Chapter 61 - Duel in the Bedroom with Spear

 I'm currently having sex with Spear, a top-ranking student at the Royal Academy.

I thrust my cock, which has brought down countless women—or rather, dozens of women—into her bare pussy.

Inside her flesh, it presses against delicate mucous membranes, rubbing against them again and again. This sweet stimulation, even if initially unwanted, will erode a woman through her senses, eventually making her a captive of pleasure.

But for now, Spear is still showing unconcealed hostility towards this humiliating act.

"...Commoners truly are the worst! To assault a woman like this!"

Spear remains defiant, even with a stake driven into her crotch. It was as if she was declaring, "Behold the spirit of a noble... or rather, an elite!"

"Can you only get women by forcibly subjugating them?"

"That's why I kept asking, 'Anything goes?' didn't I?"

You're a upperclassman, aren't you? At least you're older than me, so I'd appreciate some understanding.

"When a man of a certain age is told 'anything goes' by a woman of a certain age, what he'd want is sex, isn't it? You should be able to imagine that much."

"Th-that might be true, but... Humph, so commoner men just think about breeding whenever they see a woman, after all!"

"No, I don't think it's 'anyone'."

"I think my sex drive is much stronger than the average guy, and I'm pretty indiscriminate, though?"

"Is that the difference?!"

Besides, I think there are scumbags among commoners who only see women as tools for sexual release, but I think there are among nobles too, you know? There's no difference.

"W-well, fine...! Indeed, as you say, I challenged you to a duel with the condition of obeying the loser, and I lost. So, it can't be helped that you, the winner, wish to have se—...sex."

Spear stumbling on "sex" is kind of cute.

"If I were to force you to withdraw from the academy and strip you of your future advancement, then I, too, should be prepared to have my future taken away. If it were known that I was embraced by a commoner and had my purity taken, no gentleman would appear to marry me, and my noble life would be over."

Well, don't think about it so heavily...

"Then all the more reason to enjoy this moment to the fullest. My wish isn't to enjoy it by myself, but to enjoy it together with you."

When enveloped by vaginal flesh, the cock finds bliss, and when the cock enters, the pussy is fulfilled. Sex is about mutually enhancing pleasure.

"What nonsense...! It's true I lost to you, but that was merely due to a lack of skill! My spirit won't yield! I won't become a slave girl who shamelessly seeks pleasure and truly obeys you!!"

Spear declared bravely. Was this another typical development...!?

"No, rather than making you submit, I'd prefer for us to enjoy sex together, so it'd be a great help if you could yield at an appropriate point and become a lewd woman."

"As if I'd yield! I am the proud daughter of a noble! I won't lose myself by being swept away by pleasure!!"

 It was such a common development that I thought, "Seriously!?"

"Don't say that; let's kiss. It feels really good to lick each other's mouths while connected below, you know?"

"As if I would! Kissing is done as a sign of marriage! Why would I have to press my lips against a commoner?!"

Spear was adamant. Even though her crotch was already completely encompassing my cock, her heart was utterly trying to reject me.

"Spear, I love you. Love, love, love, love you~"

"Ah?! What is this... saying such insincere things...?!"

Lately, influenced by Staff-ojou-sama, I've become completely obsessed with "lovey-dovey" sex where we say things like "I love you" and "I like you" to each other. Even just saying it out loud is surprisingly arousing.

That's why when I'm intimate with Staff-ojou-sama, it's usually very lovey-dovey, and even Calibur-nee-san has started saying "I love you" because of the influence.

And so, lovey-dovey sex, where we embrace naked and say "I love you," was causing an unprecedented boom among us.

I wanted to have that kind of sex with Spear, but...

"No! I don't love you or anything, so why do I have to say things I don't mean?!"

"It's precisely because it's insincere that it's so exciting~"

On the contrary, it's incredibly arousing when a "like" that initially holds no feeling gradually gains sincerity as the act deepens, melting into a genuine "love".

"I don't have any affection for you, so I won't say 'I love you'! Just be satisfied with controlling my body! My heart will never be taken! My heart belongs only to me!"

Why can she only utter such stereotypical lines? I was almost worried for her.

And about an hour later...

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"I love youuuu❤️❤️! Love love love love it!! Love it❤️❤️! I adore you❤️❤️! Love love love love youuuuuuuu!!!!"

There was Spear, swaying her hips in rhythm with my piston-like movements.

As I thrust my cock deeper, the love fluid leaking from the gaps in her vaginal opening was like a pump.

"Spear, let's kiss again. Stick out your tongue—"

"Smooch❤️❤️❤️❤️! Lick lick lick lick lick lick lick!!!! Smooch~~~~!!!! Lick❤️❤️!"

"Puh-ha!"

"More, more French kisses❤️❤️! Entwining our tongues feels too good!!!!"

The tongue-entwining kisses she had so vehemently refused earlier were now met with absolutely no hesitation.

She licked me passionately, as if our lower halves being connected was completely normal.

When our lips met, it seemed to stabilize her, making the thrusting of my hips hit her deepest point without escape.

"Nnnngh!!!! Huh! Huhhh!!!!"

Spear herself bore the full force of that intensity.

The rampage of my cock within her pussy.

Normally, one might be able to somewhat dissipate the force by swaying their entire body, but our current position is missionary, and with her completely covered by my body, it's as if she's being "pressed" into the bed.

Her body is fixed in a sandwich between mine and the bed. On top of that, with her embraced by both my arms and our lips pressed together, she's completely immobilized, leaving no escape for the impact of the pounding.

"Ngooo❤️❤️! Ohooo ohooo ohooo...!! I'm breaking!! My vagina is breaking from being thrust by a man's thing!!!!"

"In those times, you say 'cock' and 'pussy'."

I don't forget her lewd language education. After all, when I'm intimate with women, I want to make them say the most embarrassing words possible.

"Oh...❤️❤️ My pussy's breaking❤️❤️ My pussy's breaking from being pounded by your cock!!!! Pussy pounded while French kissing ahhhhhh!!!!"

She's a upperclassman, alright; she learns fast.

"How is it? Is sex getting fun for you?"

"My pussy feels good❤️❤️... huh?"

"Sex with a man you like, it feels incredibly good, doesn't it? I worked hard because I wanted you to enjoy it too."

"...Huh!?"

Spear's face, which had been blissfully melting away, suddenly tensed up. It was as if she had sunk completely into the depths of pleasure and then, for an instant, surfaced.

"W-what am I...!? That's right, I can't give in to pleasure! I am Spear, born into an honorable noble Viscount family!"

"She's regained her composure."

This is bad.

I had finally gotten her to moan with pleasure from the constant thrusting, melting away her sanity. To return to composure in an instant—as expected of an upperclassman.

"I-I won't lose! No matter how humiliatingly I'm violated, how my body is defiled, my heart will remain that of a noble!"

Haah...hah..haaaaah...

"Ahhh❤️❤️! Ah-hee, ah-hee❤️❤️! Ahhhh!!!!"

No matter how much her mind refused to fall, her body had completely succumbed.

Ultimately, the mind is dragged along by the body's state. No matter how bravely Spear tried to discipline her heart, with her pussy, mouth, and even every pore on her body shamelessly wide open, having fully accepted the pleasure, her heart had no choice but to crumble like water losing its container.

"I-I won't lose...❤️❤️ I won't lose, won't lose, won't lose, won't lose...❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Even as her pussy was violently gouged, her spirit bravely resisted.

"I won't lose...❤️❤️ Won't... n-won't lose❤️❤️ Won't lose, won't lose, won't lose, won't lose❤️❤️ Won't... won't lose, won't... won't lose... won't lose... won't lose...❤️❤️❤️❤️"

"Lo-"

"Lose-pussy... lose-pussy❤️❤️ loser-pussy❤️❤️❤️❤️ loser-pussy, loser-pussy, loser-pussy, loser-pussy, Loser-pussy❤️❤️ loser-pussy!!!! loser-pussy!!!!!!"

Somehow, by adding one character, a wonderful new word was formed.

"Spear's pussy, is it a loser-pussy?"

Her buttocks constantly played a wonderful percussive rhythm.

"Huh? loser-pussy? What's a loser-pussy...?"

"No, you started it."

"I think it means a woman whose body and mind have completely surrendered, a pussy that's been defeated by a cock, perhaps?"

"A pussy that surrendered to a man...❤️❤️ A pussy defeated by a cock❤️❤️ That's my pussy❤️❤️ A pussy that lost❤️❤️ loser-pussy❤️❤️ loser-pussy, loser-pussyyyyyyy!!!!"

Finally, Spear admitted that her body had surrendered.

Sweat streamed down her entire body. It was thick, sweet-smelling sweat.

Her well-trained, firm female body had been a testament to her elite pride, but now it lay sprawled untidily, her ample breasts rising and falling with her breathing.

A perfectly disheveled naked body, symbolizing her broken pride.

Her widely spread thighs still held a man's organ, as if greedily refusing to let go.

Even now, with every thrust of my hips, her ample breasts jiggled, and she let out undignified moans of "Oh! Oh!❤️❤️" Occasionally, she'd whisper her newly learned phrase, "Loser-pussy...❤️❤️"

...Now that she's this melted, it's probably time.

I sent a signal to myself, deep inside her, giving the "go" sign. I began to thrust with truly fierce piston movements, further ravaging Spear's already thoroughly occupied pussy.

"Nhooooooo!!!!❤️❤️ I'm breaking!!!! My loser-pussy is breaking!!!!"

Her vaginal flesh, already more than sufficiently wet, shrieked as if contracting further.

Climax was imminent. I, of course, poured the overwhelming torrent of my climax deep inside her.

Spear's ample body convulsed, caught in a wave of orgasm. She was utterly overwhelmed, surrendering her entire being to pleasure.

"Ah!❤️❤️ Ah!❤️❤️ Ahhhhhhh—!!!!"

I felt good too. I was able to release my semen with the usual triumphant feeling.

A woman's pussy is a place for semen to be poured into. Since Spear's pussy was no different, the feeling of successfully ejaculating inside her was exceptional.

Phew, it's all out.

"..."

"Hieeeeee!! ❤️❤️ Uhiiyaa!! ❤️❤️ Nhoooooooh!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

As soon as I finished, I immediately wanted to go again, and without pulling out, I began to ravage Spear once more.

"Stop ittttttt!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ My loser pussy!! ❤️❤️ My loser pussy is going to lose even moreeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ It's going to become a super loser pussy!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

I continued to pour more semen into Spear's thoroughly defeated pussy.

"Ohh!! ❤️❤️ Ohhhhhhh!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

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After that, I continued to thrust into Spear a few more times without pulling out, just as I always do with other women. She then fainted, and I spent another hour attending to her.

The moment she regained consciousness, she also regained her composure. Remembering her naked, disheveled state, Spear, filled with rage, punched me and ran away.

Completely naked.

It would have been bad if she'd gone out into the hallway like that, so I managed to stop her, get her dressed, and then let her go.

...

Was my initial goal of removing the source of trouble achieved, I wonder?

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