Chapter 681: Daily Life
Chapter 681: Daily Life
“Ah… Nngh… Hhnn…”
As Matilda moved her upper body, her large breasts rubbed against my chest, drawing soft, sensuous circles.
But with her underwear and Cardinal’s robes in the way, there was no way she could get the pleasure she wanted from that alone.
Hearing the frustrated sounds escaping her lips, I decided I should help her out a bit.
First, I leaned in and kissed her again.
After wrapping my tongue around hers, I sucked on it firmly. At the same time, I shifted the hand that was gripping her ass slightly toward the center. Bringing my index and middle fingers together, I pressed down firmly on the center of her proffered bottom, right where her vulva was.
“Uungh…!”
Matilda’s eyes squeezed shut as her arched back and ass trembled erratically.
She wasn’t at her peak yet, but the faint dampness I felt at the tips of my fingers grew, and I could clearly feel her Cardinal’s robes becoming soaked.
As if to squeeze even more juice from her, I circled my index and middle fingers, pressing down on her vulva again and again.
Simultaneously, I tightened my other three fingers, gripping her ass firmly and pulling it back toward me.
“Hah…”
My Dick once again poked her stomach through the Cardinal’s robes. As if just remembering, she flusteredly readjusted her grip on me and began stroking me up and down.
While savoring the pleasure in my Dick and the sensation of her vulva—which had gone soft and pliant, a feeling I could discern despite the double barrier of her underwear and robes—I moved the hand that had been lingering around her chest to her back.
Fumbling through her clothes, I undid the hook of her bra. I felt the weight of her breasts, which had been pressed against my chest, increase as if they’d been liberated.
I’d noticed it when I touched her shoulder in the carriage earlier, but it seemed she was wearing a strapless bra today.
Well, she must have known this would happen after we returned from the temple.
It meant she had prepared herself perfectly, paying attention to even the unseen details.
“Nngh… Haah… Haa…”
I gave her tongue one last, strong suck before gently pushing her shoulder, separating her chest from mine.
Matilda pulled away with her tongue still slightly out, as if wanting to savor the feeling of our kiss until the very last moment. Her eyes, already hazy from being in her ‘pink mode,’ grew even dreamier as she looked at me.
Her slightly protruding tongue felt cute on one hand, but on the other, the way its tip trembled from the stimulation she still felt in her vulva made it look incredibly lewd.
I gently caressed her cheek once, then gave a light tap to the center of her chest.
“Aahng…!”
Her bra, which had been hanging precariously on her breasts with its hook undone, slipped off with a soft sound, and I felt it get caught between my Dick and her stomach.
It must have brushed against a rather sensitive spot on its way down, because a nasal moan escaped her lips naturally.
When I pulled my hips back, separating myself from her stomach, a pure white bra fell to the floor.
This method of removing her bra was only possible because of her loose-fitting Cardinal’s robes.
I felt a little bad for Matilda, who had gone to the trouble of preparing and wearing sexy lingerie for me, but I decided I’d get a good look at it with my own eyes later.
This kind of play is fun sometimes, right?
After confirming that her bra was completely on the floor, I decided to finally touch Matilda’s breasts, which I had been teasing so much.
I relaxed the fingers pressing against her vulva, creating an environment where she could focus completely on the stimulation of her breasts, and then slowly reached for them.
However, I had no intention of giving her strong stimulation from the start.
“Hah… Nngh… Y-You…”
I slowly caressed the spot I had gripped so firmly earlier—the spot I was sure I’d left a handprint on—with just my fingertips. Matilda trembled and sent me a pleading look.
But I ignored her gaze and continued to caress her breasts, my fingertips just barely grazing their surface, a touch that was almost not a touch at all.
“Haaah…!”
First, from bottom to top. As if testing their weight, I placed the tips of my four fingers, from index to pinky, on the rounded underside of her breast and swept them upward.
When I touched the spot where the Apostle’s Seal was, adding to her already intense anticipation, Matilda let out a sound like she was about to lose her mind.
But I stopped my hand before my fingertips reached her nipple, sliding them sideways and past it.
“Hahng… Nngh… Hh…! Heuk…”
When Matilda is in her pink mode, she tries to obey my every word.
So, after I ignored her once, she couldn’t bring herself to call my name and beg for more. She could only stare at me with those desperate eyes, her body trembling at the insufficient pleasure.
“Aah… Hnn… Nngh…”
But insufficient pleasure was still pleasure, and Matilda’s body began to react honestly.
This time, I brought my hand to the side of her breast, positioning her nipple between my spread thumb and index finger as if to cup the entire breast.
Of course, I didn’t squeeze it hard this time either, merely resting my hand lightly on top of it.
Then, as I curled my fingers, letting their tips drag across the surface of her breast, the picture I wanted was finally complete.
“Hhnn… Haah… Haah…”
Matilda’s hardened nipples began to show off their presence, pushing against the fabric of her robes so distinctly that they were obvious even from the outside.
Nipples standing so erect they were clearly visible even through the thick cloth.
There was something about that description alone that stirred a man’s heart, but the fact that the thick cloth was none other than her sacred Cardinal’s robes made it feel all the more profane.
I removed the hand that was gripping her ass and decided to use both hands to assault her breasts.
Thumb, index, and middle finger. I placed three fingertips from each hand on the surface of her breasts and slowly stroked them, careful not to touch her nipples.
“Nngh… Hh… Hnngh…”
As the teasing caresses continued, Matilda seemed to be losing her mind.
Her eyes were completely glazed over, unable to hold a proper focus. Her mouth, which she had been keeping tightly shut as if to endure, had at some point fallen open, and drool had begun to trickle from the corner.
The moment that drool was about to drip from her chin to the floor, I used only the tip of my index finger to flick both nipples, which were asserting themselves against her robes, in a quick upward motion.
“Hnnnngh!”
The moment I did, Matilda clamped her open mouth shut and fell forward, burying her face in my shoulder.
Lifting the skirt of her robes slightly, I saw that she was squeezing her thighs tightly together, standing precariously on just the tips of her toes.
And between her feet, I could see a clear liquid dripping to the floor with a soft patter.
And I hadn’t even taken off her panties yet.
The fact that her arousal fluid wasn’t just running down her thighs but dripping directly onto the floor showed just how excited Matilda was.
But I had no intention of stopping my attack here.
I let go of her skirt and brought both hands back to her breasts.
It was harder to watch what I was doing now that she was leaning against me with her forehead pressed into my shoulder, but a handicap like that was nothing to me.
This time, I caressed her a little more firmly than before, enough to clearly feel the soft pliancy of her breasts against my fingers.
But I still didn’t touch her nipples.
However, unlike before when I hadn’t even gone near them, this time I began to actively target her areolas.
“Hah…! Nngh…! Hht…!”
Every time my thumb and index finger stroked her areolas, Matilda swayed her hips from side to side, letting out sweet moans.
The pleasure must have been intense, because her hand gripping my Dick had been still for a while now.
But I didn’t mind.
Of course, my own pleasure was important for breaking the curse, but direct physical pleasure wasn’t everything.
Watching Matilda, still in her Cardinal’s robes, her face completely undone as she whimpered in pleasure—that gave me an immense sense of mental satisfaction in its own right.
I teased her by positioning her nipple between my thumb and index finger and lightly scratching her areola, then by tracing circles on its surface with my fingertips.
Finally, unable to bear my relentless torment of her areolas any longer, Matilda was about to call out to me again, her voice half-sobbing.
Seizing that moment, I grabbed and twisted her areolas firmly through her robes.
“Hahng… Y-Youuuuuuu!”
Her body shuddered violently as she climaxed once again.
But unlike a moment ago, when I had only touched her briefly, I had no intention of stopping this time.
I pinched her nipples between my index finger and thumb, gently rubbing them with the pads of my fingers, then pulling them slightly forward. Then I squeezed them, pressing down firmly.
“Hah! Don’t… Hnn! You…! St-! Hnngh! Aah! Hnnngh!”
As my nipple play continued, Matilda writhed her hips as if she had broken, climaxing over and over again.
At the same time, I felt something wet touch my chest, just below the shoulder she was leaning on.
It seemed she was so aroused she couldn’t even control the saliva spilling from her mouth.
“Hah… Haahng… Y-You…”
As if to prove my thought, Matilda rubbed her cheek against my chest and struggled to lift her head to look at me.
Sure enough, her face was completely slack, with saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth.
“I… Hnng… I…”
“Are you ready for it now?”
“Nn… Yes… Yes…”
I asked as I wiped the saliva from her mouth with my hand, and she nodded her head honestly several times in affirmation.
“Alright. Then…”
I’ve had enough fun with this. I feel bad for teasing her any more than this. Shall we get to the main event?
Just as I thought that and nodded, Matilda’s body seemed to crumble as she sank to the floor.
“Matilda? Are you okay?”
Damn, did I tease her too much?
I panicked and tried to help her up, but it seemed she hadn’t just collapsed because her legs gave out.
“Ahm…”
She wrapped her arms around my hips and took my Dick into her mouth.
Then, as if to coat its surface in saliva, she began to move her tongue meticulously.
Matilda was always skilled, but this time, right after feeling so much, she couldn’t seem to control her tongue properly. It trembled, making her movements feel a little cruder than usual.
“Matilda, you don’t have to do this.”
I said it, but Matilda just looked up at me, shook her head from side to side with my Dick still in her mouth, and then mumbled something.
No. You pleased me first, so I have to at least do this much to prepare you. I want to.
Her voice was muffled by my Dick, so I couldn’t hear her clearly, but I understood exactly what she was trying to say.
Having taken me deep into her throat from the start, Matilda started from the base, licking my Dick and coating it in saliva as she slowly pulled her head back.
The moment my Dick was completely out of her mouth, she closed her lips and began to nibble at the very tip of my glans, as if kissing it.
With one hand, she began to stroke me, circling my shaft to spread her saliva evenly over its surface. With the other, she gently caressed the surface of my glans just outside her lips.