CHAPTER 16

Dian calmly toyed with both hands. His left hand held the towel against her chest, while his right hand occasionally squeezed and drew milk. It felt like entrusting her entire br*asts to him. With nothing else to do, she let her hands fall to the sides of her thighs. All she had to do was literally to stay still……. Her stomach tingled and the w*tness below seemed endless.

His hands, tongue, and lips were touching, and moving, and his body was so close. He was right there, right in front of her, between her wide-open legs. Her legs and his body with only a thin cloth between them. This made her even more nervous and worried. She wondered if he, with all his senses, would notice the hot w*tness in her underwear.

“…….”

She could smell the scent of milk and w*tness in the air. She tried desperately to think of something else while Dian did his thing in silence. The world around them grew darker and darker as the periods of ejection and non-ejection alternated.

Finally, all contact ceased, and Dian stepped back.

“Thank you, Rienn.”

His voice was low. She nodded wordlessly.

Standing before him, her mind muddled. When she was done dressing herself and she tried to stand up, her legs felt weak. She gripped the armrests, barely supporting herself. Dian followed suit, standing tall and looking down at her.

“Your button is undone here.”

“Oh.”

Whether it had come undone or she had missed it, the front button was open, leaving the front flap open. She hastily buttoned it up with her left hand.

“I’ll go to the bathroom for a moment… then I’ll go to the dining hall.”

Did I say I was going to the bathroom for no reason?

“Sure. Are you hungry? Let’s have dinner.”

“Yeah.”

Turning away from him, she walked out of his bedroom and back to her room. Without thinking, she headed straight to the bathroom attached to her room. After closing the door and lingering for a moment, she stood to the side and lifted the hem of her dress. She pulled the elasticated part of her underwear down on either side and…….

“Sh*t.”

As expected, it was covered in transparent secretions. It was so w*t, it was oozing from the inside and soaking through to the fabric on the outside. Her head was dizzy and throbbing.

“Am I crazy…….”

She pulled off her underwear completely. She dampened a towel and wiped between her thighs, feeling a mixture of complicated emotions. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten so w*t from Dian’s obligatory stimulation…stimulation she had willingly volunteered for…….

She wanted to control herself more, but there was no time for that. She put on a fresh pair of underwear and headed for the dining hall.

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“Did I eat with my mouth or through my nose?”

Dinner time was a struggle. Despite the sumptuous meal in front of them, she had no appetite at all, but she forced herself to eat while conversing with Dian as if nothing had happened just before. They both didn’t mention or hint at the recent act. After finishing dinner, she returned to her room, changed into her pajamas, and got into bed.

“…….”

This time, the healing ritual had an unusually strong aftermath. She still felt the sensations lingering. Her chest was sensitive, and she felt a tingling below. She kept having lewd thoughts, so she glanced at the door involuntarily. The guest room door was firmly closed.

Should I m*sturbate……?

Even though she had no experience with the opposite s*x, it didn’t mean she knew nothing. Naturally, she knew everything there was to know, and when her libido was particularly strong, she even m*sturbated. Come to think of it, she hadn’t m*sturbated once in ten days. It was because she wasn’t in her own home.

She was staying as a guest at Dian’s mansion, someone else’s house, so she didn’t think about it.

But now, her body was tingling with desire, and the urge to m*sturbate was intense. After hesitating for a moment, she quietly covered herself with the blanket. Wriggling under, she lowered the shoulder straps of her pajamas and pulled her arms out. She slid her palm between the fabric of her top underwear and her br*ast.

“Ah…….”

Voluptuous br*asts, moistened with br*ast milk. Her hands were small and her br*asts were large, so she could barely wrap one around the other. She placed her left palm on her right br*ast and cupped it. Her br*asts, which had been hard and full of milk earlier, were now softened by Dian’s suckling. It felt too soft, slippery, and pleasant to touch even by herself. She rubbed her fingers along her n*pples.

“Ha…….”

The spot where Dian had sucked earlier, despite the time that had passed, the n*pple still stood er*ect. They were elongated and red as if their thin skin had been peeled. She pressed and rolled the n*pple between her fingers and palm, feeling the pl*asure spread and her breath growing hotter.

“Feels good…”

Automatically, her right hand slid down. Though her wrist ached, she couldn’t stop. Glancing towards the door, she raised the hem of her pajama skirt. Her bare legs and thighs touched the sheets, and as she raised her hips with her knees bent, she pulled down her underwear, leaving them halfway down her thighs.

“Hmm…….”

Her gaze kept drifting to the door, worried that someone might open it and come in. Whether it was Angela or Dian or anyone else, they would at least knock… 

What if they barged in? Could I handle it nonchalantly? Should I pretend to be asleep under the blanket?

Just m*sturbating in Dian’s mansion itself didn’t sit well with her. It was too close. Just a few steps out of the guest room were his bedroom, and he was there……. Still, her hand dug between her thighs.

“…….”

This area was still w*t. A fleshy, luscious p*ssy…….

She explored both up and down, then spread the flesh sideways and placed her middle finger just below the entrance. She borrowed some of the slickness from the pooled ar*usal and stuck her fingerprints to her cl*t.

She twirled it round in a counterclockwise direction and the pl*asure spread immediately. Her toes curled, and her lower body contracted and expanded involuntarily. With her left hand, she alternately massaged the n*pples of both br*asts, while her right hand vigorously circled her cl*toris.

At the same time, her mind replayed Dian’s mouth and touch. The sensation of his tongue and lips on her n*pple, sucking eagerly. His tongue swirled around her n*pple with every movement of his mouth.

Today, even more so, his hands pinched and squeezed at the 6 and 12 o’clock positions. Occasionally sliding straight down to the center, rubbing against her n*pple.

“Hhhh…….”

Her mind kept reliving the sensations from earlier, but her imagination went beyond them. Even now, she imagined Dian touching and sucking her br*asts, teasing them with both hands.

More actively than in reality, she imagined Dian skillfully caressing her n*pples with his strong hands or sucking them vigorously with his mouth…

“Ah.”

A tingling sensation shot through her chest! Then, an ejection happened. Warm milk soaked her hand and the cloth, quickly becoming a mess inside. As she continued to move her hand in the moist space, ar*usal dripped down below. As she quickly circled her cl*toris, a squelching sound could be heard.

She glanced at the door again. She couldn’t even moan, afraid that someone might hear. Dian’s hearing was extraordinary. Conscious of his presence under the same roof, she struggled to suppress her moans and moved her hands quickly.

Her face heated up, and she felt hot under the covers. Amidst the repetition of movements, the pl*asure steadily rose. Especially when it was intense, her body trembled involuntarily. As her hand sped up, she shamelessly spread her legs, holding her breath. The speed of her hand and the pl*asure escalated in proportion. As she pictured Dian’s face and body vividly in her mind….. the pl*asure soared endlessly until she reached her cl*max.