City of Witches Chapter 377

I had known how captivating her body was ever since I first met Countess Lucy Yesod.

She always preferred sensual outfits that clung tightly to her body, as if confident in her figure.

But I never imagined that the true face hidden behind the prestigious title of Countess Yesod could be this lewd.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

"Hahh…! Hahh…! Hahh…!"

Countess Yesod, with her knees bent, mounted on top of the cock, twerking as she rocked her hips up and down.

In fact, the position she had taken was quite a hardcore one.

That is, not in terms of the act itself, but in terms of the difficulty of the position.

Continuing to thrust until the cock squelched while squatting down was itself taxing on the thigh muscles.

Moreover, considering that the Countess was now wearing high heels, the difficulty would be doubled.

-Creak! Creak! Creak!

"Mr. Siwoo…! How is it…? Does it feel good? Haa…haa…!"

"Kgh!"

"Mr. Siwoo's thing is so big…! It feels like… my stomach is full… Hahh…!"

But the Countess never rested.

Even as her chest heaved without pause and her eyes rolled back white, occasionally hitting a pleasurable spot.

She continued bouncing in place, her squishy Boji flesh repeatedly stroking the cock.

-Squelch-squelch! Squelch-squelch!

"Ehh… ughh… uuughh…!"

The Countess's thighs, which had boldly spread in an M-shape, tensed up.

The relentless pounding of her hips also stiffened as if rusted.

Simultaneously, the inner vaginal walls, like a separate living creature, began to clench and squirm.

Her pearl, glowing a soft pink, could be seen twitching up and down.

It was the precursor to climax.

"Huuuaaah…!"

The Countess's body, which had been biting her lip trying to swallow her moans, suddenly bent forward, leaning her weight onto Siwoo.

Her vaginal walls rubbed incessantly against the large, hard cock, reaching climax before Siwoo.

"Haa…haa… haa…haa…."

The Countess's vocal cords trembled as she let out intermittent moans.

Hot love juice gushed out like a leak between the narrow junction.

"Haa… haa… How is it? Mr. Siwoo? Does it feel good?"

"Yes… Countess."

All Siwoo had to do was sit back against the sofa and watch and feel everything.

It was a pleasure that pleasure was conveyed without even lifting a finger.

But something felt lacking.

The Countess's body was undoubtedly sweet and soft.

The dance of her hips bouncing atop him to please a man was also beautiful.

Yet, something felt unsatisfying…

It was the lack of depth of insertion.

Only 60% to 20% of the cock was swallowed by the Countess's lower mouth.

Though the cock glistened with the love juice pouring out like an unquenched spring, nearly half of it couldn't enjoy her inner flesh.

Could she possibly think she had taken it all?

Or was she deliberately not taking it all the way to tease him?

Whatever the case, the urge to push the pillar all the way into that moist, melting Boji wouldn't subside.

"Countess."

"Yes, do you already want to cum?"

"No, it's… Would it be alright if I moved myself? I feel somewhat sorry just sitting still…."

The Countess's eyes widened, then she smiled thinly.

Her gaze seemed both approving and as if she had found a new plaything.

"Is that so? Of course, practice is important too. Well then, shall you try to please me?"

"Yes, then…."

To thrust upward from this position, he needed something to hold onto.

If the Countess were to fall over, it would be a disaster.

"May I hold your body, Countess?"

Seeing Siwoo's hesitant hand, the Countess generously permitted.

"Is it embarrassing to ask such a thing now? Mr. Siwoo is such a shy one."

"Ha, haha…. Then I'll hold you."

The place Siwoo chose as his handle was the Countess's round buttocks.

Given that they had once parked his massive cock there, he had an idea of their size.

But such softness…

"You can squeeze them tighter if you'd like."

Even in this position, they were so plump that he couldn't feel her tailbone.

But that didn't mean they felt like flabby flesh.

It was a top-quality buttock where firm elasticity and softness coexisted.

"Hoo…."

"Oh my, are you nervous? You don't need to worry too much. Even if it's awkward, I'll understand everything."

Siwoo exhaled briefly.

This was an opportunity to freely roam the inner flesh of the Countess that he had only been able to taste teasingly.

He had no intention of wasting it.

If the majestic, towering cock like a spear and the smoothly curved cock like a famous sword were weapons.

Then this, too, must be one of the myriad weapons.

Siwoo clenched the Countess's buttocks tightly and simultaneously thrust his hips upward.

-Squelch!!!

"Mr. Siwoo is surprisingly cute…!!!!"

The deepest secret chamber of the Countess, untouched until now.

Another Red Branch boldly delving into that place.

The Countess gasped.

As the cock surged up in one go and recklessly stirred her insides, she felt as if a flash of light burst before her eyes.

"…Huh…?"

The Countess, unable to grasp what had happened, wore a dumbfounded expression.

"I'll continue."

-Squelch!

This time, the vigorously surging cock stabbed even deeper than the Countess had anticipated.

Simultaneously, the Countess's buttocks, full in Siwoo's hands, contracted firmly.

The Countess's Boji, startled by the unexpected invasion, tried to resist belatedly, but it was already too late.

The tip of Siwoo's spear was already precisely aimed at the most delicate part of the female body—the entrance to the Womb.

"W-wait a moment…. Mr. Siwoo…."

The Countess tried to stop Siwoo belatedly.

The pleasure just now was on a different level.

Only the intuition that things would unfold differently than expected tensed her entire body tautly.

"Something's wrong…. Kyah!"

"Hwoop!"

-Squelch! Squelch!

His hips, surging like a power piston, accurately struck near the entrance to the Countess's Womb.

It was the most sensitive of sensitive spots, delivering pleasure even more intense than the cervix to women whose cervix hadn't been developed.

The Countess's legs, which had held up even in a fairly difficult position, melted away in an instant from the pleasure as she let out a sharp scream.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

In truth, this position wasn't ideal for a man to freely move his hips.However, Siwoo's core strength, enhanced by magic power in his Spirit Body, surpasses that of a wrestling gold medalist.

Even in this ambiguous mount position, he can accurately strike her pinpoint.

This is sex.

Gripping the sensitive, trembling female body tightly and enjoying the full course of her Boji, as if intending to stuff even his balls inside.

A dense pleasure, unattainable from mere teasing in front, flows through his blood vessels.

"Ah... Ah...! Haah..! Hieut...! Aah...!"

To confess, Lucy Yesod's sexual experience isn't particularly abundant.

Long ago, she only met one man and shared love.

Moreover, being a sexually conservative citizen of Gehenna, he never forced anything upon the Countess beyond the missionary position.

The Countess, too, considered that natural.

The catalyst for the expansion of the Countess's sexual preferences came ironically much later, while writing novels.

At first, it was just romance novels to soothe her lonely heart and body.

But the erotic scenes appearing in the novels became a new means of satisfying the Countess's desires, and during her research process, she encountered various stimulating media from the Mortal Realm.

In other words, the stimulating plays and situations in novels like "The Perverted Deliveryman" are merely secondary creations with imagination added to research materials.

But the Countess had confidence.

The years spent on research, situation descriptions, and dialogue handling alone exceed a decade.

With this level of indirect experience, she could easily handle a virgin like Siwoo.

The situation where she had been perfectly leading him until just moments ago gave the Countess confidence.

But after he took the initiative.

The instantly reversed positions.

The Countess was flustered.

By the hardness of the thing arbitrarily forcing its way into places it shouldn't enter, and its speed.

By the pleasure that made her vision flash and legs tremble with each thrust.

This is...

Something is wrong.

This isn't sex.

It's too different from what the Countess knew.

Barely supporting her collapsing body against Siwoo, the Countess urgently cried out.

"Eut...! Eut...! Eut...! Si, Siwoo-ssi...! J, just a moment... please!"

"What's wrong?"

"S, stop... now... now... Heueut... Heueut... Haaang...!"

But before she could say anything, she comes.

By the Glans pounding around her cervix.

An immense torrent of pleasure, never felt before, envelops her body and hurls the Countess beyond climax.

A violent climax that seems to scatter her consciousness hazily.

Her consciousness, about to fly away in a rapture that seemed to last at least a minute,

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

is forcibly brought back by the cock relentlessly thrusting into the Countess, disregarding that she has already come.

The Boji flesh repeatedly tightening and loosening as if convulsing.

"Haah...! Haaang...! Siwoo-ssi..!!! Sto, stop... I said...!"

Considering Siwoo's demeanor until now, having taken a passive stance.

And the respect evident in his attitude, he should have stopped here.

But Siwoo only gripped her buttocks even tighter to prevent her from escaping, not even listening to her words with the edge of his ear.

-Squelch! Squelch!

"I, I'll break...! I'll shatter like this!!! Stop...! Stop...!"

Unwanted multiple orgasms overlapping.

The pleasure akin to being slowly pushed off a cliff's edge and the unfamiliar physical reactions were closer to terror.

Her legs already limp with no strength, and the high heels that came off as she struggled, rolling on the floor.

"Ah, no...! No...!"

No strength enters her hands trying to push away Siwoo's firm chest.

Even trying to pull her waist back, it doesn't move due to her bound buttocks.

All the Countess could do was wait for her delicate body to be swept away by the avalanche of pleasure pouring right before her eyes.

The Countess's face paled and stiffened.

Like that brief moment of suspension just before jumping off a cliff and falling.

For a moment, she felt no sensation at all.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

That, too, was brief.

Unwillingly, a voice is squeezed from her throat.

Her lower body, regardless of her will, tightly clenches the cock, amplifying the pleasure.

Goosebumps rising from her toes ripple across her entire body several times, and her Clitoris trembles violently.

"Hic!"

And then.

The fall begins down the waterfall surging with ecstasy.

Her waist madly bouncing back and forth as a new climax adds to the lingering afterglow of the previous one, not yet faded.

"Haah... Euhut..! Haaang...! Heugeugeuk...!"

Finally, she collapsed, emitting moans akin to the cries of a beast, unbecoming of the Countess.

"Ah...ahh...ahh..."

The Countess's body, melted into a soft mess, poured over Siwoo.

Due to the love juice overflowing from the junction, her thighs are drenched to the point of being soaked.

Siwoo embraced the Countess's body, which had entered a trembling Onahole mode after orgasm.

Along with her soft body, the body scent, now transformed beyond sweetness to an intensity that stings the nose, embraces Siwoo.

"Eut...Heueuk...! Heut...!"

The Countess's wet Boji, repeatedly clenching and releasing without rest, massaging his cock, was distinctly tighter than before.

Her vaginal walls had swollen due to orgasm.

"Hmm..."

Siwoo's impression of such a Countess.

Acting all tough, but weaker than expected...

If forced to pick the image most similar to the Countess, it would be Periwinkle, but she was much weaker than even Periwinkle.

A Boji with weak defense relative to its aggression.

Countess Yesod, unconscious and limp in his arms.

To think she fainted from just this, yet said things like "I'll make you come" and whatnot.

It's somewhat astonishing, yet somehow cute.

"Huhk!"

When Siwoo lightly poked her soft cervix with his cock, the Countess's eyes snapped open as if injected with a stimulant, and she gasped for air.

"Si...si... Siwoo-ssi? Ah..."

Her eyes held a bewildered look, as if her consciousness had truly flown away.

"Did you sleep well?"

The Boji flesh tightly clenching, still aware of the inserted cock.

To think that she, who appeared like a composed widow, was actually the owner of a sensitive Boji that comes with each thrust.

How could one not torment her?

Siwoo unknowingly smiled.

"From now on, I'll be a little self-indulgent."