Witch Taming System-Chapter 33: Sex Education [5]

Lancel hated witches.

That much had never changed.

But the situation he found himself in now was far from simple.

His life was no longer his alone.

It was tied to the City, bound to its rules and its structure. More than that, his very body had become something intertwined with the concept of witches themselves.

It was not something he could ignore.

No matter how much he despised them, this was an opportunity he could not afford to throw away.

Power was something he needed, not wanted. To face the organization he had barely escaped from, the same one that was likely still hunting him, he needed every advantage he could gather.

And this...

This was one of them.

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[Special Objective]

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[Condition:]

∎ Fill the Contract Capacity 2/3.

[Reward:]

∎ ???

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"W-What are you doing, Assistant—Hngg~!"

The moment his lips finally brushed the sensitive tip of her clit, Mei’s legs still spread wide, slammed down hard across Lancel’s back like twin hammers.

She jerked her hips upward without meaning to, but the flailing motion carried almost no real strength behind it.

He braced easily against the sudden pressure, keeping her thighs pinned open around his shoulders while he held his position between them.

Right beneath his chin, he could feel the intense radiating heat of her pussy and the frantic, rapid pulse throbbing through her swollen folds.

Her clit filled his mouth completely, incredibly sensitive and alive, and pulsing harder with every light flick of his tongue.

It tasted salty and sweet at once. The natural flavor of her arousal coated his lips and tongue in thick, warm waves. Just that single gentle kiss was enough to shove Mei straight to the edge of orgasm.

Her entire body locked tight, thighs quivering, muscles clenching in involuntary spasms as the pleasure built unbearably fast. The instant Lancel sensed the telltale signs, he rubbed the flat of his tongue over her bud, then flicked the very tip against it.

Perhaps it had to be said, this was not Lancel’s first time.

"Ah...! Ahhh...! Hiii...! Hiiik...! Assistant...! Lancel...!"

Her cries turned urgent and broken, while her breathing came in ragged and desperate gasps as though something wild chased right behind her.

She sounded completely undone.

"Hnghh...! Nnghh...!"

Mei’s hips lifted sharply off the bed. With her legs braced hard against his shoulders and back, the upward arch forced her pussy right against his mouth, grinding her soaked clit deeper onto his tongue.

Her whole body tensed. It was the first orgasm she had ever felt in her life.

Compared to what full unrelenting pleasure could eventually become, it wasn’t anything much.

But for Mei, who had never masturbated, who had never touched herself, never even chased the smallest spark of sexual pleasure before, this was like a sudden jolt of bliss.

"Hnngh... Mm...! Mmhh...!"

Under different circumstances, Lancel might have kept going. He might have sucked her clit harder, licked faster, pushed her straight into a second climax, then a third until she sobbed from overstimulation.

But this was her first time. He didn’t want to overwhelm her before she even understood what was happening.

For that reason, Lancel eased back slowly and released the trembling grip of her legs.

He lifted his head just enough to watch her face while the aftershocks still rolled through her body.

"A-Ah... W-What was that...?"

Mei gasped the words out between shaky breaths, still trying to piece together what had just torn through her.

The instant his lips sealed over her clit and his tongue flicked against it, pleasure had erupted inside her skull like fireworks.

She remembered the strange, desperate noises that spilled from her own throat, and the way her body had thrashed and bucked completely beyond her control.

Now that the peak had passed, goosebumps prickled across every inch of her skin as her senses returned.

"We’re just starting, Miss Mei."

If Mei had known something this pleasurable could come from nothing more than stimulating her clit, she would have started masturbating long ago.

Truthfully, she had known on some intellectual level that such sensations existed. She simply had no idea how to produce them herself.

The mechanics had always stayed abstract and never something she bothered to experiment with.

But now that she had felt it, her entire body still craved that sudden bliss. She felt like she could get addicted to this very easily.

Right now, she seemed to already be forgetting the original purpose of this entire encounter.

All she could focus on was the swollen, throbbing ache between her legs. She wanted to chase that high once more.

It was no wonder witches set up brothels and drowned themselves in debauchery. Mei used to look down on those shameless ones, calling them indecent.

But now she felt she had no right to judge anymore.

The pleasure had cracked something open inside her, and the craving felt too real to pretend she was above it.

Before she fully registered what was happening, Lancel had shifted forward and placed his cock along her slick folds from clit to entrance.

When she had undressed him earlier and chained him to the bed, the sight of it meant nothing. Just the male genitalia.

But now, seeing it up close, feeling its weight pressing down on her most sensitive parts sent fresh arousal flooding through her.

It was thick, with prominent veins standing out along the shaft head. She had no idea what the average size even was, but her body knew.

"I’m going in, Miss Mei."

"...Yes."

Gone was her aloofness. Her feminine instincts screamed that she wanted it inside her right now. Her body practically ached for something to fill her insides.

After resolving himself, Lancel thrust his hips forward.

"Ah~!"

Mei let out a soft moan the moment his glans pressed against her labia and parted them just enough to nudge inside.

The sound was breathy, and her body reacted before her mind could catch up.

Her previously relaxed frame tensed immediately. Tremors ran through her thighs and belly as she adjusted to the blunt pressure stretching her open.

She wasn’t ready for how wide he felt, even with only the head pushing in.

Plop——

Her entrance was tight. Too tight. Despite how soaked she was and how much he had already worked her open with his tongue and fingers, his cock still slipped and slid against her slick folds instead of sinking straight in.

It wasn’t that she lacked wetness. She was drenched to the point that her entire juice could probably fill a cup.

For a second, he almost wondered if he had aimed wrong and pushed against her ass instead.

"Ah!"

Mei’s eyes, which had been calm and hazy watching him, suddenly flew wide. The faint relaxation she had started to feel vanished.

"I-It hurts... Assistant."

Lancel paused his hips. This was normal. Every woman’s hymen was different.

Wetness didn’t always mean easy entry, and not every first time bled as stories said.

Hers was just stubborn, tight enough that even with preparation, the stretch burned sharply.

Still he had done it.

He had taken Mei’s virginity.