Chapter 200 - Marmie and the Continuation of a Long Night (Marmie☆)
The lake visible through the window was shrouded in silence. In the center, it reflected the light of the moon like white drops, but it lacked the brightness of the fireflies that had danced there earlier, and was dyed in the darkness of the night. We had returned to the room in the castle. I pressed my left shoulder, which had been pierced by a monster's spear, but the intense pain I felt during the battle was gone. The power of the church's miracles was overwhelming. Marmie, who had been gazing at the scenery from the window sill, turned her gaze back to me as if she had grown tired of it. This room is still too large for the two of us to spend time together. Her silver hair slipped down her shoulder, shimmering in the moonlight. It seemed that her long, pointed ears twitched in response. The white dress she wore was made of high-quality fabric and changed from red to silver as it swayed. Flourishes of flower patterns were embroidered on the hem. The flared silhouette from her chest to just above the knee, with slight bulges in her chest and bottom, emphasized her girlishness. And from the dress stretched slender white arms and legs. As I approached, she raised her face to look at me. Her eyes were the same silver as her hair, with a faint bluish-green light at the center. Her translucent white skin, her modestly high nose, and her thin, cherry-colored lips were tightly closed. I gently placed my hand on her cheek.
…"Are you going to lose your virginity now?"
She, too, gently touched my cheek with her hand. I could feel the touch of her cool fingers through my skin.
"Why are you phrasing it as a question?"
"…It doesn't really feel real. What will change? Will I become like Mother?"
"Having sex doesn't change anything. Look at Fam and Mizuki. They're still kids. Maira is an adult, but she looks like the most childish of all."
"…What about Cecily?"
"That's not something I did."
Marmie's eyes widened slightly.
"…What about Aira?"
"Y-yeah, that's right. But when I think about it, Aira is the most sentimental or acts the most like an adult. Maybe accumulating experience is necessary."
"…How many times has Aira done it?"
"Guh, I don't know. I don't want to imagine it."
"…I'll ask Aira next time, how many times she's done it with whom and which one was the best. Mash wants to know, right?"
"Hey, stop it. There might be kids who would cry if they heard you ask that!"
As I replied, she slightly averted her eyes and sighed softly.
"…When I look into your eyes like this with Mash, I feel like my breath is taken away."
As she said that, she closed her eyes and pouted slightly. I touched her lips to the tip of mine. My brain almost melted at its softness. I raked back her disheveled hair and held her chin.
"…Why? Why are you doing this so violently?"
"You took off your clothes without a problem last time, didn't you?"
"…That's because it was Mizuki last time. I've never really been naked in front of a man before."
"Didn't you say you went to Wake and got him to hold you?"
"…I didn't understand the meaning of sex at that time. Now, I,"
I interrupted Marmie and, picking her up, carried her to the bed and tossed her onto it. She looked like she wanted to escape, but I pinned her down. After resisting for a while, she gave up and stopped struggling. I took her arms off me and she started trying to escape the bed. I pinned her down again. I removed the dress and bra tangled on her arms. The pad inside had fallen out, and the bra tangled with her dress. The small protuberance on the delicate skin and the tiny buds clinging to them were visible. She immediately covered them with her arms.
"…Why?"
"Don't try to deceive me. It's okay if they're not there. In fact, it turns me on more. Besides, it doesn't change much with the pads in."
"…Ugh, stop it, stop it, stop it! I hate you, Mash!"
"You didn't care when Mizuki did it! You were taking them off yourself!"
"…Don't keep asking me the same thing! It's okay for Mizuki to see! I hate you!"
Marmie tried to escape from the bed while hiding her chest. I pinned her down to keep her from escaping. After resisting for a while, she gave up and relinquished her power. She was holding her arms out to my member. Small, slender fingers. They touched my thing. It was already hard and erect, and pre-ejaculatory fluid was leaking from the tip. At first, she tentatively touched the tip, and then gripped the shaft tightly.
"…Is it going to get any bigger?"
"N-no, this is the limit."
When I answered, she sighed in relief.
"…Good. If it got any bigger, I don't think it would fit. I once saw something even bigger with Patricia, and"
I kissed her to stop her from saying anything more.
"…Mash is also worried about the size."
"Shut up. One day, I'll get three times this big and make you Ahegao Double Peace and completely defile you! I'll take pictures of you with tears, snot, and drool running down your face and disillusion Patricia!"
"…I don't understand what you're talking about halfway through. More importantly, I heard that rubbing this would feel good. Teach me how to do it."
She seemed to have changed to a more proactive attitude like last time. Her curiosity was suppressing her shame. She lightly gripped my shaft and moved it up and down. The stimulation of her touching me and the tightness of the grip made me want to ejaculate.
"Who taught you this?"
"…There's a teacher who teaches about sex. I took it with Patricia."
"D-did that person... did they demonstrate on Patricia?"
"…No. The teacher is female."
I remembered that Marianne also said something similar. In a sense, leaving descendants is their highest priority, so such classes are essential.
"It's okay to be a little tighter. Start slowly and gradually get faster."
I helped her hands, teaching her the amount of force and the spots that felt good. It was like doing masturbation in her hands. In this state, only I will ejaculate. So, I laid her on her side, mimicking 69, and began touching her genitals.
It was tight as always. When I opened it with my fingers, love juice dripped down. I scooped it up and stretched it into her slit. Love juice overflowed endlessly from her vagina. I also stretched it out and smeared it on her slit.
"Hm, hmmm, aah, aahh..."
Her moans were accompanied by her butt twitching into my head. So I smeared the love juice on her anus, and she let out a particularly loud moan. And then, I went back to her slit, peeled back the skin covering her clitoris, and licked the small protuberance with my tongue. It tasted slightly sour.
"Kyaaah…"
Her thighs clamped down on my head violently. Her slim legs had some soft meat on them. As expected, it was cool and comfortable. I tasted the growing hardness intently, and I rubbed my finger in the shallow part of her vagina.
"Aah, Mash, it's going to change, it's going to feel strange."
Her grip also moved, resisting and somewhat enjoying the assaulting pleasure, she moved her grip. Her mouth also enclosed my shaft and her tongue was dancing on my tip. The stimulation she offered made my back bone shock. I licked and tasted her labia, the flesh as soft as her cheek, while constantly rubbing her lewd spot. It was already wet with her juices. Her body was flushed as if her white flesh had heated up. Her vagina was tight and didn't want to let me slide in smoothly. My body was soon burning with ejaculation.
"Aah, aahh, aahh…"
Marmie groaned like she was drowning in pleasure, her eyes tightly closed and clinging to me. It seemed she enjoyed my attack. Her vagina tightened more, clinging mijn the walls of her cooch, stimulating me to ejaculate. The sensations we were both offering were causing so muc pleasure. It seemed that suppressing her climax was now her problem. As I stimulated her lewd spot, she was stimulating my tip like she wanted me to cum.
"Aah, aahh, aahh…"
Marmie arched her body back, groaning as she felt overwhelmed by her climax, I saw her lips and tried to kiss them.
"…Mash, will you always love me?"
Her eyes seemed to be trying to see deeper, like they were staring at my soul.
"Moe, I love you. So, I want you to always love me too."
"Even if you disappear, I think I'll always hold onto that phrase."
Marmie closed her eyes. And her arms wrapped around my back. I hugged her back and kissed her. And I frowned slightly.
"…Even so, my love juice doesn't taste very good."
"Yours just got on my face. I didn't drink it."
"…When I first tasted it, it went into my mouth."
"That's the taste of an adult."
She opened her eyes and looked at me.
"…But, would it be a lie to say that I'm getting addicted?"
We kissed again.
"…Mash, I get so excited that my head goes blank. Please take my virginity."
She wriggled her hips seductively. I buried my penis deep within her body as I made eye contact. I continued passionately kissing her and managed a steady rhythm. Her vagina which just before was clutching my hard shaft now had fluids making it slippery. But that added more sensations to the walls of her cooch touching mijn shaft. It was overwhelming with the feelings. I focused on filling my hole inside her and continued the rhythm, supporting myself on my arms so she could feel me laying on top of her. Marmie looked up into my eyes as I stroked her body and we kept going. She let out her final attempt to keep herself together as our bodies coupled forcefully. It seemed like time had paused for a moment. My sperm flowed into her, while she held me and trembled with joy, a tear escaped her eye and landed onوني ölüm Stitch Will redo.Duri white dni wonder She etched her nails on my back showing her pleasure while calling my name. I went quicker pounding her hole as forceful as I could and she loved it taking every inch of me and bouncing and moving along every stroke hitting every spot building up anticipation for both of us. As my last shot went in she came for maybeyandy pleasure.parts , body began to tremble violently. I felt my member was still hard, and she wriggled some more not wanting it to end. I could still feel myself inside of her. I stayed there untop of her for quite sometime my embrace on her did not end she was mine now.
She asked if I was done, my lips touched hers as I looked at her face which held a slight sign of drowsiness. I kissed her softly looking forward to seeing what she would be like with long hair, a mother figure. I looked forward to living with her. I wanted to drink this taste as forever memory of her in raw juices.
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