Look at This Cheeky Little Thing...♥
4) How cheeky...♥ (Lesbian)
“Seriously, with a body this sexy, you’ve never even been in a relationship? That’s such a waste.”
“You’re the one who... uh...❤ You’re not exactly in a position to judge me, since you’re the one who says you don’t date much.”
“Well, I... Ugh!”
Meria seemed to take that comment to heart, shoving her fingers even deeper inside me, and I immediately clamped my mouth shut.
Wait, actually, a moan escaped me, so maybe I opened my mouth after all.
Meria now pressed her body completely against mine, grinding our breasts together, and once again, she entwined her tongue deeply with mine, relentlessly teasing me from within.
“This is a bit...❤ Ha, uh, I’m embarrassed❤”
“You get embarrassed over the silliest things.”
Meria pouted at my words, then deliberately tensed her upper body, crushing me beneath her as she moved side to side, rubbing our breasts together.
The stimulation of our breasts and nipples against each other was strangely arousing, but when she started stimulating me down below, it felt like I was being thoroughly ravished.
The way she deliberately started rubbing my thighs suggests she’s definitely not a novice—she’s clearly done this more than once.
“You really…”
Her hands were far too skilled to be attributed to just being drunk and letting her take the lead.
I thought that even if I were sober, I wouldn’t have been able to take the lead—I would’ve just ended up getting played like this—but I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have done this if I were sober.
“You’re so horny, sis.”
“You’re such a pervert.”
Perhaps satisfied with her exploration of my body, Meria pulled away and scanned me from head to toe.
It would be ridiculous to cover up now after all that biting and sucking, so I didn’t hide my chest—let her look all she wanted—but making eye contact in this state still felt a bit awkward.
Still, since she seemed to like it so much, and I was drunk anyway, I decided to act crazy and pushed my breasts together to show her.
“Like it?”
Meria stared at me blankly, then gave me a look that was scary in more ways than one.
Come to think of it, I’ve heard that drinking and then showering isn’t a good idea—I hope my head isn’t spinning from it too late in the game?
Just as I expected, Meria pressed down on my upper arms with her knees, then looked down at me with a slightly glazed expression.
I think I’m right.
“This… did you seduce me first, sis?”
“Huh? What?”
Then Meria climbed on top of my head, pinned me down, and rubbed her pussy against my mouth.
Meria was panting heavily, just like a teenage girl masturbating into a pillow.
I couldn’t believe how strong this little girl was—even though I was in this position, I couldn’t move a muscle.
Meria finally grabbed my hair and, pressing down slowly but firmly, used my breath and mouth as her own masturbation tool, enjoying herself.
“Huu... Ha... Sis... Sis... ❤”
W-what is...
Not content with just pressing her pussy against my mouth, she kept grinding against it, and I started to really struggle to breathe. It seemed that my heavy breathing was actually turning her on.
“Ugh, Sis ❤ More ❤ Do it more... ❤”
It was a little annoying that she grabbed my hair and started grinding her hips like she was using me as a sex toy, but seeing her so horny and grinding away like that—even though she said she liked it—strangely made me want to turn her on even more.
“Huff... Slurp, slurp...”
I’m not sure if she shaves or if she’s just naturally hairless, but her pussy is completely smooth, so at least there’s nothing particularly uncomfortable about caressing her—I guess that’s a relief.
I don’t have much hair down there either.
“Hehe❤ I’m sorry❤ But you’re so naughty, sis❤”
Even though I’m being used purely for sexual gratification, Meria readjusted her position, started swaying her hips back and forth, reached one hand behind her, and just...
“Hiiik!?❤”
“Listen to that voice. Unless you’ve been thoroughly trained, aren’t you just naturally lewd?❤”
Using the exact same hand movements she’d used to humiliate me earlier, she began thrusting inside me. She was swaying her hips, but perhaps because her posture wasn’t as good as before, it wasn’t rough, so it didn’t feel intense.
But it’s just that it doesn’t feel as intense as before; my mouth is being toyed with regardless. Maybe because the situation is so arousing, I feel even more excited than before.
Whether it was earlier or now, the feeling of being forced is exactly the same.
“Ugh...❤ Ha, huff...❤”
“You have to suck it all up properly, you know?❤”
Meria’s love juices were flowing right into my mouth, little by little. Even while I was getting excited, I deliberately licked and stimulated her as hard as I could with my tongue to see her reaction.
I guess I’d be better at this if I’d done it before, but she seems satisfied even with this awkward, clumsy feeling.
Honestly, it’s a bit… heavy. Meria isn’t heavy herself, but sometimes she can’t control her strength and crushes me a little, making me involuntarily groan inside.
Smack!!
“Haaah!❤ You bastard…!”
I’m embarrassed that I got turned on even though I was startled by Meria suddenly slapping my pussy hard enough to make a loud sound.
It’s the alcohol, it’s the alcohol…
Even though I wasn’t that drunk, I tried to justify it by blaming it on the alcohol and claiming a mental victory, but I ended up succumbing to the pain and pleasure I felt down there once again.
Smack! Smack!!
“Stop...!❤ Stop, it hurts❤ Ugh! Uh...”
“You say it hurts, but what’s with this sticky, wet pussy?”
I couldn’t help but keep repeating the cycle of spreading my legs, clenching them, and spreading them wide again as the pleasure kept washing over me.
“It’s all your fault, you naughty big sister! ❤”
I writhed my hips, then pressed my legs tightly together and grabbed Meria’s hand to signal she should stop, but Meria must not have liked that—she suddenly shoved her middle and ring fingers deep inside my pussy and started thrusting her hand roughly.
“Ah, okay! ❤ Okay, I’m sorry! ❤❤”
“But honestly, I find it more arousing when you resist rather than just submitting so easily to me.”
“Ugh, then what am I supposed to do, ugh!?❤”
“Hehe, that look in your eyes is turning me on.”
I couldn’t tell if this was no longer just a way to correct my posture, but an attempt to completely subdue me. The finger-fucking, which had paused briefly, showed no signs of stopping, and my body literally began to go limp.
Her legs, which had been pressed together, naturally parted, easily yielding to Meria’s touch.
Meria handled my hair with one hand as if holding the reins of a horse, and my pussy with the other as if whipping a horse’s hindquarters.
“I actually brought exactly two bottles of this to set the mood.”
With a more flexible posture than she looked, Meria stretched her upper body out to the side and rummaged through her bag.
It was true that she did carry another bag besides her own.
“Wine?”
“Wine. I don’t drink much, but I figured there might be times when I’d end up drinking alone in my room, so I carry something that doesn’t spoil easily. I didn’t think we’d be opening it on the very first day.”
She’s already like this, but if she drinks that, she’s really going to be a mess.
With that thought, I reached out too, but there was no way I could reach Meria’s hand, which was stretched out as far as her upper body.
“Just a little bit. I’ll only have a little~ But a cup...”
Wait, why does this inn even have cups in the room for no reason?
“More importantly, you can’t try to steal my wine. No, no.”
Crack!
“Ugh...❤”
She’s just doing whatever she wants with it...❤
Anyway, seeing her chug a whole glass of wine in one go, I’m screwed now.
With a “Phew...” Meria pulled her lips away from the glass. Her body seemed to go limp as if in a daze, and she slowly let the wine drip down her body, bit by bit.
Where on earth did she pick up such a weird, perverted hobby?
I felt like if I didn’t drink it, it would just go up my nose, so with the mindset of “Let’s see how far this goes,” I obeyed Meria’s command.
The wine flowing down between Meria’s smooth breasts trickled over her perfectly toned stomach, down her pristine pussy, and into my mouth.
It was the kind of truly perverted behavior and sight you’d expect from some perverted noble, but it was the kind of thing that made me understand why nobles do it.
Earlier, I was a bit embarrassed and too lost in the moment to really notice, but unless you’re the type who only likes big breasts, this is a figure that both men and women would covet.
If someone had sculpted that scene of her letting the wine flow down her body, it would have been a work of art, not obscenity.
“Huh?❤ It’s way ticklier than I thought.”
Then why didn’t you just tell me not to do it? You’re such a pervert for making me do this.
I grumbled to myself for no reason, but as the wine kept flowing into my mouth, I started to feel a little tipsy again.
It’s happening so gradually that “tipsy” might not be the right word—I’m starting to feel more like I’m drifting off.
“Sis, while I’m still somewhat sober, can I ask you for just one favor?”
I’m not sure how feeding wine to an older woman through her pussy counts as “still being somewhat sober,” but I nodded anyway.
“Don’t swallow it.”
Meria poured a little wine into a glass, helped me sit up, and handed me the glass.
“What are you trying to do now...”
If I’d downed a full glass in my current state, I would’ve passed out in five seconds flat, but this was barely a sip of wine.
I took a sip and looked at Meria with an expression that said, “Is that it?”
“You absolutely must not swallow it, right?”
“Ee-ah, uugh, uugh!?”
Before I could even react, Meria pulled me into a hug and pressed her lips against mine, passing the wine from her mouth to mine.
Oh my god!!
Instead of just drinking it all in one gulp and swallowing, she plays around by keeping our lips locked, intertwining our tongues, taking the wine, and then letting it flow back out.
I think about just chugging it all at once, but to say I’m not turned on by this would be a lie...
After a while, Meria, who had been sipping the wine, looked adorably dazed—probably from downing that shot earlier—then her eyes slowly closed, and she collapsed into my arms.
...Is she going to sleep like this? Leaving all the cleanup to me?