"Mother has been very busy lately, hasn't she?"
Stella looked down into the teacup she held between her hands.
Akira was enjoying the afternoon teatime with the princesses like usual, but the queen was not with them.
"That is just how official duties are sometimes," said Rosemary like it was to be expected, but her lowered tone sounded sad.
Christina had been very busy for the past few days, so she stayed in her office and even eaten meals alone in there. She was busy with official duties from early in the morning to late at night, so she had no time to spend with her daughters.
"I know that, but…but still."
"I am sure mother knows her limits, but I do hope she does not push herself too hard."
Stella and Rosemary sighed in worry. The princesses had their own schedules to deal with, so they had not seen their mother much recently.
"How is she doing, Akira? She is not overworking herself, is she?"
"She seemed fine as far as I could tell."
Christina would return to her bedroom late at night, but she would still spend her scheduled nights with him.
Rather than seeming unwell, she seemed even sexier than usual during their time together, but just because she seemed fine now did not mean she would not fall ill later if she kept this up.
"I see. I hope you are right."
Stella must have been worried about that too because his response did cheer her up much.
"What kind of mother worries her daughters like this? Akira, you should tell her not to work herself so hard."
"Oh, that's a great idea. Please do that, Akira."
"Eh? You want me to?"
Christina would often fight with them over him, but she called her daughters her treasures and they loved their mother very much. He did not see why they would need him to relay the message.
"Because I know she would be delighted if she heard it from you."
"Wouldn't she be even more delighted if we all went together?"
"Do not be ridiculous. We would only be a nuisance if we all barged in there while she is so busy."
The sisters seemed to think she would be more willing to listen if he relayed the message while they were in bed than if they forced a meeting now.
"Fair enough. I will tell her next time I see her."
"Please do."
When he agreed, Stella smiled in relief. Rosemary elegantly sipped at her tea like it was nothing, but he could tell just how worried they both were about their mother.
He had grown up without a family, so he felt a little jealous of how well this family got along. However, he was a part of it himself since they were all competing for his love.
He suddenly started feeling worried about Christina too.
After enjoying their tea, the boy walked to the queen's office with Sherris accompanying him.
He had originally planned to tell her the next time he spent the night in her room, but he grew too impatient for that and wanted to tell her right away.
However, she was so busy he knew he could not do that immediately. Yet when he asked Sherris, she managed to arrange a meeting.
"Does she really have time for this?"
"Yes. Her meeting has reached a break and she resting in her office, so she can see you for about ten minutes."
Knowing time was limited naturally hurried his pace. He did not often meet her during her official duties, so he felt out of place walking down the gorgeous hallway outside of the usual tower.
"Excuse me. Sir Akira is here to see you."
They arrived at a large door and Sherris knocked before opening it and leading him inside.
Christina was seated on a sofa in the back of the large office.
"Welcome, Akira. Why the sudden urge to visit me?"
She gave him the same gentle smile she did when welcoming him into her bedroom.
But instead of the sexy young woman seated on a bed, this was the noble and refined look of a queen. He was bowled over by her overwhelming presence and quickly bowed.
"H-how do you do?"
He had grown accustomed to accepting her invitations into her bedroom, but this reminded him that she was indeed a queen.
"Hee hee. Oh, Akira. Why are you so nervous? Quit standing there and come here."
"O-okay."
Christina hid her mouth behind a feather fan and smiled elegantly while patting the sofa next to her with her other hand.
She was telling him to take a seat there. He normally would have leaped into her large boobs, but he was feeling so nervous he sat further away from her than necessary.
"I was so busy I thought I was going to go crazy, but this surprise visit from you has turned it into a wonderful day.
She cheerfully embraced the tense boy and held him lovingly to her enormous breasts. Then she kissed his forehead and gently stroked his hair.
He knew she would probably be willing to let him drink her milk right away if he asked.
(Mgh. Ahh, her boobs are the best.)
Surrounded by that superb softness and warmth and by the sweet scent of her hair, he could not help but rub his cheeks against them from within her cleavage.
He wanted to just indulge in this and forget everything else, but her mention of how busy she was reminded him why he was here.
"Um, Queen Christina? You seem to have been very busy lately."
"Yes, I am. A bit of a problem has cropped up. I cannot go into details, but we have to figure out how to deal with Sodom's new government."
Diplomatic issues were top secret, so she could not tell even a family member or lover.
However, he was curious since it had to do with his birthplace.
Sodom had been a powerful military kingdom until a recent revolution had driven out the royal family and established a citizen's parliament, but the military of the old government still backing them. It looked like things had changed and they were approaching their neighbors in a friendly manner, but Courreges and the others were still wary.
There had in fact been some trouble near the border and Christina and the queendom's top officials were trying to respond to that.
At the same time, they were secretly investigating the person who had ordered the attack on Akira. With so much to do, it was no wonder she was busy.
"Sorry I cannot spend much time with you. Were you feeling lonely?"
It was true he had felt a little lonely not being able to see her throughout the day, but he knew he was in no position to complain about that.
"No, I know you cannot help it. I was actually worried about your health as you stay up so late working every day."
"Oh, how kind of you. Hee hee. But I am doing just fine."
She smiled happily and hugged him tight when she learned he was worried about her.
That pressed her massive boobs against him even more, but he somehow managed to extract his face from them to speak.
"A-also, Princess Stella and Princess Rosemary were worried you might grow sick if you keep this up."
"My, they were?"
Her eyes widened in surprise when she heard her daughters had been worried about her overworking as well.
But then she smiled and nodded happily.
"Yes, I probably should start getting more rest, so tell those girls not to worry. Also, it looks like this issue will be dealt with before long, so then we can all spend some time relaxing together."
"Y-yes, that sounds wonderful."
The face of a dignified queen vanished, but instead of a sexy young woman, it was replaced by that of a kind mother.
His heart pounded at that loving expression since he had lost his parents so young.
Also, the national treasures that were those boobs were right in front of him and their pleasant softness was in his hands. He knew she did not have time for this now, but he could not stop thinking about those breasts.
"Um! C-could I massage your…shoulders! Yes, your shoulders."
He barely managed to suppress the urge to suck at her tits to drink their milk, and he stood up to escape her arms.
"Oh, I couldn't have you do that for me."
"I do not mind at all. You are clearly exhausted, so please let me do what little I can."
She smiled at him and told him he did not have to, but he circled behind the sofa and placed his hands on her boldly exposed shoulders.
"Ahn♪ Oh, Akira. I am not some old woman."
The sudden touch caused her to let out a sexy cry and twist around.
As revenge for getting that cute reaction out of her, she glared back at him.
"N-no, no! I didn't mean it like that."
"Hee hee. I am only joking. Now, if you don't mind, I would love a shoulder massage."
She smiled in amusement at how he frantically shook his head and then she faced forward again, relaxed her shoulders, and stretched out her legs.
He began massaging her beautiful skin that was void of all wrinkles and blemishes.
"Ahhh…nh, you are good at this, Akira. It feels nice."
He started off gently since doing it too strongly would have the opposite effect, but her shoulders were more tense than he had expected.
That was likely the combined effect of her overwork and her large breasts. Those shoulders bore the weight of the queendom and of a simple mother, so he thought she looked beautiful and cool from behind.
He poured his all into the massage to show his love and his thanks for how well she cared for him.
"Ahh, that's nice. Maybe I should get you to do this more often."
She let out a sweet breath of utter relaxation.
Devouring each other's bodies in bed was great, but enjoying this more relaxed interaction felt enjoyable and delightful.
"Ahh, but I was worrying my daughters, was I? I'm such a terrible mother."
She spoke a rare criticism of herself while closing her eyes and enjoying the massage, so he stopped working in surprise.
She seemed to feel bad she had worried her daughters and him with her overwork, but he saw her as the ideal mother.
"That is not true. You are incredibly kind as a mother and I am sure Princess Stella and Princess Rosemary see it the same way, so you are not an awful mother."
Passion entered his tone because he did not like hearing anything bad said about her, even by herself.
But when she looked back in surprise and their eyes met, he came back to his senses and blushed.
"S-sorry. I shouldn't act like I understand."
"No, it's fine. Hee hee. That really cheered me up. That is the kind of husband I would like to have around. I'm glad you said it."
She twisted her body around, reached up, and pulled his head in close.
"I am fine. Because I have my adorable Stella and Mary. And because I have you. That is what lets me keep working."
"Queen Christina."
He was surrounded by her sweet scent and soft arms and they both moved in to kiss.
That light kiss was not enough, so they added tongues to the equation. But at that very moment…
"Your Majesty, it is time to go."
They had lost track of time with the massage, so her maid called to her from outside the room.
"I really get no time to relax, do I?"
She stood up in disappointment and then hugged him over the sofa again.
"Thank you, Akira. That felt really good."
"But please do not push yourself too hard."
"I won't. I will return to the tower as soon as possible tonight, so we can enjoy dinner together. And I mean with my daughters too. Okay?"
She gave him one last kiss before leaving.
He had told her everyone was worried about her, but he felt like he had let himself get distracted by her boobs in the end. He had done what he came here to do, but he was still somewhat worried as he watched her leave.
"Akira, I'm coming in."
After visiting Christina, Akira returned to his room, sat on the sofa, and read a book while enjoying the tea Sherris had prepared for him.
He was used to spending time with her as his personal maid, so he was relaxing and enjoying his spare time like that when a knock came at the door and Rosemary stepped in.
"I hear you spoke with mother."
She glanced over at the black-haired maid waiting next to the boy, but she soon approached with solid footsteps.
"Yes, I visited her earlier. But who told you that?"
"W-well, you were not here when I visited before, so I asked the maids and they said you had gone to see mother. But that does not matter. You did tell mother what we asked, I hope?"
He had not been hiding that he paid the queen a visit, but he felt kind of bad that he had been out when the younger princess came by.
"Of course. She was happy to hear you two were worried about her and she said not to worry because she would make sure to get her rest. She also said she would finish her official duties early today so we could all eat dinner together."
"I see. That is good to hear."
The domineering princess let out a relieved sigh when he relayed Christina's message.
But she soon gave a sharp look to the boy and the maid. She seemed to be accusing them of something, but Sherris spoke before he could figure out what.
"I will wait outside, so feel free to tell him whatever this is."
The clever maid bowed and left the room.
That left him and the princess alone in the room, but she looked around restlessly and repeatedly turned back toward the door the maid had left through.
"Wh-what are you so-…whoa!?"
He was unsure what she was checking on, but then she approached with a blush and sat on his lap.
"What? You don't want to hold me?"
"O-of course I do. You just surprised me is all."
He cried out at her unexpected action, so the princess turned back toward him with curly hair swaying and glared at him with pouted lips. She apparently wanted his attention, but she had wanted to make sure they were alone first since she still preferred it that way.
It was a lot like her to be unable to come out and say so, but her prickly behavior seemed all the cuter when he knew it was only meant to hide that fact.
"Hmph. You go see mother right away and you always flirt with Sherris, but you won't even hug me when we're alone together?"
"Don't be ridiculous."
The boy worked hard to keep the smile off his face, but the princess apparently did not like having Sherris added as another powerful rival when her sister and mother were already getting ahead of her.
"Then how about you prove it?"
She complained in a sulky way, but she apparently liked being held from behind because she leaned her back against him.
She apparently wanted him to be more assertive in their intimacy.
"Sorry. I want to do this with you too of course."
Remember when he had milked her like this before, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist and held her tight.
"Hyah!"
She must not have expected him to hug her so quickly because she gave a cute shriek while seated in his lap. Despite her bold approach here, she seemed nervous.
(Ahh, she smells so nice.)
Her fantastic figure meant she felt unbelievably soft and pleasant his arms. Plus, the scent of her hair tickled his nose and sent his heart pounding.
"You say that, but you seem happy enough with Sherris and Stella."
He was enjoying the feel of her well-developed body in his arms, but she refused to look back at him.
She must have heard about him and Stella in the bath the other day and felt left out.
"W-well, um…"
He could not see her face while holding her from behind, but he knew she had to be puffing out her cheeks in an obvious sign of displeasure.
While he thought about how to smooth this over, she said something he had not expected.
"I can, um, milk you too."
"Huh?"
He did not know what she was saying at first.
"Again! If you insist, I can milk you just like they can."
His poor reaction must have gotten to her because intensity filled her tone and she glared back at him. She had a sulking frown on her face and a flush around her eyes. That was supposed to be a look of anger, but it looked somehow cute instead.
"In fact, if I put my mind to it, I can milk you so, so much better than Stella or Sherris can."
"Th-that sounds wonderful."
Rosemary let her anger get the better of her. It was true she had grown more open with her feelings since they first met, but she still had trouble doing these things without a rival there to motivate her.
"Besides, it is a husband's duty to provide his wife with all the milk she wants. I demand to milk you tonight, so, um, uh…"
She had grown bold when he did not quite seem to get it, but now she held her hands between her thighs and fidgeted.
Her usual intensity was nowhere to be found. She kept glancing up at him until she finally gathered her resolve and continued.
"So I want to sleep with you tonight to milk you all I want."
Her nervous and imploring tone of voice was so incredibly different from her usual forceful way of speaking.
This was not just an act and that multitude of expressions was her true self. In a way, Rosemary always let her emotions show quite clearly, so she could not use her expressions to toy with a guy.
It delighted him to know the look on her face now was for him and only him.
"In that case, I will spend the night with you."
"Really? You promise?"
When he nodded, she just about hugged him with a big smile on her face, but she caught herself and erased the smile.
"Then I will visit your room tonight, so, um, be waiting."
"Understood. I look forward to it."
She must have been embarrassed he had seen her so excited, so she tried to feign indifference and faced forward again. But she was clearly in a good mood after receiving his promise for that night because she had placed her hands on the arms wrapped around her waist.
The boy could not wait to find out how that prickly girl would milk him that night.
Christina finished her official duties and returned to the tower early that day, so the four of them could enjoy dinner together. They had a lively conversation together after the meal and ended up talking much longer than they intended.
Thanks to that, it was very late by the time he took a bath, had Sherris wash his back, had her dress him, and returned to his room.
"S-sorry about the wait."
Not long after he lay down in bed, a knock came at the door. Since he had plans with Rosemary, he had only had the maid wash him in the bath, no matter how hot her tits were. He had been crazy horny ever since.
"Oh! C-come in."
He sat up in bed, but Rosemary did not immediately enter the room.
He tilted his head in confusion, but she finally threw the door open.
"Eh!? Princess Rosemary!?"
When she stepped in, the princess was wearing a maid uniform.
This was so unexpected he could only stare. She wore a black and white maid uniform with a lacy hairband. The unusually short skirt showed off the thigh-high white tights she wore.
"Well, what do you think? If I was going to be milking you, I thought I should dress for the part."
She crossed her arms below her chest as if to show off her clothing to the speechless boy.
He found it hard to believe that proud princess was willing to dress like a servant, so he moved his gaze along her body from toe to head.
The maid uniform was a lot plainer than the fancy dresses she normally wore, but her gorgeous curly blonde hair, her fantastic curves, and her impressive bust seemed like too much for a maid.
She could not hide her innate nobility, so even the plain maid uniform looked like a beautiful dress when she wore it.
"What? If you have something to say, then say it!"
He had frozen up with his mouth gaping and she could not stand his gaze, so she shouted angrily at him.
"Well, um, uh, why?"
He was unsure if he should say this servant's clothing looked good on the princess or not. Both options seemed like they would be insulting.
"Because I can't stand to let Stella or Sherris outdo me."
She did not like his lack of a real response, so she pouted her lips and turned her head aside.
She had probably chosen to wear this after concluding he would like it. And if he ignored that she was a princess, the idea of having a girl as good looking as her serving him like a maid was an attractive one.
Just as he started to accept the situation before his eyes, she impatiently stomped her feet and approached him.
"I will be your milkmaid for tonight. How does that sound?"
She climbed onto the bed and got on all fours on top of him.
"I-it sounds great, but…"
"Then there is no need for buts. I will pleasure you with these boobs since you like them so much."
With that confident statement, she started removing his pajamas.
She was strong-willed but also shyer than most, so this was a bold and assertive action for her. That showed how badly she did not want to lose in the fight over him.
"…! I-I am fine. This is a piece of cake for me."
She briefly looked frightened by his partially-erect penis, but she started muttering to herself while reaching out to it and slowly stroking it up and down.
"Ahh."
Her movements were awkward, but that domineering princess was giving him a handjob. The smooth feeling of her fingers and palm were enough for his young cock to grow fully erect in no time.
"It always looks like it must hurt to grow so swollen. Does it?"
She gave the penis a curious look while it twitched in her hand.
"It doesn't hurt…but it feels lonely…and wants to be touched."
"Th-then you are in luck. That is what I am here for."
She must have been happy he desired her because she immediately reached for the chest of her maid uniform. She pulled it down to reveal her deep cleavage and her giant boobs contained in a red lace bra.
She had clearly chosen the bra to entertain the male gaze because it had fine stitching reminiscent of a red rose and the lace portions let her skin show through in a provocative way.
(O-ohh. Her tits really are enormous.)
They looked ready to spill out of the cups already and his eyes were glued to them despite how many times he had seen them before.
Not many girls her age or even adult women had breasts with such a perfect combination of size and beauty.
"C'mon, it's embarrassing when you stare like that."
"B-but how can I not stare when they're like twin works of art?"
"Hee hee. Oh, Akira. You do have a way with words."
She bashfully averted her gaze, but in order to give him what he wanted, she pulled down one cup of the bra and then the other to reveal her bare breasts.
Despite their size, those noble titties defied gravity for an intensity and beauty that charmed the boy and made him gulp. His dick throbbed impatiently at the thought of those being used to milk him.
"You just got even bigger down here. Heh heh. Do you want me to milk you with my boobs that badly?"
She let his heated gaze wash over her as she proudly lifted her breasts in her hands and pressed them against his crotch.
"Ahh! Your boobs."
Her soft but firm boobs squeezed his penis from either side. The instant their heat and squishiness surrounded it, a meltingly sweet tingling spread through his crotch, so he arched his back and moaned loudly.
"Nh. How do my breasts feel?"
His reaction was enough to know the answer to that question, but she looked up at him with a triumphant smile and demanded he say it out loud.
"S-so good."
"They do, don't they? Mine really are the best, aren't they? Now, let me show you what they can really do."
His response brought obvious happiness to her voice and she began moving her giant breasts to rub them against his penis in order to pleasure him even more.
Most of her previous titjobs had been at her mother's prompting or to compete with her sister, but she had chosen to do it all on her own this time. That proactive attitude tickled his heart and made his member even harder than it already was.
"Ahhn, your penis just keeps getting warmer between my boobs."
She blushed and continued moving her breasts while feeling every little twitch of his dick in reaction to the pleasure. Simply supporting them from the sides and rubbing them up and down was more work than it looked like, so her brow and chest were soaked with sweat before long.
She also had white milk seeping from the tips of the breasts bouncing on either side of his penis.
"Ah…your milk."
"Nh, I-I can't help it after this much stimulation to my chest."
She looked aside in embarrassment, but she kept moving her hands to rub her tits against him. She had inherited her mother's milk tanks, so once the milk started flowing, there was no stopping it. It soaked his crotch in no time.
His penis was covered in milk and the reduced friction naturally caused the titjob to speed up.
"Agh, Princess Rosemary, that's so good. It feels so good."
One of the queendom's most famous girls had her tits out and was using them to milk his cock. Plus, seeing that domineering princess in a maid uniform was a refreshing sight that turned him on even more.
His shameless young penis felt like it was melting in her sweet titty pressure and he already felt a hot urge rising from deep in his crotch.
"Y-you would expect any less from my boobs? Ah, nhh. Here, I will pleasure you even more."
He had to grab the bedsheets to endure the pleasure, but seeing that only made her press her enormous boobs against him all the harder. His penis was nearly buried by her marshmallow-soft mounds and the entire shaft was surrounded.
"B-but do it any harder and I'll cum."
"Really? Then cum. I am your milkmaid for tonight, so give me your milk."
If he came quickly, it would prove how good her titjob had been, so she breathed heavily and worked to bring him to climax.
But cumming too quickly would hurt his pride as a boy. And more than that, he wanted to experience this superb titjob for as long as possible.
"Ahhn. Your penis is so hot and I can feel it twitching. You want to cum already, don't you? Then go ahead and cum in my tits!"
She did not know what he was thinking, so when she sensed his limit approaching, she madly stroked his penis with her milk-wet breasts.
"Whoa, whoa! Wait! I-I really am going to cum!"
"Pant, pant. Nh, why are you holding back? I said you can cum, so d-do as you are told!"
Supporting her wildly-moving tits meant she was essentially massaging them quite strongly, so milk was squirting from her light-pink nipples that were as erect as his penis. Plus, rubbing her breasts against his hot erection seemed to be bringing her pleasure because her breathing was heavy and there was heat in her voice.
Milk flowed endlessly from breasts much larger than the average for her age, soaking his penis, her cleavage, and even his crotch.
(Ahh, I really can't hold on much longer.)
While surrounded by the warm and sweet-smelling milk, the pleasure of her superb boobs rubbing his penis caused his hips to tremble and he could no longer restrain the urge to ejaculate.
Seeing Rosemary of all people in a maid uniform and playing the role of a milkmaid turned him on like crazy and he could only think about milky boobs.
"C'mon, you're about to cum, aren't you? You can cum in my mouth if you want, so get to it already."
He did not know who had taught her this, but she relaxed the pressure on her breasts, lowered her tongue to the penis head poking up out of her cleavage, and gave him an upturned look. Each time her rough tongue tip poked at the sensitive head, tingling pleasure coursed down his penis and into his crotch.
The way her pose begged him to cum right there in her mouth did a brilliant job of shattering his rational mind. No guy could resist if that domineering princess did something this cute.
"Ahh, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!"
Instead of fighting the intense feelings welling up inside him, he lifted up his hips to rub his penis against her boobs.
"G-go ahead! I will catch it all for you."
Her curly blonde hair swayed as she reached her head down, pressed her tongue tip against his penis head, and prepared to have him release his load in her mouth.
He briefly worried whether he should really cum inside the princess's mouth, but he did not have the luxury of choice here.
The hot semen raced up his urethra.
"Ahn! Nm, gulp…nh, gulp."
Her eyes widened when the penis suddenly exploded in her mouth, but she soon placed the penis tip in her mouth and gulped down the semen.
(Ahh, she's drinking my cum.)
He surprised himself with how long the milk titjob made him ejaculate.
His penis throbbed again and again between her pleasant breasts and his mind went blank from the pleasure.
"Ahh, ahh, hh, ahh."
Once he finished ejaculating, he went limp and slumped down into the bed.
After swallowing every last drop of cum, the princess released his penis from her mouth and looked up. The softness of her boobs also left him, which was somewhat disappointing.
"Pwah, y-you really came a lot."
"You drank it all?"
"Of course. That is my job as a milkmaid tonight."
She gave a proud smile, but it was soon replaced by a look of realization and she buried her face in his crotch again.
"Oh, right. I need to end it with a cleanup blowjob."
She must have asked the maids what to do because she started sucking at the sensitive penis head immediately after he finished cumming. She licked the shaft clean and sucked the remaining semen from the urethra.
"Ah, ahhh. Y-you don't have to go that far."
The titjob and cum-drinking had made him happy enough, but he was moved even more by this dedicated service.
His penis was soon clean of saliva and leftover fluid, but her tongue had made it fully hard one more.
"Oh, Akira. Why are you this hard when you just came so much?"
She sighed in exasperation upon seeing his horny cock, but the happiness on her face was impossible to miss.
She was sitting cutely on the bed with her butt between her legs, her maid uniform's chest had been pulled down, and her milky breasts were fully exposed. He could not help but stare at those princess titties.
(How could I not get hard while looking at this?)
She did not criticize his rude gaze. In fact, she held her chest out proudly to show off her giant boobs.
"Hee hee. My breasts must have felt very good indeed. If you insist, I would be willing to do it again."
Making him cum so easily must have given her some confidence because she quickly started pressing her boobs against his dick again.
Another titjob was an attractive offer, but he wanted to do something more. The instant that thought crossed his mind, his body moved on its own. He grabbed her hands and then embraced her.
"Wh-what are you doing? Kyah!"
Her eyes widened in surprise when he collapsed onto the bed with her below him.
But she soon realized what he wanted and looked up at him with flushed cheeks.
"Y-you don't have to be so rough."
"Sorry. You're just so cute I couldn't help myself."
"…!? Then I guess I have no choice."
He was not trying to flatter her – he truly thought that. She must have been able to tell because that stubborn and contrary girl smiled and twisted her body in embarrassment.
The look on her face filled his heart with a bittersweet feeling and sent his lust boiling over.
"Princess Rosemary, can I put it inside you?"
"Of course you can. How can I say no when my husband wants me that badly?"
Her harshness when they first met was nowhere to be found as she squeezed his hands and sweetly whispered.
Those angled eyes that normally made her looks so willful had melted and it was obvious she wanted to do it as badly as he did.
"Then let's have lots of sex."
He restrained his arousal as he spread her lithe legs and slid his body between them.
"Ah."
She gasped when he reached for her maid skirt, but then she nodded to say it was all right.
(Wow, that's some really sexy underwear.)
When he lifted up her white apron and black skirt, he found red lace panties that matched her bra. It had fine stitching just like the bra and the crotch was transparent, showing off her mons pubis.
He gulped as he reached for the thin hip strings and pulled down the suggestive underwear. The titjob must have turned her on too because a clear, sticky string connected them to her crotch and a sweet and sour scent tickled his nose.
"You're soaked."
He removed the small scrap of cloth from her legs in white tights and viewed her flooded vulva.
"Y-you don't have to point it out."
She pouted her lips and looked aside in embarrassment. That sulking behavior tickled his heart with its cuteness.
"Sorry. I will put it in now."
"Yes, go ahead."
His heart pounded in his ears as he pressed his erect member against her wet vulva.
Her tits put most adults to shame, but her pussy lips were shut tightly like a virgin's and colored a lovely pink. But when the penis she had been waiting for arrived, they sucked at it as if drawing it inside.
"Ah, ahhhhhn!"
He lightly thrust his hips forward, the head entered her vagina a little, and she cried out sweetly.
She turned her damp eyes toward him and placed her hands on his arms which were holding her thighs.
(She's so cute.)
He adored the gap form her normal behavior, so he held her hands back and pushed his erection deep inside her.
"Ahh, nh. I can feel you inside me."
Once the thickest part of the head was inside, she arched her back at the sensation while milk squirted from her nipples.
"Kh, your pussy is wrapping all around me."
It was not on Stella's level, but her undeveloped vagina felt incredibly tight. He had just finished ejaculating, but simply pushing inside her was enough to feel hot desire welling up within him again.
So instead of entering her all the way, he lightly moved his hips back and forth to loosen her up near the entrance.
"Ahn! A-Akira, if you rub me inside like that…I'll…ahn!"
His shallow thrusting added more sensuality to her moans.
Plus, her boobs jiggled like jelly with each thrust and the milk-dripping nipples danced before his eyes.
The horny boy could not possibly sit idly by with those attractive titties in front of him.
"Can I…drink your milk?"
He worked his hips and grabbed the two giant mounds in his hands before pressing the two swollen nipples together toward the center.
"A-ahn. You can, but not right now. Ahn, your cock is so good already, that would be too much…hhhn!"
His penis head rubbed at her soaked vaginal walls and a light massage of the horny princess's breasts was enough for sweet milk to flow out.
He took turns sucking at the two breasts to drink the milk and roll the hard nipples around with his tongue.
"Oh, Akira. You do love my boobs, don't you?"
She wrinkled her brow and twisted her body, but her arms continued to tightly embrace him around the neck.
Stimulating the #1 erogenous zone that was her breasts soon had her vaginal flesh soaked and nicely loosened up.
"Nh. Oh, you're right. I forgot to move my hips."
"I-I didn't mean it like- ah, ahn!"
He enjoyed the feel of those breasts that kept their shape despite their great size, but he also started grinding his hips harder than before.
"Hyah! Y-you're hitting me deep inside!"
His erect penis penetrated her even deeper and the head finally reached the cervix. That meant the entire shaft was surrounded by her vaginal flesh which squeezed softly but tightly.
"W-well? Does it feel good?"
The ends of her eyebrows were lowered and heated breaths escaped her youthful lips. That should have been enough of an answer, but he still stared at her melted face to get that stubborn girl to say it herself.
She gasped when she realized what he wanted and tightened up her slack mouth. But she could not resist for long and let out a sweet voice.
"I-it does. It feels amazing."
She looked away in embarrassment but gave an honest answer when he gave her a taste of her own medicine.
"How about you!? How does it feel inside me!?"
But she was still frustrated enough to ask him the same question back and stare him in the eye.
"It feels unbelievably good! I'm so glad I can have sex with you."
"I-I am glad to hear it. Hhh."
When he answered without any shame whatsoever, her cheeks flushed all the brighter. Her vaginal walls also sucked happily at his penis.
His hip movements naturally grew in intensity as if he were being sucked into that nectary hole of soft flesh.
"Ah, ahhn! S-so rough. If you keep that up…"
"Sorry. It feels so good I can't stop!"
When his wild thrusting knocked deep inside her over and over, she forgot all about being a milkmaid for the night and simply writhed in pleasure while milk erupted from her jiggling breasts.
Her wavy blonde hair was splayed across the bed, the legs in her white tights were spread wide, and a sweet voice left her lips. It all worked to further arouse him.
"Akira, I'm almost there! I'm about to cum!"
It was too much for her to try to hide her pleasure, so she honestly announced it while desperately clinging to the arms groping her breasts.
"R-really!? I am too!"
Glad she was enjoying his technique, he pounded his hips into her crotch.
Her sensitive vaginal flesh rubbed against his sensitive erect penis and a lewd wet sound joined the slapping of flesh to echo through the bedroom.
"Ah, ahn! Akira, cum inside me! G-give me all your milk!"
He had thought about adjusting his speed based on her reactions, but the pleasure was too great and he ended up just pounding her as hard as he could.
Fortunately, that was enough for her to moan while milk flowed from her breasts.
"O-okay! I will cum inside you! Ah, I'm almost there!"
The way that contrarian of a girl was lying so obediently in his bed brought his arousal to its max. The ejaculatory urge he had barely managed to restrain so far finally ruled his crotch and he could not control it.
He shoved his penis inside her vagina and shook her womb with the head. That rough union brought them both to climax.
"Hyahn! Yes, I-I'm cumming! I'm cummiiiiiiiing!!"
"Gh, so am I! I'm cumming!!"
Their voices joined as one and her vaginal flesh trembled like it was convulsing. At the same time, his narrow urethra was forced open by an unbelievably powerful stream of semen.
"Ahhhhhhhhn! I can feel your hot milk inside me. I swear it's going to burn me."
As the semen filled her womb, the princess arched her sweaty back and moaned in a voice sweeter than any she ever used in normal life.
This second load was as incredibly large as the first, so her vagina was filled in no time and it flowed back out from their union.
"Pant, pant. Th-that was amazing."
Once he finished ejaculating, he collapsed limply on top of her.
Her milky tits were squished between their chests and he was surrounded by a pleasant softness and a post-ejaculatory lethargy.
"Ahhn, it really was."
Her arms were weak so soon after orgasm, but she still held him in them. The sweet and sour scent of her sweaty body and her body heat were both pleasant.
"Princess Rosemary."
"Akira…nh."
They both moved in for a kiss and enjoyed the afterglow of orgasm while holding each other in their arms.
"So did I make a good milkmaid?"
After cleaning herself up with a towel and changing from the maid uniform into her usual pajamas, the princess sank into the boy's arms and gave him a proud smile.
He had definitely been surprised when she gave him a titjob dressed as a maid, but it had felt like she returned to her usual self when they had sex. But as dense as he could be, he was not dumb enough to say that out loud.
"Um, I think you have a real knack for it."
"Of course I do. I can do anything I set my mind to. Heh heh. We should do that again sometime."
When he nodded in agreement, she narrowed her eyes in delight and pressed her face against his chest.
That cute behavior caused his heart to race and a sweet atmosphere surrounded the two of them.
"Come to think of it, you have…h-how should I put it? You have gotten awfully good at that."
Just as he was about to happily drift off to sleep, she glared at him like she had just remembered something.
"Eh?"
He had started off mostly taking the passive role in sex, but he had eventually wanted to satisfy the women and girls he loved. He had been secretly delighted that it was working, but Rosemary did not seem happy about it.
He was unsure why, so he could only tilt his head.
"I-it isn't that I'm jealous or anything like that. It's just…"
She trailed off, turned to the side, and buried her face in his chest.
(O-oh, so that's why.)
Getting better at sex meant he was having more sex with people other than her. He had been happy with his ability to take the lead despite having been a virgin so recently, but the girl had more complicated feelings about it.
On the other hand, he felt like it would be wrong to apologize, so he could only silently and gently hold her in his arms.
"But I refuse to lose. I will make sure your eyes are always on me, so prepare yourself!"
She pouted her lips, but then she stubbornly announced that she was the best and kissed him on the cheek.
(Hm, I never knew it was possible to be too happy.)
All of them truly were the cutest and horniest wives a guy could ask for.
But this made it all the harder to decide who to spend the nights with. It was a problem most any guy would love to have, but that did not make it any easier to choose.