Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi - Chapter 576.2
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Chapter 576.2

Chapter 576-2: Nothingness 2 The Start of Debauchery 2

It went in

The voices of the men and women around me are in sync.

Aah, its amazing. I love you.

Me too, Cat-ahem.

Our bodies adhere to each other.

We press our lips together, not worrying about our masks touching, and entwine our tongues.

The vulgar slurping sounds dont bother us either.

Her lovely b.r.e.a.s.t.s compress against my chest.

The nipple located in the center of each mound rubs against my skin and grows larger from the stimulation.

I can also feel a bulge forming on the outside of Catherines abdomen from my d.i.c.k penetrating her.

Her entire body squirms, trembling at my mercy when I move forward and begging for more when I pull back, its like her hole is trying to curry favor with my d.i.c.k.

The hot kisses, the pressure of her b.o.o.bs and the subtle movement of our hips is enough to produce pleasure.

I naturally get harder and bigger, and Catherine leaks more love juices as her eyes melt in ecstasy.

But its not sufficient. She wants more.

Please get on topthrust harder

Catherine, wanting me to topple her, leans backward.

I have another idea, and with a grin, hold onto her to stop her from falling and lean backward.

Ah!

I lay face-up on the bed, still connected to Catherine, meaning she is now on top.

With the s.h.i.+fting of weight, my d.i.c.k penetrates deeper into Catherines tunnel, causing her to let out a moan and arch her delicate body.

Her hairless genitals stretched to its limits, the bulge in her stomach in the shape of my d.i.c.k, her soft bouncing b.o.o.bs, her stiff nipples, her beautiful voice and her tongue hanging out slovenly from her mouth with saliva dripping, everything is in plain sight to the spectators.

Gorgeous. And at the same time, obscene.

Having such a giant p.e.n.i.s enter her should be like torture, but her body is screaming in delight.

I can tell how far it has gone by the bulge in her stomach. Ive never seen s.e.x like this before incredible.

Any woman would be jealous of her smooth skin and perfect proportions, but getting violated by the black b.u.mpy wicked c.o.c.k its so savageand wildand crude

I want to get f.u.c.ked by that d.i.c.kitll definitely tear me apartneverthelessI want it.

The two of us turn their murmurs into further excitement as our hips b.u.mp against each other.

Catherine supports herself with one hand on my chest while the other hand grabs my hand and guides it up to fondle her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

As for me, I have one hand enjoying her b.o.o.bs and the other hand squeezing her a.s.s.

If you spread them apart that much, theyll see everything! Its so embarra.s.sing!!

Catherine shouts.

However, the increase in speed of her hips and the depth of each hip-drop contradict her words.

The shame from being seen by others is washed away by the thrill of having s.e.x in public.

Theyre looking! Theyre looking at my shaved privates and my indecent hip movements!

Catherines up-and-down motions reach a frightening pace.

And they can hear me. They can hear the dirty slapping sounds, the moans and screams.

My other hand moves down to her b.u.t.t, and I grip firmly as I thrust up to grind against the entrance of her womb.

Nngh! Nnngyuuu!

Catherines hands hold her head as she shrieks.

She is overcome by waves of pleasure and her body convulses countless times.

Catherine raises her legs, letting all of her body weight rest on my d.i.c.k, and continues crying out from the intense stimulation.

At this point, the other indecent happenings in the hall have stopped.

Our extreme performance has attracted everyones attention.

The audience is watching with feverish eyes and each gender has their own reactions, the men have a tent in their pants and the women are rubbing their thighs together restlessly.

Fufufu, you havent seen anything yet.

I grab Catherines waist and push her onto her back like she wanted.

Then I take her legs, which spread on reflex, and fold them to her head.

This positionway in the back.

Catherine, correctly guessing what my intentions are, lucks her lips in antic.i.p.ation.

I love you.

I kiss her wet lips gently.

Nchume too.

The females of the audience let out enraptured sighs at our sweet whispers.

When our lips finally part, I rest all my weight on Catherine and plunge my d.i.c.k deep inside her.

Her steamy gasps change into a b.e.s.t.i.a.l groan.

I slowly lift my hips, and then sink them back in again.

Everytime I repeat the process, love juices spray out.

By no means am I going fast.

I thrust all the way to the base then pull back the entire length, which takes a full two seconds.

In exchange for being slower, my thrusts are deeper.

They ignore any resistance from the clenching of her v.a.g.i.n.a and her embraces.

Catherine also s.h.i.+vers after each thrust, and the audience audibly gulps as the bed creaks.

Aagh! Hiigu! Dyingg!!

Her flailing hands do nothing to push me away, and as long as Im holding her thighs, she cant run or close her legs.

Catherine squeals powerlessly, though her unfocused eyes plead for an even harder punishment.

More! More! Do it until I die! Kill meee!!

Of course, Catherine isnt the only one being toyed with by the pleasure.

Digging into her creases and gouging into her womb is also stimulating me.

Her endlessly flowing juices lubricate the entire length of my d.i.c.k, yet the sticky fluid doesnt reduce any of the friction, instead multiplies the sensations.

Dig deepermore!!

Catherine presses down on her stomach, and the moment she does so, the pressure on my d.i.c.k increases by several times.

Ooohf.u.c.k, thats good.

My t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es start sending s.e.m.e.n up to my d.i.c.k as they sense my limit approaching.

I feel hot magma rising through the urethra and my d.i.c.k begins to twitch.

I count down mentally as I continue thrusting.

Four more times leftthreetwo

On the last thrust, Catherine wraps her limbs around me right before I pull out.

Bite down on my b.r.e.a.s.t.s!

With her strong tone and my head, hazy from being on the verge of o.r.g.a.s.m, I listen and do as she says without hesitation.

Ow.

The pain triggers Catherines v.a.g.i.n.a, which has long since past its limit, to convulse uncontrollably.

Guhh! This is

Catherines insides are squeezing like a vice.

An average man might not be able to endure it, but its the ideal stimulation for my throbbing d.i.c.k thats ready to e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e.

Catherine specifically did this for me.

We call out each others names in a loving embrace.

And in that moment, s.e.m.e.n gushes out of my urethra and into Catherines ca.n.a.l.

Her walls milk my pulsing d.i.c.k as my narrowing urethra expels every last drop in my b.a.l.l.s.

Uugh! Guooh! This is amazing! Ooooh!

Catherine rubs my shoulder as I c.u.m, maintaining the undulating of her genitals to extend my o.r.g.a.s.m.

I dont believe how loud it is. Is that the sound of him ejaculating? I can hear it from here.

Its so intense it feels like Im the one having s.e.x.

His t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es are the size of applesis he ill? No, theyre deflating as he ejaclates so they must have been filled with his seed.

Releasing my load brings me back to my senses, and the surrounding whispers start registering in my head again.

I push off the bed with my knees and pull my c.o.c.k out, then approach Catherines face.

Wah, wah! Goshhmhglkgolp

My c.o.c.k still twitched sporadically after I pulled out, allowing me to splatter Catherines face, and although she looks at me somewhat disapprovingly, she opens her mouth to swallow my manhood. Simultaneously, a river of white flows out of her crotch.

Her womb was filled in one e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.neven after fifteen men, that didnt happen with my wife.

He already started c.u.mming a while ago, yet the womans throat is still gulping. How much is he going to c.u.m?

His p.e.n.i.s and t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es are on the same level as the orc our house keepsand the amount of s.e.m.e.n is close to five times more. How terrifying.

Pleased by the praise Im receiving and finished with emptying my stores of s.e.m.e.n, I check on Catherine, who was the recipient of overpowering intercourse.

Are you alright?

Yes, lets borrow a private room and take a break.

Catherine keeps the liquid from trickling out from between her legs with a cloth as she asks a servant to prepare a room.

Other girls would have pa.s.sed out at this point and wouldnt be able to lift a finger, but as expected, shes resilient when it comes to s.e.x.

We yield the bed and throw on a simple robe.

By the way, the private room is a sectioned-off s.p.a.ce on the outer part of the hall.

There are windows but they are far from the center of the room, and voices from the hall cant be heard, so no ambiance travels in.

In general, each room permits only one couple and it is bad manners to call out to those in the private room, which makes the room a good environment for beginners who want to peek and be peeked at from a safe distance.

Apparently, these rooms also have a special way to be usedyour partner goes in with another man while you imagine what is going on inside the room and agonize at not being able to call out to them.

Catherine explains.

If it was me, I would probably bust through the wall and intervene.

Dont tell me, you want to enter with other men?

Fufu, perhaps? Ah, Im kidding, its just a joke! Wait until we get inside the room before you stick a finger in my a.s.s!

We fool around as we make our way to the room and are just about to push the door open when someone pokes me from behind.

Um, excuse me.

Hm, what is it?

I turn around to see a woman wearing a dog mask.

Whoops, I forgot. The rule in this place is to treat everyone with respect regardless of status or ident.i.ty.

I reverted back to my usual tone.

Apologies for interrupting you so suddenly. My name is princess Rosie. That display of s.e.x earlier was oustanding. You were the very definition of a male!

Judging by her voice, she sounds young, though Im always happy to be complimented, and bow politely.

Anyways, I have something to speakno, to request of you!

Princess Rosie lowers her head to Catherine, then clasps her hands around mine.

Could you please sleep with me? I fell in love with you at first sight. I want to be penetrated by you!

Rosies enamored eyes are visible through her mask.

Of course, I welcome such advances, however that would mean I will be abandoning Catherine.

Wait, I remember her voice and eyes from somewhere.

Nevermind, its taboo to pry into a persons background here.

Rosies head remains lowered as she waits for a response from Catherine.

Can you please lend me your husband briefly? Think of it as sharing the best man!

Catherine considers it reluctantly, tilting her head in thought as she possibly also picks up something off about her like me.

Then, like fatigue finally caught up to her, she wobbles and answers.

I guess its fine if its just once. I need to rest too.

Great!

Catherine and I smile wryly as Rosie jumps in excitement.

We decided before entering this shop that if we felt even just a little unwilling, we would say so clearly to each other, which means shes not against the idea.

And for some reason, neither Catherine nor I feel disgusted or bothered by her selfishness.

I will be watching in the same room, will you be okay with that?

Yes, of course!

Rosie and I lay on the bed together while Catherine watches from a chair.

Hmmm.

I cant help groaning when I see her body.

I could already tell with the robe on, but her height and figure are below average for an adult female.

Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are fairly average, though they obviously still have room to grow.

Plus her pubic hair is wispy and her slit seems untouched.

Coming to this place alone means she is undoubtedly a nymphomaniac, but at the same time, considering the price to become a member, this place is not somewhere a little girl can fool around in.

Fufu, its big indeed. Alright, lets not waste any time.

Rosie sits me down and positions herself on top, adjusting her body so that her genitals will meet with mine when she lowers her hips.

Err, lets see, right hereeiyah.

With a yell, she drips her hips.

Although I hear something sticky, my member doesnt enter her body.

Her barely-opened slit is bright pink.

Dont tell me you arent used toor worse, youre a v-

Eeei!!

Trying to drown out my voice by shouting louder, Rosie circles her arms around my neck and drops her hips almost like shes jumping on me.

Then I hear an unpleasant tearing sound.

I feel my d.i.c.k pierce through an elastic membrane.

Aaggh!

Rosie cries out in pain as she digs her nails in my shoulder.

So you really were a virgin. What are you think

Rosie cuts me off by swiftly sticking her hand in front of my face.

Im okay, Im fine, it feels good so Im continuing.

Rosie rea.s.sures me in a forced tone as she moves her hips.

Evidence of defloration drips down her thigh, but soon several times the amount of love juice washes it away.

Believing that she must be alright if shes this wet, I also match her movements.

Fuufuuah, this is nice. Its gotten better. What, this is amazing!

I wont ask your background, but Id like a short explanation of your circ.u.mstances afterward.

Confirming that her pleasure is genuine, I transition to the cowgirl position, only to change to doggy position when I saw that her hips werent able to handle the sensation, and then eventually missionary position where I can also give her loving kisses.

Arent you movinga bit too intense?

Catherine mutters.

She has a point, especially when the girl is a virgin.

Actually, it feels surprisingly good.

Moreaah, right there. Rub against the entrance and then slam it in deepnnah! Just like that!

She was definitely a virgin.

But shes already feeling pleasure.

She isnt simply starting to get turned on.

If I had to give an example, her reactions are like that of a married woman in her thirties who hasnt had s.e.x in three months.

And not to mention, her insidesfeel really good.

This should be her first time experiencing a mans p.e.n.i.s.

Yetl, her immature pleats are enveloping me and her shallow tunnel is coiling and milking me.

Shes a real pervert, this one. What an unbelievable woman.

No, dont say itactually, say it more! Tell me Im a naughty woman!

Rosie screams in total ecstasy from my thrusts.

The initial pain from losing her virginity seems to have completely disappeared.

Still, its her first time so pounding her hard isnt a good idea.

Catherine is oddly worried.

Pound me! Slap my a.s.s while youre at it! You can even stick a finger in my a.s.shole!

Im shocked to hear a virgin say that.

I might have awakened a ridiculous woman.

Such thoughts race through my mind as I feel my hips tremble.

And I didnt think it would come this soon, but Im going to c.u.m.

c.u.m inside me!

Rosies arms wrap around my shoulder.

Im using contraception.

I prepare myself to release my load.

Lately, when I get too turned on, my sperm can overcome contraception, but Im currently at 60% arousal so there shouldnt be a problem.

Im c.u.mming.

Kay! Do it! c.u.m!

My hand grabs Rosies waist and slightly lifts her back.

Guh!

My entire body s.h.i.+vers as s.e.m.e.n shoots out from my urethra.

Hot! Wow I can feel it pulsing inside meall that sticky stuff is being collected in my belly so this is s.e.m.e.naah, so good.

Rosie gulps as she grinds her body against me in time with my e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n and presses down on her abdomen with her hand.

And then

Its flowing init wont stopI did it, I finally received it!

It makes me happy to be a man when I see a girl so happy after accepting my seed.

Right when I smile, my body suddenly freezes.

fathers seed!

My brain instantly connects all the clues.

Her height, her figure, her familiar voice, her unignorable aura, the state of her v.a.g.i.n.a, and the fact that shes so perverted despite being a virgin

I break the taboo of the shop and remove Rosies mask.

Geh.

This is the first time Im making such a noise when seeing the face of the woman I slept with.

Under the mask is a familiar faceof all things, its Catherines daughter, Rose.

Yay.

Rose makes a double peace-sign with her fingers and smiles.

Dowaaaah!!

Catherine lets out an incredible shout.

She grapples me from behind and throws me aside, then grabs Rose.

W-why are you here!? What!?

Fufufu, when I tailed you two as you were sneaking out, I saw you go to the masked orgy shop. I thought this was my only chance! By the way, I called the owner and forced him to make me a member.

The buff bodyguards standing at the entrance were useless against Princess Rose.

And its not like the owner would think Id be here, so he had no way to stand up to the wishes of royalty.

That doesnt matter right now!!

Catherine flips Rose on her head and spreads her legs as far as they can go.

Ow, mother! Youre going to disconnect my crotch!

Yellowish globs drip from her slightly swollen v.a.g.i.n.a.

you said you used contraception, right?

A deep grumble comes out of Catherines throat.

I lied~

Conversely, Rose is upbeat.

What about your period!?

Catherine doesnt hesitate to use the lingo.

Its regular!

Rose sticks up her thumb.

You stupid pervert daughter!!

Catherine clutches her head in frustration and then a few seconds later, slaps Rose back and forth across the cheek.

Owie! Ow, it hurts, mother!

Her hand is moving at a blinding speed, but it doesnt seem to have any effect on Rose.

However, the commotion was enough to create a stir outside the room.

Excuse me. Causing trouble in the shop results in revocation of members.h.i.+p and

A server boy steps into the room with a firm yet respectful tone.

s.e.m.e.n is leaking from Roses crotch and a pink stain is on the sheets.

Catherine is furiously slapping Rose.

And I am lying naked on the floor next to the bed.

Everyones masks have been removed at this point.

Y-Your Majesty!?

The backgrounds of members are not looked into and ident.i.ties are not pursued even if they are figured out.

That is the rule, but there is a limit to the rule.

When the king is having a threesome with his concubine and her daughterthat is one example.

His Majesty!?

Theres no wayueh! Its the real deal!

N-not good! If he finds out I am here, my job willthrough the back doorno, Ill jump out the window!

The guests panic, with some people shocked still, some people coming to see my face, and others fleeing.

At this rate, Catherine and Rose will become known publicly.

I carry both of them under my arms and run toward a window which has already been broken by someone.

Tell the owner I will compensate him later!

I say before jumping out the window.

Because the window is blocked, I couldnt tell what was behind it, but apparently, it was facing an intersection that leads to a section of high-end stores.

I landed naked in the midst of well-dressed people riding carriages.

W-who are you!? Its some kind of degenerate!

Hes holding two beauties! He must be either a rapist or a kidnapper! Doing such a reprehensible thing in an area protected by His MajestyEngage, engage!

As expected of an area where rich people gather, escorts and bodyguards pop out from everywhere.

I guess I have no choice but to rout

Mu? Are you by any chance, His Majesty? And that is Queen Catherineand Princess Rose?

Scratch that.

Gotta run.

I sprint as fast as I can, holding the weakened Catherine and the amused Rose.

Coincidentally, I see the elderly Minister of Justice with a ghastly look on his face also running next to me wearing only pants and has piercings on his nipples, but now is not the time.

In the end, I was seen by no fewer than a hundred people before I ran to a secluded area.

Well, this happened with Nonna in the past too, so Im sure things will work out somehow.

The Next Day.

How many days are the rumors going to last?

I cant say for certain because of how extreme the subject is.

Celia furrows her brow and pokes three slices of bread together with a fork, then stuffs them in her mouth.

Her puffed cheeks are cute like a mouse, but shes actually quite angry.

I glance at the maids.

And then he did it with the princessin front of Her Highness.

Gaspisnt the princess stillyears old? Thats horrible.

Like a s.e.x beastpst pst.

Catherine holds her head in distress while glaring at me and Rose.

I glance over at the knights.

Mrmrapparently Rose-sama isnt connected by blood. That means-

That kind of thing just makes it convenient. For the king, who is an incarnation of s.e.x, shes just another woman. Familial bonds dont matter

Mrmrbut its not a human act to violate a child of a previous marriage in front of their mothermrmr.

Rose blows kisses at me while avoiding her mothers eyes.

Its impressive that the rumors arent bothering her, but things have made a weird turn.

In the end, the rumors about me and Rose not only spread throughout the capital, they became known throughout all of Goldonia.

I even received letters from great feudal lords and ministers politely telling me to control my immoral deeds.

For some reason, the one most likely to talk my ear off, the Minister of Justice, remains silent.

Well, it certainly is my fault.

If Rose gets pregnant, I was going to say I a.s.saulted her due to my l.u.s.t going berserk anyways.

We are not blood related either, and as long as I can make it look like she is not at fault, Im fine with it.

The problem is

The maids have been peeking at me for some time now.

I feel sorryfor Prince Antonio.

Yes, thats right.

I quietly leave my seat and head to where Antonio is.

On the way, I encounter Anastasia, who makes shooing motions at me.

Hey, Antonio.

What is it?

Unlike Anastasia, his words and gestures are the same as usual, but his mood seems unstable.

This is the worst case scenario.

In order to open his heart, I point at the soup dish.

You usually dont leave any food behind. You dont have anything you dislike?

No. I eat everything that is served.

I hate carrots and beans. If you give them to me, Ill hate you.

He gives a robotic answer.

Anastasia, dont b.u.t.t in.

Then is there anything you like? Ill give you some of mine.

I glance at my plate, but Irijina has already eaten it.

Nothing really. As long as they are nutritious, Ill eat them.

Chicken. Above all, just the skin of the whole roasted chicken. I want that everyday.

He wont even tell me his favorite dish.

Again, Ill deal with you later Anastasia.

I awkwardly change topics.

How about we go play tomorrow? The wars over and its peaceful. Im sure we can go for a bit of a long trip.

I have training and lessons until nighttime so I want to rest.

I see.

What a curt reply.

Anastasia is fussing about going to the arena, but she can wait.

I try smiling at Antonio to the best of my ability.

Theres the issue with your mother and sister, but I also want to talk to you.

The other children are either like Anastaisa and cling to me or tend to avoid me, but I at least understand their personalities and way of thinking.

This guy, on the other hand, I have no clue about.

He doesnt avoid me and he isnt scared of me, I cant figure him out.

Youre 14 now and a splendid man. Lets have a chat between men.

Antonio stops his eating hand and faces me.

If that is what Your Majesty commands.

So he wont come unless I order him?

Its pointless if I force him to come though.

Alrightmaybe next time then.

Very well.

Antonio resumes eating.

I stare briefly before trudging back to my seat.

Anastasia sticks fire tongs out to try and trip me on the way, but I dont notice and step on them so hard that it pulls her out of her seat instead.

d.a.m.n ityou monster.

Dont call your father a monster.

It would be easier on me if he just interacts like that.

I hold Anastasia upside-down in one hand and swing her like a pendulum.

Gyaa! They can see! Ack, they can see my panties!

Oh red, those are a pretty fancy pair.

Youre still 11, arent you a bit young to be worrying about s.e.x appeal.

Die! Die, you daughter rapist!

I lower Anastasia, feeling my heart getting torn, and turn around as I sense a sensation run up my spine.

Before my eyes, Antonio is indifferently eating next to Rose as she chats happily.

Im going to have it tough in the future if hes going to throw out bloodl.u.s.t too.

As I ponder my upcoming struggles, I go over to Irijina, who has been eating my meal like a kid as I was away from my seat, and pinch her cheeks while racking my brain for answers.

A Few Days Later.

I check the bulging bag, making sure I havent forgotten anything, then nod and stand up.

I wonder what changed his mind. But now we can finally talk.

The letter on the desk is from Antonio asking whether I would like to hunt with him after his training.

As family, it shold be fine to tell him about the incident with Rose. Hahaha, I wonder if hell punch me if I make excuses.

I hum to myself while confirming my baggage once more.

I couldnt find the right timing to give it to him. Now is the perfect chance, since this is his first hunt and I doubt hell find anything very easily. Theres nothing more boring than a fruitless hunt.

I change into plain outdoor clothes usually worn for short distance excursions, shoulder my baggage and tighten my shoe laces.

I reach for the Dual Crater and Keravnos propped up against the wall, but I smile and retract my hand.

Who brings such a big sword when going hunting with their son?

I exit the room and walk along the corridor.

Ara, Aegir-sama are you going out?

Yeah. Ill be back in the evening at the latest.

I tell Nonna, giving her head a pat before she goes off to a tea party.

I cross paths with Celia who is carrying a stack of books that cover her vision near the entrance.

Ah, if youre going out, I will accompany you.

Hahaha, let me go alone this time. You have books to read, dont you?

I tease, poking Celias cheek.

The mountain of books sway and I hear a soft sigh of discontent.

Carla scratches her arm when I walk out the front door.

Anastasia was taking a nap in the courtyard, but she apparently had a bad dream and cried. I got gooseb.u.mps all over my arm tooits not even cold.

A nightmare at 11 years old? Maybe you two are starting to catch a cold. To be safe, why dont you sleep for the day.

Carla nods and heads to her room to do just that while rubbing her arm.

For some reason, she turns back to glance at me three times.

I kick the wall of Schwartzs stable a few times.

Hey, Schwartz. Give me a ride.

He stares at me from the back and doesnt move.

What are you doing? Hurry.

I get annoyed and tug on his mane.

He responds by biting my arm, not budging an inch.

gross. Are you in bad shape or something?

I hope a strange disease isnt being pa.s.sed around as I find another war horse to straddle.

Well, hunting doesnt have to be done on horseback, and the horse doesnt have to be Schwartz either.

I proceed to leave the capital.

Hey.

I hear a voice calling me from behind.

Brynhildr? Are you fine being out here so early in the morning?

Brynhildr was sitting on the rock right outside the capital.

She is strong enough as a vampire to withstand the sun, but she always tells me how unpleasant it is.

Its odd for her to be in a place with no shade though.

Accompany me.

She hooks her arm around mine.

I refuse and gently untangle my arm.

I have an appointment. Ill make it up to you another time.

Is it important?

Its a simple letter and an appointment made on a whim.

Im finally able to talk to him. If I stand him up, he might never talk to me again.

I say jokingly as I wave and urge the horse forward.

Brynhildr doesnt vanish or hide in the shade, she just stands there and watches me go.