A Story of How I Went to Commit Suicide, but Ended Up at a Mysterious House and Got Pampered by a Motherly Beauty - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

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“Pfft, crying because a rabbit saw you…”

“…”

I buried my face in Nanaho-sama’s chest, quietly weeping. I didn’t make a sound. I didn’t intend to cry, but tears just flowed naturally. How strange… While burying my face in her soft, warm chest, I wept silently.

“But that’s what makes you so lovable…”

Seeing me like this, Nanaho-sama, as if struck by a pang of affection, squirmed her face and hugged me even tighter. Perhaps because she started producing milk, a sweet scent filled my nose. Combined with Nanaho-sama’s natural feminine aroma, I found my manhood rising to attention again.

No, calm down. She’s comforting me right now. What am I doing getting hard at a time like this?

“But, I see. A rabbit, huh…”

Looking up at Nanaho-sama from her cleavage, I noticed her thoughtful expression.

“You keep horses and chickens, and rabbits too?”

“No, I don’t keep any.”

“Eh? Then…”

Did it wander in from outside? If humans could stumble into the mayoi-ga, animals could too. I’d seen birds occasionally come to the garden trees and chirp around.

“Hmm…Perhaps…”

“Does anything come to mind?”

“It’s not that I have no idea… But if things are as usual, it would be far too early. Well, I shouldn’t speak to you about things I can’t be certain of.”

Hmm… It seemed she wasn’t inclined to share yet. Still, of course she had things she couldn’t talk about and I didn’t want to pry either. Trying to know everything… Well, wanting to know about someone important wasn’t exactly a bad thing, but curiosity killed the cat, as they say.

Besides, Nanaho-sama wasn’t an ordinary human. Her world was different, so a regular person like me meddling would surely be a nuisance or burden to her.

“More importantly, you won’t be able to calm yourself if we just stay like this, right?”

Nanaho-sama’s expression melted into a seductive one in an instant. Quite a quick switch.

“Come now. Return to your mother’s womb.”

Saying that, Nanaho-sama opened her arms wide to embrace all of me.

…Strictly speaking, I wasn’t born from her. But I couldn’t betray her, who looked so genuinely delighted. And, as she said, I too…

Was my libido always this strong? I’m just like a monkey.

With such self-deprecating thoughts, I approached Nanaho-sama.

♡♡♡

“Nnnh, ah, ah, ah ♡”

Zuchu, zuchu, zuchu, zuchu!

Each time Akihito’s manhood pushed through her vagina, love juices stirred, making lewd wet sounds. Their private parts, repeatedly meeting and parting, were drenched and sticky. The viscous liquid formed sticky threads. The sensation and the sight were both incredibly lascivious.

The musky heat and scent rising from there nearly blanked my mind. Akihito was thrusting into Nanaho in a missionary position. Her moaning face was beautiful. Her pale body glistening with sweat, she was almost ethereally perfect.

Her lewdly distorted secret slit accepted Akihito’s hardened manhood, with dark pubic hair matted and soaked from both sweat and our mixture of their bodily fluids.  Even lying back, her large breasts didn’t lose shape. In fact, they were forming an even deeper cleavage when she pressed her arms together.

“Nbu, nnh, mu, nfufu… ♡”

As Akihito lowered his face, she pecked at him with little kisses. He extended his tongue and she readily entwined their tongues together and sucked on his. Akihito’s saliva was dripping from his mouth and she swallowed it eagerly with a gulp. Her smiling, joyful gaze was overflowing with warmth.

“Gu…!”

Feeling her vagina’s tight grip, Akihito clenched his teeth. It wouldn’t be surprising if he came any moment. Nanaho had already climaxed several times, so he could say he fulfilled his role as her sexual relief. Still, he held back and kept thrusting…

“Kufufu. No need to hold back. Release everything into my womb. Don’t waste a single drop. I’ll take it all. Shoot it out, shoot it out.”

“Ugh… Uguu…!”

She hugged him tightly from below. The sensation of her breasts squishing against his chest was simply delightful. Despite climaxing multiple times and being physically exhausted, Nanaho somehow maintained a composed expression.

Akihito could feel his manhood twitching, signaling he was near my limit. Her vagina squeezed tightly, urging ejaculation…

“Nhaaaaaa ♡”

Byurururu!

Just like that, Akihito was milked into her soft, warm womb. As Akihito slammed into her from above, Nanaho pressed their bodies tightly against each other, preventing the semen from dripping out. Or rather, maybe it was more accurate to say she ensured nothing would leak out from their connected parts.

Nanaho gently restrained him with her plump legs while hugging his head and burying his face in her ample breasts. It was as if Akihito was being devoured by her, sexually, of course. Akihito tried to pull away, but Nanaho wouldn’t budge.  Her squeezing vagina seemed to demand every last bit from his urethra.

Unable to resist… Or was there no need to? With her firm, moist breasts against his cheeks, Akihito closed my eyes and poured semen into her womb without restraint.

“Good, good. Looks like you’ll release it all. Impregnate your mother. Do your best, do your best ♡”

She gently stroked his head while softly squeezing his manhood with her inner walls. Akihito felt like his brain would melt into a gooey puddle of mess.

“…Ha!”

Akihito somehow regained his senses. In this intercourse, he wanted Nanaho to give him tasks beyond sexual relief. In other words, he might have to take a bold step to prove himself…

“Hm?”

Seeing Akihito’s glinting eyes from her cleavage, Nanaho tilted her head in confusion. His trump card strategy, the teasing play, had begun.

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