Try Begging Novel - Chapter 77

Soft, moist flesh clung to his fingers. It felt like touching a dew-kissed flower petal. Or perhaps, a petal drenched in her own honey? The folds of flesh still gaped, releasing fluid.

Comparing a woman’s vulva to a flower was often described as poetic, but he suddenly realized it was also profoundly scientific. He delved his fingers deep, parting the layered petals of blood and flesh. Within lay a chamber, like that of a flower, hidden for receiving seeds and conceiving new life. A flower’s purpose in blooming beautiful petals and exuding sweet nectar to tempt was singular: reproduction.

Leon wondered. Did all men feel this primal urge to procreate in the face of such temptation? If he alone felt this barbaric impulse to plant his seed in this woman and claim ownership, he would be quite annoyed.

Leon folded the pessary he held in his other hand, making it easier to insert. He had ordered such a device precisely because that impulse was growing stronger. A utterly disgusting act. And with a woman who called his seed filthy, who imagined herself a saint.

He inserted another finger. He intended to part the inner walls, but he kept getting distracted. Leon couldn’t remove his hand from the fleshy mass that should have already been sealed by the cap. The small, plum-sized cervix was slick and soft.

“H-huh…”

As if uncomfortable, the woman twisted her body and moaned. Her flesh tightened, gripping the intruder tightly. It felt like a warning: How dare you, you lowly thing, touch this sacred place?

Yes, it might be a sanctuary. For this woman, it would have been a sanctuary where the next heir of the Blanchard ‘dynasty’ would be born. What if the pig of the monarchy defiled it and made her bear another piglet?

He laughed. He had found a way to frighten the woman who was increasingly fearless of him.

“Should I not use it?”

“…”

The quick-witted woman sensed his ominous intention and fell silent.

“Forget contraception.”

He spread two fingers like tongs and gently gripped the soft flesh.

“I’ll cum and cum until this place is so drenched it overflows. Then I’ll plug your hole with the cap. Not a single drop will leak out. It will all flow into your womb. Just a few times like that, and your belly will swell.”

As expected, the woman’s face turned deathly pale.

“Yes, it’s disgusting, isn’t it?”

I’m disgusted too. So I won’t do it.

“So, just obediently spread your legs.”

The woman behaved more obediently than ever. She even raised her knees and spread her legs wider, making it easier for him.

He parted the folds of flesh, which closed despite her will, and deeply inserted the folded pessary. She twitched her hips when the cap expanded at the end of her vagina, but she didn’t complain. Only after pressing the edges to completely cover her cervix did he withdraw his hand. Then, like praising a dog, he lightly kissed her lower belly.

“Well done. Good girl.”

Leon slowly untied his necktie, savoring the naked body before him. It was the moment he most anticipated. A time when only the sound of clothes being shed and increasingly ragged breaths could be heard. It was like standing on a brutal battlefield, facing an enemy with whom cannon fire would soon be exchanged.

Leon deliberately unbuttoned his shirt slowly. The longer she waited for him, the stiffer her body became with tension. His lower body, too, grew increasingly rigid. The two naked bodies would soon collide violently. A taut tension would burst in an instant, igniting a fierce, fiery pleasure, and her cries would echo like cannon fire—a war-like copulation awaited him. It was a moment that would make a soldier’s blood boil.

The woman, despite being on the defensive, had already lost her will to fight. He swiftly covered her defenseless body.

“Ugh…”

As he embraced her, crushing her body with his arms, she let out a faint moan. The moan was sucked back into her mouth as soon as it escaped.

Leon greedily worked his tongue in their perfectly joined mouths, then pressed his lower body against her vulva. Her quivering vaginal opening gripped his glans. It was just soft flesh squirming, yet a sharp thrill, like being bitten by sharp teeth, shot up his spine.

“Haa…”

He pulled away from her mouth, exhaled a ragged breath, then swallowed her saliva-drenched lips again. His hand, which had been wrapped around her back, slid down her sweat-soaked spine. He spread his fingers wide, strongly gripped her plump buttocks, and lifted her. The bronzed column, which had been resting outside her vaginal opening, was instantly sucked into the moist cavity.

“Ah…”

“Ah-h-h…”

Her insides were so short that even a single finger could easily reach her cervix. Yet, the fact that she could swallow his penis, longer than a span, was surprising every time he experienced it. Leon paused only when his lower belly was pressed against her moist mucous membrane, his penis fully buried inside her.

The inner walls, tightly embracing the long, fleshy column, trembled in small spasms. The tremors and residual heat of her countless climaxes were fully transmitted to him. He felt as if he could climax just by staying submerged like this.

Leon showered her lips with kisses and slid his hand, which had been gripping her buttocks, down to her thighs. He wrapped her two legs, which had been sprawled carelessly on the sheets, around his waist.

“I’ll move.”

When he whispered so gently into her ear, like a lover, she always curled up, whimpering like a frightened puppy. For her, this tender word was nothing less than a cruel signal announcing the beginning of her plunder.

Leon tightly embraced the woman, who, as always, provided him with pleasure through her reactions. Their naked skin slapped together, and her plump flesh was crushed against his firm chest. The soft sensation and elasticity made his lower body ache.

“Ah, gently, h-huh…”

He began to thrust his hips, their bodies pressed together. He couldn’t understand her request for gentleness. He was already exercising the utmost self-control, restraining his desire to thrust and withdraw like a wild beast.

“Darling, isn’t this quite gentlemanly?”

Leon whispered into her ear, slowly moving his hips. Yet, she still seemed overwhelmed, twitching the legs wrapped around his waist and already convulsing as if about to climax.

“Ah, m-hmm, ah-h-h…”

After repeated climaxes, he drove his penis deeply into her softened, loosened flesh from head to root and gently thrust. Soon, her inner walls tightened around the column. The pressure was immense. It felt as if it could break his stone-hard penis.

“My darling, you’ve been exercising like a prisoner lately, and your grip has improved.”

“Ah-h-h…”

“Oh, sorry. You are a prisoner, aren’t you?”

Despite his repeated taunts, the woman showed no sign of resentment. Her cheeks were flushed crimson, but it wasn’t from anger. He kissed her cheeks, which were hot enough to burn his lips, and whispered, “Keep exercising hard. It feels good.”

But the sensation of impacting against her soft flesh, rather than something hard like rubber, wasn’t very good. He angled up and thrust, and the tight flesh at the end of her vagina expanded, gripping his swollen penis tightly.

“Haa…”

Leon finally lost control.

“Ah! Please, gently, h-huh!”

“Then you should have gripped gently.”

He thrust his hips like a taut bowstring released, again and again. The loud thudding sound of flesh striking flesh echoed, and fluid splashed from the joined folds. Leon’s lower belly and her thighs instantly became slick and wet.

Leon couldn’t suppress his excitement and quietly muttered a curse. Her damp insides, too, lost control and kneaded him wildly. Her flesh clung to him so much that it seemed to be pulled out with his penis every time he withdrew. As he moved in and out, her plump labia clung to the column, scraping it. Nothing about her didn’t cling to him.

Like a swamp. This woman’s vulva was a swamp. A swamp from which one could never escape once submerged.

Leon occasionally regretted it. He should have fired her the moment she appeared as a woman. No, he should have sent her to the internment camp the moment he arrested her. At the very least, he shouldn’t have succumbed to this vulgar desire. He only realized he had plunged into a swamp after foolishly diving in headfirst.

Leon gazed down at the woman, who was weakly gripping his shoulders and moaning.

“Ah, ah-h-h…”

She twisted the body beneath him, threw back her head, disheveling her softly curving auburn hair, and shamelessly exposed her pale neck, marked here and there with his kiss marks. She lifted her eyelids. Her turquoise eyes, clouded with the pleasure of mingling bodies with him, and none other than him, stared at Leon. In that moment, he forgot all regret.

‘You’re mine.’

He showered her with another greedy kiss. Their naked bodies rubbed roughly against each other, then grew sweaty and slick. But her erect nipples still felt rough as they scraped against his chest.

Leon released the arm that had been tightly embracing the woman and raised his upper body. Her plump flesh rippled with his hip movements. He reached out and grasped one. Her soft breast changed shape with his touch, constantly trying to slip from his hand. It was no different from its owner, who constantly tried to escape his grasp.

“Ah-h-h…”

He gripped her breast until her skin slapped against his palm and lowered his head. Flesh bulged between his curled index finger and thumb, making her pink nipple more prominent. Leon gently bit and sucked the tip of her breast, up to the areola.