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"Ahhhhh..."
It had been three days since my last ejaculation. And now, I was climaxing right over a beautiful girl's face, grinding my crotch against her at zero distance.
The intense pleasure nearly made me pass out, eliciting a dirty groan involuntarily from deep within me. As I continued wringing out extra-thick globs of semen with vigorous thrusts, the lingering sensation almost triggered another release.
Squish... ♡ Squelch! ♡ Shlurp... ♡ Schloop! ♡ Schlooosh...
After I finish ejaculating, I keep my crotch pressed against Maria's face and slowly begin rocking my hips. With my semen-soaked pants, I rub (clean?) her dirty body.
Maria remains silent throughout this process. But that silence is all the proof I need of how much she enjoys it. After all...
Dribble... Dribble... Drip... Dribble-dribble-dribble!
A yellow fountain erupts from her cum-soaked panties.
It isn't spraying forcefully but rather trickling out intermittently with varying intensity, which suggests she really has just had an unconscious, happy pee accident.
Okay then.
Time for a brief moment of reflection.
Honestly, I want to enjoy Maria's filthy underwear a bit longer before moving on to penetration sex. This opportunity shouldn't be wasted; I should savor more of her bodily scents.
Nevertheless, I choose to take off Maria's underwear. Once her peeing seems to have stopped, I reach over to her still-immobile body and struggle to pull down her panties. It would've been easier if I'd rearranged myself first, but since my hand is still busy groping between her legs, it's my own fault for making things difficult.
Sluuuurp...
Maria's undergarments are huge.
With her enormous ass nearly bursting out of them and her tits bigger than her face, she needs extra-large lingerie just to contain everything. And now that the fabric has absorbed various fluids like love juices and piss, its weight is evident in my hands.
Both inside and out, these filthy panties have devolved beyond mere rags, but even so, they're treasured possessions to me.
When I shift my gaze from the panties back to Maria's crotch, the sight there is equally appalling.
Maria's disgustingly slutty cunt, with its labia vulgarly spread open like blossoming flowers. Her unwashed crotch emits a thick, raw female smell from those meaty petals—so potent it seems to sting not only my nose but even my eyes.
This crude, inferior pussy is soaked with urine and love juices, overflowing with filthy smegma. It's far too degenerate for any beautiful girl to possess.
Without hesitation, I dive right in, wasting no time.
"Mmmmmmphhhhhhhhhh~~~~~ ♡♡"
Shllluuuvv... ♡ Shlup! ♡ Slluuuurp! ♡ Slurrrsh! ♡ Gchuuushh! ♡♡
Even Maria has to react to this treatment.
I deliberately slurp loudly as I devour her dirty pussy, cleaning away all the filth with my tongue while gently stimulating the area around her vaginal opening with my teeth so as not to hurt her. Whenever her sticky love juices begin flowing out of her slit, I cover her entire vagina with my mouth and suck vigorously.
Of course, I continued grinding my crotch against Maria's face this whole time. At this point, nothing could distract me, so I decided to build up the mood with a second ejaculation, splattering more semen all over her face.
Maria squirted three times. She had countless orgasms.
Finally, I managed to clean out her pussy. Well, mostly just the dirt; considering it was now coated in saliva, love juices, and her own spray, you could argue that it was actually even filthier than before.
"Neee... sluuuurp ...aaaahh... ♡"
I removed my groin from Maria's face at last.
Between my pants and her features, there stretched thick strands of congealed semen. It was stickier than even natto, forming far more conspicuous strings.
"All right, shall we get down to business?"
"Ahhhhhhh... ♡"
The night for Maria and me had only just begun.
"Nooo!"
Her shriek was so loud it made even the volcanic eruption from before seem cute.
Maria's scream woke up everyone in town faster than you could say chicken. Of course, thanks to my Hypnotic Magic, no one found anything unusual about this occurrence.
"No way! No way! Nuh-uh, nuh-uh, NOOOO!"
"But dear, didn't we manage just fine last night?"
Despite staying up late making love together, Maria seemed as energetic as ever first thing in the morning—a testament to her youth. Physically speaking, I wasn't far behind, but mentally, mornings were starting to get tough for me.
In her distress, Maria forgot her manners and put some distance between us. Yes, that same Maria was actually running away from me now.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't shocked by this reaction. But more than anything, I felt excited.
"But—but last night—! Oh... Um, because we w-were doing it!"
Ohhh...
She didn't say "sex" or even "intercourse," but rather..."you know."
Hmm... I like it. It's adorable when beautiful girls refer to sex as "you-know-what." Perhaps this delightful euphemism is appreciated universally across all worlds, including my original one.
Anyway.
The reason Maria was distancing herself from me so vehemently was quite simple:
"You absolutely have to wash these underwear immediately! Right now! There's no way I'm letting you sniff them!"
That kind of thing.
When I took off her panties earlier, it was simply to prevent any bodily fluids from getting on them during our sexual encounter. These were 100 percent authentic Maria panties, after all. Whether it be saliva or semen, I wanted to avoid any impurities staining them. And then, with her Erotic Switch firmly off, I intended to savor their scent right in front of her usual self.
Can't that be considered proper etiquette for a gentleman?
"Yesterday was just...! I lost control, too, but that's enough! It's more than sufficient already!"
The dirty panties I'd stripped off Maria yesterday and carelessly left stretched out on the floor were beginning to dry nicely. After letting them age for a bit, they've probably developed even richer aromas than before.
"For starters, you already sniffed them yesterday!" she protested.
Maria had a point there, actually. In fact, there wasn't any need for me to smell them at all anymore. But logic (of such trivial matters) be damned!
"All right, listen up, Maria."
"I'm not listening!" She cut me off sharply.
I felt a small twinge of emotion seeing her stand by her convictions like this. It must mean she trusts me deeply. Still, one thing is one thing, and another is another.
"You can tell the difference between when I wear these and when I take them off, can't you?"
"Guh-heh!"
With iron resolve, I suppress my lewd thoughts.
I speak to her with the demeanor of a mature adult admonishing a spoiled child. Honestly, it scares even me sometimes.
"Ugh... But you've smelled them before when they were clean! Y-you know, like before!" she stammers. "So there's no need for that now, right?!?"
"But you sniffed them before washing just yesterday."
"B-bluugh!" Maria coughs up invisible blood—nay, shame.
"As you say, you did let me smell your clothes four days ago, but those had been freshly laundered. However, you often sniff them before washing, don't you?"
"I-I, umm... That is..."
"And last week, every time it was your turn to do laundry, I noticed you doing it too."
"What?!"
"And the week before that as well."
"Whaaat?!"
"In fact, ever since we started sharing a bed..."
"Ahhhhh! Okay, okay, I get it! You can sniff them! Please just let me gooooo!"
Just because I didn't say anything doesn't mean I wasn't watching your antics.
In fact, I gleefully spied on you using my invisibility cloak.
Since Maria has graciously agreed to comply, we're free to proceed with our fun time without any reservations.
"Then could you spread them out like this for me?"
"I-I'll do whatever..."
Hmm? Did she just say "whatever"?
Well, since I'm not allowed to take her up on that offer, I politely give instructions instead.
"Ugh, ugh..."
Maria spreads her panties wide apart with both hands, displaying the crotch area prominently as if playing cat's cradle.
Indeed, she creates a perfect panty version of the game.
And these panties happen to be delightfully filthy.
Showing off her underwear like this to a man who loves even its dirtiest parts—usually limited to the crotch area but now covering every inch—is so mortifying that she feels like dying.
A thick odor rises from them as steam.
It's been quite some time since I took these panties off, so there shouldn't be any steam at all, yet it's clearly visible. Maybe the smell is just so intense that it has become tangible?
This time, I'm taking things somewhat aggressively, but my daily actions have already made Maria more receptive. I figure we've reached the point where Hypnotic Magic isn't necessary for something like this anymore.
In fact, though she seems embarrassed enough to die, she doesn't appear genuinely resistant. If anything, with a little more practice, she'll probably start flipping her Erotic Switch first thing in the morning. But if I don't seize this opportunity while she's still flustered and unprepared, it would be wasted.
And so...
Haaaaaah...
"Eeeeeeeeek!"
The overwhelming smell of female arousal begins to invade my lungs.
Leaving Maria behind as she shrieks nonsensically from embarrassment, I continue sniffing her dirty underwear over and over again.
"Aha."
"What do you mean, 'aha'?"
It's early morning, and there we are on the bed: A beautiful girl playing cat's cradle with her filthy panties while a man sniffs them appreciatively and nods sagely. If I wrote this scene down, people would scream that it was insane.
"It certainly isn't a pleasant scent, but knowing it comes from you makes me strangely want to breathe it in again and again."
"Don't analyze it so clinically!"
"Well, I suppose you're right; that's precisely why we're doing this."
"N-no! That's enough already!! Now go wash them!"
As Maria tried to flee, Ain grabbed her arm.
Wash them? Eventually, yes, but there was no way he'd let her off so easily now. The scent emanating from Maria's filthy panties was too overpowering. Compared to that, although fainter, the raw aroma newly emerging from between your thighs surpassed it in intensity.
"Ain, wha—nnn"nnn"~~~?!"
He took hold of her arm and pressed it against her face.
With her limbs still tangled in the cat's cradle, forcing her arm onto her face meant...
Her dirty underwear became a mask,
and in that moment, the Beautiful Pervert Mask was born.
"Mmff?! Mmm"mmm"mmmm!"
Perhaps even she didn't want to open her mouth under these circumstances. Despite Maria's desperate resistance, I held her down.
With my beloved woman transformed by Pervert Mask,
Shlurp... ♡♡
I delivered a long, hot kiss.
Slosh... ♡ Shluuurp... ♡ Nchuuu... ♡♡ Chuppa... ♡ Chuurr... ♡ Nchuuh... ♡♡
Our lips pressed firmly together.
Through the dirty panties, I licked her face with my tongue.
Emphasizing the sticky sensation, I caressed her lovingly.
Her filth was so intense it made my tongue tingle, but still, I continued to fondle her.
"...mm... ♡ah! ♡ah! ♡ah!"
And then...
"Aaaaahh... ♡♡"
Schllluuurp... ♡♡
Maria's sealed lips finally parted like Amano-Iwato.
My tongue and hers,
with her filthy underwear between us,
continued intertwining endlessly.