Chapter 15
A Tale of One Lady and Two Men
Chapter 15
âAngh, ahhâ¦!â
Her waist was moving on its own, her stomach was in knots, and she was closing her legs together unconsciously. Edwin licked and sucked on Nadiaâs nipples to the point that theyâve gotten red, making her tremble and reach a small climaxâshe came in an instant in his arms. Her breasts were glistening with saliva.
He looked at her with half-lidded eyes, then touched her earlobe, caressing the tender flesh gently. Nadia moved to avoid this because it tickled, but all this did was rub her cheek against Edwinâs palm.
It wasnât long until this tickling touch turned into pleasure, and so small moans leaked out of her lips.
âStick out your tongue.â
Her body reacted before her mind could even process it, perhaps mesmerized by his gaze. She gingerly stuck her tongue out a little. He kept whisperingâmore, more, more. How much more did he want? Nadia stuck her tongue out more with a tearful gaze.
She looked up at Edwin, who stared carefully at the tip of her tongue as though it was the most interesting thing. At that moment, she was thinking that she wanted to touch his long, thick golden eyelashes that fluttered as his eyes were half-closed. But then suddenly, her tongue was caught between his lips.
He sucked on her tongue loudly, and it seemed as though he was making that sound on purpose. Nadia blushed instantly, and it was like there was a lightning bolt that ran from the crown of her head and down her spine. Her tongue was caught. She kept losing the strength in her body. No, just when she needed that strength.
She reached out to grab something, anything. She must have held on too tightly because the place her hand left was crumpled. As she stared at his wrinkled clothes with blurry eyes, she murmured, but her pronunciation was unclear because her tongue was still trapped.
âI-Iâm sor, mmph, mmngh⦠Iâm sorry.â
Edwin kissed her repeatedly and briefly asked, âFor what?â
While breathing roughly, he moved his lips down to her chin, and Nadia leaned her head back. She felt his moist lips trail kisses at her throat, and this continued to fuel the heat and redness of her cheeks.
âYour, clo, thes are, hmngh, wrinkledâ¦â
He laughed with a low, devious smile. Right then, he strongly sucked on the tender flesh above her collarbone, and she felt a mild sting because of this.
âSorry? If youâre apologetic, how can you make it up to me?â
âWhat? T-Thatâ¦â
After watching her embarrassed face for a while, he lowered his hand that had previously been on her waist, then he groped her backside.
âShouldnât you be more sorry because that time of the month isnât over yet? What a useless wife you are. Youâre sorry because you wrinkled your husbandâs clothes, but not because you canât give your husband what he desires?â
It was a ridiculous thing to be nitpicking about, but somehow, Nadia couldnât refute him. It was the same thing as her husband saying that it was something he didnât like about her. She didnât know this would happen, but she didnât feel it was unfair.
Nadia just bowed her head and thought of what her husband would make her do under this pretext.
The man, who stared at Nadia for a moment as if to appreciate her unkempt appearance, grabbed her waist and lifted her up. Then, she set her down on the floor.
Her knees hit the floor hard. It didnât hurt because of the thick carpet, but the impact was enough to surprise her. Nadia looked up at Edwin with a puzzled expression, sitting between his legs.
Edwin sighed playfully and took Nadiaâs hand. And he placed it on the bulge on his pants. She was horrified in an instant and tried to pull away, but he wouldnât let go.
âDonât be such a killjoy.â
He urged her. She knew what he wanted, but she pulled away⦠He was enjoying her embarrassment.
What a hateful hobby this was. Even when she thought sheâd prepared herself for it already, she would be shocked by his perverted behavior every time. Nadia hesitated several times and could barely touch his clothes. While fumbling and untying the cords that kept his pants closed, Edwin just looked at her, chin on one hand.
It was a contrast to her flustering over her trembling hands, her face terribly red. It took a long time for her to untie the complicated strings, and she finally stopped moving. She didnât have the courage to continue.
Nadia had never actually looked at a manâs length closely. Even if she already had some experience in that regard, it was never something she had seen before. Even if she had been given the chance to see it up close before, she would have just turned away.
She was hoping that he would act first, but when Edwin continued to be motionless, she felt the urge to cry. Was he truly going to make her do this? Nadia looked up at Edwin, tears in her eyes as she pleaded silently.
He seemed to be enjoying the situation. Then finally, he opened his lips.
âYou canât do it??â
Nadia couldnât reply. She wanted to nod right away, but she recalled what he said earlier, and she wondered if he might make her do something worse if she refused here. As if reading her mind, Edwin asked once again.
âI asked you if you canât.â
She inhaled once, closed her eyes, then nodded.
âAlright.â
She was finally able to breathe properly. Nadia almost burst into tears with relief. She didnât know what came over him, but it was fortunate for her as long as he stopped doing these perverted things.
âIâll help you.â
Even before she could grasp what he meant by this, as Nadia looked up, all she could see was his member. She covered her lips to hold back her scream, and yet she couldnât take her eyes off it. It was too bumpy and vicious looking to be something that was part of a body, and its size was something that she didnât think could possibly enter her.
With an expression full of astonishment, Nadia struggled to look up at Edwinâs face again. The smile on his lips as they made eye contact was more devious than before.
âWhy?â
Nadia, who barely averted her gaze, looked up at him reflexively once more as he asked.
She couldnât think of anything to answer. In her head, all she could think of was his member as it stood there right in front of her. She breathed roughly. Her shoulders went up and down.
âItâs nothing, n-nothing at all.â
Nadia shook her head vigorously, as if she thought that whatâs in her mind was being revealed.
âReally? Thatâs a relief.â
Gently, he stroked Nadiaâs head. It was such a relaxed and calm gesture that it was hard for her to believe that it was the same person. Without knowing what to do, she tried not to look at him again.
But he held Nadiaâs hand once more. Nadia, who realized what he was about to do, struggled to pull away. However, it was an action that was more futile than a childâs rebellion.
Her hard work was useless, and eventually, her hand reached the hot pillar of flesh. It was so thick that just one of her hands couldnât wrap around it completely. Veins rose and twitched over it unevenly, and the throbbing pulse was beating strangely in her palm. Nadia closed her eyes.
If Edwinâs purpose was to bother her, then he was successful. She was so scared and ashamed that she almost cried. The fact that it was daytime and that they werenât even in the bedroom seemed to be of no consequence to him at all.
He seemed like a man who didnât even know what shame was. Unspeakable criticism about him swirled through her mind.â
Edwin led both of Nadiaâs hands over his member and, like a bolt of lightning from the sky, whispered these words.
âLick it.â
Her eyes widened in a flash. What did he mean? Lick where? She denied the obvious even as it went through her mind. No way. No matter how much of a sick pervert he was⦠She couldnât do something like that.
But he remained persistent. Nadia didnât know how to avoid this situation.
In the first place, she wasnât feeling well, thatâs why sheâs been staying in her room to rest all this time. Even if she lied alone and suffered from all that unknown anxiety and guiltâ¦
âStick out your tongue. You did it earlier, didnât you?â
Nadia stared at him. He pretended to be kind and she thought heâd let her go⦠But now, she quickly felt deflated. If she didnât follow him while he was still treating her gently, his attitude might change in an instant. She would need to decide right away. Even for a child whoâs seven years old, the choice was obvious.
She hesitated once more, but Nadia relented and stuck her tongue out. Should she get used to this? But she didnât want to get used to it.
Edwin wasnât as kind as she thought. Nadia quickly blinked so that she wouldnât shed her tears. The act of sticking her tongue out and putting her tongue on his throbbing member was something that she needed courage for.
She was scared because it felt like it was something that wasnât human, this length in front of her, but the skin that touched her tongue was soft and didnât taste disgusting. It was a little strange⦠but it wasnât as terrible as she thought it would be.
Even so, this didnât mean that she was alright with Edwinâs behavior towards her.
Nadia, like a good child, used her tongue and closed her lips over it, licking the tip according to his words. What she thought was already huge enough surprisingly increased in size even more.
He told her to open her mouth wider and put the tip inside her lips, but his size was something that she couldnât put into her mouth, regardless of whether she opened her lips wider or not.
âHow terrible. Itâs like Iâm masturbating on my own.â
Edwin, who was watching Nadia wriggling and licking only the tip of his member, stood up and pulled her body up with him. Nadia stumbled and leaned back on the chair he was sitting in just a second ago.
Then, he calmly told her to gather her breasts together with her own hands. She looked down at the valley in her hands, ashamed for a moment, but then he suddenly pushed his length through the gap between her breasts.
Nadia thought he would lick or suck on her chest again, but with this, she tried to flinch away, but she was blocked by the chairâs backrest.
His length dug between her swollen breasts, and it grew stiffer and stiffer every time he thrusted through her soft flesh carelessly. With one hand on his member as he continued thrusting, his breath grew rougher. The more he did it, the more white, musky fluid leaked onto her chest.
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