Chapter 321 - 321. Houan, Stella, and a Dazzling World (Part 2) (Houan, Stella☆)
Houan's body was small and slender, hardly seeming mature. When I held her tightly, I feared she might break. Was she really the same species as the Ancient Dragon I'd fought in the trial?
I lowered my head, kissing her forehead, then the tip of her nose, both cheeks. Impatiently, she pouted her lips toward me. I brought mine close to hers, but mischievously stopped just before touching. She immediately lunged forward, pressing her lips to mine.
I accepted the soft sensation, sliding my hands down her back as I pulled her closer. Then I sucked her lips harder.
"Mash... mmm..."
Houan ran her hands over my body too, first stroking my skin, then slowly tracing my contours with her fingertips, as if memorizing them. Her fingers found my nipples, twisting and lightly pinching them. As they hardened, she rolled them between her fingers. Unable to bear the sensation, I began playing with her nipples too. Then I slipped my tongue into her mouth.
"Mmmgh... nnahh!"
Houan's eyes flew open in surprise. She tried to turn her face away, but I held her head and pushed deeper, entwining my tongue with hers. When I touched the tip of her small tongue, her eyes widened.
"Mmgh..."
I wrapped my tongue around hers, warm and meltingly slick, and poured my saliva into her mouth. She grimaced as if struggling, but soon swallowed with a soft gulp. Hearing that, I pulled back.
"Pffhaa!"
She turned her face away, breathing heavily.
"Mash, I couldn't breathe!"
"You don't have to hold your breath. You can breathe through your nose."
Houan seemed to be taking small breaths to avoid my breath on her face. Beside us, Stella whispered, "I see..."
"My breath might reach Mash..."
"It's fine, right? Do you dislike Mash's breath on you, Houan?"
When I asked, she pursed her lips and blew gently onto my nose. Then she smiled playfully.
"I don't mind. When our tongues touched, I was so surprised—but it felt tingly and good, making my whole body shiver. Next time, Mash, you drink my saliva."
Houan wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned over, and pressed her lips to mine. We tumbled onto the bedding, entangled. She ended up on top, her small tongue forcing its way into my mouth. I swallowed the thick, slippery liquid she poured into me.
"Mash... my mind went completely blank. I can't think of anything."
Her fingertip traced my lips. She scooped up the mixed saliva—now impossible to tell whose it was—and brought it to her own mouth, sucking it slowly. Then her finger reached down toward my lower body. It touched me. The cool sensation made my body jerk. Surprised, Houan pulled her hand back—but then reached out again, gripping my shaft firmly.
"It's strange. But warm..."
She began stroking me up and down, teasing my arousal. Her touch was hesitant, like handling something fragile—but that only heightened my excitement. As I thought this, she peered into my face, studying my expression.
"Doesn't feel good?"
"You can grip a little harder."
The pressure around my penis tightened, and I couldn't help but moan. The pleasure intensified. When her slender fingers stroked the sensitive underside, another moan slipped out.
"Houan, you're too good. Have you done this with someone before?"
Houan shook her head and smiled.
"You and I are connected by the ritual. I can see Mash's color."
"Wait... can you read my mind? Isn't that cheating?"
Was it like Fam's intuition? Having more people who could read my heart so sharply was troubling.
"Mash can see my color too, right?"
Her hand, which had been testing my reactions, now moved with certainty. Her fingers were cool, soft, and slender. The pleasure radiating from my penis spread through my body, turning into an unbearable urge to release.
It annoyed me to be on the receiving end. I ran my fingers over Houan's body, from her mound to the slit beyond. I parted the soft folds, searching for her clitoris.
"Mmm!"
When I touched the small nub, Houan's eyes flew open. I thought I saw a white flash, like sparks, deep in her pupils. I carefully peeled back the hood covering her clitoris and began rubbing it.
The image in her eyes began flickering, resonating within me.
"Kuuh, mmf..."
She arched her back, her body leaping. I could no longer see her eyes. But the image of white fireworks grew clearer in my mind. Not in my brain, not in my heart—when I focused on Houan, I could see it. The stronger my desire, the more it overlapped with my own feelings. I realized this was the 'color' she spoke of. Her intense longing felt as if it were my own—a strange, overwhelming sensation.
"Houan..."
I begged for another kiss, sucking her lips and entwining our tongues.
I laid Houan on her back and positioned myself between her legs. I caressed her sex from her anus to the tip of her clitoris, scooping upward.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Her core was well-lubricated with arousal. Droplets fell onto the blanket, leaving stains. My own member still tingled from her earlier touch. I gripped it and pressed the tip to her entrance. She reached her hand toward me. I intertwined our fingers, and she squeezed back tightly.
"Houan..."
"Mmm."
She closed her eyes, waiting.
"Are you nervous?"
"It's okay. I can feel how strongly Mash desires me."
A soft, wavering white glow floated around me, as if wrapping me in warmth. It spread like mist, then burst like a soap bubble. Nervousness and anticipation. Intense desire, and the embarrassment of being seen. Curiosity about me, confusion about being known. Countless ripples of white, impossible to describe, expanding endlessly.
"I'm going in."
"Mmm..."
I slowly sank the head of my penis into her. It caught slightly, shallowly. Houan's face twisted, and her grip on my hand tightened. Watching her expression, I pushed deeper—then felt a soft pop as the membrane gave way. I slid all the way in, to the very depths. Her insides were tight, warm, lined with countless slippery folds that clung to me. I paused, savoring the sensation. But her entire vagina contracted, pulsing as if trying to push me out.
"It's... it's inside. Mash's... something so big is really inside me..."
"Does it hurt?"
Houan frowned slightly, shook her head, then wrapped her legs around my waist, holding me in place.
"I can feel Mash enjoying it. Move however you like."
When I gently rocked my hips, Houan let out a soft moan—"Mmm!"—that could have been pleasure or pain. Probably both, rushing through her like waves. Just as I could predict her emotions from her 'color,' she could likely read my heart too. As I thought that, she raised a finger and lightly poked my nose.
"I can tell how you feel just by looking at your face, Mash. You look so happy..."
I tried to smile wryly, so I moved my hips. She moaned again, her voice now slightly wetter, sweeter. Wanting to hear more, I began thrusting—faster, harder. I released our intertwined fingers and ran my hands over her body. I traced her slightly rounded breasts, then paid her back for earlier by circling her areolas and pinching her nipples.
Beside us, Stella clutched the phone, staring intently at our entwined bodies. To show her, I unwrapped Houan's legs, lifted one over my shoulder, and thrust deep. Then I sat her up slightly and pounded her from behind. Stella stared, frozen—but one hand had slipped between her own legs. Her fingers glistened, damp and shiny.
"Aaahhh, Mash... aah, aaaaahhh..."
Houan's pain seemed overwritten by pleasure. She moaned deliriously, pressing her face to mine. Her lips were messy with tears and saliva. But her cuteness was untouched. A surge of affection rose in me. I sucked the lips she offered.
I was losing control too. I wanted to pour out the overwhelming surge dominating my body—this desire could no longer be contained.
Keeping my penis inside, I turned her to face me.
"Mash... Mash..."
She called my name in a dazed, sultry voice. I answered the invitation, tangling my tongue with hers, thrusting with my hips. Her hands wrapped around my back, nails digging in. Even that pain was pleasure. I thrust wildly.
"Ah, ah, ah, Mash, my head... my head's going blank..."
Each powerful thrust made her body leap. I held her down and thrust harder.
"Mash, I... I can't... mmh, kuhnn!"
"Houan, me too!"
Houan curled her body, waiting. I gripped her hips firmly and drove my penis deep into her core. Then I released all my pent-up passion into her womb.
"Mmmfaaaaaaaahhhhh!"
My semen surged through my urethra, flooding into her deepest depths, filling her uterus. I panted heavily, surrendering to the waves of pleasure.
Even after the climax passed, my penis remained inside her. The sensation of being wrapped in soft warmth was pleasant.
"Mash..."
She gave me a drowsy, dreamy look. I pulled her close and kissed her lightly.
Then I turned to Stella. For some reason, she was staring at me, dazed.
"Now it's Stella's turn."
"M-m-my turn?!"
She flinched, her shoulders twitching.