91. Release the Son
“Let’s continue.”
I touched Shiro’s body again.
So that I could understand the wisdom of the elf women God created.
Staying dressed until the end would have been interesting, but thinking about what came next, it would be better for Shiro to undress first. I urged her to take it off.
Shiro nodded without hesitation and slowly removed her dress right in front of me.
After losing her dress, Shiro was left only with the white string panties I had chosen.
Instead of hiding her nipples with her arms, she clasped her hands under her breasts and lifted them up, clearly showing me her chest.
This is good, right?
That action was exactly what I wanted.
Using her greatest weapon, there was nothing wrong with it.
“May I lie down on the bed?”
“Yes…”
Shiro lay on her back, propping herself up with her own back on the bed. Even if I did nothing else, it would have been fine, but I added one more suggestion.
“Put your arms above your head. Can you grab my other wrist with one hand if possible?”
“Like this?”
Following my instruction, Shiro raised both hands above her head and held my left wrist with her right hand.
The two massive breasts, freed from the enclosure of her arms, naturally hung downward toward the bed under gravity. Yet, because of her youth or the elasticity of elf skin, they still kept a certain shape.
Her arms were fixed above her head, and the only thing she wore was the white string panties. Her breasts were shamelessly exposed, and the milk that had spurted earlier was still visible.
Her legs, reaching out toward me, were neither too spread nor too closed, but posed in a way that clearly challenged me.
I didn’t know if it was natural talent or experience-based strategy, but my instinct was screaming that I wanted to break Shiro apart right now.
As if she were a captured elf, Shiro gazed at me and waited. Without saying a word, I firmly kneaded her breasts in a completely different way from before.
“Nn!♡♡ H-Hard…! I-It feels… good♡♡ Aaaan!!”
I rubbed, rubbed, and rubbed harder.
I shook them, shook them, and shook them until they hurt.
I pinched, flicked, and licked until I couldn’t stop.
Even though I had been watching her weak points with the visible-weakness magic, I wasn’t thinking about Shiro at all. I just wanted to do whatever I liked with her breasts.
It was self-satisfaction, but every time I rubbed her breasts, milk spurted out. Every time I shook them, milk poured down. Every time I stimulated her nipples, the stimulation increased the amount of milk.
The taste of the breast milk I had licked from her nipples was faintly sweet and warm. It felt almost like warm milk mixed with a tiny bit of sugar.
“D-Do it that much…♡ If you stimulate them together…! I’ll go crazy!!♡♡”
I wasn’t satisfied with just one action. While kneading her breasts, I rolled her nipples on the other side and stimulated the nipple of the second breast with my fingers, accelerating the spray of her milk.
From both nipples, powerful jets of milk flew out. The white milk splashed onto my mouth and left hand.
I felt like I could keep doing this forever. That was how I felt inside my heart. But my son had reached his limit.
Don’t only enjoy yourself forever.
As if he were speaking, he pushed up my pants hard, demanding that I give him the same pleasure.
“…Shiro-san, soon…”
I finally left her breasts, lowered my pants and underwear, and there it was — my huge son, Takuma.
Usually the head of my son was hidden, but now that he was in full battle mode, he thrust his head out and proudly showed his existence to Shiro.
It wasn’t especially large or especially small. It was average. Well, almost average.
However, there was one thing I was a little proud of — the shape of my son’s head.
It had the kind of shape known as “kurataka” (mushroom head).
I had never compared it with anyone else’s. I just felt that the head was bigger and more protruding than other men’s.
Because of that, there was no definite proof that it was kurataka. But perhaps I could prove it during this erotic act.
I deliberately thrust my hips forward, showing my son to Shiro.
If I did that, Shiro would have to say something.
After staring at my son, Shiro spoke one word.
“…You have a wonderful thing there…”
The words Shiro had said sounded like both praise and flattery.
If that was the case, I would simply try it and see her reaction.
I reached out with my hand and touched her most private place.
It was already soaked. Even through the string panties, I could tell she was more than ready.
“Shiro-san… is this okay…?”
It sounded like a virgin’s line, but I wanted her to forgive me. After all, this was my first time. Even if she was already wet, I had no guarantee that it would be all right. Even if I did, I wouldn’t know.
Whether it was cool or cowardly, I had no choice but to confirm.
“Go ahead whenever you’re ready──”
With Shiro’s permission, I inserted my son into her without any foreplay whatsoever.
