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[Episode 35] – Words of rejection

Trisha’s waist and buttocks shook as she felt the rush of orgasm that made her forget to breathe. Unable to lie down properly, her waist, which had been slightly raised, trembled and her love juice flowed down her thighs.

Drool flowed from her mouth that wouldn’t close, soaking the pillow. The stimulation from Sylvia’s fingers was different from the pleasure Lily had given her, and it was more intense than any stimulation she had ever felt. Her senses, heightened by her blocked vision, completely accepted the pleasure Sylvia gave her.

Only after the intense orgasm had washed over her body did Sylvia release the cloth covering Trisha’s eyes. The tears that had been gathering in Trisha’s eyes sparkled beautifully in the soft candlelight.

Trisha lifted her tear-stained face and looked at Sylvia with difficulty. Her eyes were half-open and unfocused from pleasure, but Trisha raised her head slightly and met Sylvia’s eyes.

Trisha’s face was so beautiful and lovely that it made you wonder why she hadn’t taken off the blindfold earlier. Sylvia smiled happily and sat up, going over to Trisha and kissing her cheek lightly. Her lips were wet with tears and tasted slightly salty.

“Good, Mom.”

“……”

“It was really good.”

To be honest, it was still far from enough to calm down her boiling, raging sexual desire, but Sylvia barely managed to calm her boiling greed and lust, grabbed her mother’s hand, and helped her up.

If this wasn’t a ‘class’, I would have loved to touch, kiss, bite, lick, suck, nibble, and do more to my mother all night long while she moaned and enjoyed pleasure beneath me. But since this was a ‘class’, I felt so regretful that I didn’t think I would have the chance to do that.

Now, I could completely understand Lily’s feelings. The ‘lessons’ with her mother had not diminished her sexual desire, but rather had made it even more intense. The sexual desire that was boiling like crazy was not something that could be relieved by masturbation. That was why Lily thought that she had come to find me.

‘Go see your mother at night…? No, you can’t do that. Your mother only does this because it’s ‘class’. The next day, she acts as usual as if last night never happened…’

Trisha, who had gotten up, gulped down the water Catherine had handed her. As she gulped down the water, water dripped from the corner of her mouth, running down her chin and dripping down onto her large chest. Sylvia gulped as she watched the water drip down her sternum, across her stomach, and soaking her mother’s pubic hair.

Now, Trisha’s slightest actions, each fleeting expression, stimulated Sylvia’s sexual desire. Sylvia was dissatisfied with the idea that sex between women was an act that benefited only one side. She also wished that her mother would touch her, lick her, and suck her.

Even without looking, she could feel that her lower body was wet, and her underwear was damp. But she couldn’t urge her mother to touch her right now, so she wanted to go back to her room and masturbate while recalling the sex she had with her mother today. That was Sylvia’s honest feeling.

‘Then Lily and…’

Sylvia shook her head in surprise at her own thought. Even though she couldn’t control her overflowing sexual desire, she couldn’t believe that she had thought of Lily in this situation. But if Lily had directly demanded her body…

‘Ha, maybe once… like a class with your mom… not sex… but if you think of it as an extension of masturbation… maybe once…?’

Her face flushed as she remembered the night before when she had been sobbing in pleasure. Honestly, if Lily had asked her to do it one more time, she would have pretended to lose and accepted, but the moment Sylvia turned her head and looked at Lily, all such thoughts disappeared.

Lily glanced around and when her eyes met Sylvia’s, she quickly looked away. Lily couldn’t meet Sylvia’s eyes, perhaps because she still thought Sylvia was angry. Sylvia felt annoyed at the sight of Lily lowering her head and avoiding her gaze.

‘He’s still doing that…’

As Sylvia held back her emotions that were welling up in her throat, Catherine clapped her hands slightly to focus her attention. When she turned her head to look at Catherine and her mother, her mother had her eyes closed as if she was exhausted and was panting.

“That’s it for today. Next week, we’ll have a more special class, so look forward to it. Tomorrow is the weekend, so get some rest. Don’t forget the homework I gave you in the morning class.”

After that, everyone had to return to their rooms with Mrs. Catherine saying that class was over. Sylvia tried to call Lily out of the room, but Lily had already run out the door and ran down the hallway to escape from her.

‘Ha… Really…!’

*

After class ended and everyone left the room, Catherine and Trisha were the only ones left in the room. Trisha laid down on the soft bed as if she was tired. She hadn’t even changed her underwear yet, and hadn’t wiped the saliva and fluids on her body, so she was half naked, but with her energy drained, she couldn’t do anything but lie down and catch her breath.

Catherine, who was watching from the side, grabbed Trisha’s buttocks as if she couldn’t believe it and burst out laughing. When Catherine slapped her buttocks, Trisha turned her head and glared at Catherine as if she was annoyed. However, Catherine ignored her gaze and continued to fondle Trisha’s buttocks with her hands.

“Trisha, I need to work out. Do you really have to lose weight when you’re this weak? You’re shaking like this just because you felt it once… Didn’t you see the kids’ expressions? Were they going to die because it was too bad to end like this?”

“There’s no way my daughter would do that… And take your hands off my butt…”

“Think about it.”

Catherine, who was smiling viciously and rubbing her buttocks, was driving him crazy with disgust. He had turned off all the other lights and only lit a small candle next to the bed, so Catherine’s hands, who were rubbing his buttocks and caressing his waist, felt like snakes were crawling over him.

“Or is it because of sexual frustration? Don’t you usually masturbate or something?”

“Okay, masturbation or something…! Ah… Ah, I won’t do it…”

Trisha blushed and shouted as if the word ‘masturbation’ was a word more obscene than sex, but soon her voice began to crawl out of embarrassment as if something had occurred to her. Trisha turned her head away in embarrassment to avoid Catherine’s gaze, but Catherine, who was looking at Trisha, could not have missed that cute reaction.

The room was dark, but Catherine could clearly see the tips of Trisha’s ears, which were reddening in the soft candlelight. The tips of her ears were starting to turn red, and the back of her neck was quickly reddening, so she had nothing else to say but how cute she was. Catherine lay down next to Trisha and whispered in her ear.

“What were you thinking that made you blush like this?”

“What, what are you thinking about? I didn’t really think about anything.”

“Really? Then what do you usually think about when you masturbate?”

“Well, I told you I don’t do things like masturbation…?”

“Nothing good will come of it if you lie… Tell me the truth.”

Catherine’s voice lowered as she continued to insist. Although she was speaking with a smile, Trisha unconsciously swallowed dry saliva at the pressure she usually felt from Catherine. However, how could she say it? She remembered what happened in ‘class’ and the caressing her daughter had done to her, and she masturbated.

“…..”

“If you don’t want to say it like that, should I say it? ”

Catherine’s fingers, which had been tightly gripping Trisha’s buttocks, circled her pelvis, then passed her slender waist and swept up her sides. Catherine’s fingertips, slowly swiping, somehow felt tantalizing and ticklish, and she twisted her waist. Tap, tap, the fingers that had been swiping up her back swept up to her shoulder blades. Every time her long fingers groped her skin and bones, a shiver ran down her spine.

“Did you masturbate alone because you didn’t get enough caresses from your daughters in class? Thinking about your daughters?”

Trisha’s shoulders shook greatly at Catherine’s guess that was right on the spot. If Catherine had brought up the story of her deceased husband, she would have thought to brush it off, but Trisha was so surprised by Catherine’s unexpected story of her daughter that she couldn’t even make an excuse.

“You said no and rejected it… You’re really frustrated. Did you masturbate because you got horny from the ‘lessons’ your daughters gave you? Did you really like it when your daughters tasted your vagina with their fingers or tongues and teased you?”

“Ah, no..!”

“No? Really?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Catherine flipped Trisha’s body over in an instant, making her look at the ceiling. She climbed onto Trisha’s waist and stared intently at the Trisha lying beneath her. Then, as if to prove her words, she flicked her erect nipple with her finger.

“Is this what happens when you imagine daughters? How obscene.”

“Ah, no..! Come down now..! I don’t want to do anything else today..!”

“What are you talking about? Have you forgotten the promise you made to me?”

“Yes..?”

Catherine swallowed hard and bent down to lick between Trisha’s large breasts. Her hot, wet tongue licked past her sternum and up to her collarbone, teasing Trisha. Every time she lightly bit her upper chest and collarbone, a wet moan burst from Trisha’s mouth.

“I was originally going to do it slowly in my room… but I think it wouldn’t be bad to just do it here.”

“Huh..! Hey, Catherine…I’m really tired today… Cha, can we do it tomorrow instead…?”

Trisha was really tired and didn’t have the confidence to accept Catherine’s sexual desires in this situation. She was afraid of what would happen if Catherine did it to her in this situation, so she tried to find an excuse to run away right away, but her request was met with a cold and firm refusal.

“No.”