Chapter 310: These Things Are Hotter When a Married Woman Wears Them[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 310: These Things Are Hotter When a Married Woman Wears Them[R-18]
“Ngh… Hnng…”
Every time my hand gently caressed her chest, a pleasant sensation flowed through my fingers.
It was a little disappointing that the swimsuit prevented me from feeling her soft, bare skin, but this wasn't so bad in its own way.
With each touch, a sweet moan escaped Priscilla’s lips.
“Priscilla, your breasts are really incredible. It’s not just their size; their texture is amazing, too.”
“Hnng…♥ Is that so…? And?”
“Hmm?”
Her eyes slightly hazy with pleasure, Priscilla whispered seductively into my ear.
“Are you going to be satisfied just touching me over my swimsuit?”
As she spoke, she flashed a bewitching, smiling gaze.
Presently, Priscilla’s hand reached for the shoulder strap of her swimsuit.
Without hesitation, she pulled it down.
—Jiggle!
With a movement so stunning it was almost moving, breasts of an overwhelming size bounced before my eyes.
Milky-white flesh, with pink nipples shining shyly at their centers.
It struck me again just how absurdly commanding their presence was.
Her hips were one thing, as she was born with them.
But how could a slender body like that have such huge tits attached to it?
“How is it? I did this because I thought you’d like it♥”
As she spoke, Priscilla adjusted her posture to give me a better view of her chest.
The contrast with her blue swimsuit seemed to emphasize her white breasts even more.
The fact that they were slightly slick with sweat made them feel even lewder.
And below them, the slender waistline, the jutting hips, and the milky-white thighs…
…Yeah. I could fuck this married woman forever and never get tired of her.
“Oof! Ahng… Wait… Hnng…!”
I decided to stop holding back and surrender my body to instinct.
I immediately kissed her lips and pushed her down onto the bed.
Once Priscilla was pinned beneath me, everything happened in a flash.
I showered her with kisses, my hands naturally exploring her body.
A large man’s hands immediately began to tease the soft female form.
“Ngh… Hnng…! Huaa…! Wait… that tickles… Aahng…♥”
With a lewd expression, Priscilla savored my caresses.
My movements were a bit rough, but she felt a thrill simply from the fact that the sight of her body had excited me this much.
Of course, I was just as excited, getting to handle her body as I pleased.
“Why is your body so soft and sexy, Priscilla? It makes me wonder if we’re even the same species.”
“Hnng… Isn’t it just the difference between a man and a woman? Just like how I get excited when I see your hard body, Hyun-woo…♥”
Priscilla reached out and lightly touched my chest and abs, which were right in front of her.
It was an unconscious act, as if she were half-entranced by pleasure.
After doing it, she blushed, perhaps thinking she’d been too forward.
That, too, was adorable, so I showered her with kisses again.
“Ngh… Hnng… Hyun-woo, you’re… you’re so rough today… Ahng!”
Pinning the lightly resisting Priscilla in a tight embrace, I began planting kiss marks all over her body.
Her nape, her shoulders, her arms, her thighs.
I kissed every inch of her, exciting her even more.
Lewd, red marks began to bloom across her white skin.
At the same time, my hands naturally reached out to tickle her armpits and sides.
“Hngh…! Uungh…! It feels good… Ah, right there… Haa…!”
Ticklishness, arousal, and a constantly spreading pleasure.
Overwhelmed by the sensations assaulting her from all directions, Priscilla couldn't keep her wits about her.
The scent of a bitch in heat wafted so strongly from her I could feel her body going into heat in real time.
“Ngh… Haa…! Why are you so aggressive today… Hnnng!”
“Because your body is just too damn sexy, Priscilla. Trying to seduce a man with tits like these.”
“Ahng…! I never did that… Hah! I-If you do it like that…!”
“Why? Do you want me to stop here?”
“Ngh… T-That’s not it, but…”
My meticulous caresses and kisses rained down on her entire body.
In response, Priscilla subtly shifted into a position that made her easier to touch.
Her hips began to lift slightly, her large breasts pushing forward as if for a better view.
Even as she panted in pleasure, not knowing what to do with herself, she was craving even greater stimulation.
Sex appeal overflowed from her body to a degree that was hard to believe for a married woman.
“Getting all excited from being caressed by a guy young enough to be your son. Your nipples are already hard as pebbles.”
“D-Don’t say things like thaaaat!”
I suddenly squeezed Priscilla’s tits hard.
Her complaint instantly transformed into the kind of sweet moan a newlywed bride might make.
Savoring the pleasant, squishy texture, I kneaded her soft breasts in my hands like they were dough.
“Ah…! Haa…! R-Really… Wait…! My chest feels strange… Aahng!”
I continued to massage her tits, which were too large to fit in one hand, starting from the sides and moving in circles.
Then, I squeezed her highly sensitive nipples from the base.
“Hyaaaaaaah!”
Finally, with an erotic moan, Priscilla’s body arched up.
Her risen body didn’t just fall back down; it trembled violently.
A definite orgasm.
It hadn’t been long since I started the foreplay, and she’d already come from just her breasts.
“N-No way…”
Still panting in the afterglow of her climax, Priscilla muttered in disbelief.
Of course, she already knew how stimulating my touch was and had learned the level of pleasure it could bring.
Even so, the fact that she had come so easily seemed hard for her to accept.
Especially since the one doing it to her was a man twenty years her junior.
From my perspective, watching a woman like Priscilla panting helplessly from a single touch of my hand was quite a turn-on.
“What do you mean, ‘no way’? It’s all because your body is so lewd, Priscilla.”
“Ah… Hahng… Nooo… Ahng…!”
I gave her a moment to catch her breath before immediately resuming my caresses.
I suckled her tempting breasts like a baby, while my other hand toyed freely with the other.
Every time my fingers touched her, Priscilla’s body flinched.
“Hngh…! Uungh…! Ahng…!”
Perhaps because she had already come once from them, the caresses on her breasts felt even more stimulating.
With each touch, Priscilla had no choice but to tremble like a virgin and feel the pleasure.
‘A married woman twitching in a half-worn school swimsuit is bound to be a turn-on.’
This time, I kneaded her breasts, slowly working my way up from the bottom.
As I did, a drop of white breast milk formed on the tip of her nipple.
Seeing that, a playful smile spread across my lips.
“Is it because you came? Your breasts are already starting to leak milk.”
“T-That’s because you made them…”
“What are you so embarrassed about? There’s nothing strange about a mother lactating.”
“Hiiiiiiiiik…!”
I took Priscilla’s nipple into my mouth and suckled on it.
At the same time, I flicked the tip of her nipple with my tongue, stimulating it.
I didn’t forget to squeeze her breast firmly, either.
“Hah…! Hyaat…! It’s coming out…! The milk is coming out again…!”
It was the same breast massage I’d used on her several times before to make her lactate.
Feeling the pulse of her twitching breast, I once again squeezed her tit firmly from the bottom up.
As I did, her breast spurted milk as if it had been waiting.
The married woman’s breast milk flowed into my mouth as I latched onto her nipple.
“Hnnnnngh! You can’t suck it like thaaat…!”
“Does it feel good, Priscilla?”
“It does…! It feels so good that I keep…! Hnnnng!”
Like Ryuz, Priscilla had also taken a breast milk pill.
It seemed to make her feel pleasure when she lactated.
Just as expected, Priscilla arched her back wildly as the milk flowed.
‘It’s fascinating how the taste of breast milk is different even between a mother and daughter.’
If Ryuz’s milk had a slightly sweet taste, Priscilla’s was a bit more sugary.
Priscilla’s was also quite addictive.
“Ngh! Hnng! H-How long are you going to just… my breasts…”
“So these are the breasts that nourished the sisters. If they grew up drinking this, it’s no wonder their breasts are so big.”
“T-That has nothing to do with it… Ahhnnnng!”
“The Hero grew up drinking this too, right? That bastard. To think he had this delicious stuff all to himself.”
“Ngh…! Ahh…! I told you, stop talking about the children…! Hyaaaaah!”
With a blissful expression, Priscilla continued to spurt milk.
Perhaps because she was sweating from our lovemaking, it tasted even better today.
Just as my thirst was sufficiently quenched, the stream of milk began to weaken.
‘I could make her produce more, but breast milk play isn’t the main event today.’
It would be a problem if Priscilla got exhausted first from having only her breasts tormented.
I suckled her milk for a while longer before gently kneading her breasts again.
As I was savoring the feeling of her massive tits, Priscilla’s twitching lower body caught my eye.
“Swimsuits are meant to be worn in the water. I guess they can’t help getting wet from the inside out, though.”
“Ngh…!”
At my words, Priscilla’s face instantly flushed crimson.
In truth, her pussy had been damp from the moment she entered my room.
Like a dog drooling while waiting for a treat, her pussy had reacted the moment it saw me.
‘And on top of that, she immediately received my caresses and even had a breast orgasm.’
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say her pussy was flooded.
It was so bad that her juices were trickling down from between the fabric of her swimsuit.
She was in a state where she couldn't control her body, even though she felt embarrassed.
Seemingly ashamed of her wet pussy, she tried to hide it by squeezing her white thighs together.
Of course, that was an act that would only turn a man on even more.
“Already this excited. Your pussy lips and clit are so swollen I can see them right through your swimsuit.”
“Ah, w-wait… Hnnnnngh!”
I gently stroked her clitoris, which was erect enough to be noticeable even through the swimsuit.
I caressed the small, lovely, and fully erect clitoris, planting pleasure deep within her.
Priscilla’s hips arched once more, her entire body broadcasting her pleasure.