chapter_0226

227 – You said you would teach me real sex, not fantasy.

227 – You said you would teach me real sex, not fantasy.

I’ll be honest.

Looking at the innocent dragon before me.

No, seeing Monica’s coy behavior, so gentle it was hard to believe she was a dragon, I almost put it in for real, illusion or not.

‘Get a grip.’

I had a feeling that if I actually inserted it here, it wouldn’t end as just a pleasant fantasy.

My partner is a dragon.

A race that can change its mind at any time.

A mercurial race whose thoughts are hard to read, unpredictable in how they might change.

That was the dragon right in front of me now.

She may look like a kind young girl, but she’s the dragon who kidnapped me.

So maintain boundaries.

That’s the only way to survive.

‘I started this to take control anyway.’

I looked at Monica panting in my arms.

She was already very aroused, feeling the sensation of insertion.

“It feels good…”

‘Yeah. I’ll satisfy you completely.’

I hugged her tightly.

Monica felt the cock entering inside her.

Monica, whose mind was now filled with Max who resembled Brave, to the point where she could no longer think of Brave.

She had clearly brought Max here because he resembled Brave, but why couldn’t she recall Brave in her mind now?

Monica, who had intended to imagine Brave through this man, was now completely absorbed in the pleasure this man before her eyes was giving her.

“It feels good…”

It felt good.

The unfamiliar sensation of a cock entering inside.

This feeling of her insides, her flesh opening up, was driving her crazy.

It was a different feeling than just looking.

That act which had made her heart pound now filled Monica’s insides completely, filling some void she hadn’t realized was there.

‘The feeling of being filled up…’

She recalled when she first saw Brave.

She had awkward relationships with other dragons.

She thought there were no dragons who truly liked her.

To begin with, even among dragons, there weren’t many who were close with their own kind.

It was truly lonely.

She was always alone, and being shy, it was hard for her to approach others first.

Then by chance, she saw the biography of a hero.

When she read the writings of the hero called Brave, she felt that loneliness being filled.

That was probably the beginning.

To forget her loneliness.

Someday Brave would appear like a hero and save her, right?

He would come find this lonely me, right?

She had such vague imaginings.

While watching the Brave in the videos she created.

That’s how Max appeared.

The arrival of the hero she admired.

The act that hero was doing with other women.

When she directly experienced that act which had made her heart pound.

A strangely different sensation from what she first felt watching the videos pounded in her chest.

It was her first time.

Something that made her body tingle like this.

As a result, she started focusing on everything this man did for her.

Haa, haa.

The man’s rough breathing as he panted above her.

His low voice.

Hard, rippling muscles.

The erotic scent of flowing sweat.

A hot cock.

A cock that could never exist on a woman, stirring up her insides.

Monica moaned as if entranced by every act – nipple stimulation, breast massaging, sucking her breasts with his mouth.

She was Max’s instrument.

One that poured out melodies in tune with his hand movements.

An instrument more lewd and sensual than anything in the world.

And now that instrument was rushing towards climax at the hands of its player.

Monica couldn’t take her eyes off Max.

It wasn’t just because he was making her feel good.

Because it was her first time.

Because he resembled the one she admired.

And.

Somehow, he had also become her first customer.

“J-just a little deeper…”

Monica urged him on, hugging Max tightly.

Thinking she wanted this cock to go in even deeper.

The feeling of climax tormented her body with a tingling sensation.

It feels so good.

This is strange.

It feels like something dangerous is coming.

The feeling of crossing over an unknown hill.

A feeling that once I cross that hill, I’ll never be able to return.

Yet unable to stop, she explored Max’s body.

Monica, feeling too good, wrapped her legs around Max’s waist and gripped his back strongly with her hands.

With her face buried in his shoulder, she nibbled on his sweat-soaked skin with her lips.

It tasted salty.

“Hnnngh!!!”

Her toes curled and her body trembled.

It was a deep climax incomparable to what she felt when Max first teased her nipples and pussy.

Max called this an orgasm.

“You’re really feeling it, huh?”

Max stroked Monica’s head as she shook and whimpered.

Monica felt something was lacking.

‘What could be missing?’

Even though it felt this good.

Even though she thought it couldn’t get any better than this.

Why did she feel something was lacking, even as she wanted to stay like this together?

Was she always this greedy?

She had thought she was quite frugal for a dragon.

As Monica emerged slightly from the hazy state the orgasm had put her in, she soon realized why she felt something was lacking.

This space.

Though it certainly felt real, it was clearly an illusion.

She was amazed that humans could create illusions that felt so real with just magic.

But since it was ultimately an illusion, there were bound to be flaws.

Monica could indirectly sense the flaws in this space.

Though she didn’t know the exact source of the dissonance, she could tell this place was an illusion.

She had asked for it herself after all.

To spend time with Brave, even if only in an illusion.

But now that illusion was making her feel frustrated.

‘It’s not satisfying.’

It feels like there should be an even stronger sensation.

Like I should be able to feel it more vividly than this.

The thin veil of illusion magic prevented her from fully experiencing the pleasure.

Monica looked at Max.

Max, who was still moving his hips with his cock inserted for her sake even in this moment.

But Monica realized that it wasn’t real insertion.

He hadn’t even inserted it.

It was just tricking her senses to feel like he had.

Monica reached out with her hand still trembling from orgasm and caressed Max’s cheek.

“Brave, no, Max…”

“…”

Max’s eyes trembled slightly.

She smiled at Max who looked surprised at her.

“I don’t mind if it’s not an illusion. Put your real cock in.”

I want to feel even better.

“I want to know real sex. Not this fake sex…”

“Are you saying that seriously?”

“Yes.”

She was serious.

She was in a state where she could do anything as long as it felt good.

If this fake sex created by illusion felt this good.

How much better would the real thing feel?

“You said you’d teach me. Real sex…”

“…”

“We, we haven’t even put in the genitals…I mean, the cock, so it can’t be called sex, right?”

Monica said shyly.

She spoke with a blushing face.

“…”

“You don’t have to remove the illusion if you don’t want to. If that’s more comfortable for you. After all, I’m… not exactly pretty in terms of body shape.”

Her large breasts, disproportionate to her body.

It was also a weakness Monica wanted to hide.

You might ask, can’t dragons change into various forms whenever they want?

Even though they could change, there was a fundamental form that their being possessed.

The reason a White Dragon’s hair was always white when they transformed into a human was because this form contained their essential characteristics.

They could change into other forms with magic as much as they wanted, but that didn’t mean their fundamental form disappeared.

That’s why she disliked this form.

She wanted to be a taller, slimmer woman.

Because that was said to be the ideal woman among humans.

‘No one would like a woman with huge breasts like this.’

However, Max asked in response to Monica’s words:

“Is it because I’m not Brave?”

“…That doesn’t matter right now. I want to focus on Max who’s in front of me now, rather than Brave. And the one teaching me about sex right now isn’t Brave, it’s you, Max.”

“…”

Hearing those words, Max made a gesture.

The illusion disappeared, revealing a somewhat familiar ceiling.

It was Monica’s lair.

“You asked me to teach you real sex, right?”

“Yes…”

“Once we start, I won’t stop until it’s properly finished. Are you okay with that?”

Monica nodded.

From his previous teachings, she knew how seriously Max would go once he got started.

She also knew there would be no turning back once those words were said.

She said it knowing all that.

That she wanted to know real sex.

Her body was telling her that this man’s cock was needed to fully release this tingling, tight feeling in her chest.

“It’s okay.”

She nodded and pleaded to Max.

“So…”

Monica’s eyes sparkled.

“Please teach me. Real sex…”

“The air around us is changing.”

Aurora, the magician, was the first to notice the changes in the surroundings.

The flow of mana began to shift.

Something was happening in this mountain range, though she wasn’t sure what.

“It seems like Max is doing something.”

At Aurora’s words, the eyes of the Hero’s party lit up.

They had searched places suspected to be dragon lairs for two days and nights to find Max, but they still couldn’t find the entrance.

Just as they were building up worry for the vanished Max and anger towards the dragon, the atmosphere around them changed.

“It really is changing.”

“It feels like the mana pressing down on this mountain range is thinning.”

“I didn’t even know there was mana enveloping the entire mountain range.”

Eileen looked around in surprise.

It felt like the chill that had thickly blanketed the mountain range was slowly dissipating.

“Could it be that Brother Max is resisting?”

“He still seems to be perfectly alive.”

“As expected… of the inferior species I acknowledged.”

They said this was only possible because Max was still alive.

The faces of those searching brightened.

Everyone who had worried that something might have happened to Max seemed relieved.

“Let’s keep up our efforts too. We need to hurry and find him. Then we can catch that kidnapping dragon hiding away in its lair with Max.”

Nikki said to everyone.

Her eyes burned with the will for revenge.

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