Chapter 94 – Isekai Milf – Convent Arc (17)
95. Isekai MILF – Convent Arc (17)
The hole was at just the right height when I sat on the chair, my eyes level with it.
When I stood, it was perfectly positioned for my crotch to touch.
There was only one thing I could think of when I saw it.
It was a hole for a dick.
‘It’s in the perfect position to purify the sins accumulated in my body.’
I was already in a state of arousal, having just bathed with the senior nuns and fondled Isabel’s breasts.
So, it was only natural that the nun who interrupted the flow, this Lamis, should take responsibility.
I had no intention of confessing some trivial story from the start. I had just followed along, wondering how I could win over a rather normal senior nun who seemed so fresh.
Her breasts were as big as a cow’s, and her large, firm buttocks matched.
And with her kind, gentle face and soft, sheep-like hair, there was no nun more perfect to be spoiled by.
I felt my face growing increasingly flushed, and the lust I had been holding back slowly rising again.
………………………
“Alright. Let’s begin.”
We sat facing each other, separated by a wall, and began the confession.
Lamis’s voice came clearly through the small, round hole, without any distortion, as it passed through the thin cloth.
“First of all, since that happened… I have something to say first. In the future, if Sister Isabel asks you to, you know, bathe… together, please don’t hesitate to let me know. Understood?”
“Y-yes…”
Yeah, I’m not telling you. I’m going to have an orgy in the bath.
“Good… Now, parishioner. Feel free to talk about any worries you have. I’ll help you as much as I can…”
“Uuuh…”
At Lamis’s words, I let out a low groan as if I were troubled.
She seemed used to this situation, as she tried to ease my tension with her soft voice.
“Parishioner. It’s okay. If you keep it all inside, it can become a mental illness… I’m always ready to listen.”
“…Actually, there is one thing.”
At my mumbling, hesitant voice, Lamis didn’t push me but slowly tried to guide me into the consultation.
“Yes… Please, speak comfortably.”
“Well, it’s, it’s kind of… lewd… Is it… okay?”
“……”
Lamis was momentarily speechless at my words.
After about five seconds of silence, she spoke again, trying to continue the consultation as gently as possible.
“I-it’s okay… Parishioner. Lewd thoughts are… um, yes. Something everyone can have. I won’t tell anyone… So, please, feel free…”
I made a small, nasal sound as if I were pondering, and during that time, Lamis waited patiently for me to open up.
And then, vulgar words came tumbling out of me.
“Um… …Actually, my dick has been acting weird since earlier… It’s, it’s getting really big…”
“D-d-dick?! Parishioner, you mustn’t use such vulgar words! Where did you learn such language?!”
Lamis reacted strongly right away.
From her trembling voice, I could easily imagine her face was as red as it had been in the bath.
“Nun… Ah, it’s nothing.”
I trailed off, about to say something, and closed my mouth.
But since ‘nun’ had come out, she could probably guess.
Of course, it was a lie, but since she had just witnessed such a lewd scene, she would probably think Isabel or someone else had taught me something strange.
I’m too embarrassed to start with my dick now…
“Haa… His self-control didn’t even last a day… How could such a pure boy already…”
I could faintly hear Lamis sighing softly from behind the thin cloth. After pondering for a while, Lamis tried to gently scold me, however clumsily.
“…Since that happened in the bath, I understand. But that…”
“Ah, no. I could hold back the lewdness when I was bathing…”
“…It wasn’t because of that?”
“Yes… I was just feeling lewd when I was bathing, but… after I came out and saw, saw Sister Lamis… Well, it’s because I saw you…”
I only said that much and cut off the flow, leaving it hanging tantalizingly.
“……”
Lamis was listening with great concentration, as there wasn’t even a small rustling sound, and her presence was completely still.
I could hear her gulp once.
“…Because you saw me?”
Even Lamis, curious about the rest, asked back in a slightly trembling voice.
“Are you… not going to get angry?”
“I won’t get angry. P-please, tell me everything you felt.”
“Okay, then.”
I paused slightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly explained the desires I had felt.
“When I saw Sister Lamis… my dick felt a tingle, and I felt incredibly lewd….”
“……”
“Um… Sister, you’re beautiful, and your, your breasts are huge… and your butt… Well, I thought you were incredibly sexy… And then my dick got really big… It’s not a lie, I even hugged you earlier without realizing it… I haven’t done this to the other nuns, it’s weird.”
“O-only… to me…”
“What should I do…? Even now, um, when I think of you, Sister, it’s hard to calm down… Am I just weird?”
I indirectly emphasized that the cause of the problem was Lamis herself, shifting the responsibility.
“That sudden hug earlier…”
Lamis muttered to herself, looking back at the situation.
Since I had rubbed my face against her like a baby animal, she might have had a vague idea of ‘maybe.’
She had seen me staring intently at her cow-like breasts and buttocks, with the face of an aroused male.
Besides, with a body like hers, wouldn’t there have been at least one nun who had tried to seduce her with some scissor action?
She probably knew the value of her own body better than anyone else.
“……………………”
A long silence followed.
I opened my mouth, my voice trembling as if I had become anxious.
“Sister Lamis…? Why aren’t you saying anything… Are you, are you angry? Is that it? …I’m sorry! I’m really sorry! I, I don’t think I should be in this convent. I’ll just talk to the Mother Superior and go somewhere else…”
As I desperately begged for forgiveness and tried to make a sudden exit, Lamis hurriedly cut me off, flustered.
“N-no, no! It’s not that. I just needed a moment to think…”
“Huuu…”
Her voice trembling, she seemed to be fidgeting, and she made a groaning sound as she moved her body, which was conveyed even through the wall.
And then, as if she had made up her mind, she cautiously asked me.
“Um, parishioner. Have you ever… masturbated?”
“Masturbated…? What’s that…?”
When I pretended not to know and asked back, Lamis made a ‘Ugh…!’ sound and replied in a tone dripping with shame.
“Y-you grab your, your thing with your h-hand and sh-shake it… No, what am I even saying…”
“……”
“……”
Another short silence.
“Even now… is it hard to hold back…?”
“…Yes.”
At those words, Lamis sighed softly and spoke in a trembling voice.
“Well, it seems I’m partly responsible… My breasts and buttocks are too, too sexy… And you didn’t do this to the other nuns… but you clung to me… Ugh…”
It was as if she were talking to herself.
Her voice had a subtle sweetness, and I imagined she was making a rather feminine expression, but it was a shame I couldn’t see her face.
“Then… this might sound strange… but, would you like to put it… here?”
“Yes. Put what…?”
“Y-your, your dick… here…”
Lamis, almost whispering, made the crazy suggestion first.
She had probably seen my attitude, as if I were craving her as a female, and thought I wouldn’t refuse.
If she was genuinely trying to take responsibility and serve me… then I would truly acknowledge her.
Lamis’s voice was trembling so much that if I hesitated any longer, she might back out, and it would all be for nothing.
“Yes. Uuuh…”
I immediately stood up, took out my half-erect dick, and put it into the hole.
Swoosh…
My glans, covered by foreskin, gently lifted the white cloth, and this unusually lewd dick gradually appeared before Lamis’s eyes.
“…………Ah?”
My thing, larger than that of an adult, was almost 15cm even when not erect.
This massive cock, which should never have been attached to my body, was already trying to exceed 20cm in its half-aroused state.
The peach-colored skin and the taut veins.
Lamis was now the only one staring intently at my thing, which she had just been looking down at.
I definitely didn’t have an exhibitionist fetish, but it was incredibly exciting to be showing it to her.
Maybe it was because she was a nun who had lived a chaste life… It felt like it would be especially fun to see her reaction.
“Oh, a huge dick… The book must not be wrong… You’re definitely not an ordinary boy… Haa…”
She seemed to have remembered that I was a proxy for the goddesses, as she muttered softly.
But didn’t this nun say earlier that ‘dick’ was a vulgar word?
Lamis rustled her body as if she were looking at my dick for a while, letting out low moans…
“Then, from now on… I, I’ll calm your dick down with my hands.”
She declared that she would give me a handjob.
…………………
Tap…
The sensation of a fingertip lightly touching the tip of my glans.
“Kyaa?!”
Lamis touched my dick lightly, and then, startled by its reaction, she let out a cute sound and pulled her hand away.
“Uuuh…”
“A-are you okay?”
“Yes, it was a sound of pleasure…”
“Haa…”
She touched my dick lightly, and after being cautious for a moment, she finally mustered the courage to grab my entire dick.
I could feel the soft texture and warmth from her palm on my dick.
“Your, your dick is so hot… Aah…”
Lamis, seemingly absorbed in the situation, was talking to herself in an increasingly clumsy tone as she fondled my dick. She slowly started to move my dick back and forth, even though the foreskin was still covering it.
Swoosh. Swoosh…
“Auuu… Sister… My dick is whining…”
“I-it’s okay… It’s a natural phenomenon… Just leave it all to me…”
Her voice was much more stable.
Lamis was calmly scolding me as if this handjob was an extension of the confession, bringing the atmosphere back to square one.
Even though I couldn’t see her expression, why did it feel like this act was a pure act of service when I heard her kind voice?
I, I feel good…
My dick, completely erect from her soft touch, was throbbing and swaying wildly.
“Hauu?!”
Lamis, who almost dropped my dick for a moment, was flustered and grabbed my dick tightly with her palm.
“Ouch!”
“S-sorry…! Did it hurt?”
“Ugh… No, not really…”
Startled by my scream, she quickly released her grip.
It did hurt a little.
“I’m so foolish… …Huuu~”
She made a sound as if she were sorry, and then suddenly started blowing on my dick.
“Hoo… Hoo~”
The cool breath, blowing from an incredibly close distance, tickled my dick.
Lamis held my long dick carefully in one palm and continued to blow on it, while gently stroking the top of my dick with her other hand, as if she were petting a child.
“May all the pain fly away… Hoo~”
A small amount of divine power could be felt from behind the wall.
W-what is this nun doing right now…?
S-surely, she’s not doing that because she thinks she’s blowing on a wound?
Today, I felt a different kind of shame that I had never experienced before.
