Devouring the Hero's Family-Chapter 223: Honey, Does My Dick Taste Good?

“Ugh… huff… haa…!”

She was still in her cheerleader outfit.

Priscilla gripped the bedsheet tightly as if to endure the pleasure.

I held her tightly so she couldn’t escape.

I sucked on her neck, kissing it.

“I, I can’t take it anymore… please… it’s leaving marks…”

“It’s too late for that now.”

I then slowly moved my lips downwards.

Licking and sucking her shoulders, sides, and stomach in turn.

Each time, kiss marks were being engraved on her white skin.

“Huff…! Ha…!”

When I sucked her thigh, she flinched as if she was about to come.

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Looking beyond the cheerleader skirt that had ridden up, her black panties were already wet.

‘How cute.’

I gently grabbed Priscilla’s breasts.

Enjoying their large size and weight for a moment.

Then, I unhooked her bra and removed her underwear.

It was easy because the cheerleader outfit was so short.

Her breasts bounced inside.

‘As expected, this married woman’s breasts are amazing no matter how often I enjoy them.’

As I caressed every inch of her body, red kiss marks appeared all over Priscilla’s white skin.

Marks and a lewd figure that clearly show she just had sex with a man.

She covered her face as if embarrassed.

“Ugh… I can’t go out now… what will I say to the others…?”

“Just enjoy it without worrying about that.”

“Mmm!”

I kissed Priscilla again.

Once our lips met, she responded eagerly, mixing tongues.

As a woman well-trained by me, it was an instinctive action.

We exchanged our saliva with sticky sounds.

“Hmm, slurp, smack…♥”

Her face melted more with each kiss.

Her blue eyes turned glossy.

She might say no out of embarrassment, but it seemed like she could only think about the pleasure.

‘She’s been loved so much by me, it’s only natural.’

It wasn’t just for show that I trained Priscilla well.

Priscilla was already more devoted to my dick than to her estate or daughters.

Of course, she would never admit it verbally, and I didn’t mention it either.

‘But her body is so honest, it doesn’t matter.’

My gaze then turned to Priscilla’s breasts.

Her erect nipples were proudly sticking out through the cheerleader outfit.

‘Undressing is nice, but nipples erect through clothes are also attractive.’

I reached out and lightly rubbed her nipples through the fabric.

Priscilla shivered in response.

“Hmm… mmm…!”

Seeing her body continuously bending, she seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit.

Touching through the fabric gives a different kind of stimulation than just touching.

I played with her nipples in my hand until she reached her limit, then I squeezed them tightly with my fingers.

“Huuuuh…!”

Priscilla arched her back like a bowstring.

She climaxed from just her nipples.

Her body trembled in the air from the afterglow of the climax.

Then, like a puppet with its strings cut, she collapsed.

I finally released her lips.

“Haa… haa…!”

Priscilla was panting heavily, as if she had forgotten to breathe.

Her nipples stood out even more through the cheerleader outfit.

“Did you enjoy it, Priscilla?”

“Y-yes.”

I gently caressed her cheeks.

Her cheeks were already slightly sweaty from the continuous stimulation and orgasm.

‘I want to see her completely naked, but at the same time, I want to do it with her in the cheerleader outfit. What a dilemma.’

But for now, it’s better to do it with her dressed.

It was also a rare cosplay sex session.

I could undress her anytime.

Moreover, the cheerleader outfit suited Priscilla better than expected.

Even though she was a married woman, she perfectly pulled off the costume, making it even sexier.

‘Having enjoyed her breasts, next is the lower part.’

I glanced at Priscilla’s lower body.

The cheerleader outfit looked cute on top, but the skirt was the highlight.

The black panties visible through the short skirt.

And the black stockings that emphasize her plump thighs.

This combination drove me crazy.

“Hic…!”

Unable to resist, I kneaded her thighs.

As I gently stroked upwards, her thigh flesh quivered, matching the pressure, which was visually pleasing.

“Seeing you today, I find your legs sexy too. I’m falling for you all over again.”

“That kind of talk is embarrassing, so don’t say it…”

Even while embarrassed, the compliment seems to genuinely please her.

As if showing off to a man she liked.

Priscilla blushed shyly.

Yet, she subtly spread her legs to suggest sex.

Seeing that suggestive movement, I couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Priscilla, would you lie down and show me your butt?”

“Like this?”

“Yes, now you follow orders well.”

“…Because you trained me relentlessly.”

“That’s true.”

I gently caressed her large, white buttocks.

Priscilla’s butt rose to the perfect position.

Surrendering both her buttocks and her pussy to a man.

It was an utterly inviting sight.

The kind of rear view all men dreamed of.

‘Even though the skirt and panties are in the way, shall we try it with them on this time?’

Since it was a rare occasion, let’s enjoy it with her clothed.

I lifted her cheerleader skirt high.

There, I saw black panties soaked with vaginal fluids.

The wet panties looked as if they had been dipped in water.

“Your panties are in quite a state. You must be really excited, huh?”

“Th-that… huff…♥”

After pressing and heating up her pussy through the panties,

I immediately pulled them aside.

Revealing her narrow, pink married woman’s pussy.

I rubbed the head of my dick against it.

“Haa… haa…”

Realizing that my dick was about to enter, her buttocks and lower body tensed up.

‘Her body is well-prepared for penetration.’

If she was this wet, there’s no need for more foreplay.

I gently pushed with my hips.

-Cuck…♥

I deliberately pushed my dick in very slowly.

Enjoying the sensation of her squirming pussy.

Gently expanding her insides.

“Ugh… huff… haa…♥”

The more my dick entered, the more Priscilla’s face melted in ecstasy.

I enjoyed the process of inserting my dick.

Then, I paused halfway through.

“Ugh, why, why?”

She immediately asked, having been enjoying it.

I intended to thrust properly even without her making such an impatient face.

She seemed to find even that short pause unbearable.

“How does it feel? Can you feel my dick going in?”

“Y-yes. I can feel it, thick and very hard…”

“I’m going to put it in slowly now, so remember this sensation.”

After firmly grabbing Priscilla’s buttocks,

I pushed my dick in even slower than before.

While it’s good to thrust in quickly to overwhelm with shock, doing this made the pussy accustomed to the dick, allowing for stronger sensations.

“Huuu… haaa…♥”

Indeed, Priscilla’s body melted with the face of a female in pleasure.

Her eyes, intoxicated with pleasure as if on drugs.

I pushed my dick all the way in.

“Huu… huu…”

“It’s all in. I can feel the inside of Priscilla twitching.”

Priscilla was panting with her tongue out.

Even before I properly moved, her legs and waist were already trembling.

‘Shall we start the real sex now?’

Suddenly, I pulled my dick out quickly, contrary to before.

Then, I thrust back to where I had reached before.

-Puck!

“Ohhh!”

Her pussy, already highly aroused, caused her to roll back her eyes with the strong impact.

-Psssh!

Her pussy squirted lightly.

She climaxed with just two thrusts.

“Haah… ugh… suddenly so fast…”

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

“Oh! Huff! Haa!”

-Slap! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

I thrust into Priscilla’s pussy while moving my hips fast.

As wet as it was, it made an obscene squelching sound.

“Haah! Haa! Aah! Haa♥”

My dick roamed in her drenched pussy like it was my own house.

Reaching the deepest part, the cervix.

It was pleasure beyond what her already climaxed pussy could handle.

Priscilla was too busy feeling to regain her senses.

I asked the fully pleasure-addicted Priscilla,

“Priscilla, what did I tell you to call me when I thrust my dick in?”

“Haah! Aah! H-honey!”

“Right. Is honey’s dick tasty?”

“It’s, it’s so good… Honey’s dick fills me up inside…! Haaaah!”

The term ‘honey’ from a married woman always felt so thrilling.

We were just enjoying sex and making her my woman.

Priscilla and I weren’t married.

I even had sex with all her daughters.

Yet, I made her call me ‘honey’ during sex, half by force.

The sense of betrayal from that word was no joke.

“Between your late husband and my dick, whose is tastier?”

“Ah! Haah! H-honey’s is better… In size, length, and technique… There’s no comparison… Haah!”

Before, making her say this would take a lot of time.

Now, thanks to thorough training, it came out easily.

I didn’t have any special feelings for her late husband, but hearing this made my dick throb.

‘This is why I enjoy married women.’