Isekai Milf Story - General Store Edition (18) 28
The bathtub was so cramped that even the slightest movement ground our bodies together. Cecilia's chest and neck glowed a rosy pink from the warm water as she lifted one leg to torment me.
"Eut……."
The sensation of her toes stroking my cock underwater forced my warmth-shriveled dick to stiffen right back up.
Wearing a devilish little smile, Cecilia rubbed my balls with the sole of her foot. Smooth, smooth—
"Hng…♥ So soft and squishy. Well? What're you gonna do about it, Raoul."
"Wh-what do you mean, what? …Ah!"
Suddenly, the foot that had been caressing my balls slid upward, shifting to a new spot for stimulation. Cecilia pinched my cock shaft between her big toe and second toe, then began slowly stroking it up and down.
She loved getting into the moment like this, occasionally playing pranks on her lover. But the teasing she was doing to me now? It was more for her own thrills—making herself moan and coo—than to get me worked up. Pink hearts seemed to radiate from her like an aura.
"I'm always on the attack here♥ and you're just defending, Raoul? What a scaredy-cat."
"Uw…… Attack? How am I supposed to…."
As I savored the pleasure of her toes lightly scraping my shaft and voiced my confusion, Cecilia licked her lips seductively, paused her teasing, and lifted both legs. Her thighs spread wide, knees and calves rising just above the water. Moments later, the ripples from her wiggling stopped, revealing her pussy crystal-clear beneath the surface.
Then she shot me a coy look, as if begging me to play with her too.
"Uung…. Scaredy-cat, scaredy-cat♥"
With her legs in an M-shape, feet braced against the stone walls on either side of me, Cecilia swayed her hips provocatively. Her blatant invitation to touch her was pure slutty temptation. Getting the message, I extended my leg and gently pressed my sole against her pussy.
"Then……."
My foot sole rhythmically swept up the plump mound of her pussy lips.
"Kyaa♥ Ah~ There we go?"
Cecilia shrugged her shoulders in delight, letting out a sweet moan at my touch.
"Y-you're the naughty one, Cecilia. Calling me a scaredy-cat over and over…."
"Hehe. Naughty, huh…. Then I guess I have to tease you even more. Ei♥ Ei♥"
"Out…. Seriously……!"
"Haaang……♥ So, wanna show me if you're really a scaredy-cat or not? Aaah♥ Huwuu…♥"
Not one to back down, Cecilia used her opposite leg—careful not to clash with mine—to fiddle with my cock again. I shot her a slightly pissed-off look at the teasing and rubbed her pussy briskly with my toes.
She seemed to find the torment fresh and fun, whining "Auwung…♥" like a spoiled brat while beaming with happiness.
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A single ray of sunlight streamed through the narrow window high on the wall, illuminating the bath. Outside, little birds chirped as they foraged after waking at dawn.
Even in that bright, cheerful atmosphere, the only sounds from our bathroom were the splash of water and sweet moans echoing sporadically.
"Ahng…. Ha. Hic. Uuung……♥ Hiyuuu……."
"Ueut. Mm……. Haut."
Ah, this scene is perfect. Starting the morning with warm sunlight, grinding bodies in the tiny tub, teasing each other's genitals with our feet. Sometimes daytime felt way lewder than nighttime—and personally, this was prime example. It blended so seamlessly into everyday life, heightening the satisfaction. It let me connect with Cecilia on a deeper level, too.
She must've felt the same; her ears perked at the birdsong, her face lighting up with pure feminine bliss.
"Hauweee………. So happy…♥"
What a bitch-in-heat expression. As I gradually intensified the rubbing on her pussy, her foot-strokes on my cock noticeably slowed. Every time I snapped my toes to grind her slit, her pussy lips quivered invitingly, trying to swallow my toes.
"Huung…♥ Huuu……. Aa. Hing……. Eut……."
Her cheeks flushed red, Cecilia had closed her eyes and was sucking on her index finger with a smack. She halted her own teasing, planting her feet back on the stone walls in that M-pose to focus all sensation on her pussy. Her face screamed ecstasy—like she could cum any second.
"……Aren't you gonna keep going, Cecilia?"
"Uung. Next timeee………. Keep teasing my pussyyy……♥"
She whined like a brat, sucking her finger for emphasis, urging me on. I obliged, rubbing her entire pussy vigorously with my sole.
"Haaaang!♥"
I felt a firm nub poke out midway, so I pressed my sole harder and swept upward. Cecilia shuddered violently, crying out in ecstasy. Her rigid clit throbbed under the assault; she stuck out her tongue, panting wildly.
"Heuuu……. Raoul. Thereee. Rub there again like just now……♥"
"Where? Here?"
"Uung. Nooo……♥ A liiittle higher……."
"Here?"
"Th-there, the pokey thing higher up♥ Hiiing. You're so mean, Raoul……."
Teasing her as she begged in that aroused voice for clit attention drew the cutest sounds. Satisfied, I positioned my big toe over her swollen bean and pressed hard.
"Huwuuut…! Hiyuu………♥ Aang♥"
She convulsed at the sudden intense jolt, body arching. Water splashed toward me with a splash.
"Hauweee…………. G-gonna cuuuum……♥"
Her senses must've been hypersensitive; that one hard clit hit sent her rocketing to orgasm.
"Hauuu……. Huu……. Hu…."
Trembling sporadically in the afterglow, Cecilia caught her breath. Once somewhat recovered, she glared at me with half-lidded eyes, puffing her cheeks in a pout. In a sticky, wet voice, she murmured:
"You beast♥"
"Y-you started it, Cecilia……."
I pouted back cutely, and she broke into a lewd smile at the sight.
"Hehe……. So? Feel a bit more confident now?"
"Uung…. Kinda, maybe…."
As if. What kind of lunatic gains social confidence from pussy-torture practice?
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"Hng. Hng~ Hng~"
Cecilia's pleased hums filled the bathroom. We sat on the tiny bath stool—I in front, her behind me. Unlike my first wash, she wasn't using a towel. In fact, it was nowhere in sight.
Pressing her tits against my back, she lathered soap and worked it over me with eager hands. Soon, both hands slipped forward to rub my cock.
Compared to that awkward first day, it felt worlds apart—nostalgic, even.
"Gotta clean every nook and cranny here too♥"
Fondling my balls and shaft, she deftly peeled back the foreskin and meticulously scrubbed between with soapy fingers. The slick soap play sent shivers of pleasure through me.
"Raoul. My turn now?"
Once I was lathered, Cecilia turned her back, waiting expectantly. Her huge ass squished against the seat—insanely hot. Shaking off the thought, I worked up a lather and stroked her back up and down. She let out a cute squeak.
Slipping my hands forward to cup her breasts, I felt her stiff nipples poke my palms. Even when I deliberately twirled her nips, she didn't stop me—just panted sweetly in rhythm.
I lavished her upper body like that.
"Cecilia…. The, uh, bottom too……."
"Ung♥"
She'd had her knees together; at my words, she eagerly spread her legs for pussy access. Shame it wasn't face-to-face. I teased her inner thighs softly for a bit before touching her slit, drawing slutty moans of delight.
Something besides water slicked my fingers caressing her crotch—her arousal juice, coating them thickly. Our close-soaped posture pressed us tight; my erection nudged her ass. She even backed her hips up slightly, grinding her ass crack on my cock for lewd contact.
Exciting, sure—but mostly just fun. Especially before rinsing: we giggled through dirty jokes. Cecilia molded soap bubbles into "cream" atop my dick. Licking her lips like she was imagining something, she seemed primed for future cum fetish play.
She begged for some too, so I played along—molding her bubbles to cover her nips and pussy. She loved the pervy look of white foam barely hiding her privates. Posing erotically and flirting was a given.
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After nearly two hours of foreplay, only the main event remained. My unsated cock throbbed rigidly, leaking precum.
"About time……."
Cecilia eyed my aroused dick lewdly, then fetched the condom box from by the door and opened it for me.
"Raoul. Know what this is?"
"Hmm…. No clue. What is it?"
I tilted my head innocently, and she licked her lips with a strange expression.
"This is…… a milk pouch."
"………."
"Put it on and slide into a pussy…… the better it feels inside, the more delicious milk it makes…♥"
For real…. She said it so boldly, without a single stutter—I felt a surge of respect.
"Alright. I'll put it on for you…… stand in front of me?"
"A…, y-yes!"
Erect cock bobbing, I stood before her. She took one condom, pursed her lips in an O, and sucked the rim.
Awkward slips midway suggested it was her first try—but desire won out.
"Ungu………."
After a few attempts, success: she puckered like for a kiss, chu~, and mouthed the rubber. Grabbing my ass, she shoved her face onto my cock tip.
"Huuuum……♥ Chuuu…… Chup♥"
Saliva squelched inside her mouth as the rubber ring slowly rolled down my shaft. Starting tentative, she soon deepthroated, the condom hugging nearly to my balls.
"Puhaa………. So smooth and shiny…. So naughty……."
Spitting it out, she admired her handiwork with pride, then pressed the condom tip to secure it tight.
She spread long towels in layers on the floor, then lay back atop them.
"C-Cecilia……."
Looking up at my throbbing excitement, she spread her arms wide and whispered sticky, slutty words.
"…Shall we make lots of delicious milk with my pussy?♥"
She teasingly formed her legs into an M again, lifting her dripping-wet pussy invitingly. I pounced.