Dania's Worry, Dania's Suspicion
"Ah, ahh! Nnngh! Haah…!"
How many hours had passed? The bedroom was thick with Michel's moans and the wet slap of flesh against flesh.
Michel was standing on the floor with one hand braced against the wall, while I hammered into the mound of her pussy from behind with sharp, rhythmic thrusts.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Uhn, hht! Oooh…. Ian, slower for just a little bit… mmngh!"
"Didn’t you say you were going to make me faint? At this rate, I think you’ll pass out first, Michel."
I teased her, but Michel was too overwhelmed to do anything except whine and squirm.
"But… haah. Ian’s cock feels too good."
"I like it too, Michel."
"W-wait, Ian. Hht! Too intense… oohk!"
Michel had already come more times than I could count.
Since we’d moved from the bathroom back to the bedroom, I’d blown my load into her four times, so she had to have climaxed at least that many times herself.
"You seem to be tiring out faster than usual."
"Hhuht, because Anna’s here too… I think I’m just even more excited, and happier. Haaah!"
While Michel soaked up my lust with her whole body, Anna was lying on the bed, catching her breath.
She’d already been filled four times as well, and pale seed was still leaking from her slit.
Anna, too, seemed to have worn out earlier than usual, yet she looked even more aroused by the situation than Michel did.
I wasn’t any less worked up than they were, either.
The difference between us was that while their whole bodies had grown hypersensitive and tired quickly, my sex drive just kept surging with no sign of stopping.
Thanks to that, even though I’d come several times already, my piston still felt full of power.
"Ahh! Uhn! Oooh, ooh…!"
The soft flesh of her ass bounced against me, and her back—smooth and flawless, not a single blemish on it—was a sight worth savoring.
From behind, she looked almost innocent, graceful even, but the sounds coming out of her mouth were the sounds of an animal in heat.
"Nnghhooo! Hihk! Hht! It feels so good…!"
"Michel, are you still going to make me faint?"
"Oohk…! Y-yes, I am. I’ll make you feel so good you pass out, Ian… nnhaah!"
And as if she meant every word, her insides squeezed my cock tight and desperate.
I kept fucking her like that for a while, and then, with my glans buried deep inside her, I burst.
"Nngh! Ahh! Uhn… ooohk!"
Michel shuddered at the rush of pleasure, so I kneaded her breasts to make her feel it even more.
Once her trembling had eased a little, I laid her down on the bed.
My next hand went to Anna, who was still waiting to recover.
"Anna."
"Yes, Master…."
She still hadn’t fully rested, but the moment I called her, she dropped to all fours and pushed her hips up at me.
I took hold of her soft rear and shoved my cock into the hole slicked with a mix of her juices and my seed.
"Haaah…."
Kneeling there, I drove my hips forward and back.
Anna’s ass jolted from the impact, slid a little, then settled again, and every time it did I rammed myself deeper.
"Hhuh, uhn! Nnghhaah… oohk! Ma-master… it’s too deep…."
Maybe because she was already exhausted, Anna’s moans had grown even more languid and sweet.
Then Michel, who had been resting beside us, sat up and came over to wrap both arms around my neck.
"Anna, let teacher help you. Hup."
Michel’s warm lips covered mine.
I parted my lips in answer, and she slipped her tongue into my mouth, clinging to me eagerly.
"How is it, Ian? Feels good to kiss me, doesn’t it? Makes you want to come faster, right?"
"Nope? Kissing Michel feels so good I want to keep going, so I’m not going to come."
"Ian…. I love you! Hup, mwah…!"
Down below, I was tasting Anna’s pussy, and up above, I was feeling Michel’s lips and tongue, until it was so blissful I almost felt like my body was floating away.
As I was savoring that pleasure that wrapped around my whole body, a voice rose from below.
"Master… I want to kiss too…."
The second I heard that, Michel pulled away from me.
She was bold when she was clinging to me herself, but whenever Anna wanted something, she was always quick to yield.
After helping Anna to her feet, I stood on the floor, slipped my hand between her thighs, and lifted her by the backs of her knees.
With Anna’s legs spread in an M shape as she hung around my neck, it turned into a perfect standing fuck position.
She faced me, stuck out her tongue, and I kissed her while thrusting into her and rocking her body with each movement.
"Hup, mwah… mmm! Huhhhn!"
Anna kept kissing me even while moaning from the sensation of being speared from below.
She hadn’t begged for kisses this desperately before, but maybe because her confession from earlier had finally reached me, she was clinging to me just as desperately as Michel.
She looked so cute that I kept sucking on her tongue, relentlessly driving my cock deeper and deeper.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Hup, mwah…. Oohk! Ohh, hoo…!"
The stimulation must have been too much, because Anna broke the kiss and moaned against my mouth.
She quickly stuck her tongue out again and begged for more, but the pleasure that had been building hit her so suddenly that she jerked back with a light cry and threw her head back.
I was close too, so I shook my hips with all the strength I had left.
Anna’s already-climaxing pussy clamped down hard on my cock, and when I felt the narrow walls of her cunt around me, I came.
"Nngh! Oohk, oohk…!"
Anna couldn’t even think of kissing me again, and just hugged me tightly instead.
Her body convulsed as she came over and over again, and I could feel every tremor through the skin pressed against mine.
After holding her for a moment, I lowered her onto the bed, where she lay panting with her arms and legs splayed out, having climaxed so spectacularly she could hardly move.
Michel, watching beside us, had her eyes fixed on my groin.
Seeing that I was still standing stiff and hard, anticipation filled her gaze.
"Ian’s cock is still hard…."
"Then that’s not good, is it? If you want to make me faint."
"It doesn’t matter anymore. I just want to have sex with Ian until I pass out♡"
Her face was completely flushed with lust.
In the end, Michel got exactly what she wanted and clung to me until she fainted.
Anna hadn’t exactly said the same thing, but because her body was so wickedly tempting, I held her plenty and then let her lie down beside her teacher.
We played until we were all too exhausted to think, and when I finally woke up, it was already close to lunchtime.
I felt so refreshed I could have sat bolt upright and stretched, but instead I just kept the back of my head pressed to the pillow.
That was because Michel and Anna were both asleep on either side of me, each with a hand resting on my chest.
It wasn’t that I was afraid of waking them. It was that I was so happy to be wedged between such lovely women that I couldn’t bring myself to get up.
…Feels nice against my chest.
With the two of them lying on either side of me, their breasts pressed against me from both directions.
Carefully, I slid my arms behind both of their necks.
Once I’d settled into a position that felt like I was giving them both arm pillows, I hugged them and closed my hands around one breast each.
"Hhhng…."
"Haa…."
Even though it was bright noon, little moans slipped out of them, turning the whole mood into something fit for midnight.
Maybe because I’d gotten too absorbed and squeezed too hard, their nipples stiffened up, and then their voices came from both sides.
"Mm… Ian."
"Ian…."
"You’re both awake?"
Michel opened her eyes, took in the situation, and buried her face against my chest.
Anna was a little more reserved, but she leaned into me too.
"These past two days were amazing."
At Michel’s words, I nodded.
"Let’s get together like this more often. Usually we can just do normal double dates."
"Yes, teacher…."
Anna’s nod was almost cheerful, so she must have really enjoyed this gathering too.
I was about to stay lying there a little longer when a good idea struck me, and I pushed myself up.
"You two keep resting. I’ll make lunch."
"Really? Thanks, Ian♡"
"Th-thank you…."
Their expectant gazes fell on me.
It was time to put the cooking skills I’d picked up while working as a butler to use.
Of course, I’d only ever done assisting, so I wouldn’t call myself confident, but I could still manage something simple.
Just as I was getting out of bed, eager to get started, someone grabbed my wrist.
When I turned around, Anna had lowered her face, flushed bright red, and was tugging on my wrist.
"M-more… I want more…."
I hadn’t expected that from Anna. Maybe from Michel, sure, but not from Anna.
But Michel didn’t stay quiet either. At Anna’s words, she nodded hard and fast.
"Ian, me too!"
In the end, before they ate my cooking, they ended up eating my cock first.
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Two days after Ian, Michel, and Anna spent their holiday together, on Saturday, Dania was hanging the blankets she’d washed herself—by hand, with her own feet doing most of the work—on the clothesline in the manor’s back yard.
"…."
Her face was expressionless, but her brow was faintly furrowed, as if she were irritated by something.
For someone as serious and diligent as she was, it was a perfectly ordinary expression, but this time she really was deep in thought.
And the object of that thought was none other than Ian.
Ever since she had caught him coming out of the kitchen with Verita, then spent the night with him the following day, Ian had been clinging to Dania far more often than before.
Whenever he had a chance while she was doing housework or handling her duties, he would quietly ask her to do indecent things.
It was exactly the change she had wanted.
But there were limits to how long they could meet in secret, and more often than not there wasn’t enough time to do anything beyond penetration. In the end, if she wanted to be satisfied properly, she had no choice but to meet him secretly in the dead of night.
That was where Dania’s worry began.
He hasn’t asked me at all….
Ian had teased her or demanded sexual favors many times, but he had never once called her to his room in the middle of the night.
And yet if he wanted, she would gladly ask the young lady’s permission and make time for him.
If she got desperate enough, she could even suggest it herself.
But for her, still holding onto her loyalty to her master and her sense of duty as a butler, bringing up something like that first was far from easy.
And yet she didn’t want to keep waiting like this forever.
She couldn’t bring herself to say it directly to Ian, but she wanted to find some indirect way to make their nighttime meetings happen—that was the heart of her dilemma.
Should I try seducing him without saying anything…? No. A butler of the Brantchel family doing something so vulgar….
Shaking her head, Dania tried to think of some other method.
But since she had no experience coaxing men, nothing came to mind even by the time she had nearly finished hanging the blankets.
Then, all at once, a thought flashed through her head.
Maybe the reason Ian isn’t looking for me is because he’s satisfying himself somewhere else?
And the person who naturally sprang to mind after that suspicion was Verita.
Maybe Lady Verita is still taking care of Ian’s needs. No, I’m sure of it.
In Dania’s mind, Ian was the sort of man who got aroused every waking moment.
If he wasn’t calling for her, then he clearly must have another way to release himself.
In truth, her guess was completely off.
Ever since Verita’s weekend practice session with Angela and Ian, she hadn’t so much as touched him once.
In fact, the one who had kept Ian’s lust from reaching Dania at all was Angela, not Verita.
Dania had no way of knowing that, so suspecting Verita of satisfying Ian again was, in a sense, a perfectly natural conclusion.
I should talk to Lady Verita, then.
At the moment, it was only a hunch, so confirming the facts through conversation had to come first.
And if her suspicion turned out to be right, then if she asked Verita to stop that relationship, Ian would naturally come looking for Dania instead.
Good.
With her course more or less decided, Dania’s expression lightened considerably.
After finishing the blankets and heading back inside the manor, she immediately set out to find Verita.
She planned to report that she had finished her work, then use that as a way to draw out a conversation about Ian.
After hurrying through the manor for a while, Dania finally spotted her target at the far end of the corridor.
But Verita was not alone.
Standing beside her was none other than Ian.
Even though no one else was nearby, the two of them were exchanging secret whispers.
"…."
Hiding behind the wall and watching them, Dania’s feminine instincts told her something.
Tonight, those two were probably going to have a secret meeting.
Of course, it was only instinct, so she couldn’t be certain.
But it was hard to ignore how close the two of them seemed.
Worried they might notice her, Dania decided to hold off on reporting in and quietly left the spot.
She would have to come back tonight and see whether her hunch was right.
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