Isekai Milf Story - General Store Edition (6)
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Before I knew it, I felt Cecilia's hand touching my back. She slipped her hand under my armpit and pulled me into her embrace. Warmth radiated from where she held my chest.
"Cecilia…?"
I put on a startled gesture at her sudden hug, asking in return.
"Raoul. Don't say anything. Just listen."
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Cecilia spoke in a low, subdued voice, like a murmur. The arms hugging me from behind tightened strongly.
"When this auntie lost the person she loved, there was a time when she was just as heartbroken as you are now… I at least had Eli to hold on for, but… Raoul, how hard must it be for you… so young like this… I understand it all."
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"Raoul…?"
I was listening intently to Cecilia while nestled in her arms, but since I stayed silent, she seemed to think I was quietly composing myself. She loosened one hand slightly and gently stroked my head.
With a soft, comforting voice, she spoke to me.
"Raoul. Turn around to face me."
"…Yes."
As she said that, Cecilia stopped hugging me and patted my shoulder lightly. At her request, I slowly turned my body to face her.
As I turned, her massive breasts, wrapped in a white slip and bra, filled my view. The candlelight from the wax near the window made her apricot-toned skin glow vividly, giving off an incredibly erotic vibe. God, I wanted to suck on those lewd tits like crazy.
Damn. Gotta manage my expression. I forced a deeply melancholic look, rolling my eyes slightly to meet Cecilia's gaze.
Her thin eyebrows arched upward in pity, as if looking at something heartbreaking. Seeing that expression stirred a wave of sympathy and compassion in me too.
"Um… Cecilia… umph…!"
Before I could say anything, Cecilia thrust her hands forward again and pulled me straight into her embrace. She drew me into her bosom, and the sensation of her voluptuous breasts pressed right against my face. So incredibly soft. And without any perfume, a faint, natural body scent tickled my nose pleasantly.
Good. So good. Feeling the squishy give of her breasts against my face, I looked up at Cecilia. Her face showed genuine worry for me. No ulterior motives there. Probably the weak hypnosis drawing out her maternal instincts. Though, honestly, it could've happened without it too.
If anything, the hypnosis just made her actions quicker and more proactive than usual.
As I thought that, Cecilia whispered to me in a kind tone.
"Feeling a bit better? I used to do this a lot for Eli when she was little…."
Rubbing my face against her breasts, I murmured back with a languid expression.
"Lady Cecilia's breasts… they're so fluffy and soft… it makes me feel so secure…."
"…Really?"
"Yeeah… and… ah, no, never mind."
"Hm…? What's wrong? Don't be shy—tell auntie."
"It's just… a silly thought…."
"It's okay…."
Cecilia gently pulled my face away from her breasts a bit and gazed at me with soft eyes. My cheeks flushed slightly as I hesitated, stammering. Watching me, she kept stroking my body slowly, as if to reassure me.
Emboldened by her actions, I pursed my lips shyly and spoke.
"I just… thought Lady Cecilia's breasts would feel amazing to touch… Ah, no! It was just a thought…."
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Cecilia looked down at her own breasts. Then she glanced back and forth between them and me, who was shrinking back like I was afraid of getting scolded. Finally, she parted her plump lips to reply.
"…If Raoul wants to, you can touch them as much as you like?"
"Y-Yes?"
With those words, Cecilia loosened her hold slightly to make it easier for my hands.
"Don't be so tense. Think of it like when you were bathing earlier. How did it feel when I washed you?"
"Huh? It… felt really good…."
"Right? So this time, I want Raoul to make me feel good…."
"Like that?"
I asked back, my eyes lighting up with curiosity, as if I'd just realized something new.
"If I touch Lady Cecilia's breasts, can I make you feel as good as you made me earlier?"
"…Y-Yes, that's right. Probably…."
"I see…."
Hmm. So that's how it is. Cecilia's lips trembled slightly, but she was trying to act natural while implanting the suggestion. It was adorable. Being able to inject your own common sense into someone must be incredibly tempting….
I gotta make a proper milf conquest once I get my adult body back. Just a simple hypnosis to make her believe everything I say unconditionally—fuck, that'd be hot.
"Um… then, I'll touch them…."
"Okay…."
With that, I placed my hands on her bursting breasts. Spreading both hands, I cupped one breast each gently. I could feel the texture of the bra inside the slip. Maybe because of that, the soft flesh didn't yield as much as I'd hoped.
Still, I pretended it was no big deal and fondled her breasts like I was trying to make her feel good.
"Mm…."
Cecilia let out a slightly annoyed moan, as if the teasing sensation was frustrating since she couldn't feel my touch properly. She slyly reached behind her shoulders, bending her arms to fiddle with her bra.
Moments later, a click sounded as the hook came undone.
"Just a moment…."
She lifted her body briefly to slide the bra up and off, placing it neatly by the pillow. Then Cecilia lay on her side again, looking at me.
"There, Raoul. It should be easier to touch now…."
Gulp.
Her proactive attitude made me swallow quietly. It wasn't coquettish seduction; her soft tone felt like she was giving me permission to act spoiled as much as I wanted. It gave off a strangely lewd vibe—like I'd lost control, but I didn't hate it.
Without the bra, her nipples poked prominently through the thin slip fabric. From the shape, they were huge, just like Mary's.
I touched Cecilia's breasts softly again. This time, the sensation of her massive tits came through the thin cloth perfectly. Like a caress, I stroked the whole surface, tracing curves.
Squish squish….
Her large nipples squished and rolled under my palms.
"Mm…!"
"Oh. Lady Cecilia, did that feel good just now?"
"Ah, mm… You're doing great, Raoul…."
I asked cautiously if I was doing it right, and she replied with her eyes closed. She seemed to be surrendering her body to me, focusing on feeling my touch better. Every time I tapped her nipples, her closed eyelids fluttered erotically.
"Ah. Your nipples got so hard."
They were erect enough to notice through the fabric, so I pinched one curiously with my fingers.
"Eek…?!"
"Ah…! Lady Cecilia, did that hurt? Sorry…!"
"Hah… N-No, that's not it. That actually felt really good…."
"Huh? Touching your nipples? That feels good?"
"Y-Yes. Having your nipples touched feels… ahh…."
I confirmed with a question, drawing out her answer. Cecilia realized what she'd just said and her face flushed bright red.
Now you get a taste of how I felt earlier.
"In that case, I'll touch them more. Just like you washed me earlier, I want to make you feel good too…."
I kneaded her breasts freely while helping her with nipple play. Pinching her erect nipples through the fabric with both hands, I twisted them in circles, and lewd moans escaped her lips. She pressed her hand to her mouth to muffle them, like she was holding back.
"Ahh… Mm, mm… Hnng. Mmm…."
"Mmm… Does this feel good?"
"Hn, mm. Like that… Ah… Not too hard… Haa… That's… just right now. Raoul."
"How about this?"
I said, then scratched her erect nipples with my fingers—like scratching an itchy mosquito bite. I freely scraped her areolas and nipples.
The intense stimulation made Cecilia's back arch suddenly.
"Ha?! Hiiing♥ Mmm…!"
Oh. She's reacting.
Unable to hold back anymore, Cecilia let out a sweet moan. Excited, I scrubbed her nipples even harder.
"Haaa. Eek! Mm. Haaauuu…! Eek! Mmm! Ah, ah… Raoul. That…♥ That feels so goooood…!"
"Scratching your nipples feels good?"
"M-Mm. Hii! Ah, there…♥! Scratching… liiiike that…! Aah…!"
"Lady Cecilia…! Feel even better…!"
"Yes! Hiii. Feels… goooood. Raoul. So gooood… Haaaang♥"
Adding a bit of nail through the fabric ramped up the stimulation, and soon Cecilia cried out in release. Glancing down discreetly, I saw her thighs trembling as she rubbed her legs together—she'd climaxed lightly.
"Haaa… Haa… Haaa… Hiyuuu…."
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This pervert. She came just from nipple scratching? Guess she was that pent-up. Though if our positions were reversed, I might not last either. I went all-in on purpose, no breaks.
Proving my point, her nipples stayed rigidly erect, bulging obscenely through the white slip.
But my fingers felt wet for some reason.
"Ah. Lady Cecilia… um…."
"Haa… Hooo… Mm? Raoul. What's wrong?"
Still panting in the afterglow of her nipple orgasm, Cecilia followed my gaze to my finger.
It pointed to her massive breasts.
"Ah…."
"Your… breasts…."
The chest area of her slip was discolored, wet—like milk had leaked out. Specifically around the nipples. Probably breast milk.
Cecilia stammered in surprise at her wet breasts.
"B-Breast milk's coming out… I haven't since Eli was little… Hmm…."
"Wow. So… amazing… I've never seen this before…."
I stared wide-eyed at her wet breasts, feigning pure wonder at the mystery of the human body. No acting there—I'd never seen a woman lactate right in front of me.
"Hnn…."
As I gawked in fascination after the fondling, Cecilia bit her lip thoughtfully, staring at me intently.
Oh. That look—she's about to make me do something naughty.
"Yeah… Looks like the breast milk's coming back… Raoul?"
"Y-Yes."
"A woman's body? When it starts producing milk, you have to express it regularly. If it builds up, it's really bad for you… Understand?"
"So, to keep your body healthy, it needs to be milked regularly…."
"Right. And actually, just now was special… Normally… milk doesn't come out easily."
"Th-Then what do we do? Your health could be at risk…."
I showed worry, and Cecilia looked at me with conviction.
"Hmm… You're right… Actually, there's something Raoul could help with…."
She put on a nonchalant face but averted her eyes slightly, like she felt a twinge of guilt.
"…You have to suck on the nipples for the milk to come out properly. Raoul, will you help?"