Episode 40. First Night (3)

The valley of her back, deeply carved along her spine. The shoulder blades jutting out beside it, and the faint ribs supporting them from below. Even with my dick inside her, Winnie’s backside had a knack for making me even harder. Like the narrow, long bottle Winnie had sniffed earlier, her voluptuous ass seemed twice the circumference of her waist. Was it because her legs were spread wide open?

Chop, chop, chop.

Unlike Vera’s ass, which crashed against my waist with a cheolseok cheolseok sound. That one was so incredibly soft that it shattered and distorted every time it hit me, only to recover its shape repeatedly. But Winnie’s firm ass made a chaljin sound without losing its form. I kept thrusting my dick into the gap that gaped like a weakness between them. There wasn’t much fat, but her pelvis, drawing a fluid curve and lewdly spread open, flaunted the elasticity of her youth, bouncing my waist back with every touch.

“Hoo… Heup!”

“Hek, heeueut, heueut!”

When I pulled Winnie’s arm in strongly, her back arched, creating a curve that could hold water. Perhaps excited by Monica’s pussy scent, Winnie had already rolled her eyes and come multiple times, even though I hadn’t ejaculated once.

“Ahng, ahng, haahng, haeuht!”

But as I said before, I hadn’t come once since putting it in her pussy. Using Winnie’s pussy, which had become sensitive from the repeated orgasms, I moved my waist to release my semen. I rammed my dick all the way in, into the hole that felt tight even though it was loose and flexible. In my experience, there wasn’t a woman who didn’t feel it when I rammed my dick all the way in.

I tapped her cervix with my glans, the uterus that hadn’t even considered accepting a man until recently. Every time I tapped the firm entrance, guarding her precious baby room, both Winnie and I trembled with intense pleasure. Soon, feeling the urge to ejaculate rising, I didn’t hold back and released my semen, enjoying the feeling of release.

“Heeuk, heeet…”

When I released her arm, Winnie, drained of strength, collapsed onto Monica’s pussy. Winnie turned me on more than I thought, and if I kept going any further, my dick wouldn’t even get hard when I was with Vera. Without resisting Winnie’s pussy, which squeezed and pushed me away, I slipped out as I was. My dick, coated in semen and vaginal fluid, glistened, reflecting the light of the candle.

I couldn’t even put my pants on like this. I brought Winnie’s clothes and wiped my dick. I couldn’t meet Vera with my body in such a dirty state. It would have been better if I could have taken a bath, but it would have been even harder to avoid being caught by the servants. After wiping the semen and vaginal fluid that had splattered on my dick and around it, I put on my pants and left the bedroom. Winnie would take care of the aftermath when she woke up.

The mansion at night, darkened as dawn approached. Fortunately, the moonlight coming in through the windows was bright enough that there was no inconvenience in moving around. Receiving the brightly shining moonlight as if it were cheering me on, I walked along the path guided by that moonlight.

The lights in Vera’s room were still on late into the night. Unable to fall asleep, she was spending time reading a book, but the letters weren’t entering her eyes.

‘Hoo… What am I thinking?’

Her daughter Monica had finally had a successful wedding today. Edward, who had made her uneasy with his unusual demands, had held the ceremony without complaint after she had accommodated him a few times, and by now, he would be spending his first night with Monica, working hard to create an heir. Everything was as promised with the Mountberne Family and Edward. The promise had been kept, and everything had gone according to Vera’s plan, so she should be satisfied…

‘Hmm, is it because the moon is too bright?’

Perhaps it was because she had mixed bodies with Edward a few times, but her heart was restless. In the end, men always seek out young women. Was she foolishly expecting Edward to visit her on his first night? Vera grumbled to herself that all the turmoil in her head was because of Edward. Because he had demanded her so passionately last night, wasn’t she still harboring something mixed with expectation and delusion like this?

She took out the Bible from the bookshelf. This Bible had helped soothe her heart since she was young. She had refilled all the parts that had been erased some time ago, so Vera intended to calm her mind by reading those passages. She turned the pages, looking for passages about abstinence. As she turned each page, searching for the content, a strong smell flowed into her nose.

The page she had diligently refilled, stained with Edward’s bodily fluids. The smell of the bodily fluids, no, the semen, soaked into the paper, penetrated Vera’s mind. Even though the smell was much fainter than it had been then, the unique, fishy smell etched in her mind tempted her.

‘I shouldn’t be doing this…’

During the period when Edward was away from the territory to suppress the rebellion, Vera had been diligently restoring the Bible. At that time, the paper felt sticky like semen, and the smell was so strong that she had to put down her pen and comfort herself several times. For a while after that, she didn’t feel anything special even when she looked at this page, but today, she was feeling the same intense temptation as back then.

She put her hand inside her nightgown, between her legs. She began to soothe her vulva, which had become familiar through several experiences and nights with Edward. Touching the clitoris, which had become distinct, she felt a pleasure that seemed somewhat lacking. When she had relations with Edward, she felt a sense of fullness as if he were filling her deep inside, along with a feeling of satisfaction from deep within. But now, as she soothed herself, it only made her thirstier, like drinking seawater to quench her thirst.

“Edward…”

Vera’s son-in-law’s name flowed from her mouth without her realizing it. Her guilt towards her daughter had long since crumbled in the face of continued relations and lust. She buried her nose in the Bible, and Vera groped for Edward’s scent. She took a deep breath, taking the semen hidden among the unique smell of the paper into her nose. As her pussy, which was becoming even more desperate and drooling, she slapped it with her hand as if a man was hitting her waist.

Slap! Slap!

The sound of slapping her wet pussy rang out. She felt a different kind of pleasure than touching her clitoris, but this too was somehow lacking. In the end, Vera put her own finger inside her pussy. She scratched the vaginal walls with her finger, which was much thinner than Edward’s dick, to put out the urgent fire. She caressed the bumpy part just inside her belly, which the protruding glans had scratched as it passed by. She tried rubbing it with just her finger, but when she raised her fingernails and scratched it, she felt pain from the sharp touch, so she masturbated again with her finger.

‘It’s not enough…’

She increased the number of fingers to two and scratched, but it still couldn’t compare to Edward’s dick. Length, thickness, technique, it was lacking in every aspect. Feeling even thirstier than before she started masturbating, Vera forced herself to have an orgasm.

“Hooo…”

The smoke that rose from her incompletely burned lust came out in the form of an unsatisfactory sigh. Still, Vera, whose lust had subsided to some extent, regained her senses. The chair, the floor, and her finger were full of the sour vaginal fluid that had come from her body.

She laid the water cup containing water on the floor and pulled the cord to call a maid to bring something to wipe it up. The last time she was with Edward, she couldn’t call a maid to avoid showing her that appearance, but now there was no need to use her precious handkerchief to wipe up such things.

‘Why isn’t she coming?’

It was a bit late, but usually there were one or two maids awake even at this hour. Unless all the waiting maids were asleep or not coming for some reason. Vera thought that she would have to check the work attitude of the servants tomorrow.

She couldn’t stay like this feeling uncomfortable just because no one was coming. In the end, Vera opened the door to get a towel to wipe herself.

“Huh?”

“…”

There, the person whose name she had just called.

Edward was standing there.

Vera’s attire was very sexy. No, to put it in a more sophisticated word, it was lewd. She was wearing a light and soft-looking slip, and she was still wearing all her underwear, top and bottom, as if she didn’t intend to sleep yet. How did I know this? Well, Vera’s slip was made of a material that was completely see-through. Under the transparent and bright-colored slip, black underwear wrapped around her white skin. I couldn’t help but look. I could feel my dick, which had just shot a few times, getting hard again.

Moreover, she was breathing heavily with a flushed face, as if she had been doing something. The lower part of her clothes and her hands were wet with moisture, as if she had spilled water and gotten wet. If the strangely sour smell coming from that water felt like the vaginal fluid of a female, was that just my imagination?

“Why, why are you here?”

Vera said with a hint of astonishment.