43rd Rule, The New Lady is a Peeping Voyeur Pervert?? (3)
I stripped bare and crawled between Flora's legs, squatting down before lying flat on my back.
Like it or not, I had no choice in the matter.
Flora was, after all, the undisputed top power player among Dia Village's residents.
Resigned to my fate, I rested my head on the floor and shoved it forward. Right away, the back of my skull grew slick with her warm, sticky love juices.
The floor was so slippery that even the slightest turn of my head would've sent me sliding.
Guess even an idol takes care of her scent. Surprisingly, there wasn't that sour tang you might expect.
I closed my eyes and inhaled for a moment. Soon, a rich rose fragrance seeped into my nostrils.
Just as I was face-to-face with the popular idol's plump pussy lips, drooling thick saliva from my mouth and puckering up—
Flora glanced at the small hole in the wall and said,
"Do your best~. If you satisfy me, I'll give you a detailed briefing on what's visible through this hole."
······I don't need a deal like that.
Right now, the only thing on my mind was Deisy huffing and puffing outside.
Luckily, the staff member who'd guided me here had turned a blind eye, so I hadn't been caught yet. But that didn't change the fact that I'd be dead the moment I stepped out—straight into Deisy's hands.
So my only option was to satisfy Flora somehow.
The sole excuse that could get me out of here alive was the claim that I'd dutifully served Flora.
In a rush to end this sordid situation, I leaned in to take her pussy lips into my mouth—
Squelch!
"Mmgh!"
Flora dropped to her knees first, pinning and grinding my head under her.
My lips were instantly smeared with her love juices.
Salty.
Not seawater-briny, but denser in salinity than any I'd tasted before.
Squeeze~, press!
Flora shook her hips wildly, like she was desperate for it.
Her hard clit stabbed at my philtrum relentlessly—it was pure agony.
Meanwhile, she braced both hands against the wall, peering even deeper into the hole, heedless of my suffering.
"Oh. Pussy... pussy peek."
"······!??
Her shocking words hit me like a bomb. My vision shook like there was an earthquake.
H-how did Flora Gong know that term?
It was supposed to be internet-exclusive code, used only by the denizens of dark gentlemanly forums······.
At this point, her identity was suspect. A rational doubt crept in: was the woman before me even a woman?
Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I licked the soft pussy lips in my mouth to gather evidence.
Slurp♡.
"Pfft! Hey, that tickles. Hehe."
Strange. The tip of my tongue catching in that soft hole confirmed she was definitely a woman.
Still unconvinced, I traced every wrinkle in the sweet-juiced slit without mercy.
Just then, as Flora's sticky nectar melted into my saliva—
She peered into the hole like she was crawling toward it and murmured,
"······A woman secretly peeking into the women's bath... feels kinda off, right?"
In lieu of a reply, I gently lapped at her cleft with my tongue.
Slurp♡.
Flora shuddered, her hips bucking in rhythm with the friction.
After showing me all those shocking sights, was she seriously calling this peephole into the bath weird?
But the reason was simpler than I thought.
"Truth is, I prefer women over men."
"······."
Her coming-out stunned me so much that my tongue froze mid-swirl in her pussy lips.
P-polar bears are in danger······!
Sad faces of crying polar bears flashed through my mind.
As I fretted over the Arctic ice melting away, Flora scratched the back of her head sheepishly and added,
"Not that I hate men or anything······. How should I put it? I'm just more drawn to feminine charms?"
So Flora was a bisexual leaning lesbian.
Pondering that made her past behavior start to click into place.
Of course, I couldn't fully grasp her feelings, but it made me feel a twinge of guilt for the contemptuous looks I'd shot her way just moments ago—hardly idol-like, sure, but still.
"So if my behavior seems weird, just let it slide. Aside from my parents, you're the only one I've told. Not even my manager or the Shining Jewel members know."
I nodded gently instead of answering.
Flora looked down at me and stuck out her pinky.
"Promise then?"
I hesitated but hooked my pinky with hers.
She gazed at our linked fingers with a faint smile.
"Nice. I have a feeling we could make great partners."
The word "partners" embarrassed me, so I thrust my tongue hard into her tight hole.
It wormed past the wrinkles of her vaginal walls without resistance, startling Flora—her back arched like a bow.
"Hngh♡!"
Drool spilled from her mouth as she flashed a troubled smile my way.
"You're... pretty good, huh?"
But I wasn't the only one in trouble.
The tip of my tongue hit something stiff and foreign. It halted my tongue's lavish swirling around her walls.
Pressing it yielded, but elastic mucosa pushed back.
The symbol of purity found only in women untouched by men.
Her hymen.
I flicked relentlessly at the trampoline-like bounce, and Flora's hips twitched wildly.
She was close.
Her body heat rose. Love juices flooded my mouth.
Her breaths grew ragged as she stared into the bathhouse through the hole. Just as my favorite idol, Flora, twisted in ecstasy—
"Gotta give a unforgettable gift to the cat who licked my pussy so diligently~♪."
I quit that fan club ages ago······.
Ignoring my thoughts entirely, Flora clamped her thighs around my cheeks to trap me.
Her legs looked paper-thin, but the pressure crushed my skull like it might shatter.
Must be all that idol stage dancing.
I resisted, slapping her plump ass hard—but
"Too late~. Time to flood your mouth with Flora's holy nectar~♪."
Back to her idol voice, she yanked my hair like she was ripping it out.
Then Flora straightened her back, threw her head up, and unleashed a hot, thick gush of squirt straight into my mouth.
"Now, Flora's sacred broth~. Swallow every drop?"
Hngh~♡!
Sizzle! Gurgle gurgle.
My mouth brimmed with the salty pool of her squirt, but Flora convulsed, hips bucking endlessly as she sprayed more.
"Haa······♡. Feels so damn good."
Lost in afterglow, she released her thighs and slumped to the floor.
Her juices foamed at my philtrum and seeped into my nose, stinging it raw.
With my mouth full, breathing through my nose was already my only option—now it was deadly.
I scrambled out from between her legs, sneezed, and accidentally sprayed the pooled nectar toward Flora's face.
"Pffftchoo!"
Splat!
"······."
As I gasped for air, I noticed cold liquid dripping from her hair.
Oh shit.
Flora stared at me blankly.
I braced for a scolding over defiling a noble idol's face, but—
She calmly pulled out her smartphone, smirked, and said,
"Mm, perfect. Nice release before heading overseas."
She stood coolly, like nothing happened, and headed for the door.
"Thanks. Now I can focus on the concert."
"······No problem."
"See you next week. I'll make it the most fun time ever~☆"
With an idol wink, she checked for staff, then—
Whoosh, rustle!
—bolted from the changing room like a bullet. She vanished ninja-quick, like she'd melted into thin air.
Left alone in Flora's wide-open lair, I stared blankly outside, savoring her lingering rose scent.
It felt like a dream.
But the trail of squirt on the floor proved it wasn't.
"······Found you at last, you lazy bastard."
······How is my luck this rotten?
Right after Flora left, my eyes met Deisy's as she dragged a full laundry basket with a grunt.
"You're dead now."