Chapter 160: A Married Woman's Crotch[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 160: A Married Woman's Crotch[R-18]
I slowly admired Priscilla's pussy.
It twitched, openly displaying its arousal.
A lewd pussy, dripping with sweet nectar from below.
Hmm, her reaction is even better than Lorein's was the first time I massaged her.
Was this really an experienced pussy?
It seemed more desperate to get pregnant than most virgins.
No, that might be exactly why.
This was the body of a ripe, married woman who already knew the pleasures of sex.
Her womb craved pleasure, regardless of her will.
I spread Priscilla's white thighs to get a better look.
Priscilla, who had been panting from her breast orgasm, finally reacted.
“W-we agreed there would be no penetration…”
“Yes, don’t worry. I won’t penetrate you. This is a massage.”
“A massage?”
“Yes, a pussy massage.”
“Th-that’s absurd… Haaah!”
It wasn't absurd at all.
The terms of our agreement clearly stated I wouldn't ‘penetrate’ her pussy.
In other words, didn't that mean anything else was fair game?
Honestly, just holding myself back with a body this hot is me being generous.
I gently stroked the area right around her pussy.
As if in response, her pussy gushed with arousal.
“Haaaaah…”
Priscilla let out a sweet moan, no longer able to hide it.
It seemed the feeling was different now that a direct erogenous zone was being touched.
“Alright, I’ll start the real massage now. Relax and make yourself comfortable.”
“W-wait… I really think that’s-”
-Smack!
“Heung!”
I gave Priscilla’s ass a light slap.
Her firm, child-bearing hips jiggled lewdly from just a light tap.
“Ugh… I-I may have agreed to anything, but to do this to an adult…”
“Don’t worry. Lorein was skeptical at first, too, but she came to love it.”
“……”
The moment I mentioned Lorein, she started glaring at me again.
Damn, a married woman, completely naked and dripping wet, getting angry.
Just the sight of it made my cock hard.
-Squelch…♥
“Hhhmmmph…”
I used my fingers to gently spread her pussy open.
Her pink flesh was already thoroughly soaked, ready to be touched.
Well, I’m not going to touch her hole just yet.
I gently pulled her pussy lips apart.
Her deep hole pulsed, beckoning a man inside.
The path to a woman’s most precious place.
But I didn't put my fingers in.
“Hnngh! W-wait… that’s…!”
Ignoring Priscilla’s words, I toyed with her plump, fleshy lips.
I deliberately squeezed them from both sides.
I used my fingers to circle her flesh, stimulating it.
I even prodded her teasingly, coming dangerously close to her hole without quite touching it.
-Gush… Drip! Splurt!
“Ahh…! Haah! Haa! Haaang!”
Each time, Priscilla reacted as sensitively as if we were having sex.
She twisted her hips, unable to handle the overwhelming pleasure.
Her whole body lost its will, doing nothing but squirm.
This is probably driving her crazier than being touched directly.
Since I wasn't inside her hole, there was no direct, intense stimulation.
But she was definitely feeling a pleasure that made her brain tingle.
And as the massage continued, her pussy would start to crave a cock like mad.
From a woman's perspective, there was pleasure, but not the satisfaction of reaching a climax.
In the end, her body would only get more worked up, intensifying her torment.
Besides, this is completely different from foreplay during normal sex.
As promised, there would be absolutely no penetration.
Unless she surrendered, this was as far as the pleasure would go.
For Priscilla, who had to endure the temptation and resist the taming, this was no different from torture.
“Nngh…! Heut…!”
“Priscilla, your pussy lips are so plump, they feel good to touch. Soft and cushiony.”
“You pervert…! D-don’t say things like that to a woman…!”
“But I just can’t resist this texture.”
“Aah… no more…!”
Priscilla’s pelvis began to tremble.
It was a spasm, a sign that she couldn't handle the pleasure any longer.
The unique reaction of a woman about to climax.
Once she reached this point, her body was as good as mine to command.
“How is it? Can you feel your body getting more and more sensitive?”
“O-of course not…!”
“That’s strange. Your pussy seems to be whimpering, begging to be fed a cock.”
I deliberately patted her pussy with my palm.
“Hnnghaaaa…!”
-Slap, slap, slap.
Her fully erect clitoris and pussy slapped against my palm, making a lewd sound.
I was doing it on purpose, knowing she hated it.
“Aahng! S-stop that…! Haaahng!”
“So this is where Lorein and Ryuz were made. I wonder if it felt this good back then, too?”
“You crazy bastard…!”
As expected, mentioning her family made her resist again.
Of course, the moment I touched her pussy, she went right back to being helpless.
This is why I love seeing women like this.
The sight of a woman trying to resist with her mind, only to surrender helplessly to the pleasure in her body.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say this is why I engage in taming.
“Still, you’re an amazing mother. To be able to talk so tough even after all this.”
“Nngh…!”
I stopped touching her pussy.
Instead, I gently caressed her perineum, the spot between her pussy and her anus.
“Haah! Haa…! Heut…!”
“Well, it’s the first day. I’ll go easy on you for now.”
My fingers, which had been gently stimulating her secret places, moved up.
And there, of course, was her pussy.
My finger plunged deep into the hole that had been pulsing nonstop.
“W-wai… Hnnnngh…!”
The inner flesh was warm and sticky.
Her pussy, mistaking my finger for a cock, began to suck on it greedily.
Hmm, so this is a married woman’s pussy.
It was just as tight and plush as her daughters', Lorein and Ryuz.
If it was already this good, I could only imagine how tight it would feel when I actually put my cock inside.
As that softness traveled up my finger, a thrilling sensation shot up my spine.
My finger had finally reached this married woman’s pussy.
Of course, I can’t be satisfied with just this.
I moved slowly, searching for Priscilla’s weak spot.
Then, my finger found a slight indentation.
The spot that makes any woman crumble in an instant.
A particularly sensitive place.
“Hauk…!”
As if recognizing it, Priscilla’s body flinched.
In this respect, she was indeed an experienced married woman.
“W-wait…! S-stop that…! I really mean it…!”
Priscilla tried to stop me frantically, but it was too late.
I quickly thrust my finger into that spot.
“Hiiiiiiiiiih!”
A sound that was hard to believe came from a woman so much older than me.
It was an erotic, weak moan.
“Ohoh! Hnngh! Stop! Haaaaang!”
I could feel that Priscilla had already half-climaxed at this point.
But I kept thrusting my finger, focusing only on that sweet spot.
-Squelch, squelch!
“Ahh…! Haa…! Aaaaaah!”
Priscilla had already forgotten her composure as an adult and was practically begging.
Just as her pussy could take no more and began to make wet noises…
“Ohoooooook…!”
-Fwoosh!
Priscilla finally came, shooting a stream of fluid from her pussy.
What people commonly call squirting.
A powerful gush of clear fluid.
Her hips, trembling, were lifted high in the air.
“Hik… Heuk… Ohgok…!”
The lord of the estate, brought to a shameless orgasm before my eyes.
All from having her pussy touched by a man young enough to be her son.
Even as she came, she couldn't stop the fluids from leaking out.
I seared every moment of that delicious process into my memory.
“Uha… Haa…”
The gushing stream gradually weakened.
But that didn't mean the pleasure and its afterglow had faded.
Quite the opposite.
Priscilla’s eyes rolled back slightly.
After losing control and coming like that, she collapsed.
Looking at her face, she was already half-unconscious.
“Ah… Hnng…”
“You can’t be like this already.”
Of course, this was just because of the sudden orgasm.
If I gave her a moment, she would regain consciousness soon enough.
But I decided to end today’s taming here.
My goal, after all, was to teach her the joy of pleasure.
Pushing it further might be counterproductive.
“Well then, I’ll be in your care again tomorrow, Priscilla.”
I said, groping Priscilla’s large, maternal tits.
I was satisfied with having dirtied her bed with her fluids.
“Uungh…”
Priscilla stirred and sat up.
She was in her own cozy bed.
She slowly moved her body.
Her hips and chest felt strangely sore.
For some reason, she didn't want to get up, feeling a sense of languor, and at the same time…
“Ugh…!”
The events of last night came flooding back.
Being blackmailed by a man young enough to be her son.
Being unable to resist and forced to strip in front of him.
Having her body touched and toyed with against her will.
And in the end, even allowing his hands on her breasts and pussy…
And coming helplessly, like a virgin who knew no better.
“Uwaaaaaaah…”
Her face flushed once more when she remembered squirting, something she’d never even done with her husband.
This time, her neck turned red and felt hot.
What in the world have I…
For her, it was beyond embarrassing; it was humiliating.
He was a boy born around the time she was acting as the lord’s wife.
To be so helplessly toyed with all night by a boy like that…
She couldn't even argue if someone called her a shameless old fool who didn't act her age.
Worse, she couldn't even make the excuse that she was just being pleasured one-sidedly.
It felt… so good.
How long had it been since she’d come so intensely?
That thrilling, electric pleasure that spread through her entire body.
When it hit her, her mind went blank, unable to think of anything.
If it had gone as far as sex, she would have been the one to lose.
She could all too easily picture herself pinned down, moaning helplessly.
That’s how overwhelming Hyun-woo’s skills in bed were.
So much so that she felt it was impossible to resist, no matter how hard she tried.
“...Why is he so good at it?”
Honestly, Priscilla had taken this bet a little too lightly.
She was surprised to hear that Hyun-woo had taken Amy, Ryuz, and even Lorein as his lovers.
But they were still just young girls who hadn't experienced men or society.
Her case was different.
She had believed that as a mother of three, her experience and knowledge were on a completely different level.
That’s why I accepted without a second thought…
Hyun-woo’s technique was far beyond her imagination.
His touch taught her a pleasure so intense it felt like she would melt.
Perhaps even more so than with her husband…
“No.”
Priscilla shook her head, stopping that train of thought.
Even though he had awakened her to her pleasure as a woman, there was still no submission in her eyes.
Because she had been forced.
If it hadn't been for his cowardly blackmail, she would never have allowed a man young enough to be her son to touch her body.
She still hadn't forgotten her late husband; she still loved him.
The true joy of sex comes from love.
Priscilla had no intention of ever surrendering to Hyun-woo.
“That’s right. I have to endure, no matter what.”
That was her duty as a mother.
As she was making her morning resolve…
A box suddenly caught Priscilla’s eye.
On top of it was a single memo.
[Wear this while you perform your duties as lord.]
Priscilla narrowed her eyes slightly.
She had a good idea who had left it.
But because of the ‘bet’ and the ‘promise,’ she had no right to refuse.
Priscilla cautiously opened the box.