A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 3
A grin crept onto my face, soon stretching from one side to the other. It was creepy enough to make a Goddess flinch on her seat.
I approached the slightly drunk goddess, picked her from the seat, and took over her seat. While I did so, her butt naturally fell on my lap. I took a moment to admire her cute oval face, milky-white cheeks glowing with a hue of red and finally her beautiful silver irises with sapphire blue pupils.
Yep, she is really a goddess, alright. Even her body scent is arousing.
As if unable to bear my passionate gaze, she shut her eyes. This time her embarrassment was genuine. My arms slid over her baby-doll dress and connected behind her back. Her petite body trembled as her eyelashes fluttered, but she refused to open her eyes. It didn't stop me from closing the gap and kissing her pure, rosy lips.
"Umm."
Klyscha squirmed around in my embrace so my grip around her waist tightened while her soft marshmallows squashed against my chest.
I sucked her soft as cotton lips, tasting the flavor of divine liquor mixed in with her sweet saliva.
Sweeter than honey…
Her body loosened as her resistance grew weaker under the kiss. Supporting her back with my left hand, the other hand touched her breast. Her mouth slightly opened, while her eyes shot open for a bare moment. I didn't miss the opportunity and invaded her little mouth with my tongue. As my tongue coiled around her, we tasted each other's saliva.
Suddenly, the cloth around her disappeared, letting my fingers dig into her breast.
Amazing...
Brimming with softness like silk, her boobs were just perfect for touching. With my thumb and index finger, I pinched the erect tip.
"Mm~!!!"
A cute yelp resonated in my surroundings. I took back my lips and stared in surprise. The sky had turned pink with hues of red while red roses bloomed on the trees around me.
"Klyscha, did you do this?" I asked the Loli Goddess breathing heavily on my lap.
"It's... being affected… Ahn~ from my powers."
She moaned in between her words since my hand was playing with her bare breast and rosy pink nipple.
Her body sure is a work of art...
Klyscha waved her hand and the next second, I found myself sitting on a bed. Small gusts of wind hit my skin, and my cock was touching something smooth.
So I'm also naked now. Though I was a young master, I was too obsessed with health and workout, mainly because I wanted to live long and stalk more milfs. Naturally, my body was pretty toned with well-sculpted muscles.
I let her lay on the bed and leaned my body over the loli whose eyes were spinning. I released a chuckle and gave a quick peck on her lips.
"Hey, at least look at the face of the man who is about to pop your cherry."
Her eyes stopped spinning and fixed at me.
"It's better like this. I'll be sure to treat you gently."
I whispered and looked into her eyes and kissed her cheeks. Moving further down, my lips left a long line of hickeys on her innocent neck and finally stopped at her oppai. I gulped before sticking out my tongue to roll around her nipple.
While I squeezed her other breast with my hand, her legs squirmed around as her hands grabbed my head. Her endearing moans just made me want to take her right here but I won't. I don't want to scar her heart from my lust. In the end, she was still a virgin.
Right this moment, she wasn't the Almighty Goddess, she was just a woman, my woman.
My own legal loli, hehe.
Her hands began stroking my hair as if she read my thoughts.
"Pervert, I did read your thoughts."
I cocked my head up and witnessed the most beautiful smile on her face.
"I am a gentleman pervert, alright. Don't mix me with the likes of a certain pervert in crimson armor."
She released a heated sigh and continued stroking my hair. I shook my head and returned to tasting her delicious boobs, squeezing them to my own desires.
I can never get enough of this…
Still, I reluctantly moved down to her waist bereft of any fat. Yet the skin was squishy soft. I marked my territory with a line of hickeys until I arrived at her lower lips.
The flower garden encompassing the dream of all Otakus.
A soft smell wafted from her smooth slit. I teasingly blew on her outer lips and almost immediately, her whole body shuddered and a barely audible moan left her mouth.
Her lovely reaction only stimulated me more, so in return, I leaned closer and kissed her lower lips.
"Ahn~"
With her moans filled with pleasure in the background, my tongue invaded the narrow crevice. It took a moment for me to realize her love juice tasted similar to that fucking liquor. Is her whole body made of that?
No wonder she is so sweet, I mused as my tongue kept pushing deeper and deeper while my thumb and index finger stimulated her clitoris. Her aroused pussy began to exude even more love juices.
And it didn't take long for her pleasure to reach a peak as her body began twitching. Her legs closed on their own while her hands buried me into her pussy.
"Mmmmghhh~"
A moment later, a surge of fragrant liquid hit my face. As the burst stopped, her legs around me loosened. I shifted my gaze to her face. Although a portion of her face was hidden by the twin peaks heaving furiously, I still managed to see her expression. Her eyes rolled backward while her tongue peeked out of her mouth as she gasped for breathing reminded me of…
The legendary Ahegao!!!
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