Please support me on Patreon, where you can read a bunch of extra chapters, not just for this novel, but for all the novels I'm translating. I upload at least 2 times daily for each novel.
Patreon.com/ThatGreatStuff
******
"Haah... ♡ Haah... ♡ Haaah... ♡ Haaah... ♡"
She keeps gyrating her big butt, demanding my cock.
With her hands braced against the wall, she spreads her legs wide, swaying those filthy, panty-clad hips up and down, back and forth, all quivery and cute.
Though she wears a nun's habit, her lower half looks like that of a shameless prostitute. This dangerously enchanting sight might be enough to make any other churchgoer faint if they were to witness it.
Her yellowed panties are soaked with love juices and nearly transparent now, revealing the shape of her lewd petals through the fabric.
"Please sniff me! Hurryyy! Pleeease!"
If she could get him to smell her, they'd have sex.
The answer born from Maria's pursuit of pleasure has taken over, stripping away all her shame—how adorable she is like this. If it were any other woman, such a vulgar sight might actually turn me off. But precisely because Maria is normally so devout, earnest, cute, and lovable, seeing her driven mad by lust is incredibly arousing.
Holding my breath, I kneel at her feet.
Before my eyes, that obscene ass continues its back-and-forth motion. Reaching out toward the two pillars supporting those arrogant mounds of flesh, I grasp them tightly. The twin columns of meat are so thick, neither hand can encircle one alone. My fingers sink deep into their plump softness.
"Ahhhhh... ♡ Ahh... ♡♡"
When I grab her thighs, Maria's gyrating dance comes to a halt.
Panting like an animal, she waits for my next move.
"Haaaah..."
I exhale all the air I've been holding toward those filthy panties before me.
It wasn't as if I'd been preparing by inhaling beforehand; it's barely even enough to create a breeze. But with that slight stimulation, a jolt of electricity courses through Maria from head to toe.
"Ah! Ahh! Oh! Ooh! Aaah!"
The hands gripping her thighs tremble along with Maria's legs.
Her quivering vibrations shake my body and cause my breaths to stutter, sending further shocks coursing through her flesh.
This could almost feel like a perpetual motion machine, but my lungs can only hold so much oxygen. What seems like an eternal moment ends abruptly.
My lungs collapse as they empty completely. My chest feels tight. The edges of my vision begin to darken slightly.
I don't inhale right away. Instead, I tighten my grip on Maria's trembling thighs. Her pussy shines with wetness beneath her filthy panties,
—schloop...
and I press my nose against them.
"Ooohhh!"
The three days' worth of accumulated love juices nearly make my nose slip off.
I hold her firmly in place and breathe in as deeply as possible—
Huuuuuuuuu!
"Oooohh! Oooooh! Oh! Ahh! Ohhhh! O-oooh! Oooooohhh!" She moans ecstatically.
I feel fulfilled.
Through my nose, through my lungs, through my bloodstream, every part of me is filled with the scent of Maria's pussy.
"Aaahh! You're sniffing it! Sniffing my pussy! Lord Ain, Lord Aiinnn! It shouldn't be allowed! Absolutely not, but you're still sniffing itttt!"
They swell.
Inhaling that foul odor, my lungs expand. Even as they feel like they might burst, even as it becomes painful, I don't stop breathing it in. I can't stop.
Initially, only my nose was pressed against her, but now my entire face is buried in her buttocks.
It's not because I moved forward; Maria pushed her rear out herself. Despite protesting, she thrusts her hips and begins gyrating on my face, wanting me to sniff more, essentially masturbating with my head.
"How do you like it? How do you liiiiike it?"
"Haaaaaah..."
"Ohhhhhh "ohhh" ♡♡!"
Breathing involves both inhaling and exhaling.
Having sucked in air until just before bursting, I exhale directly onto her pussy through her dirty panties.
"It's very—very strong... It really smells."
"Aaaaah! So cruel! Soooo cruuuelll! I told yooou! That's why I tolld youuuu!"
Maria wriggles her hips like a petulant child throwing a tantrum.
But she isn't actually upset. It's just talk; she takes pleasure in rubbing her ass against me, having me sniff her scent, and even being called smelly.
"But yes...I could get used to this."
"Liar! ♡ Liar, liarrrr! That can't be true!"
"I wouldn't lie about something like this."
It was my honest sentiment from the bottom of my heart.
Frankly speaking, it does smell. Yet beyond that raw odor, there's something strangely captivating. I want to keep inhaling—just a little more, always just a bit longer.
That said...
The sight of me buried face-first in a woman's huge rear end while discussing serious matters makes me feel like we've both gone mad in our own ways. Not that I'm complaining, but since Maria is already so deeply entrenched in her sexual obsession, I can't afford to lose myself entirely yet—not until we reach the bedroom, at least.
"There's still something I need to confirm...but first—"
"Mmm, yes...!"
"Shall we head to the bedroom?"
"Yes, please!" Maria exclaimed with a full, lascivious smile as she turned around, her rear still sticking out.
As soon as I stood up, she tried lowering her Sister outfit, but I stopped her hand.
"Ain-saa...nnnghhh...!"
―Squeezed tightly! ♡
Let's walk together, holding hands and—
When coming home from outside, it was her hand and nipples. This time,
it would be her hand and erect clitoris.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to hurry to the bedroom?"
"Ohhhh...y-yes...sooonnnh...!"
Maria could only stagger one step at a time.
With her Sister uniform hiked up, exposing her dirty panties, and her engorged clitoris pinched between my fingers,
she followed me slowly to the bedroom.