Returnee from Another World - Chapter 65: The Woman Falling into the Trap

Chapter 65: The Woman Falling into the Trap

Mizuki Amasawa’s lower body convulsed violently, her head resting on my lap, twitching with each spasm.

I hadn’t even inserted my fingers into her pussy yet. My hand, slipped under her underwear from her buttocks, had only grazed her pussy and clit. But Mizuki was already ablaze with [Lust]’s pink aura. Her body was fully primed, likely a combination of the Warrabbit Ovaries’ effect and the switch flipped by her first orgasm. Normally, climaxing would release some sexual tension, but while the Warrabbit Ovaries were active, that didn’t happen. Her womb’s relentless craving would torment her. Honestly, I was curious to see how long she could endure.

“You were really pent up, weren’t you? Cumming so easily like that,” I said.

“Haa, haa… T-that’s…” she panted.

“Denying it? Your underwear’s soaked with lewd juices. No excuse can cover that. Cumming from a little touch like this? It’s hard to see it as anything but you wanting it,” I taunted.

“W-wanting it… That’s a misunderstanding, Masuda-san,” she said.

“Misunderstanding or not, your pussy’s clearly desperate. And you came so intensely. Were you secretly enjoying sucking my cock?” I pressed.

“Haa, haa… It’s just a physiological reaction…” she muttered.

“Keep telling yourself that. It doesn’t change what we’re doing. Get back to sucking,” I said.

At my words, Mizuki, her orgasm’s pleasure slightly subsiding, began to move again.

One climax didn’t change much, as expected. The real fun would start when I penetrated her, but I didn’t expect a drastic shift until she fully associated my cock with pleasure. In the worst case, she might resist falling for four or five days. Some women, despite their bodies surrendering, stubbornly refuse to admit it. It varies by person, but given Mizuki’s personality, I figured she’d fall relatively easily. If she didn’t, I’d just devise another plan.

“That’s it. Service me like you’re trying to make me cum with just your mouth,” I said.

“Y-yes…” she replied.

Following my command, Mizuki took my cock deep into her throat, pulling back and sucking hard. Her vigorous, wet slurping, hair tossing with each motion, showed experience far beyond Kyouka’s.

“And I’ll touch your pussy again, but don’t stop this time,” I warned.

“Pwah! W-wait, not there…” she gasped.

“Do you know how much loss I’m taking by delaying your debt even one day? I’m waiving high interest, so you can at least tolerate me enjoying myself,” I said.

“But I just came…” she protested.

“Then cum again. Your body’s still hungry,” I said.

“No… Please, have mercy,” she pleaded.

“But your pussy’s fully on board. Look, it’s gripping my fingers tightly,” I said, sliding two fingers into her from behind.

“Ahh! T-that’s… no, stop! Ah, ah, ah, hii!” she cried.

Her drenched pussy eagerly clamped around my fingers, as if welcoming them. Her [Shame]’s purple aura surged, but only briefly before melting into [Lust]’s pink. As I moved my fingers, lewd squelching sounds echoed from her pussy.

“Ah, ah, ah! No! I’ll cum again if you do that! Ah, ah, ah! Please, just wait a little!” she begged.

Her hips bucked in rhythm with my fingers. Though she didn’t fully release my cock, she used her hands to stroke it while licking desperately.

“No waiting. It feels amazing inside your pussy, doesn’t it?” I said.

“Ah, ah, ah! No, that’s not true! Ah, ah, hii! Stop, please! I’ll cum! Don’t move your fingers so fast!” she cried.

Mizuki squeezed her eyes shut, rubbing her face against my cock, shaking her head as if trying to escape the pleasure.

She likely hadn’t realized the “contraceptive” I gave her was causing this unprecedented pleasure. She’d figure it out eventually with repetition, but by then, she’d be too far gone to turn back.

“Ah, ah, ah, aaah! No, I’m cumming again! Why does it feel so good? Ah, ah, ah! No, I’m squirting! I’m squirting lewd juices!” she screamed.

“You didn’t notice? You’ve been squirting buckets already,” I said.

“Aaah! N-no, that’s not… I can’t hold back anymore! If you keep stirring me up, I’ll cum again! Ah, no! It’s coming! I’m cumming! Ah, ah, ah, AHHHH!” she wailed.

Matching her timing, I roughly thrust my slick fingers in and out, scraping her softened inner walls for a final sprint.

“Ah, ah, ah! Am I cumming again? No, no way! Squirting this much… Ah, ah, ah! Why does it feel so good? It’s like my body isn’t mine! No, I’m not usually like this… Haa, haa,” she panted.

“Not your body? You’re just a frustrated housewife. Or do you need to keep making excuses? That you’re not a pervert cumming from a little touch, that you’re only doing this because you have to?” I said.

“Haa, haa… That’s not what I meant…” she gasped.

“Admit it. You’re a lewd woman with a body made for this. If you didn’t feel much before, it’s because your husband was lousy. No matter how much you deny it, your body can’t lie,” I said.

“No… I’m not lewd…” she protested.

“Fine. You’ll have to accept it eventually. Anyway, it’s time to put my cock in,” I said.

“W-what? Wait, please! I need to calm down first. If you do it now, I’ll lose my mind!” she begged.

“Lose your mind? I’m more than ready, so there’s no waiting. Lie back on the sofa and lift your hips,” I said.

“No! Wait, Masuda-san, please!” she cried.

Still trembling, Mizuki was too limp to move. I lifted her face from my lap, stood, and moved behind her. Noticing, she tried to escape, but her weakened lower body left her flailing on the sofa. I grabbed her hips, lifting them, and pulled down her soaked underwear.

Before me, Mizuki’s anus twitched in a near-crawling position, her pussy dripping with juices. I pressed my cock against her ready pussy, ignoring her feeble resistance, and eased just the tip inside. But I stopped short of full penetration, holding the position. Despite her body’s surrender, her unexpected resistance suggested I needed a different approach.

“Ah, ah, ah! No! If you put your cock deeper, I…” she gasped.

“Listen, this is all for your daughter. If you feel good from my cock, that’s fine, isn’t it?” I said.

“Ah, ah, ah! That’s a different matter…” she protested.

“It’s an act. You need to pretend you’re enjoying it, even if it’s a lie. If you don’t satisfy me, my claws might turn to your daughter. To prevent that, just tell yourself you’re pretending,” I said.

“Haa, haa… Pretending?” she asked.

“Yes. Even if you enjoy the sex, it’s for your beloved daughter, to protect your family. Feeling guilty about that is nonsense. If your lewd body keeps me hooked, everything will work out. Don’t you think so?” I said.

“Is… is that true?” she asked.

“Absolutely. Say it once: ‘Put your big cock in Mizuki’s pussy.’ You don’t have to mean it—just say it to excite me,” I said.

“Your big cock in Mizuki’s… No, I can’t!” she cried.

“Then I’ll ask your daughter to do it. Is that what you want?” I said.

“No! Please, Masuda-san, don’t touch my daughter!” she begged.

“Then say it before I change my mind,” I said.

“Ugh… P-put Masuda-san’s big cock in Mizuki’s pussy!” she forced out.

With that, I thrust forward.

“Guhhh! Y-your cock’s going in! It’s in my pussy!” she cried.

“Say it feels good, even if it’s an act. Say my cock feels good,” I said.

“Ah, ah, ah! Aaaah! Y-your cock feels good! Masuda-san’s cock feels good! Ah, ah, ah! No, I’m cumming again! Cumming, cumming, guhhh!” she screamed.

“It’s not over after one. You’ve got plenty left. Keep shouting how good my cock feels and cum as much as you want,” I said.

“Aaah, ah, ah, ah! I’m cumming! I’ve cum so many times! Please, pull out! It feels too good! Your cock’s too much, I’m going crazy!” she wailed.

“Go crazy, I don’t care. Your pussy’s getting looser. Tighten it and work my cock. Say filthier things to excite me. It won’t end until I cum,” I said.

“Haa, haa, hii! Cock, cock! This cock feels so good! I’ve never felt anything like it… Ah, ah, ah! I’m gonna cum again. Haa, haa… My pussy keeps cumming… Your cock’s making my pussy so happy! No, this is too much! Ah, ah, ah! Cumming, cumming, cumming, guhhh! Haa, haa… No more! Your cock’s too good, it’s driving me insane!” she screamed.

Maybe Mizuki thought she was acting at first, deceiving herself to cope. But by now, she likely couldn’t tell act from truth. Her hips began moving lewdly, seeking my cock, proving it.

“My cock feels that good?” I asked.

“Ah, ah, ah! Y-yes! Your cock feels amazing!” she gasped.

“Then you want me to thrust even more?” I said.

“Thrust! More, more! Ah, ah, ah! It feels so good! Your cock in my pussy feels incredible! Please, pound my lewd pussy with your cock more!” she begged.

To be fair, the Warrabbit Ovaries were to blame. No one, not even Mizuki, could stay rational under such overwhelming pleasure, with insatiable lust surging endlessly.

But I didn’t think this settled everything. When her senses returned, she’d likely feel regret or shame, or maybe dismiss it as a lapse. I hadn’t expected to fully break her in one go. Given her personality, she’d likely cling to my claim that this was for Kyouka, convincing herself her pleasure was just to please me. I’d keep going until she willingly craved my cock. Skipping school every weekday morning wasn’t ideal, though, and I didn’t have endless time to focus on her.

With those thoughts, I slammed my hips against Mizuki’s buttocks.