Reincarnated User Manual

Chapter 244: Lucia (7)

Chapter 244: Lucia (7)

Was sex supposed to hurt this much?

Lucia thought as she panted for breath.

A large pillar filled her groin. The immense shaft was pushing into areas that shouldn’t be entered, making her whole body stiffen.

A pain like being pierced through. She had felt this kind of pain several times in war, but never to the point of being completely immobilized.

A spear of lightning through her chest, and a poison-laced arrow through her side. Each time, Kyrie would rise again and swing his sword several times.

But what kind of disgrace was this? Where had the brave Kyrie gone, leaving the pathetic Lucia impaled by a shaft, unable to move?

“Ah, ah, ugh, haah…”

Lucia began to tear up as she panted heavily. She tried deep breathing to endure the pain, but each inhalation brought unbearable pain from around her solar plexus, making even breathing impossible.

Then, amidst the labored breathing, a sudden thought.

Lucia instinctively sensed death.

She didn’t expect it to be painless. How could it not hurt when a stake too big to grasp with one hand was impaled in her center?

Of course, a naturally sturdy demon might be able to take such a shaft without issue, but Lucia was human and much shorter than Shiron.

This was evident in the way she was perched on Shiron’s thigh.

She wanted to mitigate this pain with the ecstasy of a kiss, but all she faced was a thick collarbone atop firm chest muscles.

“Does it hurt that much?”

Shiron cautiously asked Lucia, who had stiffened. He was still holding her under her armpits, but her labored breathing made him hesitate to move further.

“Should we stop here for today?”

“…W-what are you saying!”

“Let’s stop for now and try to get used to the shaft next time.”

“Huff. N-no… Please…”

“I’m saying this because it looks like you might actually die if we continue. Cause of death, sex-related fatality. How undignified would that be?”

“It’s, it’s fine…”

Lucia wrapped her legs around Shiron’s waist.

As if refusing to stop, she even wrapped her arms around his neck, despite struggling to breathe.

Taking a deep breath, Lucia continued to speak.

“…I was just startled. It still hurts enough to die, but it will get better with time. I couldn’t even speak earlier, but now I can talk just fine, right?”

“Really?”

“Y-yes? Look…”

Tzuggak-

Standing on the bed, Lucia pulled the shaft out halfway. She wiped away the cold sweat that had formed and managed a precarious smile.

“Hoo… see? Hoo! I can move…”

“…”

“T-then, I’ll move?”

Pulling the shaft out halfway gave her some breathing room. So, shouldn’t it be fine now? Lucia, standing awkwardly, took a deep breath to push the shaft back in.

Tzuggak-

“Haah…”

The scorching stake was about to impale her again.

Maybe because it had been deeply inserted once already? Fortunately, the situation was a bit different from before.

As the shaft was half-inserted, fluid gushed out of her vagina.

The hot nectar flowed down the shaft, covering Shiron’s lower body.

Tzuggak…

“Huuh?”

Lucia bit her lip, drooling. At first, it seemed like a reaction to the pain piercing through her insides, but it wasn’t a moan of pain alone.

“Hiik.”

An intense pleasure mixed with the pain.

It seemed absurd to feel pleasure without proper stimulation, but this was a reaction triggered by the experience of near-death.

Without such fluid, she might actually die.

Her vagina sent signals of pleasure to release the fluid quickly, allowing her to accommodate the shaft, but flooding her brain with pain and pleasure simultaneously.

Though she no longer felt pain, Lucia still couldn’t control her body.

“Hiiik? Hik!”

Lucia lowered her head, letting out a high-pitched moan. Her once taut thighs lost strength, and the saliva she had been holding dripped out.

…It would be fine if it ended there, but her loss of control didn’t stop at her salivary glands and thighs.

Trickle-

“…”

A warm sensation above her abdomen, Shiron sighed and pulled out a dry towel.

‘This is ridiculous.’

To his surprise, Lucia had wet herself.

And not just a little; a grown woman, impaled on a shaft, unable to move, had wet herself.

Shiron’s gaze grew complicated as he looked at Lucia, thinking he had never felt this troubled before.

“…”

Lucia couldn’t meet his eyes and hung her head.

‘What just happened?’

Only after calming down did Lucia try to grasp the situation.

A damp towel was pressed between their bellies.

The once tingling lower abdomen now felt oddly empty.

And the familiar smell at her nose was like…

“…Ah.”

Lucia’s face turned beet red. She managed to accept the shaft, but another ordeal had occurred.

Sex and everything else aside, could a meteor fall from the sky? Lucia, stiff as a rock while Shiron cleaned the wet towel, silently prayed for the end.

“Don’t worry about it.”

Shiron said, tossing the wet towel aside.

“Whether it’s nectar or urine, it all comes from the same place, doesn’t it?”

“…”

“So it’s fine. They both come out of the same spot…”

“Ugh.”

“…So let’s continue.”

“Uuh.”

Lucia muttered in a small voice. She felt an intense desire to die from embarrassment but knew she couldn’t die with a shaft in her vagina.

Shiron lifted Lucia while still impaled in her.

Even though the towel had absorbed some urine, one towel couldn’t absorb it all, leaving the bed damp.

“Tsk…”

Shiron, using Lucia as a sheath, surveyed the room. Continuing sex in this position had various challenges.

The bed was soaked with urine and useless, and their height difference was problematic. They couldn’t lie on the wet sheets or do missionary or face-to-face positions, and Lucia’s legs didn’t reach the ground for doggy style.

Lucia knew this too, tightening her grip on his waist. If her legs gave way, they would flail awkwardly, making her feel even more ashamed.

Wet pants were enough embarrassment. She was barely holding back tears of self-loathing, and showing more disgrace might push her to bite her tongue.

Despite all this, her vagina still clung to Shiron’s shaft. With a bit of respite, her inner muscles twitched, demanding seed despite her will.

Her needy vagina was just like her—an unruly thing. Shiron found it amusing that she hadn’t started moving yet but was already reacting.

Shiron, suppressing the urge to ejaculate, adjusted his hold on Lucia.

“Hik?!!”

Lucia moaned in sharp pleasure. Just one thrust and her vagina gripped the shaft, scraping against the entrance of her womb.

The response wasn’t bad. Shiron hoped she’d enjoy the sex, and hearing her cries made him question if the position mattered.

‘Should I just keep thrusting?’

Thrust-

Resolute, Shiron adjusted his hold on Lucia.

“Relax and let go of your legs.”

“…What do you mean?”

Lucia looked up at Shiron.

“Are you stopping?”

“Stopping? No way.”

“Then…”

“I’m going to do it properly, so relax. You might get hurt if you stay tense.”

“O-okay…”

Reluctantly, Lucia let go of his waist. Her legs, which had supported part of her weight, relaxed, causing her womb to rise higher.

Shiron lifted Lucia like a tool.

Pop-!

The shaft plugging her vagina popped out, releasing sticky nectar in a waterfall.

“Take off your pants and turn around.”

“Okay… like this?”

“Bend over and lift your hips.”

“…”

Despite the commanding tone, Lucia obediently followed. Had it been anyone else, she would have retorted, but Shiron’s orders were different.

Even after wetting herself, he had been kind, and despite the demands, Lucia felt oddly comforted.

“…Done.”

Lucia lifted her small hips and turned.

She thought he’d thrust right in, but Shiron’s shaft was positioned near her chest, not her hips.

If done well, she might take it in her mouth while standing.

‘Is he going to make me suck it?’

She thought she might only get through with oral, but Shiron wasn’t satisfied with just that.

Shiron suddenly lifted Lucia, but his hands were in an unusual place.

Usually, he’d place his hands under her armpits, but now he was holding her just above her pelvis, below her waist.

“W-what’s this?!”

Lucia asked in a panicked voice as she felt like a doll being lifted, but Shiron continued without a word.

He aligned her raised hips with his erect shaft.

Squelch- The head of the shaft touched her tightly closed vagina,

Creak- The lips of her vagina, drooling saliva, slowly parted to accommodate the shaft.

“Ah…”

Lucia was at a loss with the shaft pushing inside her. Her hot, preheated vagina devoured the shaft regardless of her will.

Tzuggak?-

It was easier than before. The translucent membrane had long been torn, and after two complete in-and-outs, it still felt tight, but Lucia could at least breathe properly.

“…Ugh?!”

But the position was unbearably embarrassing.

Her legs didn’t touch the ground, and her upper body leaned forward.

If she let go of the tension, it felt like her back would bend.

Her legs flailed without support. The shame of being in a position where she had no control was almost overwhelming.

“…Now this is a good position.”

In contrast, Shiron felt perfectly stable. Earlier, he couldn’t move freely with her holding his waist, but now he could move as he pleased, so it was naturally a favorable outcome for him.

“Hoo…”

After a deep breath, Shiron lifted her plump buttocks again.

“Ah…?”

Thrust-

“Ugh!”

Thrust-

“Ah?”

Thrust-

“Haa?”

The large shaft mercilessly pierced her vagina. Not only did it pound her cervix, but her drenched thighs collided, producing obscene sounds. Her lower belly quivered with each thrust.

“Ugh? Huung?”

Moans erupted one after another. The awareness of being used like an object was embarrassing, but it didn’t hinder the pleasure.

Instead, the mild shame added to the thrilling sensation.

“Ugh? Huuh?”

Lucia struggled to do something, but Shiron didn’t allow it. In case she might brace herself against the wall, he stepped back a bit.

In the end, all Lucia could do was tighten her vagina or let out moans.

But could that really be called ‘doing something’?

Whether she tightened her vagina or not, the shaft was firmly wedged in. Shiron’s shaft was too big for Lucia to accommodate fully.

Thrust?- Thrust?-

“Hik, Uhik?”

In reality, Shiron couldn’t tell if Lucia was tightening or not. All he knew was the pleasure from his shaft and the moans he heard with each thrust.

Flailing limbs made no difference, and tightening her vagina hardly changed anything. Ultimately, all Lucia could do was make more obscene cries, making the thrusts more enjoyable.

Thrust-

“Hik?”

Thrust-

“Ung?”

Slap-

“Ah?”

Slap-

“Hihng?”

Bang?-

The anxiety of having no footing, being in a position of total submission. Lucia felt like a mere sexual tool.

“Shiron.”

“…Yeah?”

Maybe that’s why? A disruption occurred during the sex.

“Do you love me?”

“Suddenly… huh. What are you saying?”

Shiron looked down at Lucia. She was hanging limp, her face flushed. It was hard to tell if it was from pleasure, embarrassment, or simply the blood rushing due to gravity.

But regardless, Shiron’s answer didn’t change.

“Of course I love you.”

“I-I love you too?”

“Okay, then relax your vagina a bit. Isn’t it painful?”

“O-okay.”

Thrust?- Thrust?- Thrust?- Thrust?-

Maybe because he confirmed his love. Lucia’s tension eased slightly. Thanks to that, Shiron could move his waist more easily.

Thud- Thud-

Even with her head spinning from the blood rush, the pounding in her womb was clearly transmitted.

She could feel the large stake moving inside her belly.

The scene of Siriel’s love affair she had once witnessed.

Lucia couldn’t engage in such erotic and licentious love, but unlike that time, her vagina was holding a real shaft, not fingers.

Pshht-

Suddenly feeling a hot sensation, a stream trickled down Lucia’s philtrum.

A nosebleed.

Whether from the excitement of pleasure, the thrill of the obscene situation, or simply the blood rushing to her head, she didn’t know.

Her thoughts didn’t last long. She was too preoccupied to care about the nosebleed.

“Heehee.”

Lucia giggled emptily. Despite her crude and lewd posture, her tingling vagina quivered with each thrust, filling her mind with ecstasy.

Thrust?-

Thrust?- Thrust?-

‘…Soon.’

With the dull ache pushing through, the rhythmic motion broke. Shiron moved Lucia towards the wall, maintaining the urge to ejaculate.

‘Does he want to cum?’

Lucia felt the shaft inside her swelling more. Having witnessed him climax before, she knew what this reaction meant.

In an instant, her vagina tightened instinctively, urging him to ejaculate. Her ears turned red from the involuntary response.

The shaft ready to ejaculate swelled even more.

“Ugh?! Huung?!”

Just as she got used to the pleasure and started enjoying the pounding quietly, the sensation of her inner walls being pulled out enhanced her moans.

Thud-!

The final move. Shiron held Lucia tightly and thrust deeply.

Burk! Bururuk!

After being pounded so hard, her cervix finally opened. Sticky semen poured into the cervix that had been repeatedly knocked on. Lucia’s legs trembled as she felt the hot liquid fill her insides.

For a long while, Lucia floundered in pleasure. Even the slightest brush of flesh sent shivers down her spine, and it felt like her entire chest had become an erogenous zone, ready to gush at a mere pinch.

Shiron plopped down on the edge of the bed. As a result, Lucia’s groin was spread wide, and the semen flowed out from her vagina, still impaled on his shaft.

In the midst of this, Shiron lifted her buttocks, wrapping his arms around her knees.

“Hmm?”

Lucia glanced back with half-closed eyes. Her expression asked why he hadn’t let her down and was standing up again.

“What, continuing?”

“Why, don’t you want to continue?”

“…It’s not that.”

“Standing all the time is tiring. Let’s try a different position this time.”

Shiron cleared away the soaked sheets and pressed Lucia down onto the bed.

With his still-hard shaft, Shiron scraped out the semen from inside. Her inner walls clung to the shaft, and with a pop, the semen gushed out.

It was an incredibly obscene sight. Lucia swallowed hard, holding onto the throbbing shaft.

“Hold on. I’ll clean it for you…”

Haa?

Smooch-? Slurp-?

‘Does it taste that good? She’s sucking it like there’s no tomorrow.’

Lucia meticulously licked even the urethral opening with her stiff tongue, and Shiron patted her head until he felt the urge to ejaculate.