Chapter 55: This Man Doesn’t Seem Particularly Impressive Either…

Chapter 55: 55: This Man Doesn’t Seem Particularly Impressive Either...

"Roleplay? I’ve never heard of that."

Did she really not know?

Celeste studied me with interest.

I hurried to explain, almost defensively.

"You choose a specific situation and act it out as though you were performing."

"Acting. I see. I’m not very good at acting."

"That’s fine. I’ll adapt so you can immerse yourself naturally."

"Hmm..."

Celeste crossed her legs, rested an elbow on her knee, and sank into thought.

She looked almost like Rodin’s The Thinker.

"Any situation you want is fine."

"A situation I want?"

"Yes. Anything. I’ll match your preferences."

"My preferences... Hmm."

She considered the question with surprising seriousness.

She looked like a CEO weighing a major corporate decision. Which, admittedly, she was.

I thought about it too.

What kind of scenario would suit Celeste?

If I knew her well, I might have had an idea. But today was the first time we had ever spoken, so I knew nothing about her tastes.

If I didn’t know, I could ask directly.

"Anything is acceptable. If there’s a situation or style you’ve always wanted—"

"I’m sorry, but I don’t know much about that."

"...What?"

What was that supposed to mean?

I stared at her blankly. Celeste brushed back her hair as though it were nothing unusual.

"If you’re asking about sexual preferences, I don’t know."

"Why... not?"

Didn’t everyone have preferences?

I genuinely couldn’t understand.

Every woman I had met so far possessed a clear, individual taste.

"Then is there nothing you’ve imagined? A situation you always wanted but never managed to experience?"

"Something I never achieved..."

Unfulfilled fantasies often became fetishes.

Celeste thought carefully, then clicked her tongue.

"No. Nothing."

"...Nothing at all?"

"No."

"Not even something you’ve only imagined?"

"I’m not sure. I’ve always turned my imagination into reality, so I don’t have anything I merely imagined."

"..."

"And no matter how much I think, I can’t recall anything I wanted but failed to obtain."

That was unexpected.

But once I considered it, it made sense.

Celeste Sterling. CEO of Novel Corporation.

A self-made businesswoman successful enough to be named one of Asia’s hundred most notable young entrepreneurs.

I’d heard she had never failed in any business venture. That was how she had reached this level of success in her mid-thirties.

Could someone like that possess a desire she only imagined but never realized?

Of course not. If she wanted something, she simply made it real.

Human preferences, sexual desires, and fetishes were all built on imagination.

But this woman had no unrealized imagination.

If she wanted something, she could use her enormous wealth to obtain it. There was no room for an unfulfilled taste to form.

Celeste continued rubbing her chin in serious thought.

"The closest thing was wanting to meet a man with something exceptionally large. But I’ll achieve that tonight, so it has little to do with roleplay, doesn’t it?"

"Th-that’s true."

Hmm. What now?

Were we really going to have plain, straightforward sex with nothing else?

"In that case, I suppose roleplay would be difficult."

"..."

"You look quite disappointed, MonsterCam Guy."

"Ah... Mm. Yes."

"Unfortunately, it can’t be helped. I can’t invent a preference that doesn’t exist."

"That’s... true."

"Let’s forget the roleplay. Wouldn’t it be better to enjoy this cock instead? That’s the only thing I expected from you."

"...Understood."

Damn it. There was nothing I could do.

Would I have to win with nothing but size and physical performance?

"Then let’s begin immediately. I don’t have much time."

Celeste rose from the sofa.

Maybe I could take her to the bedroom, have sex for a while, and look for an opening. Or perhaps her preferences would emerge during the act—

"Lick me."

"...Excuse me?"

I looked up at the sudden order.

"Lick me, MonsterCam Guy."

"Lick... what?"

"What else?"

Celeste lifted one leg and placed her foot on the table.

The robe rode upward, clearly exposing the black panties between her thighs.

She touched them and looked down at me.

"Here. My pussy. I’m telling you to lick it."

"..."

***

"Hurry."

Celeste urged the man sitting stupidly on her sofa.

When a woman spread her legs and told a man to lick, where else could she possibly mean?

Yet the man before her—MonsterCam Guy—hesitated.

Hmm.

What was wrong with him?

She had expected something like a master of sex. So far, he was disappointing.

Was he merely another unimpressive man who happened to possess a large cock?

"...Understood."

The man nodded and cautiously leaned between her legs.

She felt his breath through her panties.

"Slurp."

"Mm..."

MonsterCam Guy dragged his tongue over the fabric. A faint electric sensation ran through her.

It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t overwhelmingly arousing either.

"Surely that isn’t all."

"...I’ll continue."

Her slight provocation made him bury his face more deeply.

Slurp. Lick. Slurp.

The wet sounds of a man licking her pussy continued through the quiet living room.

Celeste looked down at him.

He was an ordinary man in his twenties, the sort one could see anywhere.

She had little interest in who he was or what he did.

The only important question was whether he could satisfy her.

During her relentless climb toward success, she had met several men.

Not one of them had satisfied her.

Most either coveted her position as CEO or became so intimidated by it that they could do nothing.

She saw through the first group immediately. The second were beneath consideration.

Perhaps because of that, she had little meaningful sexual experience.

There had been occasions when sex nearly happened, but they had ended there.

She never felt inclined to spread her legs for a pathetic man.

Slurp. Lick. Slurp.

The man now diligently licking her pussy...

Didn’t seem particularly impressive either.

"Haa..."

She sighed.

She had contacted a man famous on social media in the hope that he might at least be talented at sex.

Was he ultimately no different from the rest, aside from the size of his cock?

Slurp. Lick.

His suggestion of roleplay had briefly intrigued her.

No one had ever asked what she preferred before.

But even after considering it again, she truly had no preference to name.

Wasn’t a man’s only purpose to keep a large cock hard?

So many men failed at even that basic requirement that she had never developed the luxury of a sexual fantasy or fetish.

Slurp. Lick. Slurp.

MonsterCam Guy continued because she had ordered him to.

She felt only a faint stimulation.

In the end, he was no different from all the other pathetic men.

Celeste reached her conclusion.

Should she stop him and send him away?

Or should she at least experience that large cock before dismissing him?

Normally, she would already have rejected and expelled him. The cock was the only reason she was tolerating him at all.

"If you’ve licked enough, shall we move on?"

"What? Already?"

MonsterCam Guy lifted his head from between her thighs.

"I’m sorry, but my time is money. I’d like to proceed to the next stage quickly."

"Hmm..."

She had told him to move on, yet he looked displeased and continued thinking.

He was hesitating.

Why?

Every other man she had met would have pounced like an animal the instant she offered sex.

Of course, that reaction disgusted her, and she had usually thrown them out.

"No. I’ll keep licking."

"...Excuse me?"

The man buried his face between her thighs again and resumed.

"Ngh...!"

A small electric sensation passed through her.

But it still felt much like before. She could endure it.

Slurp, slurp. Lick, lick.

It seemed... a little faster than before.

Hmm...

Perhaps she would let him continue a little longer before throwing him out.

Without speaking, Celeste spread her legs farther.

The man understood and began licking with much greater care.

His tongue moved over the panties.

Slurp. Mmph...

"Mmm... Ngh..."

Her body trembled slightly. Still manageable.

Then he pulled her panties aside.

"Ngh...!?"

"I’ll lick you directly, CEO Celeste."

"Ah... Mm. Yes."

Slurp.

"Mmph...!"

He removed the barrier and pressed his mouth directly to her pussy.

It was fine. She could endure this too.

It wasn’t her first time. This much was nothing—

"Haa...!?"

Ah!

She clapped a hand over her mouth after the unexpectedly loud sound escaped.

"CEO Celeste?"

"It’s... nothing. Continue."

She cleared her throat and pretended to remain composed.

What was this man doing?

His tongue didn’t seem dramatically different from anyone else’s.

Yet a strange pleasure was gradually building inside her.

For no particular reason, Celeste gripped his hair.

He was only a man beneath her, his face buried between her legs as he licked her on command.

An unimpressive, pathetic man.

Whether he continued or stopped was irrelevant.

"Mm... Ah... Ngh...oh"

She silently accepted his tongue.

Slurp, slurp. Lick, lick.

The licking continued.

How long was he going to keep doing only this, MonsterCam Guy...?

She no longer knew how much time had passed.

Ten minutes? Twenty?

She couldn’t tell.

"Your legs are shaking badly."

"uhm...What?"

MonsterCam Guy’s voice startled her.

She looked down.

Her legs were trembling so badly she could barely remain standing.

"You’re too tense to feel it properly in this position. Lie on the sofa. I’ll make you comfortable while I lick you."

"...You intend to decide my position?"

"I’m suggesting it so you can enjoy yourself comfortably."

"..."

He was insolent.

He should have remained under her legs and licked as ordered.

Instead, he told her to lie down and tried to arrange her however he pleased.

And yet—

Rustle. Thump.

For some reason, she lay on the sofa exactly as he had instructed.

"Will... this do?"

"Spread your legs."

"...What?"

"I can’t lick you properly unless you open them."

"..."

The reasoning was sound.

It was sound, but...

Why had his words sounded like an order?

It was offensive. Arrogant.

How dare a man speak to her so casually?

She should have thrown such an insolent man out immediately.

Slowly, her knees moved apart.

"Like... this?"

"More."

"L-like this?"

"Wider. Open completely."

"..."

Why?

Why was she spreading her legs exactly as he told her?

Before she realized it, she was lying exposed in front of him, her thighs opened shamefully wide.

"Stay exactly like that."

"...Haa!?"

Slurp.

He took her pussy into his mouth again.

The sensation struck immediately.

What...?

Why did it feel stronger than before?

Slurp, lick, suck...

"Ngh... Mm... Haa...!"

Endure it.

She had to endure it.

Taking pleasure from a man like this would be an unforgivable wound to her pride—

"H-hahaaah...!?"

....

A|N: I have added illustration of Celeste spreading her legs in comment section.