The hallway was already shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead.
I carefully took each step, minimizing my movements as much as possible.
The place I arrived at was Sonya's room.
'The lights are off?'
[This is unexpected. I thought she wanted to spend some time together since she invited you to her house.]
Thinking about it, Sonya's behaviour today was indeed peculiar.
Even if she had a dinner appointment with her husband, she provoked Luna in front of her and then made sure we were alone in the carriage on the way to the mansion.
But even after arriving at the mansion, there was no real advance from her.
'Is it because of her husband?'
[Without knowing her true feelings, it's hard to pinpoint the exact reason.]
Whether she's aware of it or not, there's only one thing that matters to me.
Click… creak!
…I want to do it.
Carefully entering, I found Sonya already asleep on the bed, covered with a blanket.
She was breathing softly, completely defenceless and without any guard.
Even though she occupied the large bed alone, she had left the other side empty.
'Hehehe, that spot is mine now.'
[You really are like a villain.]
I cautiously approached the bed.
Sonya had kicked off the blanket from her upper body and was lying in a seductive pose.
As my eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, her figure slowly came into view.
Her pajamas, which were either sky blue or white, clung tightly to her body, revealing her curves.
Perhaps because she had been tossing and turning in her sleep, the strap around her chest had loosened, and her large breasts, usually hidden under her professor's attire, were now exposed.
'Thrilling! It's always new! Big breasts are the best!'
[….]
I chuckled and reached out to touch Sonya's chest.
And the moment my finger touched her nipple—
Whack!
"Huh?!"
Sonya suddenly sat up, grabbing my arm tightly with her left hand while her right hand began to form a magic circle.
Stunned by her superhuman speed, I hurriedly whispered,
"I-It's me!"
"…Suho?"
Sonya stopped drawing the magic circle and stared at me intently under the blue light emanating from it.
She sighed and released her grip.
Then, she gave me a firm flick on the forehead.
Thwack!
"Ouch!"
"You scared me…"
Sonya touched the lantern on the bedside, lighting up the room.
She began to scold me in a soft voice.
After a few rounds of scolding, she seemed to notice my sulky expression and sat on the bed, gently stroking my head.
"…Did it hurt? I'm sorry."
"It's my fault, really."
"Still, I'm sorry."
I sent a message of admiration for Sonya through the communication system.
'Wow, she's no joke.'
[It seems that mages are highly specialized in combat, which is why she reacted like that.]
'I thought professors just scribbled on the board and explained things well…'
Today, I learned not to underestimate the profession of a professor.
It felt like I had touched the chest of a weapon that would be prioritized in war.
…Though, for a weapon, it was warm and soft. Not a cold weapon, but a warm one, perhaps.
Sonya stroked my head for a while, then smiled mischievously and said.
"…Were you trying to pounce on me?"
"Huh? Oh, no way. I was just worried about whether you were sleeping well."
"…Be honest."
"Yes. I was trying to pounce on you."
"Pfft…"
I'm such trash…
[I'm genuinely curious, but did you mean that seriously?]
'…I really didn't mean to say it.'
I really didn't mean to say it; it just slipped out reflexively.
I think Sonya's greatest charm lies in her ability to draw out people's true feelings.
Sonya stroked my cheek and said,
"But hold back today. My husband is in the next room."
"…."
She probably doesn't know about the conversation I had with her husband.
I wanted to tell her right now.
'Damn, I want to do it…. Should I tell her that her husband gave permission…'
[…? Wouldn't it be okay to just say that?]
'No. The thrill lies in doing it while both parties are aware but maintain an uncertain understanding.'
[….]
I was certain.
To continue this exciting relationship with Sonya, this kind of tension had to be maintained.
The fear that arises from the ambiguity of knowing and not knowing stimulates people even more.
…And I just want to do it.
I came here confident that I could do it, and I didn't want to leave empty-handed.
A sudden idea flashed in my mind, and I made a proposal to Sonya.
"Then, how about I touch your body, and if you can hold back, I'll leave quietly?"
"Oh? Are you sure that's okay?"
Sonya looked at me with a mocking expression and began to stroke my penis.
"I was planning to let you off easy, but if you lose, can you really just leave?"
"Of course."
"Hehe..."
Except for the first time, Sonya usually took the lead when we mixed our bodies.
No matter how hard I tried, Sonya was a woman who had learned all sorts of methods to cure her husband's erectile dysfunction.
But….
'Sonya Fiedrich…. You've unleashed my black dragon.'
[….]
I slowly slid my left hand under her skirt.
***
"Hng!! Khhng!!! Hng! Ugh!!"
Sonya, lying on the bed, covered her mouth with both hands, trying to suppress the moans that threatened to burst out.
She was experiencing pleasure she had never felt before, tears streaming down her face as she looked at me with pleading eyes.
Her thighs, already infected by the pleasure from her lower body, had no strength to close.
Her trembling thighs could only serve to support my fingers invading her.
"Khhng! Hng! Haaah!! Hng!"
Her occasional screams-like moans surprised even herself, and she quickly covered her mouth again.
I smiled wickedly and said to her.
"Professor? Are you still far from climax?"
"Khhng! Hng! Hng~!"
It seemed like she wanted to say something but couldn't remove her hands.
She just looked at me with desperate, pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face.
To me, her expression seemed to beg, "Please, let me go."
[You're being quite cruel.]
'Hehe… I wanted to see her beg like this!'
I love Sonya.
But sex isn't just about consideration and reading the mood.
Sometimes, this kind of pushy behaviour is necessary.
The sight of a woman's defences crumbling under my technique is like the romance every man dreams of.
And I could bring any woman to her knees with my hand skills.
"Khhng! Hng! Haaah…"
I stopped again just before Sonya reached her climax.
Her lower body was soaked, her fluids seeping through her pajamas and drenching the bed.
"Hng…. P-Please… Hng… Just a little more…."
"How about it? Do you want to go?"
"…Yes."
The dignified, mature woman who had always stood before me was now gone.
All that remained was a woman whose defences had crumbled, ready to accept everything.
"Then, can we do it tonight?"
"Th-that's…."
Sonya turned her reddened face away, unable to answer immediately.
I wanted to lick the tears streaming down her face.
'Wow, she's got incredible mental strength. I thought she'd be completely broken by now.'
[She's a woman with remarkable mental fortitude.]
'…This won't do.'
[?]
'I'll keep going until she's completely lost in pleasure, begging for it!'
[….]
I inserted my fingers back into her.
Sonya's precious lower body was already wet, but that description didn't do it justice.
It was overflowing, so hot that it would be pitiful not to enter.
But what I wanted to see wasn't her beautiful lower body.
"Ah, no! Hng! Khhng! Hkhhng!"
I wanted to see her crumble before me, begging desperately.
Sonya covered her mouth with both hands, writhing and swallowing her moans.
Even though not all her fluids had flowed out, they began to overflow again.
Caressing, nearing climax, caressing, nearing climax, caressing….
After repeating this for an hour….
"Haaah! P-Please! Put it in! I can't take it anymore! I don't care if my husband is here!"
Sonya finally let out a small scream, unable to hold back.
It was loud enough that her husband might hear.
I stopped and looked at Sonya.
Sonya grabbed my arm with her trembling hand and pleaded.
"Please…. Hng!"
I spread Sonya's legs and stared intently between them.
Her neatly groomed groin had been ravaged by a man, now a mess soaked in her fluids.
Sonya's precious lower body was red and swollen, gaping open as if inviting anyone to enter.
Sonya looked at me with unfocused eyes.
And she wore an expression of anticipation.
Having spread her legs, she expected me to enter.
"Haaah… Haaah…."
"…."
"Y-You want to put it in, right?"
Those words were the last shred of dignity Sonya could muster as a woman.
I smiled cruelly and looked down at her.
"…I don't think so. Your attitude isn't good, Professor."
"A-Attitude? Wh-What…. Haaah! Hng!! Ugh!!"
But I crushed even that last bit of dignity.
I used my thumb and index finger to delicately play with her red, swollen clitoris, treating it like a precious gem.
"Hng… Hng… Haaah…"
Her expression wasn't just one of being lost in pleasure.
Her mouth was open, and her eyes were on the verge of rolling back.
When I stopped stimulating her clitoris, she looked up at me with a dazed expression, unable to close her mouth.
Sonya struggled to speak.
"P-Please…"
"What was that?"
Unable to even move her tongue properly, Sonya managed to force out her last words.
"Y-You… do it…. Haaah!"
Hearing that, I immediately inserted my penis into her.
There was no resistance in the passage.
Instead, the ridges inside were slick with her fluids, easily allowing my penis to enter.
The warmth of her fluids felt like it was melting my shaft.
With each thrust, Sonya stuck out her tongue, barely managing to let out shallow moans as if she were about to faint.
"Hng…. Hng… Haaah…."
My reflection wasn't in her pupils.
Sonya, with no strength left in her body, let her arms and legs hang limply on the bed, focusing all her nerves on her lower body.
With the thrill of having broken her, I thrust wildly.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Hng… Hng… Hng…"
"Haaah! Haaah! Professor, do you like it?"
"Y-Yes…. Hng…."
Sonya, barely holding onto her crumbling sanity, managed to answer me.
And then, the final moment arrived.
"Professor, I'm going to cum!"
"C-Cum…"
"Khhng!"
"Hng…"
I thrust my penis, reaching the entrance of her womb.
The semen pouring into her womb also sprayed across her mind.
"Haaah… Haaah…"
I breathed heavily and looked at Sonya.
"…."
Sonya's eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
***
"Haaah… Haaah…."
Luna lay in bed, her face flushed, lost in the afterglow.
She had never imagined that doing it alone could feel this good.
But starting from a certain day, she began to indulge in self-pleasure every day, unable to stop.
She would vow it was the last time, only to do it again the next day, thinking of the man in her mind.
Even though she knew it was a dirty act, she couldn't escape the addiction.
Lost in the afterglow, Luna thought,
'How good would it feel if he put it in….'
Luna imagined something she had never seen before and fell into a deep sleep.
***
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