Ch.457Maria Family’s Bitch (2)

With a contemptuous gaze toward his male self, she masturbated defiantly, as if looking at trash, at someone worse than a prostitute, humiliating his male self by declaring him a corrupted being.

‘Should I try that sometime?’

Somehow, that seemed like it might be fun too. Of course, actually doing it would be another matter entirely.

Maria III’s possessiveness and obsession weren’t things to be taken lightly.

Even if he wanted to try such a thing just once, it would ruin his relationship with his male self, and furthermore, if he did such a thing, Maria III would keep him bound to herself.

Just like now.

Maria III pounced on Anastasia, pressing their bodies together and gripping Anastasia’s arms tightly, as if claiming her body as her own.

Like a yandere, Maria’s eyes pierced sharply into her mother Tsar.

“Who does Mother Tsar belong to? Whose lover are you?”

Maria III demanded an answer forcefully.

This was exactly Anastasia’s type. Maria III was precisely the kind of woman Anastasia wanted.

Of course, if she were still a man, her ideal type would be different, but for Anastasia, who had already awakened as a masochistic female Tsar, this personality was perfect.

“I’m your lover, of course.”

Anastasia replied as if entranced.

“More than the previous Marias? Among the three, whose are you?”

This possessiveness, trying to establish exactly whose Anastasia was, along with her somewhat forceful, coercive, one-sided behavior, was exactly to Anastasia’s taste.

Being aggressive and emotional in pursuit.

“I’m yours alone, of course.”

“Hehehe, I like that. I’ve stolen you from the two Marias.”

Maria III exhaled roughly with a sense of accomplishment. Her lower abdomen was already tingling.

She was much closer to Mother Tsar than her mother or grandmother.

In particular, Maria III was an early version of AI Anastasia. Born during the programming stage before character development, she was practically a recent new generation, known as the AI generation.

This made her more open-minded than the other Marias and an assertive woman well-suited to modern times.

Anastasia had even been influenced by Maria III’s piercing hobby.

“So, can you go easy on me now?”

“But this pussy looks like it would spread for anyone, doesn’t it?”

Maria III pressed her knee harder against Anastasia’s private parts.

The heat of Anastasia’s womanhood felt through her knee was incredibly hot, like a body soaking in hot springs.

“Stop saying such naughty things.”

“Fine. Mother Tsar is truly lovely.”

Maria III stared down at Anastasia intently from above.

Maria III had blonde hair and pitch-black eyes.

Extremely black eyes. The kind of eyes commonly seen without a hint of soul. But as those eyes stared intently at Anastasia, she began to feel inexplicably excited.

In that situation, Maria III gently stroked Anastasia’s hair, as if doting on a lover.

As they gazed into each other’s eyes, a lewd feeling arose between them.

Maria III slowly pressed her cherry-like lips against Anastasia’s mouth.

They intertwined their tongues fiercely, mixing their lips and saliva together.

After kissing for a while, as the mood intensified, Maria III began to undress.

Unlike Maria I or II, Maria III’s default attire was formal clothing.

She wore pants like a man, but they followed her curves, making her look attractive.

Maria was about to pounce on Anastasia when she casually removed her top.

As the buttons of her shirt came undone, a black lace bra was revealed underneath, containing her enormous breasts.

And the moment that bra came off, Anastasia was shocked.

A piercing on her left nipple, her pink nipple!

Of course, Anastasia had one too, but this made them almost like a couple.

“Do you see this? We have matching piercings. How would it feel to have one down there too? Let’s have sex feeling like lovers with these. Like this.”

With that, she took on a distinctly couple-like position.

Maria III initiated the classic scissoring position.

Maria III was especially skilled at scissoring, having learned from her mother and grandmother. Anastasia was already getting wet remembering her first days with Maria III.

“Aren’t you going to undress?”

“Doing it through these pants provides quite a stimulation.”

Stimulation? Isn’t it just a piece of cloth? Wouldn’t it be better to do it properly naked? Isn’t it awkward to do it while wearing pants?

For whatever reason, Anastasia wasn’t wearing underwear, and Maria III couldn’t wait, saving even the time it would take to undress as she rubbed against her.

Anastasia was subjected to one-sided scissoring.

Maria III moved her hips vigorously, pressing their womanhoods together and grinding.

As their female parts rubbed together, the surrounding temperature began to rise, gradually filling the room with feminine scent.

“Mmm. Mmph. Mmph!♥”

Anastasia moaned and convulsed uncontrollably.

Her body trembled as she tried to suppress her moans as much as possible, concerned they might be heard outside.

Maria III’s grinding control was truly beyond professional level.

But while rubbing, Anastasia felt something hard through the fabric, and the sensation was too strange to be just an erect clitoris.

It would have been fine to just climax, but curiosity was unavoidable.

“Seeing your expression, you seem curious about what I have down there.”

Maria III, who had also reached climax, smiled seductively.

Her trembling lower body was covered by black pants, but they had become even darker where her womanhood had soaked through.

But what could be inside that made her feel so easily?

As Anastasia tilted her head, still wrapped in the afterglow of climax, Maria III removed her pants as if revealing a surprise gift.

What appeared was black T-back underwear.

And when she removed that underwear, what was revealed was a pink womanhood, flushed red and full of moisture.

The scent emanating from Maria’s womanhood began to spread immediately.

It felt familiar to the nose, mixing with the subtle lavender scent Maria usually wore.

But Maria’s womanhood was different from usual.

She had a piercing on her clitoris, with a small silver bar running through it.

Anastasia worried slightly that Maria II might get angry if she saw this, but quickly concluded that Maria III’s climax was due to that clitoral piercing.

Indeed, when they were rubbing together, that piercing had also been compressed, stimulating her clitoris.

“So that’s why you felt it. Wow, you really did that?”

Maria III was truly amazing.

How did she manage to get that pierced? Wouldn’t that hurt? Or perhaps that state actually makes her feel more?

Anastasia was a bit curious about Maria’s appearance.

After all, wouldn’t one wonder what it feels like to have something like that?

All nerves are concentrated in the clitoris. What would it feel like to have a piercing through it? It still seemed like it would be extremely painful. But would it feel good to pull on it?

“This actually feels quite nice.”

“Even so, that’s impressive.”

No matter what, Anastasia didn’t think she could muster the courage.

Even the existing nipple piercing was already quite extreme. Piercings were just a hobby to begin with.

It felt like making a mistake with a piercing would truly be crossing a point of no return.

“But your nipple piercing feels good too, doesn’t it?”

The metal bar through the nipple created a strange sensation as it caught slightly.

Adding a jeweled ring made it quite pretty as decoration.

“But isn’t this a different issue from that?”

“How is it different? It’s all the same. If you’re going to spread your legs for the male version of you anyway, I need to mark you clearly as mine.”

Wasn’t it too much to mark her with a clitoral piercing of all things?

The nipple had hurt terribly, so how would the clitoris feel? Seriously, wouldn’t one need anesthesia or something?

“No, I won’t have that kind of relationship with him.”

“Well, let’s just enjoy this for now.”

This time, they began rubbing their bare, wet womanhoods together.

Their labia met face to face, mixing together stickily like lovers kissing, enjoying the situation.

Before long, with their legs entangled, they raised their hips to face each other, pressing their enormous breasts together while mixing their lips.

As they mixed their lips, their womanhoods caressed each other.

“Haaah. Haah. Haaah♥”

“Hehehe. The other Marias must have sucked on these breasts too, right? How exciting that such a vulgar woman who offers her body so freely is my lover.”

Maria III was truly excited.

Her distorted sexual preferences were even more severe, making her prefer relationships like this with other Marias, almost like lovers despite their queenly attributes.

But on the other hand, she was excited by the fact that her female partner had sexual relations with others, submitting to others and moaning for them.

Contrary to her appearance, she harbored quite distorted sexual preferences, even fantasizing about watching Mother Tsar rolling around with other men while masturbating in defeat.

After briefly thinking about this, she gently cupped Mother Tsar’s breasts as she whimpered with female cries of pleasure.

These soft breasts. These nipples.

Her mother and grandmother must have kneaded them endlessly.

Perhaps that’s why Mother Tsar’s breasts were so large. Of course, not to an unrealistic level like in manga. But any man would inevitably bury his face in those breasts or move his penis back and forth between them.

‘I might be a mixture of my mother, grandmother, and Mother Tsar.’

Honestly, she would help Mother Tsar if she were truly in danger, but she couldn’t help fantasizing about masturbating helplessly in front of Mother Tsar being raped.

Anyway, even though it felt like she was cleaning up after the other Marias had used these breasts, even that excited her.

She gently cupped the right breast and pinched the pierced nipple slightly.

“Ahng!♥”

“But it is a bit inconvenient when sucking.”

She lowered her face again and took Anastasia’s breast fully into her mouth, licking it with a slurp.

She gently nibbled on the pierced nipple.

“Ahh. T-that might hurt. Hiiiiit!?♥”

“Hmm. So this is your weak point.”

Next, she took the left breast into her mouth and nibbled on the nipple.

“Hyah! Mmm. Mmmmh!♥”

“It seems you’ve been developed by my mother.”

Because of this, Maria III’s womanhood became even wetter.

On one hand, she was extremely excited by the thought that her lover was like a prostitute, offering her body to other women.

Something seemed to be flowing from the nipples, but even that tasted good.

After caressing the breasts for a while, she raised her head and pressed their lips together.

The position with their legs entangled was somewhat difficult, but they mixed their lips lewdly while whispering words of love.

If they were both men, this probably wouldn’t have been easy due to bone structure.

No, if they were men, the idea of their penises entangling would seem too gay and unpleasant.

Maria III and the female Tsar became one, intimately connected through both their upper and lower lips.

“Haah. Haah. Haang.”

“Mmm. Mmm. Mmph.”

The room containing the two females was a space for just the two of them, filled with the seductive scent of arousal.

As they remained entangled, rubbing their womanhoods together, before long…

Both women’s hips trembled simultaneously as their legs convulsed.

They climaxed, spraying their fluids onto each other’s bodies.

“I want to ask again, Mother Tsar is really mine, right?”

“Of course.”

“You won’t secretly spread your legs for that man, will you?”

“I told you I won’t. Why would I when I have you?”

That would absolutely never happen. She had no intention of doing so.

Honestly, doing it with oneself would be closer to masturbation than sex, but still.

Come to think of it, would her male self have to live as a virgin forever?

“Men need to release at least once. Do you intend to send the male version of you off as a virgin?”

“Well, that’s a bit…”

Maria III had sharply pointed out that issue as well.

Hmm, sending her male self off as a virgin. This could be viewed differently depending on how one thinks about it.

Should she really give him a chance—let’s say she considers it, though she has no intention of doing so—if she really did, she would probably be ravaged by the Maria family.

Anastasia didn’t even want to imagine it.

Though Maria III might enjoy it.

“If you really are going to cheat, call me so I can watch. I want to masturbate in defeat.”

“No, that will absolutely never happen!”

At this rate, she might really need to introduce him to someone else.

After all, if her parents found out, even the fake marriage itself would lose its meaning.

At Anastasia’s words, Maria III stuck out her tongue.

“I see your tongue is forked like a snake’s too.”

Now that she looked, the front of her tongue was split.

A split tongue, they called it.

Anastasia was surprised, seeing something like this for the first time.

“It hurts a bit at first, but this way I can make someone feel good when kissing or sucking a dick.”

“Sucking a dick?”

“Just kidding. I’ll only suck your pussy.”

They continued kissing and entangling their bodies until dawn broke.

“Of course, you need to get a clitoral piercing as proof that you’re mine.”

“O-okay.”

Though it was almost forced, she formed a complete piercing couple with Maria III.

It was partly a hobby, but as she went around like that even in front of her male self, Anastasia’s fantasies grew day by day.

“Isn’t that like piercing the glans for a man? Doesn’t it hurt? I’ll respect your preferences, but it feels strange that I, who turned into a woman, am doing this.”

Needless to say, when she once mentioned this to her male self with Maria’s permission, she received an extremely contemptuous look.

And so Mother Tsar became the Maria family’s female Tsar.