Chapitre 44: Chapter 2 (18+)
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"Mm...nn, mmn."
She fastened her buttons.
Now, not many people can get excited by those words alone, I suspect. After all, she was buttoning up, not taking off her clothes. Even me, when asked if hearing that phrase alone would arouse me, might have hesitated before answering...
Yes, things have changed. At present, my body reacts instantly to such simple utterances.
Whether it be her nun's habit or everyday attire, Maria almost always wore monk's habits. They were likely convenient for dressing, but perhaps also due to certain disadvantages of having such a voluptuous figure.
So I brought over something to give her—a shirt, as they're called.
Thanks, fake fantasy anime! It turns out you can find modern-looking items if you know where to look. All it takes is money, of course. Surely this must be what cash was invented for, right?
I asked Maria to change into the shirt after stripping down to just her panties first.
The shirt came with both men's and women's styling options, but today she's wearing one designed specifically for ladies. Since her bust size far exceeds the standard range, it had to be made to order.
Now, try imagining this:
A beautiful girl already struggling to adjust to unfamiliar clothing, even more flustered by her own enormous breasts while trying to fasten the buttons.
Her lower half is clad only in underwear, so there's also the tantalizing bonus feature that her naked body seems faintly visible through the thin fabric. If that doesn't get your blood pumping, we probably have very different tastes. My apologies.
The top button near her neck would be tricky for anyone who isn't used to this kind of clothing.
But that wasn't Maria's only problem. Her massive breasts obscured her view, making it difficult to fasten even the lower buttons.
"Is this okay?" Having finished changing, she stood up and modeled the outfit for me.
The borderline between what was covered and what wasn't added an erotic allure; I'm sure Maria knew this as well, yet although her face flushed pink, she didn't pull down her skirt to hide herself any further.
She was a good girl, showing everything off properly just as I asked.
"Yes, you look great! Could you turn around for me?"
"O-okay..."
Swish.
In the past, shirts were often worn without anything underneath, which explains why they're still long enough to cover one's bottom. But precisely because these garments conceal so much, the bulge of her ample rear is all the more vulgar beneath them.
The length of her skirt barely covers her butt. In fact, its modesty only makes the bulge of those huge cheeks seem even more vulgar.
"Oh my, it looks like you've buttoned this wrong partway down."
"Huh?"
"Yes, please hold still. I'll fix it for you."
Snip, snip-snip.
"Nn... Nnngh... Ahh..."
Her voice sounds strained as she endures the ticklish sensation.
In a dimly lit room, there's a man and a woman alone together. The man is unbuttoning the woman's blouse. Even if their actions are justified, can they be considered normal?
I don't indulge in any exaggerated groping or anything like that.
There's no need for such behavior. Right now, all I have to do is correct her mistake. That simplicity itself gets me fired up.
"There we go, all fixed."
"Th-thank you very much."
Her breasts were hidden from view, which only emphasized her words.
If she wanted to call my balls unrealistic, fine by me. I was just going to enjoy the reality before my eyes.
"S-so then..."
"Yes, thank you for doing this."
I pretended to stay calm, but my son had been standing at attention since earlier.
The moment Maria acknowledged his hardness—firm enough that it would swing wildly with even the slightest twitch—she knelt between my legs.
"Ahhh...ahhhn♡"
Her saliva glistened brilliantly.
She parted her lips, revealing her ample tongue and perfectly aligned teeth.
Suppressing my urge to have her take me straight away, I reminded myself how important preparation is.
Chup!
"Mm-chu♡ Chup! Chu! Chuur♡ Chupa♡"
Maria took something into her mouth with obvious relish: my index finger.
She sucked it firmly between her upper and lower lips as the tip of her tongue twined sensually around it.
From fingertip to knuckle, even down to the space between each nail—she licked every part of my digit clean.
"Churrrrurur ♡♡"
What was Maria doing?
Storing up saliva. A huge amount.
Without reducing friction first, my sensitive pernis would only feel pain. So Maria's spit served as our initial lubricant.
I knew we could just use lotion, but I wanted to save that for later.
And while I understood that ejaculating once would solve the problem, I preferred to postpone that option too.
This was our very first time together, after all.
It might have been selfish to want to prepare everything ourselves, but why not? It concerned us alone anyway.
With my other hand, I gently stroked Maria's head.
Just from licking and being caressed, Maria's eyes were already beginning to glaze over with the same desire as before.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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