Enchanted by the Power of the Evil Eye ~The Harem School Life Crafted by a Girl Falling Under My Hypnosis~ - Chapter 39: Inside Natsumi
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Chapter 39: Inside Natsumi
“Then that guy put his thing inside you, right?”
“Before that… he said to make him feel good… he took out his… thing and put it in front of my face…”
(He made her suck it…)
The anger won’t stop… It’s infuriating…
Natsumi knelt in front of me and unzipped my pants.
She’s starting to act on her own…
Natsumi pulled down my pants and reached for my underwear.
My thing came out, already hard.
“Huh… ah… It’s big…”
Looks like I’m bigger than that guy. Natsumi seemed startled by the size she’d never seen before. In that case…
“Natsumi, look into my eyes…”
“Ah… n…”
Natsumi, crouching and looking up at me, her eyes went vacant, and she went limp…
“Natsumi, you love my scent, you absolutely love the smell of my thing. Just smelling it makes you happy and increasingly aroused. You can’t help but want to suck it, can’t control yourself… And my thing and semen taste so delicious, so irresistible… Got it?”
“Ah, i, ah, ah… haa, ahn, ah…”
Natsumi, with vacant eyes, stared at my thing again.
Her breathing grew rougher as she gazed at it… She leaned closer…
“It smells… but… I love it… I love this smell, Mamoru’s… smell…”
Natsumi opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue to take my thing…
“Natsumi! Stop!”
“Huh? Why… why? My body won’t move…?”
The moment she was about to take it, I stopped her.
Natsumi froze completely, vacant eyes confused, not understanding what happened…
Natsumi… I’m still angry, you know… I haven’t forgiven you…
“Natsumi, what’s wrong? Can’t you take my thing? Do you hate it? …Do you hate me?”
“No, it’s not that… My body won’t move, it won’t move… I want it, I want Mamoru’s, I want it so bad, why…?”
Natsumi’s breathing grew frantic. The scent was reaching her, making her more aroused, but she couldn’t move.
She was going crazy…
Drool dripped from her open mouth, her tongue out, breathing heavily like a dog.
“Natsumi, you can move now.”
“Amu, nn! …Phaa… amu, nn, nn, n…”
Natsumi took my thing in her mouth, pulled back briefly, then started again…
Juppo, juppo, gupo, gupo, guppo, guppo, juru, juru, juppo,
Natsumi sucked on my thing eagerly…
“Haa, Mamoru’s is delicious, so delicious… aha, aha, haha… It’s so good…”
Natsumi smiled happily, and seeing the vacant-eyed beautiful girl, I was consumed with desire.
“Natsumi, you did this for that guy too, didn’t you?”
Natsumi nodded, tears streaming down…
“Yeah, I did it for him… Then, he grabbed my tied hair… with both hands… and moved my head roughly… I said it hurt, but… he didn’t stop at all…”
(What’s with that guy? Read too many doujinshi?)
Treating Natsumi’s beautiful hair like that is unforgivable… What if it got damaged…
I reached out to Natsumi’s head. She flinched, probably thinking I’d do the same… Poor thing.
I gently stroked her head.
“I’d never do something that cruel. I love your beautiful hair, Natsumi.”
“Nn, n, n~n, n, Natsumi… loves being petted… I always wanted Mamoru to do it… Hehe, I’m happy…”
Natsumi fidgeted happily as I petted her, her dreamy eyes adorable…
“Now, Natsumi, I’ll give you something to make you even happier, so keep going… You want it, right?”
“Yeah… Natsumi wants Mamoru’s… lero, lero, amuu…”
Natsumi took my thing in her mouth, entwining her tongue.
Gupo, guppo, jubojubo, guppo, guppo, juru,
Natsumi’s movements grew more intense… It feels good…
“N…”
Natsumi grabbed my hand, guiding it to her head.
“…Is it okay?”
Natsumi smiled seductively…
I grabbed her head and moved it back and forth.
“Nn! N, n, n, nn! N~n… nn!”
Natsumi made happy sounds in rhythm with the movement.
The memory of pain seems to be overwritten…
“Uh, ah, good, Natsumi, so good!”
I felt it building. Natsumi’s mouth was so comfortable, I was about to come. I moved her head even faster.
Juppo, juppo, gupo, gupo, gupo, guppo…
Byu, byurururururu!
“Ga, bo, gu, n, n, nn!”
I came in Natsumi’s mouth.
“N, n, n, n… n-gu! …Haa… lero, lero,*
Natsumi swallowed the large amount of semen I released, not spilling a drop.
When I let go of her head, she pulled her mouth away.
“Haaa, delicious, Mamoru’s so delicious, amazing… so thick… so good…”
“Better than that guy’s?”
“Senpai… made me stop before he came…”
What a selfish jerk. But I overwrote another part of Natsumi’s memory.
Bit by bit, that guy’s memories in Natsumi are being replaced by me… It’s an odd exhilaration.
“Natsumi… still wants more… wants Mamoru’s thick stuff…”
Natsumi latched onto my thing again.
Zuzo, zuzozo, suzu, zuzozo…
She sucked rapidly, not missing a drop of semen, her suction strong, different from Yuna’s lung capacity.
“O, o, o, oo, oh!”
Natsumi’s stretched mouth, sucking so hard, looked a bit vulgar… Incredibly thrilling…
She looked up at me, almost pleadingly…
The Natsumi I’ve known since we were kids, full of energy, playing with the boys… That Natsumi is now sucking my thing with a vulgar face, completely focused…
While savoring the sensation of being sucked, I recalled the old Natsumi, tears running down my cheeks… That Natsumi is finally becoming mine…
“Pufaa, haa haa, aha aha, delicious, Mamoru, I love you…”
As I gazed at Natsumi, lost in thought, she fidgeted and begged.
“Mamoru, pet Natsumi’s head… please…”
When I petted her head, she smiled happily.
“Next… that guy… put his thing inside Natsumi… I was scared… Natsumi was so scared…”
“…Look into my eyes…”
“Natsumi, sex isn’t scary. It’s a really, really fun thing to do with someone you love.”
“Not scary… really… fun… with someone I love… hehe…”
“Natsumi, do you love me? I love you, Natsumi.”
“Yeah, I love you… Natsumi loves Mamoru…”
Natsumi, who’d been afraid, smiled happily, shyly wiggling her body.
I barely suppressed the urge to hug her tightly…
“And… Natsumi… your hymen hasn’t been broken yet. It’ll break the moment I put my thing inside you… Got it?”
“Yeah… Natsumi’s hymen… hasn’t been broken…”
Good, good. It won’t actually regenerate, but like with Asuka-chan, I should be able to make her believe it has. Especially since she’s experienced it before.
I brought Natsumi back to her senses. Now for the final touch…
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“Natsumi… I’m going to do it…”
Natsumi nodded slightly in my arms… Her body feels so fragile, like it might break if I hold her too tightly…
I removed the hair tie from her tied-up hair. The tie slipped off smoothly.
Natsumi’s twintails came undone, and I gently loosened her hair as carefully as I could.
Natsumi, eyes squeezed shut, letting me do as I pleased, felt so precious.
Her silky hair unraveled easily, flowing beautifully.
Her hair slipped through my fingers, soft to the touch, with a wonderful scent…
“Natsumi, your hair is beautiful…”
I whispered in her ear, and she nodded slightly.
“I thought you liked beautiful hair, Mamoru… so I took good care of it… Do you like it?”
“I love it… Thank you for doing it for me…”
“Ah… yeah… n.”
Natsumi trembled slightly, as if my words stirred something in her…
That guy apparently didn’t appreciate her hair and just pushed her down right away… What an idiot… Not noticing how amazing this hair is. Well, it worked out better for me…
This hair is something Natsumi prepared for me over years, just for me.
“Ah…”
I supported the back of her head and slowly laid her down.
Natsumi’s body rested on her beautiful hair…
Seeing her naked beneath me, I realized how delicate her frame was… She really is a girl…
“Don’t stare so much… It’s embarrassing…”
Natsumi bit her right index finger lightly, her face flushing, looking away, unable to meet my eyes.
No good, everything she does right now is adorable… Precious…
“Sorry, sorry. You’re just… so beautiful… I want to keep looking forever.”
Natsumi’s face grew even redder.
She’s truly beautiful… If I could, I’d keep her in this room as a display to gaze at forever… But there’s something she needs to do, so I can’t.
“What happened next?”
Natsumi’s eyes teared up, and she trembled.
“That guy… put his thing… against my crotch and started pushing in slowly at first… but then, suddenly… he thrust it all in…”
“Did it hurt?”
Natsumi nodded, crying silently, stifling her voice.
Seeing her face, something snapped inside me… I decided I’d never forgive that guy…
Natsumi kept trembling faintly, reliving the memory, terrified.
I’m sorry, but you’ll have to feel that pain again…
This is necessary for you too, Natsumi…





































