## Chapter 92 – Another World Milf – Convent Arc (15)
93. Another World MILF – Convent Arc (15)
“It looks like it’s about time we soaped up and washed our bodies.”
“Ah, you’re right. We can’t just stay in the tub like this…”
“Hehe. Then, let’s go to the washing area together. Oh, and Sister Viola too.”
“Yes, Sister.”
On one side of the bathhouse wall, there was a washbasin where one could sit.
It was the place where Viola, the nun with the lilac hair, had been gesturing at me with her spread-open pussy and ass just a moment ago.
Unlike modern ones, there were no showers, but there were washbasins and bath stools lined up in front of a long mirror.
Naked Isabel and Viola, their plump buttocks drawing soft curves, approached the washbasin and gestured for me to come over.
After cooling down my erection with the hot water, I hesitantly approached them. Isabel glanced at Viola and made eye contact.
After exchanging some kind of signal, Isabel smiled prettily at me and explained how to use the washbasin.
“As you can see, we wash our bodies here. But there’s one thing you should keep in mind.”
“…What is it?”
“We nuns deepen our friendships and understanding of each other by washing each other’s bodies. I hope you’ll enjoy it too, believer.”
“Y-you wash each other?”
“Of course. Now, Sister Viola, would you help me again?”
At her words, naked Viola sat down on a bath stool, her plump bottom pressing against it, as if she had been waiting for this.
Isabel went directly behind Viola, sat down on a stool as well, and pressed her body so close that her ample breasts almost touched Viola’s back.
I stood there blankly, watching from the side.
“Now, first, we make some bubbles like this…”
Isabel rubbed the wet soap and towel together, creating white bubbles.
Once she had enough bubbles, she squeezed the towel and gathered all the bubbles onto her hand.
And then…
She put her hand between Viola’s armpits and grabbed her breasts.
“Uhn…♥”
As she felt the soft bubbles and the touch of her hand, Viola curled her knees inward and let out a sweet moan.
Squeak, squeak♥
As Isabel gently caressed her entire chest with the white bubbles, Viola blushed slightly and surrendered her body, panting.
I could see her large breasts being pressed and squeezed by her fingers.
She massaged Viola’s soft breasts to her heart’s content and then looked up at me. I met her gaze and asked her, my voice trembling.
“U-um, aren’t you supposed to use a towel?”
“Yes, but this way, we can use our hands to wash every nook and cranny. You might miss some spots with a towel. Right, Sister?”
“Y-yes…♥ …Ah!”
No, you wouldn’t miss any spots. What are you talking about?
“Haaah… Ungh♥”
As I stood there, still blushing like an idiot, Isabel continued her rhythmic skinship.
“Haeh…”
Viola stuck out her tongue, making a sticky, smacking sound as Isabel swirled her fingers around her large areola with her soapy hand.
Anyone could see that this wasn’t just a simple wash, but something closer to foreplay.
And she was showing this to a boy, a head shorter than her, in real time, as if it were nothing.
“Ugh…!!”
It seemed that her excitement had risen just from the breast caress, as Viola’s eyelashes fluttered and she seemed to have reached a weak climax.
She took a moment to catch her breath, then tucked her legs further inward, hiding the view of her crotch.
She was fine with showing her naked body and teasing me, but it seemed she was a bit embarrassed to show such a vulgar sight.
Isabel showed me this sticky foreplay to her heart’s content, then rinsed Viola’s body with water from the wooden tub, finishing her explanation.
“That’s how you wash each other~”
Isabel, hugging a limp Viola from behind, gently caressed her navel and lower abdomen, then smiled sweetly at me.
Oh my.
“Hoo… That felt good.”
Viola, who had quickly regained her energy, whispered and then went back into the tub.
Isabel, still sitting on the stool, tapped the bath stool where Viola had just been sitting and gestured for me to come and sit there.
On the stool… there was a puddle of Viola’s copious pussy juice, mixed with the wash water, creating a slightly viscous liquid.
Viola, looking at it from the tub, seemed surprised and blushed.
…She wants me to sit there?
Even if I’m just pretending, I should do it properly.
I could see the subtle difference in the clear water, and I couldn’t say something like, ‘It looks like there’s pussy juice, so I’ll sit somewhere else.’ So, I sighed softly and approached the stool.
Squish.
“………………”
As I pressed my butt into the puddle of cum, I felt the viscous liquid seeping through my thin towel.
Once the clear liquid had permeated the cloth, it didn’t flow back down, but clung smoothly to my small butt.
…It’s even more uncomfortable than being naked.
I resented Isabel, who was smiling prettily at me while facing me naked.
“Turn around. I’ll wash you.”
Isabel, with her characteristic benevolent smile, was once again seducing me.
“I… I’m embarrassed, so you don’t have to wash me right now.”
“Oh my. Is that so?”
Hearing my words, Isabel pulled her stool a little closer to me and said,
“Then… would you wash my body…?”
She said this, then put her arms behind her back, emphasizing her ample breasts, and struck a seductive pose.
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It’s not that I dislike being caressed, but seeing her acting so relaxed and playing with me like a toy, I wanted to make her pant in my hands.
Isabel might actually like that, but it still feels pretty good to be the one doing it.
It’s also quite fun to play with a woman’s body.
Isabel turned her body around while sitting on the stool, revealing her smooth back to me.
Her wet, dark blue hair flowed down to the middle of her back, sticking to her skin.
Just like she had done earlier, I rubbed the towel and soap together, calmly making bubbles, then squeezed the towel, making my hands covered in bubbles.
“Then… starting with your back…”
At those words, Isabel moved her hair to one side.
Swoosh…
“Ahn…♥”
As I gently touched her back with my soapy hands, she let out a sweet voice and wiggled her waist and hips.
Unless she has a highly sensitive erogenous zone on her back, this is a deliberate act to make me feel ashamed.
“A-are you okay?”
“Uhn. Don’t worry about it… Believer Raul, you have such beautiful hands. Your touch is so soft and feels so good…♥”
“Thank you…”
I made my hands, which were caressing her entire back, brush lightly against her sides, teasing her by almost touching her breasts.
As I caressed her with ambiguous touches and bubbles, Isabel, who had been moaning sweetly, glanced back and made a face as if something was missing.
Then, she narrowed her eyes and urged me on.
“Uhn. Believer, don’t be shy and come closer.”
“Okay…”
Following her lead, I pulled my stool closer, so that my chest was almost touching her back.
“Um, I can’t wash you like this…”
“Oh, come on~ How long are you going to just wash my back? You have to wash my breasts now too…♥”
Isabel put her arms between her legs and wiggled her hips, which were pressed against the stool, acting coquettish.
As she wished, I squeezed the bubbles from the towel again and slowly brought my hand to her chest.
I glanced at the mirror and saw our side profiles lined up, and Isabel’s profile, looking down at my hand with lustful eyes.
“Then… I’ll wash you.”
“Yes…♥”
Squish.
“Aah…♥”
As I gently grabbed her large breast from below, Isabel let out a sweet moan, not as forced as before.
I used my wrist to spread the bubbles all over her breasts, then gently pressed and swirled my palm over them.
“Uhn, unh…♥”
Isabel, her shoulders trembling at my touch, breathed heavily and panted sweetly, as if intoxicated by my gentle touch.
I put aside the thought of just washing her and began to massage her breasts more and more like foreplay.
I would occasionally squeeze her breasts, and I would deliberately rub her erect nipples with my palm.
Isabel was defenseless against my subtle caresses, and as the pleasure rose, her body gradually went limp.
And naturally, she leaned slightly against my shoulder.
Her wet hair stuck to my chest.
As our bodies were so close that I could see her breasts being pressed, Isabel raised her head and praised me with a lustful face.
“G-good. You’re doing great…♥ Keep going like that… Ungh. You have to wash every nook and cranny of the breasts, you know♥”
“Yes… I understand.”
Following her words, I caressed every nook and cranny.
I stopped caressing her erect nipples with my palm and bent my middle finger, gently scratching both nipples.
“H-hiit♥!!!”
As I gently scratched the edges of her nipples with my soapy fingernails, Isabel threw her head back and let out a silly moan.
She couldn’t control her body as a huge wave of pleasure washed over her, and she wiggled her large hips against the stool.
……………………
How much time had passed?
In the tub, the three nuns were watching our lovemaking with melted faces, whispering to each other, ‘Wow…♥’ but we didn’t care about their gazes and enjoyed this lewd act.
Isabel took her head off my shoulder and straightened her back.
Squish. Squish, squish…♥
Her arms, which were pressed tightly together, weren’t visible from here, but from the faint squishing sounds coming from the front, I could roughly guess what she was doing.
“Uhn. Ungh. Ungh. Ungh♥”
Intermittent moans and squishing sounds.
Squish… Is she really masturbating? Her arms aren’t moving much…
I glanced at the mirror again and saw her thighs and crotch wiggling, and her using only her wrists to stir something wildly.
Judging by the angle, it was obviously her pussy.
Squish, squish, squish, squish…♥
“Ah, aah… Ungh. Haaah. Haaah…♥”
Oh, this vulgar woman.
I increased the intensity of my caresses rhythmically to help Isabel, who was secretly masturbating.
I squeezed and shook her breasts without hurting her, and at the same time, I scratched her nipples with my fingers.
“Ugh! Aah…♥!!!”
Isabel covered her crotch with both hands and reached her climax, her hips trembling.
Looking at the stool, I could see her pussy juice gushing out from between her butt cheeks.
“Hyuuuu… Hyuuuuuuu…♥”
She couldn’t control her body at the climax, and she wiggled her butt in the puddle of cum she had created.
Thud.
Isabel leaned her head back on my shoulder, exhausted, and breathed sweetly.
“Believer…?”
“Y-yes?”
Isabel, who had regained her senses, turned her head and looked at me with a pretty gaze.
“Please do it again next time…♥”
Isabel said this and gently caressed my hand, which was resting on her lower abdomen.
“Then…”
Just as I was about to say something, the bathhouse door opened with a ‘creak’.
“…………………S-sisters. What is this?”
A nun I didn’t recognize was staring at us with a dumbfounded expression.
No. I was just starting to get turned on too?
