Chapter 222: Making a Shy Married Woman Wear a Cheerleader Uniform[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 222: Making a Shy Married Woman Wear a Cheerleader Uniform[R-18]
After cleaning up the unconscious Ryuz, I laid her down and left the room.
I put the nurse uniform in the closet, so it should be fine.
The maids here don't go rummaging through their master's closet.
“Anyway, cosplay. Yeah, this isn't bad either.”
Personally, I preferred to have women completely naked.
The Armeina women all have such incredible bodies, after all.
Not to mention their looks—their breasts, abs, asses, and even their thighs.
There wasn't a single part of them that didn't turn me on.
They boasted perfect female forms that were arousing just to look at.
‘But that doesn't mean cosplay is bad.’
Cosplay sex offers a different kind of thrill than usual.
Just like the nurse uniform Ryuz wore.
Each outfit has its own unique turn-ons.
In fact, that's why I've made the women wear all sorts of things.
Things like bunny girl or maid outfits are prime examples.
I hadn't done that kind of play for a while.
But now, it seemed like it would be fine to start making them wear various things in earnest.
‘...Come to think of it, Priscilla probably knows nothing about cosplay sex.’
The truth is, Priscilla is surprisingly ignorant about sex.
Even though she's a mother of three, her sexual knowledge is even a little less than her daughters'.
Plus, there's an age gap between her and the other women.
It's hard to believe when you look at Priscilla's face and perfect body.
No matter how you look at it, there's a generational gap between Priscilla and her daughters.
Lorein was also quite conservative when it came to sex.
But Priscilla, who has lived her whole life as a noble and a lord, is probably even more so.
She probably wouldn't even understand the concept of wearing clothes specifically for sex.
‘She might not even have the concept of cosplay sex at all.’
But that's what made it even hotter.
The idea of forcing a beautiful married woman to wear an embarrassing outfit for sex...
I can't resist that.
‘The problem is what to make her wear.’
Priscilla is already in my hands anyway.
She probably won't be able to refuse my suggestion.
Even if she says no, I can just tease her until she's forced to do it.
Either way, it's a turn-on.
‘An outfit that doesn't suit her age would be best.’
It's meaningful precisely because it's something she would never normally wear.
After some thought, I decided what to make her wear.
“...So this is the outfit you prepared?”
That night, I went straight to Priscilla's room.
Her taming was already complete.
And had Priscilla gotten used to my routine?
She was already waiting for me in the bedroom.
Just seeing her lewd body sitting on that bed made my dick get hard.
‘I really did a good job taming these women.’
During the day, I fuck the daughters under the pretext of training them.
At night, I fuck the mother after she's done with her work.
It's a family I created, and that alone was a turn-on.
Especially with a woman like Priscilla, whose looks and body are so perfect you can't believe her age.
“Yes, I thought it would look good on you, Priscilla.”
“N-No matter who you are, this is absolutely not happening. This is something kids wear.”
Priscilla glared at me, displeased.
The outfit I brought was a cheerleader uniform.
A short, blue outfit that barely covered her panties and breasts.
The kind where if you spread your legs, your panties would be in plain sight.
‘Other things would be fine, but this has a special charm. You could say it's even better because a mother is wearing it.’
Of course, I didn't forget to bring various props and stockings.
It's all part of the aesthetic.
“Why not? I think it would suit you perfectly, Priscilla.”
“S-Still, it's embarrassing. I'll show you anything you want if I'm just naked, or in my underwear...”
“I'll be seeing that too, of course. This is just for some fun beforehand.”
“...Pervert.”
Judging by her reaction, she didn't seem to hate it that much.
Is she not as stubborn as Lorein?
‘No, she actually seems a little interested.’
After all, this is Priscilla, who has lived conservatively her whole life.
On top of that, she's now competing with her own daughters for the love and body of a man young enough to be her son.
She seemed to have a subtle interest in this sort of thing.
Any woman would want to look younger for the man she loves.
“Won't you wear it for me, Priscilla?”
“I-I said no... Hmph!”
I kissed Priscilla on the lips.
Priscilla, who had been refusing, instinctively tangled her tongue with mine the moment our lips met.
“Mmm, slurp, haah...”
Her face grew dazed with every kiss.
I lightly stroked her back.
Priscilla's body flinched and trembled.
“Hngh!”
After continuing the deep, sticky kiss for a while, I whispered in her ear.
“How about it? If you wear this now, I'll give you some incredibly sweet sex.”
“E-Even if you say that...”
“Please? It's my lifelong wish. I just want to see how pretty you look in this.”
“Ughhh...”
Priscilla's face flushed red.
The conflict between her desire to look pretty for the man she loves and her embarrassment.
It was just so adorable.
It seemed like she'd give in with just a little more pushing.
“Heek!”
My fingers slipped between Priscilla's legs.
I gently rubbed her pussy through her panties.
“W-Wait... so suddenly...”
“Please. Let's just try it once?”
“Hah... haah... really... just once...?”
In the end, as if indulging her young boyfriend's whim, Priscilla reluctantly gave her permission.
I watched her and smiled with satisfaction.
Seeing the smile playing on her lips, I had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time.
The first time is always the hardest; the second is easy.
“Huu, still, this is really something young girls should wear, not a woman my age.”
“You wouldn't lose to most young girls, Priscilla.”
As I've always said, I mean that sincerely.
A face as beautiful as a sculpture, a luscious body, and firm skin.
Priscilla boasted perfect proportions that were even more magnificent than a woman in her prime.
On top of that, she had the large, child-bearing hips that only a married woman could possess.
Her daughters were beauties beyond compare with ordinary women.
Yet even at her age, Priscilla didn't fall short of her own daughters.
‘And seeing such a woman wear an embarrassing outfit for me is another turn-on.’
Priscilla stood up, her face blushing.
She carefully examined the clothes, and her face flushed hot again.
“There's so little fabric...”
“It covers more than underwear.”
“That's not the point...”
She had agreed to do it.
But it seemed she was getting shy again now that it was time to actually put it on.
“Um... I'll put it on, so could you turn around while I change?”
“But I want to watch you take your clothes off and put the new ones on.”
“Honestly... you really are a pervert...”
Priscilla sighed once and took off her clothes.
As she pulled down her nightgown, her large breasts and ass, covered only by a bra and panties, were revealed.
A truly overwhelming sight.
No matter how many times I see it, her body is insane.
It almost felt like a waste to cover it up again.
‘Still, cosplay has its own unique flavor.’
Besides, I plan on taking it all off her midway through anyway.
Next, Priscilla carefully put on the cheerleader outfit.
First, she slipped the short skirt over her legs.
Then she put on the equally short top.
Even though she was getting dressed, the process looked incredibly erotic.
By the time she was putting on the black stockings, I could barely stop myself from pouncing on her.
“A-Are you satisfied now?”
“Hold these and lie down on the bed. I want to admire you like that.”
“O-Okay.”
Now that she was actually wearing it, was she getting excited?
Priscilla's expression suggested it wasn't as bad as she'd thought.
Of course, since it was her first time, there was still awkwardness and shyness on her face.
“S-So? Does it suit me?”
I leisurely admired Priscilla in her cheerleader outfit.
‘This is seriously the best.’
Her slender arms.
Her large breasts and the alluring line of her stomach beneath them.
The short cheerleader skirt, hiked up just enough to reveal her panties.
And even the absolute territory of her thighs, wrapped in stockings and peeking out.
She exuded a fresh, firm charm that made it hard to believe she was a married woman.
‘How is that the body of a mother with three kids? I'd believe it if someone told me she was a college freshman.’
The way she struck a proper pose despite her embarrassment was especially adorable.
Maybe she really was secretly interested after all.
“W-Why are you so quiet? Does it look bad?”
“No, you're so beautiful I was at a loss for words.”
“T-There you go again with those embarrassing words... Hah...!”
I lightly caressed Priscilla's stomach.
Was it because Priscilla had received womb massages so often?
She reacted slightly to just that.
“W-Wait, Hyun-woo... so suddenly...”
“You're so beautiful today, I can't hold back.”
I started by sucking on the nape of Priscilla's neck.
Priscilla flinched in surprise and tried to push me away.
“Hnghh! H-Hyun-woo? N-No hickeys... other people will see...”
“You can just tell them.”
“H-How could that be okay...? I'm a lord and a mother...”
Of course, I knew she couldn't.
But when Priscilla reacts so cutely, how could I not do it, no matter how much she protests?
‘She's saying no with her mouth, but her body is feeling it.’
My gaze traveled over Priscilla's shoulders, armpits, stomach, and thighs.
I'd seen Priscilla naked many times.
But sometimes, this kind of subtle exposure feels even more erotic.
“Prepare yourself. I'm going to leave my mark on every inch of your body today.”
At my words, Priscilla's hands, which had been pushing me away, stopped.
Then, they did the opposite, grabbing me as if to pull me closer.
Her head, turned to the side with a blush, gave a slight nod.
Truly, an unbearably lovely married woman.