Chapter 159: I’ll Let You Be Mommy!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 159: I’ll Let You Be Mommy!
Her breasts were incredibly soft, feeling as if water balloons had been tucked into rubber pouches. Having a body like this, I was certain she hadn't felt a shred of shame while wearing that total whore outfit.
“Ugh…”
She looked so cute, not knowing what to do with herself. While the 'Future Duchess' route was good, entering as the paramour of a widowed Duchess didn't seem like a bad idea either.
“Mama~!”
I utilized my harmless, innocent charms—the kind of beauty that made all of Mom’s friends fall head over heels—to ensure Garnet de La Croix couldn't push me away.
“Oh, uh, yes… right… okay…”
Touching her breasts wasn't a big deal. In this world, it was only natural. Though they were a bit plain compared to her daughter’s, I matched eyes with the Duchess of La Croix, who couldn't look away from me as I repeatedly squeezed and released her soft flesh, areolas and all.
It would have been strange to feel embarrassed. And it would have been even stranger to ‘feel’ something.
As a male who was already growing well by breaking several females, I could smell the incredibly lewd scent wafting from the body of this widowed Duchess, who was clearly starting to go into heat.
“Mama, do you want a son like me?”
“Yes… that, that would be nice…”
I felt the thighs I was sitting on begin to press together. For someone who claimed she wanted a son like me, this lady seemed to be feeling quite a lot from my touch.
“Yeah, I wish I had a mommy like you, Garnet. Can I call you Mommy?”
“M-Mommy…?”
I nodded, resting my chin atop Garnet’s massive breasts. Her eyes were filled with bewilderment. No, she must have been overwhelmed with confusion from the moment I started kneading her chest; it would be more accurate to say she simply couldn't keep up with the situation.
“Yeah, Mommy.”
It didn't seem like she would give in easily. I felt her nipples, now hard and erect, against my palms.
“Can’t I call you Mommy? Just when it’s the two of us. Please? Mommy?”
I pressed down firmly on one nipple with my index finger, as if ringing a doorbell.
“D-Do… hng… as you… please…”
She tried to make it look like she was just humoring a cute child’s prank, but this was a victory I had snatched away by softly caressing her areolas and flicking her nipples with my fingertips.
“Yay, I love you, Mommy!”
“I, I love you too… Yo-Yong-hwan…”
She clearly thought she should leave this spot. However, I knew she didn't actually want to.
She must have loved having such a cute boy acting adorable and giving her such gentle foreplay. She was likely telling herself 'just a little more, just a little more' as she allowed me this leeway.
I could see her resistance fading. Touching her breasts through the dress started to feel insufficient. I felt like it would be okay to touch her directly now. I slid my hand inside her dress.
“Mommy, you’re so cute.”
“R-Really…? Ah, hng… nng… the, the breasts… that’s… enough… now…”
Had I teased them too much? Even though I hadn't even properly started, Garnet’s face turned bright red as I boldly began to knead them inside her dress. She grabbed my wrist, trying to stop me.
If I were just an ordinary perverted brat, this erotic event might have ended right there.
Unfortunately, I was neither ordinary, nor just a pervert, nor a mere brat.
Furthermore, I understood exactly how much the perverted sisters of this world thirsted for a ‘male,’ not just a boy.
I rubbed my penis, which was bulging prominently against my thigh, directly against Garnet de La Croix’s abdomen.
“S-Something hard… Eek?!”
She succeeded in grabbing my wrist, but before she could pull my hand away, her body froze at the realization of what was rubbing against her stomach.
“Garnet Mommy, Mommy, I love you~.”
Acting cute naturally, I pulled Garnet’s long, slender hand—the one holding my wrist—and placed it over my crotch, rubbing it against myself.
“Th-This… r-really… wh-what is this s-size…”
The Duchess looked shocked and tried to pull her hand away, but I quickly reversed the grip on her wrist and held her hand firmly over the bulge in my pants.
Even though it was pressed against my thigh, the sheer presence of that flesh club was unmistakable. I saw Garnet swallow hard at the sensation of its silhouette.
Because of these damn Sexual Arts, it looked like I was about to clear out my mother-in-law’s cobwebbed hole. Since it was a good thing, I pressed down on Garnet’s hand as it lingered over my member, unable to pull away.
“Ah… ugh… mmm…”
The look on her face—looking like she was dying to touch and squeeze it—was incredibly erotic. Her sex appeal was well-suited for someone dressed like the Total Whore Captain.
Playing with her like this was fine, but I had to maintain a distance, acting as if I would give in but not quite, making her desperate.
If it’s too easy, it’s not tasty; if it’s too hard, she’ll hesitate to eat.
“Do you want to touch it?”
“Yes… no… I mean…”
Garnet turned her head away, her face flushed. However, she didn't remove her hand, which was now lightly gripping my member.
I lifted my chin from between her breasts and leaned forward to lick my mother-in-law’s chin.
“Ugh… d-don’t… you shouldn’t… if you lick me like that…”
“Garnet Mommy, I like you so much. Want to kiss? Huh? Please?”
She placed a hand on my face to push me away, but she was too kind-hearted to actually use any strength for fear of hurting me. She was such a pushover that I felt I needed to manage her well, lest she meet some bad man and be used as a breeding tool.
“I told you n-not to…”
Squeeze… squeeze… squeeze…
She was being utterly hypocritical, feeling the texture of my penis through my clothes while telling me to stop.
“If you kiss me, I’ll let you touch it. Okay? My mommy told me mine is re~ally big. Don’t you want to touch it?”
In a normal situation, she definitely should have refused. But because her breasts had been thoroughly toyed with by my techniques honed through Sexual Arts, this total pervert auntie, who already had moisture gathering between her thighs, couldn't bring herself to say no.
“Please? I’ll let you touch it like this, and like this.”
She didn't let go of my penis easily, but when I pulled with a bit of force, her hand, which had been scratching at it with her fingertips, came away. I then guided her hand inside my pants.
After that, without being told or forced, the perverted lady began to cautiously stroke my member of her own accord. Instead of licking her chin, I lightly licked her lips.
“Nng… hng… I-I shouldn't…”
She flinched as if startled by the heat of my penis, but after poking it a few more times, she slid her hand inside my pants like a snake and began to stroke it. Instead of turning her head away, she slightly parted her lips.
She was such a good girl. No, a perverted auntie.
Leaving her hand inside my pants, I gently caressed Garnet’s lower abdomen. As I began to lick her lips and her defense slowly weakened, I slid my tongue into her mouth.
As our tongues met, she shrank back like a frightened female, so I gently pressed below her navel. I could feel through my fingertips that her skin was burning hot underneath.
She’s in heat. Reaching that simple conclusion, I moved my hand further down. I scratched my fingertips against her pubic hair, which felt coarse yet well-groomed.
“You have to stick your tongue out, Mommy. Right?”
“Hng… ah… mmm…”
A sexually frustrated, total pervert auntie who was completely intoxicated by the situation was easy prey for me. As I moved my tongue in and out of her mouth and began to lick her lips, her tongue naturally began to push outward.
Since the Fire Qi from the Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Carp Inner Core hadn't been fully digested yet, I had done enough to ensure I could 'taste' this female at least once.
As I moved my hand further inside and downward, I felt the entrance of her sticky hole. Whether she had half-lost her mind or was just focused on the kiss and touching my penis, this lady—who was practically applying for the Mother-in-Law Admission Track—didn't resist as I gently slid a finger into her vaginal opening.
Squish.
“Uuuuuuugh….”
Seeing Garnet de La Croix let out such a long, wet moan, I calculated that I could just take her right here.
I grabbed her wrist—the one she had placed on my shoulder in her confusion—and moved it back to my pants. Slowly, my pants began to slide down.
It seemed this perverted auntie wanted to go all the way today. I had planned to take my time and slowly break her when we were alone, but judging by the way she was dressed, it seemed she really was in desperate need of a male.
As my pants fell, I slowly stood up, stepping onto the Duchess of La Croix’s thighs. Balancing wasn't difficult, and my penis sprang up like a coil, slapping her chin from below.
Slap!
“Nng… ah… w-wow…”
She seemed startled by the unfamiliar impact, but seeing my member standing stiff before her eyes, she could only blink with her mouth agape. She looked cute.
Thinking I should start by teaching her how to give a blowjob, I gripped my penis and gently rubbed it against the Duchess’s lips. Just as my penis touched her open mouth and I was about to slide it inside—
The Duchess of La Croix flinched, suddenly grabbed my pants, and pulled them back up.
“Mommy?”
“Ugh… th-that was a mistake… no… th-this is a s-secret from everyone… u-understand?”
She snapped out of it that quickly? I began to seriously wonder if there was something wrong with my dick hypnosis.
“Hmm~ what should I do~?”
“P-Please… I’ll… no… Big Sister will do e-everything you want…”
“Not Big Sister, it’s Mommy. Right?”
I wasn't sure why, but since it looked like I could easily find another chance to take her later, I decided to back off for now.
The Duchess of La Croix nodded, her blue eyes trembling.
“Yes… M-Mommy will do e-everything for you…”
“Okay, Mommy! You have to play with me again, okay?”
At the mention of playing, the Duchess’s blue eyes seemed to sparkle. Garnet, who had grabbed my waist and set me aside, lightly snapped her fingers. Her clothes transformed into something slightly less vulgar, and at the same time, all the windows flew open as a harsh wind began to blow.
As if trying to hide the evidence.
I understood the situation a minute later when Iris and Ophelia walked in.
When I realized this perverted auntie had the presence of mind to keep an eye on the outside while enjoying herself to the fullest, I felt a slight sense of caution toward this formidable total pervert.