Senior, I've Come to Visit - Side Story 5

I matched the vertical slit to the tall, straight bridge of his nose and rubbed my clitoris against it as if it were made for that purpose. Slurp, chwp- At the same time, he shallowly pushed his tongue into my entrance and sucked up the liquid pooled inside. His tongue was soft yet firm, as if it had a spine of its own, and he dug into me and stirred. The strange, overwhelming pleasure made me move wildly as I bounced on top of him.

Puck, puck, puck, puck-

Hearing the sound from behind, I strained to look over my shoulder. At some point, Nardi had brought one hand behind him and was pumping his erect shaft. That massive length couldn’t even be covered by his huge hand, a pillar so thick and enormous it bordered on absurd. From the high crown downward, it grew even thicker toward the base, a long tower with thick veins bulging like vines winding around it.

Just seeing it made the deepest part of the path inside me tingle, itch, and clench restlessly. Wanting to relieve that itch, I moved my hips more roughly and wildly.

“Aaah, aaah, aaah, ngh…!”

Then I suddenly jerked upright and dropped backward, landing on his chest as if falling onto him.

I did it because I was afraid he couldn’t breathe, and because the itch didn’t go away and I wanted to switch to the pillar behind me.

“Haa, haa….”

Panting hard, I looked at his face.

My god. Even though he’d eaten plenty, it must not have been enough. His neat face, his nose and the corners of his mouth were completely covered in my love juices.

“…Are you okay?”

“It’s sweet. Why did you get off?”

“….”

Why did it feel like he was teasing me on purpose?

I pouted as I looked down at his face. I didn’t even know what to do about all that fluid, and the situation left me close to tears, but he looked completely unfazed. He even stuck out his tongue and licked the love juice from his lips.

“Ugh, don’t do that…!”

“Hahaha.”

Nardi seemed to find it amusing whenever I reacted in disgust.

“Sit. I’m putting it in.”

“Gladly.”

After catching my breath, I awkwardly stood and moved backward.

I stepped beside his waist, then slowly lowered my perineum over the vertical, rigid pillar. Thump- The thick head bumped my wet flesh, and I tried to align myself exactly in the center to make insertion even a little easier. Positioning my tight entrance above the massive head, I lowered myself. As if following a natural rule, Nardi grabbed his shaft and angled it slightly, spreading the opening for me.

“Hhh….”

Matching our breathing, he tried to help as I pushed myself down, so slowly it felt like time had stopped.

Squelch- I barely managed to force the head inside, and from there I could do it by myself. Inch by inch, I sank down, the pillar stretching my walls wide as it filled me. As my passage expanded and grew full around him, I immediately felt stuffed, like I’d overeaten.

The deepest part of me had been itching the whole time, so I rode his long pillar all the way down and tried to take him deep from the start. When the head pushed and scraped that itchy spot, a relieving shock tore through me hard enough to bring tears.

“Haa….”

“Haa….”

When I pushed him in as deep as my body allowed, we both exhaled at the same moment.

He was so deep the tip pressed upward at the very end of the passage, sending a cool shiver straight through my chest. I grimaced and tried to adjust for a moment, but I didn’t want the flow to stop, so I soon began moving again.

Just like when I’d been bouncing on his face earlier, I bobbed up and down, but the sensation was entirely different with his massive pillar inside me. As I moved my hips back and forth, every direction of my inner walls was pressed, especially the front and back, alternating with firm pressure that spread pleasure through me. When I circled my hips slowly, every part of my passage was pressed in sequence.

“Aaah….”

Addicted to the pleasure, I twisted my waist and moved in every direction. I pushed and pulled back and forth, grinding. My inner walls and his pillar stuck tightly as the force followed the exact direction I intended, and the tip and my cervix met high inside, continuing to send that strange, chilling pleasure through me. Like rain falling into the sea, the pleasure created by my movements poured down upon the pleasure already spread beneath it.

“Ha… why is this so erotic?”

“Huh, huh?”

Nardi lay comfortably, but his face didn’t look comfortable at all. He wore an expression twisted from pleasure as he shoved his hair back roughly.

“We need to fix this drinking habit of yours, Eloise. The moment you drink, you get way too erotic. It’s a problem.”

It was true. I wasn’t exactly restrained normally, but when I got drunk, I became even more forward.

“That’s why, mm, I promised I’d only drink when we’re together, hngh….”

“When I’m out on a subjugation mission, what’ll you do if someone invites you for drinks? How will you refuse?”

I wanted to focus on grinding, but Nardi kept talking. I kept my movements simple, but the pleasure didn’t lessen at all as I pumped my hips back and forth.

“Mm….”

Earlier, I’d only pretended there might be times I’d drink just to tease him. But honestly, the chances were almost zero. Team dinners happened maybe once a year, at the end of the year, and drinking with Lupina and Mireille wasn’t anything to worry about. I didn’t have many people I was close to….

“I’ll say I’m not feeling well, ngh, and refuse.”

“And if they say, let’s meet again in two or three days once you’re feeling better?”

Ah, seriously….

“…You know almost no one ever asks me out to eat or drink.”

“That’s because I guard you like a fortress. There are probably plenty of people waiting for the moment I leave for subjugation.”

“Not at all….”

When Nardi had gone on subjugation before, not a single person approached me like that.

Such pointless worries….

I barely even had social skills, yet he somehow believed I was popular.

“And, hng, I’m not that drunk. I mean, I’m drunk, but not to the point I can’t tell people apart.”

“Really?”

“I’m like this because it’s you. I can see your whole face, so what….”

“That’s right, you only act erotic for me….”

Nardi looked touched again. I was simply choosing where to lie down depending on the place. Doing this with anyone else would mean I’d lost my mind.

“Goodness, baby. You drink and say so many cute things….”

“…Don’t call me baby.”

We were having sex, what baby?

He wrapped his arms around my chest, then my stomach, caressing and patting it.

“Your belly sticks out like this. It’s so adorable.”

“….”

I paused for a moment, then started moving my hips forward and back again.

“You need to gain more.”

He said it firmly, without hesitation.

So I really did gain weight.

“Are you planning to turn me into a pig, hah?”

“If I could, I’d love to. I wish you’d get chubbier. Every time I fatten you up, you lose it all again after just one subjugation, and it breaks my heart.”

“If I gain weight, what’s so good about it?”

“Everything. You’re cute when you’re plump, you’re soft and nice to hold, and above all, I worry when you’re too thin.”

How strange….

Just like he said, when he stayed by my side, I gained a little weight, and when he went on subjugation, it all disappeared. Both states were perfectly healthy, but for some reason, he worried whenever I returned to my usual weight. Right now, I’d put on a bit more, so to reassure him, I stuck out my belly proudly and patted it twice.

“Don’t worry, it’s full and round.”

“Hahaha, your belly really is sticking out like a baby’s. Round and full.”

“….”