Chapter 95: A man in a suit and a woman in a mini dress (2)

Chapter 95: A man in a suit
and a woman in a mini dress (2)

TLN:
This chapter is rated R19.

A
woman’s breasts are a symbol of maternal love.

And
it’s not just because they make us laugh hysterically and make our
dicks ache.

We
all had a time when we were breastfed in our mother’s arms.

From
the earliest days of our lives, when we didn’t even have a sense of
self, when all we could do was eat, clothe, and sleep, we
instinctively sucked on our mother’s breast, where the nourishment
came from.

But
I don’t remember that.

As
an orphan, I didn’t experience this behavior when everyone else was
growing up sucking.

Therefore,
I always felt a strong desire for motherhood.

She
has a mature appearance, a gentle demeanor, a generous and
affectionate personality, and an easygoing manner.

Not
to mention, a beautiful appearance.

This
is what I think an ideal mother should look like.

“Mama⋯”

Diana
was an ideal Mama in her own right.

Even
today, I commit the inhuman act of lusting after her.

But
it wasn’t really my fault.

It
was only natural for a man to be attracted to a beautiful woman.

“Huh.”

I
gently stroked her side breast, and she immediately sucked in a
breath.

“If
I had to choose a sin, it would be the sin of these breasts seducing
men.”

“Uh,
seducing? What’s that?”

She
asked.

“Ooh,
ooh.”

I
lifted her breasts from the bottom with my palms as if weighing them.

“Awww!”

Diana’s
gray milky dress slithered up.

Diana
quickly grabbed the rising dress with both arms. Her arms were tucked
under her armpits, emphasizing her breasts.

“⋯”

Hesitantly,
Diana carefully slipped the left shoulder strap of the milky dress
over her arm.

Instead
of covering her bottom, it revealed her top. The dress, which had
been covering her breasts, slid down.

Her
left breast was finally freed from the dress.

She
had milk-colored, flawless flesh while the areola and nipple were
pale pink.

Her
right breast was still wrapped in the dress, but it was like having
two flavors, so it wasn’t so bad.

“You,
it’s embarrassing to look too closely⋯”

I
couldn’t look away from Diana’s embarrassed voice.

I
can’t stand it.

I
have to control my lust.

I
know I can’t focus on my growth if I turn my eyes to women and
entertainment and pleasure!

I
can’t stop myself.

After
a few more moments of watching Diana blush shyly, I return my
attention to the sensations at my fingertips.

The
feel of her left breast, bare, and the right, covered by her thin
dress, was different. And most of all.

‘Heavy.’

It
was so ridiculous that I laughed. I never thought I would feel the
heaviness of when I touched her breasts.

My
palms quickly became clammy as I admired the fullness of her breasts,
which were barely able to fit in my palms.

Her
lower breasts, which were close to my body, were moister than I
thought.

I
had been standing in front of the hot fire for a long time, so it was
inevitable that my underarms would be drenched in sweat.

I
couldn’t believe the word “underarm sweat” existed.

‘I
wonder if there’s a drop of breast milk in those big tits?’

I
believed in Diana’s curses.

Could
there really be a drop of breast milk in this obscene body with all
the perverted curses?

I
don’t think so.

I
will find it. I will find an oasis of milk in these breasts.

Grrrr.
Tsk-tsk.

“Hmph,
go, tickle⋯”

Diana
giggled softly as my middle and ring fingers gently traced from under
her armpits to under her breasts.

Her
hand came up to the back of my head and stroked it.

“You
can take it slow.”

Her
laid-back demeanor, like soothing an over-excited child.

On
the surface, she looks like an experienced and skillful older woman,
but I know very well that she’s actually a ridiculous virgin with a
foster daughter and no sexual experience.

“Hmph.”

As
I kneaded Diana’s breasts in various ways, I could hear her holding
her breath.

She
groaned, as if trying to suppress the rising excitement.

Contrary
to Diana’s mindset of not showing any signs of weakness, her nipples
were slowly lifting up and becoming hard and erect.

The
climax switch was tempting me, saying, ‘If you press down hard here,
I’m going to climax with all my juices right now, please press down,’
but I desperately ignored it.

My
target was the areola, not the nipple.

“Do
you mind if I change my position?”

“Uh,
sure.”

Diana
stood up from her chair at the inn table.

I
sat back down in the chair she had been sitting in.

The
temperature of the chair, warmed by Diana’s buttocks, was transferred
to me.

“Sit
here.”

-Tsk,
tsk.

I
tapped my thigh and spoke in a slightly commanding tone, and she
shivered.

“Uh-huh.”

Diana
shyly sat down on my thighs.

Her
warm, large ass splayed out on top of me.

‘⋯Surprisingly,
she’s heavy.’

It’s
nice to feel the right amount of weight.

The
heat and weight of her body against mine jolted me back to reality.

I
hugged Diana from behind and grabbed her breasts.

“Wheww⋯”

The
stifled moan lengthened as I descended with a single, full-breasted
thrust, like milking.

I
stroked her pink areolas with my index and middle fingers,
stimulating them.

In
a circular motion, very gently, I gathered the sensations of her
breasts with a careful touch, as if I were handling a treasure of
rare value.

There’s
no need for force. I simply press my fingers against her areola,
lazily teasing her breasts to arousal.

“Ba,
Balkan⋯
now⋯”

I
didn’t need to hear the afterword. She asks me if I’d like to fuck
her thighs instead of this stimulation.

I’m
sorry, but I’m not in the mood for that right now. I’m completely
impaled on these breasts.

Diana’s
waist twitches a little, her purring ass pressing hard against my
already erect cock.

I
ignored her behavior and focused on stimulating her areolas again.

“Mmmmmm,
mmmmmm.”

Diana’s
breathing became hotter and hotter. Her moans were suppressed and
wet.

Her
body, five times more sensitive because of the curse, aroused by the
slightest stimulation, melted into a mush under the loving,
breast-fed caress.

-Mmmm!

“Hiiiit!”

When
I pressed my index finger, which was stimulating the areola and
mammary gland, with a little force, the fluffy breasts sank in and
responded even more intensely.

At
the same time, Diana’s entire chest began to heat up.

She
had already caressed them enough. Something was beginning to happen
to her increasingly sensitive breasts.

-Mmmm.

A
wet, erotic sound.

My
index finger, circling the thick areola, became wet and erotic.

It
was proof that the sticky, slow breast milk tonic caress had taken
effect.

“Now,
wait, wait, wait, stop, Balkan, something’s wrong-”

Diana,
with a look of realization on her face that something was wrong,
wanted to stop
me but it was too late.

-Koooooowwww!

Her
nipples, already stiffened by the vicious areola caresses, are
pressed firmly between my thumb and index finger and pulled.

“Hhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Diana
threw her head up in the air, her hips bouncing.

-Tsk-!
Tsk-!

At
the same time, white milk gushed out of her nipples and areolas with
tremendous momentum.

Diana’s
thick milk dripped down from her cute belly that was rapidly going in
and out to the peak of milking and her legs that were stretched out
to the limit.

After
a few moments of writhing and squirming, Diana slumped back against
my thighs, her body twitching with exhaustion.

My
cock rubbed between her soft hip
bones.

I
squeezed her breasts for a moment, pulling her into me from behind.

“Huh♡
That, that’s enough⋯♡
Stop stimulating my nipples⋯♡”

Another
gush of breast milk drenched my
palm.

Naturally,
my hand went to my mouth. My tongue licked the white liquid that
dampened my palm.

It
tasted like milk, smooth and savory, without a hint of bitterness.

Is
this what breast milk is supposed to taste like? I don’t know. Maybe
it was just something special to her.

I
turned Diana’s body and her hazy eyes stared at me for a moment.

-Sigh.

Deana’s
eyes traveled to her breasts.

She
wasn’t even pregnant, but her breasts were pumping out milk.

It
couldn’t be breast milk, so it must have been a reaction to some sort
of curse on her.

‘The
curse must be cured with holy spit.’

“Hiiii♡”

“Hmph!”

I
pressed my lips to Diana’s left breast and applied pressure.

‘Choooop,
choooop- choooop- choooop-‘

I
nibbled on the thick areola with my lips and flicked the hardened
nipple with the tip of my tongue, the milk gushing out violently hit
my throat.

“⋯?!
⋯!!!
⋯♡”

I
gulped down her milk, listening to the voice that was neither a
scream nor a moan as a lullaby.

“Ngae⋯”

I
felt like I was in my mother’s arms.

As
I was not able to drink my mother’s breast milk as a child, I was
able to drink Diana’s breast milk as I grew up.

‘I
rather like it.’

When
I thought about it, being an orphan wasn’t so bad after all.

Choo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

“⋯My
heart is pounding⋯
But, I won’t run away⋯
Slowly⋯♡”

Perhaps
it was an instinctive female behavior, Diana lifted her lower chest
and offered her breasts for me to drink.

Diana’s
breast milk, which even Ellie, who has a mother-daughter relationship
with her, would not have been able to drink.

I’ll
have to empty this breast for Ellie, who has grown up and is past the
age of breastfeeding.

-Mmm.

I
buried my nose in Diana’s breast, sucking on the nipple.

Warm.
Soft. Cozy, reassuring.

Every
happy, comforting feeling in the world washed over me as I snuggled
against Diana’s chest and suckled.

And
then, for some reason, an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion came
over me.

It
was as if my body was being forced to fall asleep.

Through
my blurry vision, I could see Diana, looking melted, gently stroking
my hair.

I
fell asleep in her arms.

***

“Heh.”

When
I opened my eyes to the sunlight, I opened my mouth in a daze.

[You
have consumed Diana Ordia’s breast milk.]

[Random
stats increase by 1 due to Diana Ordia’s ‘Curse of the ■Milk
Climax ■Tat
de■■’].

[Wisdom:(1+3)
→ (1+4)]

[Nam
Soo-Jin LV.23]

[Stamina:(8+10)
Strength:(8+10) Agility:(7+10) Wisdom:(1+4) Finesse:(2)]

[Stat
Bonus from Stat Drain: +1 Wisdom]

[Free
Points: 6]

“⋯Crazy.”

I
drank breast milk and my stats went up.