Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 29

Chapter 29 – Later Story (3)

It was an exhausting courtship.
At least that’s how I feel.

I woke up from the soft bed feeling pity.
Arya’s head tilted at an angle, as if she was puzzled by what I had woken up.
Then her black hair, like her ebony, ran down her cheeks.

The look gave off a very sensual look.
I wonder if it is possible for a saintess to be so enchanting.

“Astein?”

The clear voice brought a sense of refreshment to the ears.
I tried to ignore the words and walked towards the table and drank a glass of water.
As the cold water passes through the esophagus, it feels like the hot head has cooled down a bit.

‘… Einstein, do you want to do something more raunchy?’

Do you invite her to do naughty things with her innocent face?
Even if the ripple effect was large, it was too big.

Are you a sword
Why put people to the test?

I saw Aria thinking it was a joke.
She had a playful face.

Well, a saintess wouldn’t seduce people with a joke.
It could be said that she is serious about her feelings.

Seeing that I am also a strong man, my sexual desire is stirred by such a temptation.
Even now, the blood rushes to the lower part and it hurts.
Do you know that I almost crossed the line because I lost my reason?

“Why, why are you stopping in the middle?”

Arya’s eyes trembled.
She can’t help but notice if she’s shaking like that, even if she tries not to know.
That you are anxious

Dummy.
If it wasn’t going to be so restless, it would have been fine if I hadn’t told you from the beginning.

“I am very thirsty, would you like some water too?”

“I-I’m done.”

I went back to bed
Then he stroked your small head and hugged her tender shoulders.

It is a small, fragile body.
If you give it strength, it seems to break it.
So I have no idea how much force I should give it.

Every time I touched you, you flinched.
As if anxious, as if painful, as if frightened.

How much have you been hurt
I can’t guess.
Hiding his miserable heart, he pinched her soft cheek.

“Rather than that, Aria, do you think you are too impatient?”

“… W, is that the case too?”

You are forcing a smile at my words.
That smile felt dangerous for some reason.

I quietly looked into your face.
A thousand thoughts raced through my head.

Hello, is this okay?
Can I hold you
… Are you okay right?

Bondi wounds do not heal overnight.
Even if it’s just external wounds, but what about psychological wounds?
Because you can’t see it, you don’t know how festering it is, and you don’t know how serious it is.

If, by any chance, an action initiated by my desire breaks through your scars and makes them widen.
In the end, wouldn’t I give you the same scars as the men who coveted you?
That kept bothering me.

I wanted to ask you, but I didn’t ask.
I know that sometimes even asking can hurt someone.
So I’ll just have to treat you without embellishment as I’ve been doing until now.

I’m not sure if this is a valid answer.
Maybe that’s not the answer.

Still have to go
Because the world is a series of choices whether you like it or not.
I have the most natural smile I can give.

“Well, I never said no.”

“Are you really going to do it with me?”

It was Aria, her complexion came to life with a blush on her face as if the grass had died.
It was very embarrassing to see that, so we shared a deep kiss.
Seeing you adapt without hesitation, I couldn’t hide my excitement.

As I was about to part her lips, you wrapped your arms around her neck as if telling me not to leave.
So we kissed for longer than we initially thought.

“Puha, hehe.”

Arya let out a heavy breath.
Her face is flushed at the subject she has been begging for.

“Why can’t you believe me?”

You were raging

“I believe, more than anyone else in the world.”

Be grandiose too
It was heavy trust, but not too burdensome.
I was happy if you were happy.

“Aria, you’re not going to come all the way here and take me out, are you?”

“Me, me?”

I bit her ear lobe.

“Because you made me hot, I believe you can take responsibility.”

“I-I’m always ready!”

If I’m ready, I’ll be damned.
I licked the nape of Aria’s neck.
She let out a gleeful sigh.

“Whoa, go, it’s tickling.”

“That’s what they say.”

Swallow, she groaned and sucked the soft nape of her neck.
Does a woman’s flesh always smell this good?
Or is the aria special?

“Ah, this, this isn’t lewd… Hot!”

It was a disorganized voice, contrary to his usual quiet tone.
Want

I don’t want to tell others.
She is a reprehensible saintess who arouses people’s desire for monopoly.

“Are you out of breath for that?”

“Ji, you are mean.”

“So you don’t like it?”

“… You are really mean.”

You gave me a crooked look
It was so fun I couldn’t stand it.
I laughed out loud.

“Aria.”

“Why, the wicked hero who laughs at people in front of his eyes.”

“Do you want to do something dirty?”

“… Ugh.”

Arya caught her breath, and her face blushed.
Jin-gook looks flustered.

“I want to do it with you.”

It was a plain word, and it was embarrassing even when I said it.
My face is burning like this too.

Aria, how embarrassed you must have been when you said that.
How courageous did you have to say that?

Just thinking about it filled me with joy.
Because it’s proof that you love me that much.

“Ah, ooh, ah, ah.”

You couldn’t say the right words.
It’s like a structured rhyme when you break off each syllable.
Arya rounded her lips, then she parted them briefly, then bit them shut, then repeated.

Wouldn’t this make me forever dumb?
Realizing that it was time for shock therapy, I let out a light taunt.

“Are you taking a deep breath now?”

“It’s because of who, who, who, who!”

“You’re not saying it’s because of me, are you?”

“… That’s right.”

“I’m glad.”

Aria.
You said you like me
Me too.

I want to make you happy.
I hope you, a precious person, smile brightly.
I told you so you can be sure.

“I love you, Aria.”

Was it an unexpected confession?
You raised your eyes like a surprised rabbit.

It is a mixture of all kinds of emotions, including surprise, joy, and confusion.
Then, distorting her face disgracefully, it was Aria with her tears dripping.

“Me too.”

A crying woman is ugly.
I’ve always thought so.

Even your crying face was beautiful.
Did you get pods in your eyes?
It’s good though.
I asked, wiping away your tears with my finger.

“So when are you going to do it, dirty?”

“… Gee, I will do it now.”

“Are you going to wear a castle?”

That’s how an immoral picture is drawn.
I wonder if Aria is going to shoot at me to stop talking nonsense.
Contrary to my expectation of dropping her last name, she asked back while twisting her fingers.

“… Einstein, would you prefer me to wear a suit?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Yeah, if that’s your preference, yes, we can match it.”

Oh my gosh.
My saintess is too erotic.

“Anything is fine with you.”

“… Aww, you said something embarrassing.”

“What is this, I’m ashamed of, I’m saying I like what I like.”

“I-I’m going to say something embarrassing too!”

“Where do you try?”

“Please touch me.”

I shut my mouth for a moment.
I’m really ashamed to say

“… Where?”

“Do you want me to speak with my mouth?”

I didn’t mean to, but it was a very tempting proposal.
Certainly, it would be easier to target a place that wants to be touched rather than vaguely groping for sexual feelings.

“Yes.”

“Please touch me, my bo, my pussy, my, my, my, my, my, my, my’s.”

“Really?”

“Tease me, tease me. Ah, Aria’s pussy, please touch it as much as you want.”

Oh, I can’t stand this.
I put my hand on Aria’s tight thighs.
Little by little, my hands climbed up her thighs until they reached her hips.

A soft cloth caught on the tip of her finger.
Intuitively, I knew it was underwear.

“Peel it off?”

Arya shook her head with a flushed face.
Pulling off her panties, revealing her tight-lipped vagina.
There was no conspiracy, and they were mantlemen.
She asked me if it was difficult to hold my gaze on my groin.

“Shall we take off our castle too?”

“No. This side appeals to me more.”

Rather than completely undressing, I tend to get excited when I wear clothes moderately.
Looking at the stripped panties, the area where the crotch touches was stained.
When I touched it, wondering if it was a stain, a viscous, transparent liquid stuck to my finger.

“… This.”

“Ah, ah, me, me, that’s it.”

Arya couldn’t help but hang her head, evading her words.
Her face, which she thought was red enough, became even more red, as if the threshold still existed.

Seeing her original body, her white skin, her shyness was clearly visible in her eyes.
I spoke calmly so that Arya would not be embarrassed.

“I caressed her like that, but it’s strange that she wasn’t excited.”

“That, right? Dang, is that natural?”

She had her clothes on by the way and saw her panties off, and the blood rushed down her cheeks.
With my left hand, I caressed her thick cunt flesh, and with my right hand I grabbed her waist.
We continued to caress softly for a few minutes.

“Huh, ha, huh.”

Flinch, flinch.
She only touched the area around her vagina, but Aria responded sensitively and gave a moist voice.
She is a saint with good sensitivity.
I was playful.

“Aria, don’t you feel too good? Do you like my fingers that much?”

“… That, don’t say that, hehe.”

Touching her clitoris let out a melting moan.
At some point, her fingers were sticky and wet.

Is it because you have long foreplay?
There was no problem even if it was inserted right away, so much love juice flowed down her perineum.

She went to capture her clitoris and her vaginal opening with her mind that she wanted to please her.
Arya tried to suppress her moans by covering her mouth.
Every single action of her is a lewd saintess.

“I’d rather you let out all your moans.”

“Wouldn’t it be strange if you panted too much?”

“How are you? It’s sexually normal.”

He pressed his crotch hard against Arya’s crotch.
Her back and thighs tightened, probably feeling the pleasure of her fingers scratching her clitoris and vagina.

“Huh huh, huh huh huh… Oh, uh.”

Aria, who let out a sweet and sour moan like fruit juice, clung to my body as her body trembled.
She must have reached her climax.

“I’m sorry, I’m a woman who goes easily.”

Arya apologized, covering her face with both of her hands, perhaps feeling ashamed that she had gone first.
Because there are so many useless apples.

“It’s fine if you feel good.”

“… Uh, but when are you going to take Einstein off?”

Hit.
You haven’t even taken off her clothes yet.
I scratched the side of her head.

“Take it off now, what?”

As soon as she uttered her words, she took off her bottoms and underwear.
Then her hard erect cock sprang out, and Arya swallowed her breath.

“To?”

“Is it a bit big?”

When I asked awkwardly, Aria’s face turned blue.
She had a cock that matched her petite face.

“… Are you a stick?”