Chapter 309: A Married Woman's School Swimsuit[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 309: A Married Woman's School Swimsuit[R-18]
‘There’s no other way to describe it—her body is fucking insane.’
A long, skintight dress clung to her entire body.
The fabric, which should have concealed her figure, hid nothing at all. Her cleavage and thighs were brazenly exposed.
Though the dress gave off a sophisticated and elegant vibe, on a woman with a body as magnificent as Priscilla’s, it had a devastating impact.
Those breasts and hips were just out of this world.
My cock, which had just been sated several times, instinctively went hard again.
‘Back in my world, they called this the ‘Dongtan mom’ look. I never thought I’d see an outfit like this in this world.’
An outfit that revealed every line of her body despite covering it.
Depending on your perspective, it could feel even lewder than simple nudity.
The curve of her massive breasts was on full display, leading down to a smooth waistline that made it hard to believe she’d had three children.
And below that, her hips—perfect for childbirth—jutted out with overwhelming size.
It was a body and an outfit that seemed to exist for the sole purpose of turning a man on.
Just standing there, her very presence was incredibly erotic.
So much so that I wondered if it was even legal for a married woman this lewd to exist.
“Uhm, may I come in?”
“Yes, of course.”
Priscilla walked into my room with a shy smile.
Was she embarrassed to be entering the room of a man young enough to be her son?
Or was she already thinking about the sex she’d been holding back for all day?
Her pale cheeks were already flushed red.
Needless to say, it was more than enough to arouse a man.
“...How is it? I wore what you told me to.”
“It suits you even better than I expected. Ah, you’re wearing what I asked for underneath, right?”
“Mhm. Where on earth did you get clothes like these?”
“I went through a lot of trouble to get them because I wanted to see you in them. I even had them custom-ordered to your exact size.”
“For a custom order, it feels a little tight...”
“I did that on purpose. It shows off your figure better that way. Besides, your breasts are so big it was hard to find that size in the first place.”
“Haaah, between the clothes you tell me to wear and your tastes... Hyun-woo, you can be a real pervert sometimes.”
“It’s all your fault for being so lewd, Priscilla. I wasn’t always like this, you know.”
It wasn’t entirely an excuse, either.
Honestly, what man wouldn’t turn into a pervert when a beauty of Priscilla’s caliber was swaying her ass right in front of him?
This obscene body had enough charm to turn any man into a deviant just by looking at it.
“Ahng!”
The fact that I could grope that ass as much as I wanted made me even more excited.
Priscilla looked back at me with a sensual gaze.
“I’m honestly dying of curiosity. Can you show me right now?”
“A-Already? It’s practically underwear... So soon? If I take this off, I’ll have nothing...”
“What does it matter? The fabric covers a lot of area, anyway.”
“...That’s not what I mean. My whole figure is visible, so there’s no point in even wearing it.”
“Still, I really want to see it. I’ve been looking forward to it so much.”
Priscilla sighed as if she had no choice.
But I didn’t miss it.
The corners of her lips were turned up in a slight smile.
‘Is she just purely happy that I’m anticipating her body?’
Priscilla was, after all, relatively old.
Moreover, the other women I was sleeping with were her own daughters.
It was an unavoidable fact that there was a significant age gap between Priscilla and me.
And it was common knowledge that men generally preferred younger women.
At least in aristocratic society, it was quite rare for a woman to be older than the man she married.
‘Well, for someone like Priscilla, none of that should matter.’
Her body, her looks, even her skin—Priscilla didn’t lose to her daughters in any category.
If you stood them side-by-side, it would be more natural to call her their older sister than their mother.
On top of that, the fact that she was a widow who had lost her husband only enhanced her appeal; it certainly didn't detract from it.
In fact, that made her all the more satisfying to fuck and tame.
As much as she missed and remembered her husband...
The thrill of making her submit was stimulating enough to tingle my peripheral nerves.
‘Still, it seems Priscilla sees her age as a weakness.’
But in her own mind, she was just an older woman with the handicap of being much older than her daughters.
It wasn't that she had an inferiority complex over it.
But with her own daughters as her rivals for a single man, she couldn't help but be conscious of it.
In that sense, my current reaction and anticipation...
And more importantly, the outfit she was wearing now, was a form of play that subtly fulfilled her.
It was proof that the man she had fallen for found her body erotic, regardless of her age.
“......Fine, I’ll take it off.”
But Priscilla hid those feelings deep inside.
She took off her dress as if she were doing something shameful.
No, there was surely a sense of shame there.
It was just that her anticipation and excitement were even greater.
-Swish
Priscilla’s dress was made of a single piece of cloth, so it wasn’t difficult to remove.
In an instant, the dress slid to the floor, revealing what was underneath.
It was a one-piece, blue school swimsuit, the kind worn at the Academy.
‘Damn, she looks fucking incredible.’
I had actually made Ryuz and Lorein wear this outfit before.
But the feeling was completely different this time.
With Ryuz and Lorein, there was a sense of transgression that came from having them wear the clothes—a swimsuit, no less—from their fresh, youthful student days while having sex.
With Priscilla, on the other hand, I was making a married woman with three children wear a school swimsuit that she should have worn as a student.
The gap in that situation made me even more excited.
Because the outfit was inappropriate for her age, its lewdness was amplified.
“This is amazing. You look so, so beautiful, Priscilla.”
“......Honestly. Stop staring so hard♥”
Despite her complaint, Priscilla wore a faint smile.
Then, without being asked, she even struck a pose.
It seemed that since she was wearing the swimsuit, she wanted to show it off properly.
Her ridiculously large breasts and figure were starkly revealed by the tight school swimsuit.
Her alluring, slightly damp armpits.
Her pussy, which had grown excited and was already leaking with arousal.
And above all, Priscilla’s captivating expression, a mixture of shame and seduction.
She was so attractive I wanted to fuck her right then and there.
“S-So? Is it too shameless for someone my age?”
“Not at all, it’s the best. If you went to the Academy like that, all the male students would be so horny they wouldn't be able to stop their cocks from exploding.”
“Honestly... your choice of words...!”
Priscilla feigned anger at my crude remark.
But seeing the slight smile on her lips, it seemed she didn’t dislike it.
She was feeling joy in the fact that her body and outfit were so appealing to him.
“But are you sure it suits me? There can’t be much to see from an old woman like me wearing a swimsuit.”
“Of course not. In fact, you’re so lewd I can’t stop marveling at you.”
“Hmph... R-Really?”
Priscilla blushed, looking up at me with a slightly bashful expression.
How could a beauty with such a devastating body be so cute?
And yet, it was strange how her unique, erotic aura never faded.
‘Looks like the Hero is pretty shocked, too.’
I glanced over at the transparent wall where the Hero was trapped.
Judging by his expression, he seemed more shocked than ever before.
After all, Priscilla was his mother.
The one who gave birth to him, raised him, and for some, an object of respect and admiration.
Of course, his sisters, Ryuz and Lorein, had also been fucked by me, but they were girls our age.
Regardless of who their partner was or how it happened, it wasn't strange for them to have a relationship with a man.
‘But Priscilla is a different story.’
From the Hero’s perspective, his own mother was being fucked by his friend.
Priscilla had been a married woman who deeply missed her deceased husband.
Now, that same mother was in the arms of a man she had adventured with, acting coquettishly.
And she was doing it while wearing an outfit and cosplaying in a way that even a prostitute might hesitate to do.
I could only imagine his shock.
‘This is exactly the reaction I wanted.’
It was worth the effort of taming Priscilla.
It took some time and effort, but being able to see that expression on his face made it all worthwhile.
Well, just having a woman like Priscilla in my hands was probably enough said.
Her looks, her breasts, her ass, and even the tightness of her pussy—she was a masterpiece in every way.
“I’m falling for you all over again, Priscilla.”
“Oh, you... always saying such embarrassing things.”
I pulled Priscilla, who was looking away but clearly pleased, into an embrace.
I immediately kissed her, our tongues intertwining.
Priscilla, who had once been clumsy, was now quite a good kisser.
As my tongue entered her mouth, she responded eagerly.
“Hngh... slurp... mwah... haah...”
A sweet scent wafted over me, and I could feel the heat rising between us.
At the same time, Priscilla’s body began to react like a female in heat.
The pheromones she was releasing stimulated my instincts even further.
My hands naturally found their way to Priscilla’s breasts—the very ones that had nursed the Hero—and began to knead them.