Chapter 50
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At some point, Astell stopped washing Bleon herself. He was around fifteen, so it must have been after he had the wet dream. So, itâs been a while since Astell had seen Bleonâs naked body, and his body was quite different from back then, even if he thought about it to himself. His wide shoulders, muscular forearms and chest that fit perfectly with his tall height were the results of daily training under Astellâs educational philosophy from a young age. And the firm thighs and the thick and magnificent manhood nestled between them that could not be grasped fully with even both hands.
âWifeâ¦â
Bleon called Astell in a very low voice thatâs full of anticipation. But Astell only flinched a little, and didnât answer.
âCanât you look at meâ¦?â
âWhat?â
Astell answered in a surprised voice when he asked her to watch him.
âYou havenât seen my body since I was fifteen. I am now twenty years old. I want my wife to see that Iâve grown up wellâ¦â
âThat, whatââ
Astell was about to turn around and argue with Bleonâs absurd request, but thenâ Bleon hugged Astell from behind, and his bare body was felt on her back and waist. Bleonâs manhood had already swelled greatly just by being in front of her.
âLet go of me.â
But unfortunately, Astell commanded Bleon with a firm voice.
âHa⦠Please.â
âLet me go so we can talk.â
When she said the same thing twice, Astellâs voice now had a slight hint of anger. Bleon sensed this and hurriedly backed away. Astell turned and looked at him as he stepped back, but her gaze was fixed only on his face. It was evident that she was really trying not to look from his neck downwards.
âAre you okay? Now get dressed.â
Then, after a very short time, she turned her back on him, and Bleon bowed his head in despair. Astell didnât budge even when he showed this side of himself to her. In the end, he just stopped getting mad and being impatient at her.
His mind was in a mess with such thoughts. Fortunately, Astell was not angry, as he could hear her voice having the same tone as usual.
âBleon.â
âYesâ¦â
âCan you take medicine?â
âYes?â
At the mention of the medicine, Bleon hurriedly raised his head and looked at Astell. Astellâs face was full of embarrassment and her expression was hesitant.
âIf itâs medicineâ¦â
ââ¦Itâs weak.â
Saying so, she pulled out a small bottle of liquid from her inner pocket.
âThis isâ¦â
When Astell showed Bleon the medicine, he realized. Astell felt the same way about him. She had even prepared medicine for the night with him.
âI can drink it. Iâll drink it now.â
Bleon quickly took the medicine from her hand and drank it in one gulp.
âDonât, now isâ¦!â
Astell said no, but it was already too late. The medicine had already entered Bleonâs body and was gradually causing a reaction.
âHaa, wifeâ¦â
The medicineâs effect was circulating, and Bleon let out an aroused moan.
âThen why is nowâ¦â
With that said, she couldnât leave Bleon be so tormented after he had taken what she gave him. So she approached him slowly, she kissed him on the lips, and from that day on, the two coveted each other every day. Astell neither gave him the antidote, nor did Bleon deliberately seek it out.
He knew this was one way to firmly shackle her heart toward him.
And the more he was with Astell, the more Bleonâs feelings for her grew.
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While Bleon had been contemplating the past for quite some time, Astell squirmed in his arms, about to wake up. As usual, he called out to Astell in a warm and calm voice.
âWife?â
ââ¦Bleon?â
âYouâre awake now?â
Astell regained her senses, closing her eyes and opening them once more. And as she looked up at the unfamiliar ceiling, she recognized that this was the bathroom.
âThis placeâ¦â
âItâs the bathroom. Iâm going to wash you.â
âWhat?â
Astell was startled by the words that he was going to wash her and tried to get her body up. But it was not enough to get out of Bleonâs arms.
âLet me goâ¦â
Bleonâs arm strength slightly relaxed at Astellâs request to let her go. He didnât miss the moment and she tried to get up, but she eventually changed from sitting on the side to sitting facing away from Bleon.
Still, she remained trapped in his arms. She felt Bleonâs length standing upright behind her butt. A sigh escaped her mouth as Bleon stroked Astellâs back.
âHuuâ¦â
âFeels goodâ¦?â
âHuh? Ahk, no, hhng.â
Before Astell could answer, Bleonâs lips reached the nape of her neck, and soon with a sucking sound, he began to caress the bare skin as well as Astellâs back.
âB-Bleon! Nnngh, again? Ah!â
âHaa, Iâm just washing youâ¦â
âWhat makes this washing, uhh, hey?â
âYou donât want toâ¦?â
Astell bit her mouth. And Bleon, who understood this as a positive reaction, lowered his lips, took one of Astellâs breasts in his mouth, and sucked vigorously.
âHahhk, uhh! Aahh, Bleonâ¦!â
As he rolled the nipple with his tongue, a dizzy sensation spread throughout her body, and she couldnât hide her moan and excitement. Astell unknowingly moved her waist, rubbing her clitoris against his penis.
âUgh, Wifeâ¦!â
âUhng, aahk, nnngh.â
C*m was constantly flowing from her entrance to the extent that the stickiness was felt even in the water, and it served as a lubricant for Astell and Bleonâs grinding genitals to gently move. In particular, Astell rubbed her clitoris intensively on his manhood, and at the moment when her pleasure, which had risen little by little, was about to explode, Bleon gently lifted her waist.
âHnngh, whyâ¦â
In her regret, she tried to force her waist down again, but Bleon held her so tightly that it was not easy.
âIâll make you feel betterâ¦â
Astellâs body trembled with anticipation when she heard that he would make her feel better. And as if to prove that it wasnât a lie, Bleon put the tip of his length over her opening and pierced the inside with one thrust.
âHaaahnngg!â
With just the insertion, huge waves of pleasure swept over Astell and her insides convulsed frantically as she embraced him. As Astell burst into a coquettish voice while her inner walls contracted strongly, Bleon almost came inside her at the end of the intense stimulation.
âUghââ
Bleon lifted her waist up, who was barely coming to her senses, letting a moan lightly through her teeth. Then Astell hurriedly hugged Bleon, as she couldnât stand the sensation of being pushed beyond the limits.
âHuhk, wait, hu-ahh, wait a minuteâ¦â
In an almost sobbing voice, Astell told Bleon to stop, but even as her words told him to stop moving, her lower body kept tightening over him. Contrary to what she intended, when the inner wall suddenly squeezed his length, it only made him want to move his waist like crazy with such a dizzying feeling.
But considering the troubled look on Astellâs face, Bleon gritted his teeth and raised his superhuman patience, then gently touched her waist, helping her release her loosen over his manhood.
âHa, Wife, relaxâ¦â
âThen, wait, ahh, just stop. Huuht.â
âAll right. So, ugh, relax a bitâ¦â
Fortunately, as Astell slowly started to loosen, Bleonâs expression became more relaxed.
âHold, hhnnn, hold on. Okay?â
âHaa, yesâ¦â
She told him to stay still, and yet he couldnât just stay still inside her. As if she had not yet felt the afterglow of her climax, her inner walls were constantly contracting over his pillar. That level of sensation was tolerable enough, so Bleon waited for Astell to calm down. And as time passed and her breathing became steady, Bleon opened his mouth with a pleasant voice.
âAre you okay nowâ¦â
âYesâ¦â
âThen can I move?â
Astell nodded her head slightly, and Bleon locked her in his arms as if he was about to explode everything he had been holding back, and began to mercilessly rock his hips.
âHahng, ah, uhht, hnnngh!â
At Bleonâs violent movement, the water inside the tub splashed out without mercy. Each time he moved up and down as he continued to embrace her in his arms, Astellâs nipples rubbed against Bleonâs chest, standing upright. She couldnât take her mind from the simultaneous stimulation over her chest and between her legs.
âHahng, uhhng, ahhk!â
But it was at that moment. Suddenly, Bleon got up from the bathtub. Fear came over her as her body moved away from the floor and her legs fluttered in the air, even as he supported her hips. So she hugged Bleonâs neck tighter so as not to fall.
Bleon tried to calm her anxiety by kissing all over her face. Then he got out of the bathtub, let her back slightly leaning against the bathroom wall, and then spread her thighs wide and continued pounding into her roughly. Because of gravity pushing her down, he was inside her even deeper than before as she swallowed everything until the hilt of his manhood.
âHahhn, uhng, Bleonâ¦! AHNGH!â
âWifeâ¦!â
The sound of Bleon calling her and Astellâs sweet moans echoed throughout the bathroom. In fact, to Bleonâs ears, the moans coming out of her lips werenât enough, but as he heard the voice that was so drenched in pleasure and felt her warm and narrow inside, it was enough to feel as though heâd been perfectly led to heaven.
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