Chapter 216 A Woman I Never Imagined Would Be in My Arms

I’ve built quite a few connections since coming to the witch territory.

Even though witches are reclusive, they aren’t completely cut off from the outside world.

There were quite a few people showing interest through various channels.

I’ve met them under the title of the great witch’s husband.

Sometimes I even got... well, decent deals out of it.

But among them, the most astonishing connection was obvious.

’Obviously it’s Morgan.’

Getting close to the witches? Natural, since I’m the great witch’s husband.

Becoming sex friends with an elf? Rare, but not completely unheard of.

’Elves at least have some stories floating around about people encountering them in the human world now and then.’

Of course, the vast majority go their whole lives without ever seeing one.

Still, with good luck, it’s possible.

But dragons are different.

There haven’t even been any official sighting records in the last few decades.

’Considering a dragon’s personality and traits, that makes perfect sense.’

Dragons basically don’t like leaving their territory.

They’re a lazy species that just wants to nest comfortably inside and live at ease.

Plus, once a dragon’s lair forms, monsters flock to the area.

Naturally, a sort of demonic region forms centered around the lair.

No sane human would willingly walk into such a place.

And dragons are a long-lived species that even elves and witches give way to.

They can sleep for years on end under the excuse of "vacation," even though they don’t work.

No, unless there’s something special, they apparently spend time just sleeping.

Obviously, humans who live mere decades have no chance of meeting one.

’These days dragons are just legends or fairy tales among humans.’

Everyone knows they really exist,

but when actual sighting stories come up, people dismiss them as impossible.

Well, there probably are a few who’ve seen one by chance—maybe when one was flying in the sky.

That’s probably why the legends persist at least.

Anyway, to sum up: meeting a dragon like Morgan is an absolutely incredible thing.

"...To think that dragon is in my arms getting her breasts fondled. When I think about it, it really is unbelievable."

"Hmph! If you have time to say that, keep your hands moving properly."

Morgan spoke in her usual haughty, pride-filled voice.

So arrogant even though she’s naked and having her breasts groped by a human man.

It’s been a while since she declared herself my cock sleeve, but her dragon-like attitude hasn’t changed.

’Now we’re both pretty used to this kind of play.’

I’m sitting comfortably on the bed with my legs spread.

Morgan is leaning her back against my chest, sitting comfortably in the same way.

Clothing? Naturally, not a single thread—completely naked.

Soft bounce~

I naturally started kneading the breasts spread out in front of me.

These huge breasts that don’t even fit fully in my hands made my hands move on their own.

"Still, isn’t it really amazing? I never imagined I’d get to touch dragon breasts."

"Well... I didn’t think I’d ever allow a human to do this to me either."

Morgan smirked and lightly tickled the inside of my thigh with her fingers.

At that strange sensation, more blood rushed to my already aroused cock.

She, who once knew nothing about men, had now become quite skilled and natural at this kind of caressing.

"This is all your fault for training me into a lewd cock sleeve."

"Morgan’s body was just too erotic—I couldn’t help it. How could I resist when you wiggle that sexy ass like that."

"Since you like it, I’ll specially forgive you. Your cock and face are quite to my taste too."

"Well yeah, after getting pounded every day and moaning like that, of course you’d like it."

"...As expected, you talk too much."

"Ah!"

Morgan applied ice magic to her fingertips.

Very weak, but the moment it touched bare skin, goosebumps rose all over my body.

"Still, your magic control has improved a lot."

"Of course. Some lecherous guy kept coveting this body’s nice parts under the excuse of teaching magic."

"...Wasn’t it Morgan who asked me first?"

"So you’re complaining?"

Morgan looked at me with a seductive smile.

If you mixed sexiness and maturity and applied it to a face, it would definitely look like Morgan.

That unique lewd gaze and confident smile still made my heart race.

As expected from a beautiful big-breasted dragon.

"No complaints at all. Thanks to that, I got my hands on such a beautiful dragon cock sleeve. Teaching you a little was more than worth it."

"Well... thanks to that, I learned what pleasure as a female feels like, so it was mutual benefit."

At first, Morgan wanted to learn how to control magic properly from me.

She was too embarrassed to ask the witches she was close with, and said they were too outstanding.

So I allowed it on the condition of touching her body.

After every tutoring session, I embraced her.

’And while I was at it, I subtly trained her too. That was a really thrilling experience.’

Under the excuse of massage or various requests, I touched her body all over.

Sometimes I teased her until she surrendered.

After properly fucking her a few times, she felt it so intensely she even wet herself.

Watching a dragon who knew nothing about sex gradually crumble under pleasure.

Watching that was both thrilling and enjoyable.

"Though it feels like you got good at magic for a different reason."

"Anyway, it’s true this body’s magic skill has improved."

Indeed, Morgan’s magic control had improved quite a bit.

Unlike before when she was just a firepower one-trick pony, she could now use delicate magic quite well.

Morgan seemed quite pleased with that.

Now she could use magic comfortably whenever she wanted.

"But your horn shape is still the same."

"Do you know how difficult polymorph is? It’s a special magic only dragons can use in the first place."

"Ah, really? I thought this appearance was intentionally made with polymorph."

"This is because this body’s innate beauty is outstanding."

Morgan proudly puffed out her chest.

Her huge breasts bounced beautifully once.

’So this body is also naturally born, not intentionally made.’

I’d heard similar things before but thought she was exaggerating.

But seeing her emphasize it again, this seems to be the original.

Personally, I found it amazing that this body wasn’t from magic.

Swaying desperation and a pretty face.

Plus impossibly huge breasts and ass.

To think the dragon I happened to meet had such a voluptuous and perfect body.

These heavy, weighty breasts—I never get tired of them no matter how much I look.

"Hearing this makes it even more amazing? These breasts have a size and allure that never gets old no matter how much I touch them."

"Yes. Since you’re the only one who’s ever touched them, be grateful while you fondle."

"Really, in that long life, no other man ever touched them? Not even another dragon?"

"Hmph! Of course not. Did you forget these are this body’s magic pockets? I’m specially allowing it because it’s a man like you."

"...To be precise, they’re not magic pockets, but a side effect of the lactation pill..."

"Quiet. Don’t nitpick the details."

Well, it wasn’t entirely wrong.

Because of the lactation pill I fed her, Morgan became able to produce milk.

Strangely, when she lactated, her overflowing mana stabilized, allowing her to use magic better.

’So the originally overwhelming amount of mana gets mixed into the milk and released. That’s actually pretty fascinating when you think about it.’

It’s like the "mana pouch" or "stamina pouch" jokes people make about anime characters actually became real.

Though big breasts don’t necessarily make someone a great mage.

’...Wait. Now that I think about it, almost every woman around me who’s good at magic is big-breasted.’

Morgan goes without saying, Circe is quite busty too.

Medeia also has breasts much larger than average.

Diana doesn’t use magic, but I know her mana itself is high.

’Is there really some correlation?’

Most witches, except some young ones, have large breasts.

Could there really be an additional function to store mana in the breasts?

I should research this later.

"Hng~ Your hands slowed down. Thinking useless thoughts again?"

"Ah, sorry. A good research topic just came to mind."

"Huu! They say couples resemble each other—you and Circe are exactly the same when you get fixated on something, completely blind to everything around you."

Morgan sighed deeply and looked at me playfully.

"But to dare think of other things with this body right in front of you... how insolent?"

"Sorry, sorry. I’ll really focus now."

"The problem is you have too many pretty women around you. Normally men would drool just looking at this nice body."

"Of course I admit that. I was in awe the first time I saw it too."

Breasts so huge they sag slightly downward beautifully.

Hips that look like they could easily bear many children.

I met Morgan after already having sex with women like Circe and Diana.

But even compared to them, Morgan’s body absolutely doesn’t lose.

In some aspects, it was even more outstanding.

"Hng... anyway, how long are you going to just keep fondling my breasts...."

Morgan, who had been obediently in my arms, slightly squirmed.

"Why? Is your body starting to heat up?"

"Obviously, since you keep touching like that. And you’re the same, aren’t you?"

Morgan gently rubbed her ass against my cock.

At that lewd motion, my already erect cock throbbed even harder.

"Can’t wait to shove your cock into your cock sleeve anymore... ♥"

"Then shall we start enjoying properly?"

Of course, it wouldn’t be ordinary sex.

This dragon was secretly a pervert who liked intense play too.