Chapter 24
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Comfort - 6
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Sylvia rose gracefully and began wiping the semen from her face with a nearby cloth.
Did she realize? Every single one of her actions was lethally seductive to a man.
'This is driving me insane.'
I could somewhat understand the feelings of the village men who had clung to her so desperately.
Even if they couldn't have such a beautiful woman, just watching her seemed like it would bring happiness.
"It's getting dark out, so we should head back soon."
But I was different.
"Sian?"
I stepped up behind her and prodded her ass with my swollen cock.
"..."
Just like last time, Sylvia said nothing. She simply blushed and stayed still.
Watching her like that, I thrust my hips again, pressing my cock firmly against her ass.
But unlike before, Sylvia didn't respond. She seemed to be hesitating over something.
Her eyes pleaded for me to push her over the edge, her expression full of tender longing for me to be the one who wanted it.
If I said I was going to take her right then, she would accept me without hesitation.
But to make her fully mine, she had to desire me of her own accord—not because I pushed her into it.
So I left the choice to Sylvia.
"Sylvia."
"Y-yes... Sian?"
"I won't force you anymore."
"Huh?"
"If you want it, I'll love you as passionately as I do Chloe. But if you don't, our relationship ends here."
"..."
Sylvia froze at my words, making no move. I leaned in close to her ear and whispered,
"I told you, no more chances to dodge it. Choose now: become my woman and share love with me, or stop here."
"...You little rascal."
Sylvia looked up at me with a frustrated pout, then offered her ass to me just like last time.
It meant she had chosen me.
...
She knew she shouldn't feel this way about her son-in-law, but deep down, Sylvia was jealous of Chloe.
It couldn't be helped. Despite marrying under the same circumstances, Chloe was living a happy married life that Sylvia never had.
Of course, it had been less than half a year since their wedding, but Sylvia could tell. Unlike her own husband, Sian would build a joyful family.
Sian was that exceptional. Far from relying on his father's reputation like her overconfident husband, Sian had masterful hunting skills and expertise in many fields. And he didn't stop there—he worked harder than anyone for his family. The way he loved his wife Chloe was evident; their passionate nights showed no signs of cooling.
'What if I'd married Ian... would it have been like this?'
Sylvia's first love had been Sian's adoptive father, Ian.
Handsome looks, exceptional hunting prowess, and a silver tongue that put everyone at ease.
He seemed like a fallen noble straight out of a novel.
But unlike her feelings, Sylvia never connected with Ian. She was a villager, he was an outsider branded with a criminal mark. In the end, she married as her husband intended.
Then Sian appeared before her. He didn't have Ian's handsome face, but his outstanding abilities and calming presence often made her see echoes of Ian.
Especially when Sian wrapped Chloe in his broad arms—Sylvia felt vicarious satisfaction, even envy for her own daughter.
'I want that man to love me too. I want to be happy as a woman.'
Maybe that's why she hadn't refused Sian that day and let things escalate—and why she sought an even deeper bond with him now. Perhaps it was an extension of that lingering love she couldn't forget.
...
Sylvia took my hand and led me somewhere.
There was a bed slightly larger than the others, with a small statue of a goddess beside it.
"What's this place?"
"My bed."
Her words sent blood rushing to my lower body.
This was her bedroom—the one she'd shared with her husband.
'This is driving me insane.'
As I felt like I might lose it right there, Sylvia stepped before the statue, clasped her hands, and began to pray.
"Sylvia?"
"Come pray with me, Sian."
"P-pray?"
"Yeah. We have to pray to the Goddess of Love for contraception."
"???"
My head spun at this unfamiliar bit of otherworldly trivia.
"Does praying actually prevent pregnancy?"
"When a man and woman earnestly pray together to the Goddess of Love, she grants wishes about intimacy."
I was a bit dumbfounded by Sylvia's explanation, but I took it as her roundabout way of saying she'd accept creampieing.
"It's been ages since I've seen such a vigorous man and woman. Very well, I shall grant your wish."
"???"
Startled, I whipped around, but no one was there.
'Gods really answer prayers here?'
Unlike my past life where gods were just religious symbols, this world apparently had real deities who intervened directly. A true fantasy world!
'But our first wish is contraception.'
Still, it lacked the divine majesty I'd imagined.
Was it okay to use faith like this?
"Sylvia."
"Hm? I'm still praying, Sian..."
"The Goddess of Love heard our prayer."
"Really?"
Apparently, Sylvia hadn't heard the voice. So only I had? There must be a reason, but it wasn't important now.
"Yes. So trust me and let's start."
"I'm not ready yet..."
Sylvia blushed like a girl, flustered. I laid her on the bed and stole a quick kiss from her lips.
"Ready now, Sylvia?"
"...Y-yes."
Her answer made my heart pound wildly. I carefully intertwined my fingers with hers and kissed her again. Sylvia accepted without resistance. As our tongues danced and saliva mingled, our connection deepened. With time, I felt her grip tightening on my hand.
"Sian..."
Next, I undressed her piece by piece. When her naked body emerged, I couldn't help but gasp in admiration.
Her skin was pure white like fine porcelain. Her breasts weren't as large as Chloe's but were plenty to satisfy a man's desires. Her figure was healthy and toned, without an ounce of excess fat.
The body of a forty-year-old mother of three?
But what shocked me more was the arousal fluid dripping from her when I removed her underwear.
My mother-in-law gets turned on more than I thought.
"You're excited, huh?"
"That's just the alcohol... Ah!"
"Alcohol doesn't usually make you this wet."
I teased her folds with my fingers, drawing a cute moan from her.
Can't hold back much longer like this.
"Let me taste you a bit."
"Sian, that's a dirty place."
"Not dirty at all."
If those pink petals were dirty, then everything in the world was.
'And it smells amazing.'
I gently licked her pussy, savoring it slowly.
"Hiiih?! Sian, that feels weird!"
"It feels good, doesn't it?"
After tormenting her clit a few times with my tongue, Sylvia trembled and climaxed, squirting her juices.
Compared to Chloe's, Sylvia's fluids were a bit thinner. Probably because she was so wet.
"I'm shocked. Didn't expect my mother-in-law to be such a perv."
"A perv?!"
"You are. Cumming from just a little foreplay. Even Chloe doesn't do that."
"D-don't compare me to your wife..."
"Feeling shy?"
"Of course! Compared to young girls, I've got saggy skin and wrinkles."
"That's what makes you so lusciously mature."
I brushed off her self-deprecating words with flattery and pulled out my cock. Seeing it, Sylvia's face lit with excitement as she slowly spread her legs.
I pressed my cock against her entrance and whispered,
"Honestly, I'm relieved."
"Relieved?"
"Yeah. I was worried you still had feelings for your late husband."
"Don't worry. I have none left for him."
"That's why I was thrilled. I get to have your first time."
Sylvia looked flustered at my words and averted her gaze before asking,
"F-first time with an old lady like me...? Don't joke."
"Sylvia, the 'first' I mean is your heart."
I caressed the inside of her breast, gazing into her blue eyes as I confessed. Sylvia blushed shyly like a girl. I kept whispering to her.
"I love your beautiful looks, your playful girlish side, your endearingly clumsy moments, and your strong, motherly presence. All of it makes me want to claim you all to myself."
"Saying that so suddenly..."
As her defenses weakened from the praise, I brought my face close enough for our breaths to mingle.
"What do you like about me, Sylvia?"
"Huh? M-me?"
"Yes."
"Well..."
Sylvia fidgeted with her fingers, hesitating, then finally spoke softly.
"At first, it was because of Ian."
"My dad?"
"Yeah. But now, it's your good qualities that draw me in."
"Which ones?"
"Your reliable skills, your hardworking nature, and how you love my daughter so selflessly."
"Those are as a son-in-law. What about as a man?"
"As a man..."
After pondering my question, Sylvia cupped my face and said,
"You're gentle, and your big body feels so supportive. And above all..."
She paused dramatically, then whispered in my ear,
"It's big."
"Sylvia!"
With our feelings confirmed, we could hold back no longer and began to unite.
As my cock entered her pussy, Sylvia moaned and wrapped her legs around my waist.
Unlike Chloe, her abundant wetness made her slide in smoothly, but her walls clamped down fiercely.
Amazed by her tightness, I moved my hips like a beast.
"Like it, Sylvia?"
"Y-yes! I love it!"
"Better than your late husband?"
"Ahh! Yes! You're better than that man!"
"How?"
"Haaah! Bigger! Thicker! Gentler!"
Her honest confession sent a thrilling wave of taboo pleasure through me as a man.
Is this what stealing another man's woman feels like? No—Sylvia had never truly belonged to anyone.
"Sylvia, be my girlfriend."
"Your girlfriend?"
"Yes! Suck my cock when I want, give me your pussy when I crave it, love me when I need it—be mine."
"I will! Hnngh! I'll be your girlfriend!"
As our coupling grew more intense, her moans grew louder. I kissed her to muffle them.
"From now on, we're lovers."
"Yes! I love you, Sian!"
"I love you too, Sylvia."
We whispered our affections as we made love. Reaching climax, I held her tight and cried out by her ear.
"I'm cumming! Sylvia!"
"Yes! Cum inside!"
With that, I poured thick ropes of white semen deep into her countless times, overflowing fluids staining the bed where she'd once spent nights with her husband.