Ch.391Chapter 391. A Wedding Night That Isn’t a Wedding Night (2)

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On the bed, Irene Juliette was lying.

Wearing only black underwear.

Her slightly panting breath unconsciously brings back memories from the past.

The image of a female knight with honest eyes, wearing training clothes and sweating as she devoted herself to training.

What I thought when I saw Lady Irene then was – a human admiration and reverence felt from the sight of a female knight nobly approaching her ideals.

—And, a dark desire that I could never tell anyone about, to destroy that and place her beneath my feet.

Now, to Irene-

I brought out that dark desire within me exactly as it was.

“Lady Irene. You know you have a lewd body, don’t you?”

“Uh, lewd body… nngh…”

I lightly grabbed her breast with one hand.

The motion might seem rough, but never enough to hurt her.

Of course, even this alone was too stimulating for someone who had known no man and only focused on training, as she let out bitch-like moans that made it impossible to think she was a knight.

“Hnngh…!!”

“These breasts. How did you swing a sword while carrying such ridiculous things?”

“I-I… th-these things, they’re just heavy and cumbersome…”

“Cumbersome, you say.”

I roughly tore off her bra.

With a pop, as it came off—her large breasts.

Those ridiculously huge breasts that always caught people’s attention.

Snow-white, soft, and sweat-soaked breasts that looked like they would suffocate you if you buried your face in them were revealed.

“Aren’t your breasts Lady Irene’s greatest pride?”

“Ah, ahhhhh…!”

“Men, you know. When they see things like these, their minds go blank. They can’t concentrate on anything no matter what they do. Wanting to touch them, suck them, lick them.

I pinched her thick nipple with my fingers.

Befitting breasts so enormous they deserved the title of cow rather than human, her nipples too were exceptionally thick and large.

To be honest, they hit the strike zone of my preferences… I felt my tension rising unconsciously.

“Hyaaah…!!! S-Sw…en… th-that place…!”

“Is this your weak spot?”

Scratching the nipple, twisting it, rubbing it, pinching it lightly with my fingers.

With each different action, she let out different moans as if she were a musical instrument.

Is this why there’s that vulgar joke about playing women like instruments, I thought with a slight smile—

“You know. Maybe Lynn Brans was jealous of these breasts?”

“Wh-what…?”

“It’s true, isn’t it? Though her face was decent enough… compared to this destructive weapon you possess, her body was utterly pathetic.”

“Th-that’s… not true… th-these… aren’t… an advantage…”

As I continued scratching her nipples, she could barely form coherent sentences, which was so adorable that—

“Hah… I can’t hold back anymore.”

I bit down hard on her large nipple with my mouth.

“Nngh…!!!!”

Slurp, suck, slurp.

Like a baby, I roughly explored Irene’s large breasts.

Her breasts. Irene’s breasts. I explored them with the force of expelling every secret desire I had harbored since the moment I first met her.

“E-even if you suck like that… no milk… will come out… aah…♥”

I looked up at Irene slightly.

Her flushed face as she panted was so cute and lovely.

As soon as I realized this, as if trying to leave proof that this woman was mine, my hands and mouth began to apply even more force.

Even though we had already left proof through a wedding ceremony in front of everyone.

Not proof according to convention, but like when humans first appeared on earth as living beings, faithful to the male instinct wanting to somehow leave physical evidence…

Squish, slurp, suck.

I violated her large breasts, violated them, and violated them again.

Lewd sounds that were difficult to describe in words filled the room where we once lived together with happy faces.

“Haah…”

Taking my mouth off her nipple, I took a light deep breath.

I could smell her intense body scent from her sweat-covered breasts.

There was no need to hesitate further. I… licked her sweat-filled cleavage.

“Hah…! N-no, Swen, not there, that’s a dirty… dirty place…!!!”

“It’s mine.”

Sluuuurp—

Her intense body scent was raping my brain.

Yes. There was no other word to describe this invasion besides rape.

“Aaah… n-no…♥”

“Lady Irene’s body, heart, bodily fluids, everything that makes up Lady Irene… all, all of it is mine. So.”

I stood up and lowered my pants.

“!!!”

In front of Irene’s eyes, my hugely erect cock popped out with a thud.

I tapped her breasts a few times with my cock and said.

“Quickly… wrap my cock with those milk tanks.”

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“I-is this how I do it…?”

Slap, slap.

Irene, kneeling modestly, carefully wrapped my cock as I lay on the bed.

Thanks to being covered in sweat and saliva, it slid easily between her cleavage.

If I hadn’t licked it thoroughly like I was in heat, it might have been quite painful. A man’s glans is a more sensitive area than one might think.

Squish!

“Nngh…!”

As her breasts sandwiched my cock—

I couldn’t help but buck my hips slightly at the pleasure I was feeling for the first time.

“H-how is it? Does it feel good, Swen…?”

“It’s… good. Like that, more like that…”

“Mm… okay. I’ll do my best.”

Lady Irene, who until just now had been busy moaning with the initiative completely taken from her, seemed to have regained some composure and began skillfully stroking my cock with her breasts.

“Like this… yes, like this? Is the position un-uncomfortable…?”

“How could it be… uncomfortable. It’s just good to have my cock inserted between those big breasts.”

“It must really feel good… I feel like I’m seeing a side of Swen I’ve never seen before.”

As she said that with a slight smile, I asked her somewhat grumpily.

“…Are you enjoying this?”

“Yes. Because I’m seeing a new side of Swen, my one and only husband… it’s fun.”

She said that, and then pressed down on my cock with both breasts as if they were a compression press.

“Hnngh…!”

“You’re making such feminine sounds…♥ Does this feel good?”

Squeeze, squeeze.

The feeling of bare breasts pressing down on my raw glans.

This wasn’t pleasure but violence. Violence employing sight and touch that could reduce a person to trash!

“I’ll work hard. My body, my breasts are Swen’s… I can do anything to make Swen feel good…♥”

“Ah, Lady Irene…”

Irene increased her speed.

Now that she was somewhat used to it, she moved skillfully up and down…

Regardless of whether it was correct to use such a word, pleasure like having my cock inserted into an onahole was climbing up my waist.

And then—

—Lick.

“!!!”

“…It tastes a bit sour… mm. I don’t dislike it…”

“W-wait. Lady Irene, that place—”

“You think it’s dirty? No… it’s fine. You licked my dirty places plenty too…”

Lick, lick.

Saying that, Irene tapped my glans with her tongue, and then, slightly lowering her head, opening her pink lips—

“Slurp.”

She began sucking on my glans.

Because of the position only possible with huge breasts—paizuri fellatio—I bucked my innocent hips again.

“Lady Irene… nngh, nngh…!!”

Slurp, suck, slurp, suck, slurp, sluuurp…

Lady Irene sucked every nook and cranny between my glans and foreskin, licked it with her tongue—

Then slowly released my cock from her mouth.

With a pop sound, her sigh reached my ears.

“…Phew.”

“The taste… Swen’s taste, a man’s taste… I think I understand a little why Swen likes the smell of my sweat… it has a smell that… I sucked it a lot, a lot…♥”

“Lady Irene…”

It seemed that sucking my cock had pressed some switch somewhere in her mind—

Irene, with a female face I had never seen before, smiled at me with clear hearts in her eyes.

“Swen… I love you. I love how you like my breasts, how you’re panting with excitement over such naughty things, it’s all so very lovable…”

Slap slap slap slap.

Her hand movements pressing my cock with her breasts became faster.

“Men… when they feel good, semen… comes out from here, right? I’ll do my best till the end… so Swen, you can let out everything you’ve been holding back…♥”

Slap slap slap slap.

In the cleavage covered with my saliva and her sweat… my cock began to twitch as if it would burst at any moment.

“I-I’m about to come…!”

“Yes… Swen, you can let it all out… I’ll take it all…♥”

Slap slap slap slap!

Unable to resist any longer… just surrendering my whole body to physical reaction—

“Nnnngh…!!”

With a spurt.

I ejaculated everything inside me.

Splurt, splurt!

“Kyaah…♥”

Thick white fluid covered her breasts, face, and red hair.

Even after that, my cock continued to spray white fluid all over Irene like an active volcano for quite some time.

“So this is a man’s semen… Swen… you felt really good with my body, my breasts. I’m happy…♥”

“These breasts that were just big, just an inconvenient burden when moving my body. But because you like them… I think I can like my breasts too. Thank you…”

Looking up… the proud female knight had become a female covered in semen that was in my balls just moments ago… looking at me with loving eyes.

“Lady Irene…”

“Swen… today I could only do this much for you, but next time… please take my first time. So I can bear your child, inside me too, like you just sprayed… more than this, lots and lots, you have to release it. Okay…?”

I held Irene’s semen-covered hand.

Love was truly an amazing emotion. Even the sight of a woman with smelly white fluid all over her face seemed cute and lovely to me.

“I promise. I will… definitely make you pregnant with my child.”

“Yes… I’ll be waiting.”

And so we kissed again.

After that, a few more times, actively utilizing her breasts, armpits, thighs, and such for a bit more ‘intense and intimate’ time just for the two of us…

Our wedding night that wasn’t quite a wedding night was passing.