Senior, I've Come to Visit - Chapter 27

The position with me lying on top, our upper bodies pressed together.

My large breasts were pressed against his firm pecs, my flesh spreading to the sides, and milk leaked from my nipples. The skin pressed together grew sticky as my milk and his sweat collected between us. With my nipples pressed and rubbed, pleasure spread from there too.

“Nngh, aaah, aaah….”

But the place where the pleasure was strongest was, of course, the friction below.

Nardi was also a wizard and a researcher, but unlike me, he clearly trained his body steadily. With movements closer to a beast than a person, he snapped his hips, picking up speed and driving into me harder and harder. Without getting tired, he pushed me at his top speed and sent me into ecstasy.

Just like this, a little longer, just a little longer….

“…!”

At last, I reached a blinding white climax in his arms.

In that moment when time seemed to stop, my whole body tensed tight, and I felt like I was floating in midair.

The pleasure at its peak rippled through me, dyeing my head and body white. Every cell in my body, every sense, came alive and amplified the pleasure.

Then suddenly, as strength drained from my body, a dizzy sense of falling followed.

As if I had risen high into the air and then suddenly dropped, the pleasure spread in a rush from the point of friction to the tips of my hair, my fingers, my toes. It was like a drop of paint falling onto clear water and bleeding out, or like lights turning on in sequence from deep inside my vagina to the very edges of my body. Overwhelmed by the exploding joy that spread through me, a moan like a sob slipped out.

“Hhic….”

“Shh.”

While soothing me, Nardi snapped his hips violently. His thrusts gained momentum as he rubbed my narrow, deep passage madly, hammering at the end as if pounding it.

Before I knew it, my vagina was trembling and in spasm. Out of my control, it contracted and relaxed two or three times a second in quick, irregular pulses. When I squeezed down hard around the column of flesh joined with me, he let out a rough breath and grabbed my buttocks tightly. Holding me in place so I couldn’t shake, he slammed into me with intense thrusts, then buried his shaft deep and hard as he came.

“Aahk!”

“Haa….”

His shaft twitched and shot out hot fluid. With strong pressure, he released a large amount of liquid to places so deep the tip alone could never reach. Biting down on my inner walls, Nardi pulled his shaft back and drove in again, continuing to release semen and smear it all over my inner walls. The soaked liquid seeped into every corner and, in time with my contractions, was drawn even deeper inside.

“Haa, haa….”

Lying sprawled on top of him, I panted for breath.

My vagina, which had been pulsing like a heartbeat, gradually calmed as the strength and frequency of the contractions faded with time. After the huge wave of pleasure passed, all the strength left my body and a languid heaviness washed over me. Wrapped in the afterglow of climax, I stayed still, without even the strength to move a finger.

Nardi’s thrusts also slowed and then stopped completely. While he simply left his still-thick shaft inside me, I mustered my strength and spoke,

“Put me down….”

“Yes, Eloise.”

He handled my body as easily as if I were a doll. Lifting me up, he pulled out his long shaft, then set me down on the sheet beside him.

I’m so tired….

On instinct, I found a comfortable position and lay on my side. When I lay with my back to Nardi, he came up behind me, wrapped his arms around me, and pressed his body to mine. He rested his chin on top of my head, and his thick arm encircled my chest.

“My precious Eloise.”

What was he suddenly going on about now?

Nardi was really good at saying things out of the blue.

He laughed, and the vibration traveled through his body into mine.

“Isn’t our sexual compatibility really good too?”

“….”

It was a fact I couldn’t deny. I hadn’t even known such a climax existed in this world.

Still, answering like that somehow felt too embarrassing.

“It’s hot….”

“It feels cool because I’m holding you. Your temperature’s gone up a bit right now, but it matches mine perfectly.”

“?”

I’d meant that he should move away.

“It’s cramped….”

“That’s because the bed is small. Still, isn’t it nice that we can sleep with our bodies touching?”

It felt like talking to a wall. I gave up on the conversation and just zoned out, resting. My mind went completely blank, unable to think of anything.

From time to time, my vagina contracted intermittently, and I felt the semen that had been pushed out trickling down. The semen that had filled me to the brim oozed out with each throb and ran down to wet my thighs.

Smooch, smooch-

Nardi kissed the top of my head and idly toyed with the breasts encircled by his arm.

It was a cozy, peaceful moment in its own way. Growing lethargic, I hovered on the verge of sleep.

“It’s still a long way until night….”

Then something heavy pressed against the cleft of my buttocks.

My god, his wet, hot, newly hardened shaft rubbed against my lower back.

“It’s an awkward time to sleep right now. In that sense, how about we do it one more time?”

“Seriously… aren’t you tired?”

It seemed he had as much physical stamina to spare as he had mana.

“Holding back is what’s hard; my body’s totally fine.”

“I’m jealous….”

I thought sluggishly.

I was insanely exhausted, but at the same time, my vagina felt empty. Having lost the shaft that had been buried inside me for so long, it felt hollow and loose, mouthing as if searching for something.

“I can’t move….”

I let my voice trail off, leaving room for interpretation.

“Eloise, you just have to stay still like this.”

“In that case….”

When I gave a faint nod, Nardi slid back inside me at once.

“Mmh….”

After rubbing at my entrance, his shaft pushed in and stretched the passage as wide as it could go. It was a struggle to take, yet I felt a strange sense of security. Lying on our sides with our bodies fit together, he began to thrust again slowly.

Feeling the pleasure start up again, I wondered when I was going to get to sleep tonight.

Could it be some kind of illusory magic?

In the bedroom thick with the smell of sex, Nardi looked down at Eloise, who was sleeping soundly.

After several rounds of sex, she had fallen into a deep sleep, and the sight was like an illusion, a figure that had existed only in his imagination.

Her face, even more youthful in sleep, was lovely.

Her soft platinum-blond hair was spread out naturally, and the lashes of her closed eyes were as long as a doll’s. From her small, straight nose he could feel her even breaths, and her red lips were slightly parted, making him want to kiss them. The cheeks that had flushed rose-red during sex had returned to their original peach-like color.

Looking at her face, asleep and oblivious to the world, his feelings seemed to calm for a moment, but when he looked at her body covered in the traces of sex, they instead surged.

“….”

Nardi stared at Eloise’s naked body as if bewitched.

Her pale, fair body was dazzlingly beautiful and achingly lewd.

Her breasts, rising and falling with her breathing, was plump and temptingly full, and her cherry-blossom-colored nipples and areolas were an incredibly pretty size and shape. At the tips of both nipples, milky drops of milk gathered like rare jewels, then swelled and rolled down.

Past her flat, soft-looking stomach and smooth mound, between her comfortably spread thighs….

He could see her secret place, azalea pink, a shade deeper than her nipples. Within the plump flesh of her labia, petal-like delicate folds had swollen red, and from the slit at their center, milky fluid was seeping out. It was the liquid he had poured into Eloise’s insides in such abundance.

“Haa….”

He couldn’t take his eyes off her, so erotic it made him dizzy. His heart pounded hard, and a dull, aching strength gathered in his lower body. If you looked only at Eloise’s face, she was sleeping so innocently, breathing softly in and out, yet milk was flowing from her nipples and semen was coming out of her vaginal opening. Seeing milky fluid spill from the prettily colored pink slit made the blood rush downward.

More than anything, Eloise, who had always felt as if she were wrapped in a thin layer of protective barrier, had fallen asleep completely defenseless and naked in front of him. The woman who had always felt mysterious was now within his reach.

He first came to know Eloise at a gathering of wizards.

Those who had the overlap of being both nobles and wizards held regular gatherings even before enrolling at the academy. At those meetings, where they trained together or hunted magical beasts and built friendships, Nardi listened to stories about people older than him who had entered the academy ahead of him.