My world to Free-use-Chapter 5: The legendary slap and more

Chapter 5

From the beauties of the Yin sect to the beauties of the florescent flower, a sect that performed dual cultivation techniques, no one was this beautiful. I had seen the women of nobility and women who had managed to preserve their beauty for hundreds of years.

Yet none of them, not one of them matched this woman in terms of beauty. Or it was just my lecher mind who when saw her body forgot about everything else. I mean, she wasn't that beautiful before, she was definitely beautiful, but now, just, wow.

Woof!

I wanted to admire that body for hours. Her back turned to me, and that ass, man, that ass. It was big, just as I had imagined, it was round like a watermelon, just as I had imagined. Now, all I hoped it was as soft as I had hoped as well.

Only one way to find out. As I said before, I could stand here and admire her for hours but I didn't have hours. I had minutes. She had just taken her clothes off and she would wear new ones soon and I would lose my opportunity.

So, resolving my will, I went in quietly, snuck behind her, and raised my hand. Just at that moment, she bent down to pick up her clothes from the ground, and that was when I saw it.

As much as it should have stumped me, it made me confused more. What I was seeing was a clean ass crack through which I could see her asshole and her pussy slit. The problem was that they were both too tight.

Her asshole looked so tight that I doubted I would even be able to penetrate it with my finger. But it was understandable if she had never had any ass action before.

But that didn't explain that slit of hers. It was closed, like a girl in her eighteens. It was impossible because if one had sex on a regular basis, even once a week for years, which was natural to assume with her age, a slit would at least open up. The foreskin on her clit was understandable as some girls didn't like the forbidden bead being stimulated but what about her slit?

Was she even properly fingered before?

However, before I could mull on it more, she stood up straight once again. I snapped out of my train of thought and focused back. She was about to wear another skirt. I needed to slap her before that so when she bent once again to wear it, fully holding myself back to admire that sight once again, I brought my raised hand down that was frozen in the air because of her slit.

Of course, I didn't apply too much pressure. The quest only said a spank. It never mentioned anything about the intensity of it.

Pah!

My hand collided with what felt like a cushion and the ripples. Oh my god, the ripples. I had just slapped the bubbliest of asses in all my life.

"Kyah!" Of course, now came the difficult part.

She turned around, seeing me standing behind her, a little startled form which she calmed down when she saw me, "Oh, sweetie. What are you doing here?"

Wait what? There was no sign of anger on her. She hadn't even made sure to cover her tits which were, once again, wow. However, her nipples weren't excited at all. They weren't inverted, just dormant.

Hasn't she ever breastfed before?

So many questions and no answer and the biggest question of all the time. Why wasn't she freaking out seeing me in front of her!?

She wasn't even covering herself or anything. She just stood there with a puzzled face which I suspected was because I hadn't answered her yet.

"Ther---There was a fly on your buttock, mother," I said, as politely as I could.

"Oh, how sweet of you," She said with a smile before she bent down once again to wear her skirt, this time her front to me, and I had to say, seeing those gravity-defying breasts go down was a sight. Like water balloons held from the bottom by hands.

Without knowing what I was doing as if mesmerized, I extended my hand forward and grabbed her left breast. I didn't know what I was doing since that was how mesmerized I was by her tits. However, the realization came to me as soon as I grabbed her tit and gave it a squeeze.

I hurriedly pulled my hand back and apologized, "I'm sorry Mother! I didn't know what came over me." I screwed my chances with her on the first day, that was how bad it was.

"Huh? What are you apologizing for, sweetie?" she asked.

"What?" I asked in return as I couldn't quite understand her question and the confused expression on her face didn't help. "For... for touching you," I replied, hoping to give a good excuse.

But what she said next left me dumbfounded, "Oh. I thought you again tried going to the cursed forest. It's all right. You can touch Mother all you want. As long as it doesn't hinder my work, my boy can show me all the affection he wants."

I heard her sentences, each of her words not making any sense after the other. However, once again, realization dawned on me. Why didn't she say anything about me seeing her naked? By rule, shouldn't she have admonished me then as well?

A thought came to my mind. A terrifying thought but an amazing one at the same time. I didn't know if it was true or not but if it was...

Oh boy. Just thinking about it turned me on even though I felt nothing down there. As expected, horniness was a chemical reaction of the brain.

I decided to put her words to the test and once again extended my hand and began to fondle her left breast. Earlier, I was too out of it to feel it but now that I was feeling it without any tension on my mind, I found out how soft it was. Like really a balloon filled with water.

I slowly began to squeeze her tit to see where my limit was and soon, I realized there was none. She just stood there, looking at me with a smile on her face. That smile, however, only made it worse.

Once again, unknowingly, I moved my other hand and grabbed her nipple. Unlike her gigantic tits, her nipples were small and perky, nothing like that of a middle-aged woman.

I grabbed her right nipple and gave it a squeeze.

"Sss..." She hissed in pain and pulled her chest back, leaving my hands empty.

"What was that, sweetie?" She asked, more curious than angry. My guess? She hadn't felt that before. No one had played with her tits before. Just that thought increased the pleasure in my mind and I said, "I'm sorry, mother. I squeezed too hard. I will be gentle this time."

"Oh. Okay." She confusedly said and once again stepped forward. This time, I began with a slow and gentle approach, not a hurried and rough approach like before.

First and foremost, came her areola, which wasn't very broad. I circled with my finger around it to see whether she also had nerves in there or if was it just like my dick and no sensation could be felt.

She squirmed. She didn't moan but she at least squirmed which meant she was sensitive to her nipples. Happy with that, I began to do that with both of my hands.

I gently circled around her areolas and, circled the nipples with my forefingers with the slightest of contacts.

"Hmm..." She moaned. But she didn't know what it was as she asked, "Ooh... What are you doing, sweetie? It feels strange."

Her breathing became heavy but she still didn't know what this feeling was.

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"Does it feel good or bad?" I asked.

"I don't know. But it doesn't feel bad." She replied but she wasn't so sure of herself.

Nodding, I took both of her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and began to gently press them. I didn't pinch them but just slightly applied the minimal pressure.

"Ahhnnmmm~" She once again moaned, this time, pleasure in her voice. She asked once again, "Oh, sweetie. Where did you learn that? It feels very good. Is it some sort of massage?"

She knew about massage but she didn't know about this kind of massage. That told a lot about this world.

Seeing that she didn't mind, I lightly pinched her nipples still between my fingers but I didn't overdo it and kept the pressure in range.

"Ahhnnnmmm~~~" This time a longer moan but that didn't stop. It kept coming. She kept moaning this time as I kept playing with her nipples.

"What are you... what are you doing, Jack? It feels so good." She said with her eyes closed and feeling the pleasure given by me.

I smiled and moved on to the next stage of the pleasure.