Chapter 764: Restive Horse 2 [Corti]
It’s still bright outside. Like many Trot buildings, the Smithson house is designed to let in natural light while it’s still daylight. However, glass is expensive and fragile, so all the windows are wooden sliding doors. In the realm of elves skilled in magic or within a labyrinth, such a design might be acceptable, but in a human kingdom, it’s unheard of to design a house to be lit only by indoor lighting. But using fuel all day just for manual labor isn’t practical. So, the windows are often left open……though it’s hard to peek in from outside due to the height, from a distance, you can see young women of unparalleled beauty, each with a complex expression on their faces, waiting naked in various parts of the dining room. First, there’s Beatrice, the former warrior girl who’s having her bare butt rubbed against my face. Her once messy, wild black hair has regained its luster and softness from life at Polka’s sacred spring, and lately she’s even started experimenting with different hairstyles (though it might just be the influence of the other female slaves). Right now, she has a small section of her hair tied up above her left ear. Still in her teenage years, she hasn’t fully developed the curves that define a woman yet. Her breasts are so flat they barely form a half-circle, and her butt doesn’t even hint at femininity through her clothes. Well, this area will probably change in a few years. However, knowing her wild days as a warrior, it’s hard to believe that she’s now so docile, allowing me to indulge in perverted butt play. I can’t believe she lets me do this. It’s still summer, after all. It was spring when Beatrice was acting all cocky as the captain of the heroes.
“……Hey, if you’re going to do that, I’d rather you just stick your finger in my pussy……”
“You lack emotion. Let me enjoy every bit of your erotic side. You’re my erotic slave, aren’t you?”
“Uh……”
She obeys my tyrannical orders, blushing. Well, I can’t actually tell if she’s blushing or not with her face pressed against my butt.
“If you say I smell, I’ll die……”
“Hahaha”
Well, if someone’s face is pressed against your butt, it’s natural to be concerned about that. But……it’s summer, and it’s hot, so unless we just got out of the hot springs, it’s not that bad. I won’t comment on it. When it comes to sex, the smell of female juices and the smell of the anus are things you’re supposed to smell to some extent. I have enough tact not to point it out specifically. After enjoying it for a while, I head to Galatia. Galatia, who usually has her blonde hair in a rough, thick braid, has it tied up in a single ponytail today. Even so, her hair is so thick that it still spreads out in a fluffy manner. It’s long enough to cover her butt, so it’s a bit of a nuisance. When I tried to move it aside with my hand, Galatia noticed first and skillfully moved it to the side with her tail. It moves more skillfully than a cat’s tail. It’s kind of interesting. I stroke the panties under her tail with the same care as if I were touching a treasure, then hook my finger and pull them down. I met Galatia just before we left for Kalwin. So it’s only been about half a year. Our first meeting was terrible. Though it was technically the first mate who started it, we basically forced our way onto the ship. To make matters worse, she was a virgin, and I made her strip in front of me. Under normal circumstances, she should have hated me. But in the end, after helping them reclaim their hideout and avenge their enemies, she suddenly developed feelings for me, waiting for me like I was her prince charming, and eventually gave herself completely to me. Even now, I sometimes wonder if it’s a bit much……but when I get up close and enjoy the healthy, firm, round curve of her butt, all those doubts disappear. 18 years old. A body that’s just taken its first steps into adulthood, bursting with youthful vitality. Her pirate-like, lively hips, her golden hair that looks great, and her breasts that are just the right size to squeeze—all of it is waiting to be played with by my fingers. I confirm this by running my hands over her body, burying my nose in her golden lion ears, and letting my breath seep into her scalp through her hair.
“……Uh……♪”
Her beast-like body trembles in response. She’s about the same age as Luna, but her more robust build gives her a feel more akin to a large dog than a cat. While Luna silently rubs against me, Galatia’s loud voice and assertive nature might be her unique charm.
“Good girl”
“……W, What’s that……♪”
“I thought you’d gotten used to stripping in front of me. You were pretty reluctant at first, weren’t you?”
“That’s……I’m not a female slave, so why would you make me strip naked all of a sudden……of course I’d hesitate……”
“But you ended up getting attached to me, didn’t you?”
“But I did get attached……because you made me a necklace……♪”
“If you became a female slave just because someone made you a piece of jewelry, the world would be full of harems of artisans by now”
“……B, But……because you……ah, nnn……♪”
I hug her from behind, squeeze her breasts firmly, and pinch her nipples. Just a little harder than usual. I glance at Corti, who is looking at us enviously.
“Corti”
“……Is it my turn?”
“Suck my dick”
“……Yes”
I thought she might resist a little, but Corti nods obediently, unexpectedly. The way she glanced at Tetes, she must have feared that if she showed even the slightest opening, Tetes would jump in. Tetes looked a little disappointed. Was it because she was put on hold, or because she had actually tried to jump in on Corti? When I let go of Galatia, Corti timidly approached and knelt down, starting to pull down my pants. The sound of cicadas was distant, and it was a quiet summer afternoon. Surrounded by naked girls, the sound of a man loosening his belt echoed in the dimly lit dining room. Corti shook her low ponytail and looked up at me with her eyes half-closed, placing her hand on my cock.
“……I’ll lick it”
“You’re so obedient. You were so sassy just a moment ago”
“……You’ve been teasing me the whole time, haven’t you?”
“I have”
“You idiot. ……Both the front and back, and this mouth, are all just holes for your cock. Of course I’ll accept it obediently”
Corti teases me back. Then, as if it were nothing, she takes my cock into her mouth.
“Tetes. Let me touch your breasts”
“Sure. …….Aren’t you satisfied after touching Galatia’s breasts?”
“You should learn by now. I love big breasts and small breasts. Of course, I love 『Bigger』 breasts and 『Smaller』 breasts too”
I sway my hips slowly toward Corti’s mouth while emphasizing my point. To be honest, if I were in a position where I could only touch Tetes’ breasts, I might envy someone who could touch Galatia’s breasts, or I might continue to fantasize endlessly about the breasts of Hildas, Diannes, or even Laila and Sharon. Saying that all the breasts of girls you like are equally precious is one thing, but if you think there’s something even better out there, it’s only human nature to be curious about it. However, after freely comparing and licking the breasts of various girls, I’ve come to understand. Every pair of breasts has its own beauty. There is joy and satisfaction in touching them. And the fact that I can touch any pair of breasts however I want—that I can enjoy the moment when a girl blushes with shame or pleasure from being touched—is such a happy thing. Tetes’ breasts are indeed less satisfying than Galatia’s. No, saying they’re less satisfying is a condescending way of putting it. It’s more honest to say they’re smaller than Galatia’s. But smaller doesn’t mean inferior. To my five senses, Tete’s breasts also bring a sense of happiness. That’s true for Laurier, Irina, and Jeanne’s tiny breasts as well. All of them are part of my happiness. They are happiness that must never be lost. Feeling that, I gently run my finger over Tete’s nipple. Below, Corti eagerly sucks and licks my cock. Technically, she can’t compare to the prostitutes or Apple, but her service, which shows no disgust or rejection of my cock, is remarkable.
“N……N, nnn……n, nkuu……♪”
“Ah, that’s right, Corti……that’s good, move your tongue more……”
Unable to control the rising sensation of ejaculation, I pursue pleasure. Releasing one hand from Tetes’ breasts, I place my hand on Corti’s head and roughly use her mouth to climax. Normally, she would gag, but perhaps due to being a dragon, she endures the rough fellatio. And I ejaculate into her mouth……no. On a whim, I pull my cock out of Corti’s sucking mouth with a pop, then spray my semen all over her face, chest, hair, stomach……her entire body. As usual, I can’t help but ejaculate an excessive amount of white fluid onto the silver dragon girl.
“Uee……what……why……aren’t you making me drink it……?”
“I wanted to cover you in semen. ……As a mark that you’re mine”
Considering the purpose of taming a wild horse, I guess this could be considered a form of training.
“……If that’s the case, then it’s okay……”
For some reason, Corti blushes and agrees. Are you really okay with that?
“You did it to me too, didn’t you? Like that”
Emma, who had been silent until now, speaks up.
“Y, Yeah”
Yeah, that’s true. ……It was a really questionable punishment, using her as the subject of an erotic picture scroll masturbation session.
“I, I want you to do that to me too!”
For some reason, Galatia starts to compete. Beside her, Beatrice nods reluctantly, as if she can’t back out now. ……No, eh, what?
“……Do you want to be covered in semen?”
When I ask, everyone nods in unison. Some with flushed faces, some with serious expressions, and some in a daze.
“Since you’re already mine, I think it’s okay for you to do that!”
“If you think of it as marking your territory, it’s not so bad……”
“Getting covered in so much semen is something that only happens in brutal gang bangs, right? I think it’s amazing that you can make someone so messy all by yourself!”
“Not just inside, but outside too……getting covered in all that erotic fluid might be nice……”
……Everyone’s level has gone up, which is great. No, sorry. Could you tone it down a bit? I feel like my imagination can’t keep up with your lewd curiosity.