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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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The feel of her full breasts in my hands was undeniably pleasant.
D or E cup, I estimated, clinically assessing Camilla’s bust size before releasing my grip.
Camilla took a step back, a confident expression on her face.
“So, what do you think? Of my breasts?”
“They’re… impressive.”
The resilience, springing back into shape even after being pressed, was unlike anything I had experienced with human women.
As expected of a succubus.
The embodiment of lewdness.
As I wiggled my fingers, still wanting more, Camilla took the initiative.
“You can touch them as much as you like, if you wish. That was the agreement, after all.”
However, I regained my composure and firmly declined her offer.
“No, it’s alright. Since it’s our first lesson, let’s start with terminology instead of direct physical contact.”
I sat up in bed.
Camilla, as always, stood stiffly before me.
Finding her posture unsettling, I patted the space beside me.
Hesitantly, she said, “Excuse me,” and sat down.
I looked at her and said,
“First, let’s assess your current level of knowledge. Answer my questions honestly.”
Camilla nodded seriously.
“Alright.”
“So… first of all, you know how babies are made, right?”
Camilla frowned, as if offended.
“Do you think I’m an idiot? I’ve known for a long time that babies are made when a man and a woman copulate.”
“Really? Then let me rephrase. Do you know how to copulate?”
Camilla was momentarily speechless, then, recalling the passionate scene she had witnessed between Violet and me a few days prior, she blushed and replied,
“…Isn’t it just inserting the man’s genitals into the woman’s genitals?”
I chuckled involuntarily.
“You’re close, but not quite.”
“What?”
“Just putting it in doesn’t make a baby.”
I brought my fist and palm together.
Clap!
“You have to fuck.”
“Fuck…!”
A look of realization dawned on Camilla’s face.
Honestly, I was feeling a bit dizzy.
I hadn’t expected to have to start with such basic knowledge.
I decided to correct her overly formal vocabulary first.
“From now on, we’ll call the man’s genitals a ‘cock’ and the woman’s genitals a ‘pussy.’”
“Cock and pussy?”
“Sex is an act that requires cooperation between a man and a woman. Using vulgar terms is one way to arouse each other.”
“Vulgar terms… I understand.”
Despite her innocence, she was a quick learner, absorbing my explanations like a sponge.
While her eagerness was admirable, it didn’t exactly inspire my passion as a teacher.
If anything, I felt a sense of self-deprecation.
But I couldn’t back out now, so I continued with the next chapter.
“Usually, when the cock and pussy rub against each other, and both parties are aroused, a white liquid called semen comes out of the man’s cock. When this enters the woman’s womb during ovulation and meets the egg in the fallopian tube, a baby is conceived. Do you understand so far?”
“Yes, I think so. But this is all new information to me. Do mages normally learn about this?”
“No, this is personal knowledge.”
This was basic sex education, something you wouldn’t learn in this world.
While the existence of magic had advanced fields like mathematics and natural sciences, they hadn’t reached the level of cell biology yet.
They were still grappling with concepts like dominant and recessive genes and the dangers of inbreeding. I was probably one of the few people in this world who could explain sex from a biological perspective.
I ignored Camilla’s look of newfound respect and cleared my throat.
“Anyway, that’s basic sex education. The original purpose of copulation, or sex, is procreation. That’s why I started with that. Understood?”
“Yes!”
“Now, for the main topic. In nature, not many creatures engage in sex purely for pleasure, rather than procreation. Humans, dolphins, and monkeys are some examples. And, honestly, aside from the horns and animal ears, demons, who live much like humans, also enjoy sex.”
As a result, sexual mores in this world were… lax.
Prostitution was one of the oldest professions, and except for the smallest of villages, you could find prostitutes willing to sell their bodies for a few coins.
I always frequented establishments with strict hygiene standards, but those without such awareness would go to any brothel.
And that’s how you got infected without even realizing it.
I wagged my finger at Camilla, who was now in student mode, and warned her sternly,
“So, don’t fuck just anyone. Unless you want to get an STD.”
While it might seem strange to warn a succubus, who supposedly thrived on sexual activity, about STDs, I felt it was important to impart this basic knowledge.
Camilla, however, tilted her head in confusion, as if hearing this for the first time.
“STD?”
“Syphilis is a common one. And there’s a rarer, but much more dangerous one called AIDS, which completely destroys the body’s immune system. There’s no cure, and you die quickly from complications.”
I gave her a few examples to scare her, and Camilla gulped nervously.
“Is there any way to prevent getting infected?”
I nodded, pleased with her question.
“Yes. Use protection.”
Animal intestines, like those of sheep, cows, or pigs, had been used as condoms since ancient times due to their thinness and durability.
There were also cloth or leather condoms, but their effectiveness was questionable.
“Sex is about your pleasure, but you shouldn’t forget about your partner’s pleasure as well. Maintaining good hygiene is the key to a healthy sex life.”
“…I see.”
Camilla looked like she would believe anything I said now. I took a deep breath and asked bluntly,
“So, Camilla, why don’t you masturbate?”
Camilla, who had been listening attentively, suddenly froze.
Well, she had probably never been asked such a question by a man before.
But this was crucial information for our lessons, and Camilla, seemingly understanding that she needed to be open about her vulnerabilities, replied in a small voice,
“…Because I’m scared.”
“Scared?”
That was a new one.
I wondered if she was actually a different kind of demon disguised as a succubus, but her bat wings and heart-shaped tail were unmistakable signs of her succubus heritage.
I sighed softly.
“Masturbation isn’t scary. In fact, it can be quite healthy in moderation.”
Camilla slowly shook her head.
“I know the definition of masturbation, but it’s not that easy. Whenever I try, my hand freezes up out of fear.”
I realized something was wrong.
“What are you afraid of?”
I wondered if she had some kind of trauma.
But it turned out her fear was a vague anxiety about losing control of herself to pleasure.
If her ultimate goal was to lose her virginity, she couldn’t move on to the next step if she couldn’t even masturbate.
I thought for a moment and came up with an idea.
“You said your hand freezes up when you try to masturbate alone, right?”
“Y-Yes…”
“Then let’s do this.”
“What do you suggest?”
“Masturbate in front of me. And if you can’t, I’ll help you.”
“…”
Her face hardened.
Even though it was my suggestion, I understood her reaction.
Asking a woman who was neither a friend nor a lover to masturbate in front of you…
I deserved to be slapped.
But her hesitation didn’t last long.
“I’ll do it.”
“…That’s the spirit.”
I nodded encouragingly.
Camilla stood before me, took a deep breath, and then began to caress her ample breasts over her maid uniform.
She wasn’t wearing a bra, as the nipples quickly became prominent through the fabric. Finding even that too restrictive, she boldly pulled down the front of her dress.
Her full, white breasts spilled out.
Rubbing her erect nipples with her fingers, her other hand disappearing beneath her skirt, she looked every bit the aroused succubus.
As if her pent-up desires had finally exploded, she began to masturbate without hesitation.
I watched her, feeling myself becoming aroused.
Only a eunuch could remain unmoved by such a sight.
A pure, virgin succubus masturbating for the first time. It was a rare and precious sight.
As I watched a translucent liquid trickle down her thighs, I decided it was time to move on to the next step.
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