Chapter 280 – #StormSex – Celica (2)
“Count Pervert, do you really need to make me wear a uniform?”
“Yes.”
When I saw the outfit Celica was wearing, I felt my dick rising.
“Isn’t it fun to unify the concept? It’s nice that everyone is in a swimsuit, but it’s also nice if they’re all bunny girls, right?”
“Tsk… “
“Are you tongue-tied now?”
“It’s just a shame it’s not black.”
Celica pointed to the bunny girl clothes she was wearing.
It wasn’t a reverse bunny, it was an ordinary bunny girl, but it was a back bunny that perfectly matched her particularly white skin her.
“I prefer black…”
“The swimsuit is black. It would be nice if the bunny girl clothes were white.”
“Do you not have any preferences?”
“It’s just me that sucks.”
Ignoring Celica’s ridiculous complaints, I sat down on her chair and spread her legs.
“I should wash it, right?”
“…There is one problem with that.”
Celica knelt between my legs in her discreet posture, pointing her stiff cock towards her own face.
“I want to enjoy the taste of alcohol today, Count.”
“Huh?”
“If you drink cum in your mouth, you can’t taste the alcohol because of the cum.”
“Hmm… That makes sense.”
If semen coats the tongue, that would be a problem.
If this pervert who likes alcohol wants to enjoy the taste of alcohol as it is, she doesn’t necessarily have to stick to her mouth.
“Then what are you going to do instead?”
“I’ll heat it with my chest. Instead… Could you pull it a little, please?”
“How?”
“I will hold your posture with my hands.”
Celica grabbed my waist and made me rest her butt on the chair.
She then pressed my abdomen, bent her her upper body her her with only her knees bent, and she pushed my cock between her her breasts her her her her.
“I will serve you with my heart.”
Grumble.
“Ugh…”
She pours her own saliva down and coats her cock with the love gel, while simultaneously pressing her breasts with her hands from her left and right sides to stimulate her cock.
Although it is less stimulating than a mouth, it is always justice and truth for a woman to give herself a job with her breasts.
Especially if it’s a woman with big breasts like Serika.
“And… “
Grinning.
Celica lifted her upper body a little more, then she lowered her upper body so that only the head of my dick was buried in her chest, and stretched one of her arms her her up her.
“I’d like to taste alcohol. Would you please give me a glass?”
“…It’s a bit too much to just give it away, how about this?”
After taking a sip of the wine I had already placed next to me, I lowered my head and kissed Celica on the lips.
Rumbling.
Slightly warmed wine flows from my mouth into Serica’s mouth.
Celica narrowed her eyes and glared at me, but her lips did not drop and she just drank all the wine.
Clap, clap.
At the same time, she extends her tongue upwards and mixes the meat offal with mine.
I held her face with both of her hands to make it easier for her to kiss, and Celica cupped her her her breasts underneath her and intensively pressed her head against my glans.
“Haaaaa… The grape flavor still remains in the Count’s mouth… It’s so delicious…”
Celica blushed and kissed my lower lip, soon dribbling down a mixture of my own saliva and a hint of her wine.
Rumbling.
Saliva love gel dripped down heavily on her glans, and Celica reached down and lightly touched the side of her cock with her hand her.
“What can I do for you today, Count…? Should I lie down like usual?”
“Hmm… “
How can it be said that if she eats Celica, she eats well?
It would be a new experience to do it in a position that only Celica can do, and that others find difficult.
“Cerica.”
“Yes, Count.”
“Do you want to try standing up?”
“You mean like Director Laura climbing on the Count’s feet?”
“No, no. That’s fine, but extend one leg straight up.”
“…Like a wine glass? Hmm, I’ll give it a try.”
Celica stood up from her seat, placed her right foot on the floor and raised her left leg up.
“Use it.”
The bunny girl’s white legs her her, so smooth that they didn’t even need white shoes, went up, and Celica almost stumbled slightly, but then pulled her legs up with her hands.
“Count, no matter how much this is…” ” “
“I just need to support you.”
“…By the way, there is no such thing as Count Pervert.”
I stood in front of Celica and thrust my dick from her side her towards her her her her gaping her pussy her her her.
“What do you think?”
“It’s different than usual, um, it’s scratching on the side…Ugh?!”
The moment the head of the glans lightly scratched the middle of the vaginal wall, Celica frowned and gritted her teeth.
“Oh, is this the perfect place?”
“Ahh, now, just a moment… !”
“Where was the moment? I found a weak spot.”
I immediately spread her legs, reached out in front of her, supported Celica, and bounced her waist.
Knock, knock, knock.
Every time I stab my dick, Celica’s whole body trembles.
Her foot was supported by one leg, and at first she struggled to keep it still, but she kept wiggling her foot and trying to somehow regain her position.
“Bae, Count, hey, wait a minute… At least lower your legs… “
“What do you want me to do? Tell me.”
“Well, that is.”
“You’re always treated like a sleeping princess by doing whatever I want, so today, just do whatever you want.”
“…Really?”
Celica blushed.
It wasn’t just because she was drunk, Celica licked her lips with her tongue and looked to one side.
“Well…Then go over there…”
“What is there? It’s not on the wall?”
“…Lean against the wall, straight ahead.”
“…Hehe.”
I know what it is.
It’s a position I’ve tried once with my girlfriend.
She ‘d done it with Laura once too, and I think that was when she was pretending to sleep because Celica was drunk on her drink.
“It might hurt?”
“It’s okay to be in pain. With sex magic, ugh, you can change the pain into pleasure…”
“If our knight, Lord Serika, so wishes, then we must do so.”
As soon as Celica lowered her legs, I pushed Celica against her wall.
Boom!
She reached her hand to the side of Celica’s face and slapped her against the wall, while at the same time grabbing Celica’s wrist and forcing her to raise her arm.
“Do you want something this drastic? Or like this…”
Grandpa.
I traced the back of Celica’s neck with my tongue and lightly licked her collarbone with my lips, leaving a kiss mark on her.
“…Do you want it to be soft?”
“You always treated me gently when I was sleeping…”
“Radically?”
“If possible.”
Celica planted her feet firmly between my feet and raised her arms her to her sides her as I held her hands her her her her.
“Are the restraints strong and the cock soft…?”
“Okay then. As much as you want.”
I held Celica’s wrists tightly and pressed her feet and knees her to her legs her.
He was quite tall, so even if I clung to him like this, his cock was enough to cleave through her pussy.
“Haaa…”
Celica accepted my cock while she was standing.
The vagina, which was moving upwards toward Celica’s cervix her her her, simply went up along the walls of her vagina her her her, but she was unable to go up due to the strong tightness of the vagina her her her.
“Should I just stick my dick in like this?”
“Rather than that, huh, sticky…”
“Like this?”
“Aaaaah…”
As soon as she rolled her back while pushing her dick inside her without even making a slapping sound, a moan began to flow out of Serica’s mouth.
“Ha, ha… Count, I’m sorry, just like this, just a little longer…”
“You can do this all day if you want.”
I grabbed Celica’s shirt sleeves, just at the wrists, and continued to move her waist as if I was caressing her.
“Ugh, haa…”
Just as I did when Celica fell asleep and I laid her face to prevent her from waking up, I leisurely and carefully rubbed my dick against her her vaginal walls her her her her.
“Ship, Count… “
“Yes.”
“If you hold it with one hand, the other hand…”
“Hehe, who was it that said I was Count Pervert?”
“I don’t know.”
I lifted Celica’s arms above her head and held her arms crossed in an X with one of her hands.
“Ah, hmm…”
She closes her legs and twists her body slightly, looking up at me and pressing her breasts against me.
It was a little annoying to touch the bunny girl’s clothes, but when I took them off, I felt like it would be a waste to just give up the soft skin of my chest that was touching the bunny girl’s clothes .
“Count, the other hand is…”
“Where do you want? Here?”
“Huh?!”
I lightly traced the smooth armpits under my raised arms with my fingers.
“Rice, pervert…!”
“Just be thankful that you didn’t lick it. If it’s not here…Is it your chest? If not…”
I slowly lowered her hand, and Celica slowly began to smile with her expectant face.
“Is this a cheeky tail?”
“…”
“How can a rabbit’s tail be stuck to the back like this, huh?”
“Ha, ha… If you’re going to do it there…”
“Not today.”
I rested my forehead against Celica’s and slid her hand between her where she was leaning against her wall her her her her her.
Lightly grabbing her hips her with her her hands folding her wrists together and clasping her her hands her with her palms spread, she twisted her head and placing her lips with Celica’s her of her her.
“Count, haa, uhm, umm, ummm, a little more, a little more… “
Celica leaned her body against the wall and started moving her her waist her her her, and I repeatedly raised and lowered my dick her to her her rhythm her her her her, stimulating Celica’s entire body her her Her.
“Haaa…”
A happy sigh flowed from Celica’s mouth to her.
Along with her her strong scent her her her, Celica’s feminine scent began to waft from below.
“Count… “
Celica’s eyebrows fluttered, and she fell into my arms, leaning her body against me instead of the wall.
“…Doing it this way, it feels a little like lovers, so it’s great.”
“If anyone hears it, it will be a big problem.”
“Hehe, that’s true, but… “
Celica tightened her clasped hands and wrapped her free hand around my neck.
“A little more, sweet sex like this…”
“Cerica.”
I kissed her and kissed her, placed my hands on her waist and pulled her away from the wall and headed to her bed.
“Today, in front of me, you are not a knight, but a lady.”
“…Foot, Count. I’m really sorry.”
Celica smiled slightly and kissed my cheek.
“…Is it okay if I do everything I want to do when I date a man, with the Count?”
“As much as you want. “What do you want?”
“Um…Well then.”
Celica slowly walked to the bed with me and picked up one of her cherries from among her snacks on her nightstand.
“Put this in between, kiss…”
Grandpa.
“Uuuuum…”
The kiss with Serika that followed was bittersweet.
