Reincarnated as an Instructor in an Adult Game

Until Sharle settled I moved both hands to her stomach and stroked with gentle hands. Even through the robe the feel was good. She was moderately trained so there was no extra flesh. Sharle’s voice soaking in the afterglow, “Haah… aah…,” stirred my arousal. The impulse to rub my cock against her would not leave me alone.

Every time I held my lovers I thought it. Why did they smell this good? I had gotten curious and asked if they used perfume. I remembered being surprised that none of them did. I had been sure Erika and Elysia, who smelled like flowers, were using it. When they said they were not I was so surprised I got laughed at. Even now I had my face buried in Sharle’s hair from behind, wrapped in a thick, gentle spring-breeze scent.

I glanced sideways at where the pillow was, pulled my body away from Sharle, skillfully lifted her into a princess carry, and laid her on her back so her head rested on the pillow. Her gaze stayed on me with a blissed-out face. My clothes were in the way, or rather they were about to stick from sweat, so I went fully naked. I was bad with the feel of those clothes sticking to my skin, so after academy training and the like I changed right away. I ended up swallowing at Sharle’s state and got embarrassed, smiling in a troubled way. I lay on her right in a position looking down at her face, pressed our bodies together as much as I could, peeked in, and asked,

“Is it all right if I touch you?”

“…Ye…s”

Sharle smiled faintly even with a blissed-out face. Seeing that expression I gave her a kiss that only touched her lips. At the same time I started kneading her bared chest with my right hand in a gentle way. The squishy feel and the stiff nipple I could feel from my palm were too much. “Nnn… nn… nmuaah…” leaked every time I kissed, and my cock reacted even harder and twitched. No matter how many times I saw it, Sharle and the others’ clothes were alluring. Putting a hand inside the robe and touching skin directly felt good. While kissing with our tongues tangled like that, Sharle started touching my cock with her hand. I stopped kissing and asked “Is it all right?” She let out hot breath, still vacant, and said in a small voice, “Please… come…” After that I could not stop and would not be stopped.

I sat up and moved between Sharle’s legs. She bent her knees and opened her legs herself. I set the tip of my cock against her soaked entrance, gripped her curved waist with both hands, and a soft wind rose from Sharle. I looked. She had brought out wings like a blue swallowtail, smiled faintly, reached both hands toward me, and said in a small voice,

“In this form… the form I first met Raide-sama in… I want to do it.”

“I’m honored, Sharle.”

I held back almost staring, laced my fingers with the hands she reached out, and pushed in little by little. “Nnn… aaaah… aaaah…” she moaned in a glossy voice every time I advanced into her vagina. Sharle gripped both my hands hard and trembled all over. She gripped the hands I had laced back, enduring the pleasure that hit every time I pushed in a little more.

If I let my guard down the urge to come that was already rising felt like it would explode. I had not drunk the tonic today, but I did wonder if the ejaculation would refuse to stop again. Sharle’s vagina squeezed tight every time I went deeper, then loosened, repeating and stimulating my cock. While enduring the urge I felt the back with the tip and the pleasure was so much I ended up covering her with our hands still joined.

That put her wings underneath. Bad, I thought, and looked at Sharle. Tears were rolling down. I hurried to apologize but she sometimes moaned small, shook her head as if denying it, smiled, and said,

“I’m happy… finally, finally Raide-sama… aaaah… inside me… nnah”

“I won’t make you anxious anymore. I’ll seek you as many times as it takes.”

“I’m happy… ah, nn… move, Raide-sama… please move.”

“Yeah…”

I pulled my hips back slowly so I would not be rough and started moving in and out. There was happiness, but Sharle moaning every time I moved, and the tightness of her vagina trying hard not to let go, meant I was the one close to the limit. If I really let my guard down I felt like I would come. Maybe because I was moving slowly the stimulation on my cock was intense. The stimulation of moving hard was amazing too, but the feeling of thoroughly enjoying the inside was too much. On top of that Sharle moaning from pleasure with a melted face, with fantastical fairy wings out, tried to blow my reason away.

“Ahn! Raide-sama, I love you! Nnuah… ahn! Raide-samaa… au, aaahn!”

“Me too… I love you… guh, Sharle… already”

“Come… please come! Aun ah! Uauun! Inside me… haau! Ahn, aahn! Raide-sama, inside me! Ah… aah… it’s coming! Nah! Naaaaaaaaah!! Nhhaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”

As if answering Sharle’s words I ground the tip hard against the back of her vagina and ejaculated hard along with the skill heat. Sharle arched and climaxed, her body jerking. My body shook from the pleasure of the release and I gripped the joined hands as if enduring. I kissed Sharle, who had lifted her face and stretched her throat, tangling tongues, and pumped semen into her womb in pulses.

Maybe because I had gone slow and edged into coming, the semen came out with a different force than when I used the tonic. I was surprised inside at that force, but once I started ejaculating I could not stop. The sensation was like stored semen being swept out all at once. Of course I was surprised. I wanted to put out more semen, wanted to fill Sharle with myself, so I moved my hips a little and tapped the tip against the back again and again, pouring it in.

“A aaaaah! Raide-sama! Nah, hauaah! Aaaah! Nn, ah, au au aaaaah!”

“Sharle… Sharle!”

“Au aah!? Coming won’t stooop! Nnu uuuu… a aauun aaaah!!”

Sharle seemed to climax again and again, arching her body. Just when I thought her hips had hit the bed she lifted them again and arched. I cooled down a little and thought the still-unstopping ejaculation was bad. I tried to pull out but my hips were pinned by her legs. I peeked at Sharle’s face as her moans got smaller, “A ua aaaaah…,” and tried to persuade her that if I did not pull out… um, something serious would happen, but she shook her head.

I let go of the joined right hand, stroked Sharle’s hair as if combing it, and persuaded her again and again while enduring the urge. She refused. Far from listening, she pressed my hips harder with both legs, which put me in a spot. The force of the ejaculation had settled a little, but I could hear the filthy sound of semen leaking from the gap between her entrance and my cock. I steeled myself that I would probably get scolded later, buried my face in Sharle’s neck, and pressed my shaking body against hers.

Part of it was thinking that if I pressed our bodies together and held her abdomen it might not swell. I had thought a swollen belly was fantasy, and now I thought late that in a game world it had been fantasy. Wrapped in the thick spring-breeze scent, feeling Sharle’s body after she had gone slack, I closed my eyes a little.

A little after this we stayed connected until Teine came to check on us. By then the ejaculation had stopped, but my thought was wrong. Sharle’s stomach was a little swollen with semen, and needless to say Teine smiled wryly. For the record Sharle’s consciousness did not come back. She was down with a melted face as if soaking in the afterglow. Even so I thought it was fine because Sharle had a happy face…

…Would I get scolded for going too far again?