CH 127

"Hey dear, can you touch my body...?"

At night, in our bedroom, Maia's bold country lady face loomed over me, her eyes wide and moist. Her flaxen hair was braided. Her nightgown is stretched to accommodate breasts large enough to nourish Desmond-sama's illegitimate baby, as well as her wide, healthy hips, enough to birth a child. But...

How did it come to this? 

I don't know. 

As I entered the bedroom, though, Maia's cheeks were unusually red and her breathing was labored. Her shoulders heaved as she exhaled heavily. So I went over to Maia's side and rubbed her back.

"Are you not feeling well? Remember, you're carrying Desmond-sama's precious offspring."

I patted her back.

"Hiiia!　No! I was in the middle of something! No, you can't touch me with your hands!"

"Huh? What's with that strange voice..."

I stroked Maia's back. I had never done something like this before, so I didn't know how much pressure to use, but I tried to be gentle as much as possible...

"Ku... Ah... Ahh... Your hands, touches I've never experienced before... Fuu... rough hands, I want you to make me..."

"W-what, if there's something you want me to do, just tell me, if I can do it..."

As I said that, I found myself gasping at the look in Maia's eyes.

――What's with that misty look in your eyes? I've never seen your face like that before.

Maia put her hand on my chest, and I, too, fell on the bed under the pressure of this strangely powerful woman in a strange atmosphere.

Rustling, Maia's fingers stroked my chest.

"Hey, will you rub my chest for me?" Maia's eyes moistened.

"Why?" Are you a bear?

"...you said anything. No?"

―― This woman wasn't supposed to make such a spoiled face... And why is she showing her chest like that...

As I was thinking, I suddenly realized.

―― It must be Lord Desmond's doing.

After all, Desmond-sama had seen Maia's breasts before. When Maia said, "Do you want to touch them?" I was so scared that my heart almost stopped, but Lord Desmond was a generous man and let it slide. He must have been thinking about whether Maia had enough milk to raise children, as he was always concerned about his people.

How considerate he was to his people! other women in the town have felt Lord Desmond's gaze on their breasts as well, and it's become a common topic in the tavern.

And recently, it seems that Desmond-sama not only likes to look at breasts but also has a genuine love for them... Truly a guardian deity. It seems that he genuinely cares for them, not just out of consideration. The topic of which woman's breasts he likes the most has become the recent talk among the women in town.

So I started giving my daughter Hannah milk to drink. Of course, Hannah is very enthusiastic about it. If he likes her milk, he might even be willing to give her his seed until she is impregnated.

That's something that anyone thinks about in any household - even though this place has become a territory, the village was small, to begin with. Even if it has developed, the number of people is still small. I really wanted to keep it a secret, but rumors spread quickly. Well, if he permits, I might as well have him judge which daughter's breasts he prefers. After all, the girls are all eager to please him.

――Anyway, that's beside the point.

So, that means.

"Did Desmond-sama give you a massage there?"

"Yeah..." Myia blushed and lowered her head, her tanned cheeks turning red.

This woman... to think she received such favoritism.

But I still won't say that.

"So, it feels so good that you wanted me to massage it to you too?"

"Yeah... my chest was aching..."

Maia is a little embarrassed, which surprises me.

Her chest was aching...no way.... could it be that Desmond-sama gave her a blessing to make her breasts produce more milk? It must be so! I'm grateful that he cares so much about us! He not only gave us offspring but also helped us raise them properly!

However, it seems that it was too much for Maia, who is just a commoner, to endure to the point where she wanted me to massage her chest. Well, that's natural. There's no way a commoner and a god can have the same standard. Still, it made me feel warm inside to think that even Desmond-sama could be so careless.

So, to repay his kindness, I have to massage Maia's breasts.

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"hmmm.... hmmm.... hmmm..."

"Are you okay, Maia, you're making weird noises..."

"Big.... sturdy.... oooh.... nn..."

――It feels good... I have to admit, not as good as Desmond-sama's, but his fingers are so rugged....a man is rubbing them. It feels.... hmmm...n...

"Oh..."

Maia was pinned down by her stout husband, her top nightgown removed, and her bare, white, ample breasts were rubbed and kneaded. Although she had been rubbing and comforting herself recently, the sensuality of being rubbed by another person and by a man's fingers caused her to tremble.

Her face glowed with a troubled shine.

Sweat is beading on her forehead, and uncontrollable gasps escape from her parting lips.

"Hmph, n.... a little more, you can make it harder, n.... nhg..."

"Oh, ah.... is that about right...?"

"Hahhh..."

Maia's body was already on fire.  The knobby fingers of the farmer, much rougher than Desmond-sama's, were squeezing her full breasts, causing the flames of lust to burn hotter and hotter.

With his mouth open, the husband rubbed and squeezed his wife's "womanly" appearance, which he had never seen before. He feels the elasticity of her nipples. Maia's nipples were plump and obscenely swollen.

Her sweaty skin already emanated a sweet, male-inducing fragrance, and if it had been Desmond - his "male" horns would have been erected in a heroic manner long ago. But a husband who had no knowledge of eroticism just looked at his sweetly panting wife, the thing between his legs still soft.

He was simply overwhelmed by Maia, who was rubbing her breasts against him and wiggling her "womanly" body with a troubled face and voice. Still, he continues to rub her breasts out of his feelings for Desmond.

He like Maia, but it's complicated. His affection for her is only as a partner to have offspring. She is a farmer, and he considers her as a labor force to have two children. It's not just about reproducing, but more like a reproductive friendship.

Nonetheless, that is still an essential point to make, and it may be misconstrued. When you are a noble, you must cope with sheer, position, and a difficult family background. But he was just a farmer. Moreover, he revered Desmond, a nobleman, lord, and protector.

He deeply rejoiced that his wife had been sired and even impregnated as a gift. And if that precious mother's womb was distressed with Deity's blessing, he would not hesitate to comfort his wife, or rather he would feel as if he were making up for God's undoing, which would fill him with a sense of fulfillment and raise his faith.

Of course, he thought of Maia, but his faith in Desmond-sama exceeded that. Normally, he wouldn't do things like touching her chest, even if she became beautiful. Well, if it was said to improve breast milk, of course, he would do it.

This is the horror of religion.

The cult of Des.

By the way, the first letter of "Demon" is also "D". Devil too.

Maybe. It's just a coincidence.

"Please, touch my nipples, too..."

Maia pleaded with shivering lips.

"Oh, oh..."

"Hynnn!"

And when the husband touched her plump, swollen nipples, Maia's massive breasts shook. The husband is still surprised by Maia's reaction.

He admires her beautiful, troubled face, but he does not lust after her.

"More... more, touch my nipples... Pinch them, and roll them.... please..."

"Oh, oh..."

"Ahhh"

As he was told, he rubbed her nipples, and he feel the plump, squishy flesh. He also plucked and lightly squeeze them. Maia chirped and twisted herself around with a married woman's sex appeal.

The husband became fascinated by the sight of his wife, the look that he had never seen before, and as she begged him to do so, he kept rubbing her and torturing her nipples. Her lips shuddered and moaned, and she just kept on moaning sweetly.

The man is drawn to the woman, even if he is not lusting after her - or is it just an instinct? The husband, breathing hard, makes his wife scream on his god's behalf.

Maia's female body was becoming more and more aroused and raging.

The passion spark that had been poured into her womb that day and engraved there. It had been nursed and nurtured by her husband's gaze night after night.

――With the method that Lady Charlotte had taught her.

Without the knowledge of either of their husbands, The lord's wife was teaching the wives to do all kinds of naughty things.

If Desmond-sama had found out, he would have apologized with all his heart.

"Ngh, nn.... you..."

"What's wrong...?"

The husband has a feeling akin to a shiver when Maia comes close to his face with a vacant look in her eyes.

"Ng...?"

And then she put her lips on him.

Maia had been taught this by Charlotte. In physical practice.

――Wwwha, this woman, what... she put her lips on me!

"*Chu*, *chu*, *chup*... ah.... more oh... *chu* *chu* *chu*..."

Surprised, the husband continued to massage her large breasts and plucked her nipples."Aah." Rubbing it in the way she had taught him while Maia sucked his lips hungrily.

――Whoa...this feels kind of weird...hey, what's with the tongue...guoh...

"Nnghhhh, nn.... nnghhh...." Maia caught her husband's tongue with hers and rubbed it together in her mouth. Maia's body was gushing with tingling sweetness like electric currents.

――Kissing, it feels so good.... I wonder how many times Charlotte has made me cum just like this in practice...

If Desmond-sama knew, he would have apologized to the couple as much as he could.

"Nuoo..."

Despite his wife's lewd and agitated outburst, the husband simply let her do it. Her tits were squeezed and her nipples rolled, but she also tongued him and put her saliva into him. He gagged reflexively. It was the first time he had been made to swallow someone else's saliva. Even if it was from his wife, whom he did not hate, it would not be surprising if he thought she had gone crazy in a world without eroticism.

But Desmond-sama.

To think that he had done this much to her――

―― his faith was being tested.

This is already a test of faith.

Maia's voluptuous body undulated.

She rubbed her limbs flirtatiously and shook her big ass.

"*Chup*, *chup*.... hmmm...."

"Puuuha," the husband breathes loudly as his wife finally let go.

"Y-you...." The husband's face looked surprised. the aftertaste of his wife clinging to his tongue - sweet.

Her heart was pounding so hard it hurt. No, not only that――

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