I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 127: Kouhei’s Turn

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh~!!!"

Hina arched her back, her teeth gritted as she felt the hot, white cum explode deep inside her, filling her up until her womb could take no more. A thick warmth spread within her, an intoxicating heat that made her toes curl and her body tremble. She shuddered, her breath hitching, as Kouhei’s seed overflowed, trickling down from the stretched entrance of her pussy in thick, glistening strands.

The sheer amount of cum Kouhei had unleashed was overwhelming—clearly, it had been backed up. But even though he had just orgasmed, his cock remained rock hard, still lodged deep inside her, pulsing with lingering need.

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Kouhei’s libido had always been high, but ever since he started fucking four different girls in the Yuuna faction, his stamina and endurance had reached a whole new level. Now, even after cumming, his dick throbbed with hunger, still demanding more.

Hina, still panting, gazed down at him, her half-lidded eyes glistening with satisfaction. Her breasts rose and fell with each heavy breath, sweat beading along her flushed skin. She could feel the weight of his cum inside her, the way it made her womb swell slightly with the sheer volume of it. And yet, despite taking so much, it still wasn’t enough—her body craved more.

A thick rivulet of semen oozed from her slit, pooling at the entrance of her pussy before spilling over, dripping onto the sheets below. The sensation alone sent a faint shiver up her spine, making her clench involuntarily. A small aftershock rippled through her, a lingering orgasm sparked simply by the heat of his seed inside her.

Above their heads, the love meter displayed 20% for Kouhei and 35% for Hina. They still had a long way to go before reaching 100%, but compared to when they had barely managed to get 10%, this was significant progress. However, their percentages weren’t aligned—they needed to synchronize perfectly before they could achieve a Love Link.

As Hina finally recovered from the small orgasm that had taken her by surprise, she let out a soft chuckle. Slowly, she lifted her hips, letting his cock slip free from her pussy. A wet, obscene plop echoed in the room as his thick shaft left her, followed by a sticky string of cum and love juices that still connected their swollen, glistening sexes.

"You certainly came a lot, Kouhei," she purred, trailing a delicate finger along her soaked slit before bringing it to her lips. Her tongue flicked out, curling around her fingertip as she sucked it clean, savoring the mixture of her juices and his thick, potent cum. A satisfied hum rumbled in her throat as she licked her lips.

"With this amount... you could probably even get a Primordial Succubus like me pregnant."

It was a bold statement. The chances of a demon getting pregnant by a human were notoriously slim—almost impossible. But Hina knew her body well. And she knew his. If Kouhei kept filling her like this, again and again, she had no doubt that sooner or later, she would end up pregnant. His sperm carried an abnormal amount of life force, potent enough to not only breed but also generate mana.

A slow, teasing smile spread across her lips as she leaned in closer. "Now then, Kouhei... what should we do next?"

They had all the time in the world to spend here. This space was meant for sex—meant for them to push their bodies, their limits, to the very peak of pleasure. And right now, they still had to reach a Love Link.

Kouhei swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Then, an idea formed in his mind.

This place—the container—could alter reality based on his imagination. Whatever he thought of, the container would manifest, shifting the environment, the setting, even their clothes. But right now, he didn’t care about changing the surroundings. He didn’t need elaborate scenery. He only needed one thing—

Control.

His eyes flickered toward Hina, who was still straddling him, clearly enjoying the way she had taken the dominant role in their session. But he wasn’t about to let her have the upper hand.

No—this time, he was going to turn the tables on her.

With a single thought, the container obeyed.

In an instant, Hina found herself bound—her wrists tied together, held above her head in silky black restraints. Her body tensed in surprise, her eyes widening slightly as she realized what had happened. And then, Kouhei’s final touch—

A blindfold wrapped around her eyes, plunging her into darkness.

She let out a small gasp, her lips parting as she instinctively shifted, testing her bonds. The faintest shudder ran through her as the realization set in.

Kouhei smirked, watching her reaction unfold.

It was his turn now.

"K-Kouhei, this is..." Hina gasped, her voice trembling, her body shivering from the anticipation clawing at her senses. "I see..."

She knew exactly what was happening—what Kouhei himself might not have fully grasped yet.

He had a sadistic streak. And it was strong.

Far stronger than Yuuna’s.

Yuuna enjoyed exerting control, teasing, and tormenting in a playful, dominant way. But Kouhei? His dominance ran deeper—darker. It carried a weight that made Hina’s womb quiver, her inner walls tightening instinctively as her body reacted to him on a primal level.

And pair that with his possessive nature?

Her stomach twisted into a knot of need. Her breath hitched, her skin prickling with a heat that only a Primordial Succubus like her could fully appreciate. She had always been insatiable—an entity of pure lust, her very existence built on desire. But to have someone like this—someone who wasn’t just sating her hunger, but claiming her entirely?

It was exhilarating.

A slow, sultry smirk curled her lips. "Well, if this is what you want," she purred, lowering her bound hands toward her chest, pressing her plush tits together, "then eat me as much as you want."

Something inside Kouhei snapped.

His gaze darkened. His body moved on pure instinct—on raw, unfiltered hunger.

In a flash, he had her pinned beneath him. His hands pressed down on her restrained wrists, forcing them against the soft surface above her head. His grip was firm—unyielding—possessive. Then, with a single, sharp motion, he yanked down the breast section of her corset—

And the sight was breathtaking.

Her tits bounced free, her soft, supple flesh jiggling slightly before settling into place. The cool air sent shivers racing over her exposed skin, making her perky nipples pebble into stiff, aching peaks.

Hina sucked in a sharp breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

With the blindfold covering her eyes, every sensation was magnified. Every touch, every shift in the air, every teasing graze of his fingers became intoxicatingly overwhelming. She swallowed hard, her throat bobbing—her pussy already soaking, a slow trickle of slickness dripping onto the sheets beneath her.

Her thighs pressed together involuntarily, the growing heat between her legs becoming unbearable.

And then—

Kouhei’s hands gripped her tits, pressing them together. His fingers dug into her plush flesh, kneading, squeezing, owning them. He forced the swollen peaks of her nipples closer—

And then his mouth descended.

"Nnnnnnghhh~!"

Hina’s entire body jerked.

A shockwave of pleasure shot through her the moment his lips closed around both of her hardened nipples at once.

His tongue swirled over the stiff peaks, teasing them with slow, deliberate strokes before he began to suckle—deep, greedy sucks that made wet, obscene slurping sounds echo in the space around them. His lips tugged at her sensitive flesh, pulling gently before releasing, only to latch back on with even more intensity.

"Hnnnnnghhh~!"

Hina’s thighs rubbed together, knees knocking slightly as a needy whimper escaped her.

The heat inside her belly coiled tighter, winding up like a spring, sending tingling waves of pleasure rushing up her spine, crawling into every nerve of her body.

The only sound she could hear was the wet, dirty noises of Kouhei sucking on her tits—his tongue flicking, his lips sealing around her nipples, his teeth grazing lightly, just enough to make her shudder.

And because she was blindfolded, she couldn’t see what he was doing—

But she could feel every second of it.

Her senses were heightened—overloaded. Every flick of his tongue, every teasing bite, every firm, possessive squeeze sent electric pleasure shocking through her system.

Her breathing grew ragged. Her chest heaved. She was so sensitive—her entire body wired for pleasure.

"Fuaaaaah~!"

A long, needy moan spilled from her parted lips as the pleasure finally spilled over, sending small, shuddering orgasms rippling through her core. Her pussy clenched around nothing, throbbing, begging to be filled.

Her love meter ticked up—44%.

Kouhei’s followed, reaching 40%.

They were almost halfway to achieving Love Link.

But they weren’t there yet.

The Love Link was still incomplete.

Failure loomed over them, an ever-present threat. If they messed up, the meters would reset to zero, all their progress lost in an instant. Even if they hit 90%—even 99%—if it wasn’t a perfect 100%, then all of this could still fall apart.

Kouhei couldn’t allow that.

He had to do this flawlessly.