Chapitre 43: Chapter 1: The Breast Scene (18+)
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"Lord Ain..."
This happened not long after I bonded with Maria.
Ever since then, we've indulged our sexual desires every night. The hypnosis I cast on her remains intact, but she seems to have settled down for now.
This is purely my speculation, but just as with anything else, perhaps there's a limit to how much one's libido can be amplified. And maybe that threshold varies from person to person, along with their means of expression.
Maria was transforming into a shameless, kinky nun, yet her innate seriousness hadn't vanished entirely. If anything, it seemed like she threw herself even more fervently into her duties during the day after expending energy with me each night.
A diligent sister by day, insatiable vessel of lust by night—that was Maria.
Pretty awesome, right?
"What's wrong?" One evening, she spoke to me, fidgeting bashfully.
Ever since that day, we've been sharing my bedroom as if it's the most natural thing in the world. To be sure, neither of us explicitly asked the other for such intimacy; it just sort of happened. But precisely because of this, I find it hard to imagine her enduring embarrassment to come after me herself. If left unchecked, our nightly routine would have continued tonight, too.
In which case...
"Abou...t this!" She pulls something out from behind her enormous ass and presents it to me.
It's a textbook for her—and a memento from my now-deceased childhood friend (Hey, don't kill him off so casually!)—namely...
An erotic book.
The cover is different from the one she used to learn fellatio.
This tome was procured by request from said childhood friend at another time. The letter I wrote asking for it will forever remain my greatest shame.
"Nnngh! My apologies... I should have placed it somewhere women wouldn't find it—no, disposing of it beforehand would have been the right choice."
"A-ah! N-no, that's not what I meant! It's not about blaming you, Lord Ain!" She hastily tried to save face.
I intentionally left the erotic book in plain sight and now pretended to make excuses for it.
"So, regarding its contents..."
Her flushed cheeks might be admitting she read the found material, or perhaps she was imagining further scenarios?
I had deliberately asked my childhood friend to gather books featuring busty women, intending them as references for her.
"This! I want to try this!"
The page she opened depicted a beautiful woman with large breasts proudly squeezing a man's penis between them.
In other words,
"I-I wish to attempt something called 'P-paizuri'!"
It looks like another fun night ahead.
"I've mentioned this before, but those books exaggerate for male fantasies, so there's no need to take them too literally."
"Does that mean you...like it, Lord Ain?"
"Well, I can't exactly deny that..."
With my excuses (pretending to be a gentleman) exhausted, all that remained was to enjoy myself.
My son down below had already achieved full erection. It was unclear whether I could control such things with sheer willpower, but maybe from now on, I should try training him not to get hard until Maria touches me.
Isn't it amazing when a cute girl desperately tries to make your flaccid member stand at attention?
"I want to do more things that would please you, L-Lord Ain... B-because I love you!"
"Maria..."
We were enveloped by a rosy, shoujo manga–esque atmosphere.
Though it would've felt even more like that if she weren't kneeling between my legs on the bed while saying those words.
Sorry to disappoint, but this moment is about to be overtaken by another kind of pink. This sort of thing should happen during the day, you know—when there's light outside.
"Then I'll begin now..."
I could tell she was nervous, but still, maybe choose your words more carefully? You sound like a samurai or something. So cute!
As she fumbled with my belt, still unaccustomed to handling it, I lifted my hips slightly, and she managed to slip off my pants effortlessly. Even through my cotton underwear, the outline of my erect pernis was unmistakable.
Gulp.
My throat audibly clicked.
It must have been unintentional, but hers did too, undoubtedly.
Having finished removing my trousers, her hands moved next to my underwear.
These were the same pants I used to sniff incessantly in the past. Lately, they had reverted to their original function as mere fabric protecting my crotch, since I finally had access to the real deal.
They were thinner material than my pants, yet harder to take off due to getting caught on things.
Despite feeling bad for Maria struggling so diligently, I wasn't inclined to help remove them myself. After all, just the sensation of being undressed might make me ejaculate prematurely.
Whack.
"Mmmmm!"
"I-I'm sorry!"
"It's...all right..."
For some reason,
since her face was closer than necessary, when I yanked off my underwear, my pernis snapped up and smacked Maria squarely across her adorable features.
Ah, this is definitely an accident.
"Haaah... Haaaah... Haaaah... Haaaaah... Haah... Haaaah..."
Lately, the border between my cock and balls has been Maria's favorite spot.
Right now, she's sniffing away at that area with lightning speed, wearing an expression of pure ecstasy as she savors the scent.
Unable to contain herself any longer, drool begins leaking from the corners of her mouth.
If I leave her alone, she'll probably start sucking on it soon enough.
Not that there's anything wrong with that, but today I want to explore new horizons.
"Maria."
"Eep!" She snaps back to reality.
"Do you know how to do this?"
"Uhh... Y-yes!" Her enthusiastic reply makes those enormous breasts bounce wildly.
Still hidden beneath her clothes for now, they're the stars of the show today.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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