Chapter 546 Cross-Cultural Exchange ⑤*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Well then, for the finale, let me confirm the condition of your v**inal opening. To see if the aphrodisiac is working… Tell me, is it alright if I do this from behind?”
”J-just… do whatever you want with me…♡♡♡♡”
Completely slick, having been stroked all over, and finally, having had her anal opening developed, the guest from the Southern Continent, Nada-san, whispered those words in a powerless voice. She was shivering in small, rhythmic spasms, caught between pleasure and a strange, intrusive feeling in her gut.
Her body, thoroughly loosened, sank into the bed. Thanks to the towel tucked beneath her pelvis, her anal opening and v**inal opening were presented directly to me. Ignoring the anal opening, which had just accepted my “Slime-Pal,” her v**inal opening—which had not been teased even once—pouted open and shut, looking lonely.
”…If you keep saying things like that, I really will do whatever I want with you.”
”Ah, ugh…♡♡♡ P-please, be gentle…♡♡♡”
”Too bad, there’s no backing out now.”
”Ah, ahhh♡♡♡!!!”
As soon as she answered, I draped myself over her back. For Nada-san, whose entire body had been rendered hyper-sensitive, that contact alone was enough to trigger a wave of pleasure. She let out a sweet cry, wrapping her arms around the pillow beneath her chin, her body trembling violently.
”Ah, it’s touching…♡♡♡!”
”I’m about to insert it, so surely this much is nothing, right?”
I pressed the ridge of my “Ddo-Buddy” against the protrusion. The area between her legs, soaked in fluids, was incredibly comfortable.
”I noticed, you know. You were stealing glances at my c**k from the corner of your eye the whole time.”
”Ah, ahh…♡♡♡! Th-that’s…♡♡♡! I just thought I needed to lick up the ‘Kapo-shiri’…♡♡♡!”
”Kapo… ah, you mean the pre-c*m. You were thinking about that the whole time? …Well, don’t worry about it anymore. I’m going to pour everything into your womb.”
I whispered into her ear, sliding my hand beneath her to knead her beautiful, dark, healthy breasts. She, in her devoted way, lifted her body to help me toy with her n**ples.
”Hyaa♡♡♡! Th-the womb…♡♡♡!”
”Yes, ‘Zagayau,’ wasn’t it? I heard you say that when we explained the ‘Uterine Massager.’”
”Ah, ah, ahhh♡♡♡!”
”…By the way, how do you say ‘I’m going to ruin your womb’ in your language?”
”…nggh♡♡♡! …’Ipoyoh, Opene-Zagayau-e, Mudamo-Mudamona-Jiri’♡♡♡”
”Let’s see… ‘Ipoyoh’?”
”‘Opene, Zagayau-e’…♡♡♡”
”‘Opene, Zagayau-e’”
”‘Mudamo-Mudamona, Jiri’♡♡♡”
”‘Mudamo-Mudamona, Jiri’”
”…♡♡♡♡♡”
”‘Ipoyoh, Opene, Zagayau-e, Mudamo-Mudamona, Jiri.’ …Did I get that right?”
”Ah, y-yes, that’s…♡♡♡♡! Aaaaaaaah♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
The moment I finished repeating the phrase, I twisted my “Ddo-Buddy” into her v**inal opening. Much like her entrance, it was soaked, perhaps even more so, and she offered only the weakest resistance, her body entirely spent.
But that changed once I pierced her womb. As I pressed my hips firmly against her, the towel under her pelvis angled my glans perfectly, driving deep into her uterus. Immediately, she clamped down with a sharp, reflexive tightness.
”‘Zagayauka’…♡♡♡! ‘Zagayauka’…♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
”‘Mudamona-Jiri’… ‘Mudamona’…!”
”Igyhh…♡♡♡!? Aahh♡♡♡!? Aaaaaaaah♡♡♡♡♡!?”
I drove my hips into her, grinding skin against skin, searching for that perfect, sinful position like someone wriggling to get comfortable in a bed on a cold winter’s night. I didn’t care about the burden on her body; I only cared about my own gratification.
Well, in truth, if she had looked like she was in genuine pain or danger, I would have stopped immediately. But there was no need for such concern. After all, she was thrusting her hips back, showing me exactly where her weak points were.
”Uuuvvvvvvuuuu…♡♡♡♡♡♡”
Nada-san buried her face in the pillow, shoulders trembling. She was climaxing. I could feel her shoulder blades protruding beneath my chest and the tension in her back muscles. I kept grinding, rubbing, and squeezing her breasts.
The tighter she tensed, the easier it was for me to ravage her. Without the cushioning of a relaxed body, I could strike deep, unrelenting, like a hammer. The trade-off was the intense, gripping pressure of her v**inal opening, forcing me to hold back my own release for just a moment longer.
”Ngh! Ngh! Oh! Ghh! Ah!”
Every time I thrust, Nada-san let out a choked, muddy cry. I buried my face in the back of her head, breathing in the scent of her hair—a mix of refreshing oil and sweat. It was an incredibly intoxicating scent for my c**k.
”How is it? Are we achieving a union worthy of the name ‘Serrawo’…?”
”I-it’s… it’s beyond worthy…♡♡♡! Ah, ah, ‘Tamu’…♡♡♡! ‘Zagayauka’…♡♡♡! ‘Minume’…♡♡♡!”
”I’m sorry… could you please say that in our language…?”
”Sh-shugoi…♡♡♡! Serrawo-Ochinpo is shugoi…♡♡♡! M-my womb, it’s breaking…♡♡♡! I’m being ‘Derage’-ed…♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
It seemed her translation skills had failed her at the very end. After that, she just shouted in her own tongue—things like “Zizagitagoi,” “Mudamo-Mudamona-Zazu,” and “Wazozanoadzonemene.”
Fine. I didn’t understand the words, but I understood her state of mind: “It feels so good I can’t think anymore.” Her raspy voice and her uncontrollably shivering body were proof enough.
Eventually, she could only repeat the word “Jiga.” When I tried parroting it back, “Jiga?”, her v**inal opening squeezed down with even more ferocity. “Jiga! Jiga!” she cried, her hips bucking to meet my thrusts.
I still didn’t know what it meant, but I clearly pushed a button. Well, words didn’t matter now. What mattered was the rhythm of our breathing as we moved as one.
”I’m about to come.”
”…♡♡♡! Ah, ghh…♡♡♡! ‘Pezai’…♡♡♡! ‘Idahaoogina’…♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
”Yes, take it all, every drop!”
”Aaaaaah! ‘Jiga’…♡♡♡! ‘Jiga’…♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
Splurch! Splat! Splurch!
”──────────♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡”
Surrendering to the peak of my arousal, I hammered my hips into her, pumping my seed deep into the recesses of her womb. Her v**inal opening pulsed and writhed, not just assisting my release, but viciously trying to milk every last drop out of me.
Even without words, our climaxes were perfectly synchronized. Nada-san’s back, once so tense, had completely gone limp, surrendering entirely to the waves of pleasure. It was an incredibly intimate sensation.
I let my guard down, letting my weight collapse onto her, moving my hips to ensure every drop was rubbed deep into her womb. Her arms, which had been lifted to help me fondle her, now hung uselessly, and she sank completely into the mattress.
”Ooh…♡♡♡♡♡ Ooh, ooh…♡♡♡♡♡♡”
Nada-san seemed unable to return from her climax. Ideally, I would let her rest a moment and go for a second or third round, but that wasn’t an option tonight.
She was being monitored by her country, and she had to return to the royal palace by nightfall. Besides, the diplomat, Ms. Schueri, was waiting upstairs, and General Mamache was still waiting outside.
”For now, let’s leave it at this. Please, let me continue the follow-up observations and the ‘experiments’ on your other magic circuits later.”
”Haa, haa…♡♡♡♡ Aa, Idasaypadeneogegerenepopona…♡♡♡♡♡”
She had the energy to speak in our language again, but she chose to speak in hers. And no matter how many times I asked her later, she never revealed what those final words meant.
Notes:
• Nada – A tall, slender Southern Continent envoy visiting the kingdom with a royal delegation. She has dark skin, glossy black hair, and sharp almond eyes. Deeply devoted to her master, she balances a blank diplomatic façade with a curious, slightly naive nature, vulgar slang, and a penchant for fist-bumping. While exploring Canarias and engaging in a sensual awakening with the protagonist, she remains highly knowledgeable about trade, administration, and sand-based geography.
• Mamache – A large-framed, bronze-skinned general from the Kingdom of Sylvaol, he accompanies a guest from the Southern Continent. A stern tactician and Nada-dono’s guard, his formal military uniform is laden with medals. Though capable, he is easily bewildered by modern trends. Currently, he is desperately seeking a solution to his marital issues, deeply troubled by his wife’s relationship with a succubus.
• Schueri – An elegant, slender Sylvaol diplomat with white skin and shoulder-length hair, she serves as Nada’s lead retainer. Formerly a royal instructor with deep knowledge of the palace and Coalmine Kingdom, she brings an intelligent demeanor to her role as a mediator, interpreter, and logistics manager. Fluent in continental and Southern languages, she hides a secret curiosity for adult merchandise.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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