Chapter 178: Please, I’m Begging You!

What was she going to do? My heart pounded as I waited for Cass’s next move.

Once again she casually grabbed my cock, and without moving that hand even a single millimeter, she washed everything thoroughly with her other hand. The balls, the shaft itself, the glans, the bush, even the anus — all carefully cleaned. Then she poured hot water over me and said lightly,

"Yes, Robby-sama, you’re clean now."

No, it’s not "you’re clean now"! What am I supposed to do with this raging thing!? What do you want me to do with this son of mine that is looking up at the heavens!?

Cass did not seem about to receive the cry of my heart, so I had no choice but to plead earnestly.

"Cass, please, it’s painful."

Would this hand work? Cass still smiled and asked,

"What is painful, Robby-sama?"

This girl knew perfectly well. She was still gripping the raging cock, wasn’t she!?

"The thing you’re holding is so painful I can’t stand it! Cass, help me!!"

"Help you with what?"

"Come on, you already know, right? I want to let it out! Are you telling me to go to Mother like this, with it standing? What do you think Mother will think when she sees me standing?"

"Well, couldn’t you just take care of it yourself? It will go down after some time, won’t it?"

Cass was already taking the superior position and mounting me.

"Cass, please! I’m begging you, like this!"

I could no longer afford to care about appearances. The deadly prostration strategy was the only option left! After being teased this much with no prospect in sight, my experience told me this was the only method remaining.

I put my hands on the floor and pressed my head to it.

"Cass! Please! I may never be able to return here again. This may be the last time I get to be with you! I want to hold you as a final memory! Please, let me hold you! I’m begging you—!!"

I had used the ultimate weapon of emotional blackmail. I had used it before, so I thought there was no ultimate weapon left, but still.

Above my head Cass must have been flustered. It had been the same before. As expected, Cass said,

"Robby-sama, please stop that! Raise your head!"

Whether or not this development had a sense of déjà vu no longer mattered! I would simply proceed along the laid rails!

I grabbed the hands of Cass who was trying to make me stand, pulled her, pushed her down, and got on top. Whether thanks to Fighting Technique 2 or Sexual Technique 2, I pinned Cass down extremely smoothly. Or perhaps it was because Cass, of the "no means yes" type, had cooperated? After all, once I was on top, Cass’s hand had already caught my cock.

And yet Cass still urged,

"Robby-sama, there is no time! We must get out quickly!"

Did that mean "finish as fast as possible"? An old-man joke floated into my head.

I kissed Cass’s lips as if devouring them. I grabbed her breast. I searched for her nipple. I slipped my leg between Cass’s thighs. Cass made no resistance and clung to me! See, I knew it. She had only been teasing me.

When my tongue invaded Cass’s mouth, her tongue came to meet it and they intertwined. Cass was extremely aggressive. She was already worked up! If I got carried away by that, I would suffer for it — I had experienced that many times.

I slowly moved my hand downward. Softly tracing Cass’s clothes, I slipped a little under the hem of her skirt. Then I advanced further. Since she already had her legs spread, there was no obstacle. I slid smoothly deeper — huh? There’s nothing. She’s not wearing any. No panties. No string. Cass-san, you’re going commando? What does that mean — you were ready from the beginning? And yet you made me prostrate myself? Isn’t that a bit too much!?

This resentment could only be cleared by my cock’s performance! When I put my hand on the part of Cass that was already spread open, she was already wet! A slippery sensation was felt on my fingers. She was in a state that seemed to say "Come anytime!!"

"Robby-sama, hurry."

Cass urged with a sweet, aching voice. Then she should have said so from the start. But perhaps appearances mattered? From Cass’s perspective, maybe it was necessary for me to beg so that it looked like I had forced the relationship.

Anyway, here I would put it in just as Cass said! My cock was so rock-hard there was no need even to guide it with my hand as I pressed it against the general area on Cass. When I put a little force into it, Cass moved her hips and guided me. The glans was wrapped in slippery wetness, invited with "Here, here!", and slid inside. Aaaahn! How good it felt!? Softly enveloped, Cass’s body heat transferred to me. Cass’s vagina clung tightly along the shape of my cock. Something soft and brushing pressed against the glans and the shaft. How good it felt!

A shiver ran down my back. Shaking it off, I moved my cock, pushing deep and pulling out. Pushing in and pulling out. Lewd squelching sounds echoed in the bath. While still gripping Cass’s breasts, I moved my hips. Ahh— the glans feels like it’s going to melt—! Cass— don’t squeeze so tightly—!!

When I tried to pull out I was squeezed as if she was trying to keep it from leaving, and when I tried to thrust there was resistance. It was as if Cass’s vagina was controlled by a different personality from Cass herself.

Cass seemed to be trying not to make a sound and was frowning, but gradually her voice began to leak out.

"Ahn, ahn, ahn"

she said while wrapping her arms around my back. From time to time she dug in her nails. Cass’s legs locked around my buttocks and squeezed tightly!

"Hurry, hurry!"

she said, but that didn’t mean "thrust your hips faster," right? If time was such a concern she should have come at night!

With more than enough stimulation being given, the glans and shaft began to swell. The fact that it was almost time must have reached Cass as well, because she said,

"Robby-sama, aah, already, no more..."

I didn’t know what "no more" meant, but I was already at my limit too. See, I’m about to cum! Cumming, cumming, I’m going to cum—!! Uuuuwaaaa—!!