Chapter 1 The Tale of the Cum Thief (18+)

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"I'm c-cumming!"

Pshuuu... ♡ Ploop-plop ♡ Psshh-psshh ♡ Ploop ♡

"Mmmf! ♡ ...Mm ♡ Mmmm ♡ Mm ♡ Mm ♡ Mmph ♡"

That was my third ejaculation today.

Sperm produced by my testicles traveled through the ducts and urethra before being released into Maria's mouth. All three loads were safely deposited in her stomach.

She had taken so much that if she shook her body, she could feel the sticky fluid sloshing around inside.

Without recovery magic doping, three times in a row was about my limit. With breaks in between, I could probably continue further. Or using magic would let me resume immediately. But there was no need for any of that.

"That's enough already."

"Really? More! I want to serve you some moreee!"

"It felt wonderful, but let's stop there for now."

"Buttt..."

She wants to be useful to me.

That is undoubtedly part of her true feelings, but it isn't the primary reason dominating her thoughts. Purely, she just desires to continue having sex—she wants to satisfy her own urges. However, I refrain from pointing that out.

Instead, I gently stroke her hair.

"Ahhh... ♡" Her eyes narrow with pleasure at my touch.

From this angle alone, she looks like the epitome of an adorable young woman. But in reality, it's quite disturbing.

With her face buried between my legs, she continues narrowing her eyes and nuzzling against my crotch. She seems intent on inhaling as much of the intensified scent after ejaculation, pressing her face deep into my hairy groin.

Witnessing this scene makes me want to scream, questioning how anyone could claim they're doing all this solely for my sexual release. No matter how one looks at it, it appears Maria is engaging in these acts because she genuinely wants them herself.

"I understand..." After stroking her hair for some time, she finally acquiesced.

But that's all she said. Her face remained buried between my legs. I pretended not to notice her taking deep breaths, but did she really think I wouldn't catch on?

Honestly, maybe even I didn't want to stop her. She might have sensed that and thought she could get away with it.

Well, technically, she was right.

She seemed rational enough not to start licking me, but unfortunately, her breathing sounded labored.

The sight of this beautiful girl burying her face in my crotch, inhaling deeply the scent of my cock...

It was utterly degrading yet absolutely fantastic.

I felt tempted to make a move on her right then, but I managed to resist.

Laying hands on her while she was under the influence (of possession by a Succubus) would be taboo. Just a little longer. It wouldn't be much more time before I received what I needed from them.

"Change your clothes and let's go to bed."

"Yes...♡...I will wash our clothes myself!"

"Great, thank you."

"Heh♡"

She's even started referring to herself as "a-ta-shi" instead of her usual pronouns.

That's how eagerly she latched onto the word laundry. Even after obtaining what she truly desired, I guess this is still important to her.

The next day, just as promised, she washed both my and the priest's clothes. Well, yes, she did wash them. Past tense.

"Ahh...♡ Ahh...♡ Ahh...♡ AHHH...♡♡"

Hidden under my transparent cloak, I watched her closely.

"Father's underwear... So smelly ♡ Soooo smelly ♡♡"

Ever since we began engaging in sexual activity (limited only to fondling), my underwear has been coated with sticky semen. Naturally, it would be. Who could stay flaccid while touching such a beautiful girl's body right before their eyes? Pre-cum dried on my crotch, too, inevitably leading to some spillage afterward.

And ever since she started "helping" me with blowjobs, there's been even more semen clinging to my underwear.

In other words,

The smell of my undergarments has intensified significantly.

Apparently, sexual desire has its own separate appetite.

Even if I'm satisfied by her fake caresses and fellatio, the urge to sniff those odors is always bubbling up inside me. Hypnotic magic truly knows no bounds...

There may be a difference between smelling directly at someone's crotch versus inhaling the scent from their stained underwear.

Some sexual preferences can only be understood by the person who experiences them. For instance, while freshly laundered panties hold no interest for me, I get excited by ones Maria just took off. In cases like this, it's probably best to remember that everyone's kinks are different—and that's okay.

But enough about all that.

"Mmph ♡ Mmm ♡ Nnnh ♡ Snnn ♡...Hng ♡ Phewww ♡♡"

There's no time to dwell on such thoughts.

Right now, enjoying watching Maria sniff my dirty underwear is my top priority.

"Haah... ♡ Haaah... Father... ♡ It stinks! ♡ So horribly smelly! ♡ You naughty man... You're so bad...!"

Maria has turned my pants inside out.

Before, when she was secretly sniffing them, she always stuck to the outer fabric. But at this point, all rationality has left her. Now she's properly flipping them inside out and inhaling directly from where they touched my crotch, pressing the cloth firmly against her nose.

Doing that means sticky semen adheres to her nostrils.

It invades her senses relentlessly.

Some perverts wear stolen underwear, but you could say Maria is just one step shy of that level.

The only reason she doesn't do it herself is because it hasn't occurred to her yet, but if I taught her about it, there's no doubt she would follow suit. Maybe I should have her search for some erotic books with those kinds of scenes...

"N-no! Nooo! St-stoooop!" She shakes her head frantically as she protests.

At first, I assume she's just so absorbed by the smell, but my understanding is shallow indeed.

Maria's desires have advanced even further.

"Ahhhhh... ♡"

—Lloooooong lick... ♡

She licked them.

She licked those panties.

"Ohhhhh ♡♡ Mmmph! Ahhnnn ♡♡"

A beautiful girl was licking underwear stained with male semen.

She extended her tongue and licked it crudely.

I can't take this anymore.

I'm gonna tackle her down. Yes, that's what I'll do. And now for the big leap—whew! Grrrrowl!

My transparent cloak may silence my footsteps, but it doesn't eliminate all noise.

If Maria weren't so engrossed in her perverted act, she would've noticed me for sure, considering how close I am, writhing around after taking a hard hit to the groin.

Thank you, My Southpaw.

That well-timed kick really saved my sanity. But couldn't there have been another way?

"Sllluuurp... ♡nnnslurrrp... ♡sllluuuurp... ♡mmmm ♡sooo good... ♡mmm ♡no! ♡stop, stop! ♡nnnsluuuurp... ♡!"

By the time I regained consciousness, not only was she licking me—she had started sucking my underwear.

Since it's daytime now, she's wearing her nun's habit. Aside from her curvy figure, this is still an unprecedented sight: a devoutly beautiful young sister hungrily slurping on a man's pants behind the church.

"Mmmmm ♡♡ Mm ♡ Mmmmm...!! ♡♡ ...Ohhh ♡♡"

My body spasmed violently.

I've already climaxed just from being licked and sucked like that.

Finally, it seems her depraved behavior might be coming to an end.

"Father, I... ♡I have to ask Father for moreee... ♡♡"

Who would've thought?

I can't tell whether she wants to calm down or get even hotter, but before she stumbles back toward the church, I decide to hurry home.