered in liquid with the smell of fresh grass, Patricia looked at her own hands with a stunned expression.
"C-continuous ejaculation."
"I told you, right? I can still ejaculate."
"You're not going to dry up, are you? I'm going through all this humiliation for the ritual. I won't forgive you if you die in the process."
Patricia said as she handled the penis up and down, using the semen as a lubricant.
The penis was buried in the white breast and was getting harder and harder, with a white fluid rising from the tip. The texture and pressure of Patricia's skin seemed to excite the man. Patricia was inwardly relieved to have her self-respect as a woman restored.
"I need to keep you soaked in semen while you sleep."
"Sure, I need sleep."
After she turns into a demon, she has to go to her husband and persuade him to become a demon. It is okay to stay up all night in that case, but if she uses all her strength now, she won't be able to last until the end.
"When you sleep, I will keep supplying you with my semen by inserting catheters into your nipple area, vaginal hole, and anus. Then I will use a brush to regularly apply my lewd fluid to the clitoris and urethra as well."
"Y-you're quite serious about this..."
The penis rubs heavily across the cleavage of the semen-filled breasts.
When the tip of the penis buries itself in the breast and comes up again, the lubricating semen makes a bubbling, vulgar sound.
“How much easier it would have been to mutate with just a kiss, as in the play of the saint.”
"I have told you many times that it is utterly impossible with the amount of saliva that a mouthful of kisses can produce."
"E-even when I mutate my husband, I'll need the same amount of love juice you're producing."
"That's right. He's become a holy tree, so you need to get excited on your own and let it out. Do you have any experience with masturbation?"
"Mas!? Wait, what are you asking!"
"I'm seriously asking. If you can't even climax properly with this, you'll be in trouble later, you know?"
"It's none of your business! I'll take care of it myself, so you just have to shut up and ejaculate!"
"Oof."
She grips the ball sack tightly.
Of course, the man must not lose his seeds, so she used a weaker force.
Then the man reacted as if he felt it for the first time.
"――――. Heh."
Patricia's green eyes lit up with a look of fascination.
It was an expression she had never shown to her husband.
"I wonder if you can feel it while rubbing your ball sack?"
"Kuooh."
"Heh, fuu... Well then."
The sensitive part is the tip.
It's the same for men and women.
Patricia thought so and put her tongue down on the glans that were showing its face from inside the breast.
"Ooohh!"
"Fufufu, you did a great job earlier. Even though I look like this, I'm really competitive. If I get hit, I'll retaliate. I'll keep squeezing you until I'm satisfied, so please do your best to serve your juice until there's nothing left but dregs."
“Oi, wait. Wai――."
Patricia interrupts the man's voice and licks the glans with her tongue.
She rubbed the ball sack with her hand, and the rampant penis was restrained by her ample breasts.
If it were Patricia's husband, his pride would have been hurt, but not this demon man. She would double the pleasure torture she had just been subjected to and return it to him.
With a fearless smile, Patricia begins to torment the glans while observing the man's reactions one by one.
She sucks it into her lips and gouges the mouth with the tip of her tongue.
She licks off the man's lewd fluids, and next, she caresses the glans by licking around it with the rough part of her tongue.
Finally, while gently rubbing the ball sack, she put the entire glans in her mouth and sucked it up as hard as she could.
The man's hips bounced in an interesting way, and he ejaculated a lot.
"Nbufu."
The semen spewed into her mouth.
Even though it was the third ejaculation, the momentum did not stop and Patricia's mouth was filled with filth.
Patricia slowly swallowed it, and finally, modestly, let out a puff of air.
"Thank you for cumming properly."
While giggling and laughing like an idiot, she carefully licked the remaining liquid on the glans and cleansed the tip with her tongue.
"Ooof."
"Fufufu."
(A little fun...)
Patricia felt an aching in her lower abdomen as she ingested the man's semen.
The part that had just been penetrated by this man's finger and penis was tingling.
(Good thing. If it was only been one-sidedly tormented, I might not have been able to last until the end. But at this rate, three days will soon pass.)
Patricia drinks the man's semen and clenches her crotch tightly together, which is helplessly dripping with love juices. Under the girl's black waist armor, between her boots on one knee, a puddle was forming that was emitting a thick female odor.
Tftc
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