Chapter 595
Chapter 595
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 595
Chapter Title: Scent of Spring
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As usual, I headed to the Fighter's Guild to call for Ristina, and she soon emerged with flushed cheeks, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to her house.
This was a place Ristina had rented separately.
The reason? She couldn't exactly keep overlapping bodies in the guild building every time. It was in a fairly secluded spot with hardly any foot traffic, perfect for the two of us, and stepping inside immediately put my mind at ease.
The street trees visible outside the window gave it a somewhat dim feel.
There was even a distinctive early spring chill in the air.
"But is it okay for you to just leave like that?"
"The kids downstairs handle everything anyway, so what does it matter?"
We sat facing each other in the room, just the two of us, sipping tea.
Ristina's qipao always had this magical way of exciting me no matter how many times I saw it. My eyes kept drifting to the exposed line of her cleavage, no matter what.
I just wanted to slip a finger in there.
"Do Lizet and Mariel handle everything?"
"Mariel's not reliable, so Lizet takes care of it all if something comes up. That's why I raised her from childhood."
"I see."
Lizet really was a core executive in the Fighter's Guild, as expected. As a senior instructor, it made sense.
Mariel was more like a half-errand runner, a total grunt.
"She was originally an orphan. Back in the day, she seemed useful, so I took her in and raised her."
Lizet, that kid... just as I suspected, an orphan.
But Lizet was about my age, so how old was this big sis Ristina, exactly?
She'd claimed to be younger than Karin. Hmm.
Trying to guess ages from appearances was impossible with the strong women around here. They all looked like they were in their twenties.
Maybe even the Cardia Saintess was around Karin's age.
"You raised her well—she turned out pretty capable."
"Right? But now that she's grown, she won't listen to a word I say. I have no idea what she's doing out there. I'm worried she'll just come home with some guy one day."
Not a guy—extorting slum gangsters.
But talking about someone behind their back like this wasn't polite, so I decided to play dumb.
Anyway, Ristina chattered on about Lizet like a worried parent.
"More importantly, you."
"Hm?"
"Haven't your visits been less frequent lately?"
In the middle of the conversation, Ristina suddenly fixed me with a sharp glare.
"It feels like you treat me like some official mistress or concubine... I hope I'm wrong."
"Heh heh heh. I still come every two or three days. You that starved?"
"S-starved, you say... You taught me all that stuff, then leave me hanging. That's too much, don't you think?"
Her face flushed at my question, she averted her gaze and rubbed her thighs together, her voice dropping to a whisper.
This big sis had some seriously cute reactions.
"What did I teach you?"
"You always make me say it outright. That's so mean, really."
"What's wrong with hearing it directly? It's cute, that's why."
"I don't know, seriously."
Ristina scooted her chair back a bit, crossed her legs, and propped her chin on her hand. With a qipao, crossing her legs exposed her firm, healthy thighs completely.
Like she was showing them off to me on purpose.
And yeah, she was absolutely doing it for me to see.
Such subtle temptation.
"...You done drinking?"
Ristina glanced toward the window.
"Finished ages ago. This is good stuff."
"Is it?"
Then she hemmed and hawed.
"Then... um, that thing..."
"That thing?"
"Let's do it now, us."
...Was she telling me to do that right now?
That.
I knew exactly what she meant, but what guy doesn't want to make her spell it out when she says it like that?
"What's 'that'?"
"You jerk...! Don't make me say it!"
Asking got me a shriek.
Was it that embarrassing?
But if she didn't say it, I wouldn't know.
"No, Ristina sis. I need to know what to do. What do you want?"
"Urgh..."
Her face was seriously red now. She was the shy type. Pretty formal too.
But that attitude turned me on.
"Huh? Sis, what do you wanna do? You drag me to your place alone the second I call—what're you after?"
"Eek, th-that's... I mean..."
Teasing her like that, she started squirming all over.
"...Sex."
Ah.
"I want sex."
Uttering those blunt, lewd words, Ristina eyed me while rubbing her thighs.
This sis was in heat bad.
"But about that sex."
Couldn't hold back the playfulness.
"How do you do it, exactly?"
"What nonsense is that?! Are you gonna keep this up?!!"
"Heh heh heh. Kidding. Alright, sis, stand up."
"...Okay."
At my command, Ristina rose from her seat.
Long legs, slim waist. In contrast, her wide hips and toned thighs were the kind that drove men wild. Her breasts and ass, perfectly plump to my tastes, ignited raw lust.
Thanks to her constant training, her figure was soft yet springy.
"...Why are you staring like that?"
Possessing such an erotic body, Ristina showed it off to me with utter obedience. Her face burned red with shame.
"Your figure, sis."
"Eek..."
"Mm, it's gorgeous. Gets better every time."
"G-glad you like it... I work hard to keep it that way, so yeah..."
I could see the corners of her mouth twitching up at the compliment. She was trying not to show it, but it was obvious. She was thrilled.
"Then, sis. Let me see your panties."
"Agh..."
She just bit her lower lip at my demand, no anger. Closing her eyes, Ristina slowly lifted the hem of her qipao as instructed.
"Really... you love this stuff... Here, look."
A pure white thong shyly revealed itself.
"...How's it?"
The thong was soaked through with her juices, clinging to her mound and outlining her slit perfectly. Utterly obscene.
I stared endlessly at Ristina's crotch.
Loved how she did exactly what I asked.
"You've seen it—say something..."
"Hm... nice."
"G-glad... But it's getting embarrassing...? How long do I have to stay like this?"
"It's only gonna get more embarrassing. Now take them off."
"Seriously... why do I put up with this..."
Muttering faintly, Ristina grasped the strings.
"...But you're not undressing me yourself today? You love doing it."
She wanted me to?
"You'd prefer I do it?"
"Th-that's not what I meant... Why do you always twist my words?!!"
Didn't feel twisted.
"Heh heh heh, nah. Wanted to watch you strip today."
"You just order me around however you want... Do you even know I'm a noble and guild master...? Sigh."
Swish.
Finally, Ristina demurely tugged the strings. The pristine white thong slipped off naturally.
Already soaked, a transparent thread briefly connected.
"Eek... Satisfied now?"
Her smooth, hairless pussy was fully exposed. Made me swallow hard.
Even showing it off, Ristina didn't resist.
"Always so cute. Come here."
Still seated, I stripped off my pants and underwear.
"You're way too good at ordering me around."
"Don't you like that about me?"
"Sigh. Shouldn't have said anything."
Sighing, Ristina walked over.
Still holding up her qipao hem. Her scent started filling the air.
"H-hyaah...!"
I reached out and groped her drenched pussy.
She came just from that—her body tensed up.
"Already this excited?"
"Th-that's... well..."
"Since when? Hm?"
Rubbing her clit gently, she looked down at me, pouting.
"...You come over and we just have sex—how could I not get excited? Stop teasing and put it in already. You're driving me crazy."
"Nah, gotta do something first before I do."
"Sigh. Really..."
To remind her, I slid a finger inside—her moan exploded instantly.
"A-ah! Right there, feels good...! Don't stop...!"
Swish.
While I fingered her, Ristina carefully slipped off her qipao, knelt, and nestled my cock between her breasts.
"...You really love titfucks."
"Who wouldn't, from a beauty like you?"
"Smooth talker."
Soon, Ristina started rubbing me with her soft tits.
The plush sensation and pleasant pressure urged me toward release.
Smack, smack. Smack.
She titfucked me while kissing my tip over and over.
"Heh heh heh, doing it just how I taught. You're gorgeous, sis."
I fondled her ears while leisurely enjoying the service.
"Eek... don't make me talk... not now..."
"Got it. But sis."
My hips were starting to buck.
"I'm about to cum."
Hearing that, Ristina—who'd been shaking her tits hard—froze.
"W-wait. It'll get messy—don't cum on my face. I hate that."
"Chest okay?"
"Chest is annoying to wash too..."
"Then where?"
"To the bed."
Ristina stood from her knees.
"...I'll let you cum inside. You love that most, Katt."
"Ah."
Leading me to the bed, she lay down demurely.
Her sky-blue hair spilling over the pillow was stunningly beautiful.
"Come here."
She stretched her arms toward me, as if begging for a hug.
"I've been waiting."
"..."
I pressed my tip to her entrance, hugged her as requested, and overlapped our lips.
"Mmph, mmf."
She dove in with her tongue passionately right away—clearly pent-up.
Then I should give her what she wants.
Still kissing, I thrust deep into her sopping depths.
"Ngh...!"
The moment I hilted, I unleashed the pent-up load. I'd held back from the interrupted titfuck. Proportional to my arousal, a massive flood filled her womb.
Squeeze.
"Mmph, haah...!"
Her legs locked tight around my hips. We kissed through my long climax.
"Hoo... my belly's all hot inside."
Breaking the kiss, Ristina murmured with glazed eyes.
"Seriously... you cum so much. Spraying it on my body is a pain to clean... especially if it gets in my hair."
"...Yeah, I know."
"Try to hold back from creampies on my skin from now on. Got it? If you wanna cum, do it inside—I'll let you."
She caressed my face softly, lecturing me on creampie etiquette.
"Heh heh heh, sure thing. Thanks anyway."
Apparently she really disliked it on her body.
Fine, inside it is.
"Thanks? Now move already. I wanna feel it too."
That was my specialty.
Even after burying deep and unloading a huge load, I was still rock-hard. Once was never enough.
Squelch.
Slowly. So as not to startle her, I lifted my hips gradually, savoring her insides.
"Ah, eek. Haa...!"
Her pussy, packed with my cum and her juices, was slick and velvety. Just being inside felt amazing from the grip alone. Now, I started properly pistoning, claiming her.
"Ha! Hn, haa...! Ung, uung...!"
Her walls clenched hard with every thrust.
Her moans picked up steam too.
"Hua...! Haa... Y-you're too fast. S-slow down a bit... so I can feel it properly...!"
"Too fast? Like this?"
"Y-yes...! Slower...! Ngh!"
Her back arched. She couldn't hold back. Propped up, I relentlessly shook my hips, stabbing her depths.
Rock, rock.
Her tits jiggling with my rhythm was hypnotic.
Ristina covered one eye with her arm, climaxing repeatedly with cries.
"Haah...! Khuh! Haa, hun, huaa...! I-it's going in and out...! Feels so good...! Keep going, don't stop, just like that...! Haa!"
Maybe just five thrusts.