A 30 Year Old Virgin (One Who Haven’t Even Interacted with Women) Took an Exam to Become a Wizard.

Chapter 07: A Slim Waist and Bouncing

This was the first time I had ever closely observed someone else’s toes. I had seen my own when cutting my toenails, and they were ugly and rough, with dry, white, flaky skin. To put it mildly, they were unsightly.

Mari, with the bath towel pressed against her chest, extended her legs shyly.

“Be gentle, okay?”

At the fingertips, there are no blemishes or injuries, they are well-groomed. Using the index finger as a guide, the ridges are smooth and beautifully rounded. I slipped the panties over the tip of the right foot

The panties left by the goddess felt like silk, but they might have been made of a completely different material. They could even be woven from a substance not found on Earth.

Mari’s skin was smoother than the divine fabric, and it felt wonderful to the touch. The panties reached her right ankle, and as I was about to ask her to lift her left foot, she lowered it to the carpet.

“Ahh.”

My hands stopped at the sound of a sensual voice.

I reflexively shrunk back and looked around, but there was no one else in the room except for us.

A stepmother and stepson were about to engage in a taboo act. The teachers who would reprimand us and the classmates who would make tissue paper jokes were probably relaxing in their own rooms. My father was away on another business trip.

“Don’t make such strange sounds.”

The panties left by the goddess seemed to have some kind of special power. I knew the fabric was unique, but there might also be traps set for the situation in which they were worn. At the very least, they couldn’t be worn in public. Such a situation was unlikely to arise anyway.

“I mean, these panties feel so good… Ah, fuuh.”

The moans of pleasure, which I had only heard in AV videos, vibrated close to my ear. They were so intense that I could probably last five nights just from this experience. If I could grasp the hot, boiling thing in my hand and release it right now, I imagined I would experience an indescribable pleasure.

“This is why virgin thoughts are…”

I shook my head to dispel my virgin thoughts.

And I reminded myself:

Just focus on putting on the panties. There’s a real woman here. A 27-year-old, mature, experienced housewife is right in front of you. So, enjoy the sensation and remember it, but don’t act on it. It’s a sad reality, but you can’t do anything about it.

I took a deep breath.

“Is it okay to do the other foot now?”

“Um… yeah… Ngu.”

I slide the panties up to Mari’s right ankle. Her closed knees, which were tightly shut, open slightly for a moment before closing again. To avoid being overwhelmed by her body, I twist and stay grounded. She was writhing, trying to resist the pleasure from the goddess’s fabric.

Both her legs are done, now, I just need to pull it up to the base. First, up to the knees.

But something unexpected happen. She held her legs closed, I can’t even separate them. The ascent of the panties was obstructed by a jutting rock. It is refusing to advance any further.

“You have to open your legs more, or I can’t put them on.”

“…This is abnormal… and I don’t have the confidence to…”

“What do you mean, you don’t have the confidence?”

“Confidence? It’s just putting on panties.”

Mari fidgeted and trembled, her body shaking. When I looked closely, I noticed that her breathing was shallow and rapid, similar to when she had a cold.

“Because the more they go up, the more I feel it. I don’t think I can take it all the way to the end.”

That much? The fabric of the panty from the goddess is amazing. I want to try them now. I don’t care even if I’ll be labeled as a pervert! I’ll try one of it when I get back to the future.

“It’s okay. I promise I’ll take responsibility.”

“Responsibility? For what?”

“Hmm…”

What was I supposed to take responsibility for? I figured it must be because she felt embarrassed. She didn’t want me, a family member, to see her in such a state and possibly change the way she felt about the whole thing afterward.

“I won’t hate you, no matter what.”

That was the best promise I could make. I was just an ordinary salaryman who worked from home, with no money or power. All I could do was accept her as she was.

“Really?”

Yes.

“Really.”

“Even if I show you my ugliest side, you won’t hate me?”

“I couldn’t hate you. I… I like you, Mari-chan.”

Rather than seeing her as an older sister, I’ve started to think of her as a younger sister considering her current state. But at the same time, my older sister that’s more than my sibling but less than being my lover.

I promise. I’ll bring these feelings of mine back to where I am supposed to be at. And, I’ll still accept Mari as she was back then.

“I believe in you. I’ll properly accept this gift and become a proper stepmother.”

Was there such a thing as a “proper stepmother”? There was, if Mari said so.

“Okay, here I go.”

“Please.”

Mari relaxed her knees. Before she could change her mind, I continued pulling up the panties. The more they ascended, the wider the gap between her legs became. Meanwhile, her moans turned into sobs. I reached her calves and then her knees, pausing to adjust the panties’ position. In other words, I smoothed out the wrinkles in the fabric.

“Let’s take a little break.”

“Haa, haa… No, keep going. It’s going to be much harder if we stop and take small breaks.”

“Okay.”

Mari leaned back on the bed, and her toes lifted up, making her thighs even more relaxed. I positioned myself between her thighs and continued the panties’ ascent.

“Hah, hah, fuh… Nn, nnn.”

The clouds covering the moon must have moved, as the room suddenly became brighter. The moonlight shone through the gap in her thighs, all the way to the far end, revealing a secret that had been hidden—or so it seemed.

Her legs became thicker and more alluring as they went higher. My arms, which had been supporting her, slipped away, and she leaned back. Mari breathed heavily, spreading her legs wider. Her most private area was exposed, and the forbidden flower that should have been hidden was laid bare.

“Ahh… Akira, ah, ah…”

She had very little pubic hair. The flower petals hidden within her split organ were soaked in a slippery liquid, and their shape was indistinct.

Even in this moment, I didn’t let up on my mission. I reached the middle of her thighs and was almost there. All that was left was to pull the panties over her hips.

“Can you lift your waist a little?”

“Ah, ah, I… I can’t… I can’t take it anymore.”

Mari was lost in pleasure and couldn’t cooperate. What should I do?

The excited part of me urged, “Just do it now!” But the calm part of me held back, saying, “She’s like a mother to you, even if it’s just in name.”

Just a short while ago, I had never even touched a woman. Putting on panties was supposed to be a simple task, but this final hurdle was proving to be a difficult challenge. We were at a stalemate.

“If you won’t lift your waist, I’ll have to do it by force. Is that okay, Mari?”

“Ah, ah, mou~… Ahhh.”

She writhed like a mermaid, arching her back. It was my chance.

I pushed my body between her legs, sliding my hands under her hips, and grabbed the top of the panties. The back of my hand was wet with a hot liquid that clearly came from that part of her, and my own arousal responded, but I ignored it. The goal was right there.

“Ahhh, Akira, Akiraaa.”

Just a few more millimeters. But at that moment, Mari made a big move. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me tightly. Our groins pressed against each other, and I could feel the heat and pulse through our underwear.

This felt… good. Before I could even process that thought, her arms wrapped around my head, and she kissed me fiercely.

“Ahira, Ahiraa… Chuu.”

This was my first kiss, but it tasted wild and lustful, beyond sweetness.

Our tongues intertwined, and our bodies rubbed against each other. I couldn’t think straight anymore, and I surrendered to the pleasure.

Unprecedented pleasure coursed through my body, and Mari’s moans of pleasure enveloped me. When I was enveloped in a happiness I had never experienced before, a light exploded, consuming me, her, and everything.

T/N : The mention of 男尊女卑 (danson-johi) or male chauvinism here is a reflection on whether the MC’s thoughts about the advantages of being beautiful are influenced by traditional gender roles. MC is questioning if his perception of beauty and its impact on treatment aligns with outdated notions of male superiority and female inferiority, which are seen as outdated and problematic.

And yeah, goddeym that was erotic.