Representative of the Goddesses 141

Chapter 141 – Isekai Milf – Saintess Arc (13)

142. Isekai MILF – Saintess Arc (13)

After servicing Serena, I could roughly understand how Maribi had managed to bewitch Louis.

The sex I’d enjoyed so far was certainly lewd, but it heavily leaned towards the preferences of certain goddesses, didn’t it? And since I was playing around with so many women… Even if you looked at each scene individually, it was impossible to cater to all their tastes.

In that sense, the idea of the “butter dog” play was quite…

Well, it’s probably better for them to focus on a lewd man rather than lewd women. They were goddesses who enjoyed promiscuous lesbian sex, but they were also genuinely disappointed when they weren’t chosen in the lottery for a chance to have pseudo-sex with me.

Just like with fellatio, cunnilingus is always top-tier in female porn. In reality, the more prideful the man, the more thrilling it becomes… If he’s submissive, that has its own flavor too. After all, the important thing is that a man crawls between your legs.

Especially a man who looks like me licking your vulva… That’s a rare opportunity.

Truly rare.

And to have a facial expression overflowing with the joy of service.

Maybe they’re filming videos of me doing cunnilingus from a first-person perspective to use for their own self-immersion? Even I think it would be a killer fap material…

If these videos were to leak and circulate, I’d be so embarrassed I’d want to die. No, I can’t let that happen. When I return to the realm of the gods in glory, I’ll have to confiscate all those videos.

And then there’s the Saintess, Serena.

Just watching her is like a 200% satisfaction guarantee with those lewd visuals. What must it be like for the person at the center of those videos, experiencing it firsthand?

Even if she’s a saintess, can she resist this forbidden sense of depravity?

‘She’s already tasted the dark pleasure…’

That morning, as I prepared to go to the cathedral, I thought that.

……………………

I remembered Serena asking me to keep this perverted act a secret when I returned to my lodgings last night. Of course, I had no intention of going around saying, “The Saintess always squeezes out her vaginal fluids to make holy water for me,” and tarnishing her reputation, so I nodded in agreement.

When I visited the Saintess’s office in the morning, Serena greeted me with an extremely awkward expression, which was quite amusing since it was so unlike her usual self.

No matter how much she tried to conduct the usual divine power training, she couldn’t help but be conscious of what happened yesterday. While she was so flustered, I acted as if nothing had happened, which thankfully allowed the training to proceed somehow.

To briefly summarize my training progress, I can now use healing spells to treat minor wounds. I can also create a simple barrier, but since my divine power control is still at a beginner level, it’s only effective against minor magic resistance and monster damage. I tried sparring with McKellen and Karami while using a barrier, but it doesn’t seem to be of much use in close combat yet.

Anyway…

“Gulp…”

When the training ends, it’s time for Serena to give me holy water, as usual. As I looked at her with expectant, sparkling eyes, Serena swallowed hard and took out the bottle.

The transparent holy water, whose true nature I now knew. She probably thought this was better than the vulgar act from yesterday, so she was now trying to regain her composure and put up her guard.

Is this what it means to be a saintess?

Other women would have already gone completely bonkers.

But no matter how sticky the holy water in the bottle was, the scheduled routine didn’t change. Drinking this half-assed mixture now wouldn’t quench my thirst at all. And when I added a bit of acting and pleaded desperately, Serena was incredibly flustered.

“Ugh, more… Could you give me more?”

“Huh?! O-Oh, today, especially more… No, um… Can’t you endure it?”

Serena seemed to sense that my condition would worsen again when she saw my flushed face. I gently grabbed the hem of her clothes and lowered myself as much as possible.

“P-Please, I promise I’ll keep it a secret… I really want to drink more. Please, let me do it like yesterday. Please? Please…?”

“Yesterday… Haaah…”

The Saintess’s face flushed as if she was realizing what happened yesterday when I mentioned it directly. Serena kept hesitating, but as I kept pleading and looking up at her, her guard gradually lowered.

Serena is intelligent and smart, but she seems to have a kind nature that makes her unable to refuse when pushed.

So, it was better to be persistent and clingy here. If there was even a small gap, I didn’t know what other methods she might seek.

“Okay, stop…! I-If we keep this up, someone might hear us…!”

The Saintess barely managed to stop me from clinging to her and then sighed deeply.

“Hoo… Okay. If you promise to be quiet.”

“R-Really? Yes!”

“Ugh, what should I do…”

Unlike the bedroom yesterday, today was the office, a public place. Serena looked troubled for a moment, then focused her mind and cast a spell over the entire room. Even I, with my keen hearing, could tell that the outside sounds had significantly decreased, so it was probably some kind of soundproofing magic.

She could do this too.

But not knowing where to start, she looked around, and seeing that, I seized the opportunity and scurried to a place suitable for foreplay.

“Saintess-nim, please sit comfortably here.”

“Y-Yes, yes? Ah… T-That’s right. There… Yes…”

I knelt in front of the reception sofa with a flushed face and tapped the sofa seat with my palm as if asking her to come over. Looking at her passive response, she didn’t seem to have the courage to ask for a change of position.

A position where her vagina is licked while sitting. If I put a cushion behind her back, it would be a somewhat comfortable position.

Serena was about to approach me when she flinched and looked at the windows. Although they were small and high up, making it unlikely that anyone could peek in, she seemed bothered by the fact that they were there. The Saintess closed all the curtains, making the room slightly darker.

A shallow darkness cast in the middle of the day, which created an even more erotic atmosphere.

“………Okay.”

Serena seemed to be thinking about something, then slipped her hand under her long skirt and smoothly took off her panties.

And then, with a reluctant expression, she sat in front of me and gently lifted her Saintess robe.

“P-Please… Start…”

“Yes… Gulp.”

It seemed like she couldn’t bring herself to take off her clothes, so Serena lifted her skirt with both hands, allowing me to enter between her legs. Although it was dark, the shape of her thick labia was impossible to hide.

I slowly buried my face under her skirt and then ran my tongue along Serena’s plump labia.

“Bleeep~”

“Haaah…!”

I licked her mound and applied a little saliva, calmly increasing the Saintess’s excitement. Although it was dark inside, the shape was so clear that there was no problem in stimulating the whole area.

“Ugh… Slurp. Slurrrp… Bleeep. Bleet. Habbub…”

“Ugh… Ugh… Haaah!”

I diligently licked her trembling labia, then naturally moved my tongue towards her vulva, gently stimulating her pink clitoris.

The addictive, lewd scent. The outside wasn’t that wet yet, but Serena’s shallow gasps seemed to signal that she would soon be dripping sweet nectar.

I consciously avoided the clitoris, helping her rhythmically immerse herself in pleasure. After a while of slurping and caressing her vagina in the darkness, Serena stopped me with a noticeably flustered voice.

“Hut! W-Wait a minute. The image is a bit… Haaah… Um, I’ll just take off my clothes, so please move your face for a moment…”

At Serena’s words, I obediently removed my tongue from her vagina. When I pulled my face out from under her skirt, I saw her lips trembling.

The image is a bit much. Ah, indeed…

Until now, the Saintess had been lifting her skirt and having me bury my face inside to lick her vagina.

The perverted posture, as if she was treating me like a pet or beast, seemed to have triggered a dangerous emotion that she shouldn’t have been thinking about. Especially since she was wearing the Saintess robe, a symbol of piety.

In the end, Serena endured her embarrassment and took off her Saintess robe, leaving her in just a bra supporting her bursting breasts and garter stockings. Her labia were flushed with shyness and glistening with saliva.

As she sat on the sofa, the caresses continued. She seemed to think that just turning her head away in embarrassment would solve the problem, but I wondered if that would really be the case.

Unlike yesterday, I was now somewhat clear-headed, so I focused on making the Saintess enjoy the pleasure as much as possible.

“Slurp. Slurrrp… Ugh… Chup chup. Saintess-nim, are you feeling good?”

“Ugh… Haaah… M-My feelings?”

“Yes, chuubub. Uuuuugh…”

I deliberately tried to talk to her, gradually dulling the awkwardness and embarrassment of the situation. This would eventually lead to ‘adaptation’ and help her feel pleasure comfortably.

I looked up at Serena while gently and carefully licking her vulva. With an expectant, seductive expression, I urged her to answer.

“Hiss…”

As I showed her my sincerity with a gentle tongue and a devoted caress of her vulva and labia… Even Serena, who was a novice in matters of love, could use her intelligence to read the overall atmosphere of this caressing act.

Serena also instinctively realized that I was licking her vagina purely to serve her, and to take joy in seeing her happy. Although it was also a medical procedure.

Upon realizing that, she seemed to lose her words, her lips moving silently, before finally answering in a trembling voice.

“Y-Yes, yes. I… feel good.”

“Chuubub. Puhaaa…! Really? Then, please praise me.”

“Praise you?”

“Yes. Um… P-Please… Stroke my head.”

I acted spoiled, thinking of something I usually wanted her to do. She was flustered by my sudden suggestion, but it was a trivial request, so she soon complied.

She released her hand, which had been trembling with pleasure, and slowly began to stroke my head. Immediately, a tingling sense of happiness washed over me.

“Aaaah…! Hiss. Hyaaaah…!! Hau, hauuu…”

“Whoa. Gu, gulp…”

As the Saintess’s soft hand caressed my head, I made a lewd response like a horny pet, my face melting in ecstasy. I felt so good that I was even drooling a little.

Aaaah… I’m making weird noises. Is it because of my desire for submission? It feels so good.

“Huuu… Um, I’ll make you feel good again… So, please keep stroking me…”

After saying that, I gently began to lick her vagina again, serving her. Serena, who let out a cute “Kyaa” sound, was at a loss for words at my request, but she passively stroked my head as I sucked on her vagina.

“Haaah… Haaah…”

Her cute butt was trembling noticeably, and her breathing had become rough.

It was no wonder.

In the shallow darkness of the room, if you looked down, you could see the head of a boy happily sucking on your vagina, and every time you gently stroked that head, it would make a happy “purring” sound.

For Serena, who was already inexperienced in matters of love, this scene was incredibly depraved.

I felt a comfortable and warm sensation on my head.

“………♥”

I gently moved my lips on Serena’s vagina and looked up at her with eyes full of love.

And if I maintained eye contact with Serena for about 5 seconds in that state…

“Huk. Haaah…! Haa, haaaaaah…!!”

Sweet nectar began to flow from her vulva with a lewd “squirting” sound,

“Haup. Slurp slurp… Gulp. Slurp slurp slurp… Ungbuuu… Gulp. Slurp slurp slurp.”

I sucked up all of Serena’s vaginal fluids, which were flowing endlessly like a broken faucet, as if they were delicious.