‘Famous for a reason—the saliva of barbarian women!’
Slurp…!
Slurp…!
Squish…!
Slurp…!
Geum Taeyang’s erect cock was merely coated in lake water at first.
But as Athena’s thick saliva poured over it and mingled with her grip, an obscenely lewd sound erupted despite her inexperience.
‘The continent’s sex symbol!
No wonder nobles who sneer at barbarians still keep “try a barbarian woman at least once” on their bucket lists.’
Athena’s saliva was that abundant, that viscous—on an entirely different level from human women.
It was the product of evolution.
The barbarian race had settled in harsh lands where only the strongest bodies survived.
Among them, only those with the most optimized sexual DNA endured.
Especially the women, who needed to bear many children.
The result: saliva that could lubricate anywhere without aid, vaginal walls that could regulate even the most vigorous barbarian ejaculation, and skin that stayed firm and plump no matter the age.
That was why lust-crazed civilized nobles were desperate to possess barbarian women, which only made the barbarians more insular.
‘This is my first time, but it’s actually going pretty well!
I can hear those nasty sounds coming from my own hands!’
Squelch…!
Squish…!
Slurp…!
Gluck…!
Athena herself was stunned by the hidden talent she was displaying.
She had expected trouble because Geum Taeyang’s cock was so massive her hands couldn’t even close around it.
Yet the moment those shameless, wet handjob sounds filled the air, the novice female barbarian felt a surge of confidence.
“How is it?
Feels good, Taeyang?”
She had to ask.
She wanted to hear exactly how much pleasure her efforts were giving the male.
Athena lifted her flushed face and urged Geum Taeyang for an answer.
“Visually and tactilely, it’s way beyond my expectations, Athena.
Feels incredible.”
Having personally experienced the sexual optimization of barbarian women, Geum Taeyang was already openly savoring Athena’s handjob.
His expression showed him thoroughly enjoying her touch, while his eyes greedily roamed her naked body like the perverted male he was.
“Visually?”
Athena, brimming with confidence in her handjob skill, didn’t understand his wandering gaze and followed it.
“Your breasts are bouncing beautifully, Athena.
All shiny and wet from the water.”
Bounce!
Bounce!
Bounce!
The destination of his gaze was Athena’s 75G breasts.
Geum Taeyang’s cock was simply too large; Athena couldn’t properly stroke it with just her hands.
Her upper body had to move with the motion, making those massive, melon-like breasts sway violently.
“Y-you pervert!
You’re obsessed with weird things!”
Slap!
Slap!
Squish!
Squish!
Squelch!
Following Geum Taeyang’s line of sight, Athena also saw her own bouncing breasts and immediately triggered her tomboy allergy.
The reaction was quite intense.
If earlier she had been shyly trying to look away, now she was furiously stroking his cock as if venting her anger through the handjob itself.
The sight of her huge breasts jiggling while she worked was simply too feminine for her tomboy sensibilities to accept.
“Weird?
It’s not weird at all.
It’s the perfect sight to make a man’s cock angry.
Twitch!
Twitch!”
A powerful squeeze at the base made Geum Taeyang’s body jolt, but he kept his cool and smoothly countered her tantrum.
“They get in the way during fights!
And they draw everyone’s eyes!
They’re way too big!”
Squish!
Squish!
Squish!
Truthfully, Athena’s complaints weren’t really aimed at Geum Taeyang—they were frustration at herself.
Her identity as a warrior had always come before her identity as a woman.
Ever since she was seven or eight, she had loudly declared she would become the greatest barbarian warrior.
Then puberty hit and her body changed in ways that felt like debuffs for combat.
Her mother was already the most voluptuous woman in the entire Mohican tribe, and Athena had far surpassed even the barbarian average, ending up with cow-like breasts and hips.
“Foolish girl!
You still don’t understand who the truly strong ones are.
Who brought the strongest warrior of the Mohican tribe, our chieftain, to his knees?
Wasn’t it your red-eyed rival?”
Stroke…!
The ten years of pent-up frustration Athena had been holding back exploded, making her handjob grip and speed increase dramatically.
It was almost too much for Geum Taeyang’s hips to handle, yet he refused to lose in presence.
He poured strength into both his voice and his cock as he scolded her.
“Absolutely not!
It was your mother!
Our tribe’s Great Mother!
The chieftain Conan Barbara knelt for months, enchanted by her femininity and beauty, until he finally won her!”
In his youth, Gaia tribe chieftain Conan Barbara had been incomparably wild and lustful.
He had shown off his overwhelming power while dreaming of unifying the Mohican tribe, a true madman of the winds—until that dream was shattered not by a powerful enemy, but by love for a woman.
She had been so renowned for her beauty across the entire Mohican region that people praised her as the future Great Mother, possessing both wisdom and virtue.
That woman was Athena’s mother.
“Uuuuugh…!”
Twitch!
Athena’s glare, which had been burning with fighting spirit, suddenly averted.
Her mouth, which had been running with complaints, snapped shut.
Even her hands, which had been aggressively stroking as if to rip his cock off, stopped moving.
Why?
Because she couldn’t refute Geum Taeyang’s words.
‘He’s right…
Even I, who can beat my father with sheer stubbornness, always end up crumbling in front of Mother…
That’s the truth.’
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