1988 - Diana (2)
1988 - Diana (2)
After finishing the meal and spending some time at the bar for the second round.
"Whew-!"
Carrying a completely limp Diana on my back, I entered the room.
She didn't seem to have a particularly low alcohol tolerance, but she drank way too much.
For every single sip I took, she emptied a whole glass.
Plop.
After laying Diana down on the bed, I plopped down heavily beside her.
"Oof."
My shoulders are stiff.
I consider myself to have decent strength, but I'm completely exhausted.
So this is how heavy the body of a completely limp person is.
'Using my own strength like this in the future is a bit...'
I think I'll need to hire another secretary later.
Even if Ara were here, she wouldn't have been much help.
Even if it's not necessarily a male secretary, someone stronger than Ara would have helped.
Well, that's something to worry about later.
"Diana-ssi."
Right now, Diana is the priority.
"Mmh-."
I shook her shoulders, but there was no reaction.
Completely out.
"Diana-ssi! Hey! Diana Hess! Snap out of it!"
"Mmmh-."
She let out only a faint moan, kept her eyes closed, and showed no intention of waking up.
"What a fox."
I muttered while looking at her.
This blackout was probably part of the plan.
I have my reasons.
But right now, that stuff isn't important.
If she wants me to pounce on her, then I should do just that.
It'll just be a little different from what she imagined, that's all.
I need to collect the price for carrying her all the way here, after all.
Drrrruk.
I opened the drawer of the bedside dresser.
Inside were leather handcuffs.
"Hmm-."
I picked them up and started pondering.
Should I cuff them in front or behind?
Good.
Decided.
Click.
I took out the handcuffs and fastened them on her wrists.
"Hmm-."
Feels a bit lacking.
Drrrruk.
I opened the lower drawer again.
This time, a chain.
I connected it to the handcuffs and tied it to the bedpost.
A position with both arms bound and hands raised above her head.
I took in that sight for a moment.
I like it.
Enough that I'd want to take a picture and keep it.
'With this face and body, she's just a trader, and in retail at that. What a waste.'
Diana isn't a beauty on Ara's level.
If Ara is like an unrealistically exquisite, sculpted doll, Diana feels more... human.
You know the type.
The famous beauty of the area who, strangely, never makes it as a model or onto variety shows.
Diana is exactly that.
An incredible beauty, but if you ask if she's celebrity-level, you can't quite say yes or no, a woman right on that borderline.
"Mmmh....... Gororong-."
Seems she was very tired, as Diana let out a soft snore.
That appearance is rather charming.
Tap. Tap.
I undid her buttons one by one.
Because her arms are bound, I can't take it off completely, but being half-nude has its own appeal.
"Oh......."
After undoing all the buttons and pulling the shirt open to both sides, a sigh of admiration escaped my lips on its own.
So that's it.
The shirt and bra were suppressors.
What's the Rocky Mountain Range doing here?
I immediately grabbed the flashy purple bra and pulled it up.
Even then, what should be seen isn't visible.
'Inverted?'
Perhaps very shy, the red nipples bashfully hid their heads.
Is this what they call a tough exterior with a soft interior?
Excellent.
Adding bonus points to my internal evaluation.
"Mmmh-!"
As I grabbed the soft, plump breasts, a moan flowed from Diana's mouth.
A size so large that even my fairly big hand couldn't cover one completely in a single grasp.
I think I understand why she looks tired.
Carrying something this heavy every day would naturally lead to fatigue.
"Slurp-."
"Hih, hmmh......."
As I brought my mouth to where the nipples were hiding and sucked, Diana's body twitched and began to jump.
Still not waking up, huh.
I thought she'd wake up soon.
I wonder what expression she'll make when she does.
"Slurp-."
This time, the other side.
"Iht, hhiht, hhmmh."
After sucking on the milk storage tanks on both sides alternately for a while like that.
"Mmmh-♥"
Simultaneously with a heated cry mixed with hot breath flowing from her mouth.
The left and right factions simultaneously peeked out their heads with bright smiles.
Much cuter kids than I thought.
Nipples could be this pretty too.
Since I'm a centrist, I should show affection to both left and right without discrimination.
I gently stroked the heads of those shy kids with my thumb.
"Ohiht♥"
Because they're cute, I gave them a light pinch too.
"Hyaht♥"
I gently scratched them with my nail, like scratching a cat's chin.
"Hiht♥"
I chewed on them playfully with my teeth for quite a while.
Every time, the reaction she showed was very much to my liking.
Click.
Excited by those cute reactions, I too felt arousal surging up, undid my belt, and threw off my pants and underwear.
My already very angry cock was shedding sticky tears.
Is it the first time? Say hello.
This one is the left faction.
"Mmmh-."
This one is the right faction, you see.
"Hhhehht-!"
To soothe the angry cock, I introduced the left and right factions and lightly made their mouths meet.
Sticky liquid clung to the kids' heads and stretched out like threads.
Perhaps the sensation of the nipples and the cock rubbing against each other was ticklish, as Diana began to let out a soft giggle.
Conversely, far from being soothed, the cock got even angrier.
'Where should I use.'
I picked up the lube, but was still pondering, unable to decide where to use it.
Originally, I was going to tear the stockings and enter the main game like this.
But if I don't use these breasts, it feels like dereliction of duty as a man.
'Should try the mouth-pussy too.'
Since she's asleep, a blowjob would be difficult, but I should at least let the cock taste her lips and tongue.
Otherwise, the cock will be disappointed.
'Women really are about physicality, huh.'
With Ara, there was no need to ponder.
Either pussy or mouth.
And even then, the pussy was so much more attractive that it didn't cause selection anxiety.
Diana was different.
Whichever part I use, it all looks delicious, making it a dilemma.
Truly a single female and a luxurious full-course meal in herself.
'Indeed, I can't not use these breasts.'
I decided on the breasts for the first round.
Why is Ara lacking in the chest area?
If I could just detach Diana's breasts and attach them to Ara, I wouldn't need to hold another woman for the rest of my life.
......Hmm.
Thinking about it, that's probably just the kind of person I am, always looking for another woman.
Squish.
"Oooh......."
Perhaps the sensation of the gel being sprayed on her breasts was ticklish, as Diana slightly shuddered.
I climbed on top of her, placed my cock in her cleavage, and gathered her breasts with both hands.
"Oh-."
A pleasant sigh of admiration flowed from my mouth on its own.
If judged purely by sensation, nothing can beat the pussy or mouth.
But these breasts possessed uniqueness.
Not just the sensation of soft, marshmallow-like femininity gently pressing from both sides.
The sight itself, of the breasts and cock meeting right before touching the mouth, was like the greatest blessing a man could enjoy.
'Can I pull it up a bit more?'
With my cock sandwiched, I gradually moved a little further up towards her upper body.
The large breasts stretched out like mozzarella cheese, following the cock.
"Uht! Mmmh-. Koooh......."
"Fwooh-."
I unknowingly shuddered.
The cock, sandwiched between the stretched breasts, reached right under Diana's chin.
With smooth, sticky lube applied there and her slightly parted mouth breathing ticklishly, it happened naturally.
Jjalkkak-!
I began to move my hips little by little.
The lube on the breasts made sticky sounds, and the nipples, now completely free of shyness, were thrusting out with all their might, tempting to be touched.
"Uuht, mmh-. Hhgehiht♥"
Every time I moved my hips while pressing the two like buttons with my thumbs, Diana's moans and hot breath tickled the tip of my glans.
Jjikkek! Jjikkek!
I instinctively increased the speed.
These are dangerous milk tanks.
To think such a stimulating onahole existed.
It must have devoured many men.
Jjalkkak! Jjalkkak!
As the speed increased, I unknowingly applied too much force, poking Diana's chin and lower lip repeatedly.
"Ooong. Um-. Ooom."
Was it because the poking of the cock was annoying?
Or was it an instinctive reaction to something entering her mouth?
She began to make a face and move her mouth restlessly.
That sight further heightened the excitement.
"Hwook, hwook."
"Iht! Hhiht!"
Jjikkek! Jjikkek!
Clutching the breasts with all my might, I continued to shake my hips.
"Kkeuht?!"
I could see the wanton lumps of flesh poking out between my fingers.
Jjalkkakjjalkkakjjalkkak!
The urge to cum is gradually surging up.
"Diana. You're awake, right? Hwook-! Hwook-!"
"Gororong......."
Still not awake?
I wanted to ejaculate the moment she woke up.
What expression would she make if she got covered in cum right as she woke up?
That seems like a very attractive situation.
But let's do that later.
Right now, this pleasant titty-fuck takes priority.
Jjikkek! Jjikkek!
It feels like it's coming.
Pressing down hard enough to push the nipples back into place, at the moment of the final thrust.
"Keuk!"
"Aheuhiht♥"
A pleasant sensation of pleasure began to consume my head.
Byuut! Pyuut!
White, cloudy fluid sprayed over the cleavage, past the collarbone and chin, onto the red lips and perky nose.
"Fwoo......."
That was a pleasant onahole.
"Gororong....... Mnya. Mm. Jjeop. Jjeoeup."
Perhaps because some semen entered her slightly parted mouth, Diana smacked her lips and began to messily receive and swallow it.
'Oh-.'
I immediately got up from my position and headed for her head.
And I brought my cock, which had finished its pleasant ejaculation and was half-asleep, to her mouth.
Her slightly parted mouth meant I couldn't insert it completely.
But as her restless lips rubbed against the tip of my glans, strength began to return.
"Haa-. Feels good."
I brought my re-hardened cock to the edge of her lips and squeezed out the remaining semen.
"Ooom. Um. Jjeoeup. Jjeop......."
Is she dreaming of eating something delicious?
I like the sight of her moving her lips with a happy expression.
The sensation of her moist, wet lips was also very pleasant.
'Titty-pussy is top-tier.'
Next, it's time for the real pussy.
I immediately went down and pulled up her skirt.
Since she's still wearing the shirt, it would be unfair to only take off the skirt.
Brown pantyhose was revealed, and inside, purple, sexy underwear was visible.
'What about the stockings?'
How unfair the world is.
Stockings roughly torn, unable to cover the pussy; stockings peeled off only to the thighs, clinging to both legs.
Is there no way to choose both?
But if I absolutely must choose one.
'Tearing comes later.'
First of all, it's not my own clothes.
I should get permission and tear them later.
Thinking that, I pulled down the pantyhose and panties at her waist in one go.
Sticky, transparent threads began to stretch long like spiderwebs between the panties and the pubic hair.