Chapter 39 – Part 1 Hunter – Minerva (1)

A VIP room on the 3rd floor of the Guild Headquarters.
This is the space introduced by Olivia, the quest receptionist. It is a guild facility that can only be used by VIP level 7 or higher, and I, who is level 10 VIP, was given a private room.
The bed and sofa are equipped with a small shower room, and soundproofing and security are perfect. It’s like a room made just for me.

This service is always free! I am amazed at the VIP preferential policy. If it was unpaid, what would you have done because you were unfair?

“Hurry…!”

When I entered the room and locked the door, Minerva stomped on her ankles as if she could not stand it any longer.

“Quick, take it out!”
“Huh? Where are you asking for something?”
“…Ugh…”
“I don’t know if I don’t tell you more.”
“Don’t play around! Hurry up! Get out!!”

…I was thinking of making embarrassing words come out of Minerva’s mouth, but Minerva seems to be in much more haste than I thought. 10% shame and 90% anger.
I had no choice but to give up and put her to bed.

“Boo…”

Minerva was okay with lying down on the bed, but seemed to resist the action that followed.
To get the rotor out of her, you have to expose her precious place. And I’ll stick my finger in it and stir to get the rotor out.
Even if various injustice accidents occur in the process, there is nothing we can do about it. Yes. It is unavoidable.

I sat down next to Minerva on the bed and put my hand under her skirt. Minerva closed her eyes tightly.
When the skirt was lifted up slightly, white thighs were revealed, and when the skirt was lifted up a little more, the bewitching pink panties were revealed. The panties were soaked with moisture and looked darker than their original color. The unabsorbed juice was sticking to the inside of her thighs.

When I saw the sight, I was amazed. Pure white thighs and wet underwear. Contrast between purity and adultery. Isn’t this already an art in itself?
I don’t know about art, but rather than hanging a picture on the wall, I want to leave a picture of Minerva now and hang it up. And I want to see you every morning and evening. There was something about it that aroused my feelings.

I want to enjoy this feeling a little more. But if you just watch it indefinitely, you’ll get angry again.

Swallowing my regrets, and at the same time looking forward to the sights I will see, I put my fingers on both edges of my panties and slowly lower them. Minerva flinched at my touch, but did not resist. In other words, this is an act that is being done under agreement.

When she lowered her panties, her thin red pubic hair was exposed first. Her pubic hair, wet like dewy grass, clung calmly to her most delicate flesh.

If you lower your panties a little further, there is a cracked valley below. Originally, the secret place that should be thoroughly hidden is revealed only to me. Seeing and touching this is a privilege that only I have.

“It’s really beautiful, Minerva.”
“…That’s okay, so please take it out quickly…”
“Then Minerva, open your legs.”
“Eww…”

At my words, Minerva put on a disapproving expression but quietly spread her legs shoulder-width apart. But this is not the attitude I want.

I held her up on the back of her knees to make her legs into an M shape.
This is a posture in which the entirety of Minerva’s private parts is completely exposed.

“Oh oh…”

A place that only accepted my son once in his life. Its shape and color are preserved as it was when I saw it for the first time.

Is Minerva’s well-groomed genitals also degrading as she enters into a relationship with me in the future? The pink flesh is calmly pigmented and turns black, and the quiet labia protrude from the outside. Will it change into such an obscene form?

Looking at Minerva now, I can’t imagine such a sight, but even if that happens, I’m confident that I will love Minerva unconditionally. Until she met me, she was Minerva, a chaste virgin who knew nothing, and if I made her that way, that would be her medal to me as well.

I stroked the wet valley with my hand, anticipating the future development. Minerva bit her lip and held back her shame.

I’d probably die of shame even now. But I hit the chase there.

“Put it open with Minerva’s hand so you can see the inside of the hole.”

I said, poking Minerva’s precious body with her finger.

“Sssss?! That, you don’t need that!”

Of course, you don’t have to do that to remove the rotor.
However, there is an important meaning in what she shows herself, not what I force her to see.

The most secret part of a woman. A place hidden even deeper there. That is where the woman reveals herself to the man. It literally means giving my all.
I can’t express it well in words, but I think it’s one of those ‘lines that a woman shouldn’t cross’. And now I’m telling Minerva to cross that line.

I looked at her with her muteness and urged her to act.

“Ah…”

Her trembling hands move slowly between her legs.
Three fingers each hold the left and right labia and carefully spread them apart.

“I’m sorry…”

The deep crimson flesh she had been hiding was revealed by her hand.
Today, Minerva lost a precious thing in her heart… I felt like I could hear such a narration.

I decided to get close to her face and savor the delicacies she had prepared for me.
A small hole through which you can breathe.
The scent is awesome too. When I got closer to Minerva’s face, I could feel obscene smoke rising from there.
She’s been running around with the rotors in for a while, so it’s no wonder it’s like this. Considering that it emanated from a beautiful girl like Minerva, it felt like a spice, so it was amazing.

“I did it, so take it out quickly…”

Minerva begged in a weeping voice.

“You can see the inside of Minerva very well. It’s a very clean bright red.”
“Really! That’s enough now! Quickly…! Huh!?”

Before Minerva could get mad any further, I stuck my middle finger into the hole Minerva was waiting for.

“I’ll take it out from now on, so hold on to it. If you let go midway, you’ll have to start over.”
“Uh uh uh uh…! Keuheung…!”

The inside of Minerva is warm and slippery. He bites my finger as if he is happy.
The feeling of the lump wrapped around her fingers is pleasant. Vibration was transmitted from the inside, boob-bubb-.
I spin in circles with my middle finger in the shallows of the hole.

Haha! What are you doing!”
“It’s to open the way to make it easier to get out. In its current state, it’s too narrow to pull out.”

For once, spit out a moderately plausible word. However, the movement of the fingers does not stop.
Carefully stroke the interior of Minerva evenly, taking care not to injure your fingernails even by accident. This is the basic preparation to make Minerva remember her pleasure in her vagina and to make her hurt a little less when I put my son in it. You shouldn’t let her think about being sick.

Minerva’s vaginal opening is still tight, but it’s roomy compared to the night she broke her virginity. At the time, she was so completely sealed that it would be embarrassing to call it a ‘hole’. I was so excited that I forced myself into it, and it hurt a lot…

Reflection is reflection. So, I plan to put it in after I release it for sure today. It is to instill in Minerva how good the behavior between men and women is to the point where she hates it.
I hope that someday the day will come when Minerva invites you first.

“Ha, ha, ah… Nghah…”

Minerva’s moaning was clearly different from simple pain. I looked at the situation and inserted my ring finger after the middle finger.
Also, 2 of her fingers are still under heavy pressure. But maybe this is just right.

“How is it? Minerva, do you like it here?”
“Wait, stop, oops!”

The superficial part of the vagina, located behind the clitoris. Rub it gently with the belly of your finger. This is the so-called G-spot.
Minerva was holding her wrist with both of her hands, which were opening her own hole. But the power I felt in his hand was too weak to stop my attack.

“Haaaaa…!!”

Minerva looking up at me with her sorrowful face. She seems to hear the voice of her heart begging her to stop. But no man would stop looking at a woman’s face like that.
Without hesitation, I lead Minerva straight to the climax. Jill constricts her fingers as her slim waist jumps.

Minerva’s first vaginal orgasm to be celebrated. I want to preserve it as a mural.

“Ah… Ha… Ah…”

It must have been quite deep, Minerva’s orgasm continued for more than a minute.
Minerva’s breath, which had soared, slowly sank. The hand holding my wrist also loses strength.

“You’ve been patient, Minerva. I’m going to remove the rotor from now on, so bear with me a little longer.”

I stroke her hair with her free hand and wait for her to settle down. Her well-groomed face is littered with sweat and saliva. How can you be so lovely

The pressure on her fingers, which had been inside her vagina, also diminished and gradually returned to normal. Deciding that she has calmed down somewhat, she puts her finger deeper than before. It’s time to get the rotor out.

The hard rotor caught on the tip of the finger digging inward, but it was not easy to hold because the surface was slippery. I carefully move her finger to get the rotor out… Out… Out…?

Reel? Don’t you fall?

“Keuh eung…”

…How come you seem to be getting inside? Are you really not going to fall?
The rotor caught on her fingers and Minerva’s hips struggled a little each time it slipped out of her.

“Hold it properly. As you move, it goes more and more inside.”
“Uuuuu…”

I decided to blame Minerva for the rotor not coming off well.
Then Minerva, admirably, opened it again with her own hands. She gritted her teeth and begged ‘get it out quickly’ with only her eyes. I don’t think it’s the stage to be ashamed of.

After that, the situation that seems to fall out several times, but does not fall out, repeats several times. And really, by the time I pulled it out after twists and turns, Minerva was already exhausted.

“Whew. I barely took it out.”

The rotor was soaked in the thick liquid that came out of Minerva and was shining. I showed Minerva the bubb-bubb-quivering rotor in the palm of her hand.

“Look, Minerva. You got it right. You held it up.”
“Ugh…”

Minerva, in her exhausted state, covered her eyes with both of her arms, as if she didn’t even want to look.

“I must give a reward to Minerva for her patience.”

Click, and turn the rotor half a turn.
The rotor that was vibrating intermittently with a bub b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b b-!! And starts jumping on my hand.

“What, what…?”

The sound surprised Minerva and looked up.
I replied with a refreshing smile.

“From now on, I’m going to put this on Minerva’s here. I think it’ll feel great.”

With her other hand holding the rotor, she gently stroked Minerva’s clitoris.

“Ha, don’t…”

Minerva reflexively covered her own private parts with both her hands. Her pale red face had turned white before she knew it.

I’ve said it many times, but I’m not the one who won’t do it just because I was told not to.
Minerva forcibly removed her hand from covering her target, and aimed the rotor fluttering out of her hand at Minerva’s clitoris, forcibly pressing it with the rest of her palm.

“Aaaaagh!”

Her body restrained Minerva, who struggled and tried to escape. Minerva twisted her limbs and tried her best to free herself, but to no avail.

A savage caress that forcibly beats and drives pleasure. The forced orgasm that led to it.

Was it about 10 seconds or 15 seconds when the rotor was handed over to Minerva?
It is a time that can never be called long, but it may have felt infinitely long to the person concerned.

“Haaaaang!”

As such a short and long time passed, even the strength to resist was lost.
Thinking I had enough, I removed her rotor from her and freed her body as well.

Released from her forced orgasm, Minerva twitched slightly at the afterglow. Her gaze was wandering and the tip of her tongue was sticking out of her gaping mouth.
Minerva spread her body on her bed, devastated as if she had exhausted all her energy. Lovely.

“Ah.”

Then, as if she suddenly realized something, she made such a small noise.

Jorreuk, jorrrr…

From between her legs, a stream of yellow liquid fell onto the bed in an arc.

Is it orange juice?
It was a very impressive scene.

A beautiful girl urinating as if she were going to live on nothing but dew. It is a scene that cannot be seen even if she pays money.

Meanwhile, Minerva stared at her urine, which was coming out against her will.
What is she thinking now?

The second line that a woman should not cross.
Minerva crossed that line again today.

Minerva’s pissing show, which felt longer than she thought, was over.
Her urine, which she bathed in, soaked her bed and made a small puddle on the sheets.
I watched the scene from beginning to end. With the momentum that it’s a waste to even blink.
Crimson eyes filled with tears met my eyes.

“Kuh, black, ugh…”

…Minerva began to cry heartily.
I hurriedly approached and hugged Minerva’s head.

“I’m sorry. Was I too harsh?”
“Ughhhhh…”

I forcibly overlap my lips with Minerva’s crying and swearing lips.
Minerva refuses to kiss her, banging her fists on my chest. But her energy is completely drained. It’s not even easy to get right.
I wiped Minerva’s eyes and whispered in her ear.

“It’s okay. I love the way Minerva pees as well.”
“Please! Please die!”

She was an even more raging Minerva, but she even sagged away from her strength. Thanks to that, I was able to slowly enjoy her lips, which had become unable to resist.

And at that stage, I was already completely undressed. The moment when her son, who had been preparing vigorously from morning, will be active has finally come.