Chapter 61: Cunnilingus That Destroys a Noble Educated All Her Life
- A man is taking the lead?
- S-Still, it does make a lovely picture, doesn’t it?
- Even if he is an honorary knight, isn’t he being far too familiar?
- He is the star of the banquet. The Young Lady must have shown him mercy.
Amid the noise around them, the Young Lady simply looked up at Ryu-o.
A dull sensation ran through her: her sphincter clenched tightly, while her hands and feet tingled.
An unfamiliar feeling she had never experienced in her life had devoured everything around her.
"...Young Lady..."
"..."
Why did Ryu-o, bathed in the chandelier’s light, look so beautiful...?
What was this? What had she been trying to do? How had this happened?
"Young Lady! May I let go now...?"
At Ryu-o’s voice, the Young Lady, who had nearly fallen somewhere far away in her mind, came to her senses.
Come to think of it, she was being held firmly in Ryu-o’s arms.
The three legs supporting her were so... Legs? Three of them?
Then this was...
Creak!
"I-I will get down."
Freed from Ryu-o’s warm embrace, the Young Lady forced strength into her trembling legs and spoke.
"Refrain from dancing with the other young ladies."
"It was my first time. Please understand."
Her heart raced at the word “first,” but the Young Lady replied as though she felt nothing.
"...I understand."
The Young Lady turned and climbed back onto the platform.
The Second Young Lady passed by her with a foolish grin on her face.
"Jang Ryu-o~ Dance with me this time! Hehe, you should consider it an honor."
"Hmm, I think it would be better if I refrained from dancing."
"Why?! I’ll teach you properly! Young Lady, that’s fine, right?"
There was absolutely nothing bad about it from the Young Lady’s perspective.
Dancing with both the First and Second Young Ladies? As publicity and an honor, there could be nothing better.
But it still rubbed the Young Lady the wrong way.
A very... very unpleasant feeling...
Still, since she had not entirely lost her reason, the Young Lady nodded.
"Only dance with Selena."
"Yes, Young Lady~!"
"Understood, Young Lady."
The Young Lady returned to her seat.
As she sat down, exhaustion washed over her drained body.
Making sure no one could hear, she sighed and gulped down champagne.
"Whew..."
Gulp!
As the cool liquor entered her heated body, her mind began to clear.
What... was that?
In truth, the Young Lady had done very little today.
Changed clothes, given a toast, and danced with Ryu-o.
Yet even in that short time, once Ryu-o was involved, things became entirely different.
Looking at him made her feel as if she were floating up into the sky, only for him to shove her straight into the abyss the moment she let her guard down.
Her fingertips and toes still tingled. It felt as though Ryu-o’s traces had been deeply imprinted on her.
The stifling, clogged feeling inside her was thoroughly unpleasant.
To empty her mind, the Young Lady kept drinking.
Gulp!
"Another glass."
One glass as she watched Selena cling to Ryu-o...
Crack...! Glug! Glug!
One glass as she watched the young ladies with beastly eyes...
"Keep bringing it without pause."
"Yes."
One glass as she watched Ryu-o eagerly accept every drink, apparently enjoying the alcohol...
One glass as she watched Ryu-o drink and reminisce with his companions...
Snicker...
Though she was supposed to keep an eye on the entire banquet, the Young Lady found herself unconsciously following only Ryu-o.
Then...
"Hic! You vulgar barbarian... What! If I tell you to follow me, then follow me! Didn’t I say I had something to discuss with you!"
- ???
- Is he insane? No, isn’t that Baron Consort Hottes?
- Pretend you don’t know him. He’s got some nerve, causing trouble at the Young Lady’s banquet...
- Looks like he tried to sweet-talk her and failed... Tsk, tsk.
- Pfft! How embarrassing. This is why nouveau riche are no good. They have no class.
A drunken boor was looking up at Magna and making a scene.
Drawn to this fresh hit of excitement, the nobles stepped back and watched the scene unfold.
Help? Help whom? The baron consort who was about to get himself ruined? Unless one was the host, the right answer was simply to watch.
But someone appeared at every banquet to overturn the right answer...
"That’s enough."
It was Ryu-o, who had come to help his companion.
Perhaps the alcohol had given him courage, because Ryu-o stepped in front of Magna and glared at the baron consort.
At the strange sight of a man protecting a woman, the nobles’ eyes sparkled.
Excitement on top of excitement—then how would the baron consort react?
"What’s this? A brat who doesn’t even know manners, sticking his nose in! Hah, have you two already fucked?"
"Take that back."
Yahoo~! Too wounded in his pride to back down, the baron consort had blurted out something outrageous.
This was why low-ranking nobles were entertaining. They had no sense of distance! They did not know their place!
Everyone glanced toward the Young Lady on the platform...
Grit!
"How dare he..."
As expected, she was furious.
Grinding her teeth, the Young Lady approached Ryu-o.
- It’s over for him...
- Tsk, tsk. We won’t be seeing him in high society again.
They were not the target of the most powerful person here, and this was an occasion where they could legally watch it happen.
This was why nobles could never give up banquets.
As everyone held their breath and watched for what came next, the baron consort raised his hand.
"Do you know who I am?!!!"
In that fleeting instant, Ryu-o glanced once at the Young Lady...
Smaaack!
"Guaegh!?!!?!!"
Then he sent the boor’s cheek spinning.
He had struck so hard that several of the baron consort’s molars flew out.
The nobles lost their minds at the climax of their excitement.
- Bwahahahaha!
- What a pathetic sight...
- Oh ho ho ho! It is like the miserable end of an uncouth villain.
The nobles felt utterly refreshed.
The Young Lady, who had been approaching Ryu-o, could not get the image of Ryu-o beaming brightly at her out of her head.
It was as if he were asking, “You’ll handle something like this for me, right?”
"......H-Hahaha!"
A strange feeling that was refreshing, admirable, and ticklish all at once.
The nobles around her were startled by the Young Lady’s rare laughter, but the banquet’s atmosphere soared to its peak.
With a beautiful smile on her lips, the Young Lady shouted loudly.
"Guards, expel that man from the ducal estate!"
Clap clap clap clap clap!
**
Ryu-o lay on the bed, dead drunk.
The Young Lady lay beside him, sweating profusely.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, she spoke.
"How did this happen?"
She had endured him laughing and talking with that priest from the north.
She had endured her younger sister poking at Ryu-o every chance she got.
But she simply could not endure that bitch pretending to trip and spilling alcohol all over Ryu-o’s body.
Her intentions had been far too obvious.
Watching the woman drag Ryu-o away, claiming she would take responsibility for him, the Young Lady had...
[Enough. I’ll take him.]
Putting on a show of being impressive, she had taken Ryu-o from her and personally carried him to a room.
Personally. The Young Lady herself.
She simply did not want to leave Ryu-o in anyone else’s hands.
Perhaps he had become more intoxicated on the way here, because Ryu-o had clung to her body.
A man should not be this undiscerning...
But since she did not secretly dislike it, the Young Lady had worn a satisfied smile where no one could see and carried Ryu-o all the way here.
This was her room.
The banquet was still in full swing, so she ought to return soon.
The Young Lady slowly prepared to get up and leave.
Assuming that no one would be bold enough to enter this place.
Slightly tipsy, she forced her unwilling body upright.
Slide...
"Huh. What an interesting man."
Smiling contentedly, the Young Lady was about to get out of bed when Ryu-o grabbed her.
Grab!
"...Huh?"
Ryu-o clutched her wrist so tightly that the blood could not circulate.
"Don’t go..."
Seeing the moisture in Ryu-o’s eyes, the Young Lady nearly lost her mind.
Normally, she would have said, How dare you lay hands on me? I will deal with this insolent man immediately...
But because she liked Ryu-o quite a lot, the Young Lady decided to generously forgive him.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
"I-I shall generously forgive the star of the banquet for a mistake committed while drunk..."
Apparently unable to wait, Ryu-o pulled the Young Lady into his arms and hugged her tightly.
Whoosh!
Held so firmly she could not move, the Young Lady twisted her body in panic.
"J-Jang Ryu-o. I did not show you kindness for this."
Her feelings were growing stranger, and her pussy tingled, but the Young Lady endured it.
Why?
Because if anyone saw them, it would look like she had schemed to bring a handsome commoner into her bed.
Though she secretly liked Ryu-o too, she did not want to pounce on a drunken man.
For such a process, there had to be sufficient agreement between their families and a consideration of interests; at the very least, they needed to hold an engagement ceremony...
"I love you."
"...................? What did you just..."
"I love you."
With a smile, Ryu-o pounced on the Young Lady, whose mouth had fallen open.
"Ah..."
"Mmph?!?!?!?!??! Wait...! Mmph! Mmm?"
The Young Lady, who had never even learned how to kiss, had her mouth ruthlessly fucked by his skilled tongue.
"Slurp! Mmph! This... ahh...! Mmph!! Slurrrp!"
The Young Lady’s eyes spun.
Did she really love Jang Ryu-o?
She had merely regarded him as one might admire a beautiful work of art, had she not?
They had not even known each other for long.
There were countless nobles in high society who caught each other’s eye and had sex.
But she had thought herself different from such vulgar people.
But...
"Grrr... Jang Ryu-o... Mmmh♥ We... shouldn’t...♥ Slurp! Slurrrp♥"
"Hah... I love you."
"Nngh...!"
The lust that had been suppressed by the Young Lady’s superhuman willpower began to creep up under Ryu-o’s merciless confession of love.
Her thighs tingled, and the sweet champagne scent filling her mouth pressed down on her reason.
Remembering Ryu-o’s hand against her erector muscles as they danced made the Young Lady gently sway her hips.
Rub... rub...
"Slurrrp... Ah...♥ Mmm♥ Smooch~ Ahh♥ Why... am I doing this♥"
Ryu-o’s stimulated cock gradually made its majestic presence known beneath his clothes.
The Young Lady felt as if that incredible erection were lifting her belly.
"Slurp! Hah! W-Wait... Wh-what is this?"
Apparently displeased that she had pulled her lips away in panic, Ryu-o turned over and pressed the Young Lady beneath him.
Unable to hide its instinct, his cock pressed insistently against the spot above the womb it would soon conquer.
Press! Press!
"Ah... I love you."
"Mmph♥ W-Wait...♥ Slurp! Mmm?! Smooch! Smooch! Smooch! I can’t breathe... Hah!"
Grasping the Young Lady’s large breasts, Ryu-o had her dripping wet in an instant.
Squeeze! Rub, rub... Flick! Flick flick!
"Huuuh?!?!!"
There was no way the Young Lady could defeat Ryu-o, for whom four times a day was the minimum...
Unable even to preserve her pride as a female, the Young Lady melted into a sticky mess.
"Bweh...♥ Hah... hah..."
Having roughly finished preparing the female, Ryu-o swiftly began throwing off their clothes.
"Ah...♥"
A fantastic naked body was revealed.
Her head floating and numb, the Young Lady did not even realize her clothes had been stripped off in an instant.
"This is... moving too fast...♥"
Between the breasts of the female ready to mate, Ryu-o set his dark red cock down with a thud.
Plop!
"????????????"
Should she even regard this as a genital, or as a secret weapon designed to plunge women into the abyss...?
The Young Lady’s heart dropped with a thump, and primal terror welled up within her.
"Jang... Ryu... o... W-With that..."
Ryu-o grabbed the Young Lady’s lush breasts and thrust his cock between them.
Squeeze! Thrust~♥
He controlled his strength perfectly, walking the line between pain and pleasure.
Red and blue veins pulsed against her breasts.
The shaft bucked furiously, as though enraged and determined to kill her.
Like a wolf that had lost its reason, the protruding glans drooled thickly.
Schluck! Schluck! Schluck! Schluck!
No matter what, she was the heir of a ducal house.
The humiliation of surrendering her body to a man was difficult for the Young Lady to bear.
Her face flushed red, she glared at Ryu-o.
"Aahh♥ How... dare..."
Squeeze!
"Eek!♥"
The Young Lady was shocked.
No matter how pleasure surged through her entire body from her nipples, how could she make such a pathetic sound?
Even though she loved the sensation and scent of his cock rubbing over her breasts, her pride could not accept it.
"Jang Ryu-o! Ngh...!!♥ Nngh! I’ll get on top, so get down at once..."
As if mocking the enraged Young Lady, Ryu-o rubbed her pussy, which was dripping clear juice, with his palm.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
"Hyaaaahhh!!!♥??!♥"
Ssssh!
The dam holding back the sexual desire she had struggled to ignore for so long burst upon meeting Ryu-o.
Schlap schlap schlap! Creak! Creak! Creak! Squeeze!♥
"Aahh! S-Stop♥ I’ll do it, so get down..."
Thrust~♥ Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap!!!!
"Ohooh!!!♥?!?"
As her plump, swollen G-spot was crushed, the Young Lady drooled and spilled female juices.
Ssssh!
In response, Ryu-o also sprayed his semen into the Young Lady’s mouth.
"Hah... hah... Mmph??!!?!♥"
Twitch!
"Mmph! Ugh!♥ Gulp! Cough! Gulp... gulp!"
Her mouth was dyed with cloudy fluid, wetting even her nose and brain with it.
Her mind turned pure white as the Young Lady dribbled semen mixed with saliva.
"S... sorry♥♥"
It was so thick that it would not go down, and she diligently chewed the semen.
"Munch munch... Mmm...♥ Mmm♥"
She could have spat it out, but the Young Lady merely savored his semen.
Seeing such a praiseworthy Young Lady, Ryu-o decided to give her a reward.
Her pussy was swollen red with congestion, its plump outer lips protruding.
He took that inviting pussy, like a shell packed full of roe, into his mouth and began sucking fiercely.
"Slurrrrrrrrrp!!!!"
"Hnggiiiiiiih?!?!!!"
Her erect clitoris rubbed against his philtrum.
Ryu-o’s long, broad tongue delivered unbearable pleasure to the virgin’s vaginal entrance.
Ssssh!
"Aah!!!!!!!"
Fireworks of pleasure exploded wildly in the brain soaked with semen.
Her vision flashed as though light had suddenly poured into her eyes, and she tensed her ankles so hard that her calves cramped.
Grabbing Ryu-o by the hair, the Young Lady pushed him away as tears streamed down her face.
"Stop! Hyaaaahhh!!!"
As though he found her ridiculous, Ryu-o sucked her pussy even harder.
Slurp! Schlup! Suck suck! Slurp! Slurp! Slurrrp!
There was no way a virgin could endure a technique that made even a martial artist at the pinnacle realm scream.
There was supposedly a desert kingdom where someone had pleased its king with tongue techniques and received gold, silver, and treasures...
Ssssh! Ssssh!
"Hngh! I’m... dying! My head... Ahh! My heaaad...♥"
It seemed exactly like something Ryu-o ought to test out.
Ryu-o smiled in satisfaction and flipped the Young Lady over.
"Hnghh...♥ Mmm...♥ I... am... doing this..."
Flip!
"......???"
Heat radiated from behind her prone body.
His vigorously raised glans had finished taking aim at the Young Lady’s plump pussy.
Schlurp~
"Eek! Jang Ryu-o! In such a beastly position, without any dignity..."
Ryu-o gave an angelic smile as he watched the Young Lady gently twist her hips.
"I love you."
"Ah..."
Flop... Gulp♥♥
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