Chapter 7: 7

Chapter 7 – The Female Warrior, Aftermath, II

While stuffing her cheeks with my cock, the female warrior looks upward occasionally to see how I am doing.

She must be concerned about my condition, because if she doesn’t get me in a naughty mood, she will be put in something more horrible than losing her life.

To be honest, I couldn’t stand it any longer, but I suppressed such an expression with my willpower and forced myself to make a face that said, “It’s not working at all, and I’m bored out of my mind.”

“Enough.”

I said in a mumbled tone.

The female warrior, who had removed her mouth with a slurping sound from my comment, looked at me uneasily.

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“Your armor is in the way. You should remove the armor from your chest and crotch.”

When I urged her to do so, she looked relieved for a moment, but then immediately cast her eyes down in resistance to the idea of exposing her naked body.

Still, without me saying anything, she began to remove the armor quietly.

By the way, she also tried to remove the armor on her forehead, gauntlets, and elbow and knee joints, but I stopped her from doing so.

Sometimes it is just more sensational not to go fully nude, like in this situation.

It would be quainter to leave the boots on as well.

As the shining azure armor fell to the ground with a clinking sound, the female warrior shyly hid her boobs with her right hand and the girl’s precious parts with her left.

I don’t mind that kind of embarrassment, but truthfully, I was eager to see her full tits ever since I saw her caught by the chain spell.

Then again, it’s not really smart to tell her to move her hand away here. There is a better way.

“Now, take off my dress shirt.”

“I’m going to take off your shirt?”

“Yeah. You took my pants off earlier, didn’t you? My shirt, too, please.”

Fumbling hesitantly with my shirt in front of her, the female warrior reached for the button with her right hand, the same hand which had been covering the her precious parts. If yo u a re ab le to re ad this me ssage, y ou are rea di ng from an unau tho rized a ggre gate sit e. Rea d at my Wo rdPr ess at sta bbi ng wit h a syri ng e. ho me. b log to su pp ort me and my tran slat ions.

As for the area she was previously covering, she’s now trying to hide it by closing her thighs shut.

However, it is hard to unbutton a man’s shirt with one hand, and it is even more difficult if you are a woman with no experience with men’s clothing whatsoever, as to begin with, women’s and men’s buttons were oriented differently.

As such, the more time the passed, the more focused the female warrior became, which meant the less conscious she had of hiding her breasts.

By the time she got to the bottommost button, she was using both hands, and when she finally pulled the dress shirt off my sleeve, her firm, shapely tits were swaying in front of my face.

“Hiiin…!”

The reason why the female warrior screamed like that was because my tongue had caught the tip of her tit.

Her nipples were small and cherry red in inverse proportion to her tits.

I carefully wrapped my tongue around the delicate nipples as if I were handling glasswork.

At first, the female warrior seemed unsure of what was happening, but then her breathing became ragged, and she began to writhe. The nipples, which had been soft, became hard and plump.

After a while, I moved my mouth to the right nipple, not forgetting to cup the left nipple with my right hand, fully utilizing the smoothness with the saliva I had put on there previously.

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Doing so became a three-dimensional sexual experience for the warrior woman.

“Nooo….”

The female warrior let out, her voice trailing off.

However, there are no signs of her saying “no”.

Hmm? What do I mean when she just literally said it? “No” and “Nooo” may sound similar, but they are completely different meanings.

The earlier was a rejection. The latter was a moan.

Which means she wants more.

“Nnn… ahh, ahhh, aahhhnn♡”

Her ragged breaths are also beginning to take on color.

But before things get more interesting, it’s time to deal with this one first.

“Uhm, Miss Priestess?”

“What is it?”

“You’re close.”

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I didn’t retort about it for a long time, but the priestess had been getting closer and closer as if she was a predator about to devour me. It started from about the time of the blowjob, and now she is so close that I can already feel her breaths.

“It’s just your imagination. Please, don’t mind me and continue what you’re doing.”

No, you’re waay too close.

But since she said herself that don’t mind her, let’s get back to the sexy stuff.

After making the female warrior’s body learn how to “feel” with her nipples, I began to run my tongue over her ears, neck, shoulders, back, and hips in that order.

The key is to make her experience the sensation of being stimulated by the tongue – yet not too much to keep her from climaxing.       

The further down I went, the more sensitive the female warrior became.

Since this was after the battle, she was slightly sweaty, and her muscles were taut, just like a healthy young woman. Th is chap ter tra nsla tion is ma de pos sible by sta bb ing wit h a syr inge tran slation s. Che ck o nly up-to- da te tran slat ions on my Word pres s si te.

Finally, I reached the girl’s important part.

I put my finger on the modest crack, moved the flap away, and found nectar lurking inside and outside.

To put it bluntly, she was soaking wet.

“Despite being a virgin, you really have such a nasty body, don’t you think?”

“No… I don’t know…”

Because she herself does not understand these things yet, her denial is weak.

Next, I peeled the clitoris of the female warrior as if I was handling a jewel. Intricately and carefully.

Then, I began to press down on her clitoris with my tongue, at first gently, then going rougher and rougher as I went deep.

The clitoris, which had been so docile, became puffy, bloodshot, and swollen.

“Ah… nn… Oh… nnnn.”

The female warrior’s reaction was tremendous.

She curved her body away with all her might, and her legs wobbled a little.

With this, the groundwork is complete.

Finally, I can stick my cock in!

By the way, in case you are wondering, no. I didn’t put my finger in.

Because I believe that the first thing to enter a virgin’s vagina should be a cock.

“Miss Priestess!”

“What is it!?”

Nevertheless, the Priestess kept getting closer, and her face was now within a few more inches in front of the female warrior’s crotch.

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So close that her lips can now touch it by accident.

“What kind of line should a girl say in a situation like this? Could you please tell me? Of course, you may also answer in general terms.”

“In general terms. Is it? Then, “I want your cock in my pussy♥” should be good for starters, isn’t it?”

 “Rejected.”

What is that? Are you kidding me?

No woman in her right mind would say that.

However, the Priestess seemed shocked by my rejection that her iron-cast face collapsed.

She was even about to start crying.

Well, it doesn’t matter. Let’s focus on our spearing.

I laid my dress shirt and pants flatly on the ground and laid the female warrior on them.

“A-are you really going to do it?”

After all, being penetrated by a cock is always a scary thing for virgins.

I could see the fear in the female warrior’s eyes.

“Ms. Priestess, if we stop here, God will judge us, won’t he?”

“…Yes.”

She answered me, though her voice was weak.

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