Chapter 142 – Cuerpo De Mujer
One of the things you absolutely must not miss when traveling abroad is experiencing the food of that country.
There is nothing new to experience as easily as tasting food prepared by the local culture, geography, history, and climate. It takes a lot of preparation to fully feel the special culture of the country, but the food doesn’t have to be like that. As long as you have a tongue that can distinguish what is your taste and what is delicious, that’s enough.
For the recommender who came back after finishing the bath, preparations for such a wonderful experience were already in place.
“Just because a country is small doesn’t mean its food culture is trivial. We will present a full course of Cuerpo de mujer, which Laputa is proud of. Please enjoy it.”
As the Queen said, all the dishes prepared by the best chefs in Laputa were gorgeous and impressive enough to be eye-catching from the eyes of the common people. The wonderful smell that stimulated the appetite alerted the stomach, and the splendid appearance satisfied the hunger of the mind before the hunger of the body. I haven’t even touched it yet, but I feel like my stomach is already filling up.
The full course, called Cuerpo de mujer, was mostly seafood. Is it because it is a coastal country sandwiched between Spain and Portugal? Well-developed fish dishes seem to be famous throughout Europe. It was good that the recommender, who was born in the common people, had no such culture at all.
What stood out to the recommenders more than that was the way the maids served the dishes. The maids put the dishes on their colleague’s naked body, put the other on a tray and set it on the table. So-called female body cuisine. It is a situation that is used as a material in many pornography, but no other pornography would serve such a high-class dish on the body of a prostitute of such a high level.
“It is one of the old customs of our Laputa.”
Roberta explained.
“When a noble guest comes to the house, the servant of the house is served with food served on the body. It can be called a high-class reception that satisfies the guest’s sexual desire and appetite at the same time. It must have been forgotten with industrialization. Is that what you did?”
To her daughter’s reasoning, her mother affirmed.
“There are so many good traditions that have been forgotten in this day and age. Some of them were of a kind that even I, the King of this country, did not know about. It’s like going wild like a thunderbolt, even though in fact everything was already in place inside the country, and all I had to do was activate it.”
Her queen bemoaned her own power, which fell short of her place. But even that is very short-lived.
“Oops. I’ve said something that ruins the mood. Everyone, please don’t mind and enjoy the dinner to your heart’s content. We are the pride of Laputa!”
It was the recommender who raised the chopsticks first.
As Laputa is also a European cultural area, it is common for tableware originally used in Laputa to include knives, forks, and spoons. However, chopsticks were also prepared as a consideration for the three people from the oriental culture.
Hyeon-joo and Yu-ran, who were sitting on the seats on either side of the recommender, were hesitating while watching the recommender’s notice. Usually, during mealtimes, one of the three people, including Roberta, was always sucking the recommender’s cock, but this time they couldn’t. It was an Irish woman with reddish hair who was sucking the recommender’s cock and helping him to deal with his sexual desire. Hyeon-joo and Yu-ran showed off the appearance of sucking cocks deliciously while making side noises. For Hyeon-joo and Yu-ran, it was Cuerpo de mujer and Nabal.
Leaving the two of them alone, the recommender picked up the clam meat on the nipple of the woman with impressive brown skin and brought it to her mouth. And then
“Hmm! That’s fine.”
And praised it.
“The quality is so good that you can tell just by looking at this taste. They must have used very good shellfish? It’s fresh.”
I couldn’t sign it in detail like a taste critic, but I could tell that it was very fresh even to the average recommender. Seeing the recommender happy, the owner, Rogelia, was also relieved.
“I’m glad you seem to like it. Ah.. If I had to say it, I’d recommend soaking it in the pussy water of the pussy girls and tasting it. It’ll be very good.”
“Is that so? Where once…”
Just as Roselia had said, he took a piece of fish flesh, rubbed it on the mouth-watering female pussy, and brought it to her mouth. The recommender nodded her head in casual admiration.
“Oh, it’s really good? I guess this is the first time that pussy water is considered delicious? So far, I’m just a bit sick of it, but I’ve been licking it like a stimulant, and it’s really good. How did it happen?”
“Huh, female pussy bitches who have consumed Laputa’s secret sauce for more than a month have their bodies remodeled to have such delicious pussy water. It’s a special sauce only available at Laputa. I thought you’d be satisfied.”
Hyeonju, Yuran, and even Roberta tilted their heads, as if not believing the conversation between Roselia and the recommender. It seems that they are not convinced that the water that comes out between their crotch is delicious. They followed the recommendation and ate the food buried in the crotches of other pussy girls, and all of them sighed in surprise.
“It’s delicious! Why is this delicious?”
“Even if I try drinking other pussy water, I feel dirty, but this is delicious! It’s amazing.”
“Oh my God, how did this happen? Wasn’t there anything like this until I was there?”
“Didn’t I tell you? There are certain traditions that I don’t know about. This one is also true. I heard that these days at home, if the mother cooks rice without water, the children won’t eat it.”
Meal time was very enjoyable. If there is really good food, the lack of pleasant conversation does not diminish the pleasure. Even concentrating on the meal fills me with a sense of happiness. But that doesn’t mean there weren’t any pleasures besides eating.
“Oh. This pussy girl is a bitch that comes out a little bit of pussy juice. Besides, just rubbing the clitoris lightly makes her moan like she’s going to die right away?”
“It’s Angela. Comparing the personalities of pussies like that is also the fun of eating. Try the one from Lumina next to it. When you taste her, poke the top of her pussy once with a chopstick. I’m getting a lot more pussy than usual.”
“All of the pussy waters are delicious, but this brown bitch seems to be my favorite. Is the secret sauce different?”
“No. They all use the same sauce. However, it seems that the taste differs depending on who drank the sauce. He said that it is now commonplace to compare which woman’s cunt juice is delicious.”
A friendly conversation about the pussy water of the pussy years in front of you.
When something gets on your lips, the maids use their tongues to clean it as if they had waited.
Beneath the table is a prostitute who does her best to serve her cock without a break.
The recommender was very satisfied with his first meal in Laputa.
‘I’ve never set it in detail, but that’s why it seems more interesting.’
He was a recommender who thought it wouldn’t be bad to fill up the adventurous spirit and anticipation with unexpectedness created by automatic settings from time to time.
If possible, I wish this time would continue for a long time, but everyone’s stomach had a limit, and the recommenders didn’t have the habit of vomiting up what they ate and then eating it again like in ancient Rome. Today is not the only day, so I decided to show the virtue of moderation at this point.
“For dessert, we have coffee and ice cream. Which would you like?”
It’s not that different from any other restaurant in this respect. The recommender chose the ice cream side without thinking. Then she let out a meaningful smile.
“You say so, Your Majesty.”
“Um, got it.”
The queen got up from her seat and sat down in front of the recommender’s table, spreading her crotch. The crotch was soaked to the point where it could hardly be described as a flood now, and the red, inflamed clitoris begged her to touch it quickly. The maids began to carefully apply ice cream to the entire body of the queen.
Unless you’re an idiot, it’s obvious what this means.
“The end of the meal. Please enjoy it♥”
The queen said with an expression too coquettish to be a queen.
“Hmm!”
Ice cream was very sweet. A lot, really.
