The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story - Chapter 245

It’s fun to have fun in the bathroom, but there’s one problem.

That means you can’t relax after the act. As expected, I can’t sleep in the bathroom. Especially this time, since I was enjoying the slimy play, washing off my body was an extra hassle.

That’s why I felt a little tired when I returned to my room.

[Haa…]

Staring at the ceiling, I absentmindedly looked back at the play.

Not only was there a sense of physical fulfillment, but the mental satisfaction was also truly wonderful.

You can play spoiled with a maid, but you can’t play ignorant. No, it’s not impossible, but you can’t really enjoy it.

My maids know how I move my hips better than anyone else. Therefore, even if I say, [I’m not good at naughty things], it has no persuasive power. Of course, the maids will accompany me in my acting, but it’s just an image club full of mutual acting.

On the other hand, Cynthia, who was suspicious of my affiliation until the other day, doesn’t know about my disordered lower body. That’s why she plays ignorant with zero acting. It’s strange because when I think about that, I feel like I’m releasing more semen than usual. It made me realize once again the benefits of role-playing.

I was thinking about how I would hold Cynthia in the future, and just as I was starting to feel sleepy, there was a knock on the door.

[…..Get in.]

A light source the size of a ping pong ball floats into the room. As if guided by it, the maid and Cynthia followed.

[I’m sorry for the inconvenience. We are here on night duty.]

The maid briefly announced their business and then moved briskly to the corner of the room. Several maids are already waiting there. They keep vigilance to make sure Cynthia doesn’t do anything unwanted in bed.

[Umm…]

Cynthia was left alone and stood alone looking uncomfortably.

She had a thin blanket over her shoulders. The breasts that I devoured in the public bath were hidden and only a rough outline could be seen. However, under the blanket, she was probably only wearing underwear, and her skin was exposed, not only around her neck but also around her collarbone.

[……..A, ah. Cynthia…]

I looked at her while trying to convey the feeling of being embarrassed to call out to her.

[Yes. It is Cynthia. …..it might be scary, Wilk-sama, would you allow me to sleep with you?]

I had given instructions to the maids before leaving the public bath, and it seems they were able to get them to work.

Cynthia must have come here after receiving some advice from the maids, such as, [Our Young Master is not very good at sex, but he seems to like you. For the future, follow up with him in bed].

[S-sleeping together…?]

That’s why it’s just a story that the maid took advantage of without the Young Master’s knowledge. It was quite possible that I would reject, and Cynthia seemed to be worried about whether she would be accepted.

[…That’s right. There are a lot of things I want to ask you about…like the liturgy… Alright, I’ll allow you to sleep with me.]

I’m not interested in naughty things. I’m allowed to go to class to talk about studying. It’s kind of fun to see such a shy boy act.

[Thank you.]

Cynthia thanked me and approached me. I moved a little to the back of the bed to make room for her.

[Please excuse me.]

When I returned my gaze to Cynthia, she was about to take the blanket from her shoulders.

There was the sound of the cloth rustling, and it was placed on the bed, having completed its purpose. What appeared instead was her body clad in her underwear.

I couldn’t help but cry out.

[Eh…]

It’s a simple one-piece underwear with almost no cute decorations. Perhaps it’s more correct to call it a slip? It’s color was white, and she looked fresh considering that she always wore vague black clothing. The shoulder straps are thin and fit tightly around the torso, highlighting her plump figure.

In response to this reaction, Cynthia tried to cover herself with both arms, but the shrinking pose made her feel even more plump.

I see, Cynthia looks good in simple underwear like this. Although her body is erotic, her face is somewhat innocent, so I wonder if they deliberately tried to push her to look more mature. Unlike frilly underwear, the body line is easy to see and the appeal of the flesh is great. That’s a nice idea.

[Does it look good on me?]

I forgot about acting and just watched the scenery.

[…..yeah. Please come on in.]

Cynthia quickly crawled into bed to avoid my gaze. I could only see her from the neck up.

[Thank you for coming.]

There was no point in both of us staring at the ceiling, so I turned sideways and spoke to Cynthia. Inevitably, she turned her body sideways and looked at me as well.

[I’m a little hot, probably because I just took a bath.]

Rather, Cynthia is hot. The amount of heat feels like it was delivered directly from the bathroom. Maybe she finished her bath in a hurry.

Anyway, this is a really good excuse. She lowered the blanket that was over her right shoulder to my side. Of course, the purpose is to expose her breasts.

[Ohh…]

The position of her arms probably had something to do with it, as Cynthia’s breasts were squished in the perfect way as she lay sideways. This pose of lying on the side is often seen in gravure. I see, this pose is certainly a good way to express the charm of big breasts.

[…they’re amazingly big.]

I gave my honest opinion.

Cynthia pretended to be shy, but she didn’t try to hide it with the blanket.

[When did you get so big?]

[Eeh…]

[Has it been since a long time ago?]

It was more of a pure interest than an erotic one. For some reason, I think the question women with big breasts are asked most about their breasts is, [When did your breasts become so big?].

[Um… I was around 10 years old when people around me told me I was… uh… big…]

[Heee…]

It’s only natural that big breasts don’t develop in a day.

When I imagined Cynthia when she was 10 years old, I felt a tingle in my crotch. Behind the question, “When did loli have big breasts?” lies the expectation that loli girls have big breasts. I felt a strange joy when I heard Cynthia’s answer.

I reached out and touched her breasts through her underwear.

[Ah.]

It felt a little moist from the heat, but there were heavy breasts there. It’s squishing.

[The experience of the ritual was also half-hearted. I wanted to learn more about it, but…]

Ignoring Cynthia, who was surprised by the sudden touch, I brought up another topic. As expected, Cynthia’s attention was piqued.

[I will continue to be by Wilk-sama’s side. We can always try it again another day.]

[I see. Cynthia will continue to be by my side.]

I couldn’t stop fondling her breasts.

[Of course.]

The larger the mass, the stronger the gravitational force. My head was naturally drawn to the gravitational pull created by Cynthia’s breasts volume.

I rested my cheek on her breast and looked at her from a close distance.

[…I want you to be by my side all the time, not just to give me teachings.]

Let’s confirm her willingness to be my mistress once again.

She must have already made up her mind, as she answered without hesitation.

[Yes, as long as this body avails it.]

Cynthia’s hand was placed on the back of my head and gently stroked it.

No, if I let my guard down, I’d probably fall asleep. I still wanted to enjoy this time.

[…I have to thank Rona-dono. She gave me her highly valued subordinate.]

Cynthia’s body twitched and the caressing stopped. She’s definitely sensitive to the topic of Rona. Perhaps she was too happy to hold back, as she hugged my head tightly and seemed to be quietly writhing in agony. I’m happy, but the breast pressure makes it hard to breathe.

[It’s a serious matter…it’s something to be afraid of.]

[You must’ve been trusted enough to be entrusted with the body of the Holy Maiden.]

It was the oil massage ceremony mentioned earlier, but it seems that Cynthia was also in charge of massaging Rona.

Just imagining the slender, beautiful Rona being drenched in oil by the plump, big-breasted Cynthia is an amazing sight. People who like that kind of thing may find themselves worshiping it too much.

However, if I see a relationship between women, I’d like to join in and get caught in the middle. Because I feel like Gaia is whispering to me to squeeze her more.

[I also want to take good care of Cynthia.]

[Thank you?]

The reason there was a question mark midway through was probably because I lifted up her underwear. When I was lying on my side, her body was crushing me and it was difficult to lift me up.

[Oh…]

I always have the same reaction, but all I could say about these big breasts was [Wow].

I pulled her underwear up to her neck, but Cynthia just silently stared at me, as if she was paying attention to me.

Observe raw milky breast carefully. As before, she was still in a sideways gravure pose, so her breasts were squeezed together, creating a very deep valley. No, this is more of a crevasse than a valley.

I moved my body a little deeper into the bed and adjusted the position of my head. It’s in a position where I could see her breasts right in front of me. Cynthia was lying on her side with her right shoulder and right arm on the bed, so her left breast was at an easy-to-eat height.

[Hamu.]

I gently took her left breast into my mouth.

For the record, I didn’t want to do anything erotic, I just wanted to relax and suck her breasts.

[Nn…nnn…]

I enjoyed the sweet voice leaking out from her mouth that my touch elicited.

Using the pillow to adjust the height of my head, I created a position that won’t strain my neck, and continued sucking her left breast. It’s not a caress, it’s just a suction to confirm its existence.

It’s warm, soft, and big. I could feel my heart being healed. I just want to fall asleep wrapped in Cynthia.

[Wilk-sama… Even if you suck me like that, nothing will come out…]

Hearing that complaint woke me up a little.

Come to think of it, Cynthia said the same thing in the public bath. Maybe she doesn’t like having her breasts played with?

[Even though it’s this big, nothing will come out?]

I dared to feign ignorance. Then, Cynthia looked at me with a troubled expression.

[Yes. If I don’t give birth…]

[Is that so…?]

I put my mouth on her nipple again. To show that I’m willing to suck even if nothing comes out, make a few tut, tut, tut sounds as I suck.

Anyway, I wonder what will happen to these breasts if Cynthia becomes pregnant. I heard that breasts get bigger when you’re pregnant, and if you think about it normally, her breasts will get even bigger. My heart swelled with anticipation for the future.

[…?]

Apparently it wasn’t just my heart that was aroused, but my dick as well. Cynthia noticed my erection.

[Umm…]

Cynthia looked at me as if telling me that we should deal with this erection. Staring back at me in silence, she stretched out her left arm and placed her finger on the tip of my cock.

[Cynthia.]

I called out to her to stop the movement. The fingers that tried to peel the foreskin stopped moving.

[…..are you used to doing this before?]

Cynthia’s overall play was awkward, but she seemed to be skillful in handjob. I was curious about the circumstances surrounding that.

[I want you to answer honestly.]

Cynthia hesitated for a while, but as I continued to stare at her, she seemed to have made up her mind and began to speak quietly.

[I don’t know what customs there are in Noble territories, but in the Holy City some priests learn the art of onanism.]

I felt sorry for Cynthia, but it’s hard to hold back laughter when someone calls me masturbation with such a serious expression and tone. I pushed my head into her breast to suppress the pleasure that was welling up in me, but I couldn’t help it and just laughed a little.

[Hu! Sorry. I said something unpleasant, didn’t I…]

Seeing me shaking and laughing, Cynthia seemed to think that I was shy.

[No… no, I don’t mind… So, Cynthia trained it with one of the priests?]

It seemed like Cynthia wanted to end the conversation, but the wholesaler wouldn’t do that. I’m simply curious about the sexual circumstances of priests.

[Y-yes… I was chosen by the priest who was taking care of me at the time…]

It is assumed that descendants born in the Holy City will work under high-ranking priests in the future. For this reason, girls who are expected to grow up to be beautiful are forced to undergo special sex education.

What they’re doing isn’t much different from a knight family. No, wait, is it correct to say that it hasn’t changed since the days when the Nobles were still priests?

[At what age did you get selected?]

[I think I was around 12 years old. Shortly before I entered René University.]

Apparently, priority is given to the latter when it comes to special sex education and university admission, and Cynthia decided to leave while learning about sex processing techniques. In the end, she only completed the classroom lectures and the handjob process, which is considered the most basic technique. Of course, titty fuck is also time consuming.

Originally, she was scheduled to take special sex education again after graduating from university, but she was scouted by Rona while she was still in school, so she didn’t have to take it again.

[I sincerely apologize for showing my rudeness.]

It seems that except for the hand job, she did her best by improvising, relying only on the knowledge she had learned from lectures. From Cynthia’s perspective, she was probably worried about being disrespectful to the eldest son of a Nnoble.

It’s kind of funny and cute. My dick became even harder.

[I was surprised when you showed me your butthole, but I don’t really mind that.]

I tried to make fun of her, but Cynthia had a question mark on her face. It seemed like she thinks she’s not wrong.

[Eh… pardon me? Did I… make some mistake…?]

Cynthia’s face gradually turned blue.

[I wonder if it’s really a mistake myself? I believe there are Nobles out there who prefer that hole over the other…]

In circles of Nobles, there was this urban legend-like story about a man who stuck his dick in his bride’s butthole on their first night, and that earned him troubles.

Perhaps for this reason, anal sex is considered a highly immoral act. It’s “likely”. I can’t say for certain because the people around me haven’t told me the details. Maybe it’s because it’s a sensitive topic, but every time I ask a question to a servant or civil officer, they will cleverly evade answering.

[Is that true in the Holy City?]

When I asked, Cynthia nodded slightly.

[If we have a child, we won’t be able to see each other for half a quarter…]

If a mistress becomes pregnant, there is a superstition of jealousy of the baby, so you cannot approach her, and this seems to be the same in the Holy City. For this reason, high-ranking priests enjoy anal sex with their favorite girls and reuse the semen that they spit out to impregnate other women they don’t care about and increase their number of followers.

Although she didn’t say it explicitly, from the way she spoke, it seemed that reusing semen was done fairly commonly in the Holy City. Somehow, priests seem to have a more efficient way of life when it comes to increasing the number of followers. The reason why handjobs are taught first in sex education is probably because it prevents excess body fluids from mixing with semen and makes it easier to reuse.

[I see. So, Cynthia…]

Did she consider the possibility that she might become my favorite, thus offering me her butthole?

Her devoted attitude was admirable. However, it was a man’s heart to want to impregnate her if she went that far.

[Cynthia.]

I turned her onto her back and leaned over her.

My whole body was insisting that I should get her pregnant. I’m going to reshape her body with my semen so that the milk comes out of her warm, soft, big, wonderful breasts.

After that, I poured three shots of seed into Cynthia.

Although almost nothing came out of the last shot, I felt a great sense of accomplishment after ejaculating 6 times in one night.