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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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Ozma had a slightly guyish charm.
This was likely due to her having acted like a man since childhood in her quest to become the Demon Lord. However, her well-developed hips and large breasts served as a constant reminder that she was, in fact, a female, perfectly suited for childbearing.
“…Don’t stare at me like that.”
Ozma, her arms held by me, forcing her chest to be exposed, averted her gaze shyly.
Ozma had inverted nipples.
She had likely developed them from wearing a chest binder every day during puberty as part of her male disguise.
Where her pink nipples should have been, there were only small indentations.
They were hiding in there.
I swallowed hard and cupped her pale breasts, lifting them.
They were surprisingly heavy.
They were soft yet firm, a delightful texture to the touch.
While Camilla had a well-proportioned body and Dorothea had powerful thighs, Ozma was specialized in the chest department.
Her breasts were so large and beautiful that I was momentarily confused as to whether she was a demon or a dairy cow.
After playing with her breasts for a while, her nipples shyly peeked out from their hiding places.
They weren’t fully erect, but halfway there, which was even more arousing.
I lowered my head and began to suck on them.
Suck
At first, I teased the areola, then I inserted my tongue into the small indentation where the nipple was hiding.
“Hnngh!”
The intense stimulation made Ozma moan, and she bit her fingers.
While I couldn’t go any deeper, I gently caressed the top and sides of the nipple with my tongue, and it hardened even more.
As the nipple finally emerged, I gave it one last strong suck and then pulled away.
“Phew.”
It was a magnificent sight.
One nipple was still inverted, while the other was erect and exposed.
I pushed the erect breast towards Ozma’s mouth.
Ozma hesitated for a moment, then began to suck on her own breast.
“Hnnngh♥”
A truly lewd sight.
Who would have thought that Ozma, with no experience with men, had such a sensual body hidden beneath her chest binder?
I decided to coax out her other nipple as well.
Suck, slurp, suck
Under the continuous stimulation, the other nipple, already partially emerged, eagerly greeted its visitor.
As if returning to infancy, I sucked on her breasts, and soon, a cherry-sized nipple was rolling around in my mouth.
I gently bit it, and Ozma, who had been engrossed in sucking on her own breast, moaned, “Haaah!” her small body trembling.
She had reached a light climax.
But instead of waiting for her to recover, I continued my ministrations.
Having focused on her nipples, it was time to move down.
I pushed aside her plain cotton panties, which were soaked with her arousal fluids and no longer served any purpose.
Her pussy, covered in a small patch of dark purple hair, was glistening with moisture.
I spread her labia with my fingers, and a sticky, silvery thread of her fluids stretched between them.
I pressed my thumb against her clitoris and caressed her abdomen and thighs.
Lacking any tolerance for pleasure, Ozma was on the verge of another orgasm from just that.
She threw her head back, drooling, and shook her head.
“I-I don’t know this feeling! If this continues, I’ll become an idiot!”
I pinched her clitoris hard.
And then—
“HAAAAAAH!!”
Ozma, who had always maintained a stoic expression, let out a feminine cry and came spectacularly.
Squirt! Pfft! Squirt!
A clear fluid gushed from between her parted legs, like a water gun.
I buried my face in her groin and lapped up her fluids as if they were sweet nectar.
Her body, always well-maintained, smelled of fragrant herbs.
After cleaning her up, I looked up, and Ozma, her face flushed crimson, asked,
“…Do you normally drink all of it?”
I shook my head.
“Not always. But since this is your first time, I wanted to help you relax.”
“W-Who said it’s my first time?!”
“You don’t have to pretend. Everyone has a first time.”
Ozma, her bluff called, fell silent.
Then, she noticed my son, still hard and leaking pre-cum beneath my robe, and a determined look appeared on her face. She grabbed it.
“You’ve pleasured me enough. Now it’s my turn.”
I expressed my reluctance.
“You don’t have to force yourself. It’s your first time.”
“Just sit down!”
I relented and sat down on the bed.
She reached under my long robe and boldly stroked my cock.
“They say it feels good to be stroked like this, right?”
“Ugh—”
Her touch was rough and clumsy.
It was as if she was trying to prove her inexperience, but I didn’t mind. Even after a gourmet meal, sometimes you just craved junk food.
Seeing her struggling in her awkward position, I removed my robe.
My naked body was now exposed, and Ozma looked down at my cock with curiosity.
“Is this your first time seeing one?”
Ozma nodded.
“I’ve had lessons from a tutor, but I’ve only ever seen them in books.”
I took her hand and guided it to my cock.
“The swollen, red part at the tip is called the glans. It’s very sensitive, so please be gentle.”
“O-Okay.”
Ozma nodded and, a bit more tentatively this time, began stroking me again.
While it felt good at first, the sensation gradually faded. I gently stroked her hair and asked,
“Could you… suck it?”
“This?”
“Yes. It’s called a blowjob. It’s a common form of foreplay between lovers.”
Ozma stared at the red, swollen tip of my cock with her yellow eyes, then, with a determined expression, she agreed.
“If you say so.”
Kiss
She lightly kissed the tip, as instructed, and then, extending her bright red tongue, she licked my shaft from the base to the tip.
Even though it was just a single lick, the feeling of the Demon Lord’s daughter performing such a lewd act sent a shiver down my spine.
She diligently licked my balls, one by one, then, having marked her territory, she took my cock into her mouth.
Instead of sucking immediately, she extended her long tongue, let my cock rest on it, and then coated it with her saliva. Once it was thoroughly lubricated, she began to give me a blowjob.
Suck, slurp, suck
Like a baby sucking on a pacifier, she focused on the glans, sucking on it strongly.
Her mouth was too small to take my entire length, but it was still an incredibly stimulating blowjob.
She maintained eye contact throughout the process, looking at me like a puppy eagerly awaiting praise.
I stroked her dark purple hair and told her she was doing a great job.
She, who had always craved praise, beamed with happiness.
Her efforts intensified.
As I caressed her soft breasts, I felt myself getting close.
What should I do?
If I let her continue, I would undoubtedly have a pleasurable orgasm.
But I also wanted something more… rough.
The pair of horns on her head were a constant temptation.
They were known by an unofficial nickname: fellatio handles.
They were perfectly positioned for gripping during a deepthroat blowjob.
But I couldn’t force her to endure pain for my own pleasure, so I decided to ask for her permission.
Ozma, hearing my explanation, smiled and tilted her head forward.
“Kaldrash, if it’s what you want, I’m fine with anything.”
Her consideration touched me.
“Then…”
I gently gripped her horns.
They were warm to the touch, a part of her body. The grip was perfect.
One of my long-held bucket list items was finally being fulfilled.
I felt a sense of profound satisfaction as I plunged my cock, on the verge of climaxing, deep into Ozma’s throat.
“Gah!”
The sudden, unexpected pain made Ozma gag, and she looked up at me with a panicked expression.
But I didn’t stop.
If I stopped now, she would never let me do it again.
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