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Breathing deeply, savoring every particle of the feminine scent that Rinka expelled in her state of pleasure.
Javier leaned further down until his head was between her trembling thighs, which she held in a submissive position to be fucked to the depths of her being.
—Nnnha! Time-out! Let me catch my breath! Or else I'll go crazy, Onii-chan!—.
No longer in control of her own body, she felt every caress that ran down her legs to her buttocks, returning to the same path, repeating it over and over again until it became irritating, as it didn't satisfy her growing pleasure.
There was no power of supplication other than the longing for more in her honeyed words filled with frustration. Javier, after feeling the stickiness of his neck and playing with Rinka's thighs with his breath and tongue, playfully said,
—Sweet with citrus notes, ehehe—.
—Don't laugh so hard!—.
She barely held back the moan the caresses provoked in her, to save some of her dignity as a woman, since for someone with so much experience, being put in such a vulnerable position was humiliating.
Even so, the erotic moans did not cease, but rather increased in volume, as the kisses, licks, bites, and hickeys made their way onto the inner thighs soaked with the love juice that never stopped.
Likewise, his hands moved slowly up her front. Touching the pleasant skin with just his fingertips, he would stop and take a little longer to move up with each strong stimulus from Rinka, causing Rinka to clench her teeth to stop the spasms caused by the kisses and caresses that moved slowly but steadily upward.
Reaching the base of her thighs, Javier's hands ran over that sweaty strip and reached the V zone, being able to notice how hot it was, unlike other parts of her body.
Javier, no matter how much he licked, leaving Rinka's thighs clean, the thick liquid descended from that small hypnotic opening, full of beauty comparable to the blossoming of a flower.
-No ♡, no ♡, no♡, no♡, control yourself Rinka♡, don't fall for his game♡! This is no different from those days full of pleasure, I've already been through that and it won't be this time!-.
—Ugh! aaaaaaahhhh♡♡♡♡♡♡♡!!—.
Unable to maintain her consciousness and strength, Rinka howled like a dog in heat, abandoning the image she wanted to maintain.
Convulsing the small female body, the hip that moved lasciviously, letting out semi-transparent jets, hitting Javier's chest, bathing him in the most intense orgasm that Rinka had ever dreamed of without a penis or toy being inserted into her and without stimulation on her breast and vagina.
Po!
Sounding as if something had come unstuck, Javier licks his lips with his tongue and sees his top fall completely inert onto the bed, barely keeping his hips raised a few inches from the mattress.
Unable to blame Rinka, who had never experienced such an extreme orgasm before, Javier proudly looked at the mark he had made on her.
Right on the perineum, a small space where the vagina and anus meet, there was a huge hickey that stood out against the white skin of the area; it stretched from the lower vulva of the labia to the warts on the anus.
—Hehehe, now yes, thanks for the food—.
Javier announced as his stomach growled.
Putting Rinka's unconscious body, still trembling from the orgasm, into a more comfortable position, Javier carefully placed a pillow around her waist and continued to open her legs in an "M" shape.
Looking at Rinka's face that contained snot, saliva that rolled down her cheeks, sweat that made her hair stick to her forehead, cheeks and white eyes looking back.
Finding it a masterpiece to see a woman's face in that state, Javier stopped looking and focused on what he had to do.
Getting between her spread legs, Javier looked at her completely soaked pussy. Javier, to get a better understanding and not overwhelm his partner further, lay down on the soaked mattress, smelling a pleasant aroma that would make many reconsider going to bed again.
—Mmm♡♡—.
Moaning a little, Rinka's hips trembled, as did her legs still sore from the strong orgasm.
Still, Javier first kissed the small erect bean that the hood had left behind, to look down at the small hole where the pussy was.
—Ah♡♡♡—.
Reacting to the feeling of Javier's tongue entering her tiny orifice.
Rinka, who thought she was still finished with a blissful orgasm that had left her mind dazed and her body numb, woke up abruptly.
—!!♡♡♡, w-what is-this♡♡♡, incredible, rincible…. no, no, no♡♡♡, stop♡♡♡, you'll make Rinka useless♡♡♡… muaaaaaa♡♡♡♡!!!.
Screaming with pleasure that made her feel, like something entered and stirred every corner of Rinka's pussy.
Shaking her head at the pleasure that was eating at her brain, her body convulsed, her back arched creating a beautiful arc and her long legs wrapped around Javier's head, trapping her small erect clitoris in his nose, causing another orgasm, one after the other.
Rinka could feel it as if a cat's tongue was licking every corner of her pussy, capturing every tiny bit of pleasure she felt. Her head went blank, just thinking about that sensation of being licked like no one had ever done before in her life, not even in the strongest sex, feeling how a new door to pleasure had opened, something made her scream even louder.
—Aaaaaaaaaaa♡♡♡♡♡…!!!—.
This time taking her in his arms just as her legs were around his head, Javier lifted Rinka's waist, sitting down as he sank his mouth deeper into her convulsing pussy.
Feeling as if a paintbrush were tickling the entrance to her uterus, as if asking for permission, Rinka, feeling her body obedient, opened the door to the nursery. That sensation of being completely trapped in her womb spread throughout her body, reaching a new level of pleasure.
Grasping Javier's hair tightly, her legs tightening, so he wouldn't leave.
Feeling like thousands of feathers tickling the walls of the uterus and not the same feeling of apprehension when a penis pressed from below.
—Shi!♡♡, shi!♡♡♡, mattt!!♡♡… don't you become!!♡♡♡… ahs get rid of Rinka's uterus!!!♡♡♡, myolate Yinka's uterus!!!♡♡♡♡… Oni-tan, oni-tan…!!!♡♡♡—.
Out of her mind, with a lustful smile that an 11-year-old girl shouldn't have.
Rinka was beside herself, feeling how the warmth of being a toy in her own uterus spread to her fallopian tubes.
—¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!—.
Being a scream of silence, Rinka's body contorted, stretching to the maximum to faint.
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Hearing from the laymen how the water fell, along with a melodious sound, and with it each time he regained consciousness.
Noticing that she had woken up, Javier spoke to her.
—Mm?, the sleeping plant princess woke up.
—... no, don't call me a vegetable princess, you idiot—.
—Ahahaha, how are you feeling? Do you find any discomfort?
Still dazed, not knowing what was happening, with her throat sore, Rinka looks at her reflection in the glass that separates the shower from the bathroom.
Sitting on Javier's lap, his soapy hands ran over her body. She could already see that he'd touched her bust, shoulders, armpits, stomach, and belly, and now he was cleaning between his fingers.
—When did it happen?—.
—It's about half past seven, although if it weren't for my help, you would have stayed to sleep for half the day, ehehehe, auch—.
Javier exaggerated, since Rinka's limbs still felt heavy, so the blow with his elbow to the rib shouldn't have hurt.
Feeling the warm water running over her body, she closed her eyes, letting it fall on her face, while Javier washed her hair with different products.
—¡¡¡!!!—.
—Sorry, I got soap in your eye, let me rinse it out.
He said immediately taking Rinka's chin and lifting it up and they finally looked into each other's eyes.
-It's not that…-.
—What a relief, if that had happened I would have to use my tongue to stop it from burning.
Jumping up, seeing Javier's tongue moving playfully, a numbness in Rinka's stomach made her remember what happened in bed.
Blushing in the same humiliated way for showing an appearance unbecoming of her, she couldn't help but feel how her thighs twisted, making her covet once again that feeling that took her to a new pleasure.
-I hate you!-.
—sho, wait, stop, you might fall, aaaaaaaa!!—.
Both falling to the cold, wet floor, Javier looked at Rinka, who didn't care about the pain, sitting on his stomach with her vagina once again sticky from their lovemaking.
Watching her breathing raggedly, her chest rising and falling along with two small buds that at their apex had erect nipples that seemed to hurt and require attention.
—I know I'm the hentai God, but Rinka, you should know that the body has a limit—.
—Fool! Fool! Fool! What a trick!...—.
Covering his face from Rinka's weak blows, Javier took the two small fists and looked at Rinka's face as it went from shame, indignation, lust, and once again shame.
—Don't you ever dare do that to me again!—.
—Ehhhh, but you loved it, why not?—.
—... I won't say it was an unforgettable experience... But now it's forbidden! I can't let that tongue sully women's dignity, you'll make them nymphomaniacs if you're not careful!—
-But…-.
—No problem, from now on you're forbidden from doing that to any woman in the world. If it weren't me, and you did it to an innocent woman who barely knows what it's like to immerse herself in pleasure, she'd be devastated, never able to have sex without remembering how your tongue…—
'smile'
—... Don't laugh!!—.
—!, be careful with that bite—.
He said hurriedly, barely stopping a few feelings from Rinka's nose and white teeth.
—I understand… well, since I can't do it with anyone, that's all that's left…—.
Her body first responded to the wicked smile that licked its lips with extreme care, and Rinka's waist convulsed as if that naughty tongue had touched her vulva.
Chuckling as she watched her gasp and the sensation of something sticky and warm slowly spread in her stomach, Rinka couldn't stop her body from reacting that way as she remembered every touch on her legs; the kisses, the bites that still remain marked on the girl's pale skin.
Sitting down, Javier grabs her buttocks and back, placing them face to face, letting the skin speak first.
—...ah♡—.
A small moan escaped as Javier moved up her back, across the nape of her neck, and brushed her long, damp hair.
—After having her, you never let your hair grow again, you always wore it short, until the day you died…—.
Feeling his breath in her ear as his hair slid through Javier's fingers, Rinka rested her chin on his shoulder, and as if remembering the past, a tinge of sadness appeared in her eyes.
—You should know why by now… That idiot, a fool, went crazy. He's not even good enough to be a man or a lover. He insisted so much on admitting that daughter was his while he cast me aside, just like his real daughter. Hmph, I preferred to leave that house and city before seeing my family again. While I focused on my university studies, I worked in a mid-to-high-end brothel in another city, and that's how I paid for my life. Of course, not everything turned out well, even though I did a lot to raise her. He despised me when he found out how she got the money, moving in with my parents and leaving me just like her father, who is incapable of overcoming a life problem.
—Yes, and even with so many pleas and explanations from you, I don't listen to reason, despising you even more for your past. In the end, you moved out of the country to live in Mexico, where you were hired as a brothel manager because of your experience and profession as a business administrator.
—I made good money, I didn't have to worry about anything, and I lived a good life.
I proudly state, leaving aside the fact that he died in the early morning from a stroke.
—Ehehehe—.
—What's so funny to you?—.
Having a feeling he'd say something that would really upset her, Rinka narrowed her eyes, giving her a serious look, one that had made girls tremble at its indifference and contempt, even if they were women.
—You are the second oldest person here in the mansion—.
—...Die!—.
The slap resounded, Rinka came out of the shower in a daze.
—What a character, and I thought it wouldn't affect him anymore if I talked about his age.
He said, touching his cheek printed with the shape of Rinka's hand.
Leaving the bathroom without covering her bottom, which had been recovered, no different than any man's. Entering the girl's bedroom, Javier saw her small back leaning forward and her arms reaching back to fasten her champagne-colored bra.
—...!, now that you try—.
Not bothered by Rinka's surly attitude, Javier fastened her bra and took the matching panties out onto the bed.
—Trying to help, but I can't.—
—It's weird... I've been with more men who are desperate to take my clothes off than help me put them on.
—Ahahaha—.
-... What time is it?-.
She asked, lifting one of her long, slender legs, revealing the femininity of that pubic area, still remembering both, like the streamers and the touch of hands on the smooth skin.
Neither of them speaking, but listening to each other's breathing, Rinka blushed and lifted her other leg. She moved up slowly, not too fast, but not too slow either, following with her eyes how the fabric tightened to cover her vagina and highlight the shape of her buttocks. Touching the softness of her skin, transmitting the warmth they both remembered.
Chu.
—Mm—.
Unable to prevent it from escaping from a sudden kiss on the mons veneris, barely covered in pubic hair.
—Are you done?—.
-... Now yes-.
He said, adjusting the panties a little on one of Rinka's buttocks.
—It's 7:08—.
—...?! It's so late!—.
Dressing hurriedly, Javier watched her leave wearing only short shorts, a minimalist t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers.
—Well, it's also time to get ready for breakfast.
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While some were still running around the Valderrama mansion; Rinka, Sayaka, Yuuna, and finally, Javier.
—If you have something to ask, ask…—.
He said now, unable to bear Sayaka's gaze.
—Why ask questions… if your body reveals everything—.
Having more life experience than Sayaka herself, he could sense in the indifferent tone various emotions that he could only swallow down.
Having fun watching her act like this, he touched her neck, collarbone, chest, stomach, and he could have continued touching her body, but since he was running, he didn't.
Sayaka, red as a tomato, stumbled, falling face first onto the ground.
—... Why are you acting like this? Aha, ehehehe, how naughty Onee-chan, so you already miss... No, I don't think so, maybe you imagined the feeling at the moment when his hands run over every corner of your body... That he bites, sucks and, in the end, when you feel like you've reached heaven... his tongue running over every corner of your uterus leaves...—.
—!—.
—Saka Onee-chan!—.
Coming out of her stupor, Sayaka, whose whispers from Rinka were still echoing in her mind, stood up, while looking at Shio running worriedly.
—Are you okay, Saka Onee-chan? Does anything hurt?—.
—... I'm fine, apparently I didn't get scratched or hurt.
Watching her fake a carefree smile at Shio, Rinka sighed, watching her stand up and brush the dirt off her clothes.
"I doubt he'll accept her again. Javier Onii-chan now sees her with a simple girl who can have sex for free, without feelings. And now we see a Sayaka regretting her decision... I can't deny that feeling that kind of pleasure makes you want to repeat it."
—Rinka Onee-chan, does your stomach hurt?—.
—Hey, nothing hurts, I'm fine.
—Seriously, but you've been rubbing your stomach for a while, I thought it hurt.
—Ahahaha…—.
Stiff in his laughter, Javier, who was running past an exhausted Yuuno catching her breath, looked at them, but continued on his way.
"What a fake smile Rinka's having. What's happened? Well, I don't think it's that big of a deal."
—... I'm done, I'll go take a bath—.
—Can I come in with you Saka Onee-chan—.
—Sure, let's go in together—.
-Yeah!-.
—Stop that abandoned dog attitude that doesn't suit you, when it was your own attitude that caused all this... Ahh, let me give you some advice.
Shio, who had already rushed to Yuuna to tell her she was going to bathe with Sayaka, who hadn't moved upon hearing Rinka speak. With her hands on her hips, she said to her.
—Once a man pigeonholes you, it's impossible to get out of that box. Now, he's simply stopped seeing you as a woman and nothing more than an acquaintance, or friend, at best. Compliments and affection are mere formalities. What you can do now is wait, and while you're at it, try to improve yourself as a person and a good bitch who would open her legs no matter the time or place.
—... Because you don't tell me to give up.
—For God's sake, Saya-chan. If you haven't noticed, the more you tell a woman to give up, the more she becomes stubborn, turning a deaf ear to any help or advice, until she hits rock bottom. I assure you that many are willing to sacrifice their youth, health, and everything in their path just to be by their man's side without being able to see anything else. I've seen it and I'm living that experience... Whether he's a drug addict, a cheater, a beater, an alcoholic, a hardened gambler, or a good-for-nothing.
Afraid to turn around and see what face Rinka was making now when she heard her say it.
Noticing that solitary but slender back, he shook his head and continued running for the remaining laps.
—!... ahhh, what the hell am I doing?—.
—Saka Onee-chan hurry up!—.
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—Make yourself comfortable and relax—.
—Do I just sit?—.
Nodding, Yuuna sits down with her legs crossed.
—Don't be nervous—.
—Y-yes.
—Ahahaha… give me your hands—.
—My hands, what for?—.
—Since this is your first time, I need to guide you. I'll transfer a third of a thousandth of a fraction of it. This energy will circulate throughout your body until it returns to me again; that's one complete revolution. After that, it's up to you to gather the arcane energy in the air and circulate it, the more revolutions you can achieve, the better.
—... There's no need to store it—.
"Of course you have to store it, but to do that, you must first reach a stage where you must gather arcane energy, just like breathing. To do that, I'll teach you a breathing technique and an exercise that will help strengthen your body. Without further explanation, let's begin."
—Y-yes, I'm in your care—.
Liking Yuuna's attitude, he sat on the ground in front of her, holding her hands.
Rough, but with the delicacy of a woman, Yuuna, for her part, could feel the robustness of having a man's hands, for the first time, in her hands.
-So warm, even though it's been a while, but my dad's hands were just as big, a little calloused, but just as comforting-.
—Close your eyes… exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale…—.
Learning from his first mistake, he synchronized their breaths before transferring a crumb of arcane energy into Yuuna's body.
—Ugh!, aha, ah, ahm, wh-what is this… c-can't breathe, it hurts—.
—Yuuna, exhale, inhale, don't worry, nothing bad will happen, I'm here—.
Listening to Javier's reassuring words, Yuuna continued even though she felt like she was drowning.
—W-it's burning, it's hot, stop, please, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to burn myself—.
—Everything is okay… feel my hands—.
—ghjm… cold…—.
Javier had already anticipated symptoms from being in close contact with arcane energy, since as a safety measure from the beginning the Sanctuary protected mortals such as Rinka, Sayaka, Rinka, Asahi, Yuuna as well as the members of the programming club and their families from suffering poisoning from abundant arcane energy.
On the other hand, mages like the mercenaries Mantiz, Yuuko Asai, Ryuto Miyake, and Lola, who had time, would suffer from the poisoning, which caused their arcane nodes and veins to implode, only had to press a few pressure points on their veins.
Circulating the arcane energy in Yuuna's body, coming from the core of the star she absorbed since becoming the Hentai God.
Watching how she sweated soaking her blouse and moaned from the pain caused by the energy in Yuuna's body.
"Mmm, there are many more impurities than I expected. I thought the massages would alleviate the problem, but I see it's only a placebo effect. Even so, Yuuna's constitution is a common one, she won't get very far without help. But why does she suffer?" I understood that when Rinka and Sayaka transferred this amount to them, it had a trace of my energy and the core of the revolted star, giving it in a state of excitement. Now with Yuuna, I'm giving it in small quantities... The only thing that comes to mind is that, thanks to the minimum in the environment and the unused generations, it has degenerated, making it so that in the near future magicians will no longer be born, even in families with history like the Asai or Ryuto."
Without taking his attention away from how the arcane energy circulated at a snail's pace, making its way through the ancient channels of arcane veins.
-It hurts!! It hurts! Why does it hurt so much? No one told me it hurt so much! When will this pain end?! I want it to end already!
Very similar to how your leg falls asleep due to poor circulation, this was 10 times worse, as Yuuna felt like something had passed inside her body, intensifying the tingling pain.
Javier stared at the human in front of him, baring his teeth to resist the pain, his face sweaty and greasy, his nails, which he always kept short, now digging into his palm.
Impressing her will, or rather, the attitude that motivated her, though it wasn't difficult to tell. It took a few minutes that for Yuuna were a constant torment of pain. Withdrawing the arcane energy from Yuuna's convulsing body, she would almost fall if not for Javier's help.
"Aha, aha, aha, I'm finishing you."
-Good job-.
—... No... I want to go through that again...—.
—I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but it never occurred to me that something like this could happen.
—... What are you trying to say?—.
—The degeneration of the arcane veins was not foreseen… From what I noticed, next century there will no longer be arcane mages born who can train.
—So why did I do this?—.
Disappointed to hear Javier's truth, which she had no doubt was true or not. Laughing, she pushed him to sit up straight, since she had been in Javier's arms the whole time.
Realizing it too late, she blushed like a boiled tomato.
—I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! But what did I do...? I'm sorry, Mr. Javier, I got you dirty with my sweat.
—It's just a little thing, don't let that bother you. Now, why don't you tell me how you feel?
Recomposing her shy demeanor to a more confident one, she looked at her hands and body, but her face said she didn't feel any different.
—Close your eyes and try to remember the feeling—.
Frowning as she tried to recall the first sensation of the abundant energy that had left her, the heat that burned the flesh of her body, and the suffocation that made it hard to breathe. She was sure that if she hadn't listened to Javier's every word and taken care of him, she could have died in that suffocating energy.
—... Aha, aha, I-I can't—.
—Ok… let's do it again—.
—Hey! A-again?—
"This time, there won't be any pain. Since I forced the awakening of the arcane vein, you won't have to go through the same thing. Let's just say I'll act as a magnet."
-Magnet?.
—Think of it this way, the arcane energy in the environment is iron, I'm the magnet that will attract it, and you collect it. Easy.—
—Let's do them—.
—That's how you talk.
Holding hands once more, Javier, instead of rushing, cast "heal" on Yuuna's body for any hidden injuries by forcing open the arcane veins.
Yuuna's body glowed faintly, the expression of fear of experiencing that pain once again disappeared as she felt a warm pleasure envelop her, leading her to sleep.
—Let's begin—.
Drawing her back to reality, Yuuna concentrated to feel once more.
Javier did the bare minimum to help Yuuna feel the arcane energy. He looked at her before looking down and seeing where their hands intertwined and where the energy had been drawn to make it easier for her.
-If with this you are still not able to attract the arcane energy into your body, then I will not be able to help you-.
Yuuna, who didn't know she was being judged, continued to focus on her hands that seemed to have been dipped in warm water.
"Why can't I do it!" No matter how hard I concentrate, I can't get it to move. What did Mr. Javier say he was like? Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth, and concentrate, just like molding clay.
—!... Phew, he did it—.
Watching with his God-like eyes, a strand the size of a hair was separated from the great mass and began to circulate through the arcane veins without any setback, other than its slowness and clumsiness.
The journey of that small thread lasted several minutes before it dissolved, escaped, and returned to the environment.
—I'm dying! This is... exhausting!... How difficult!—.
Exhausted, she lets herself fall backward.
—Good work, you've managed to manipulate and extract arcane energy from the environment, how do you feel?—.
—Tired… my head is heavy and I feel very sleepy—
Looking at her, sleepy, answering in whispers, Javier puts his finger on Yuuna's sweaty forehead as she breathes heavily.
—Ueh…—.
—Now, how do you feel?—.
—I have nothing left, I'm fine, I feel like I can run a marathon and not get tired.
—Hehe, I'm glad to hear it, now, Yuuna—.
—Y-yes, Mr. Javier!—.
"Go take a shower and change your clothes. You can stay the way you are, as it's a sight to behold. But it would be very mean of me if you caught a cold."
Unable to utter a word, her face turns crimson red, realizing that with all the sweating she had done, her short-sleeved blouse was sticking to her figure, allowing her to see the outline of her bra.
—Mr. Javier Pervert!!—.
Covering her chest, she escaped to the Valderrama mansion.
—Just look at her, she even knows how to raise her voice and give good compliments to people, how they grow.