Chapter 69
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Clone Bellia (5)
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"Rian, smack♥ on the lips, smack♥ this kind of thing, smack♥ no more...♥"
My mind felt like it was going strange. Every time Rian's thing pressed against my breasts, a sharpening wave of pleasure crashed over me.
The sensation was incomparable to the occasional times I'd slipped my fingers inside while showering to comfort myself. It kept coming faster and faster.
Unlike vaguely teasing the entrance of my pussy, each time Rian's thick shaft slid between my cleavage, an electric jolt of ecstasy shot through me.
'To feel it this much with my breasts... something's wrong...♥' Lustful waves heated my body, clouding my thoughts.
Clinging to the scraps of my reason, I barely kept my expression in check and protested to Rian.
"Rian, no more, this is weird...♥ Stop for a sec...♥"
My protest was ignored as he stroked my head and gently forced my lips against his cock.
"Mmph...♥"
"Take a deep breath or something. It'll calm you down a bit."
What the hell was he saying? How could I calm down in this situation? The wait for release was agonizing.
Each time my plump lips enveloped his shaft, he stroked me like I'd done well.
'Does this... feel good? Rian?' What was so great about such a vulgar act?
Forcing this lewd-smelling thing into my mouth and praising me for it...
I wouldn't enjoy praise for something so cheap.
"Somehow, better than yesterday?"
"...Is that so? Slurp♥"
...Well, compared to Bellia—who took any act no matter how vulgar—I seemed more stimulating to Rian.
That didn't make me particularly happy. Really.
"...Hehe."
So, the moment I heard his words, my lips stupidly curled up, and I obediently took his cock without resisting—it was just acting.
Purely an act to make him cum within the remaining 6 minutes.
Unlike Bellia, I'm not some cheap woman who gets off on one-sidedly servicing Rian.
"...How's this...♥ Slurp?"
I squeezed my breasts together hard, moving them so he could feel their soft pressure from every angle.
Wrapping my plump lips around the protruding crimson glans, I licked the tip with my tongue.
Each tap at his urethral opening made him twitch happily.
"Does it feel good, young master...♥" I flicked my tongue, urging his release.
Ahh, really...fondling my son's cock like this, so vulgarly with my mouth and breasts, begging him to cum...
How did I end up doing something so perverted?
This was wrong.
But this pleasure.
This ecstasy of servicing his thick shaft with my whole body—why did it feel so right...♥
"Feels good." My son grinned and flicked my nipples like he was rewarding me.
A flood of pleasure hit me, like roughly stimulating my clit.
"Ah♥ Ah♥ Rian...♥ Don't do that...♥"
"What's not to do?"
"The breasts, using them so roughly...♥ No more...♥"
If this kept up, I wouldn't last 6 minutes—hell, not even 30 seconds.
"Endure it. That's an order."
My breasts felt like a pussy now, and just his shaft thrusting back and forth pushed me to the edge.
Added to that, tormenting my nipples—I couldn't keep my expression anymore.
"Haaah, haaah, hngh♥"
Every time I tried to beg him to stop, he'd stir deep inside my cleavage, leaving me with stupid moans.
"Nooo...♥ Stop the good feelings...♥"
Rian's cock felt hotter than my body temperature. The touching parts burned.
'You're so lewd, Rian...♥'
Using a body just like his mother's so roughly...♥
Really, harboring such desire for me was wrong.
But ignoring such massive lust would be neglectful.
So, this was just venting the pressure. Keeping his overgrown desire from exploding all at once.
I reminded myself of my role. Today, I was here to fix Rian's twisted sexual preferences.
Coming cheaply or making lewd faces wasn't part of the plan.
Finally steadying my mind, growing a bit used to the pleasure, I restored my disheveled expression.
"Holding up better today?"
Rian said busily stimulating my breasts. He kept thrusting between them while repeatedly ravaging my lips.
"Of course♥ Smack I am♥ Squelch This kind♥ Slurp♥ of thing doesn't♥ feel good...♥"
"Unless you're some massive pervert," I added, confident in my victory.
Less than a minute left now.
Aaah, it was truly grueling. So close to losing my noble lady's dignity in repeated near-misses.
The pleasure was dangerously hard to endure. Tempting me to just give in and enjoy.
But just a bit longer. Then I could shatter Rian's delusion of making a woman cum with just her breasts.
"Bellia seems like the pervert, though?"
With those words, Rian ramped up like everything before was just play.
"Ngh, Rian, young master...♥ I said no rough stuff...♥"
Gripping my breasts roughly, forcing his cock in—it felt strangely real.
He smeared the clear pre-cum from impending release between them, then vibrated his grip on my nipples.
"Haaah♥ Uaaah♥ What...♥ is this...♥"
My recent resolve meaningless, Rian's rapid movements twisted my face into a dumb, vulgar expression.
No wonder—unlike before, the fast ravaging of my breasts made it feel like he was truly fucking me.
As if my cleavage was my pussy and my lips the womb entrance, he obsessively pressed his glans to my lips with every thrust.
I should beg him to stop, but reflexively, I wrapped my lips around his glans.
"Squelch♥ Smooch♥ Slurp♥"
His twitching cock signaled climax, but I had no leeway either.
I couldn't endure his obsessive caresses much longer.
"...Gonna cum in your mouth."
"Mmph♥ Mmmph♥ Hnngh...♥" At release, Rian grabbed my head and shoved deep into my mouth.
His thick, gooey semen poured into me.
'Spit it out, dammit...'
I shouldn't swallow my son's semen like this...
Like Bellia in the video, I reflexively gulped down what he injected.
I felt the sticky fluid slide down my throat. The gooey load filled my sinuses, lewd scent rising from my stomach.
Smelling Rian's semen at the tip of my nose... I came together with him.
Embarrassing, but far more intense than any climax I'd ever felt.
A mother cumming while swallowing her son's load and servicing his cock with her breasts—utterly shameful.
After finishing, Rian demanded cleanup.
He made me milk his cock with my hand, squeezing out the remnants from his urethra.
Massaging the massive thing like wringing it out, white turbidity beaded at the tip.
"...Ah♥" Reflexively, I brought my mouth to the dripping white drop.
Self-loathing hit late. What had I just done?
I could excuse the pleasure haze earlier, but this was completely...
"Good job, Bellia."
...Yeah, just a reflex. Anyone would catch a falling vase, right? Natural reaction to something dropping.
Afterglow clouded my judgment briefly.
"...I lost, young master." I said it with a reluctant pout, refusing to fully admit defeat.
Aaah, like this... my plan to steer Rian from lewd expressions and instill proper sexual views drifted further away...
Admitting defeat meant fulfilling every ridiculous, vulgar demand he made...
...Why was my heart trembling like this...♥
Suppressing the strange anticipation welling up, I waited for his response.
"No, Bellia. The match isn't over yet, right?"
His answer was unexpected.
"Pardon?" To my dazed question, Rian replied.
"Looks like you and I came at the same time. Doesn't that make declaring a winner ambiguous?"
"Ngh...♥" He sat me on the bed, gazing at my body.
Admiring me, then slowly laying me down.
Fully reclined, he undid the black panty strings and tossed the scrap aside like it was in the way.
"So, round two... let's start?" Rian looked down at my trembling form on the bed.
"Aaah...♥" His eyes burned with deeper lust than before.
This kid planned to subdue me until I truly admitted defeat...♥
"...Understood...♥ This time, I absolutely won't lose...♥"
With far less confidence than before, I began the second round.