World of Women - World of Women – V5 – Chapter 21
“Thank you, Stoana, for allowing me to enter you and climb your tall peaks!” I waved as the women in front of me screamed in excitement.
When it was done, I walked backstage and shook my head. Who wrote these lines? They were even cringy for a romance novel. The women who paid for my shows seemed to eat it all up though. I didn’t even say anything that sounded that intelligent, but every time a made a sexual comment or I mentioned anything to do with their country, they would cheer with excitement.
My week in Stoana had passed quickly, mostly because after my near-death experience on the peaks, I had remained in the cottage recuperating. This was the first time I had been out of my room in a week. I acted like I had toured all of Stoana and seen so many things, but the resort hotel room was the most I had seen. A doctor was brought in to check on me, meals were brought to me, and security remained stationed outside in a protective barrier. There was even someone stationed outside my window, which was saying something considering I was on the third story.
With healing magic, I had been fully recuperated within three days, but my security was so worried about another incident occurring that they had kept me indoors. That was honestly fine with me. I was feeling exhausted. Vacations were supposed to allow you to relax, but between the shadow people attack, my strange dreams, and the WRA assassination attempt, I felt more exhausted than I had been in years. It didn’t used to be this hard to go out on an adventurer, did it? Maybe I was starting to get a bit old for all of this.
The Stoana delegates were embarrassed that I almost got hurt on their mountain. Of course, it was all covered up and the public didn’t hear about any of it. In exchange, Valiant was given several lasting privileges. I was quite angry at first, not for my own life being threatened, but for my daughter, so I went hard at them and even encouraged Kemala and the ambassadors to squeeze as much out of them as possible. This mostly came in the way of tariffs and trade agreements that leaned heavily in our favor.
I didn’t go too far on Stoana though. At the end of the day, I recognized that Raven had a certain level of blame for what happened. I settled with the trade agreements and a form of apology. Several dignitaries had come to personally apologize, which I accepted as no one got hurt. The one to suffer the most was the ski instructor. She’s the one who was supposed to keep me safe, and when the group lost track of me, she had taken on the heat of a furious government.
She had spent my time recovering locked up, and they were ready to give her capital punishment as a recompense to satiate my anger. That was the point that I cooled down considerably. I wasn’t so angry that an innocent woman needed to lose her life for no reason. The government seemed insistent that she be punished though, and so I did the only thing I could think of. I told them that she had to be my servant for the remainder of the week, where I could vent my anger on her.
The first day she arrived, she was shivering from fear. She was a beautiful woman, blonde and tan with a large chest. She lacked a certain elegance that I had never noticed was rampant among the women I typically bedded. Whether deliberately or by circumstance, most of the women around me were either high class and wealthy or were servants to the high class and the wealthy.
Men were in short supply, so it made sense that only the top women, either by looks or by status, were reserved for me. The vast majority of women went through their lives only seeing men a handful of times. This was why my tour garnered so much excitement. Many of the women who spent money to come were lower- and middle-class girls who just wanted the chance to meet a man. Amaryllis had their citizenship status dependent on child-rearing, but this wasn’t necessarily the same in every country. Some countries had lottery systems, while others only gave men to the super-rich. This was the case for Stoana. The commoners normally had almost no contact with the men.
The ski instructor, a woman by the name of Astrid, was one such commoner. She had gotten the privilege to teach me through luck, but normally she’d never be around a man. She had been coached heavily proceeding me coming, preparing for any eventuality, but that all fell apart when I disappeared. The government officials had it in their minds when I asked for her that I’d be using her as a whipping girl, debasing and abusing her for pleasure until I left. There were certainly men like that in this world and women who were desperate enough to accept it.
However, I had different things in mind for Astrid, who came off as a Swedish model. I didn’t say I was going to let the girl get off without anything. I decided to relax, and since she was my servant, she would be my relaxation partner. I kept her quite busy over that week.
“M-massage?” She asked worriedly shortly after arriving.
“Mm.” I nodded. “Rub me with that warm oil over there.”
I had taken off my shirt and was lying on the bed. It wasn’t like this world didn’t have masseuses, so this wasn’t something that should have been too far from her understanding. Thankfully, Astrid didn’t waste any time or ask any questions. After biting her lip, she quickly got the massage oil.
She put the bottle on the bedside table and tried to figure out what to do with her hands. It was clear that she was an amateur when it came to this kind of thing. For those women who didn’t become lesbians, their mother was the only intimate contact they’d experienced in their entire lives. They never knew the joy of pampering a loved one, because they never had any. It was honestly pretty sad. Of course, some women happily played with each other, but that didn’t appear to be Astrid.
Her face was beet red as she rubbed my back. The warm oil felt amazing, and it felt good to close my eyes and relax. All I could hear was Astrid’s heavy breaths. It sounded like she was trying to keep calm and quiet, but now and then, she’d take a deep breath as if she had been holding it, and I felt the heat tickle my neck. Astrid had an innocent, tender personality, so I planned to enjoy her innocence before I started playing with her more fully. As I grew older, I had fewer opportunities to defile young maidens, and I seemed to enjoy such experiences more.
“Mm… it feels good.” I moaned, causing her to tense slightly.
“R-right,” she said shakily, trying to put more pressure on her movements. “You do seem to have some knots in there. It must have been rough stuck on the mountainside.”
“It did leave me a certain pain.” It was lucky she couldn’t see my face, or she might have seen the dark expression and grown afraid.
“Is that so?” She asked. “Where?”
“You’ll need to rub lower.”
“Here?”
“No, lower.”
“Here?”
“Yes. Much lower.”
“Th-this much?”
“Yeah, you can go a bit lower. Touch my butt.”
“I-is that okay?” She asked worriedly.
“Is that a problem?” I asked.
“No!” She cried out and began to enthusiastically rub down there. “I’ve never touched… down there before.”
She squeezed her legs together, and I knew that she had no clue how her body was reacting to the situation. She had no clue that anything was going on, but women were all the same. They conflated any physical contact for sexual contact. The more contact they had with someone, the more accustomed to that contact they’d become. Since I normalized her touching my butt, she wouldn’t be able to protest when it was my time to touch her butt. I was starting to grow excited, but I wasn’t going to give in. There was still more of the game to enjoy, and I was enjoying the innocence of her nervous fingers rubbing against my ass. I imagined her finger wrapped around my cock.
She finally moved again, starting to do my legs and feet. She seemed to let out a breath of relief as she finally left the embarrassing area, but I knew she was just getting started. After she finished massaging my feet, she stood back. I got up and turned around. As I did so, I lifted the blanket that had been hiding my lower regions.
“Wh-what are you doing?” She cried out as her eyes couldn’t stop but look at my penis.
“Aren’t you going to do the front?” I asked innocently as I gave her plenty of time to see the goods before putting the towel over me like it was all normal.
“Front?” She asked, but then she tightened her lips. “I-I’ll start now.”
She started on my chest. This time, I was facing her, so I could watch her as she rubbed her. Her cheeks were red and she had red cheeks. Being intimate with a man was affecting her mind. Women weren’t that different from men, and women in this world had almost no barrier or resistance when it came to men, so it was even more exaggerated. A single smile would make them blush. As for intimately touching a naked man, a woman’s body would act the same as a man in the same situation. She probably didn’t even know how horny she had become. She was completely unaware that she was wet, that her body wanted my hard dick.
Ah, thinking about it was starting to have an effect. The towel was starting to rise at a peak. She hadn’t noticed yet, so I decided to draw attention to it.
“I have another issue you can take care of. Can you rub lower?” I teased.
She finally moved her hands down, and that’s when she noticed the tent I had made of my towel cover.
“Ah!” She cried out, trying to withdraw her hands.
I grabbed them and pulled them under my towel. As if her body had no control of her own, her hands instantly grabbed onto my shaft. Her face was completely red now, and she had tears in her eyes, but she didn’t let go of it. If anything, she seemed transfixed by my dick.
“Don’t be afraid,” I said calmly. “It’s completely normal for a woman to want to touch this.”
I could tell that she wanted to take her hands away, but she couldn’t. I had done this kind of thing countless times. I was confident to the point that even if lived in my old world, I could probably get the woman to do such naughty things. I began to rub it against her palm, moving my hips to push my cock up through her fingers. The whole time, she was looking at me with fear and lust in her eyes. She didn’t notice, but her nipples were poking out of her white clothes blouse, and her pussy was growing wetter by the second. She was already in the same state that I was, but she was too innocent to realize it.
“Ah!” She cried out when I touched the tip of it with her thumb.
I took my hand away and used it to touch her breasts. She looked as frightened as a startled rabbit. The redness was spreading down her neck.
“You don’t mind, do you?” I asked as I rubbed my hand over her breasts.
“N-no…”
“Good girl,” I said, and she smiled slightly.
The towel had gotten loose from my hard-on, so I pulled it aside, showing her my hard dick with her hands clutching onto it. She looked at my dick like she had never seen such a thing before. She looked as if she was waiting to be told what to do.
“Move your hand up and down.” I encouraged her.
She began to stroke me as I pinched her nipples. It had been too long since I’d played with a virgin. They were always the best. Women were all the same, so there wasn’t any particular technique that worked with each one. All I had to do was do a few things, and they would begin to play with their breasts, playing with their pussy, begging to get fucked, or any number of other things. It was enough to make me lose myself. I decided to test my limits with Astrid, so I grabbed her wrist, making her stop.
“You’re a good girl, Astrid,” I said as she looked at me in confusion.
She still looked as if she was afraid to leave, so I pulled her onto the bed, putting my hands up her skirt where I began to rub her ass.
“Ah!” She cried out as her butt was pulled apart.
She couldn’t escape my fingers. She was completely in my control now. I put my hand on her pussy, feeling how wet she was. I moved it up and down a bit before moving it back to her ass. I pulled her underwear down so I could touch her pussy. As soon as I did, her hips began to wiggle and her body moved with the sensation. Her clit was already swollen as it was brushed up against her underwear. I finally got it down and lifting her skirt, I began to rub her pussy.
“You’ve stopped massaging.” I teased.
“Y-ye-ahhhh!” She agreed, breaking into a helpless moan.
I began to rub her harder and faster, making her moan louder. I was playing with her ass and pussy, a hand on each. Her hips were moving faster and faster, and her fingers were moving along with them as if she couldn’t help but stroke my cock. I put my finger up to her ass, feeling it clench around it. Her pussy was clenching, but I couldn’t tell which part of it was going to give first. It didn’t matter, though.
“I-I-I’m… I’m…” She moaned out, and I knew that she was about to cum.
I didn’t stop or slow down. She began to convulse in pleasure as I finger fucked her pussy and played with her clit, using countless skills. She was much clumsier with her hand job, which was how I was able to outlast her. Her hand stopped as she orgasmed. I pulled my hand away and moved it up her shirt, grabbing onto her bare tit. Her nipples were rock hard, so I pinched them. That was too much for her as she came hard, squirting juices onto my hand and the bed. I pulled my fingers out and brought my fingers up to my nose, sniffing the scent. It was incredibly sweet and intoxicating. My tongue was burning with the urge to taste it. I licked her juices off my hand and smacked my lips.
“Mmm,” I said. “That was great.”
I smiled at her and she looked away from me. She was embarrassed by what she had just done.
“You didn’t cum.” She spoke regretfully.
“Do you think you’re done?” I responded in turn.
She looked at me, then looked down. It was a cute sight, but I wanted to fuck now, so I wasn’t going to go easy on her.
“Aren’t you going to take those off?” I pointed to her clothes.
She blushed even harder. “Please, go easy on me.”
“What are you saying?” I asked. “You’re giving me a massage. Take that oil and put it on your chest.”
“Wh-what?”
“Since you failed with your hands, you can only use your body to massage me,” I responded with a laugh.
Her face was red, but she didn’t resist. She stripped down to nothing, and then grabbed the oil and dripped it all over her tits. Once they shone like a polished stone, she pressed her chest against me. I grabbed onto her ass, lifting her so she could use her legs. She was completely defenseless with her legs spread around my waist. She put her head on my shoulder, hiding her face in the nook.
“This is embarrassing,” she whispered as I put my hand on her ass.
She was clenching, and I could feel her pussy heat up against my shaft. I began to rub my dick up against her slit, pressing it into her clit and rubbing it in circles. I felt her back arch against me as I stimulated her. She moved her hips up and down, moving her body in ways to rub her oiled tits against my chest. I could tell that she was really into it now. She was becoming completely aroused now. Her nipples were stiff, and her pussy was clenching, begging for me to fill it. Her juices were dripping down and I used them as lubricant to slide into her pussy. She had never had anything inside of her before, so it hurt at first, but as I continued to push my cock in, the pain started to be replaced by pleasure.
I moved my hips forward and then backward, sliding in and out of her tight pussy. Her hips were moving to match me as if she couldn’t control them. She was biting her lip and I was biting her ear. The pleasure was so intense, and we both wanted to keep going. We were moving our bodies against each other. It was amazing. She continued to rub her tits all over my body oiling me with her boobs even as her pussy massaged my cock. It was the epidemy of a full-service massage.
Her pussy was wet and tight, which was great, but it was starting to feel too good, and I didn’t want to finish first. I gave up on the massage and decided to push her body down into the bed. I stopped and flipped her onto her stomach and then lifted her hips. She was completely defenseless now. Her hands were up by her head and her face was pressed against the bed. Her legs were spread open and her ass was lifted in the air. She had no way to stop me. I pressed the tip against her clit and then pushed it in, sliding into her wet pussy.
“Ahhhh!” She cried out.
I pulled it out and then pushed it back in, slamming into her pussy. I didn’t wait for her to adjust, because I wanted to finish. I was going to cum, and I wanted her to cum with me. I pushed my dick in and out of her pussy as she let out a series of moans.
“Astrid,” I called out. “You want to have my baby?”
Astrid jerked slightly. “C-can I?”
“That depends on you.” I chuckled. “I hear Stoana doesn’t give the same benefits as Amaryllis when it comes to conception.”
“We don’t need to be pregnant to become citizens or anything like that.” She agreed. “If I get pregnant, the state will likely take my baby away and raise it. I will be compensated though. It’s $10,000 for a female and $1,000,000 for a male.”
My information about Stoana seemed slightly off. It looked like all children were wards of the state, and women were paid off to have babies.
“In that case, I guess I’ll have to give you a boy.” I chuckled.
“I-is that possible?” She asked in disbelief.
Although they weren’t paid stipends or made citizens like in Amaryllis, pregnancy could still be equivalent to winning the lottery for a commoner. That was why some women would vacation in other countries where there was a chance to bed a man. If they came back pregnant, it was like free cash. Of course, it wasn’t like I liked the idea of the government taking the baby, although it would make things easier on me since it seemed like they had no responsibility.
I had other plans though. Specifically, I had planned to spread my seed in every country I visited. Since this entire tour was dedicated to me settling my debts with the demon world and Charlie, she had tasked me with spreading my anti-demon genes. Although my genes already were spreading, by leaving women pregnant in every country, my genes would spread that much quicker. Also, it was ideal to leave a boy. I didn’t want to leave a girl because I feared the government might bully her over the 50/50 birthrate. The last thing I wanted to see was my daughter turned into an incubator to pop out nonstop babies for the rest of her life. At least, when it came to sons, they could enjoy countless women.
Since it was already my plan to get at least one girl pregnant in every country, I chose her. I did leave some of the servants pregnant on the Guare Islands, and now this girl would have her baby too. Well, she would in a few moments.
“I’m cumming!”
I let my body move on its own as I moved in and out of her pussy. I could feel her walls clench around me as I thrust into her harder and harder. Her legs were shaking as her pussy was being overstimulated.
“I’m going to cum!” She moaned as she climaxed.
As she orgasmed, her pussy clenched my dick. It felt like it was trying to suck me in, so I had to fight against it. I was close, and I was able to move my body in sync with hers. Her body was convulsing, but I was able to thrust in and out of her while she was orgasming. She let out another moan as she came. It was too much for her. She started to cry out as she came and I couldn’t hold out any longer. My cock began to twitch inside of her as my dick exploded inside of her pussy. I groaned as I pushed it into the bottom. I stayed inside of her as I felt her pussy contract. I let out a sigh of satisfaction as I leaned my body down on top of her, pressing my body into her.
She was trembling beneath me as I continued to pump my seed into her. I wasn’t going to stop until I had pumped my entire seed inside of her, which meant that it took several minutes. Her pussy was hot and wet, and it was milking me. Even after my orgasm ended, I stayed inside of her, letting her feel the hot semen drip down her thighs.
“How did you like massaging me?” I asked teasingly.
“The best!”
So, I spent those days playing with her. After our first encounter, she became very energetic. She adapted quickly and wanted to try every position, even impractical ones. After just a few days, she was corrupted into a full, and there was no innocence left, just a horny slut.
Most of my women aged alongside me, so when I tasted a young girl in her early twenties, I had to bring out all the stops. I admit I had developed a few spells for the occasion. Don’t get the wrong idea. I was in no way erectile deficient. However, a life surrounded by thirsty bitches had taught me to create a list of spells, whether they keep my hard longer, keep my back from breaking, or even finish the job where my penis can’t bring her the rest of the way. I had formulas for all of them.
I told everyone else that I was resting, so I wasn’t bothered by them. There was one exception I had made, but she didn’t end up coming. I hadn’t seen Raven since we were rescued from the mountain. A very distraught Lexy had claimed that Raven was very embarrassed and wouldn’t leave her room, despite Lexy’s aggressive coercing. In the end, I told Lexy to give Raven some space, and it appeared like she had listened to me.
After having almost lost my life, my body was still pained. I had overdrafted my magic and I had to slowly rebuild my strength. I needed rest. Although what I did those days could be considered vigorous exercise, it was still relaxing in its way. By the time I left Stoana, I felt far more tranquil than I had since beginning the journey.