Auntie Is Exercising
"M-Mae?"
"Why aren't you asleep, Auntie?"
May asked that in a voice still thick with sleep.
Michel, face peeking out from under the blanket while she lay facedown beneath it, said, "Mm? I was just... why are you awake? Can't sleep?"
"Don't know. I just woke up."
I figured we must have gotten too loud, too excited, and woken her up.
We'd gotten so caught up halfway through that we'd completely forgotten about May.
"Did Ian-oppa go home?"
Thankfully, it seemed the blanket was covering me well enough that she couldn't see me.
For now, I stayed still and held my breath, just to see how things would play out.
"Y-Yeah. Ian-oppa had something to do, so he went back."
At this point, I had to act like I wasn't even here.
"Whyyy? Is he coming again tomorrow?"
"Yeah. He said he'd play with May tomorrow too."
"Ohhh. But what is Auntie doing?"
"Auntie? Exercising... I guess?"
That wasn't really a lie.
She'd done squats earlier, after all.
If I hadn't cut Michel's gym clothes with scissors, she might have been able to leave the blanket. I hadn't expected my own lust to lead to this kind of outcome.
"I seeee. But Auntie's blanket is weird. It's super big."
My stomach dropped.
Even if she couldn't see me, the way the blanket was raised would naturally make May curious.
"Th-That's because there's exercise equipment inside."
"What is it? I wanna see too!"
"N-No! If you lift the blanket, the exercise won't work, so you can't come close. Okay?"
"Okay."
May nodded with a pure, trusting expression.
I didn't even understand what Michel was saying, so of course a little kid wouldn't either.
But thankfully, May obediently followed her beloved aunt's words.
...Even just lying here is brutal.
Of course, Michel had it worse than I did, having to deal with May on top of everything, but being buried inside that tightly lined, slippery pussy and forced to endure was pretty damn hard too.
If my cock would just soften up, it might've been okay. But Michel's tense pussy kept clamping down, and that made it impossible.
The fact that her pheromones were getting even stronger inside the sealed-up blanket was part of it too.
"Auntie has to go once the exercise is over... so why don't you sleep in the living room first?"
Nice one, Michel!
If we could just get May out of here, we could at least change clothes or do something to clean this mess up.
"No. I wanna sleep with Auntie. I'll wait here until the exercise is done."
...Well, I guess at that age, she probably wasn't fond of sleeping alone.
Still, couldn't she go away just a little?
I'd been keeping my cock inside her aunt for so long that I was getting desperate to move, and it was starting to feel impossible.
...Should I just move? She's only four, so if I handled it well, maybe I could brush this off somehow?
If it came to that, using Charm Magic was one option too.
Hmm. But when I thought about using it on a child, I couldn't quite shake the guilty feeling.
"But if you're exercising, why are you just lying still?"
That sharp little question sent my heart plunging again.
Michel, just as startled as I was, said in a trembling voice, "Huh? N-No... I'm moving."
Squelch...!
No, wait, what if she really did move?
Even staying still, I could feel it all too clearly, and now Michel's hips were rocking back and forth.
The sensation of those wrinkled vaginal folds rubbing over my aching shaft made my lower back shiver on its own.
"Y-Yeah... Auntie's exercising, right?"
Creak... creak....
The sounds of slick flesh rubbing together echoed beneath the blanket.
They were small enough that only I should've heard them, but to me they sounded as loud as thunder on a rainy day.
"Yeah! The blanket is moving!"
Nice, Michel. You got away with it.
But sorry. I can't hold back anymore.
"Auntie has to go once she's done exercising too, so May should wait in the living ro—ah, haah!"
"Why is Auntie doing that? Does it hurt?"
"N-No, the exercise is... hngh! It's just a really hard exercise, yeah, ngh!"
Michel desperately covered for herself, but I grabbed her hips and shoved into her pussy without mercy.
The tight little hole kept clenching around me, and I couldn't stop no matter what.
Creak, creak, creak!
"Is Auntie okay? The blanket is shaking a lot!"
"Y-Yeah...! Hngh, I'm finee...! It's the exercise machine moving!"
"That's so cool."
Even with the movements and sounds being outrageously suspicious, May trusted her aunt completely.
It made no sense from our point of view, but she was a child who knew absolutely nothing about the adult world. That was the only reason this could work.
"Hngh, uhhn! Haaah!"
"Does Auntie hurt? Should I blow on it?"
"No, no, I'm okay... Why don't you go wait in the living room first?"
"Since Auntie's hurt, I'll cheer for you!"
"S-So... then Auntie might be in danger while exercising, so don't come close and stay right there. Okay?"
"Okay!"
Listening to this innocent aunt-and-niece conversation, I kept pounding away at the little mound of Michel's cunt.
Needless to say, it felt incredible, and because Michel was handling the crisis better than I'd expected, the whole situation had started to become genuinely amusing.
"Hngh, uhhn! Ngh! Hahaaah! Wait, easy!"
"Auntie, what is it?"
"N-Nooo... hngh!"
While I was busily doing secret exercises with Michel, her hand tapped my arm, signaling me to stop.
But I was at the peak of excitement and mischief, so I kept punishing that lying little aunt's pussy for fooling her niece.
"Haaah, haa... hngh."
"Auntie, keep it up!"
"T-Thanks... Hiiiik!"
The situation was that I was deceiving an innocent niece while eating her boyfriend's cock behind her back.
Maybe Michel was feeling that same forbidden thrill, because the way her pussy clenched kept getting tighter and tighter.
Then, after I started moving, Michel—who had been quietly taking it while talking to May—began rocking her hips herself.
Creak! Creak! Creak!
"Nghh! Hngh, haaah!"
"Auntie is hurting again! Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah, I'm okay. Hngh, it doesn't hurt... it just feels good, ang!"
I never would've guessed Michel would enjoy this situation too.
Compared to how she used to nearly die of embarrassment just from showing a bit of cleavage, this was tremendous progress.
"Why does it feel good?"
"Because exercising, hngh... makes you healthy, so it feels good. Ahng!"
"May wants to exercise too!"
"You can do that. Ngh, but this exercise is still too hard for May, so let's do it when you're grown up. Okay?"
"Okay, Auntie!"
How could a kid be so obedient and adorable?
Meanwhile, her aunt was lying to that sweet little child while enjoying herself.
As someone with a strong sense of justice, I couldn't just let that stand.
"Our May's such a good girl—haaah!"
I unleashed all the strength I'd been holding back for May's sake and piston-fucked Michel harder.
The sounds of their flesh colliding no longer stayed trapped beneath the blanket; now they were ringing through the whole room.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Nghaaah! Ah, ahhn!"
"Auntie?"
"I-I'm fine...! Nghooook!"
Michel couldn't hold back her pleasure anymore and let out indecent moans.
An aunt making animal noises in front of her innocent niece—how was I supposed to endure that?
Wanting to show May even more of her aunt's new side, I grabbed Michel's sexy ass and shook it as I thrust.
Every time my cock went in and out, her pussy sucked at me like a pump.
There was no need for any more doubt. Michel was enjoying this too.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Uhng...! Hngh, too hard...!"
Was she nearing orgasm? Michel's head, which had been facing May, dropped forward.
I felt my own release building too, so I bucked my hips even harder. Michel, who had long since abandoned any intention of suppressing her moans, grew louder too.
"...Auntie. I'm sleepy."
"Ngh, hah...! Hngh!"
"Auntieee."
"Yeah. What is it?"
"I'm sleepy."
"Then... haa...! Do you want to go first? Auntie will come soon... oof!"
"Okay. You have to come fast, okay?"
"Yeah! I'll go! Auntie is coming soon... oof, oof!"
I shoved my tip deep into Michel's most intimate place and came.
Michel's body trembled as she climaxed along with me, so I lay on top of her back and kneaded her breasts.
We stayed pressed together for a moment like that, and then Michel finally crawled fully back under the blanket.
"Did May go?"
"Haa... haa... Yeah. She went."
"Michel went too."
Lying beneath me and looking up, Michel hesitated before asking, "Ian... am I really a pervert?"
Now she was asking that all of a sudden?
Unlike my reaction, Michel's face and voice were full of guilt.
Hmm. Still, compared to some of the other women around me, she was probably pretty normal.
I had enough sense to comfort her here, at least.
"If it's you, Michel, I don't think it goes as far as pervert...?"
"No, I think I really am a pervert... Actually, you know that time I wore that long coat in front of Selena... I masturbated with my fingers then...."
"...Seriously?"
"Yeah... I came a little while thinking about Ian...."
I still couldn't believe what I was hearing.
A teacher masturbated in front of one of her students while supervising an exam?
"That's a little..."
"What am I going to do...?"
Michel pressed her lips shut as if holding back tears, and it looked like they might spill any second.
"It's fine. If Michel's a pervert, I like it even more."
"Really?"
I nodded sincerely.
The prim and proper model of innocence at school had become, because of me, a woman who secretly masturbated in front of students?
That was better, not worse.
"Yeah. But you have to be a pervert only in front of me."
Seeing her nod, I could tell some of her worry had eased.
Michel, touching herself inside her long coat beside a student... just imagining it made my cock, which had softened a little, fill with blood again.
"Michel, you say stuff like that and how am I supposed to hold back?"
"What are you going to do if May comes back again?"
"We'll just say we're still exercising."
"Honestly..."
The two of us kept "exercising" until dawn, and thankfully May slept soundly out in the living room.
"Hahaha! You insolent Cricure. This is where you die!"
"Don't make me laugh, Demon King! As long as the justice and peace of this world are threatened, Cricure will never give up!"
"Cricureeeeee!"
May screamed toward the TV.
It felt oddly familiar somehow.
Ah. That was exactly how it felt when my father used to cheer at baseball games on TV when I was little.
"May, is that girl the main character?"
"It's Cricure!"
"Is that man the Demon King?"
"No, he's the Demon King!"
Didn't I just ask that correctly?
Anyway, I was sitting on the sofa with May on my lap, watching TV with her.
"No, where did that power come from!"
"If there are friends who believe in me, I can become as strong as I want!"
"Graaah!"
The pink-and-cute magical girl in her flashy costume knocked the Demon King flat on his back.
For a children's magical girl drama, the action was surprisingly brutal.
They were also putting way too much effort into the CGI, so it looked less like a TV drama and more like a science-fiction movie.
"Oooooh! Cricureee!"
Totally absorbed in the screen, May didn't seem to have any questions at all about last night.
She didn't ask about the "exercise" her aunt had mentioned, and even though I, the guy she'd said had gone home last night, was standing right there in the morning, she just took it in stride.
Honestly, I'd been a little nervous after what we'd done, but once I saw her bouncing over to play with me as soon as she woke up, I felt relief wash over me in private.
"Kill him, Cricureee!"
Was this really okay for kids to be watching?
I was wondering that when—
-Your attacks don't work all of a sudden!
-Hahaha, did you really think I'd just die quietly like this? Dark Dimension Blast Eternal Lightning Brain Control-!!!
Oh, there was actually some decent pacing to the fight, at least for something children were supposed to watch.
Unlike me, who was watching with calm indifference, May was staring at the screen with a tense expression.
"Ughhh... go, Cricure!"
Black lightning from the Demon King's hand coiled around the magical girl's body and flashed violently.
-I will dominate your mind and turn you into my servant!
-Hahhh!
-You too will fall to the seduction of evil, just like me!
-Haaahh!
...Somehow the heroine's screams were a little too sultry for a kids' show, weren't they?
"Cricure! Don't do it, Cricureee!"
"Ah! Ow! Hey, stop hitting my thigh!"
I sure hoped the crisis would be resolved before May left bruises on my leg.
As if answering my wish, the heroine threw off the black lightning wrapping around her body through the power of her love for her friends.
What was that supposed to mean? I had no idea either. I was just describing what I saw.
-Impossible! My trump card, developed over ten years of research! Damn it, retreat! Just you wait, Cricure!
With that, the Demon King vanished, and the heroine saved the world once again.
"Whew... that was close."
...Where did a four-year-old learn to say something like that?
The show was over, so I changed the channel, only to find another episode of the same program on.
May kept slapping my thigh and shouting, "This one! This one!" so I left it there.
Michel was in the kitchen connected to the living room, preparing lunch.
I thought about helping, but she said taking care of May was helping.
...Watching this, we really did look like a married couple.
Maybe because I'd never seriously thought about marriage before, the whole situation felt strangely fresh.
I had no idea what real married life was actually like, but if it were just like this, it didn't seem bad.
There was still the issue of how hard it would be to set the mood with your wife when you wanted to, though.
"Cricureeee, niceee!"
I pulled May back from the brink of diving straight into the TV, then went over to Michel, who was washing ingredients.
Sticking close behind her without her noticing, I kneaded her breasts as she concentrated on her work.
"Hngh, Ian?"
"Yeah? What's up?"
"May's here too...."
"She's watching TV, so it's fine. I'll just touch you."
"Haa... if you touch me now, I won't be able to hold out until tonight."
So she was planning to do it again at night. Of course, I was thinking the same thing.
"If holding out's hard, I'll let you finish once."
I glanced back to make sure May was still glued to the TV, then slipped my hand inside Michel's shorts.