Chapter 105: Chapter 4 (18+)
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"You want to put whipped cream inside me...? ♡ Lord Ain, you're such a pervert! ♡"
"Was that not okay?"
"A p-perv! A perv! ♡"
Fine, then. Consider it admitted: I am indeed a pervert.
But let's face it—Maria flaunting her big butt and lewdly spreading her cheeks wide open is just as twisted.
I'm a pervert; she's a pervert. When two lovers embrace their shared kinks, nothing but happiness can exist between them.
"Ahhhhh, peeeeerv!" Maria exclaimed lovingly.
With her rear magically cleansed, I inserted the nozzle of a generously filled whipped cream dispenser deep within her.
Maria's anus easily swallowed up the tip of the bag like a small child eagerly sucking cream directly from its container.
"Ahhhhh... My butt... ♡♡ My butt! You're putting whipped cream inside meee! Ahh! Aaaah!" Maria lifted her hips higher and higher, her body betraying her words as it sought pure pleasure.
To fulfill both her desires and mine, I squeezed the bag with all my might without hesitation.
"Fwooooh! Oooooooooh! Creammm! Ohhhhh! Butt...cream in my butt... Ohhhhh!"
Gloop-gloop! Gloop-loo-loo! Blub-blub! Glooop!
"Aaaaah! So cold! It's so cooold! Ah! Ah! Ah! Nnnnnoooooh!"
As something foreign invaded her rear, Maria instinctively tried to escape by leaning forward. Her enormous breasts flattened under her weight, spilling their milk alongside her flesh onto the floor below.
Cream going in, milk coming out—both with that sweet, intoxicating aroma driving her mad.
Shlurp...
"Fuhhh!"
I'd prepared more than enough whipped cream, but it all disappeared inside Maria's gut. Her bloated belly was proof of just how much she had taken.
"Ahhh! Ahhh!"
A normal person would have succumbed to the overwhelming urge to defecate by now and released the cream messily from their ass. But after so many sexual encounters with me, Maria could still handle having her anus stuffed until it felt like bursting.
"What♡ should we do♡ next?♡ Haaah♡ haaah♡?"
Hurry up and suck the cream out of my butt. That seemed to be what Maria's twitching asshole was saying. It might have been fun to indulge myself and lap it straight from her anus, but since I've gone this far down the abnormal path, I need to see it through to the end. If you're going to eat poison, finish your plate.
Well, it's whipped cream instead of poison, and not on a plate but...
"I just happened to have these leftover."
"...Ohhh, my love!"
They were ice-cream cones.
These too were remnants from the Starry Night Festival feast. The children had eaten all the ice cream, leaving only the cones behind. Naturally, cleaning up after them was their parents' responsibility.
"Oh, how cruel! Lord Ain, you're so mean for making me do this!"
But considering your swift preparations despite having such a full stomach, I don't think that criticism applies to you. Realizing she needed more height, Maria brought over two sturdy child-sized stools from the bathroom. She placed one foot on each stool, using them as stepping platforms.
Built robustly to prevent injuries during children's play, the stools remained unshaken even with adult Maria standing on them. Satisfied by their solid stability, Maria looked content.
Standing on tiptoe atop them, Maria then lowered her body until she was sitting on her heels with knees wide apart, exposing her crotch. Her plump pussy was fully visible, and even her juicy butt cheeks were apparent from this angle.
An erotic squat.
With the footrests as her base, Maria executed a picture-perfect lewd pose.
All I did was show her an ice cream cone. Yet without any further instruction, she had prepared herself like this—a testament to her growth, or perhaps more accurately, her sexual development. It always astonishes me, but naturally, it's a delightful surprise.
"Ahh... ♡ Haaah... ♡ Nnnn ♡ Ahh ♡... Phew ♡ Ha ♡ Mmm ♡♡"
Maria's voice betrayed her diminishing composure, as maintaining this position while resisting the urge to defecate proved challenging even for her. While observing her longer held its allure, I couldn't risk upsetting her after bringing her this far; there'd be no turning back.
I bypassed her plump, juicy pussy and moved lower. Holding my corn, I brought it beneath her crotch. Once it was positioned just right, I gently placed my other hand on Maria's swollen belly.
"Haaah...haaah! No! Absolutely not! We can't do this...!"
"Is that so?"
"Yes! No! It's wrong! You mustn't press on my tummy like—nngh! Don't squeeze me there!"
"Like this?" I applied only the slightest bit of pressure, more touching than pressing.
"Ohhh!" she gasped.
Ploop! Ploooop, plooooooop, plop-plop-ploppity-plop.
From Maria's anus, sweet, creamy custard began to squirt out. Thick, long strands emerged one after another.
As I slowly swirled my hand holding the cone, the cream wound around itself, forming that shape everyone loves—the classic soft-serve swirl. Well, technically it wasn't soft serve since it was whipped cream, but close enough.
"I'm going to stop the cream soon."
"Haaah... Fffoohh... Nnnngh... Haaah... Yesss... Ahhh...!" she gasped raggedly between dull cries of pleasure as her anal muscles tightened.
She probably wanted to let everything just gush out, but when I stopped the flow at precisely the right moment, she managed to hold back like a high-performance soft-serve machine.
"Haah... Haah... Haaaah... Haah... Haah... Sto-stop! I ca-can't... Gnnngh... Mmph! Haaaaaah...!"
"Okay... Shall we make another?"
"B-but...!"
There were only two of us here: Maria and myself. Did we really need two soft-serve cones?
"Ahh! Gaaah! Oohh... Oh! Oh! Oooooh... Ahhhh!"
"Well done."
We successfully created a second helping of soft serve.
Maria's anal muscles screamed as she had to suppress her urge to defecate once more, but even that seemed like part of the pleasure for her. When I retrieved the second cone from between her legs, it was generously drizzled with her dripping love juices.
"Haah...haah...haaah... Haaaah..."
Her belly is still stuffed with soft serve from Ponpokolin, but we can save that for later enjoyment. For now, it's time to savor the ice cream Maria and I have created together.
"This is horrible! ♡ Horrible! ♡ Soooo horrible! ♡♡"
Maria accepts the love juice–coated treat reverently with both hands, repeating her words almost deliriously. But one look at her eyes makes it clear she means just the opposite.
"Well then, before it melts—"
"Ahhhhh...!"
"Please eat up."
"Ohh...ohh...oohh!"
Maria sticks out her quivering tongue slowly, licking delicately yet firmly at the whipped cream she squeezed from her own anus.
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