Chapter 6 Succubus Wall-Access
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Upon selecting the ‘Chest-Down Exposure,’ the wall opposite the bed illuminated. As the radiance subsided, a female form stood there with her posterior thrust outward, her body exposed precisely from just below the collarbone.
Her physique boasted flawless, porcelain skin, with coal-black, bat-like wings spanning the width of her shoulders sprouting from her back. Furthermore, a tail resembling that of a bat emerged from above the cleft of her peach-like buttocks, its tip fashioned into a spade like a playing card. For some inexplicable reason, she wore nothing but a pair of black long boots—a detail that, quite frankly, only enhanced the appeal.
”Definitely has that succubus feel to it,” I muttered.
Curious about her chest, I circled to the side and crouched down to investigate. A generous bust, presumably an E-cup, pointed downward while maintaining its firm shape. Her areolae were somewhat large and pink, featuring erect nubs that looked incredibly provocative.
Standing back up, I moved to her rear and knelt once more, peering at her most intimate parts from between those long legs. There, I found neatly groomed pink hair, and just beneath it, petals that twitched with a life of their own. When I grazed the petals with a finger, they were already moist and slick; a light prod to the spot above caused her entire backside to quiver.
I couldn’t endure the temptation any longer. I cast aside my sweatpants and underwear, baring the shaft I took such pride in—famed for its high, flared-back glans. I brought it close to the succubus’s private opening, rubbing the head against her to stimulate the sensitive spot. Her rear vibrated intensely, and those booted legs and that black tail began pushing against my own backside from behind, urging me forward.
”In a hurry for me to put it in, are you?” I asked.
As expected of a succubus, she was insatiable. To satisfy her, I parted the petals with my length and pressed against the entrance of her passage. As I slowly slid inside, I was struck by the sensation of the walls enveloping me entirely. Ah, there’s no doubt about it—this is one incredible hole.
Marveling at the quality of a succubus’s anatomy, I pushed my flared glans even deeper. Once I reached the hilt, the internal walls began to churn as if they had been anticipating this moment.
”Ugh, this is unbelievable…” I groaned.
As if commanding me to move faster, the internal flesh guided my length deeper with a wave-like rhythm. Simultaneously, her rear began to sway and grind in invitation. Realizing I wouldn’t last long at this rate, I gripped her slender waist firmly and began to drive my hips back and forth.
My stimulation clearly met her approval, as the wings on her back suddenly snapped wide and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably. It seemed she was quite fond of the sensation.
I leaned over her wings while continuing my thrusts, reaching around to the chest that was bouncing rhythmically. While savoring the firm texture and pinching the tips, the internal grip tightened sharply around me. The sheer ecstasy of it caused my pace to accelerate.
My length isn’t gargantuan. Its thickness is standard, and while it has a curve, it measures about 16 centimeters—just slightly above the average. However, the flare of my glans was more pronounced than any of my former Child Soldier¹ comrades or the seasoned adult soldiers. Even in this rear-entry position, I could relentlessly scour the internal walls as I moved toward the depths, and upon withdrawing, the ridge of the head would strike her sensitive spots. This particular trait had earned praise from kidnapped girls, beauties offered by drug cartels, and even Japanese s*x workers alike.
A rhythmic splash, splash echoed throughout the hermetic stone chamber. The love-fluids that overflowed incessantly were dragged out by my glans, already forming a small puddle at her feet. This ensured the internal lubrication remained at the optimal level, allowing the friction between my flesh and hers to provide a persistent, exquisite burn.
”Guh… this is beyond anything I imagined…” I panted.
Nearing my limit, I released her chest and sat upright, regripping her waist to continue my momentum. In that moment, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted the Magic Crystal² on the desk. For the first time, I realized a woman’s face was being projected on the spatial display. She had a pink short bob and two black, gnarled horns curving from the sides of her head. Her eyes were large and her features strikingly well-defined—a cute, mischievous type.
This was likely the face belonging to the girl I was currently buried in. What incredible service. The mental image of being inside such a charming girl pushed me over the edge. In a final, desperate spurt, I gripped her large rear with both hands and hammered my hips home.
Thump, thump, thump!
Each time my pelvis collided with her rear, the flesh deformed wildly. Each time I pulled back to the entrance, fluids were scraped out, adding to the puddle at her feet.
”Ngh, what a blissful hole! I’m… I’m finishing!” I growled.
I pushed my speed to the absolute max. Reaching the breaking point, I shifted my hands from her rear back to her waist and pulled her toward me, driving myself in deep to strike the very back. Simultaneously, her internals clamped down on me with painful intensity.
”Ugh, it’s coming!” I gasped.
The next instant, spray, spray! A torrent of essence erupted from the tip of my length as it reached the depths. “Ugh… ngh…” During the release, the internal walls moved as if milking me toward the back, sending waves of renewed pleasure through my frame.
After several pulses and finishing the release, I collapsed onto her back from sheer exhaustion, burying my face in her wings. After kneading her chest a few more times, I slowly disengaged and withdrew. As I did, a mixture of her fluids and my fresh release fell to the floor with a wet plop.
”Phew… that was incredible,” I said.
Sitting on the bed while still entirely exposed, I felt a sense of profound lethargy and a dazed satisfaction. Looking at the succubus, she remained in the same posture, rear still presented. However, her legs were shaking violently, and essence was steadily oozing from her.
So this is s*x with a succubus. Honestly, it felt as good as the most legendary women I’ve had in the past. After experiencing this, a normal woman’s hole just won’t cut it. Ah, so that’s the trick with ‘wall-access.’ If this were standard s*x on a bed where you saw her panting face or her eyes rolled back, some guys might lose interest in actually buying a slave. I’m the type who’d want to hear the panting and see the face, so that wouldn’t apply to me, but I see the logic.
Still, if it feels this good, anyone would want to use it every single day. If it’s like this for an experienced guy like me, a virgin high schooler would be totally hooked. And if you want to use this wall-access, you have to work hard to slay monsters and earn money. The ‘Rear Only Course’ is 300 DP³. That means you have to kill ten Horn Rabbits⁴. As expected of Succubus Queen⁵, she knows exactly how to bait men with their own desires.
While admiring the Queen’s business acumen, I watched the fluid continue to leak from the succubus, and my ‘son’ stirred once again. My recovery is unusually fast today; despite having just finished, the craving won’t subside. There are still fifteen minutes left; might as well have her keep me company for one more round.
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Summary:
The protagonist selects a specialized ‘wall-access’ course in the succubus dungeon, encountering a summoned entity. He explores the creature’s anatomy before engaging in intense s*xual intercourse. During the act, he notices a visual display of the succubus’s face, which triggers his climax. Afterward, he contemplates the psychological trap set by the Succubus Queen to keep adventurers farming points.
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Character Insight:
The protagonist displays a high level of combat-born desensitization, treating extreme pleasure with the same analytical detachment as a tactical mission. His pride in his physical attributes and his comparisons to his time as a Child Soldier suggest a character who finds identity in physical performance. His realization of the ‘trap’ of the dungeon shows a shrewdness that contrasts with the average ‘victim’ of such a harem setting.
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Notes:
• Succubus Queen – The sovereign of the Succubus race and servant to the Demon God Zazard. She possesses a voice described as蛊惑的 (alluring/bewitching) and maintains a stance of absolute superiority over humanity.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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