Chapter 752: A Novice Lover's Misunderstanding
Chapter 752: A Novice Lover's Misunderstanding
Even though I couldn't see anything under her skirt, the sensation of my cock pressing deep into the slit of her vulva and grinding against it was more erotic than I’d imagined.
I hadn't even seen her vulva with my own eyes yet, but I could vividly feel every single fold of its entrance.
That hard-to-describe feeling made it all the more lewd.
Plus, the fact that she was wearing her receptionist uniform stimulated a certain kind of fantasy.
To be specific, it felt like the beautiful, kind, and incredibly popular receptionist had suddenly gone into heat, dragged me somewhere out of sight, and was now pouncing on me.
Yeah. It was incredibly hot just to imagine, and something very similar was unfolding right before my eyes.
And no matter how thoroughly she had practiced, it seemed she couldn't completely suppress her arousal as her vulva was ground against me.
Leaning forward, her hands braced against my chest as she moved her hips, she grew quieter over time, eventually just panting with a dazed expression.
“Ngh… Hah… Hnn… Haah! Hngh… H-How is it?”
Only after thrusting her hips too far forward, her clit scraping against the head of my cock and drawing a loud moan from her, did she seem to remember herself and ask the question, panting.
“That’s what I wanted to ask you. How is it? Do you think it’s about ready?”
“Heh?! Ah, w-well! J-Just… Hnngh! A little more… might be needed…?”
She was so aroused that she seemed to have momentarily forgotten her own pretext of getting me ready.
Watching her flustered state, I decided it was about time for me to make a move.
It was wonderful just to sit back and enjoy what she'd clearly practiced so hard for, but I was starting to want to move myself. Besides, it looked like she was reaching her limit.
“In my opinion.”
“Hnngh… H-Heh?”
“I think you need some preparation, too. Let me help.”
With that, before she could even react, I undid a few more buttons on her blouse.
Then I grabbed both her jacket and blouse and pulled them wide open, letting her large breasts spill out completely from between the parted fabric.
Her exposed breasts were wrapped in some very risqué-looking lingerie.
It was a black lace bra that matched the panties she'd tossed aside earlier, exuding a mature sexiness.
Moreover, the bra was daringly open at the top, a style that barely concealed just the undersides of her breasts and her nipples.
It felt less like it was covering her breasts and more like it was just gently supporting them from below to maintain their shape.
No wonder when I’d caught glimpses of her chest beneath her necktie earlier, all I could see was her pale cleavage with no trace of lingerie.
And that's when a question popped into my head.
It was obvious, but when she put on this underwear, she couldn't have been thinking she'd be having sex with me today.
No. Forget sex, she wouldn't have even known I was coming back from the dungeon today.
Which meant…
“Whoa. That’s hot. Do you always wear lingerie like this?”
“Eek?! W-Well, I can't help it! I never know when you… Y-Yes, that's right! An older woman is always… Uuungh…!”
When I voiced the question that popped into my head without any filter, she blushed bright red and retorted.
Though halfway through, she seemed to realize what she was saying and hastily slipped back into her seductive older woman act.
Rachel. I don't think there's any point in acting like that now, after you've already said it.
“Is that so? You’re even lewder than I thought.”
“L-Lewd… Y-Yes, that's right! This older woman is… v-very lewd… Nngh…!”
But rather than point that out, I decided to just play along and agree with her.
This woman, trying so hard to act naughty, is unbelievably cute.
Her adorable act almost made me break into a grin, but I forced my expression to remain serious and placed my hands on her ass.
I gripped her ass, tightly encased in her skirt, and this time, I took the lead, moving her hips back and forth.
Making her vulva grind as intensely as possible against my cock.
“In that case, how about we get this place a little wetter with your juices? It's not just about getting me ready; you're not quite ready yet, either.”
“J-J-Juices…!”
I said this while deliberately making loud, wet squelching sounds, and she blushed beet-red, unable to form a proper reply.
It seemed her script didn't include a scene where I would counterattack like this.
“It’s okay. I’ll help you.”
I said, feigning ignorance, and then firmly grabbed her large breasts with both hands.
I didn't take off her bra, but I didn't need to; a significant portion of her pale breasts was already exposed.
Furthermore, her open jacket and blouse pressed in from the sides, making her already impressive bust look even more pronounced.
I squeezed hard enough for the pale flesh to bulge between my fingers, the soft, springy texture filling my palms.
“Haaah!”
As I caressed and gently kneaded her breasts, she leaned forward and let out a sweet moan.
But I tightened my grip on her breasts, holding her steady so she wouldn't fall forward, and continued to indulge in their texture.
“How’s that? Does it seem to be helping a little?”
“Hah! W-Well… Nngh!”
Already weak to unexpected situations, the added pleasure made her lose her composure completely, and she started to moan helplessly.
Well, it's not like I was expecting an answer anyway.
“Yep. Looks like it’s helping.”
This time, without taking my hands off her breasts, I used just my hips to rock her slightly up and down. Our bodies ground together hard, and once again, a lewd, wet sound echoed loudly throughout the room.
“Ah, ahh… Nngh… T-This older woman is…”
“Yes. You’re so lewd.”
“N-Nnnngh…!”
She seemed about to say something in embarrassment, but my follow-up comment left her speechless. She just hung her head low, blushing.
Even though she'd been playing the part of an experienced, naughty older woman just moments ago, it seemed she was still embarrassed to hear me call her lewd.
“So, Rachel.”
“Aah! Y-Yes…?”
I sat up, bringing my face close to hers, and used one hand to gently lift her chin, making her look me straight in the eye.
“I think you’re completely ready now, but what do you think about me? Do I still need more preparation?”
I stopped moving my hips and, with my other hand, gently kneaded her large breast, finally signaling that it was time for insertion.
“Ahh… Huaah… W-Well, I… think it’s… perfect?”
“My cock?”
“Yes… Ah! I-I mean! The preparation! The preparation is!”
Her expression even more dazed than before, perhaps because my body was so close, she gasped for breath and then, startled by my teasing, hastily corrected herself.
But Rachel, it’s too late for that now.
“What? So my cock isn’t perfect?”
“T-That’s perfect too… Ah, nngh!”
Having completely lost the initiative, she was now entirely at the mercy of my teasing.
“You’re perfect, too.”
After giving her that last bit of praise, I slowly moved both hands to her ass.
And when I squeezed her ass tightly once more, she took it as a signal and lifted her hips slightly.
“Nnngh…! Hah! Haaht…”
But even as I held my cock with one hand and rubbed it back and forth against her vulva, I couldn't seem to line up the tip with her entrance.
After all, her vulva was still hidden from my sight by her skirt.
…Was that too obvious an excuse?
Yeah. For someone at my level, inserting it without looking is no big deal.
I’m missing on purpose.
“Nngh… Mmhmm…. H-Here.”
So that she would do this.
Playing the part of the experienced older woman again for the first time in a while, she spoke and reached a hand down to grab my cock.
Then, she began to move her hips back and forth on her own, guiding her entrance onto the tip of my rigid, upturned cock.
She looked so sexy, adjusting her position by moving her hips for me.
“This isn't our first time, but for some reason, my heart is pounding a little.”
Of course, I meant it, but I also said it out loud on purpose to give her a chance to play her experienced role.
“Y-Yes… Me too…”
But whether she forgot to act or just felt it wasn't the right time, she simply agreed with me, nodding her head earnestly.
I found that so endearing that I gently pressed my lips to hers.
And she slowly began to lower her hips.
“Ahh… Nngh… Hnngh… Mmm… Ngh! Hnnngh…! Haaaaah!”
She lowered herself slowly at first, but she was so worked up that it seemed she couldn't bear the pleasure of my large cock entering her.
About halfway in, her hips began to twitch and her inner walls started to spasm. Then, near the end, her legs seemed to give out, and she plopped down, taking all of me inside her at once.
Overwhelmed by the pleasure, she broke our kiss and arched her back.
I quickly grabbed her arms to keep her from falling backward, but that only resulted in even greater pleasure for her.
Because she was leaning back but being held up by her arms, her center of gravity naturally shifted to the point where we were joined.
“Ah, aah! Ngh… Hah! Hnnnngh! Haaah!”
My cock, which I thought was already buried to the hilt, pushed even deeper, stimulating her insides. She seemed to try to hold back for a moment, but unable to endure the pleasure, her body began to tremble violently as she climaxed.
And she wasn't the only one feeling intense pleasure.
I, too, felt a powerful rush as I sank deep inside her.
Added to that were the vibrations of her orgasm and the tight clenching of her inner walls, and the pleasure became unbearable.
After all, I'd already been stimulated for a long time, grinding against her vulva before we even started.
“Rachel! Sorry!”
“Heh?! Nngh?! Hah! Nnnngh! Nnnnnnngh!”
I pulled her arms down toward her stomach, deepening our connection even further, and began to thrust my hips hard.
My eyes watched her breasts, pressed between her own arms and their shape even more emphasized as they shook, while my cock fully savored the feeling of her cunt clenching tightly around it, and I came inside her.
Already in the midst of her orgasm, she arched her back like a bow and climaxed again, whether from the pleasure of my thrusts or the sensation of my semen hitting her from the inside.
This time it was so intense that her tongue lolled slightly from her mouth and tears welled in her eyes.
“Hah… Hnngh… Nnnngh…”
And just like that, with her weight centered on our connection in a position of perfect insertion, we trembled for a while, lost in the afterglow of our climax.
“Rachel. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t hold back.”
A long time passed before I finally came down from the high of my orgasm and apologized to her.
“Nngh… No. I… at first, I wanted us to… together… so it was good.”
But she forgave me, shaking her head lightly as if to say there was no need to apologize.
I see. So that's why it looked like she was trying to hold back her orgasm a moment ago.