Chapter 112: In The Showers [II]

Josinia was on all fours on the floor in changing room, still wet from the shower.

Water dripped from her purple skin onto the floor. Her small breasts hung down, pulled by gravity.

Kalon knelt behind her. One hand rested on the bottom of her back. The other reached forward and cupped her left breast from underneath.

"Nn...nng ――"

The moment his hand groped, a sweet numbness spread through the soft flesh. Her nipple, always more sensitive than the rest of her body, sent a pulse straight into her chest.

She bit her lip to keep the sound from growing too loud.

His hand was warm. It massaged the hanging breast slowly, squeezing from the base as if to draw the feeling out of her.

Wet sounds were made between his palm and her damp skin.

It feels so good when he holds them like this... she thought to herself.

Then she let out a high pitched cry.

"Hii..."

The sensation was not pain. The numb area had become hypersensitive after her orgasm. Every slow circle of his fingers across her skin, and every light pinch of the nipple, forced an immense pleasure through her nerves.

She pushed her chest slightly forward into his hand, offering more.

Kalon’s other hand joined the first. Both of her hanging breasts were now being groped and massaged at the same time.

He rolled the nipples between thumbs and fingers, tugging them gently downward so the soft flesh stretched and bounced back.

"Haa... nn..."

Lewd sounds left her mouth without shame.

The wet noise of his hands working her chest filled the empty room.

Her long white hair stuck to her purple cheeks.

Her ears had turned a darker purple from the pleasure.

No one else has ever touched me like this. Only Kalon... only he knows how sensitive they are.

The thought of that always put butterflies in her stomach.

She stayed on all fours, elbows steady for now, and let him continue.

His grip on her breasts was firm and strong.

The sudden pressure when he squeezed made her arms tremble with pleasure.

The sweet numbness intensified.

When a part of the body was treated this way, it became more sensitive than normal, especially after orgasm.

Even the slightest movement of his fingers felt magnified, and she welcomed every second of it.

"So... good..."

Her voice was soft. He answered by tightening his hold and rolling both nipples at once.

Her breasts were compressed, lifted, and released again and again. Each time the nipples were caught and tugged, a fresh moan slipped out.

Just using her nipples alone, she was being defeated by the human.

Her elbows finally gave way and she fell forwards.

SLAP!

Her cheek pressed against the cool stone. The new position pushed her chest flatter to the floor.

Both breasts spread and compressed under her own weight while his hands still worked them from the sides. It looked as if her body itself was offering them up, and the thought only made her wetter.

It’s like I’m a toy that’s being used... A toy that belongs to Kalon.

This did not shame her.

She was an awakened mage, yes, but right now she was simply Kalon’s woman, face down, ass raised, letting him toy with the most sensitive parts of her body in a room anyone could walk into.

Kalon shifted behind her. The thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance. She was already wet and ready.

He pushed in slowly, filling her in one long stroke until his hips met her ass.

"Fu... aah――"

The dual sensation was perfect. His cock stretched her from inside while both hands continued their attention on her nipples.

So full... and my nipples... he’s still playing with them... I can’t think properly...

Wet sounds now came from two places.

The soft, lewd noise of his hands on her breasts, and the deeper, heavier sound of his cock moving in and out of her.

She did not try to push herself up. She stayed exactly where he had put her, cheek to the stone, and rocked her hips back to meet each thrust.

When he pinched both nipples at the same moment he drove deep, a cry of pure enjoyment left her.

Her arms remained collapsed.

Cheek flat to the stone, breasts crushed and massaged, cock buried into her, Josinia no longer tried to form proper words. Only breaths and soft, continuous moans left her mouth.

The more he focused on her nipples, the more sensitive they became. Every movement of his fingers or hips sent another wave of that weakness through her, and she loved it.

I want him to keep going. I want him to use my body until I can’t move. Why do I feel so feral?

Kalon kept the pace steady. His hands never left her chest for long. When one breast was released, it was only so he could focus on the other, squeezing, lifting, and rolling the nipple until her whole body trembled with open pleasure.

Kalon leaned over her back, still thrusting, and spoke against her ear while his fingers tugged both nipples outward.

"Are you going to orgasm again?"

She couldn’t respond with words, so she replied with an orgasm.

Her entire body locked. A long cry echoed off the stone walls as the second orgasm tore through her.

Her walls clamped hard around his cock in repeated pulses. Love juices spilled down her thighs and mixed with the water still dripping from her skin. Her breasts remained trapped in his hands, nipples still being pinched rolled even as she shook from the force of it.

When the last shiver faded, her arms and legs had no strength left. She stayed exactly as she was, face down, ass raised, chest in his hands, and smiling.

...

Kalon removed his hands from her breasts and rose to his feet, looking down at the woman.

She looked like she was barely conscious.

Meanwhile, his erection was still strong. It seemed Formidable Body had increased his sexual stamina.

Still, he had to agree that this experience with Josinia was the best he had ever had.

She continued to prove to him why he respected her as his first woman.

And most importantly, she had reached Seduction Stage 8.