Chapter 9 Climax Just from Her Breasts

’I’m finally groping these massive breasts to my heart’s content.’

They were satisfying just to look at, but touching them was beyond that.

A size so big my hands couldn’t fully grasp them.

A softness proportional to their overwhelming maternal allure.

Just touching them was satisfying and healing to the soul.

’I could probably spend all day just touching these breasts.’

Of course, I can’t actually do that.

This is just the prelude to the main event of fucking her pussy.

"Ahh... Haa... Ngh♥"

That said, Circe’s reactions are too good to just move on.

Is it because she’s a virgin?

Even her trembling reactions feel fresh.

"Ngh... Wait... If you keep doing that... Ahh!"

’She’s feeling it more than I expected.’

The pleasure amplification magic for long-lived species.Thanks to that, she’s feeling it intensely just from breast stimulation.

’If I touch her a bit more persistently here...’

"Haa...!"

When I lightly pressed her areola, Circe let out a cute scream.

It’s the fresh reaction of a virgin overwhelmed by intense stimulation and pleasure.

She’s feeling so much that messages popped up in front of me.

[Circe is resisting the pleasure!]

[...Resistance failed!]

[The backlash makes her feel even greater pleasure!]

[Circe is gradually succumbing to the pleasure!]

She tries to resist but can’t.

Given her lack of experience, it’s only natural.

’She probably doesn’t even know how to handle or respond to pleasure.’

Even an experienced woman would fall to this.

For someone like Circe, who’s experiencing it for the first time, it’s no contest.

’Then, before we get to the real thing, shall I get her used to pleasure with her breasts?’

Virgins need plenty of foreplay, after all.

I need to teach this new bride what real pleasure is.

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Circe Pov

Honestly, Circe was underestimating men a bit.

"Ahh... Nooo..."

Even a groom in his prime is just in his 20s.

A kid who hasn’t lived even a tenth of her years.

"Ah... Haa... S-Stop..."

Being from a clan without men, he might have the upper hand in sexual experience and knowledge.

But she has the advantage of her years lived.

She thought a young man, no matter how experienced with women, would still be a novice.

She planned to embrace her nervous groom with the grace and composure of an older woman.

"M-My breasts... Not there... Ahh...!"

It didn’t take long for those thoughts to crumble.

-Squish...♥

"Haa...

♥

"

Circe’s body trembled uncontrollably.

Grace? Composure?

She didn’t have a moment to think about such things.

"Why... Why do you keep touching my breasts...!"

"Because your reactions are just too good, Circe."

"Haa...! Wait...!"

Below her beautiful face were breasts as big as her head.

Plump, milky-white breasts.

Topped with prominent, light-pink nipples.

Like a beautiful work of art. Breasts she’d never allowed anyone to touch.

They were so easily toyed with by a man’s hands.

"Haa... Ahh...♥"

Every time the man groped her breasts, lewd moans escaped her lips despite herself.

’It feels... so good...♥’

The witch clan generally has low sexual desire.

It’s not that they never masturbate.

Compared to humans, the frequency and intensity are minimal.

But they do relieve sexual urges alone sometimes.

So she shouldn’t be unfamiliar with pleasure...

’It’s nothing like when I do it alone...’

This man is just touching her breasts.

Yet it feels several times better than climaxing alone.

His hands, freely groping her bare breasts, are impossibly skilled.

Squeezing her breasts with just the right force.

Delicately brushing the sides, tickling her.

Each time, a massive wave of pleasure coursed through her body, making her hips buck involuntarily.

’Why does it feel this good...?’

Even Circe, with no male experience, could tell.

This pleasure was anything but normal.

"Ah... Hnng... Ahh...!"

"How’s it feel, Circe?"

His touch is just too good. He melts her so effortlessly, overwhelming her with pleasure in an instant.

"Does my hand feel good?"

"Ngh... Haa... W-Wait... Just stop for a moment..."

"How does it feel?"

"Haaah...!"

Before she knew it, the man was behind her.

He held her as if to restrain her movements.

’Tch... This way...’

Despite appearances, his sturdy body felt like a solid wall.

By the time she realized she couldn’t escape, her breasts were already being freely groped.

Squish... Squish...♥

"Haa...! Hnng...! Haah...!"

Trapped from behind, her breasts relentlessly teased from the front.

Her hips arched, but that wasn’t enough to escape this pleasure.

In this inescapable situation, all Circe could do was tremble.

’No...! This guy... he’s too skilled...!’

Each touch sent dizzying pleasure flooding through her.

As if he knew exactly where to touch to make her feel good.

"Ngh...! There... Ahh... Please...!"

The man groped her breasts as if they were his own.

Each time, Circe’s body trembled uncontrollably. She twisted her hips, as if pleading for mercy.

Panting desperately, begging to be spared.

"Haaaah...!"

The peak came when he gently rubbed her nipples with his fingertips.

Her nipples, already erect from arousal, sent a jolt of pleasure down her spine when stimulated.

"Haa...! S-Stop...! Please, just...!"

"I’m curious if Circe’s really feeling good. Be honest."

"It... feels good...! It’s good, so...!"

"Good girl."

"Hnnng...?!"

Suddenly, his fingers pinched her nipple.

Circe’s hips bucked wildly.

Her mind went blank.

’Ah... this...♥’

Only when the sensation overwhelmed her did she realize.

She had ’come’ just from her breasts.

"Ngh... Haa... Haa...♥"

Perhaps because it was induced by another’s hand,

the pleasure and trembling lingered for a long time.

Circe’s body, trembling uncontrollably for a while, lost its strength and leaned against Karl’s body.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

"You okay?"

"Y-Yes..."

She answered with a still-half-dazed mind.

Due to the afterglow of her climax, her body had no strength left.

Her breasts still trembled, craving more pleasure.

Her body, including her breasts, was now slick with sweat.

All she could vividly remember was how good it felt.

"They say the bigger the breasts, the harder it is to feel pleasure from them. But Circe, you’re lucky—you’ve got talent."

"R-Really?"

"Yeah, like this."

"Hnnng!"

His hand caressed her breasts again, this time more broadly.

Her skin, already sensitive from climaxing, found it overwhelmingly intense.

"S-Stop...! I just came...!"

"Your reactions are so cute, I can’t stop teasing you."

"Ngh...! Ahh!"

Naturally, Karl still had plenty of composure.

His attitude was like toying with a plaything.

That fact was oddly frustrating, but there was nothing Circe could do.

"Can you turn your head a bit?"

"Huh...?"

Her body moved reflexively to his command.

"Mmm..."

Karl kissed her lips again.

It was the same as the earlier kiss.

But with her body already aroused, it felt even better than before.

If the earlier kiss was intense and suffocating,

this one felt soft and sweet.

"Slurp... Haa... Haa..."

Perhaps because her body was already tuned to pleasure,

Circe quickly melted into the kiss.

’Kissing feels this good...?’

While continuing the kiss, Karl touched her nipples again.

Twitch!

Her body jolted sharply, but she couldn’t escape.

Her hips and entire body refused to move properly.

Karl was holding her tightly, and that fact somehow felt so good.

’It feels... good...♥’

Kissing and breast stimulation.

Either one alone was enough to overwhelm her.

With both pleasures flooding her, she was helpless.

’This... shouldn’t happen...♥’

Her feminine instincts warned her.

This pleasure was dangerous. Learning more would be irreversible.

But at the same time, it was too sweet to resist.

"Haa... Hnng... Haa... Ngh...♥"

Lost in the kiss, she succumbed to the pleasure of her breasts being touched.

It was as if she were a naive bride completely smitten with her beloved.

"Haa... Ngh...♥ Aah...!"

Her body trembled with pleasure.

Lewd moans escaped her mouth despite herself.

Whispering seductively in her ear, the man said,

"Come when I tell you to, got it?"

No, Circe.

Dp you have no pride?

To let a kid like this... on your first night...

She repeated this to herself desperately.

But she couldn’t imagine controlling this pleasure.

Losing control of her body happened in an instant.

"Now, come."

"...?!"

And Circe realized.

From the start, she had no choice, no right to resist.

His lips, whispering in her ear, and his hand, pinching her nipple,

"~~~~~!"

Twitch! Twitch!

Her body climaxed reflexively, beyond her will.

"Haa... Haa...♥"

"Did that feel good, Circe?"

"Yes... good...♥"

A deeper pleasure than the earlier climax she thought couldn’t be surpassed.

Circe trembled with a euphoric expression.

Drip...♥

By now, her panties, covering her pussy, were soaked with her juices.

As if begging to be loved.