The Saintess Blossoms

Yoal moved down between her legs and gazed at her plump, softly rounded lower belly.

Her secret slit was pressed tightly shut like a single line, her clitoris still tucked away in its hood. Only her love juices overflowed in abundance—running from her crotch to her groin, trailing down her rear all the way to the sheets, soaking them lewdly wet. Her innocent flesh petals were unexpectedly thick, with a pleasant firmness that seemed to push back the fingers that touched them.

"… So soft. Alma's squishy-soft pussy… it's so beautiful."

"Uu… uuuu…💕 D-Don't stare… at a place like that… so much, I said…💕"

"Then this too."

Saying that, Yoal parted the front of her black vestments. The pure white undergarment covering her chest was exposed, and he pushed it up as if peeling it away.

Laid bare were her plump, swollen, peach-colored erect nipples. Their tips were hard enough to have pushed up the fabric, jutting out sharply as if to adorn her white breasts and their gentle curves. From her chest to her belly, all the way down to her modestly puckered navel, everything was exposed, and Almaeira flushed crimson from head to toe.

"… This is… embarrassing…"

"Because you look like a child?"

"You already knew, didn't you…!!"

During her life, back when she was called the "Saintess," it had all been concealed by her loose-fitting vestments—but now that he beheld it directly, Almaeira's body was strikingly slender.

Compared to back then, her figure had scarcely changed at all. Though time had surely passed, her body alone had abruptly stopped growing. It was as if it refused the very flow of time.

"You held too much back, in all kinds of ways. That's probably why you stayed small."

"… 'Small' was uncalled for…"

"You've got some idea what I mean, though, right?"

"… Mm."

With a small nod, Almaeira obediently opened her body.

Her faintly sweat-dampened, flushed skin; her nipples erect with obvious arousal; her flower petals, melted and dripping in contrast to her daintiness—she hid none of it.

"… Hey, Yoal…"

"What is it?"

"… After all, um… if my body isn't like Sharo's, you won't get aroused— W-Wait, don't just whip it out all of a sudden!?"

At the end of Almaeira's anxious gaze, Yoal deliberately exposed his rearing, rigid shaft.

An enormously thick and long, wicked flesh-weapon. Veins bulged and throbbed across the surface of the shaft, and the burly ridge along its underside arched back as if a core had been run through it. The glans-ridge flared its crown out to an appalling degree, and the darkened, blackish head was swollen taut. Precum welled thickly from the tip and dripped onto her slender thigh—and at that heat, Almaeira's eyes moistened with rapture.

"There's no way I'd get this hard if I weren't aroused… You know it's stiff, don't you?"

"… Nn… n-no way… something… this… s-so big… this… over… me…?"

"That's right. It's gotten this rock-hard because it wants to get inside Alma's tiny little pussy."

Almaeira's eyes melted over, and she stared at Yoal's engorged member as if devouring it with her gaze.

If she wasn't careful she looked ready to latch on and suck it then and there. Drool trickled from the corner of her mouth, and she unconsciously licked her lips. Her innocent vaginal opening twitched with a jerk, dribbling a single thread of lewd fluid.

"… Alma. You've completely got the face of someone begging for cock."

"Nn, eh, ah… n-no way…💕 I-I'm not making a face like that…💕"

Just as Almaeira dyed her face bright red, Yoal's hand gently stroked her small head.

Her little lips quietly closed, and she exhaled a sweet breath—then whispered in a faint voice.

"… B-Because… of course I want it… a cock that got this big over someone like me…💕 I want you to go spurt💕 inside my belly… and I want to suck it lots with my mouth too… cock…💕 Yoal's cock…💕"

"… That's good. Let's have you say every embarrassing thing just like that."

"… Ah, uu… this really is unfair after all… it's always just me…💕"

Even as she said this, Almaeira showed no reluctance, nuzzling her hair against Yoal's hand.

"… Then, shall I say my part properly too?"

"I-If that's the case…"

"I want to shove my cock into Alma's pussy right now too, but since it's tiny I've got to loosen it up properly first—so, I'm going to get to work loosening your pussy with my fingers and tongue, that alright?"

"… I-It's fine… my pussy… belongs to Yoal, after all… it's Yoal's, and only Yoal's…💕… so, you can do whatever you like with it…"

"Good."

"… Th-This really is unfair after all…!"

Almaeira pursed her lips in some dissatisfaction—yet her small body trembled with sweet, tingling shivers.

Without a moment's pause, Yoal licked thickly all around her vaginal membrane.

He latched on and sucked as if wiping away the trails of dripped love juices. Conveying the heat of his mouth, he ran his tongue slowly from the base of her thighs to around her flesh petals.

He lowered his tongue as if licking along her cleft, leaving a trail of saliva. He blew a soft puff of breath onto her sensitive entrance and observed the small vaginal opening twitching and trembling.

"Ah, hiiin…💕 Hi, uu… hi, nn…💕 Uu, ku… fu, uuuu…💕"

He gently pinched her flesh petals with his lips, and at the same time reached his fingertips to her chest. He pinched up her plump, pointed nipple and rolled it with the faintest pressure.

He worked the hard, stiffened bud, kneading it back and forth—and each time, Almaeira twitched her shoulders in little trembles and wriggled her hips with small jerks.

"… I'm going to be a bit rougher now."

"… Ha, ah… hahi…💕 Ah… hi, i, nn…💕 It's good… it's so good…💕"

Her nipples' sensitivity was excellent. Merely being pinched and gently kneaded made her leak thick, gooey love juices.

While gently rubbing her thighs, Yoal licked up along her outer labia from bottom to top. When he reached the very top, he pressed a grazing kiss—chu—against her clitoris.

In that instant, Almaeira trembled her inner thighs all at once. She let out broken, sweet cries, her lower belly rippling and quivering.

"… Ah, ah, ah…💕 Ah, ku… it's, good…💕 It feels, gooood… good, so good…💕 Ah, ahn…💕"

He kissed and pulled away at once, then touched again right away with a chu. With the faint contact of merely pinching it between his lips, he teased and tormented her clitoris.

That alone made Almaeira's clitoris swell plumply, growing erect enough to half push up its hood.

Yoal gave it a light poke with the tip of his tongue, then this time trailed his tongue from the top of her flesh petals downward. He thickly licked her dainty anus, smeared as it was with love juices, savoring its pucker.

"Nn… ah, geez… a place, like that…💕 I'll go, I'll go weird…💕"

"… Even Alma's asshole is beautiful."

"Uu, no, no, please don't, say it…💕"

Told such an embarrassing thing, Almaeira's body flushed hot from that alone.

When he ran his tongue over her asshole while kneading and rolling her nipple, that alone made her voice catch and a sweet breath spill out.

Thick love juices welled over incessantly, trickle after trickle. Plainly savoring the pleasure, her melted secret slit slightly came undone.

"Ah, ahn, I-I'm coming, I'm coming…💕 I'm about to come…💕"

Chu, chu—he kissed the peak of her clitoris again and again. At the touch of the sensitive membrane, Almaeira's lower half went sweetly numb, her eyes clouding with rapture from the pleasure.

There Yoal abruptly pulled his mouth away, licking wetly up and down her outer labia. Denied the decisive pleasure, she wriggled her hips in frustration.

Almaeira looked at Yoal with a somewhat troubled expression. Her sugary breaths came ragged, her hips lifting slightly in impatience.

"… Y-You're mean…"

"I'm going to spread Alma's pussy open a little."

"Eh… ah, aaaah…💕💕"

Yoal gently placed his fingers around her hip joints and, applying a little force, spread her flesh petals open.

In that instant, Almaeira hid her face with her palms out of sheer shame.

Her hot, flushed vaginal vestibule was laid bare. The reproductive membrane glistened with a lewd, slippery sheen, dribbling clear love juices. Yoal stared fixedly at the twitching, writhing pale-pink surface as if utterly entranced.

"… Just as I thought, this part's a beautiful pink too."

"Y-You don't have to, say it out loud…💕 Hiaaan…💕"

He promptly ran his tongue over her vaginal membrane. As if spreading the slickness clinging to the surface, he gently grazed it with the flesh of his tongue.

A sweet-and-sour sensation and the thick scent of a female. Lured by the folds that offered glimpses of their undulation, Yoal carefully worked his tongue all around.

The vaginal vestibule, the inner labia, the urethral opening, the underside of her flesh petals, around the root of her clitoris. He ran his tongue from corner to corner, licking it all clean. Catching the fresh love juices dripping from her vaginal opening on his tongue, he used it to thickly spread them around.

The moment he finally sucked—chu—on her little flesh-bean, Almaeira's whole small body jolted with a jerk.

"Akku… uu, nu…💕 Ah, ah, that… It's, good, so good…💕 More, ohh…💕"

In time with Almaeira's sweet mewling, he ran his tongue thickly around her clitoris. Now and then he kissed it and knocked at it with his tongue-tip, checking her reaction through the hood.

At the same time he kneaded her nipple back and forth and massaged her white breast. The flesh of her small body was soft and supple, seeming almost to cling to his palm.

Even at somewhat stronger stimulation she trembled her spine, lifting her hips in little jerks at the pleasure of having her nub tormented. She lost all restraint over her lewd movements, and her legs spread wide of their own accord. Her labia writhed open and shut on their own, exposing the lewdly wet, glistening membrane.

"You're adorable, Alma. Your pussy's twitching, I can see all the way inside."

"… Nn, uuuu…💕 Because… it feels good… it's so good…💕"

As a reward to the sweetly panting Almaeira, he kissed her clitoris—chu. Her spine convulsed with a shiver and her eyes melted.

Yoal suddenly caught a glimpse, deep within her writhing vaginal opening, of the daintily poised proof of her purity. Stretching and contracting in time with the undulations of her vaginal flesh, it was as if it guarded the cervix at the deepest point.

"… A beautiful hymen. I almost want to keep it without breaking it."

"Nn, wh-what are you thinking about…!"

"I figure I should at least sear it into my memory."

"… Y-You idiot… pervert…💕 You're the worst… aaahn…💕"

Hearing her cursing words, he nibbled her small clitoris with his lips. He kissed, sucked, and poked it again and again, tap-tap, with his tongue-tip. Now and then he licked and sucked around her vaginal opening, caressing it so as to make the vaginal membrane stretch and contract.

Lewd wet sounds—chupu, chupu—rang out, and nectar dripped down in abundance. When he kneaded her nipple at the same time, Almaeira lifted her hips, climbing toward climax.

"… Ah, ah… coming, coming, coming coming coming…💕 I'm com… ah, ah, aaah…💕💕"

Racing headlong, crying out her clitoral climax, her consciousness swept away by the waves of carnal pleasure—and then, abruptly robbed of that pleasure, she wriggled her hips in frustration.

Chupun—his lips drew away, trailing a thread of saliva. As the lips and tongue that had so amply loved her secret core withdrew, Almaeira glared resentfully at Yoal.

"Nn… a-again…💕 Yoal, you're so meeean…💕"

"Sorry, sorry… Your pussy's all loosened up now, though, see?"

Saying that, Yoal gazed intently at Almaeira's face and gathered her flushed little body into his arms.

His wickedly rearing flesh-rod rubbed against her lower belly, and at its hardness and heat Almaeira shivered her shoulders.

"… You waited for me all this time, after all. For every bit of the twenty years I kept you waiting… let's have all the sex we can. This body of yours is already burning hot, and I'm going to make it feel as good as it possibly can."

Yoal whispered into her ear and gently stroked her small head once more.

Tears welled slowly in Almaeira's eyes. A vermilion blush scattered across her face like blooming flowers, and her bared lower belly twitched and clenched. As her nipple was idly kneaded back and forth, her slender waist swayed with little longing jerks.

"… Y-You have to do it at least twenty times, or I won't forgive you…"

"You think it'll be over with just that?"

"Hie… th-then, two hundred, two hundred times…💕"

"If we do it that many times, Alma's pussy might never go back to normal."

"… Th-That's fine by me… it's reserved exclusively for Yoal's cock, after all… as long as it's a pussy that can make Yoal's cock feel good, then that's all I need…💕"

A distance where lips nearly brushed lips. They exchanged obscene sweet nothings without reserve, rubbing their lower bodies together with wet, squelching sounds.

At last his penis and her labia pressed tightly together, love juices and precum thoroughly mingling. Each other's heat inflamed their carnal lust, and the urge to mate had reached its very peak.

Slowly stroking and combing through her platinum hair as if to soothe her, Yoal found her vaginal opening with the tip of his shaft, nudging it with a soft, wet press.

"… Here I go, Alma."

"Ah… ah, geez… my pussy, is aching… it's, all itchy and restless…💕 Please, Yoal…💕 Do my pussy…💕 Make me come, please…💕"

There was no refusing that.

Yoal held Almaeira's body tightly and, with a wet plunge, split open her innocent vaginal opening.

The flesh-folds around her opening had softened and loosened, offering almost no resistance to speak of. Tormented by the narrow, tight squeeze and the pleasant heat, his glans was firmly enveloped and pressed. With a suppleness that let it slip into the groove of his glans-ridge, the soft flesh clung to him, and Yoal clenched his teeth hard.

"Ah… ah, ku… s-so, big… ah… ah, this…💕 Amazing…💕 Ah… aahn…💕 Aaah…💕"

Without any real pain, Almaeira took in the burly crown of flesh. Once she had accepted the thickest part, the glans-ridge, the rest of the insertion was easy. She let her small body go limp with rapture, her gentle bosom rising and falling busily. The folds of her vaginal flesh trembled ceaselessly, contracting as if to squeeze his glans. Her toes curled tight at the surging pleasure, her whole body convulsing.

And—Almaeira's expression had gone soft and molten, so adorable and so blissful. Heedless of her own drooling, her eyes melted into a dreamy haze. With a face gone slack from the shock of penetration, she stuck out her tongue and bared a loose, foolish grin—ehe, ehe. Too cute to call lewd, too lewd to call childish—all of it was precious to him.

"… Alma. All the way in, just like this, okay?"

"… Fah… ha, hi… Yoal… Yoaaal…💕 I love, love you…💕 I love you…💕 I can't put, any strength in… aaah… this…💕 I'm… so happy…💕"

A smile of loving lust, utterly drowned in ecstasy and carnal desire. Struck by that all-too-alluring expression and her adorable begging, Yoal shivered down his spine.

In that instant, parting the softly loosened vaginal flesh, he pierced deep into Almaeira's melted honey-pot. After the sensation of a membrane tearing with a snap, the proof of her maidenhood—fresh blood and clear nectar, mingled together—spilled out from the edge of her vaginal hole.

"Ah… ah, gu…💕 Ah, hi, aahn💕 C-com, coming, coming… coming, I'm com, comiiing💕 I'm coming, I'm cummiiing—💕💕"

Filled to the depths of her vagina by the rearing shaft, her vaginal flesh scraped and ground—wrapped in masochistic joy, Almaeira wept and writhed in a deep climax.

Even the pain of her deflowering was a faint thing. If anything, she fed on the sharp pain to heighten her arousal, her body simmering hot. Her flesh, already on the verge of climax to begin with, could not withstand the surging sense of orgasm and had no choice but to go mad with sweet carnal bliss. She curled her toes tight and clung to Yoal with all four limbs—her whole body stiffening and jerking as she came out of her mind.

Her small honey-pot writhed and undulated, its supple flesh-folds latching tightly onto his flesh-trunk. Changing shape to match the veins bulging on the surface, the soft flesh coiled and clung, undulating.

The pleasure of being enveloped by her heated vaginal walls was tremendous, and Yoal too let out a low groan at the surging urge. Fixing a beast-like gaze on Almaeira, he pressed the tip of his shaft snugly, deeply against her cervix.

"Uu… gu, Alma, I'm… going to come, inside you…!!"

"Let it out… let it ouut…💕 It's fine even if I end up pregnant…💕💕 Go spurt-spurt in my belly… make me happy… it's so hot…💕 Yoal, I love, love you…💕 I love you so much💕💕"

"… Guh!! Alma, I love you…!! —Ngh…!!!!"

Pleasure enough to bleach his consciousness white surged up from deep in his hips. Seed was drawn up from his tightly raised scrotum, climbing the rearing shaft—pleasure knotting in the taut, swollen glans, making the shaft throb with a byugun. The tip of his shaft crushed deep against her cervix, and rolling his hips, he ground and kneaded that soft cervix round and round.

In that instant, her cervix latched on with a suck—chu—and his phallus pulsed violently inside Almaeira.

Dopun, dopyu, dopu!! Dogun, dobyuru, byugu!! Byuguru, byupu, bubyupu—byugun!!

"Ah…💕 Ah, so hot, hii, coming…💕 Coming, I'm cummiiing…💕💕 So hot, hii, hiin💕 It's melt, melting, my belly, it's melting…💕💕"

"Ungh…!! Kuoooh…!!"

Groaning like a beast, or else weeping and writhing adorably. Less a man and woman in love than a male and female devouring each other.

At the deep uterine orgasm, her gentle belly twitched and clenched. Into it the shaft spurted its spray again and again, wringing out thick seed with a byururun. Each time semen was poured into her, Almaeira's spine went sweetly numb with shivers, and she indulged in her deep climax, her expression softening blissfully once more.

A deep yet sweet uterine climax, filled with intense euphoria. At the sugary rapture that seemed to let her savor the joy of being born a woman, Almaeira bared a shamelessly slackened face. Her mouth twisted into a smile brimming with ecstasy, her expression already crumpled with tears of delight.

Her vaginal flesh squeezed the shaft tight of its own accord, and that alone tormented her innocent female hole with sweet carnal bliss.

"… Ehe… ehehe…💕 Yoaaal…💕… You were so full of confidence… and yet you shot off so quick…💕"

"… You're one to talk. You came three whole times."

The moment he said that, Almaeira's slack expression flushed bright red—her attempt at payback had backfired spectacularly.

Still, it was certainly a climax deeper than any before. Wringing out semen without the slightest restraint, his ejaculation still would not stop. Pulsing with a byupun, it kept pouring semen into her cervix—and Almaeira's lower belly shuddered with a jolt.

"Uu, ku…💕 I-I did come, but…💕 Yoal, you've got tons of experience, but… f-for me, this is my first time…"

"… True enough. Even though it's your first time, Alma's pussy felt incredible. This is the first time I've ever come this much… ku, ah."

"Nn…💕 Geez, saying such embarrassing things…💕 Ahn, kuu…💕 There you go again…💕"

Byururu, byupun. Her womb battered by the hot torrent, Almaeira wriggled her hips in longing.

As if to reward the male who had ejaculated so amply, her vaginal folds gently licked all around Yoal's flesh-rod. Her cervix sucked at it—chuu, chuu—and her whole honey-pot cinched tight—a sensation like the last drops being wrung out of him.

Having pleasantly poured his seed into her, Yoal held her close, his shaft still wickedly erect.

"… Then, one more time. Next time I won't let it end so quickly."

"… Somehow, it's… it's bigger than before…💕… isn't it…?"

Wrapping her legs around Yoal's waist, Almaeira whispered into his ear in bewilderment. Melted by the heat poured so amply into the depths of her belly, the flush across her whole body would not cool.

Yoal kissed her playfully—chu—and whispered, the veins standing out on his shaft throbbing and pulsing.

"It's just that Alma's squeezing has gotten tighter. I'm the same as before."

"… It being the same seems strange too…"

"Ah, no, not the same—I'll last a bit longer."

"Th-That's even worse…💕… p-please, go easy on me…"

Almaeira said it timidly, with a melted gaze.

Yoal brushed aside the bangs plastered to her sweat-drenched forehead and ruffled her head. He ran his fingers through her wet hair as if combing it up.

Her wet gaze jerked up, and she fidgeted, swaying her hips.

"… 'Go easy'—that's really what you want?"

"… N-No… w-wreck my pussy…💕 Make me come lots… over and over, please make the inside of my belly happy…💕 Even if my head goes funny, I don't mind…💕 More kissing, more kisses too…💕 I want to have lots of good sex, I want to…💕"

The instant she spoke those words, her soft vaginal flesh writhed and undulated fiercely. It coiled around the rearing shaft, ceaselessly tempting the man.

Her vaginal hole was rapidly being broken in and molded to the man's shape—its soft folds clinging just for him.

"You did say you wanted to do it, after all. Sex purely for pleasure, just to feel good… I'll go dopyu-dopyu and spill it all inside your belly."

"… M-Maybe I'd like it on my face too… please…"

"You little pervert."

"… I-I don't mind being a lech… I want the hot, smelly stuff…💕"

He kissed the earnestly pleading girl—chu—and whispered.

"Then half inside your belly, and half on that cute face of yours… And afterward, I'll let you suck it with your mouth too."

"… Mm… I'll do that… I will… I want to gulp it down with my mouth…💕"

With a gulp of her throat, Almaeira returned a kiss of her own—chu—as if in reply.