Chapter 58: Piole
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 58: Piole
Piole couldn't tear her eyes away from the massive cock looming before her. Her ragged breaths brushed against my shaft, which throbbed as if it could sense the ecstatic future that awaited.
Meanwhile, the huge mounds of her breasts floated on the water, swaying with its movement. The sight was intensely provocative.
Unable to hold back any longer, I slowly pushed my hips forward. When my cock touched her face, Piole shrieked as if she’d been stabbed by a sword.
“Eek!”
She was so startled she fell right on her butt. Her grip on me was for naught as she tumbled into the water. Even then, her pair of enormous breasts floated to the surface, asserting their presence.
Hers was an incredibly lewd body. Belatedly realizing my gaze was fixed on her chest, Piole covered herself and submerged, leaving only her face peeking out. She pointed a finger at me.
“Y-y-y-you! W-what do you have out?!”
She was pointing at my massive member, which had been standing at attention, making its presence known ever since I’d seen her naked body.
I feigned confusion and replied nonchalantly.
“You can’t exactly wash with your clothes on, can you?”
“N-no! That’s not what I mean! Why did you come over here?! Get away! You pervert!”
“I’ll wash wherever I please.”
“You—!”
Piole, about to shout, submerged herself deeper when her ample breasts were exposed again, her mouth disappearing beneath the surface.
She didn’t know. She didn’t know that thanks to the clear water and bright moonlight, her blurred form was far more erotic than a completely naked body. The intense visual stimulation made my cock throb again and again.
Piole’s gaze was glued to it. It was a complex look, a mixture of fear, curiosity, and anticipation. I closed the distance so she could get a better look.
Gulp.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. Her eyes soon left my cock and began to scan my body from top to bottom. Her stare was so intense it felt like it could burn a hole through me. I smirked.
“How lewd of you.”
“W-what are you talking about? Who’s the one with that thing standing at attention?”
Piole whipped her head away as if to deny it. But why were her eyes slowly drifting to the corners of her vision?
“Aren’t you cold?”
I offered her the wine I’d brought. Piole was submerged in water as cold as ice. If I left her like this, she’d not only catch a cold but could also suffer from hypothermia.
“I-I’m not cold!”
Piole didn’t take it. She knew the wine was the reason things had turned out this way. She must have guessed what would happen if she carelessly accepted it again.
“More importantly, just get away from me!”
“I’ll leave after I’m done washing.”
“What? You really…”
I tossed the wine to her. As she fumbled to catch it, I casually began to wash myself, making sure to keep my body facing her so she could see everything clearly.
Piole’s teeth chattered from the cold, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from my body and my cock.
“You’re really going to catch a cold, you know.”
“Wow! The full moon is huge tonight!”
When I said that, she looked up at the full moon, pretending to be distracted.
That composure didn’t last long. Her complexion grew paler and paler. She shivered as she spoke.
“C-can we stop joking around now?”
“Joking? I’m being perfectly serious.”
“Liar! Y-you’ve seen my body! You wouldn’t want to do it with a woman like me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Piole scowled, then brought the wineskin to her lips. Before I could stop her, she drained it to the last drop, tossed it aside, and stood up.
Her well-trained, soaking-wet body glistened brilliantly in the moonlight. Yet, her head was bowed low.
“My breasts are uselessly big, and muscles cover my whole body like armor. My thighs are thicker than a skinny man’s waist, and I’m so damn tall that tons of men are shorter than me. Honestly, this isn’t a woman’s body. It’s so unseemly and grotesque.”
Piole’s shame was rooted in her own "ugly" body. To me, her words were incomprehensible.
“It’s true, your body deviates quite a bit from the era’s standard of beauty.”
The standards of beauty change with the times. With the Church’s authority at its peak, a woman was considered beautiful only if she had small breasts and hips symbolizing purity, pale skin, and a wide forehead.
Piole met none of these criteria.
“S-see? You hate it too, right?”
Even though I had agreed with her, Piole looked disappointed. She wasn’t pushing me away because she had no feelings for me.
“But, as my woman, your body is a perfect fit.”
“What?”
I decided to explain to her, one by one, just how perfectly suited she was for me.
“Let’s start with your towering height. As you can see, I’m a head or two taller than most adult men. Women who fit the standard of beauty just look like children to me. But…”
I pulled Piole into a sudden embrace.
“W-what are you doing?!”
She struggled, trying to push her hips back to prevent my cock from touching her lower belly. I ignored it and continued.
“But if you’re tall like you, we can embrace face-to-face like this. We can even kiss naturally.”
“K-kiss…?”
Instead of answering, I stole her lips. Knowing what would happen if she resisted, she slightly parted them. Her tongue came out to meet mine as if it had been waiting.
When our eyes met, she quickly looked away. I playfully toyed with her tongue before pulling back. She let out a ragged breath.
“Hah…”
I continued my explanation.
“And is that all? You have a large frame, so making love to an ordinary woman would look like I was assaulting a child. But with you, it’s a completely different story.”
I grabbed her ass firmly with both hands and pulled her tight against me, pressing my cock against her lower belly.
“I-it’s hot… Hnngh!”
She gasped as she looked down at my member touching her stomach. I gently bit her earlobe, and she squirmed. I whispered into her ear, breathing hotly against her skin.
“If I were with a shorter woman, my cock would be poking her around the solar plexus in this position.”
“C-cock…”
“And is that all?”
I gently pressed on her forehead. She didn’t resist and lowered herself into a kneeling position, thighs straight. My cock was now naturally positioned right in front of her chest.
“You’re the only woman whose breasts can align so perfectly with my cock, Piole.”
“W-what’s so good about that? My breasts are just weirdly big. Do you know how much they get in the way when I swing a sword? I even tried to learn archery once, but the bowstring kept getting caught on my chest. They’re really just uselessly large lumps of flesh.”
Piole grabbed her breasts and kneaded them. Watching them ripple like bread dough, I wondered if she was intentionally trying to seduce me or if she genuinely felt that way.
“Breasts are very important.”
Isn’t there a famous saying? You might fall for someone who has small breasts, but no one likes someone because they have small breasts.
“Who doesn’t know that? I guess being this big means I won’t run out of milk.”
“That’s not the only thing breasts are useful for.”
“Th-then?”
I took my cock in hand and poked her enormous breasts. Startled, she leaned back and looked up at me.
“Wh-what are you…?”
“I’ll show you the true purpose of breasts. First, put my cock in your cleavage and wrap it.”
Piole held her breasts with both hands and squeezed my cock. It struggled as if suffocating, but the pressure of the massive flesh was so great that only its head could manage to peek out.
“L-like this…?”
With an awkward touch, Piole pressed her breasts together, stimulating the cock trapped between them. Her face was tilted up, as if to gauge my reaction. The sight was more breathtaking than any landscape.
“An ordinary woman’s breasts wouldn’t even cover half of my cock. This is something only you can do.”
“R-really…?”
Only then did Piole seem to gain some confidence in her body. She tried not to show it, but the corners of her mouth twitched. With her confidence restored, she soon regained her former boldness.
“This is… kinda cute?”
Was it because she was inexperienced? Or because she’d trained as a knight for so long? Piole smiled as if she found my monstrous cock cute, something most women would be terrified of.
She boldly gripped her breasts with both hands and playfully squeezed them this way and that. When my cock, which had been swallowed by her flesh, managed to poke its head out, she would grin with amusement.
“It’s a bit dry. Let some saliva drip on it.”
“S-saliva? That’s dirty…”
I just stared down at her. After a moment of hesitation, Piole opened her mouth slightly as if she had no choice. A string of saliva, shimmering faintly in the moonlight, trickled down into her cleavage.
My cock, nestled there, was quickly soaked. The glistening member looked even more vicious, its veins bulging. I patted her head as if to say, ‘good girl.’
“Now, move again. It should feel a little different.”
“Really…?”
Piole tilted her head and moved her hands again. Just once. The sound of her saliva-slicked breasts and my flesh squelching together echoed, loud and obscene.
Gulp.
After a brief pause, she moved her hands again.
Squelch. Slap.
As the sticky, fleshy sounds started again, Piole’s face flushed. She glanced up at me, then moved her hands once more.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Piole was an excellent student who learned ten things when taught one. She quickly became proficient at pleasuring me with her breasts.
Even a monstrous cock couldn’t help but lose its might and flounder in a sea of flesh that possessed the ultimate softness.
“I-is it good…?”
She looked up at me without stopping her hands. Her breathing was slightly ragged, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. She was my woman. My woman, serving only me.
“It’s a languid, comfortable pleasure. Enough to make me want to live with my cock between your breasts forever.”
“R-really?”
Piole moved her breasts even more diligently, replenishing the saliva on her own whenever her cleavage started to dry.
However, there was one thing I regretted. Despite working so hard that sweat beaded on her forehead, she didn’t seem aroused. This was just one-sided service.
The old me, the scoundrel, would have only cared about my own satisfaction, but the me of today knew that sex was more enjoyable when shared.
“Piole.”
I set my disappointment aside and helped her to her feet.
“Why didn’t you cum? I heard a man has to cum to feel satisfied…”
“This is where I should be cumming.”
I took my cock and brought it to her belly. I traced a path from her navel, across her eleven-line abs, to the slightly raised mound of her lower abdomen. Then, I pressed down firmly on the spot where her womb would be.
“Hnngh. It’s… so hot…”
Piole swayed as if she were about to collapse. I wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her steady, then parted the thicket on her smooth mound with my cock, moving lower, and lower still.
Piole squirmed, not knowing what to do. Then, the head of my cock slid down and burrowed into the apex of her delta.
“Haaaak!”
Unable to bear it any longer, Piole threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tight.
Her ample breasts were crushed against my chest, and my cock was wedged between her thighs, its head just peeking out by her ass. The friction from the movement made Piole shudder.
“N-no… Ah, I don’t know anything about this… Hnngh!”
“You’re incredibly tight.”
I, too, was faced with an unexpected pleasure. Her firm, thick thighs were squeezing my cock with a tightness that rivaled a pussy.
“Hnngh, i-is it good…?”
Piole asked, looking up at me with pleading eyes. Lacking confidence in her own body, she constantly sought validation of her worth.
I answered with my actions. I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her back to hold her in place. As I thrust my hips, my cock, wedged between her thighs, moved back and forth.
The slick that was already overflowing like a flood aided the movement. She was incredibly wet, so much so that I wondered if she had peed.
“Ahhhng!!!”
Piole pulled me even tighter, burying her face in my shoulder. Her muffled moans, right next to my ear, were unbelievably lewd.
I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and began to thrust in earnest. Then, the moment my cock, which had been plowing between her thighs, brushed against the entrance to her pussy…
“Haaaang!!!”
Piole’s body went rigid for a moment, then all the strength drained out of her as she tried to collapse. A tremendous amount of slick gushed from her pussy, drenching my cock.
She was not only wet but also incredibly sensitive. She seemed to have reached her climax, but I didn’t stop moving.
“A-Allen…!”
She squirmed, pleading with me with desperate eyes. I pretended not to notice and just continued to thrust my cock. Piole bit her lip and whispered.
“Q-quickly, put it in…”
“Where?”
“Ah, I don’t know…!”
Piole shook her head. It was a cute tantrum that made it impossible to recall her usual tomboyish self.
“I need to know where to put it, don’t I?”
I teased the head of my cock around her entrance, as if I would slide in the moment she said the word. Piole squirmed, unconsciously moving her hips to try and align herself.
Her efforts were rendered meaningless when I pulled my hips back. Frustrated, Piole’s eyes narrowed.
“Ah, damn it, are you really going to be like this?”
I continued to tease her, making her burn with anticipation.
“Just say one word. Then I’ll put it in.”
“Ah, really…”
After a long moment of hesitation, Piole squeezed her eyes shut and whispered.
“…I-in my pussy?”
“I can’t quite hear you. What was that?”
When I pretended not to hear, Piole’s eyes flew open and she glared up at me. There was a look of determination in them. Before I could react, her hand shot out and grabbed my cock.
“You…?”
Piole didn’t hesitate. She was so aroused that she forgot it was her first time and, following her instincts, shoved my cock into her pussy herself. It plunged in all the way to the root in one go.
“Ah, it hurts!”
It was only natural that Piole’s eyes welled up with tears. I was so dumbfounded I could only stare down at her. Piole avoided my gaze and buried her face in my shoulder.
And to the very end, she sought to have her worth confirmed. A sugary voice pierced my ear.
“I-is mine… tasty…?”