81st Episode
Descendant of Pluto
“Ugh, ugh… Wh-what is this…?”
Luna shivered as if greatly flustered.
Perhaps it was because the unfamiliar sensation of something hot brushing against her sticky, wet soles felt peculiar?
Of course, it was also my first time engaging in such piston-like actions with another person’s feet. It somehow fills me with joy to share this first experience with Luna.
The warmth, softness, and tenderness, as well as the complex sensations that my limited vocabulary cannot adequately describe, wrapped around my member, sending shivers down my spine.
I wonder what would happen if I move a little?
Swoosh—
Gurgle, gurgle, squelch.
Holding Luna’s foot firmly with both hands, I moved my waist back and forth. The sticky liquid caused a strangely lewd and obscene sound.
“Hmm… It’s, it’s ticklish! Huh!”
It seems Luna still feels ticklish, as she occasionally bursts into innocent laughter. Although it is said that the foot can be an erogenous zone, is using an object to rub it like this a different matter?
I don’t know.
Still, considering such thoughts makes it difficult for me to focus on anything besides my rhythmic movements. It feels so good that my mind seems to spark with electric current.
Lowering my head slightly, I looked at Luna lying on the floor. Her legs spread wide, revealing her thin cloth and the insides of her thighs—it was quite a delightful sight.
Sleek, swoosh, gurgle, squelch.
While enjoying the friction by interspersing my fingers between Luna’s soft toes, suddenly,
“Ugh, ugh…”
Not just ticklishness, but gradually, warm breath began to escape Luna’s lips.
Her face and the white areas of her skin become increasingly flushed and flustered. Could Luna be feeling something from this act?
The fact that Luna is feeling something feels even better than my own sense of satisfaction, giving me a certain feeling of fulfillment that makes my actions all the more thoughtful.
“…Alright, I’ll take your clothes off. We wouldn’t want them to get dirty with semen.”
“Hhnnn…”
Although Luna seemed embarrassed and unsure of what to do after hearing my words, her heated and willing body made it hard for her to resist my touch, leaving her to quietly submit to my hands.
Slick.
Soon, her snow-white n*ked body, soft curves appeared. Though not large, but by no means small, her appropriately plump br*asts.
Pop.
Even without touching them, her pink nipples and areola were already stiff. My eyes then moved past her slim waist and broad hips.
They finally landed on her slightly parted thighs and the pink pubic hair between them. Below, there was a barely visible but definitely wet entrance.
Slurp.
I slowly spread her tightly sealed vulva with my fingers.
“It—it shouldn’t be open…”
In response, Luna raised both of her arms to her face, covering her embarrassed expression trembling with shame.
It seems that Luna still hasn’t gotten used to this act even though I’ve done it a couple of times.
Indeed, even I haven’t grown accustomed to this adorable and vibrant pink form. Every time, it feels fresh and exciting.
I gave up on rubbing the object against her foot and buried my face between Luna’s thighs. I tenderly licked her clitoris, which was covered by her thin labia.
Slap, slap.
“Aah… You, you haven’t even washed….”
Luna used one hand to push my head away, exerting force on my forehead. Luna has a rather meticulous and clean personality, so she seemed to resist presenting her sweaty lower half to me after just returning from a job.
Smell, smell.
However, I loved Luna’s scent. It makes every part of me—from the tip to the root—tingle as if electrified.
I almost wish her scent were a bit stronger. Maybe next time, I should prevent her from washing. I already can’t wait to see how flustered she’ll be, trembling with embarrassment.
Slurp, slurp. Slurp.
“Aahhh, uh… Hmm…”
Slowly, I licked every part of Luna’s labia, clitoris, and vaginal opening.
Each time my tongue delicately entered the opened vaginal opening, Luna reacted with a start, her response both adorable and exciting.
What would Luna’s reaction be if I inserted my member inside her? Our first time was both our first experience, and Luna was in so much pain that I lost focus.
Now, I have confidence that I can do better this time—it’s a real shame.
Still, just being able to touch Luna’s v*gina feels incredible.
Luna is an incredibly beautiful girl. Just speaking to her would make anyone feel tense, and her distinct pink hair draws unnecessary attention.
There is no man who dislikes such an exotic and beautiful woman.
Even today, while making marks at the eastern residence, two men approached Luna and tried talking to her.
They all wore spotless clothes, neatly styled hair, and had a clean-cut appearance; they were probably high-ranking adventurers or the sons of nobles.
Despite my presence, they were still confident enough to show interest in Luna.
Do they not even care about me? Maybe they think I am her servant or slave? Samarian slaves are famous after all.
In reality, even I know that Luna and I don’t particularly match in terms of appearance.
Moreover, when compared on other grounds, Luna owns much land back in her hometown, and she is also the daughter of a tremendous being.
What about me?
I’m just an outsider, what do I have? Honestly, I have nothing. Reflecting, I sometimes feel inadequate compared to Luna.
But in the end, it’s me who has my face buried between Luna’s legs.
Slurp, slurp.
The reality fills me with pride and boosts my self-esteem as a man. Luna must belong to me alone.
My mind is filled with thoughts of inserting my member into her pleasant v*gina, reaching climax, and impregnating her with my child.
Thrust, thrust. Slap.
“Huuuh, aaaah…!”
Luna, curling her toes and squeezing her thighs around my head, enveloping it in her soft flesh so that I couldn’t separate from her vulva.
“Ah, hh, Hassan…!”
The increasing coarseness of Luna’s breathing could be felt clearly. The narrow opening was now streaming with vaginal fluid, soaking her buttocks.
Sweat was forming all over Luna’s body, emitting a viscous and strong scent of femininity. I concentrated on licking her vulva, particularly the vaginal opening.
The sense of her still intact hymen was tangible as I gently inserted my tongue, making Luna start to tremble violently.
“Aaah, uh… Aaaah, hmm, uh, hmm! Aaaah!”
Taking her groans and arousal as a side dish, I vigorously stroked my already hard member.
“T-that’s enough… Huh… My back might break aaaah…”
Though I know little about women, I could tell that Luna was reaching her climax.
If I continue like last time, I might end up embarrassing myself on the deerskin again. Last time, Luna was very upset.
So, I detached from between Luna’s legs and, sticking to my original plan, rubbed my member between her soft feet.
“Aaah, hmm, uh… Heh….”
Gurgle, gurgle. Squelch.
With her toes curled tightly, the pressure on my member between her feet seemed stronger.
Already, I was nearing climax from the arousal and m*sturbation. I couldn’t hold back my heated body any longer and ejaculated into the space between her soft feet and toes.
Plop, plop.
“Hot, too hot aaah! Haaaahh…!”
Her heated foot was glowing pink, and the semen spilled between them made it look as though sauce were poured over it, whitening it.
Perhaps startled by the heat, Luna curled her body like a shrimp, starting to shiver intensely.
“Ugh, aaah… Aaaah!”
Did Luna reach her climax from me massaging her foot?
It occurred to me that, unlike men who focus on one erogenous zone, an excited woman can feel heightened sensations from touch anywhere on her body.
“Hmmm, hahh…”
After about a minute of trembling, Luna finally collapsed on the carpet, as if her energy was completely drained.
Although her thighs were slick and shiny with vaginal fluid, it seemed she hadn’t wet herself this time.
“Hmmm…”
“Are you alright?”
“Uh, yes….”
In response, Luna seemed extremely embarrassed, clutching and pulling the carpet over her chest and face.
Her bashful appearance warmed my heart, and I gently laid her down before pressing and massaging her lower back, hips, and shoulders to ease her tense muscles.
“Huh, it feels so good…”
At first, Luna was tense, but gradually she relaxed like a wet cat lying on the heated floor.
“The way my body is relaxing, it’s starting to feel addictive…”
By relaxing her tight buttocks, which were strained all day from walking and the climax, Luna shivered again.
Of course, looking at her sticky buttocks and the slightly revealed vulva made my member harden once more.
“Huuuum, feels sooo good…”
But, hearing Luna’s voice relax her exhaustion, I felt a sense of guilt and decided to save the “special” treatment for later.
“Hmm, hmm.”
Why does massaging seem to make her happier than licking her? Is it just me?
Later, claiming the lateness of the hour, Luna invited me to spend the night in her cottage again.
There were cultists wandering the streets, and in this slum area, one never knows what might jump out unexpectedly. It seemed that Luna was scared to sleep alone.
Although it was pitiful to see Luna’s fear, it made me happy to be able to spend the night with her.
Even just sharing the same blanket and sleeping with our arms occasionally touching would make my heart feel warm, and I was sure I would have good dreams.
*
I had a truly terrifying nightmare.
A giant rabbit, several times larger than my body, sat on my chest and stomach, causing me to suffocate and d*e from being unable to breathe.
A dream with a rabbit? What does it mean? If only my father were here to interpret it for me. Should I buy lottery tickets? Does this world even have something similar to a lottery?
While contemplating this and trying to fall back asleep,
Heavy.
Still drowsy from the dream, I felt an immense weight pressing down on my chest and stomach.
Surprised, I slightly opened my eyes—and was about to scream.
It turned out that Luna was lying on top of me, her face close to mine, gazing down at me with wide, staring eyes.
What is happening here? Is this sleepwalking or something? Honestly, it was both shocking and a little frightening.
“Luna, what are you doing?”
“…”
Luna didn’t say a word, merely sliding back down beside me and quickly falling back asleep with a soft breathing sound.
What was that all about?
Perhaps because of all the recent hard work, Luna has developed sleepwalking? I check her wrist.
“Name: Luna Noxdotty Level 11
Strength: 3
Agility: 6
Health: 2
Disposition: Loves to struggle》 Prefers lewd things》 Nocturnal tendencies》
Status: Nox’s Curse》 Erebore’s Curse》”
There didn’t seem to be anything in her disposition linked to sleepwalking. I didn’t even understand exactly what “Nox’s Curse” and “Erebore’s Curse” were.
Since those two didn’t float with any red marks, I also didn’t know where to touch to help.
What is this?
Maybe her mind is frazzled from everything she has to deal with, including the store opening preparations and adventurer duties. Thinking about it made me feel a bit sorry for her.
The next morning.
“Amazingly refreshed! My body feels full of energy!”
Luna was starting her morning with her usual vitality, whereas my body, perhaps due to various fatigue, felt heavy and sluggish.
Am I normally weak in the mornings? I thought I had stamina. It could be that my body is reacting to all the recent stress.
“Hotan, why do you seem so lethargic?”
“I’m not sure. By the way, Luna, do you remember climbing onto my stomach last night?”
When I asked if Luna remembered the previous night, she merely stared at me with wide eyes, seemingly asking, “What are you talking about?”
“What did I do?”
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