I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 65: The One Who Can Prove She’s The Lewdest Wins

"Hina," Nagisa began, her voice low and teasing, as she shifted her stance, planting a hand on her hip. The movement was subtle but deliberate, enough to send a soft jiggle through her chest. Her breasts, full and round, seemed almost to mock the moment. They were undeniably larger than Hina's, and Nagisa didn't seem to mind flaunting the difference.

"I don't appreciate you doing something like this," Hina said, her voice cold as her sharp eyes locked onto Nagisa.

"What do you mean?" Nagisa asked, her tone playful, entirely unbothered.

Instead of fumbling to defend herself like someone caught red-handed, Nagisa stood tall, her confidence practically radiating. Her smirk deepened as if she found amusement in the confrontation.

"You've gone too far this time, Nagisa," Hina said firmly. "I didn't tell you to try and do something like this—trying to steal someone who belongs to someone else."

"Oh? I didn't realize he specifically belonged to you," Nagisa shot back, her smirk widening. "I thought you and the President were sharing him. Isn't that how this works? I just wanted to see for myself what's so special about Kou-kun. What's got the two of you wrapped around his finger, acting like lovesick little princesses. I want to know what's so damn captivating that it makes the two of you scream so loud every night."

The tension was palpable as the two women stood face to face, their gazes locked in silent combat. Nagisa's smirk oozed confidence, while Hina's expression remained stoic and unreadable. But Kouhei, watching nervously, could see the cracks beneath the surface.

No, Hina wasn't angry. Not in the way most people would assume.

He had been with Hina long enough to read the subtle shifts in her normally emotionless demeanor. What he saw now wasn't rage—it was something else.

Hina was afraid.

"What about you, Nagisa?" Hina's voice broke through the silence, sharp as a blade. "Are you so in heat, like some desperate animal, that you'd throw yourself at Kouhei like this and try to seduce him?"

Nagisa chuckled softly. "That's exactly what I'm doing," she said unapologetically. "What's wrong with that? It's not like you two are the only ones who have feelings for Kou-kun. From the moment I saw him, I thought he was adorable."

"Is that so?" Hina replied, crossing her arms under her chest, her tone dripping with icy disdain. Her gaze shifted briefly to Kouhei, and her eyes flicked downward, noticing his cock—soft and oddly languid. It wasn't like him at all. Even after cumming earlier from Nagisa's teasing, his dick shouldn't have softened this much. Usually, he could go round after round, his cock staying rock-hard all night.

"You're trying to say we're not lewd enough for him, aren't you?" Hina continued, her voice steady but cutting. "That's a provocation if I've ever heard one. What do you think you'll gain by saying that?"

"I'm not trying to gain anything other than Kou-kun in my bed," Nagisa said, her blunt honesty hitting like a slap. "It's not my fault my body's more lewd than yours—or the President's. Maybe Kou-kun just wants something new, a different flavor, because he's tired of the same meal every night."

"Is that so?" Hina's voice was calm, almost too calm. Her lips curved into a faint, unreadable smile. "Why don't we ask Kouhei if that's true?" She turned toward him, her sharp gaze pinning him in place.

Kouhei gulped hard, his throat dry. Something about Hina right now was different—an aura of dominance radiating from her, impossible to ignore.

"Ask him ourselves, huh?" Nagisa echoed, her smirk never faltering as she took a step closer to him. "Fine by me. Let's settle this."

Kouhei's heartbeat thundered in his ears. The air was electric, thick with unspoken tension, as if a storm was about to break.

Without a word, Hina reached for her clothes. She hadn't bothered changing before entering the bath, so she began peeling off her casual attire piece by piece. Fabric slid from her body, revealing smooth, pale skin until only her underwear remained—a lacy, seductive set that clung to her curves in all the right ways.

Then, Hina reached behind her back with slow, deliberate movements, her slender fingers unhooking her bra with an almost practiced elegance. The straps slipped down her arms, the fabric falling away to reveal her bare chest. Her breasts were undeniably large, perfectly proportioned, yet impossibly firm. They didn't jiggle—not even slightly. Instead, they seemed to defy gravity, standing proud and immovable, as if sculpted by some divine hand. The contrast between their fullness and their unyielding firmness was mesmerizing, a testament to her toned figure.

Nagisa, on the other hand, was the very picture of unrestrained sensuality. Her every move seemed designed to draw attention, her overflowing breasts bouncing with even the slightest motion. Unlike Hina's disciplined physique, Nagisa's body oozed softness, warmth, and unfiltered allure. She reached up with a teasing grin and gave the string of her bikini a quick tug. The knot unraveled in one fluid motion, and the top fell away, exposing her breasts in their full, luscious glory.

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Kouhei couldn't help but stare. Nagisa's breasts were incredibly round and full, their heavy curves jiggling subtly even as she stood still. Her tan lines added an extra layer of seduction, stark against her golden skin. Only the pale, untouched skin of her breasts remained free of the sun's kiss, making them stand out even more. Her appearance screamed of beachside indulgence, her perfectly defined tan lines emphasizing her already breathtaking figure.

"The one who can prove she's the lewdest wins," Hina said flatly, her voice sharp with challenge yet calm as ever.

"This'll be a walk in the park for me," Nagisa shot back, her smirk widening as she placed a hand on her hip.

Both women began closing the distance between themselves and Kouhei. Their gazes burned into him with an intensity that made him instinctively lean back, his throat tightening as he swallowed hard.

"Um… D-Do I get a say in this?" he stammered.

"What do you think, Kouhei?" Hina asked coolly, her tone layered with a seductive edge.

"What do you think, Kou-kun?" Nagisa echoed playfully, her voice dripping with teasing charm.

Their words left no room for doubt—there was no escaping this. Kouhei felt a mixture of bewilderment and intrigue coursing through him. The surreal nature of the situation didn't escape him, but the heat in their eyes made it impossible for him to focus on anything else. At this moment, all he could do was let himself melt into the atmosphere they created.

Hina was the first to act, leaning in close until their faces were mere inches apart. She didn't hesitate as she pressed her lips to his, her kiss firm and deliberate, as if staking her claim. Before he could even react, Nagisa grabbed his arm, pulling him toward her with a playful yet demanding energy. Her lips crashed against his, her kiss fiery and insistent, leaving no doubt about her intentions.

They began alternating, their lips taking turns devouring his, each kiss charged with a different kind of energy.

"Wow… Kou-kun, you're an amazing kisser," Nagisa murmured breathlessly, her lips brushing against his as she pulled back for just a moment.

"Of course he is," Hina said with a hint of smugness. "We kiss all the time."

It was true. Before meeting Kouhei, both of them had been inexperienced. But now, one month into their relationship, they had honed their skills.

"Now then, why don't you relax and see just how lewd I truly am, Kouhei," Hina teased, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "I'm a succubus. Being lewd is in my nature, you know?" She slowly dragged her tongue over her lips, her eyes locking onto him with a predatory gleam. In one swift motion, she pushed him back onto the cold, tiled floor, her body hovering over his with a commanding presence. Her lips descended onto his chest, finding one of his nipples, and her warm, wet tongue began lapping at it, teasing circles around the sensitive bud.

At the same time, her hand slid downward, wrapping snugly around his cock. Her grip was firm yet smooth, and she started to stroke him with deliberate, measured movements, her fingers working him with sinful expertise.

"Fufufu… Did you really think I'd let you steal the spotlight, Hina? No way in hell!" Nagisa chimed in, her voice a sultry mix of playfulness and challenge. She leaned forward with a smirk, her lips closing around his other nipple as her tongue danced across it with a teasing flick. Her free hand trailed down to his crotch, her fingers finding the sensitive tip of his cock. Without hesitation, she began rubbing it with tantalizing strokes, her touch light yet maddeningly effective.

Both women kept their eyes locked on him as they worked him over, their gazes filled with heat and unspoken promises.

"Ngh…" Kouhei groaned, his voice trembling as the dual sensations coursed through him. Pleasure consumed him in relentless waves, each stroke and flick of their tongues sending jolts through his body. Hina's gentle yet commanding hand worked his shaft with rhythmic precision, while Nagisa's teasing caress at his tip pushed him closer to the edge.

His toes curled involuntarily, his body succumbing to the overwhelming bliss. Hina's lips and tongue tormented one nipple while Nagisa lavished attention on the other, their hands moving in perfect harmony to drive him wild.

"Ah… I-I'm cumming…!" he cried out, his voice breaking as his release surged through him. His cock throbbed violently, and thick streams of cum erupted, flying through the air before splattering onto their waiting hands.

"Ah… Look at this amount," Hina said with a sly grin, holding up her cum-coated hand and spreading her fingers apart. The sticky substance stretched into thin, glistening strings between her digits. "It's all because of me that you came this much, right?"

"No way," Nagisa shot back, her tone confident as she examined her own cum-streaked hand. "This is obviously because of me, isn't it?"

Their heated gazes turned to him, demanding an answer. Kouhei opened his mouth, but no words came. His mind was a haze of pleasure, too clouded to form a coherent response.

"Hmph, still undecided, are we?" Hina said with a smirk, her confidence unwavering. "Fine then. We'll just have to keep going until one of us comes out on top."

Without waiting for a reply, she brought her hand to her lips, her tongue sliding sensually along her fingers as she licked the cum clean. Her movements were slow and deliberate, her eyes never leaving his. At the same time, she shifted her position, her hips lowering until she was straddling his waist, her body pressing against his.