Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: Priest, Can You Teach Me That Thing You Did Just Once More? (3)
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Rustle... Rustle...
Her clothes slipped off one by one, pattering softly onto the ground. Beyond the boulder, the sound of children laughing and playing drifted over, ratcheting up the tension. Our faces burned bright red as we locked eyes, unable to look away.
Soon, she shed even her panties and stepped toward me, one deliberate step at a time, like a predator closing in on its prey.
Just a few days ago, she hadn't even known the meaning of the word "sex." She'd been so innocent she thought a kiss could make a baby. But now...
She stood before me like a succubus, her gaze thick and sticky with desire.
I rolled my eyes subtly, taking in her body.
Her skin was like flawless white porcelain, her breasts fitting perfectly in my hands. She still had that youthful innocence about her, nowhere near Bishop Lisa's full maturity, but even so, she was plenty voluptuous and alluring.
'Is this really okay...?'
Even if I chalked up that time to being out of my mind, I was crystal clear-headed now, from head to toe. I doubted I could bring myself to soil her with my own hands.
Lost in such thoughts for a good ten minutes, she gave no more reprieve and pressed her body even closer to mine.
Though we were out in the open, her musky scent reached me plainly.
Even that tangy aroma only heightened her appeal.
"Come on, touch me like you did before."
Nun Rachel spread her arms wide and squeezed her eyes shut. With a tilt of her chin, she urged me to get on with caressing her body.
Right, it was just touching. I could manage that much. After all, Corruption Value didn't count anything short of actual penetration...
I let out a heavy sigh laced with heat and grabbed her arms, pulling her toward me.
Soon, I had her hugged from behind. Carefully, I began touching her sensitive spots with my hands.
Squelch... Squelch...
"Ah...!"
Normally, you'd start with light stimulation and work your way down from the top. But instead, I went straight for it, shoving my middle and ring fingers right into her slit.
It was possible only because her pussy was drenched, overflowing with juices.
"Hic...! Yeah, this...! Even doing it alone never worked.... Hic! More.... Stir up my insides more...!"
As I thrust into her pussy, Nun Rachel writhed in pleasure, her whole body trembling. Apparently, since that day without me, she'd been masturbating solo all this time. Everything she'd been holding back came spilling out.
"Nun Rachel.... Did you do it by yourself without me?"
"Ha...! Yes, I poked the pee hole like you did and pinched my breasts.... But it didn't feel as good as when you did it.... Hng...!"
So that's why she was in heat like this.
Already pent-up with frustration, seeing me must have made it all burst out.
And with puberty hitting her late on top of that, it was no wonder she couldn't see straight.
Sorry about this...
It felt like she was suffering because of me. None of this would have happened if I hadn't taken that drug and gone to her. It should have ended with just a bit of training from Bishop Lisa, but it was all my ignorance to blame.
"Is that so? Then I'll have to make it feel even better for you."
Squelch... Squelch...
"Ha...! Uu...!"
I plunged my fingers deep, pressing and rubbing against her inner walls. Maybe from pounding her pussy so much before? I could pinpoint exactly where to press to make her squeal with joy.
"How's this? Feels good when I touch here, right?"
"Haa! Priest...! Priest...! I love you...! There! More...!"
With my chin resting on her shoulder, I scraped at her clit from the outside and her G-spot from within, all with my fingers.
From my experience, nine out of ten women lost their minds at this, drooling and shaking uncontrollably. And with her limited know-how, she was even less equipped to hold out. Her eyes rolled back, her face twisted in a way that could only be called obscene, drunk on pleasure.
"Haa.... Haat! I'm! Gonna lose my mind! Priest! Hng!"
She let out a scream that was half holy cry, half guttural roar, utterly lost in ecstasy. I got that she was loving it, but if she got any louder, the kids might hear.
"Nun Rachel. You have to be quiet."
"No.... It feels too good, hii...! I can't stop."
Maybe the stimulation was too intense for her?
Worried I'd gone overboard, I pulled my hand free and caught her as she convulsed like crazy, easing her down onto the grass.
I held her from behind, supporting her until she calmed. Then she reached out and traced my lips.
"Kiss me."
"Pardon?"
"I want to kiss you, Priest."
I hesitated for a moment, but she grabbed my chin and forced our lips together. Now desperate to satisfy her urges, she acted on her own without even asking.
"Mmmph, haup...! Ha...."
'Feels like I'm feeding a baby bird...'
That was exactly the vibe. Nun Rachel explored every corner of my mouth like a chick gobbling food from its mother, scavenging for sustenance. I offered my tongue to help her take it all in.
"Uuup.... Up...."
How long did she suck and nibble? Time blurred into numbness by the time she finally pulled away. Dozens of saliva strands stretched and snapped.
"Priest.... I love you...."
"I love you too, Sister."
She whispered sweet nothings in my ear and nuzzled her face against mine. It wasn't unwelcome, but she was awfully clingy.
Then again, she'd grown up young, losing her loved ones without ever knowing proper affection. Having someone shower her with endless love like this must have felt like a sweet dream, an addictive drug.
"Touch me again."
She tugged my arms free from our gentle embrace. Placing one hand on her breast and the other on her pussy, she demanded more caresses. Her pure white, hairless mound under my fingers got me worked up too, and I dove back into her pussy folds.
"K-Kiss too.... Mmmph...! Haup...!"
Without overthinking, I sealed her mouth to muffle any sounds and softly pinched her perky nipples.
I poured my best efforts into pleasuring her however I could, until she was satisfied. Her body crumbled beautifully under my touch, one spot after another.
'Ah.... Should I just fuck her outright?'
I tried to hold back somehow, but this was my limit. Honestly, what man could watch this and stay composed? One woman addicted to my touch, unable to escape, while my cock had been raging since earlier, begging for a single thrust. Not getting excited would be the real issue.
'No.... I'd be crazy.... Get a grip.'
I squeezed my eyes shut, straining to regain my senses.
How much Corruption Value had I racked up already? I couldn't let pointless lust drag me down. A few more hand strokes to send her over, and she'd be satisfied and leave on her own.
"Mmmph...! Uuup!"
Her eyes widened bigger as the reaction hit. Proof came as her inner walls clamped down hard on my fingers.
"Puha.... Go ahead now.... I'll keep thrusting. Just give your body to me and feel good."
"Haa! Krgh! Hiii! Priest.... I'm cumming...!"
Sploooosh—
Finally, she arched her back like a bow and climaxed. She squirted her "fertilizer" everywhere onto the grass in a spectacular finish.
"Haa...."
'She looks so blissed out...'
Leaning against me, eyes rolled back, body shuddering.
Was this what I looked like when Bishop Lisa fucked me? Her post-orgasm glow, savoring the aftershocks, was eerily similar to mine.
Drool spilling from her mouth, occasional twitches—she'd mirrored everything I'd seen in the mirror countless times.
"Satisfied now?"
"..."
Her consciousness must have melted away in pleasure; she panted in fits and starts.
Either way, we had to get back before the kids noticed. No point dragging this out—I'd just head back quick and jerk off. The moment I propped up my torso with that in mind.
"Not enough...."
"Huh?"
Thud—
"Uk!"
My vision flipped, and a dumb yelp escaped me. Nun Rachel toppled me flat and straddled on top. Her fierce gaze looking down was pure beast, pinning my shoulders so I couldn't flee.
"N-Nun...!"
"Still not enough...."
"R-Really? Then, let me keep using my hands...."
"No. This time, do it with this."
"Huh?"
Grip—
"Krgh!"
Instead of answering, she clamped onto my cock with rough force. The sudden pressure snapped my neck back, forcing a moan out against my will.
"This felt the best. So this time.... With this.... Make me feel good."