Chương 101: Chapter 2 (18+)
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"It's settled!"
The next day...
Maria hands me a catalog with a smile completely opposite the one she wore when striking us with lightning yesterday, despite our muddy state.
"I'm excited to see what outfits you picked out, Maria."
"Lord Ain, aren't you choosing anything?"
"Oh, well, actually..."
Just as I took the catalog from her hand, the world silently transformed around us. We were no longer standing in our room but rather in awe amidst a vast hall unlike anything we had ever seen before.
The opulent space, adorned like scattered jewels, even outshone the main hall of the church in the royal capital. An indiscernible light source cast overlapping hues reminiscent of a rainbow, creating an otherworldly atmosphere that felt almost surreal.
Despite being spacious enough for over a hundred people to dance comfortably, the music gently enveloping us from somewhere unseen prevented Maria and me—alone in this grand hall—from feeling any sense of emptiness.
"..."
It's said that during moments of true astonishment, one loses their words, and that was precisely what happened to Maria.
If I hadn't been briefed beforehand, I would've reacted just like her. We both probably would have stood there with our mouths agape, looking utterly dumbfounded.
"Apparently, this is all part of the Goddess's celebration for us."
"What? The Goddess... Huh?!"
"I must say, it suits you well, Lord Ain. Do you think I look somewhat more dignified now?"
The location wasn't the only thing that had changed; our attire underwent a transformation as well.
My clothes transitioned from cheap priest garments to an elegant tuxedo.
And Maria's outfit evolved from a nun's habit into a stunning dress.
However...
"Lord Ain, it's so...sexy...♡"
This dress was based on Maria's request during her dream encounter with the Goddess. It couldn't be merely a beautiful, ordinary gown.
At its core, it resembled a backless dress with a large open back, but simply being sexy didn't make it erotic.
The mesh fabric, primarily purple and exuding both elegance and luxury, made no attempt to conceal Maria's obscenely voluptuous body. The wedding dress had been somewhat see-through as well, but this was on another level. With that gown, you could only tell if you got close enough; now, her figure is clearly visible from afar. Normally, such dresses employ patterns to hide areas not meant for display, but naturally, there's none of that here. Instead, it's more like combat attire aggressively flaunting what should be concealed.
But perhaps the most distinctive feature of this outfit lies at her chest.
Backless dresses typically require support to prevent the breasts from popping out, often employing spaghetti straps or halter necklines to create the illusion of minimal structure. However, this particular dress lacks any supports around the shoulders or neck area.
If you ask whether her breasts fall out, half of that is correct and half incorrect.
The support for the dress actually comes from around her neck—specifically, her nipples.
Maria's rock-hard, super-sexy nipples are bound by rings of smooth mesh fabric. Since the dress is supported at their center, both her massive areolas and erect tips remain completely exposed. Perhaps this could be called a halter-nipple style?
"In this outfit... Ahhnnn ♡"
Any movement causes the dress to stimulate her nipples. And each time it does, she squirms anew, which only stimulates them further. Having become a perpetual erotic machine, Maria begins writhing sensually.
"Do you like it?"
"Mmm...! Asking me like that...is so unfair!"
Unlike her braless breasts, Maria was wearing panties beneath the sheer dress. However, considering their original purpose is to cover one's private area, it could be debated whether they even deserve that name.
At this point, the underwear consists of nothing more than strings, which serve not to conceal but rather accentuate her voluptuous curves by digging into them.
Seeing Maria in such a scandalous gown, reserved exclusively for my eyes, gets me all hot and bothered. My fancy tuxedo pants now sport a conspicuous tent.
Still, I can't let Norma's gracious hospitality go unappreciated. It would be rude not to dance with her.
"Shall we?"
"Yes... ♡ Yes, please..."
Taking her offered hand, we surrender ourselves to the music.
Right, left. Right, left. Our two-person dance began with simple steps. Despite having studied somewhat, we were still just a priest and nun from the frontier, after all. Our movements were awkward and stiff, but there was no one to mock us, so we continued enjoying our private time together.
I knew that beneath Maria's earnest demeanor lay a childlike spirit. A girl born on the outskirts could never dream of dancing with her beloved man in such a grand hall, yet this experience seemed enough to rekindle those youthful feelings within Maria, now a mother of more than ten children well past thirty years old.
Even so...
"Haaah... ♡ Haaaah... ♡ Haaaaah... ♡"
At present, her heart was consumed by pure, filthy desire alone.
Our hands clasped together, we stumbled clumsily through the unfamiliar dance, while Maria's body, pressed tightly against mine, moved gracefully in contrast as she rubbed herself against my chest, using it for nipple masturbation.
Drip! ♡ Drip! ♡ Dri-drip! ♡
Maria's steps left not footprints but trails of her juices behind. The rising heat from her body visibly materialized as steam, carrying the scent of an aroused woman.
"Maria, it's time to dance."
"Yes... ♡ That sounds lovely... ♡"
"You're such a naughty girl."
"Mmmnnn... ♡"
Pchuuu... ♡
Just whispering in her ear makes her pussy emit cries of joy. With so much more love juice gushing out, we might start slipping soon at this rate. I have to steel myself and put an end to her tit-fucking.
"All right then, let's try something like this."
"Ohhh...? ♡ Ahh! ♡♡!"
To prevent Maria from rubbing her nipples against me any further, I take them between my fingers.
Squishy-squishy... ♡
"Ahhh... ♡ Oh! ♡♡ Oh! ♡Nnnnooo... ♡♡"
With her hard, bouncy nubs still pinched in my hands, I spread her breasts apart.
This trick is only possible for Maria with her enormous, soft, and bountiful breasts, far larger than her head.
Instead of clasping our hands together, we connect hand to breast. Instead of bringing my arms behind me, I wrap them around her tits.
From breast hold to breast ballroom dancing...
"Shall we continue?"
"Ohhh, n-nipplleeessss! Ahh! Oh! Ooooh! Nnnngh... Boobs! Booooobs...! Ahhhh! Pulling on them feels soooo gooood! Aah! Ahhh! I'm cooooming! Coming, coming, cumminggg!"
"You're getting used to it now, right? Shall we pick up the pace a bit?"
"I'm ccc-comingggg! Uuugh! Ohhh! Oh! Oooh! Ooooooh! Ah! Ooohhh~~~!" ♡♡
Spshhhhhhhhhhh! ♡♡
Unable to contain herself any longer, she erupts in a shower of milk that adds another colorful element to our celebration. The creamy pale-yellow fluid mingles with Maria's golden hair, leaving it glistening.
To keep from slipping on the unending flow of milk, I tighten my grip around her nipples even more, inadvertently squeezing out even greater quantities.
"Ahhh... ♡ Ahn! ♡ Nnnnoooooo... ♡"
Maria's face is completely slack with pleasure, but she isn't just any woman.
As both my pregnant wife and the mother of many children, she has borne countless offspring and experienced hundreds upon hundreds of sexual encounters, making her simply the best female companion imaginable.
No matter how lost in ecstasy she becomes or how weak her limbs feel, this woman will always fulfill whatever desire I have for her.
So naturally, she doesn't stop dancing.
Her legs tremble uncontrollably, yet they continue to step rhythmically. Even as her feet get caught in sticky pools of her own love juices, Maria keeps moving along with me.
Ohhhhhhh, so soft...
"Nghh! Oh! Oh! ...Ooohhhhhh!"
When I lift one of her fleshy mounds, Maria understands my intention and begins spinning around me as she slips her body through the space between my arm and breast.
Her milk production increases even more, drenching both of us as we dance together.
With each turn we make, stepping rhythmically to the music, droplets of breast milk and love juices trace arcs through the air. Reflecting the rainbow-colored light from above, they create an erotic spectacle beyond mere beauty.
"Aaah... ♡ Ah... ♡ Uh... ♡"
By the time the melody changes, Maria has fully succumbed to ecstasy, her expression that of a woman drowning in pleasure.
"Would you like a short break?"
The Goddess told me that within this space, I wouldn't feel hunger or even need sleep. Indeed, after dancing one whole song, my throat wasn't dry at all. But never mind that.
"Please, drink up."
This was another matter entirely.
"H-hi... ♡ Mmmf... ♡♡"
Maria took the offered breast...
She latched onto my nipple as instructed and desperately began to suckle like her life depended on it. With her hair soaked in milk, she looked just like an infant; gently, I stroked her locks.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp! ♡♡ Nnnn ♡ Slurp ♡ Nmmbluu ♡"
"Is it tasty?"
"Mmmm ♡ Mmm ♡ Slurp ♡ Nnnnn ♡♡"
"I'm glad you enjoy it. May I have some next?"
"Ohh ♡ Oh ♡...Sluuuurrrp! ♡♡"
Nodding vigorously, Maria sucked harder. Then she parted from my nipple with plump cheeks puffed out, puckering her lips toward me.
"Thanks for the meal."
Smack.
Her pursed lips enveloped my mouth. It wasn't a kiss; it felt more like I was consuming Maria's mouth itself.
―Sip♡ Sip-sip♡ Sip-sip-sip♡
Warm, sweet liquid flowed into me.
Maria was transferring milk from her cheeks to my mouth.
She teased by only letting it trickle slowly, and when I flicked her lips with my tongue, she just smiled coyly. This battle was clearly lost. Once, I pulled away briefly and gently pressed my hand against Maria's puffed-up cheek.
Squish.
As I softly squeezed, a torrent of milk gushed forth from her soft, plump lips. Desperate not to spill a single drop, I hastily opened wide and caught the flow in my mouth.
"Mmmph... ♡ All gone now, ♡"
Adorably, sloppily, Maria extended her tongue to show that there was no more milk left. Even though I wanted much, much more, if she'd had enough, then there was nothing for it.
"Ooohh♡ Mmmnnniii"
—squishhhhhh...
Maria, with her erotic petals blooming wide open, lifted her dress and spread her legs, thrusting out her crotch to seductively beckon me.
"I can't hold on any longer, my love! Haaah...haaah...haaah... Your cock, Lord Ain's cock—I want it inside my pussy! Please give it to meee!"
"Do you really want me that badly?"
"Yes! Yes, I do! Yes, yes, yes! Maria is your baby maker! We'll have lots of sex and make plenty of babies together! Yours, Lord Ain! Mine, Maria's! So many! We must have soooo many!" she pleaded passionately.
"Ohh...Maria..."
"I looove you! Love you, love you, Lord Ain! I want more of your babies! More! Make love to me even morreee!" she begged.
"Of course I will!"
"Ahhh...nnngh...ohhh...AHHH...Nnnnnn!"
I quickly shed my pants, exposing my lower half. The sight of my erect cock delighted Maria.
She rarely expressed her desire for me to reciprocate her feelings, almost as if she couldn't bring herself to ask outright. Despite telling me how much she loved me often enough.
Please love me.
I'll teach her body just how ecstatic these words make me feel!
"Nnnhoohhh?! ♡♡"
With her wide-open pussy ready, I positioned my engorged gland at its entrance and wasted no time thrusting inside.
"Ohhhh♡ Oh... oh... oh...♡ Ohh... ohhh!♡♡"
In one swift motion, I plunged deep into her body.
My rock-hard cock swiftly reached the entrance to her cervix with a gentle knock.
"Penis! Lord Ain's penis! It's here! It's here, it's here, it's here, it's here! ♡♡ Eeeeek!"
"All right—"
"What...? ♡...Ah!♡♡ Ah!...Ahaa!♡♡"
―Squeeze!♡
If I were simply going to thrust, grabbing Maria's hips would have been logical. However, what I actually grasped was:
"Care to dance?"
It was her nipple.
"One! Two! Three! One! Two! Three!"
"Ahhn! ♡ Hoo! ♡ Hee! ♡ Oh-ho! ♡♡ Nnnh! ♡ Hooh! ♡♡"
Maria moaned with each count.
We were adding a cock-in-pussy hold to our breast embrace. This is what the evolution of breast ballroom dancing looks like—sex ballroom dancing.
The man supports his partner beneath her legs with his penis so she doesn't collapse from the pleasure radiating through her nipples. Then, by interpreting the man's intentions transmitted through his cock with her sensitive pussy, their coordination deepens even further.
I might get some flak for that explanation, but if you don't do whatever the hell you want when you can during your reincarnation, why bother being reborn into another world?! This, this right here, is what it's all about!
"Maria..."
"Ai~n saa~ ♡ ohh ♡ ah ♡ aaahhh ♡!"
"Maria."
"Oh ♡ gaaah ♡nnn ♡ aaaah ♡!"
Maria's body began to rise.
She was being lifted up—not by arm strength, hand power, or even Hypnotic Magic—but solely by the force of my cock!
"Maria!"
"Nghhh ♡ oh ♡ haaa ♡ ooh ♡ ♡ oooh" ♡ ooo"...!♡♡"
Deep within her pussy, at the entrance where she would nurture our precious child...
"I love you—!"
"Aaaaaah ♡ ah ♡ ♡ aaah ♡ ♡ ah ♡ aaah ♡ ah ♡ ahhh"!!
"With all my heart!"
―Doooobbbrrrshhh! Bbuurrrshhh! Ddoppppyyyshhh! Doppp! Doppp! Dddoppyyy! Doopshhhshhh! Bburrrshhh-doppppyyyyy! Buuurrshhh-doppppyyyshhh!
"Mmmph! Ahh...! Ohhh...! A-Ah! Yes! Yes! Mmmm! Oohhhh! Oh yes! Oh, my! I-I love youuuu!"
Still connected to her, I held her aloft.
For what felt like an eternity, I continued pumping seed into her body.
"H-huh?"
"As such, time flows slightly differently here than it does in our world."
"So, until morning on Earth..."
"It should take about three days, apparently."
As mentioned earlier, we don't need rest or anything else here. We can't get tired, and that applies sexually as well.
"...I-in other words, darling?" she asked coyly.
"That's right," I replied, shedding my cumbersome jacket.
Naked, I gently pushed Maria down onto the trembling bed.
"I'll make love to you for three whole days."
"Oh boy, I can't wait!" ♡
Needless to say, it took Maria a full day to come back down to earth after returning to her original world.
I might've gone a bit overboard...
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