After Tsubasa Yura declined, Meguri Tomoe felt a flicker of confusion, but it was quickly eclipsed by a surge of excitement. Her body was already screaming for the next step, leaving her with no mental energy to investigate her friend's behavior. After a momentary pause, she said, "Then... I'll keep going. Tsubasa, you..."
Tsubasa understood immediately. As she backed out of the room, she thoughtfully closed the door behind her. Because it was just the three of them at home, Ethan and Meguri hadn't locked the door during their roleplay, which was why Tsubasa had seen everything so clearly.
Watching the door slowly click shut, Ethan wanted to call out to her, but his throat felt tight, and he ultimately gave up. Having been caught in such a compromising position—even if he had already broken free from his bonds—he didn't know how to begin explaining. Any excuse he could muster would lack credibility.
Noticing Ethan's frustrated expression, Meguri giggled and pressed her body against his.
"Ethan~ don't be mad. As compensation, I'll do whatever you want, okay?"
It seemed her pent-up perverted desires had been fully vented; she no longer cared about the roleplay and instead began to act spoiled and affectionate. Ethan gave her a sidelong glance but said nothing. He wasn't truly angry—just a bit embarrassed and humiliated. However, such a perfect opportunity for revenge was right in front of him.
"Go borrow Tsubasa's apron," Ethan said slowly, watching Meguri's eyes widen in surprise. "Then put on a fresh pair of black thigh-high stockings. Nothing else allowed."
A pure high school girl in a naked apron and classic black stockings... just the thought sent a jolt of thrill through Ethan. Compared to Tsubasa's white stocking combo, this mix of innocence and seduction was far more intoxicating.
"Uh... alright..." Meguri stammered, but she agreed.
If it were just a naked apron, there were plenty in the house. But Ethan specifically wanted the one still warm with Tsubasa's body heat and scent. It was a small bit of malice and revenge on Ethan's part to send Meguri back to the girl who had just caught them.
A few moments later, Meguri returned to the room, her face glowing with shyness. She had donned the apron and a brand-new pair of black stockings. From the front, she was technically covered, but the "pure yet lewd" vibe was exactly what Ethan wanted. The loose apron made her slender, black-clad legs look even longer and more delicate.
Even though he had just enjoyed her feet, seeing them again made Ethan want to worship them once more. But before he could act, Meguri pounced, pinning him to the bed. Her flushed face hovered over his. She had been pushed to her limit during the foot-play; her juices had already soaked a large patch of the sheets.
The interruption by Tsubasa and the time spent changing had left her like a starving wolf. She kissed Ethan passionately, sucking and biting his lips. Her soft, red tongue invaded his mouth without resistance, tangling with his, while her hand reached down to seize Little Ethan.
"Ah, still so hard... You really are as incredible as they say, Ethan!"
"You're not bad yourself, Meguri. For your first time, you're quite the aggressor."
"Ngh... it's because you were so amazing just now. I wanted to pay you back~"
Meguri closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing her tongue deep into his mouth. They shared frantic, wet kisses. The taste of her sweet saliva and the sensation of their tongues dancing together made the fire in Ethan's gut roar. Forgetting the previous embarrassment, he held her tight, greedily drinking her in.
Meguri was feral. She swirled her tongue in his mouth as if trying to suck the very soul out of him. Simultaneously, she lifted a soft, black-stockinged leg and pressed it against him, her soaking wet garden rubbing against his crotch. They rubbed against each other as if trying to merge their bodies into one.
The pressure of her soft, full breasts against his chest and the friction of their lower bodies made Ethan respond with equal ferocity. The apron was just a prop to ignite lust; now that the fire was burning, it was just trash in the way of skin-to-skin contact. He ripped it off.
Ethan kneaded Meguri's snowy, ample breasts while she stroked his hot, throbbing rod. Their breathing became ragged, and their heartbeats hammered in unison. The nectar from Meguri's flower was flowing down her thighs and onto the sheets, glistening under the lights.
Ethan slid his hand down her smooth belly to her warm petals. He flicked her swollen, wet clitoris before sliding a finger—then two—into her tight, pink canal. Meanwhile, Meguri's soft hand was working his shaft, sometimes pinching the tip, sometimes jerking him rapidly.
After what felt like centuries, they finally let go of each other's mouths. If they hadn't, their lips surely would have bruised. Suddenly, Meguri pushed Ethan back onto the bed and straddled his stomach.
She aimed his rigid rod at her flooded garden and sank down. In one smooth motion, the massive organ—nearly three fingers thick—was swallowed whole, leaving a visible bulge in her lower abdomen.
"Ah...!"
The hollow ache was instantly filled. Meguri hugged his neck tight, her breath hot as she licked his throat. But the following sensation of being split in two made her let out a sharp cry of pain. No matter how much prep she'd done, taking such a monstrously large intruder for the first time was a challenge for any high school girl.
Luckily, she was in control. She stayed still for a minute, adjusting to the size until the pain was replaced by overwhelming bliss. She began to sway her hips, creating the wet, squelching sounds of a saturated garden being plowed.
"Ah... Meguri... clench harder... yes... like that... so good..." Ethan groaned, stimulated by her lewd licking and the tight embrace of her walls.
Ethan's hands moved over her, one cupping a breast and the other squeezing her firm buttocks. He pulled her upright so he could lean against the wall and enjoy the view of her beautiful, swaying body.
"Ah... Ethan~ suck harder... ngh! Why... why is it getting bigger again, ah...!"
Her melodic moans made Ethan thrust his hips upward, wanting to hear her voice break. Meguri gripped the back of his head, refusing to let him leave her breasts for a second. Ethan sucked, licked, and bit her pink nipples, rotating between the two with practiced hunger.
"Ethan... so good... haah..."
The intense pleasure from Ethan's skillful caresses made Meguri's body react violently. Her hips buckled and swayed faster, her hair flying and her skin shimmering with sweat.
"Ngh... Meguri, your breasts are amazing. Too bad I can't get any milk out of them."
Ethan spoke casually, but his words triggered a deep-seated instinct in the girl. Thoughts of breast milk inevitably led to thoughts of babies. Theoretically, as long as his life essence wasn't fully digested for power, there was a chance for pregnancy. But even the goddesses he knew hadn't succeeded yet.
"Ethan... haah, I can have your baby... ah... ngh... Ethan... baby..." Meguri stammered, her mind muddled by lust as she ground her hips faster.
Ethan's pace accelerated in response. He sucked her breasts hard, urging her to keep the friction going.
"Ah... Ethan... baby... I want to be a mother... ah... then I'd have... Ethan's baby..."
Her flower was twitching, being slammed and ground by the hot rod. Meguri began to tremble all over, her words becoming incoherent. "Ah... Ethan, I'm going... ah... together... haah... baby... Ethan's baby...!"
She held him to her chest like a mother nursing a child. As her orgasm approached, she squeezed him so hard he could barely breathe, but Ethan met her every movement, driving deep into her very core with every rhythmic strike. The friction between his massive head and her inner walls caused her "Maiden Essence" to lose its stability.
"Ah... Ethan, I'm going! AH!"
Knowing Ethan wouldn't finish easily, the thought of a baby made her subconsciously try to milk him with everything she had. Her inner walls went crazy, squeezing and rippling against him from every angle. Even if he had stayed still, the internal movements would have been enough to make most men finish instantly.
Shit, her inside is incredible!
Suddenly, Meguri's body seized. Her womb contracted violently, her gathered heat reaching a boiling point. "Ah! I can't... baby, Ethan, give it to me, ah...! OH... I want the baby, AH!"
Her voice was desperate. Finally, she slammed her hips down one last time, her flower twitching in rapid-fire spasms. With a piercing scream, her hot, thick Maiden Essence erupted like a flash flood, drenching the swollen, hot rod inside her.
Ethan took a deep breath, gritting his teeth to keep from losing his own essence to the violent churning of her walls. He'd heard her plea for a baby, but he wasn't ready to give it up yet. He had to wait.
After the climax, the Dual Cultivation ability kicked in. Meguri rested for a few minutes before her energy returned. She was satisfied, but Ethan hadn't released his life essence yet, so the session wasn't over.
Now that she was calmer, Meguri remembered her talk of being a mother and blushed furiously. Looking at Ethan in his younger-boy form, she felt like she was committing a crime. But that shame only fueled a new spark of excitement.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Ethan, I really am willing to have your child. The chance to get a beautiful high school girl pregnant is right in front of you. Do you want it...?"
"No."
Ethan gave her a flat look. If he wanted to play that game, he had plenty of other girls. "It's not that I'm refusing, but your strength isn't high enough yet. Even if it were, it's down to fate." He briefly explained how the Dual Cultivation pregnancy worked—that unless he willed it, even a goddess couldn't force a pregnancy.
Realizing it wasn't going to happen today, Meguri refocused on the pleasure of the training. She turned around and bent over the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide in an inverted V. Her snowy, firm buttocks were raised high, her black stockings highlighting her curves.
"Quick, Ethan... I want it... since I can't have a baby, just help me get stronger... ah...!"
Ethan didn't tease her any longer. He stepped behind her, guided his rod between her warm, wet thighs, and positioned himself at the entrance. Meguri pushed her hips back eagerly, trying to swallow the thick, hot intruder. After a few failed attempts, she reached back and guided him in herself.
"Ngh... Ethan... just like that, shove it in, ah...!"
Ethan separated her legs further with his knees and thrust. The massive rod slid smoothly into her tight, hot, and multi-layered canal. Meguri was even more active than before, grinding her ass against him wildly.
Ethan felt her warm walls clamping down on him. The stimulation was perfect. Earlier, he had been gentle for her first time, but now...
Watching the pink-haired beauty lose herself in the rhythm, Ethan began to thrust with savage power.
"Mmph... Meguri, you're so tight... feels so good... YES!"
"Ah... Ethan, so deep... you're hitting... right there, ah... SO GOOD!"
Meguri gasped, her hands gripping the bedsheets until her knuckles were white. Ethan slammed into her, his groin hitting her soft, snowy backside with a heavy slap again and again. Each thrust drove deeper into her wet, tight flower, earning him a chorus of beautiful, melodic moans.
"I... ah... it's too good... haah... how can it feel this good... Ethan... you... you're so incredible... so strong... HAAH!"