Chapter 6

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“…Would it be alright if I helped you?”

“…What? What do you mean?”  

“I overheard while walking around earlier… This terrace is said to be secluded.”  

Lyzbel recalled a method of seduction she had read about in a novel. She slightly bent her waist to meet the man’s eyes, lightly brushing her hand against his thigh. She wasn’t sure if it would work, but even if it didn’t, so be it.  

Moreover, the effects of the aphrodisiac he had consumed likely couldn’t be resolved with just water. Perhaps there was another way to help him expel it. A brief silence fell between them before the man, his face flushed red, slowly nodded. He was starting to sweat again, seemingly reaching his limit.  

“After receiving your help, I’ll make sure to repay the favor.”  

“Alright. But how should I help you?”  

“…Could you touch my manhood?”  

Both of them were far from being in their right minds at this point. However, neither seemed to realize it.  

Lyzbel nodded in response to the man’s words. Soon, he lowered his trembling hand to unzip his pants, and a thick, veiny organ sprang out, swaying as it was released. The sight of it, dripping with prec*m and standing fiercely er*ect, was intimidating. Since this was her first time seeing such a thing in real life and not just in illustrations from books, her eyes widened instinctively.  

She pulled a nearby chair closer, placing it in front of the man before sitting down. Then, cautiously extending her hand, she wrapped her fingers around the organ, immediately feeling its heat.  

“Ahh!”  

The man’s body trembled even though she hadn’t fully grasped it yet. The already aroused member began leaking more fluid with just her touch. It was clear that water alone wouldn’t resolve this situation.  

Fueled by curiosity and dulled reasoning due to alcohol, Lyzbel reached out with her other hand to hold the organ firmly. She then began moving her hands slowly, up and down.  

“Huff, ahh, ugh!”  

The quiet terrace, where only the sound of waves had been audible, was now filled with the man’s suppressed groans. Watching his reaction to her movements, Lyzbel felt a strange sensation stir within her. Just hearing his voice made her emotions waver, causing her to unconsciously cross her legs. A heat began to rise in her abdomen.  

Swallowing hard, she turned her gaze back to the man’s organ, which continued to leak a translucent fluid from its tip. Her hands became slick with the liquid, making it hard to believe that this sticky substance, which she had only read about in novels, was now covering her hands.  

The terrace seemed completely soundproof, giving the impression of being entirely cut off from the social gathering inside. The obscene sounds of her hands moving and the man’s moans filled the air, while Lyzbel felt herself growing increasingly aroused.  

Touching another person’s body in this way was something she had only read about in novels, yet here she was, doing it herself. Her mind was becoming a chaotic mess. As her hands became thoroughly coated in the man’s prec*m, he suddenly began to tremble violently, releasing a thick white liquid.  

The organ, which continued to spurt s*men uncontrollably, seemed to indicate just how heightened his arousal had become. Lyzbel increased the speed of her movements, her ears filled with nothing but his lewd moans.  

“Ahh!”  

The situation felt like a dream. She had always imagined what it would be like to engage in such acts, so seeing the man’s face contort with pleasure made the experience feel even more surreal. Swallowing hard, Lyzbel found herself wanting to take things further.  

The man’s organ, with its pulsating veins and constant twitching, fascinated her. Removing the cotton gloves she had been wearing, now thoroughly soaked with s*men, she set them aside and grasped the organ with her bare hands.  

“You can stop now… It’s fine.”  

Despite his polite demeanor, it was clear he didn’t truly want her to stop. His self-control was remarkable. Lyzbel resumed stroking the organ, her bare hands sliding smoothly over its slick surface. She couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel if something this large entered her. 

Could such a thing even fit inside me?  

Her hands moved to the tip of the organ, gently rubbing the slit from which the liquid continuously flowed.  

“Ah, ugh, huff!”  

It felt as though the brakes in her mind had completely failed. Normally, these actions would have remained as mere fantasies, but now her curiosity knew no bounds. She found herself wanting to take the next step—to use her mouth. After all, it always seemed to bring immense pleasure in the novels she had read.  

But first, she needed to confirm something.  

“Have you ever been with anyone else at this gathering?”  

“…No.”  

Though this was a place for such encounters, she didn’t want to engage with someone who had already been with another. His answer reassured her. With curious eyes, she gripped the organ firmly and leaned forward. Slowly, she took the tip into her mouth. A bitter, musky taste immediately filled her senses.  

Startled, the man grabbed her shoulders, but the moment her tongue brushed against the slit, another spurt of liquid gushed out. Using her tongue seemed even more effective than her hands.  

Placing her hands on his thighs for support, she began moving her tongue more deliberately. Though she couldn’t take even half of his length into her mouth, the heat radiating from the organ was palpable. As she moved her face and licked him, her mouth filled with the sticky liquid.  

While she knew she should probably swallow it, she wasn’t accustomed to such things. The mixture of s*men and saliva dripped down her chin as she continued her actions.  

The moment her hair brushed against his body, the man let out another suppressed moan. The more she moved her tongue, the more the liquid overflowed in her mouth. Though she wasn’t a fan of the bitter taste, this was her first attempt, and the thrill of doing something so daring, like something out of a novel, was exhilarating.  

Just as she sucked on the organ more vigorously, the man suddenly cupped her cheek and lifted her head. The organ slipped out of her mouth, releasing a torrent of s*men that splattered across her face. Wiping the sticky substance from her chin, she finally noticed that the organ had softened slightly, as if the repeated releases had helped reduce its tension.  

Breathing heavily, the man stared blankly for a moment before regaining his composure. He used a clean part of his clothing to wipe Lyzbel’s face and hands before quickly adjusting his pants.  

“My apologies.”  

“Huh? It’s fine.”  

“No, regardless… To do such a thing with a lady I’ve just met…”  

“You don’t have to apologize. Actually, I… wanted to try something like this.”  

Would saying this make me seem strange? 

However, in a place where no one knew each other’s identities, she felt she could be honest. The man fell silent at her words.  

If she were to experience her first time, it was said that it was best with a man who was well-endowed. Her friends had said so, and so had the books she had read.  

And the man before her seemed to fit that description perfectly. He even appeared to be considerate, so why not? Having made up her mind, Lyzbel spoke.  

“If you truly feel sorry, would you grant me a request?”  

“…What is it?”  

“I want to sleep with you.”  

“What? That’s…”  

“I need to gain some experience with someone, and you seem like a good choice.”  

Standing up from her chair, Lyzbel climbed onto the man’s lap. His body stiffened in surprise. If he refused, she would have to find someone else. Attempting to mimic the seductive gestures of the heroines from her novels felt awkward, but she gave it a try.  

Her eyes met his. Though she felt he was handsome, his features remained indistinct in her mind.  

After a moment of hesitation, the man placed his hands on her waist.  

“…Then it would be better to move inside.”  

“Will you grant my request?”  

“It’s only right to return the favor after receiving your help. However, the balcony is too exposed for such an act.”