“Haaah… I feel so refreshed…”
After being invited to Fiana’s house, Shota had enjoyed warm tea, delicious home-cooked food, and taken a bath.
Naturally, he had bathed alone.
He had wanted to bathe together with Fiana so he could enjoy her soft body, but the boy still had enough reason and self-control left to endure bathing by himself.
However, that self-control was now reaching its limit.
(Ugh… My dick won’t stop twitching…)
Several hours had passed since he had sex with Selma in the back alley.
His young, overly energetic balls had already fully replenished their semen and were now demanding release.
On top of that, Fiana — who unconsciously radiated the seductive aura of a young widow — was right next to him.
As a result, Shota’s cock was now fully erect.
It was difficult for him to even hide the tent forming in his pants.
“Is something wrong, Shota-kun?”
Sitting across the living room table from him was the very person responsible for stirring his reproductive instincts.
Fiana had also just finished bathing.
Her body, wrapped in a loose sweater dress, was faintly steaming.
Her long golden hair was tied up, and the nape of her neck — slightly flushed red — looked incredibly sexy.
“N-No… It’s nothing…”
While desperately trying to hide his twitching cock under the table, Shota kept fidgeting restlessly.
If this had been Selma, she would have immediately noticed something was wrong.
However, the person in front of him now was a pure, innocent young widow who had remained faithful to her late husband.
Because of that, she had no idea that his strange behavior was caused by sexual desire, and she kept tilting her head in confusion.
“Hmm… Are you getting sleepy?”
“Y-Yeah… Maybe…”
He wasn’t sleepy at all, but Shota thought it would be better to be alone and frustrated than to stay with Fiana any longer.
Misunderstanding his words as the boy being tired from everything that happened today, Fiana nodded with a convinced expression.
“Is that so?
Then it’s a little early, but shall we go to bed?”
Fiana smiled with the kind of pure kindness that didn’t know how to doubt others.
Shota, still with his cock twitching, asked her a question.
“U-Um… Where should I sleep?”
“Hmm… I don’t have a guest bed, and I can’t let important little Shota-kun sleep on the floor either.
If you don’t mind, would you like to sleep together with me?”
“S-Sleep together with you?”
Could he really control himself if he slept in the same bed as this extremely attractive woman while he was this fully erect?
No.
He definitely couldn’t.
He knew very well how weak his self-control was when it came to his lust, and even Selma had given him permission.
That was exactly why he had been trying to keep his distance from her — but this completely backfired.
“Yes.
Only if you’re okay with it, of course.”
However, Fiana remained completely unaware of the boy’s inner conflict and continued smiling at him with a gentle, motherly expression — without realizing that this single sentence would decide his fate.
“O-Of course I don’t mind!”
“Then it’s decided.
Let’s sleep together then.”
“Ah, um!
You go ahead first, big sis!
I-I’m going to use the toilet first!”
He didn’t actually need to pee.
Shota was just desperately looking for an excuse to separate from her for a moment.
“Is that so?
Then I’ll go ahead and get the bed ready.
The bedroom is on the second floor.
I’ll leave the door open, so you should be able to find it easily.”
“Y-Yeah… Haaah…”
Fiana accepted his excuse without any suspicion and headed upstairs.
Watching her retreating figure, Shota let out a heavy sigh of relief.
Although he felt guilty for lying, he knew that if they walked to the bedroom together, she would definitely notice the tent in his pants.
“W-What should I do…?”
No matter how much he tried to calm himself down, his cock showed no signs of settling.
On the contrary, it was getting even harder, as if demanding that he fuck that female as soon as possible.
“Ugh… If only Selma-san was here…”
While stroking the bracelet on his left wrist with his fingertips, Shota lowered his gaze.
Normally, Selma would lend him her pussy in times like this, but she wasn’t here right now.
She was probably deep inside the underground ruins searching for the missing adventurers and staff.
That meant Shota had no way to release his desires.
If he were an ordinary person, he would either wait for his arousal to settle or shamefully relieve himself somewhere.
However, ever since coming to this world and continuously indulging in Selma — his ultimate personal onahole wife — Shota’s mind had completely forgotten about masturbation as an option.
Of course, a single session of masturbation wouldn’t be nearly enough to calm down this freshly awakened monkey of a boy anyway.
“Shota-kuuun.
I’ve finished getting ready~”
“I-I’m coming!”
Responding to her voice, Shota finally stood up with heavy steps.
“I-I have to endure this…!”
After making a resolve he couldn’t possibly keep, Shota headed upstairs.
Following her instructions, he entered the only open door and stepped into the dark bedroom.
The moment he saw the sight in front of him, he swallowed hard.
“…Gulp”
Inside the small bedroom was a large double bed that looked out of place.
In the center of it, Fiana was lying face down with her long golden hair undone.
Even through her loose sweater dress, the graceful curve of her back, her slim waist, and her sensual bare legs were clearly visible.
Most of all, her large, ultra-childbearing hips looked like they were begging to be fucked.
Faced with the defenseless appearance of a beauty who was in no way inferior to Selma, Shota approached the bed with his lower half greatly swollen, closing the door behind him.
“Ah, you’re here, Shota-kun.”
“Y-Yeah.”
Before Fiana could turn around, Shota quickly climbed onto the bed and pulled the blanket over himself.
Fiana also slipped under the covers beside him.
“Well then, let’s sleep.”
“O-Okay.
P-Please take care of me.”
“Fufu.
You don’t have to be so tense.
I won’t do anything strange.”
Fiana gently patted his back to help ease his tension.
However, for Shota — who had only recently lost his virginity — the warmth of her body, her heartbeat, and the sweet, aching scent of a mature female invading his nostrils were far too stimulating. This chapter is updated first at novelping(.)com.
His cock was already leaking in anticipation.
(Ugh… There’s no way I can sleep like this…)
Blood continued rushing to his penis.
His heartbeat was so loud and painful that it echoed inside his head.
In that state, no matter how tightly he closed his eyes, sleep wouldn’t come.
Shota kept restlessly shifting his body in discomfort.
“Fufu, you don’t have to stay so stiff.
Here, relax, relax.
Squeeze.”
Wanting to help the boy relax, Fiana pressed her body against his back and hugged him tightly from behind.
However, her well-meaning action was far too intense — or rather, extremely intense — for a boy who had only recently lost his virginity.
“Ah… Ahhh… No…!”
“Eh…?”
—Dopyururururururu!
The soft sensation of her body — comparable to Selma’s — transmitted through the blanket, along with the forbidden seductive scent of a young widow.
That alone was enough to make Shota finally release all the semen he had been desperately holding back.
—Dok… Dok… Dokudoku!
Even as he continued ejaculating, Shota trembled and muttered in a daze.
“Ahh… I-I came…”
“Eh?
What?
What do you mean you came?
Did you pee?”
A distinctive, raw smell reached Fiana’s nose as she asked.
It was clearly not urine — it was the scent of a male, something she hadn’t smelled in many years.
“Don’t tell me… You came… semen?”
“Y-Yeah… I-I’m sorry… Sniff…”
“A-Ah… Please don’t cry.
I-It’s okay.
It’s okay.”
Fiana hurriedly tried to comfort the tearful Shota, who couldn’t stop ejaculating.
“I-I’m the one who should apologize.
You’re at that age, after all.
I must have stimulated you too much.”
“U-Uu… Fiana-san…”
“I-It’s okay… This kind of thing happens often with boys your age…!”
Incidentally, Shota was crying because he had wasted the precious semen he had saved up.
However, completely unaware of that, Fiana desperately tried to follow up so that the boy wouldn’t be left with any deep emotional scars.
“F-For now, let’s get you changed!
C-Come on, stand up!”
Urging the slightly tearful Shota, Fiana began removing his pants and underwear.
The moment she did, an even thicker smell of semen spread throughout the bedroom.
(What a strong smell… It’s making my head feel dizzy…)
Inside the marital bedroom where she had once slept only with her husband, the fresh, dense scent of a young male she had just met filled the air.
The amount of semen staining not only his underwear but even his pants was far greater than what her late husband had ever released, and it was thick like jelly.
Faced with such dense, breeding-oriented fluid — as if proving his superior reproductive ability — Fiana unconsciously stopped moving.
(Boys… really release this much…?)
In truth, this was only because Shota possessed abnormally high fertility.
However, a faithful widow who had only ever known her husband had no way of knowing that.
The only thing she understood was that the small boy in front of her was also a male capable of impregnating her.
And if such an impressive male was right in front of her, it went without saying what would happen to a young widow in her prime breeding years who had been starved of men for so long.
(Ah… No… I’m getting wet…)
Realizing her own change, Fiana’s cheeks flushed deeply.
Her body, which she had thought had finished its role after losing her husband and child, was now remembering a long-forgotten arousal because of the sudden appearance of a young male who might be able to impregnate her.
(Ugh… I’m not supposed to be this lewd… Why…?)
Her womb began throbbing sweetly, and love juices started dripping from her pussy.
While desperately trying to suppress her shameful body’s reaction with reason, Fiana clumsily removed Shota’s underwear and pants.
Throughout it all, Shota remained embarrassed but kept his cock fully erect.
(He already came once… but it’s still… so big…)
Fiana’s late husband had been the type to finish after just one ejaculation.
That was why she couldn’t understand how Shota’s penis was still rock hard even after cumming.
The common sense that “men finish after ejaculating once” was crumbling inside her mind.
“U-Um… Is your penis… okay?”
“Y-Yeah… It just still wants to cum more…”
“Y-You can still cum more…?”
At Shota’s words, Fiana unconsciously swallowed.
That instinctive action was proof that her body was already desiring this male.
“Um… If you cum one more time, will you feel better…?”
“…Eh?”
“I mean… If you want… I can use my hand…?”
(Ah, what am I saying…?
B-But I can’t leave trauma in important little Shota-kun’s heart after Selma-san entrusted him to me…)
Her sense of responsibility for being entrusted with the child by Selma.
Her misunderstanding that Shota was probably ignorant about sexual matters.
Her panic and self-blame for making him ejaculate so suddenly.
And above all, the intense sexual desire and craving that was now surging from the depths of her body — something she had never felt before.
All of these emotions mixed together, and the normally chaste widow Fiana ended up making an offer she would never have made under normal circumstances.
(I’m sorry…)
When she caught a glimpse of the ring shining on her left hand, a small pang of guilt stung her heart.
(I’m only helping Shota-kun feel better… After that, it’ll be over.
So please forgive me for now…)
Apologizing to her late husband in her heart, Fiana deliberately looked away from the ring and turned back toward the half-naked boy.
She sat on the bed in a formal kneeling position, facing his exposed cock.
From an outside perspective, her posture looked like that of a female slave about to serve her master.
“W-Well then… I’ll use my hand… okay?”
“O-Okay…”
Fiana hesitantly reached out toward the large, twitching erection in front of her — bigger than anything she had ever seen before.
“Ah… Kuh…”
The moment her fingers touched his thick glans, Shota let out a small moan.
“D-Did that hurt?”
“N-No.
It’s fine… It just felt good.”
“I-Is that so…? This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Then I’ll continue…”
Although she had almost pulled her hand away, Fiana continued the handjob after hearing his words.
(It’s so… hard and hot…)
She gently rubbed his semen-stained glans with her palm.
Using his cum as lubricant, she began stroking his shaft.
As she did, Shota’s breathing gradually grew rougher, and transparent precum began leaking from his tip in addition to the remaining semen.
“Um… Next, I’ll do this side too…”
While gently stroking his glans, Fiana used her other hand to stroke his shaft at the same time.
Even with her awkward movements, his rock-hard cock twitched happily in response to her touch.
“Fiana-san… That feels good…”
“U-Um… Would you prefer it stronger…?”
“It’s okay… It feels good… Ah, right there…”
When she heard the words “right there,” Fiana’s womb throbbed.
The forbidden feeling of giving a handjob to a boy she had only just met inside the bedroom she once shared with her husband made her thoughts slowly grow hazy.
Just from gently caressing his cock from top to bottom with both hands, her body was gradually heating up, and she was becoming less talkative.
Sweet, aching breaths began escaping from her moist lips without her realizing it.
“Shota-kun’s penis… is amazing…”
“Fiana-san… That spot feels good…”
The moment Fiana’s soft fingers traced the underside of his glans, Shota’s hips trembled.
Confirming his reaction, the widow repeatedly stroked that sensitive spot.
“…This part, right?”
“Ah, nn…!
R-Right there… right there…!”
“Yes… I’ll gently… stroke this part for you…”
Following his words, Fiana focused on rubbing his glans with her entire palm while especially targeting the frenulum.
Her gaze remained fixed on his twitching cock, as if she were entranced by it.
(There’s so much precum…)
Transparent fluid continued leaking from his tip nonstop, wetting her palm.
As if being intoxicated by the heat, Fiana began rubbing her thighs together and unconsciously swaying her hips.
(Shota-kun looks like he’s feeling so good… He’s happy because of my service, isn’t he…)
With a gentle, affectionate smile, Fiana looked up at Shota with eyes clouded by lust.
While receiving her clumsy but earnest handjob, the boy kept thrusting his hips pitifully.
Even that somewhat pathetic sight somehow looked very endearing to her.
Feeling a strange sense of pride that she was the one satisfying this male, Fiana devoted herself even more to pleasuring him.
“Stroke stroke… Stroke stroke…”
While jerking his shamelessly erect penis, Fiana’s voice gradually grew sweeter and more heated.
Her eyes were glued to his cock, and her moist lips were slightly parted, as if expecting something.
Of course, her hands never stopped stroking his glans the entire time.
“Kuh, uuu… Fiana-san… It feels… too good…!”
Continuously stimulated at his sensitive tip, Shota’s cock twitched even more violently.
His trembling back clearly showed that he was approaching his limit.
“Shota-kun… You’re about to cum, aren’t you?”
“Y-Yeah…!
I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum…!”
“It’s okay.
You can ejaculate whenever you want.”
“Ahh… Fiana-san… Fiana-san…”
“You don’t have to hold it in.
Just release your white pee into my hand…♥”
To push the boy right to the edge, Fiana increased the speed of her stroking.
The mixture of semen and precum made wet, lewd sounds as she focused especially on rubbing the ridge of his glans.
Then, the moment her fingers slid up and down over his tip several times in a row, Shota’s cock swelled greatly.
“Ah, ahhh… I’m cumming… I’m cumming…!”
—Dopyupyupyupyupyuuuuuuu!
His cock pulsed violently as thick semen erupted powerfully from the tip.
The force was so strong that it not only painted Fiana’s palm white but also shot between her fingers and onto her body.
“Ugh…!
Kuh… It’s still coming out…!”
—Dopyururun!
Bupyuuuu!
Buryun!
“Amazing… Even though it’s your second time… there’s so much…”
While shooting out thick, sticky ropes of semen, Shota trembled violently.
Fiana continued stroking his thick cock, helping him enjoy his orgasm until the very end.
—Dopyun… Dopyu… Pyu…
Eventually, after releasing the last sticky drops, his long ejaculation finally came to an end.
Shota let out ragged breaths while his hips continued to twitch.
“Haa… haa… haaah…”
“Fufu, good work.
You released a lot, didn’t you?”
“Y-Yeah…”
While Shota was still catching his breath, Fiana looked at him with a dreamy expression, her body and hands covered in his semen.
(He really releases this much…)
Letting out a troubled sigh at the heavy feeling of the thick seed covering both of her hands, Fiana directed a heated gaze at him while her large breasts rose and fell.
From an outside perspective, she looked exactly like an aroused female.
“I-I’m sorry… for making a mess…”
“—Eh?
Ah, no.
It’s okay.
Do you feel better now, Shota-kun?”
“Y-Yeah.
I think… I’m okay now.”
“Then I’m glad.
I’ll go get you some clean clothes, so please wait a moment.”
As if trying to shake off the lust still smoldering inside her body, Fiana hurriedly left the bedroom.
(Ahh… I really am wet…)
After closing the bedroom door, Fiana’s face turned bright red all the way to her ears as she felt the shameful wetness between her legs.
There was no longer any way to hide the fact that she was feeling lust.
Her body, which had long forgotten pleasure, was now aching sweetly and painfully for that young male who was still just a boy.
(But… I can’t… I still have a husband…)
Strongly scolding herself, Fiana left the room as if running away.