Vivian's Secret Urge
Cloud's gaze naturally drifted toward the swaying hips of the priestess walking ahead. The paper-thin white fabric clung precariously to her rounded backside, barely containing it. With each step, two full moons—each the size of a full moon—swayed left and right in an oddly seductive rhythm. It was disturbingly lewd, as if inviting him to touch. Those hips were begging to be caressed. *As expected, a truly wonderful ass...* A fleeting memory surfaced from the morning: Sophia sneaking a peek at Cloud while she changed into her underwear, revealing her firm, supple figure and perky breasts, along with the moist, barely-covered slit peeking from her black panties. While Vivian's allure lay in her fresh, youthful body—sweet visual sweetness born of youth and fullness—Sophia's charm was deeper, more mature, a mature woman whose ripe form melted men's hearts with an irresistible aura. *Both of them are great... heuheung, heuheung...* Remembering Vivian and Sophia stirred an indescribable thrill. A moment later, the two entered the prayer hall and walked down the central aisle lined with long benches on either side. The interior was solemn and reverent, with majestic murals adorning the walls. As they walked all the way to the statue of the goddess Yoronda at the far end, Cloud felt a strange sense of calm settling over his heart. Upon reaching the statue, they both knelt and clasped their hands over their chests. Vivian's face was serene, almost like that of a benevolent angel. "Are you prepared to pray?" "Yes, it was a truly wonderful ass." At that moment, Cloud—lost in thought until then—slipped up without realizing it and blurted something completely inappropriate. He instantly regretted it and met her gaze with wide eyes. "W-wait, I'm sorry! I ate pork belly last night. That's why it popped into my head..." Vivian barely held back her irritation, took a long, deep breath, then forced a smile and spoke. "Still thinking about it? I see you enjoyed it very much. But we're here to pray, so let's forget that. Cleanse your heart by praying to the divine alongside me." "What kind of heart should I cleanse?" "Obviously, the impure thoughts lurking in your mind." "Do I have impure thoughts?" "Don't you remember the lewd comments and actions you made when we first met?" Vivian questioned him sharply, and Cloud immediately fired back. "The first wrong is something you should forgive..." "The beginning is wrong, so the ending is wrong too." Vivian suddenly rattled off an unknown foreign phrase, then scolded him like a mother. "Every mistake must be corrected the first time it's made. Otherwise, you'll repeat the same error. Understand?" "Y-yes, I will." Cloud nodded with a childlike expression, as if he truly understood. "Then, since it's just me and you, can I pray while looking at your chest?" "Absolutely not. Stop making such vulgar remarks." Vivian's tone was firm. She didn't look the least bit flustered by his lewd talk; it seemed she had already prepared her mind. "To me, you are the goddess." "Be quiet. Quickly, clasp your hands together and close your eyes." Cloud tried again. "They say that praying naked together leads to better results." "There is absolutely no such thing! Close your mouth and close your eyes already!" Vivian's anger flared up. Cloud quickly did as he was told, clasping his hands and closing his eyes. Seeing him in a quiet, prayerful posture, Vivian also turned toward the statue and began her own prayer. "Pray inside your heart to cleanse that lewd mind. You must become pure and clean." "Yes, Priestess." Cloud quietly recalled his own sins. He hadn't truly intended to pray sincerely in the first place, but being in such a vast and solemn prayer hall made his faith surge on its own. *Let me think about my sins. As for mine...* He thought about his crime. As far as he was concerned, it was exposing women too much. Women. Sophia. Wearing underwear. Her breasts, and her attractive ass. Her slit. Ah... he had only deepened his own torment. Well, it was good. While praying, he imagined Sophia changing her underwear that morning and imagined penetrating her from behind. Just imagining it made him throb. He had been on the verge of repenting and praying with a pure heart, but he instantly fell into lewd fantasies. He started imagining thrusting hard into Sophia's ass presented toward him. In his hallucination, Sophia was moaning so loudly in pleasure that she sounded mad. Next to Cloud, who had a hedonistic expression, Vivian calmly clasped her hands and prayed. From any outside perspective, she looked devout as she faced the goddess. At least on the surface. But inside her heart, a storm of confusion raged. Because of that vulgar joke Cloud had thrown earlier, lewd thoughts kept rising, and she couldn't focus on her prayer. At the same time, the act she had thought was the last of the day that morning kept lingering in her mind. It had started from an inexplicable body sensation when she woke from a midday nap a few days ago. Vivian bit her lip tightly. She couldn't shake off the rising lewd thoughts no matter how hard she tried. No matter how hard she tried, she kept imagining the lewd joke that man had just spat out, even though it was sitting right beside her. The man praying toward her breasts. Two people praying naked together. "S-stop it. I-I'm not... like that..." She struggled weakly, but the pleasure from the memories kept rising, and she could no longer push it away. As a priestess, she had always thought sexual desire was ugly and shameful. But now, ironically, she was chasing that same emotion she had once rejected with all her might. Her filthy body craved it endlessly. The temptation naturally knocked. Just two days ago, she had finally masturbated. It was a lazy afternoon. After waking from a nap, an inexplicable pleasure made her hand slide naturally into her panties. She pushed her middle finger deep inside her soft slit and rubbed her clit with her thumb while vigorously moving her fingers, seeking even stronger pleasure. And when she reached her orgasm, a dizzying ecstasy she had never felt before washed over her. Besides serving the gods, she felt a new joy in life. Whenever she got the chance, she enjoyed that feeling again and again. Even in the morning, at lunch, and in the evening, only after pleasuring herself until it hurt did guilt begin to rise and self-reproach surface. She was a priestess. She had believed lewd acts were clearly sin against the gods. So she had made up her mind to stop after this morning. She had desperately suppressed her lust and lived with atonement ahead. But now, after meeting this man named Cloud, her firm resolve had crumbled. *Lord God, why are You testing me like this...?* She felt like her faith was being put to the test. Before, when she saw that man Cloud, lewd and vulgar images came first. Of course, after the vulgar jokes right from their first meeting. But now it was different. She used to only think those things when she didn't know pleasure; now, Cloud's vulgar jokes were funny. Even though she looked angry on the outside, she often found herself smiling inside. So it was even more tormenting. The Cloud she had always looked down on had turned out to have a sense of humor and be a man with good taste—enough to drive her crazy. *This man is a mischievous devil.* A sigh escaped Vivian's lips. It had already been five minutes since they started praying... She couldn't endure it any longer. She decided to send him away. If they stayed like this, her mind would only get more confused. While with him, she was the one who found the vulgar jokes amusing inside. She opened her eyes, thinking she should send him away quickly and calm her mind. She turned her head and looked at Cloud. *Hic...!* Her eyes widened in shock. Between the knees of the man kneeling beside her, a long, thick thing had risen straight up, proudly claiming space in a tent. *S-some kind of monster...!* It was enormous. Of course, she knew exactly what it was. It was a man's penis. But she had never seen such an openly erect one in real life. Seeing that bizarre sight, she received a tremendous shock. "Huuuh, Lord God!" Imagining the massive bulge based on the outline of the pants, Vivian could no longer bear the mental shock and collapsed right there. Cloud's eyes snapped open in surprise. He turned his head. He saw Vivian collapsed on the floor, unconscious. He hurriedly crawled on his knees and shook her shoulder. "Priestess! Vivian Priestess! Priestess!" She showed no sign of waking up. "Ah, what do I do. Oh no..." Just then, her chest suddenly burned and thirst struck. Cloud frowned and clutched his own chest. "Ouch! Again! Of all times!"