The Guardian Being Defiled (1)
The Guardian Being Defiled (1)
"This is the room, I see."
Richard sat down on our marital bed as soon as he arrived at the bedroom.
Then he offered the spot beside him to Demeter, who was standing there fidgeting nervously.
"......"
Demeter glanced at me briefly for a moment, then settled her hips onto the mattress right next to Richard.
I was already seated on the chair I had placed in the center of the bedroom earlier.
From where I sat, I had a clear front view of the goddess and the other man sitting side by side on the bed.
"Hero-nim, may I begin right away?"
Richard, comfortably seated on the bed meant only for Demeter and me, sought final permission before proceeding with the deed.
Instead of answering, I silently stared at Demeter.
Reading the meaning behind my gaze, Demeter gave a small nod.
"...I think it's okay."
Looking at my beloved wife, I permitted something no proper husband should ever allow.
Once my approval was given, a smile laced with elation spread across Richard's face.
"Then I will do my utmost to ensure both of you are satisfied."
"Euh...!"
The moment Richard said that, a breathy sound escaped Demeter's lips.
When I checked what was happening, I saw Richard's hand resting on Demeter's soft thigh.
Richard gently stroked the goddess's skin, covered only by a thin dress.
He looked at Demeter's face with a suggestive gaze, as if appraising her.
"Seeing you this close, you truly excel in every way...."
It couldn't have been mere flattery.
Because it was an undeniable fact.
Her beauty was pure innocence itself, evoking cherry blossoms in full bloom during spring.
Her generous cleavage was exposed by the pure white dress that had no collarbone coverage.
It was a beauty that seemed as if some unknown creator had meticulously sculpted her with perfect favoritism.
Richard lowered his gaze to her body and quietly licked his lips.
His eyes resembled those of a predator swallowing saliva before the finest flesh.
"Thank you...."
Demeter, seemingly burdened by Richard's gaze, blushed and turned her head away.
Pleased by her reaction, Richard slowly moved his hand, which had been stroking her thigh, upward.
"You don't seem to wear much jewelry, do you?"
Whether trying to ease the stiff atmosphere or simply driven by pure curiosity, Richard suddenly asked.
"...Ornamentation isn't really my hobby."
"Oh."
"I have this ring from my beloved husband, and that's enough."
Demeter raised her hand and clearly showed the wedding ring on her left ring finger.
As if it were a testament to her love for me that would never waver no matter what.
She seemed to be saying, in a roundabout way, that there was no room for a man like him to penetrate.
"I see. It appears more valuable than any ring in this world."
"Thank you for acknowledging...."
The next moment, Demeter's words were unnaturally cut off.
Demeter couldn't continue what she was about to say. She couldn't.
Because Richard had stolen Demeter's lips without warning.
"Mmph?!"
Startled, Demeter's pupils dilated wide.
I was equally shocked.
"Mmph, mmph...!!"
Caught off guard by the unexpected ambush, Demeter couldn't hide her fluster, but Richard showed no sign of pulling his lips away.
Demeter looked at me desperately, her eyes pleading for me to stop Richard.
But I couldn't grant her wish.
My reason knew I should rush to Demeter right now, but an irresistible nature interfered.
"Hah, haah...!"
Watching Demeter's lips be defiled by a man other than me, I rubbed my bulging crotch.
Upon seeing her husband using his wife's crisis as seasoning, Demeter squeezed her eyes shut in shock.
An undeniable, immense guilt firmly gripped me as a human being.
Richard, as if unconcerned with our marital circumstances, didn't stop his escalating indulgence.
Instead, while kissing, he was gradually reaching out for the next step.
Taking advantage of the moment when all her focus was on the kiss, he moved his hand from her thigh upward and committed a bold act.
He touched the holy mother's voluptuous breast.
"...?!"
At the touch of another man's hand caressing her chest, Demeter's closed eyes reflexively flew open.
"No, you can't...!"
Demeter tried to remove the impure hand fondling her breasts—permitted only to her husband.
She shoved hard against Richard's chest.
Perhaps it was an unexpectedly strong resistance, as Richard wore a surprised expression.
"Ah, I apologize. Did I go too far?"
Richard backed off to reassure Demeter, bowing his head in apology.
At that moment, Demeter looked bewildered, as if surprised by her own actions.
It seemed that her reaction had been a reflexive defense mechanism.
"Demeter-nim seems to be in poor condition. Shall we stop here for tonight?"
Richard asked me with a subtle smile, the meaning of which was hard to discern.
The answer didn't come easily from my mouth.
For Demeter's sake, I should have said to stop right now, but the words just wouldn't come out.
And in that moment, I felt a strange gaze and looked up to find Demeter staring at me quietly.
At first, I thought Demeter was looking at my face.
But I was mistaken. Demeter's gaze was lower than that.
It was directed at my hand, unconsciously touching my cock covered by my trousers.
"......"
The devoted wife looked at her husband, engrossed in perverse lust even at this moment, with an indescribably sorrowful expression.
"Please continue...."
Demeter said that, erasing the complex expression from her face with effort.
At that moment, I couldn't believe my ears.
"De, Demeter...."
"I'm fine, Ion. I'm sorry for showing you a disappointing side. I'll do properly from now on."
Demeter's voice, filled with firm resolve, disturbed my mind and body.
Though she pretended to be calm, both her hands were gripping the skirt of her dress tightly.
Seeing her struggle to hide her inner turmoil only fueled my excitement further.
Sensing that my trouser front had grown even more prominent, I signaled to Richard, who had been watching the situation.
Richard then showed a joyful expression, like a child allowed to resume a game that had been interrupted.
"Then may I resume?"
"Yes, it's fine. You may even be a bit more aggressive from now on...."
"Hmm, then...."
Seeming to recall something upon hearing Demeter's answer, Richard curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Would you be so kind as to remove your dress yourself?"
At Richard's audacious request, Demeter's fingertips twitched for just a moment.
Suppressing my throbbing crotch, I waited for Demeter's answer.
After a brief silence, Demeter slowly stood up from where she had been sitting on the bed.
She answered Richard's impertinent demand not with words, but with actions.
Tuk.
Demeter reached behind her back, found the knot holding her dress together, and untied it.
In that moment, her dress became noticeably looser.
Demeter gently touched the chest covering that had lost its function, and the mermaid dress slid down to the floor.
"Ohhh...!"
As Demeter stepped out of the circle formed by the fallen dress, an undeniable exclamation escaped Richard's lips.
Richard couldn't tear his eyes away from the goddess's body revealed by the fallen mermaid dress.
The color of Demeter's undergarments matched her fair skin perfectly.
They heavily emphasized her voluptuous breasts and hips.
Her slender waistline and smooth legs, always hidden by the floor-length mermaid dress, were now fully exposed as well.
'Ahh...!'
That bra and panties, tantalizingly wrapping the abundant parts of the Goddess of Abundance, were none other than gifts I had given her.
Demeter had now revealed her sensual undergarments, once permitted only for me, to another man.
An immense surge of adrenaline made my cock tremble.
"You are truly beautiful."
Richard admired Demeter's beauty for a while, gazing at the goddess in her undergarments with sticky eyes.
At the praise that was only embarrassing, Demeter's cheeks flushed red as she lowered her eyes, hiding her awkwardness.
"Then it's my turn now."
Saying that, Richard began to undress next.
Richard didn't stop at removing his top and bottom but also pulled off his underwear without hesitation in one swift motion.
Now completely naked, Richard had a good body.
His manhood, in particular, was exceptionally outstanding.
'Is it, is it really that big?'
He had told me beforehand that it was quite large, but I never expected it to be to this extent.
I had thought he was exaggerating because he wanted to do it with Demeter.
"...!"
Demeter was equally surprised by Richard's impressive manhood.
If even I, another man, found it shocking, Demeter, being a woman, must have been even more stunned.
She, who had only ever known my cock, couldn't hide her shock at the other man's organ, so vastly different.
Thinking about how that hideous object was about to ravage Demeter only made my excitement surge.
"At this point, I'm getting a bit nervous too."
Richard, now right in front of Demeter, grabbed her chin and made her look at him.
Standing over 180 centimeters tall, Richard was much taller than Demeter, forcing the goddess to look up at him.
This time, Demeter didn't shake off Richard's hand that was casually touching her body.
She simply looked at Richard with resolved eyes.
Seeing no sign of resistance from Demeter, Richard released her chin and pulled her into an embrace.
And at the same time, he once again stole my wife's lips.
The Goddess of Abundance did not avoid Richard's face as it drew near.
"Mmuh...."
The atmosphere was completely different from the light kisses earlier.
Richard forcibly opened Demeter's mouth and began to invade the inside.
Now forced to meet Richard's tongue, she squirmed in her half-naked state, her eyes squeezed shut.
'Demeter...!'
Demeter, being attacked beyond her lips by a man who wasn't me.
Hastily pulling off my trousers and underwear, I used the sight as seasoning and began my full-fledged deviation.