One morning, I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, awoke in an unfamiliar bed.
Beside me stood Salome Ashera Unimenia-chan, my childhood friend and adorable fiancée, dressed in an extravagant gown.
Salome-chan’s wish was to unite with me, achieve **Lost Virginity**, and step into adulthood.
I had recently undergone the ‘Rite of Adulthood’ at 15 years old, while Salome-chan was 16, a year older than me.
But if I called her “Salome-nee-chan,” she would get upset.
Instead, she called me “Hal-nii-sama” in a slightly teasing tone.
So, I affectionately called her “Salome-chan.”
By the way, I have a younger sister named Miuuki, who is four years younger than me, but she’s incredibly cheeky.
I genuinely wish Salome-chan would humble her a bit.
And though it’s a bit embarrassing, under Salome-chan’s initiative, we experienced our **First Kiss**, a major milestone, and indulged in a **Deep Kiss**.
Truthfully, I was also fascinated by Salome-chan’s beautiful girlish figure.
“Hey, Salome-chan, is it okay if I touch you over your dress?”
“Yes, Salome is Hal-nii-sama’s fiancée, so please feel free to touch me as you like.”
After becoming bored with the kiss, I asked if I could touch Salome-chan’s body over her dress, and she readily agreed.
We stood up slowly and faced each other beside the bed.
Standing close enough to reach each other, our gazes met, and it was a bit embarrassing.
Salome-chan’s flushed face was so alluring, reminiscent of an adult woman.
I played it safe by gently stroking her soft, pink hair.
My fingertips soon wandered to her earlobe, nose, lips, and chin.
Salome-chan’s luxurious dress was pink, adorned with frills and white lace, with deep pink ribbon decorations.
A large rose made of ribbon was sewn at the center of her chest, and gilded buttons ran from her chest to her stomach.
The dress hid her figure effectively, with white lace fabric obscuring her bust.
Her neckline was also concealed by a white lace collar, as proper young ladies do not expose their bare skin carelessly.
Since Salome-chan’s family employed maids, her bare skin was likely known only to the maids who attended to her.
Touching Salome-chan, who was raised like a treasured jewel, required courage.
But she was my childhood friend and fiancée.
I slowly touched her shoulder.
Salome-chan’s shoulders were narrow and delicate, almost fragile.
“…………Ah…………”
I continued caressing her shoulder.
I could faintly feel her collarbone’s contours, and my fingertips ascended to her chest.
Even through the dress, I could feel the softness and fullness of her breasts, and Salome-chan let out a seductive sigh.
What could I say?
I knew breasts were meant for mothers to feed their babies, but just touching them over the dress made my heart race so much!
Salome-chan’s movements, her hot breath, and her teary-eyed expression.
My crotch reacted almost instantly, and I felt an erection.
Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about what lay beneath Salome-chan’s dress.
What color, shape, and softness did her breasts have?
Were Salome-chan’s breasts, as my fiancée, mine or yet to be seen by a baby?
I found myself jealous of a baby that didn’t even exist yet.
That’s how much Salome-chan’s breasts intrigued me.
This feeling was not childish regression.
Breasts must be filled with a man’s romance!
Salome-chan’s bust was undeniably mesmerizing and mysterious.
I continued touching her sides, stomach, waist, and lower abdomen, but the skirt, supported by a petticoat, made it hard to discern much.
I really wanted to remove Salome-chan’s dress and see and touch her directly.
And my erect son was urging me to hurry up and undress.
This sensation was entirely new to me.
“Salome-chan, can I… take off your dress?”
“You may do as you please, Hal-nii-sama.”
Once again, Salome-chan readily gave her permission.
She truly seemed intent on losing her virginity here.
I couldn’t embarrass Salome-chan, who came to the bedroom with such determination.
But how do I remove this dress?
*Chuckle.*
As I fretted, Salome-chan laughed at me.
“Hal-nii-sama, first remove the collar at the neckline, then undo the hidden buttons, and finally the buttons at the back.”
Following her instructions, I removed the white collar hiding her neckline.
The collar’s edge was adorned with intricate lace patterns.
I tried to unfasten the hidden buttons to loosen the collar, but my nervous fingers struggled.
Occasionally, my fingertips brushed against her slender neck.
Once the hidden buttons were undone, a glimpse of her collarbone peeked through the dress, making my heart race.
Somehow, peeking at Salome-chan’s carefully concealed neck felt almost sinful.
At the same time, it evoked feelings of embarrassment, pride in sharing this secret with her, and a desire to uncover more.
“…Stop staring… It’s embarrassing…”
As I gazed at her exposed skin, Salome-chan turned her face away, saying she was embarrassed.
There’s something incredibly appealing about a blushing beautiful girl.
Salome-chan’s innocent reaction only hardened my erection further.
“Should I stop then?”
I asked Salome-chan, who was now visibly shy.
“It’s embarrassing… but I’m also proud to be seen by Hal-nii-sama. Please continue.”
With her consent, I moved behind her and began unfastening the buttons at the back of her dress.
A large decorative ribbon adorned her waist.
As I undid the buttons from the top, finely crafted undergarments peeked through.
I hadn’t noticed earlier, but of course, she was wearing undergarments.
My gaze shifted to her neckline, where her soft pink hair parted, revealing a glimpse of her nape and collarbone.
Salome-chan’s body seemed to exude allure from every angle.
“Salome-chan, can you raise your arms?”
“Yes, please.”
I slid the dress off her slender arms and removed it from her shoulder.
To avoid wrinkling, I draped the dress over a hanger on the wall.
“It’s still so embarrassing, but being undressed by Hal-nii-sama is my heart’s desire.”
Now in her undergarments, Salome-chan covered her chest with her arms.
What a seductive sight!
Beneath the pink dress, she wore a glossy silk chemise.
Her petticoat peeked out from the skirt, and she wore pink pumps.
Her calves were slender, and the white ankle-length socks added charm.
As I was entranced by Salome-chan’s alluring undergarment-clad figure, she approached and removed my pajamas, leaving me in just a shirt and underwear like her.
My penis was erect, making my crotch area uncomfortably obvious.
Salome-chan covered her chest, and I covered my crotch, locking eyes.
Comparing ourselves, I realized I was at a disadvantage in terms of remaining clothing, which left me flustered.
Deciding that offense is the best defense, I resolved to undress her further, though I remained shy.
Starting with her shoes and socks, I began undressing Salome-chan, but standing was unstable and made it difficult.
“Salome-chan, can you sit on the edge of the bed so I can take off your shoes and socks?”
“Hal-nii-sama, you’re so perverted!!”
My request earned me teasing accusations of being perverted, but Salome-chan sat down anyway.
Why am I being scolded by Salome-chan? I wondered while continuing my task.
Seated neatly on the edge of the bed, Salome-chan had her legs together.
But as I lifted her right foot to remove her pink pump and white sock, her petticoat rode up, revealing her slender leg halfway up her thigh.
Of course, her crotch area remained hidden under layers of fabric, but the glimpse of her secret garden felt thrilling.
No wonder Salome-chan called me a pervert.
Accepting her teasing, I successfully removed her pink pumps and white socks.
It was my first time seeing Salome-chan’s bare feet, but they were well cared for, befitting a proper lady.
Until now, I had only wished to see Salome-chan’s bare breasts, but I was reminded of my curiosity about the area between her legs.
There, instead of a penis and scrotum like mine, lay an unseen female genitalia.
What shape was it?
Lost in thought, I recalled vivid images of nude girls and their genitalia from my awakening.
How did I, supposedly a virgin, know such details about a girl’s most secret place?
I began to wonder if I was dreaming or awake.
*Mwah♡*
“…Ah♡”
Testing the waters, I kissed Salome-chan’s thigh and heard her gasp.
This world felt real.
Reassured, I pulled her up and began lowering her petticoat.
When my hands brushed her waist, she nearly screamed, startling me.
Still, a girl’s body felt like a bundle of secrets.
Now, Salome-chan wore only a silk chemise and panties.
Our undergarments matched in number, but her allure was on another level.
A girl’s body shimmered like a treasure chest filled with dazzling gems.
The chemise had thin straps, revealing half of her cleavage.
The silky fabric hinted at a small protrusion at its apex—likely her nipple.
I had always thought Salome-chan’s body was petite and youthful, but her breasts were unexpectedly full and mature.
When had she developed such womanly curves?
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Thank you for reading.
Episode 43-12: The No Life Princess Dreams of Deflowering (3) ○
Scheduled for posting on June 4th at 0:00.
