Chapter 128 – Another World Milf – Convent Arc (51)
129. Another World MILF – Convent Arc (51)
I guess humans really are creatures of adaptation.
From the insane sex education to the orgies, all of this was more than enough for one person to handle, but I eventually adapted.
For example, the naked senior nuns would surround me, rubbing their soft breasts all over my head.
No matter where I turned, I could suck on an erect nipple and drink delicious breast milk. While I was drinking milk like that, the regular nuns would be attached below, six at a time, sucking on my dick and chugging down the milk.
It was a strange feeling, like the breast milk I drank was being reproduced into semen, expelled below, and endlessly circulating.
Like when we had group sex in the dorms, their pale bodies would become one writhing mass… There wasn’t a single spot on my body that wasn’t touched by soft female hands. The sensation of my balls being pulled, one on each side, the countless tongues licking and fluttering on my shaft, and those tongues tapping and shaking my dick, then closing their mouths to hold my glans still…
At first, I thought my nose would bleed, but even that eventually became normal.
In fact, the orgy life was monotonous. The atmosphere itself was so soft that it didn’t matter what I did.
Of course, that led to my sadistic side being awakened, even if I was acting.
The huge lounge in my dorm.
Sometimes, I would punish the nuns by not letting them have sex and just spanking their butts. Then, the nuns would pretend to be demure while being punished, but every time their butts were hit, they would happily open their vaginas and let their juices flow with a ‘squish squish…♥’ sound.
Also, sometimes I wanted to see a grand shiofuki, so I would ask them with a purely curious face how much they could squirt, and then make them drink a lot of water. The nuns would look bewildered but follow my instructions well.
After making them drink a lot of water, I would make them lift their butts like animals and then poke their vaginas. Eventually, the nuns couldn’t resist the stimulation rising from beyond their vaginal walls and would squirt like beasts.
When I looked at them with sparkling eyes, amused, the other nuns would blush and not know what to do before preparing for the next round.
And then, the nuns would line up in a row, shamelessly lifting their butts.
I would poke each of the nuns’ vaginas, making them shoot long streams of clear juice, and I would play with them like toys to my heart’s content.
And I would do it in front of dozens of people, giving them immense shame.
If I said, ‘Ah, this one shoots further. Nun, you’re amazing!’ and gently stroked the butt of the nun who shot the longest stream, she would reply, ‘Hnn… Th-thank you…’ with unfocused eyes.
By removing their shame as humans and giving them a huge shock like this, another woman would be reborn as a submissive masochistic female.
It was definitely a vulgar thing that even animals wouldn’t do, competing to see who could shoot the longest stream, so it must have been a huge shock for the nuns who were just enjoying simple(?) orgies.
Some of the masochistic types that were born this way didn’t directly seduce me, but rather liked to be ordered around like obedient dogs. One of these members, Linda, became a perverted body that would leak vaginal fluids in anticipation just from having her chin scratched like a dog.
That stimulated my sadistic side and I almost went further, but I barely held back because there was a limit to what my weak body could handle.
Just like me, all the males were obsessed with visuals, so if I went too far, I could have pierced their nipples and clitorises, making them jingle with every step… But wouldn’t that be too different?
The nuns weren’t my slaves, after all. Besides, watching them enjoy themselves of their own volition was also hot.
Well, something like that… Thankfully, I was satisfied with this slowly adapting daily life.
Beleani was constantly creating new programs and bringing about slight changes. The frequency of her patch notes was no joke.
Especially noticeable was the change in attire.
When there were no external activities or visits from outsiders, the nuns’ attire was completely different from usual. Even after their daily tasks were done, they would all change into this new nun’s habit.
The part connecting the waist of the clothes was the same dark navy blue, so when the petite nuns wore it, it could be mistaken for a one-piece, but if you looked closely, it was clearly divided into a top and bottom.
First of all, the most noticeable thing was the skirt, which was so short that it barely covered their vaginas, and it had a side slit like a sexy cheongsam, revealing all of their pale skin. And on top of that smooth skin, they wore seductive black garter stockings.
They could wear panties over the garters if they wanted, but most of them deliberately didn’t, and instead, they would subtly show me their plump vaginal lips and pubic hair while swaying their short skirts.
If they succeeded in seducing me and receiving a lot of semen in their wombs, they would take out the vagina plug from their habit pocket to prevent the semen from leaking out.
If they walked around the corridors or dorms with the cute heart-shaped plug tightly pressed into their vaginas, they would become the envy of the other nuns that day, so the nuns who received semen couldn’t help but puff out their chests.
In short, it was the kind of attire that prostitutes would wear on the streets at night. No, where else would you find prostitutes walking around so confidently and happily with a vagina plug in?
The top was still loose and didn’t reveal much, and it didn’t seem much different from the previous nun’s habit, but there was one big difference.
The bottom was neatly cropped, so if you put your hand under the clothes, you could directly grope their breasts. It was a top that was designed with functionality in mind, compared to other visually pleasing designs.
When you wanted to feel the sensation of their breasts while having sex, you didn’t have to bother taking off their clothes.
If it was just for touching, you could have just used a one-piece with a side slit, but this was decided on because it was more convenient for breastfeeding.
The nuns with large breasts would use this to their advantage to seduce me. You might think it’s no different from before, but since there was no bra inside, their nipples would stick out through the fabric, and they would deliberately walk around me with their nipples erect, stimulating my lust, so it was really hard to resist.
Especially the visual of the older sister with big tits and long nipples was so overwhelming through the fabric… I couldn’t help but immediately lift her top, put her long nipples in my mouth, and suck on them while drinking breast milk.
And the older sister would smile bashfully, seeing that her plan had succeeded.
Where there is demand, there is supply. It seems that it’s popular among the nuns these days to masturbate their nipples in their free time to create lewd-looking nipples. I wish they would stop, because my patience is about to run out.
Another characteristic was that they all wore veils on their heads, even while wearing all this perverted attire. I don’t know whose idea it was, but they must be quite the connoisseur.
It was like they were proving that they were devout followers who were faithfully carrying out the goddess’s will. It seemed that this was the atmosphere they were projecting to the outside world. The nuns always walked around with their hands demurely folded in front of them, even while wearing these prostitute-like clothes.
I would be constantly stimulated by the sight of the nuns walking around, swaying their sexy under-buttocks, and I would naturally grab anyone and start having sex.
The convent was truly a haven for beasts.
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“Uung. Chooop…♥ Chuuubbb… Chomp chomp chomp♥”
“Ugh…! Ugh…”
I was being sucked by someone I didn’t know, so the pleasure was doubled and I let out a moan.
It was a sunny afternoon, in a small confessional.
A single ray of light was coming through the small window, and there were quite a few nuns inside, considering the size of the confessional. As you know, this was originally the place where I enjoyed playing with Lamis and the glory hole.
Beleani smiled as she watched me panting with my dick in the hole.
“Well then. Do you think you’re starting to get it now♥?”
“Um… Ugh! Not yet…”
“Oh my. You don’t even know who’s sucking you…♥ How impious, believer. If you can’t guess when they’re sucking your dick so deliciously, the nun on the other side will be very disappointed♥”
No. There are over 80 nuns, how am I supposed to guess who it is just by the feeling of being sucked? …Ugh!
Of course, it was a joking tone, so it didn’t feel like she was serious.
So, why am I doing this in the middle of the day…?
I was in the position of guessing who was sucking my dick on the other side. It wasn’t training, but just part of a light recreational activity.
Since they could take the lead and purely enjoy my reactions, it was one of the nuns’ favorite recreational activities.
“Aww♥ You’re so cute, believer. Actually, I wanted to volunteer too, but I already teased you before…”
“Oh my, oh my. Your butt is trembling…♥”
The nuns were barely covering their vaginas with their garter stockings and short skirts.
The nuns wearing the new habits were laughing and enjoying the recreation while watching my reactions.
Beleani and Olivia were also behind me, wearing the same clothes, encouraging me to guess. However, Olivia was a priest, so she was the only one wearing pure white clothes and garters, even though they were the same design.
“Choop. Beeee…♥ Beeeeb♥”
“Hic?! W-wait, this? Aww…”
The nun on the other side stopped sucking my dick and suddenly stuck her tongue into my urethra.
My eyes glazed over slightly and my face became lustful. My body trembled, and the nuns in my room squealed with delight. They looked at me with their big, pretty eyes, as if trying to capture me in their memories.
“Beeet. Beeee~♥”
“Hnn. Aww. Ugh! I, I think I know. Hiss!”
The lewd technique of sticking her tongue into my hole and wiggling it.
As far as I knew, there was only one person who had this level of lewd movement.
“Hiss. It’s Nun Lamis, right?”
“Uung… Is that right, nun?”
Beleani asked the question out loud to the other side, and then I felt the tongue being pulled out of my urethra.
“Ebeb… Gulp. I, I… I’m Irina…♥”
“…I was sure it was Nun Lamis.”
Is this the same Irina who usually just does normal fellatio?
“………Actually, I’ve been learning about service from Nun Lamis during my extra time because I wanted to please you, believer… I, I’m honored that you mistook me for Nun Lamis♥”
Irina was beaming with pride at the thought of showing off a fellatio technique similar to her idol, and she kept making happy noises like ‘Hauu…♥’. Even though I couldn’t see her face, I could tell how happy she was.
“Hehe. That’s a shame. Then, as punishment, we have to feed Nun Irina a lot of delicious semen♥”
In the end, I ended up having my dick sucked by Irina for a while, and then I shot a large amount of semen into her mouth.
She held my long shaft with both hands and drank it down with a ‘gulp gulp…♥’ sound, like she was drinking a refreshing beverage. It was a shame I couldn’t see it.
Uung. But it feels like the reward and punishment are the same… Oh well. That’s how recreation is. I decided not to think too deeply about it, just like I always had.
“Thank you for giving me so much sweet and delicious semen…♥”
“Hoo. Yeah…”
After I pulled my dick out of the hole and sat on the confessional chair, panting, Beleani smiled and prepared for the next activity.
“Hee. Next is vagina guessing~ You already know how to do it, right? All of us in this room will go to the other side, and you have to guess whose vagina it is by the feeling of it tightening around your dick♥”
“…All of you?”
“Yes. All 13 of us here♥ Oh, don’t worry. Since there are a lot of people today… Uung. That’s right. We’ll take turns tightening around you for 20 seconds each, and then we’ll switch when you guess correctly~♥”
It was an endlessly vulgar recreation, but there was nothing to be surprised about now. However, as she said, there were a lot of people today, so the difficulty level had increased.
Some of them could take the lead and shorten the time, but then the nuns who didn’t get to put their dicks in would feel sorry, so they always aimed for all the participants in the recreation.
I smiled bitterly to myself and got ready to put my dick in the hole again, but then suddenly, the door opened with a thud.
Isabel, who was the only one wearing a normal nun’s habit, appeared in front of me.
“Is the head nun here? Ah… The priest is here too. I was looking for you.”
“Oh my. We were having a break… Is there something wrong? You’ve changed your clothes too…”
Olivia turned around and asked Isabel, and her plump under-buttocks trembled under her short skirt, making for a good sight.
“Yes. I had to go to the Tierin Cathedral next door to get some fabric… And it just so happened that Bishop Talia there asked me to bring the head nun to the cathedral. She said she had something to say…”
“Hmm… It’s rare for Bishop Talia to call me personally.”
“Actually, the cathedral is very busy, so I looked into it… It seems that the Saintess will be arriving within a few days. Maybe she wanted to give you a heads-up about that?”
“Indeed… Now that I think about it, I haven’t been paying attention lately, but it’s already that time. Nun Isabel is probably right. It was like that when the Saintess visited two years ago.”
‘Saintess!’
I focused on their conversation with sparkling eyes.
