The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 75: Really—Stop Stripping, I Need help!

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Chapter 75: Really—Stop Stripping, I Need help!

Before Benjamin could ask about the sudden change in character, Usagi snapped back into innocence.

"Ehehe~ Usagi wins again!"

"What? Was this a competition or something?!" Benjamin weakly howled.

Then Silverøse stepped forward next, already shedding her own clothes with trembling fingers.

The kimono fell away to reveal a fuller curve than her daughter’s; with her plump and supple breasts, her wide hips, the silver patch between her thighs already slick with arousal’s nectar.

"Huh? What’s happening? But Silverøse doesn’t need to strip to give me healing potions, right?" Benjamin chuckled weakly, getting slowly paler. "Really—Stop stripping, please, I need help—"

"If... if Benjamin Mark-sama is soon going to leave," she interrupted him, her voice husky and raspy, "I may as well please him just one last time."

"I’m telling you I don’t have that much energy left!"

She ignored him, then mounted him facing her back to him. Then she began to guide his penis into her vagina immediately, but using the tip to tease herself at first: rousing her pussy edges slowly, even dipping it inside a little, then pulling it back out, as if masturbating with a sex toy.

But the moment she slid it inside fully, her composure cracked and shattered.

The perverted Silverøse from earlier times surged forward once more; her hips slamming down violently on him, as her ass bounced as she speared herself into his always-hard-when-the-partner-is-ready cock with desperate greed.

"Such a perfect dick you have... it’d be too sad for it to leave Shishi-no-su forever..." she panted in the middle of insane vagina penetration. "Benjamin Mark-sama! Turn me into your sex slave, I beg you... keep me collared and chained and always filled with your cum! Lock me up—"

"Waahhhh!!" Usagi piped up shocked from the side, waving her hands frantically at the fox sisters. "Please, Oka-sama is like this because of her pent-up sexual stress! It’s not the real Silverøse, I promise! She’s actually very elegant and sophisticated!"

They all looked at the very elegant and sophisticated woman again:

She was completely ignoring them: pulling the dick off her pussy after Benjamin had cum inside her, only to shift and take it into her ass next.

She sank down with a long, shuddering moan, rocking back until he was buried to the hilt, "Fuuuuuuck! Benjamin Mark-sama, you’re in... you’re in my asshole... break it apart, please! Break this bunny whore already!".

She went on her own and fucked herself on him relentlessly. And in some minutes of fucking, Benjamin ejaculated again’

With that, he had cum in both her pussy earlier, and now flooding her ass.

Silverøse’s body began to shake with overstimulation, biting her lips as she twisted her fat ass on the dick, drinking more cum, with such an erotic expression unbecoming of a "very elegant and sophisticated woman."

"Ahhhh, that was so amazing, Benjamin Mark-sama... Benjamin Mark-sama?!"

He was out cold, naturally.

His eyes were glassy, and his body was limp. But his cock still stood rigid and twitching towards the sky like it refused to quit even when the rest of him had.

Gin sighed, reaching for one of the small healing vials they’d brought. With a quick splash of glowing liquid across his chest, and a murmured incantation, Benjamin Mark’s eyes fluttered open, dazed but... yeah, he was still alive.

Praise be unto [Infinite Stamina], who out-stamina-ed even its master.

GIN’S POV

After we were done, after the grass was stained with carnal fluids and the air smelled of sex and sweat, we gathered our scattered dresses and helped Ben-sama to his feet.

He leaned heavily on me and Midori, with his legs still shaky, but that stubborn spark in his ice-blue eyes hadn’t dimmed.

We were taking him to the last place we all had to show him.

[The Test of the Soul.]

A steep, winding slope going upward to another hidden lake cradled high in the hills.

The path was narrow, lined with age-old cherry trees whose branches formed a living tunnel. Moonlight filtered through in silver shafts, turning the petals on the ground into scattered pearls.

This was, in fact, no ordinary trial.

Every top-class warrior in Shishi-no-su had to face it at some point; stepping onto a floating wide leaf that hovered over the black water, and then willing themselves light or heavy to cross without sinking.

Of course, it was a very hectic assignment—there was gravity to consider—so most of them failed the first time. And many never pass at all.

It measured not strength, but truth: how much weight you carried in your soul, and how much you were ready to let go.

We wanted him to see it. Not exactly to make him take the test—though we plan to make him do it—but to distract him for some moments.

There was a final display of love we had for him. A final love letter to him before our voices, and bodies, and our lives together come to a possible close.

I gripped his left hand tightly as we climbed, my fingers laced through his.

And on his right, that pervert Midori claimed the other hand, squeezing with far too much enthusiasm for someone who’d just ridden him senseless. She was unusually happy.

I wonder why she was so excited. Which should be odd, considering Ben-sama might never return to us in his life-time.

Her usual hedonistic grin was wider than normal, her eyes glittering like she knew something we didn’t.

Every few steps she’d lean in and murmur something possibly filthy in his ear that made him flush and stumble. I shot her a look, but she only smiled back at me, her teeth flashing... And that stomach...

That stomach still carried that faint, puzzling swell I’d noticed earlier.

As we moved, the slope grew steeper. The air turned icy, carrying the clean scent of deep water and night-blooming flowers.

But we later reached a flat area of which, ahead from us, the hidden lake began to appear; black as ink, and perfectly still. Dotted by those wide and impossibly flat, floating leaves which glowed faintly under the twin moons.

Reaching there finally, we met with Sakura nee-sama, as she was waiting with the shrine maidens with wolf features and a few tengu too.

"I hope you are enjoying the festival, Benjamin?" Sakura nee-sama smiled and walked to us, "Please, can you participate in this practice? It will be of most importance to you in particular."