Chapitre 61: Chapter 2 (18+)
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"D-do I really have to wear this...?!"
"Well, according to my research, it seems to be considered formal attire."
"It's actually quite cute, though..."
"If you dislike it that much, I won't force you."
"No way! I'll do it, let me try it on!"
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Ever since arriving in this town, returning home to the church always fills me with excitement. Just knowing Maria is waiting makes my steps lighter.
Today, those steps are three times lighter than usual. Although there was no pressing need to go out, I deliberately created a patrol excuse just to experience the thrill of coming back home.
It's been three days since Maria took her neighbor's advice and made the first move.
I've abstained from sex for two whole days just for this moment. Yesterday, resisting her advances when she couldn't bear it any longer nearly made me bite my tongue off.
Thanks to hypnotic magic, even if I skipped along on my way home, no one would think anything of it—but I purposely put on a normal act anyway. With games like these, adhering to tradition is key. You have to steel your mind and commit fully to the role.
"Maria, I'm back."
"Welcome home." Her young wife, still retaining traces of innocence,
"Would you like dinner? A bath? Or perhaps..."
greeted him gracefully upon his return.
However...
"Or maybe me?" Contrary to her words, there wasn't a hint of modesty left in her attire.
Despite spending countless intimate moments together, her familiar body seemed to exude a different allure now that it was revealed in the everyday setting of their living room.
Her slender, beautiful white legs; her soft, plump upper arms that looked so delicious; her enticing neck, which I wanted to sink my teeth into—
All day long, these charms had been concealed beneath her nun's habit.
Well then...
"Of course, let's feast on Maria."
"Yes...!"
Maria wore nothing but an apron—naked apron style.
This is one of the ultimate battle suits for newlyweds. Though it takes some courage to declare it the only one.
The apron I picked up for her in town was made with plenty of lace, a high-end item leaning heavily toward cute rather than sexy.
They also sold more transparent, overtly erotic versions (which spoke volumes about the shopkeeper's interests), but I deliberately chose cuteness instead.
If a lovely young maiden like Maria were to wear this apron normally, it would surely unleash an overwhelming wave of adorableness. Still, I'd love to see that sometime, too, so maybe next time I'll ask her to try it out.
The contrast created by using such a cute apron for erotic purposes, specifically as a naked apron, was what I sought. The disparity between Maria's adorable apron and her lewd body, amplified by my two-day abstinence-induced lust, was precisely the sight I wanted to behold.
"My darling Maria, what preparations have you made for me?"
"My... ♡ Ohh! Yes... ♡ I am Lord Ain's Maria. Maria is, Maria is... ♡"
The apron primarily covered the front of her body.
With aesthetics prioritized over practicality, there was minimal protection for her arms and lower half, but at least her torso was adequately shielded—well, it would have been if not for one issue: Maria's exceptionally oversized breasts.
Her body's femininity utterly contradicted her youthful appearance. These massive mounds were so large that even both hands couldn't cover a single breast; concealing them entirely with just the apron was an impossible task.
Her bulging side-boob seemed to assert its presence even more aggressively. Even in manga for young boys, as long as nipples aren't visible, exposed cleavage is considered acceptable; yet this sight was so rule-breaking that I wanted to scream.
And her buttocks were no exception—this apron couldn't possibly conceal her lower half. While it managed to just barely cover the area between her legs, there was absolutely no attempt made to hide the enormous mound of flesh that exceeded all proportions for easy childbirth.
I could clearly see where her legs met at the base and the edge of her groin stretching triangularly from there. Her plump, meaty rear was fully on display.
"Maria."
"Yes, my lord... ♡"
Gently, I embraced her.
The desire to gaze upon her longer clashed with the urge to take her immediately. The satisfaction of holding her conflicted with the discontent of not being able to admire her while doing so.
But I wasn't alone here.
It's just Maria and me here. So I can't let my own feelings dictate everything; I have to consider her as well.
As I hold her close, my body sinks into hers.
She has somewhat toned muscles, but before I can crush them, they yield beneath me. Still, the physical contact causes her temperature to spike rapidly.
"May I?"
"Yes...! ♡ Yes, please! ♡ Take your time...♡ Enjoy it thoroughly!"
Plop.
My lips meet her plump ones.
Even without exerting much pressure with my fingers, simply moving them makes Maria's lips follow along. Relishing the squishy sensation, I explore her mouth, which is slick with saliva.
"Ahhh... Mmm!"
"What's wrong?"
"K-kiss..."
"Of course."
"Ohhh!"
Maria opens her mouth wide like a baby bird begging for food.
Guided by her writhing tongue,
"Mnnn... Mm-chu... Chu... Sllluuurrrr..."
I feast on her lips.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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