City of Witches

Currently, Siwoo and the countess were sitting side by side on the sofa, just like they did during their lessons.

The only difference was that both of them were completely naked. There wasn’t a stitch of clothing on either of them.

Countess Yesod’s once sharp and dignified eyes had turned hazy and dreamy, while her usually tidy hair was now slightly tousled.

“Uh, Countess, can you promise me something?”

“W-What is it…?”

Countess Yesod, who had fainted from the intense orgasmic wave she experienced, was forcefully woken up after Siwoo knocked on the entrance to her womb.

It was clear that she was still a little out of it.

She hadn’t fully grasped what had just happened.

“You need to say, ‘I’m about to cum,’ just like what you told me to do earlier. Also, you can’t cum until I give you permission.”

His words made her flustered for two reasons.

First, Siwoo, whom she had thought was inexperienced, was now giving her such explicit instructions.

But she didn’t linger on that particular thought for long.

After all, she had just woken up, she was still too dazed to fully grasp what was happening.

Besides, this didn’t mean Siwoo had complete control over the situation.

Her current situation was that her body was unnaturally sensitive towards all the stimuli since it had been a long while since the last time she had done this. In other words, she hadn’t had the time to adjust to all the stimuli being thrown at her at once—especially the one she received from his monstrous cock.

This was the thing that flustered her the most at the moment.

“Mr. Siwoo, women don’t cum like men. Besides, I have a spirit body… You get what I mean, right?”

She was right.

While for men, ejaculation was visually similar to the idea of ‘urinating’, for women, it was a completely different thing.

And if he was confusing ‘cumming’ with urinating, then it made even less sense.

Lucy Yesod couldn’t even remember the last time she had to use a bathroom.

Could it be that he didn’t even know about something this basic?

Siwoo shook his head in response to her confusion.

“No, that’s not what I meant. I’ll just show you.”

“Show me what…?”

“Show you that you can cum too, Countess.”

“Kyaa…!”

Suddenly, ribbons shot out from Siwoo’s waist, wrapping around the countess’ arms and legs like a snake.

He calmed the startled countess down as he brought his middle and index fingers together.

“Um, Mr. Siwoo? You don’t need to do this. I’m not going to run away, you know…?”

“I know, this is just for demonstration.”

Then, he looked at the Countess’s pussy, before spreading open in an M shape.

“Oh…”

Though they just had sex, the previous position, and angle didn’t give him such a clear, direct view of her pussy like this.

Which meant, this was his first time seeing her insides with his two eyes. He let out a sigh of awe when he did.

Her soft, pussy lips, as plump as her actual lips, were spread between her rounded mound, and her inner folds hung delicately like curtains.

And at the base of those curtains was her small, pearl-like, swollen clit.

Since her pubic hair didn’t extend down, nothing was in the way, letting him observe her fully.

If he pressed a piece of paper between her thighs right now, it would probably leave behind a perfect imprint, like a kiss mark.

“Please, stop staring so much…”

Is she feeling shy?

The Countess slowly turned her head, trying to avoid Siwoo’s burning gaze.

But her pussy didn’t lie.

It twitched uncontrollably, while her swollen clit trembles as if it was begging to be fed something delicious.

“Pardon me.”

“Aah…!”

Without hesitation, Siwoo slipped his fingers into her hot pussy.

The sticky and elastic texture of her inner walls felt much more vivid than when he felt it with his cock.

“Haa…! Aaah….!”

He barely teased the front part, yet her hips jerked up, and her clit trembled violently.

After coming so many times, she had become incredibly sensitive.

“Countess, your clit keeps twitching. Should I hold it still for you?”

“Hnnng!”

After saying that, Siwoo gently pressed down on her pea-sized clit.

The countess’ eyes flew wide open to the point that her pupils were visible. Her body shook from the pressure.

Down below, her pussy walls clenched his fingers so tightly it almost hurt.

“M-Mr. Siwoo! If you keep teasing me, I’m going to get angry!”

“You’re clearly enjoying it, though”

-Cluck, cluck, cluck

“Hnng! Hnng! Hnng! Mr. Siwoo…!”

Every time he pressed her clit, as if it was a button, she let out strange moans and shuddered.

Before her frustrated gaze could reach him, Siwoo decided to finish messing around.

“Sorry for teasing you too much. I’ll show you now.”

First, he curled his fingers into a hook.

Then, he inserted them about two joints deep, reaching into a soft, indented spot at the top of her pussy, almost like a soft dip in the ceiling.

Without hesitation, he placed his hooked fingers on that spot.

He then placed his palm on Yesod’s pussy cushion and began moving his entire arm up and down, letting the motion create some kind of vibration through his hand and fingers.

This was the fingering technique that had made Sharon scream in ecstasy many times.

But, facing the countess, he did it with a slightly firmer grip.

With her plump acting like a cushion, it supported his hand perfectly.

It would be nicer to have some lubes here, but she’s already wet enough…

“Ngh–!”

The countess body slumped downward.

If it weren’t for the ribbons holding her legs, and Siwoo supporting her upper body, she might’ve slipped off the sofa.

At this point, she was completely out of strength.

“Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“N-No… It’s just…a little embarrassing…”

“That’s perfectly normal.”

Seeing how the countess pretended to be composed, Siwoo let out a smile before moving his arm again.

The key was keeping his hand steady while using his arm and body to add both weight and vibrations through his hooked fingers.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

The fingering began with the sound of a wet cloth being wrung out.

Despite how skilled he was with his hands, he was still only using two fingers.

And such thoughts was the thing that made the countess let her guard down a little too much.

Because she didn’t quite understand what effect his perfectly hooked fingers could inflict on her G-spot.

“Hnngh! Hnngh! Hnngh…!”

At first, the moans that she let out were like whispers.

But, it only took her thirty seconds to realize that she had completely misjudged the situation.

-Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!

“Ahh…ngghh…! Mmhh…mmm…!”

The fingertips that were hitting her sensitive pussy felt just right.

Meanwhile, his palm was rubbing her clit, pressing down hard.

His relentless, almost mechanical pace ignited the lust that had temporarily died down in the countess’s body.

“M-M-Mr. S-Siwoo…!”

“You haven’t forgotten our deal, right?”

Usually, pleasure would build up from zero to one hundred before an orgasm happened.

But with his fingering technique, it was a little different.

It started at ninety and felt like it was going past one hundred fifty, but it wouldn’t reach out an orgasm.

If she came here, it would start again at one hundred fifty, then go to two hundred, creating a chain of overlapping pleasure.

And then…

“Huuu!”

Siwoo took a deep breath and picked up the pace, as if he was determined to drain every drop from her soaking pussy.

He started moving faster.

At that moment, the countess’ eyes, which couldn’t have gotten any wider, popped open.

-Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt!

Like a gentle rain that suddenly turned into a downpour.

The countess’ whole body started to twitch.

Her thighs trembled as she tried to clench it together, but the ribbons that were holding her legs made her effort end in vain.

She was completely defenseless, exposed to the overwhelming pleasure that was flooding her soft, white pussy.

“Mr. Siwoo! Mr. Siwoo…! W-Wait a second!”

And, it happened again.

She felt the pleasure she had never felt before.

If the pleasure from sex or masturbation was like soaking in a hot tub spiked with liquid narcotic…

This particular pleasure felt like someone grabbing her by the hair and waterboarding her with it.

-Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch! Splash! Splash! Splash!

“Ah…! Ah…! Haaaaaang…!”

Perhaps her body was more sensitive than she realized.

Unlike before, her climax hit her out of nowhere, without warning.

She tried to pull her hips back to escape the pleasure.

But instead of that, her body arched forward, pushing her hips towards him.

As if she was begging for more, begging for him to go harder.

She unintentionally assumed a half-bridge posture, except that it exuded 100% more vulgarity than the usual posture one would see in yoga.

At the same time, her pussy clenched on his fingers, squirting like a fresh clam expelling its juices.

The intense narrowing of her vaginal canal, combined with the copious fluids, made it feel like a water gun.

- Squirt, squirt! Splurt! Splurt!

“Haaaah! Stoooop! Stoooop! Mr. Siwoo!”

“See what I meant? Women can cum too.”

“Y-Yeess! You’re right, Mr. Siwoo…! You’re right! S-So…! P-Please! Stoooop…!”

The countess was practically crying, twisting her body as her hips jerked wildly.

Each time her tight flesh clamped down on his finger, it made a squelching sound, spitting out fluids like she was drooling.

Her pussy juice splattered everywhere: on his palm, wrist, forearm, even his face.

“Huuu…huuu…haaaah….”

It was only when Siwoo finally slowed down, did the countess finally manage to stop moaning and catch her breath.

But even her breathing wasn’t normal; it was shaky, like someone with hypothermia.

The countess’ twitching pussy, and the tremor in her voice showed a clear connection.

“Now, you’re going to keep your promise and tell me, right?”

“T-That’s… Mr. Siwoo… T-That’s too…vulgar…! Haah!”

The countess tried to cling to him, but Siwoo pressed on her weak spot again, making her arms go limp.

“No can do. You have to tell me.”

“F-Fine…! A-After a little rest…! Haaah—!”

She tried to stop him, but he just resumed what he was doing, rendering her actions in vain as her voice cracked.

Once again, she arched her back, assuming the bridge pose as she pushed her pussy forward while shaking her head from side to side.

Even so, Siwoo gave her no mercy.

Then again, how could he when he was facing such a ridiculously arousing scene?

-Squelch, squelch, squelch,squelch

-Splat! Splat! Squish…!

“Ngh! Hah! Ugh—!”

The lewd sounds that were made by his fingers became something that set the pace for their rhythm.

Meanwhile, the countess let out her sloppy groans, mixing her sound with the squelching sound of her fluids.

Her soft, swollen pussy, completely defenseless after the relentless build-up of pleasure, was now showing clear signs of another climax.

“Countess.”

“N-No…! Aaahhh! S-Such embarrassing words—! I-I can’t…!”

The fact that she felt about to cum wasn’t the only thing she was concerned about.

Even though she had her secret fetishes…

She had always lived her life as a graceful countess, but now she had to say something so vulgar, so improper, and so shameless…

There was no way that she could just agree to that.

“Come on, we had an agreement.”

But, all it took to shatter the countess’ mental resistance was just a single button.

Siwoo, who had been attacking the countess with only one hand, began massaging her clit with his free hand.

-Squeeze, squeeze

-Squelch, squelch

“Hhgk…!”

With that, the pleasure she experienced became too much for her to handle.

The countess arched her back violently.

Her toes were barely able to cling to the sofa’s edge as she flailed like an overturned frog, begging for mercy.

“M-Mr. S-Siwoo! Y-You can’t! Y-You can’t touch that place…! N-No! Nooo!”

“So, will you say it, or not?”

“Yes! I’ll say it…! I’ll say it…! S-So please…! Stop! I-I’m going to cum…! I’m going to cum! Right now…! Right now…! Haaaaaang…!”

She gripped Siwoo’s arm so hard it left marks, her body froze briefly before her hips started to shake uncontrollably.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

“Haah…! Haaang…! Haaaaaang…!”

With each of her broken moans, the Countess’ eyes rolled back as she squirted out fluid as if she was peeing, her body thrashing wildly.

For over thirty seconds, she put on a show, spraying her liquid like a fountain before collapsing, utterly spent.

As soon as the ribbon binding her body was untied, her noble figure slumped dowd.

Now she, sitting in a puddle of her own fluids, no longer looked dignified. Any trace of elegance had disappeared from her body.

“Countess.”

“Ah!”

The Countess, lost in a daze, suddenly snapped back to reality.

This time she recovered surprisingly quickly. He didn’t need to give her any extra push.

She glanced around nervously before opening her mouth.

Her voice was quick, as if she was being chased by something.

“M-Mr. Siwoo, let’s end the lesson here. I… I suddenly remembered I have an important appointment.”

“What?”

“Ah… my mind must have been somewhere else… You understand, right?”

The countess hurriedly dressed herself up.

She stumbled a bit, like a newborn fawn, but still managed to put on her heels and vanish like the wind.

It happened so quickly, Siwoo couldn’t even process it.

“…What was that?”

She’s leaving?

Siwoo couldn’t believe that she suddenly slipped away when things were finally about to get better. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of dismay.