Rising Monk V3c75-2

Volume 3 Chapter 75 Princess I♡※Pseudo-Two-In-One Play


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 ”It tickles, but it’s getting hot. Um, please don’t look at the base of the rod too much. Because… I can see a lot.”


 Just like Maribel said, as the slime’s rod got harder, her clitoris seemed to pop out from under the foreskin and start Hardening.

 Her urethra didn’t show much reaction yet, but her vulva below it had her labia minora half-open, and clear juices were overflowing from her vaginal opening, dripping down towards her anus.


 Maribel gasped loudly, noticing Kian’s gaze.


 ”I-I don’t like it. To get wet from the pleasure of a penis…”


 ”It seems like it’s partially connecting the sensations to your clitoris and urethra, so it’s a normal reaction. Getting wet is also due to a physiological reason.”


 ”I hope so. Ugh… huff.”


 ”You can lean on me. Relax and take it easy.”


 ”Y-yes.”


 She nodded, and the back of her golden hair fell and stuck to his chest.

 Because of the difference in body size, Maribel was completely held in Kian’s arms.

 Her long legs were lifted, and the panties that had been lowered to her knees were pulled off from her ankles.

 The girl’s legs, freed from the bondage of her underwear, made a high, rustling sound against the bedsheets.


 When he dug into the base of the rod with his fingertips, Maribel seemed to feel intense pleasure, perhaps because her clitoris and vulva were close by.

 After digging into the base, he relaxed and stroked up her frenulum, and spread the tip of the rod with the palm of his hand.

 A small voice said, “Hao!” and her cherry-like lips greedily took in oxygen.

 The amount of sweat increased from the back she was leaning on, and a sweet-and-sour pheromone scent began to rise from her armpits, mixed with the smell of herbs.

 Looking from above, the tip of the faint swelling hidden by the chemise──the white-peach-colored tip──was erect to its limit.

 It seemed she was also excited by this unusual play.


 Kian whispered, “I’ll make it stronger,” and intensified the caressing of the rod.


* * *


 (Embarrassing)


 Maribel pursed her lips, squeezed her eyes shut, and tried to blank out her mind to shut out the sensations from the pink parasitic rod, which was making a sticky, “squelch, squelch” sound.

 It feels like a big clit is slowly rubbing on the foreskin.

 The pleasure is not as strong as usual, but when the man’s whole hand slowly caresses it, a ticklish feeling spreads through the whole lower belly, and honestly, it felt pretty good.


 Her legs are moving by themselves.


 Then, a big arm wraps around her belly and holds her tight.

 In the man’s arm prison, Maribel tries to calm her breathing.


 (I… have a boner…)


 A tingling, tight feeling in her lower belly.

 She feels so ashamed that she got a boner just from being touched like this.

 But if she’s caressed like this and led to the climax, she might be able to stay calm.


 (I don’t want to show Kian any more of my ugly side… Please… let me go soon.)


 When she furrowed her brows and prayed like that, Kian’s voice echoed from behind.


 ”I’m going to make it stronger.”


 ”Eh…, ah, haaaah!?”


 Her eyes widen.

 Lightning literally ran through her lower belly.


 ”Hah…, ha…h”


 Strong pressure is added to the fake penis, and the part just below the tip of the stick──the glans──is being rubbed with a thumb.

 That’s where she was taught that men feel sharp pleasure.

 No, she shouldn’t feel anything, she unconsciously put on the brakes, but unlike doing it herself, the young warrior monk’s fingertips continued to torture me mercilessly.


 ”Ah, aaaaaaah♡ hi, uuuuuh♡”


 It’s like he’s saying that what they had before was just a warm-up, with no hesitation in the up-and-down movement.

 Instead of the thumb, the second knuckle of the index finger rubs the glans fiercely.

 It’s a rough caress that I could never do myself, as I was thinking somewhere in my heart that the fake penis was an extension of the clit.

 Maribel clenched her teeth as if she was giving birth, dug her nails into Kian’s arm, and lifted her hips.

 She got into a light bridge-like position, and her chemise lifted, revealing the thin, toned skin of her lower belly.

 Big hands are wrapping around and rubbing Maribel’s pleasure center right in front of her eyes and nose.

 A piercing pain ran through her urethra, and she felt a warm liquid running up the pink stick.


 ”Hmph, ooh, ah, no! Kian, wait! I, I, ah, nooo!”


 ”Whoa! Sorry, was it too strong?”


 ”Hmph…”


 Because it was a scream, Kian stopped caressing her.

 But for Maribel, the pleasure weakened, and she felt like she was stopped just before climax and felt disappointed.

 She still felt good pleasure in the young man’s hand, which was holding her fake penis, but she wanted more strong stimulation, so she unconsciously bounced her butt.


 ”Ugh…”


 ”Your Excellency, I’ll go a little slower, okay?”


 ”S, slower, you say?”


 ”Yes, so it doesn’t hurt.”


 Her butt fell to the bedsheets.

 Maribel was lying down with Kian’s belly as a pillow.


 Long fingers skillfully crawl over her sensitive fake penis.

 They caress the back of the rod, put fingertips inside the foreskin, and play with it with wetness as a lubricant.


 ”…Ah♡ So good♡ Hmph… ah… haah, ahh, ahhh!”


 (This, this is, how a man feels…)


 She didn’t want to know.

 This fleeting and intense pleasure.

 But her brain is burning and becoming stupid.


 And his thumb caresses the tip, and a muffled “Ooooh♡” escapes her.

 She reflexively covers her mouth with her hand, forcing the unrefined voice back.


 ”Hmph, mmm…♡ mmmhh♡ mm, mm, mmー, mm♡, ooh♡”


 Shlick, squelch squelch squelch, squish squish squish squish squish――


 Having her skin played with by fingertips was like being caressed on her clitoris.

 A sharp and ticklish sexual sensation echoed to her waist.

 Her stomach became hot, and she knew her cervix was coming down.

 She felt a thick liquid dripping onto the fleshy butt cheeks spread on the bedsheets.

 It seemed that more sticky liquid was leaking from her vagina than usual.


 Maribel looked at her nipples, which were erect and visible through her chemise, with vacant eyes.


 (I, I…)


 ”Your Excellency, I’ll make it stronger for ejaculation again.”


 ”Ah… Huh…?”


 Before she could answer, a large hand pressed tightly against her fake penis.

 Then it started to move up and down, rubbing the tip with the second joint of her index finger, in a vigorous way.


 ”Ahh♡ Ohh♡.. ugh♡ mmm♡”


 She hurriedly covered her mouth.

 The pleasure was clearly different from a woman’s typical pleasure ── a sharp, burning sensation shot through her brain and spread to her hips.


 Maribel’s slim waist lifted up.

 Her rounded, pregnancy-softening hips wobbled as she moved.

 Her abs tensed and lifted, and when she squeezed the fake penis tightly, she curled her spine and pulled her belly button inward to escape the pleasure.


 ”No… no♡ I can’t♡ please♡ stop♡ ahh, ahh♡”


 ”────. No, your body seems to be enjoying it, so this should be fine. I’ll continue now.”


 ”Huh!?♡ Oh…♡ Mmm, yes♡ Nooo♡ Ahh, ahh♡”


 She could no longer stop the ministrations.

 Despite her strong will to maintain her dignity as a woman, she was overwhelmed by an unknown pleasure far beyond her control.


 ”Ah, ah, ahh, oh──ohh♡ Hiiii!♡”


 She was trembling from the intense stimulation of her flesh, feeling her body shudder with delight.

 She thought, “…I, I am a proud daughter of Danofen…” in a soft voice, overwhelmed by the pleasure.


 Like the perverted nobles of the Royal Capital, her body was reaching climax through twisted pleasures using the fake penis.

 Her heart pounded wildly, pounding hard, and her head felt like it was swelling, her thoughts becoming numb.


 ”Your Excellency, please refrain from losing control.”


 A cold, teasing voice of a man, who seemed to be doing this on purpose, spoke calmly.

 His arm, wrapped around her stomach, tensed, and her lifted hips were forcibly pressed down onto the bed.

 Unable to escape the pleasure like needing to urinate, Maribel clung desperately to the strong arm that was thrusting into her.

 Her legs jumped randomly, and she spread her legs shamelessly, exposing her precious, blooming area.


 The strong smell of dog-cheese perfume filled the room, but Maribel no longer had the capacity to care about it.

 ”Ahh, mmph, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, no, stop, aaaahh♡ Ah, something’s coming♡ No, noooo♡”


 Four fingers stroked up and down while a thumb rubbed the tip of the penis.

 It felt like an otherworldly creature was devouring a fake penis.


 Maribel moaned softly, her body overwhelmed by intense masculine pleasure, etched into her pleasure center.

 The young, fertile girl’s body writhed in ecstasy.

 From beneath the fake penis, thick, milky fluid dripped onto the bedsheet, leaving Maribel’s unique scent.


 ”Mmmph♡ Nnnyaah, aaaahh♡ Ha—――… hmmmph♡”


 And then—

 Maribel, her penis fiercely rubbed, finally squirted from her urethra.

 The girl’s juices bubbled up inside the fake penis, plop, plop, cute and lewd.

 At the peak of her climax, she used all her strength to break free from Kian’s grip, arching her back with her head as support.

 The strange pleasure of releasing felt like peeing, dominating her entire penis. Even as she shot her load, her shaft was slowly stroked, milking every last drop of cum.


 In overwhelming bliss, she learned exactly what made men feel good.


 ”Hee… hee…♡ Ooh, mmph♡”


 As her penis softened, the rough hand eased pressure but increased speed.

 Maribel’s pussy twitched, quiver-quiver, and the fake penis squirted fluid again, squirtt.


 The thumb gently massaged the tip of her slime-covered penis, still new to ejaculation.


 ”Your Excellency, how does it feel?”


 ”…♡ Hmm, ugh♡ I, I don’t want to say♡”


 ”I see, that’s good.”


 Kian said quietly.

 Maribel, her upper body slumping, pushed herself up to lean against the young man’s chest.

 His eyes drifted to her armpit, and he sniffed subtly.


 ”Ah, do I smell bad? I must have cum, right?”


 ”The fluid is like squirting, odorless. But your sweat smells… very appealing to men.”


 ”…♡”


 Even though she reached orgasm from pleasure as a man, being in the arms of the man she loves makes her female instincts start to rise.


 (No, this is bad. Priscilla might be watching.)


 She temporarily restrained herself, but on second thought, it felt like she didn’t care anymore… just a little, she wanted to show that mean witch off.


 ”Ugh, ah…!”


 The fake penis slips out from between her legs with a plop.

 She then closed the part that had become her reproductive organ with her thigh, and gently turned her head to the young man behind her.


 ”A, um,”


 ”…Yes.”


 ”I understand well the relationship between Christy and you. But…”


 Her body is getting hot.

 Maribel let out a hot, breathy sigh and whispered to her Master Knight, who really wants her but she longs for so badly she feels like her throat is on fire.


 She was defeated by her weak womanly heart.


 ”Could I have just a little of your mercy? I know it might bother you, but I… I really, really want you.”


 She clung tightly to his shirt.

 Maribel twisted her face in regret and finished her words.


 ”I truly, from the bottom of my heart, adore you.”


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