I was completely captivated by the alluring swell of her breasts, rising and falling gently before my eyes.
“A-are you sure it’s alright…?”
I couldn’t suppress the tremor in my voice, fueled by excitement. I knew I shouldn’t be feeling desire for a married woman, but Ashe’s breasts seemed to mock my rational mind as they continued their seductive rise and fall.
“Please…”
Hearing her plea again, I gulped, swallowing my saliva. Hesitantly, I reached for the front of her white knight’s attire. *Okay, I just need to undo these buttons.* Even though it was another world, the mechanism wasn’t that different from the clothes in Modern Japan. However, undressing someone else was surprisingly bothersome. Especially when the person was a stunning beauty, and a married woman at that – the tension was even greater. I struggled to unbutton them.
“Mmm… ah, fff…”
Ashe let out a soft moan. Her voice, sounding almost like a sigh of pleasure, made my heart beat even faster. My hands fumbled, and my fingertips brushed against Ashe’s breasts.
A molten softness transferred to my fingertips. Blood rushed to my lower body, and my penis was already straining against my pants, engorged to its limit. I let out a sigh, trying to calm myself. After managing to unbutton the top three buttons, her breasts, covered by a black bra, were revealed.
Though small, they were beautifully shaped, like perfect cups that took my breath away. As Ashe breathed, her breasts jiggled like pudding. A sweet scent wafted from her skin, damp with sweat from her collarbone to the cleavage. In the dim light, Ashe’s pale skin above her breasts was strikingly alluring.
“Fyuu… I feel so much better. Thank you, Abel-kun.”
“I-it’s nothing…”
“Fufu, you were conscious of me, weren’t you?”
Ashe looked at me with a mischievous smile. Perhaps the alcohol had worn off slightly, as her tone was clearer now.
“Eh?”
“You’ve been staring at my breasts for a while now. Women are sensitive to that kind of gaze from men, you know.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
I lowered my head, feeling embarrassed.
“There’s no need to apologize. It’s a natural desire for a young man.”
Ashe’s demeanor was relaxed. Her gaze flickered to my crotch.
“Ah…”
I instinctively leaned forward. A tent was already forming there with impressive speed. She pushed her chest out as if to show me, her twin mounds in their black bra jiggling. They weren’t large, but they were firm and their left and right curves vibrated enticingly.
I told myself I shouldn’t look, but my gaze was drawn to them.
“How cute.”
Ashe smiled again. Her glistening lips, and the pink tongue that darted out to lick them, were incredibly sexy.
“I like boys like you.”
“Ashe-san…?”
I was utterly bewildered. She must be drunk, I thought. Just teasing me because she was intoxicated. After all, a beauty like her suddenly coming on to me…
“Guh, mmmph!?”
Suddenly, Ashe’s face drew closer, and before I could react, my lips were stolen. Her plump, full lips gently nipped my upper lip, teasing me as she suckled.
“Nnnnhh…!!?”
Caught in her skillful kiss, which stole my breath, I widened my eyes. Blood surged to my lower body with even more intensity, and a primal urge pounded against my lower abdomen with force.
“Chuu… nnn, lerooo… nchu.”
Ashe continued to suckle my lips, then pushed her slick tongue into my mouth. I was completely helpless. My tongue was entwined with hers, and sweet saliva poured into my mouth. As I swallowed Ashe’s saliva with a gulping sound, a hazy numbness spread through my mind, leaving me in a daze.
“Fuu, that was delicious. Was that… your First Kiss?”
“I-it’s not…”
“Oh? You look so innocent, yet you have experience. Abel-kun, you’re full of surprises.”
Saying this, Ashe took my hand and pressed it to her chest.
“See? Your heart’s racing, isn’t it? This is what happened when I kissed you?”
Through the fabric of her bra, I felt the supple firmness of her breasts. These were the breasts of a beautiful married woman, about ten years older than me. Thinking that, a powerful sense of transgression washed over me, and a sweet ache pulsed in my lower back.
“Hey, don’t you want to touch them directly?”
“W-why, Ashe-san…?”
“Why not? Do you dislike me? As a woman—am I not attractive?”
For an instant, a shadow crossed Ashe’s face. *What was that expression?* It was somehow poignant, and lonely.
“N-no, it’s not that you’re not attractive…”
“Your… here—it’s gotten really big, hasn’t it? Fufufu.”
Ashe, smiling again, reached her other hand towards my lower abdomen. She gently stroked the area, which had swelled comically against my pants. With exquisite pressure from her palm through the fabric, a sweet, stinging numbness shot through my penis, which was already sensitive from the rush of blood.
“Ugh… kkh…”
“Even through your pants, I can feel how hot you are. And, you’re so hard—”
Ashe sighed languidly.
“It’s not fair if only I get to touch. How about you touch my breasts now?”
She pushed her chest forward. Her round breasts, covered by the black bra, swayed slightly.
“Ngh…!”
I was speechless. I had thought she was just teasing me while drunk… but to this extent, it was impossible to believe she wasn’t genuinely inviting me. I looked at Ashe again. Her coolly intelligent face, faintly flushed. Her twenty-something female body, composed of alluring, feminine curves. And the sweet, intoxicating allure of a married woman that emanated from her entire being.
Ashe gazed at me, stunned into silence, and then wrapped her arms around her back. The faint sound of a clasp being undone could be heard. With a soft rustle, the sexy black bra slipped from Ashe’s chest.
“Whaaa…!”
The moment her bare breasts were exposed, I let out a gasp. Compared to her slender frame, Ashe’s breasts weren’t particularly large. They were smaller than Claire’s or Racine’s. However, the texture of her skin, which seemed to cling to the palm, and its soft, bouncy feel, were distinctly that of an adult woman. Moreover, their shape was a perfect hemispherical form, breathtakingly beautiful. It was a cliché, but they were like works of art.
“Lick them…”
Ashe invited me in a husky voice. I gently brought my lips to her luminous white breasts, so bright they almost hurt my eyes. They were slightly different from the dewy firmness of Claire or Racine, which seemed to repel everything they touched. These were softer, so soft that I felt as if they might melt at my touch—blissful breasts.
“Chu… chuuuu…”
I passionately kissed Ashe’s breasts. My lips, tracing the beautiful, rounded curve of her bust line, moved slowly from the base to the apex, leaving trails of saliva.
“Nngh…! Fu, faa… aaa…”
Ashe trembled with a soft moan, her body shaking slightly. Perhaps her breasts were sensitive. Simply caressing them with my lips made her lift her upper body with pleasure. My lips, which had climbed the smooth Breast Mound, eventually reached their peak. There sat a rosy Nipple and a larger areola. I gently kissed the Nipple, which swayed as if waiting for me. The Nipple, large for her bust size, felt firm to the touch. It was already starting to harden. Was Ashe as excited as I was?
