Ch.224Honeymoon (8)

Eidel had been a bachelor who had never even held a woman’s hand in his life. He had the mindset of studying physics instead of dating and getting married.

Looking back now, it was an immature thought.

The real-world Richard Feynman once said:

Physics is like sex.

Squelch!

As he pushed his member into her entrance, a thrilling sensation ran up his spine. It was warm and soft.

The tightness was mild, but the density was packed enough to compensate for that shortcoming. It felt like taking a half-bath in warm jelly.

The feeling of skin against skin was truly wonderful. He could feel the warmth of Zernya’s thighs directly.

Those were Eidel’s impressions.

“Hnnngh…”

Meanwhile, Zernya’s limbs trembled.

Her face had long been covered in tears from the penetration.

Her once fox-like sharp expression was gone, replaced by a pitiful female cat letting out mating cries.

To be honest, it was arousing.

He wanted to thrust his hips without restraint. But Zernya was in too much pain for that.

“Hnngh, it’s big, too big.”

The mouth that had spoken harsh words without hesitation now only made fragile sounds like a child who had received an injection. The pain of defloration had rendered the girl powerless.

“Zernya, breathe. Slowly.”

“Hoo, hoo, hoooo.”

“Yes. Like that.”

Eidel stroked Zernya. Then he supported her head and back, helping her sit up. He changed their position to face-to-face sitting. It was to offer his tongue.

Smooch, smoooch.

As their lips mingled, Zernya’s breathing gradually stabilized. The sweet kisses neutralized the pain. The vaginal walls wrapped around his member stopped convulsing and relaxed.

“Haah, darling.”

Zernya smiled with tears in her eyes.

“We’re connected now.”

“Indeed.”

“I love you.”

Eidel moved his hips slightly. Just that was enough to make Zernya cry out and jerk. She hadn’t adapted yet.

Their body types didn’t match. For Zernya, just accommodating Eidel was difficult. Even the slightest movement sent lightning flashing through her.

They couldn’t stay still forever. Zernya gathered her courage. She laid Eidel back and slowly raised her hips.

“Mmmmh…”

Then lowered them again.

Once.

Of course, this alone wasn’t enough. To satisfy a man, one needs to move at least hundreds to thousands of times. And with a consistent tempo.

Eidel let go and waited. He allowed Zernya to find the most comfortable position. Soon, Zernya realized that rocking her hips back and forth was best.

“Haah, delicious…”

As she adapted, she gradually mixed in up and down movements. The wet sounds grew louder. Hearing this, Eidel started his engine.

And from then on:

“Hak, hek, heek, heuk.”

Zernya’s moans turned vulgar.

At this point, they changed positions again. From cowgirl to face-to-face sitting. From face-to-face sitting back to missionary.

He thrust his rod deep into her now fully adapted entrance. Passionate cries poured out like a flood.

“Haaang!”

In the midst of being frantically pounded, Zernya suddenly turned her head, sensing a presence. Rustila was watching her. Her astonished expression was exquisite.

What, didn’t expect to see us like this?

She felt smug.

But there wasn’t much time for that.

Thump! Thump!

Eidel’s movements increased in speed. His erectile tissue swelled, showing signs of ejaculation. The sensitized vaginal mucous membrane precisely detected this sign and contracted willingly.

“Hek, hek, heuk…!”

Zernya wrapped her legs around Eidel’s back. She also gripped his arms tightly. In this completely attached position, she bit down hard on his shoulder.

Spurt!

The manhood that had held back as long as possible ejected angry paint. It was natural genetic paint that would draw a child as a masterpiece on the canvas of her womb.

Zernya’s vision turned white as she intermittently twitched, welcoming the grand wave of climax.

“Hek, heek, heuuk…”

She didn’t release her limbs for a while. She needed to stay like this until the refueling was completely finished.

“Phew.”

Eidel sighed and pulled out his member. There was a red ring like a garter ring in the middle of the rod. It was evidence that Zernya had lost her virginity.

Zernya seemed exhausted, lying limp without response. Eidel covered her with a blanket, then turned his head to the other side.

“Rustila.”

“Y-yes.”

“Come here.”

Having satisfied the future great physician, it was now time to make the future sword saint happy.

***

After mixing bodies with Zernya, Eidel became more manly.

Should we say he gained a sense for handling women?

There was definitely a different aura emanating from him compared to when he was a virgin.

Perhaps it was fortunate. Because Rustila was completely awkward at everything except kissing and holding hands.

Eidel likewise removed all of her swimwear and started by kneading her breasts.

“Wow…”

They’re big.

Sorry to Zernya, but these are incomparably heavy and soft.

And despite maintaining this size, their shape is perfect too.

“Hehe, it tickles.”

“This is something I can only say now… With breasts this large, isn’t training difficult?”

“Of course it’s hard. My shoulders get stiff too. Especially when handling a sword, it’s difficult to balance if you don’t have the right technique.”

I see.

He couldn’t empathize, but he understood.

Eidel was impressed.

He was newly amazed that Rustila was the youngest Omega-grade swordswoman.

“But I don’t entirely dislike them.”

“Why?”

“Because you like them.”

Eidel, feeling sheepish, closed his mouth.

His hands were still moving though.

He gently circled the pink areolas, occasionally poking the tips, and lifted the breasts from underneath to experience their weight.

This is a treasure.

“Hoo…”

Rustila exhaled deeply. She glanced at Eidel’s lower body. The thing that had gone limp after ejaculating inside Zernya was regaining strength thanks to the encouragement from her breasts.

Rustila asked:

“Can I ask you one thing?”

“Of course.”

“Do men really like women’s breasts that much?”

“Absolutely!”

It’s not just liking them, it’s loving them.

“If you tell me I can touch them when I’m feeling down, I’ll be healed immediately.”

“R-really that much?”

“I’m not sure myself, but most men including me seem to be that way. There must be something evolutionary about it.”

Rustila made a resolution.

She would let him touch them whenever he was struggling with research.

“Eidel, can I kiss you?”

“Why ask now of all times?”

The two pressed their lips together sideways. Like railway connectors interlocking, their tongues mingled perfectly.

Eidel twirled her hardened nipples in the midst of this fluffy feeling. Only then did Rustila understand what it meant to feel through her breasts.

It would be unfair to only receive.

She had to do something.

“…Hey, Eidel. Your, um. That thing? Down there. G-genitals?”

“Dick?”

“D-dick… So that’s what it’s called too. Anyway, can I touch it?”

“Why ask now? You’ve even done fellatio before.”

“Fel- that’s… Oh.”

She understood. So taking the “dick” deep in your mouth and receiving semen is called “fellatio.”

“Then what do you call doing it with hands?”

“Hands? Well…”

There was a term “handjob,” but Eidel deliberately didn’t mention it.

He wanted to tease her.

“Doing it with hands is called ‘stroke-stroke’.”

“Stroke-stroke?”

“Yes. From the meaning of caressing like this.”

“No way. Eidel, you’re not making fun of me, are you?”

Oh my. Her intuition is really excellent.

He decided to keep playing innocent.

After all, language just needs to convey meaning, there’s no need to be fixated on specific words. And strictly speaking, “stroke-stroke” was an accurate expression.

As he persisted, Rustila seemed to believe him.

“Then, can I do that, stroke-stroke for you?”

This is too much.

She’s too cute.

While Zernya was attractive for being aggressive and sharp, Rustila was lovable for being so pure and modest.

“Don’t ask about every little thing, just do what you want.”

“O-okay.”

With a few kisses, Rustila grabbed Eidel’s member.

It’s hot like lava and hard like stone.

Plus the gentle pulse.

Rustila felt her face burning.

Thinking about how she had put this in her mouth in a moment of anger and delivered the finishing blow to the fellatio that Zernya had already done made her lower abdomen throb.

Recalling what Zernya had done, she slowly moves her hand.

Stroke, stroke, stroke.

While giving him an awkward handjob, she fully offers her breasts to Eidel.

Eidel grasped her breasts to the point where he could feel the firm muscles, measuring Rustila’s heartbeat and breath depth in real-time.

Just from touching his penis, her breathing seemed to be getting thinner.

Clumsy and innocent.

There’s a pleasure that comes from that.

“Rusti, want to lie on top of me?”

“On top of you? How?”

“Like this.”

Eidel lay down and pulled Rustila. So that his crotch was visible to her. So that her private parts were visible to him.

The commonly known 69 position.

Her bikini would have been pure white, but the crotch area was slightly darker. It meant she was feeling plenty just from kisses and breast caresses.

“Ah, t-this is too embarrassing!”

“It is for me too.”

“…Do we really have to do this?”

“If you’re uncomfortable, we can stop.”

“No, it’s just…”

Rustila stared at Eidel’s member in front of her. The manhood that had been growing and stiffening was now fully erect in this position.

He had already ejaculated twice.

It would be difficult to maintain excitement for long with just ordinary stimulation.

This was necessary to reach a conclusion.

“O-okay. Just this once, as a special case…”

“Then I’ll untie the strings.”

“Y-yes.”

As he removed her swimsuit bottoms, Eidel couldn’t help but be surprised. There was a patch with a virgin womb pattern attached to the place where there would be a crevice.

“Rusti? This is…”

“I-I put it on. Just in case… though it’s unlikely, I was worried we might do it that way if we got too excited.”

I see.

So she still intends to do it properly.

I can roughly guess which hole she wants to use. Rustila trembled as she continued her “stroke-stroke.”

“Um… you might think it’s strange. But could we do it from behind?”

“From behind?”

“Y-yes.”

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

“I want to be connected with you…”

Rustila fiddled with his shaft and balls as she continued.

“I cleaned thoroughly beforehand. With the blessing of the virgin womb, I can always maintain cleanliness. So, it won’t be too, um, dirty…”

Though he couldn’t see her face, he could tell she was speaking while enduring shame.

Eidel slapped Rustila’s bottom.

“Eek! Eidel…?”

“Of course we can. I should be the one thanking you.”

Not many women would give fellatio, but women who allow anal are truly, really rare.

He wanted to give her 100 bonus points for overcoming her fears to suggest this way of connecting.

If that’s the case, he should loosen her up sufficiently to make it as painless as possible.

“Wait just a moment.”

Eidel returned with lube and plugs.

It was the beginning of a somewhat hard play.