Violet was so captivated by the sight of the platinum-blonde woman completely swallowing that massive cock with her breasts that she didn’t even notice Christia calling out to her. She unconsciously pressed her hands against the sides of her own chest as she watched.
’T-that gigantic meat-rod... it disappeared without a trace...?!’
Of course, given that the woman’s breasts were larger than a human head, she knew it was physically possible. But seeing those overwhelming, massive tits slowly engulf the cock—as if to show off specifically to her—was a different beast entirely compared to last time!
Even Urga, who had been trying to pull the man to bury himself in her own bosom, was left speechless by those oppressive milk-bags.
However, the cock itself was equally impressive, managing to poke its glans out from that deep ravine of flesh despite being surrounded by such colossal tits.
"It’s huge... both of them..."
It felt like watching a legendary duel between a spear that pierces anything and a shield that blocks anything—a clash between a dragon and a tiger.
Every time they watched the battle between the woman’s massive tits and the cock, Violet and Urga felt a heavy throb in their lower bellies. Their wombs ached with a sense of awe, and they blushed simultaneously.
’...I’ve heard people say I have big tits wherever I go, but that’s just cheating.’
Exactly!
Just like Urga said, Violet unconsciously tried to mimic the platinum-blonde woman by pushing her own breasts inward. But rather than ’pushing’ cleavage together, the sensation was more akin to simply ’pressing’ flat skin.
Unlike the platinum-blonde woman or Urga, Violet’s chest was small. Too small.
’Ah...’
While massive mountain ranges of flesh jiggled and swayed in front of her, the only thing she could feel on her own chest was a tiny little hill where perhaps a few violets might bloom.
’I-I can do that kind of thing too, you know!’
There were plenty of issues with a Saintess screaming that she could sexually please a man, but for the first time in her life, she felt a profound sense of emptiness. The relative deprivation she felt from her own chest was devastating!
’Come to think of it, Christia had pretty big tits too... Ahem! This isn’t the time! I need to keep watching!’
Maybe a clue would appear!
She muttered that she was looking for clues about the platinum-blonde woman’s identity, but her eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from the sight of the woman pressing her side-boobs together to fondle the buried cock.
Schlurp, gluck-gluck—
’More importantly... that sound is...’
"Isn’t it lewd? This is proof that I am serving Master’s cock correctly as a filthy sow—proof that I am doing something depraved. Master doesn’t say it aloud, but he loves hearing these wet, slutty noises coming from our meat."
"Hey."
Urga muttered as if dumbfounded, but the man didn’t seem to disagree. With a soft poof, he buried his face completely into Urga’s cleavage.
Since things had turned out this way, he intended to enjoy himself thoroughly.
Of course, Violet had no way of knowing this context, so she just tilted her head cutely, wondering, ’Internal conflict?’
After confirming that Urga was watching and etching her movements into her memory, the platinum-blonde woman continued her service using her breasts.
"L-like this... You use your tits as tools. This service isn’t just about letting Master cum comfortably; the visual aspect—pleasing Master’s eyes—is even more significant."
Historically, there is no male who dislikes tits.
For a woman, breasts—along with the buttocks—are the ultimate weapon to tempt a male, enhancing her aesthetic charm to the fullest, while simultaneously serving as a symbol of motherhood.
However, inserting a cock between them is a direct denial of that maternal instinct. It signifies enjoying the immorality of violating that symbol by using it as a mere sexual tool. The act itself incites a primal arousal in the male.
But on top of that, she was deliberately squashing her tits for him to see, serving him with wholehearted devotion and coquettish charm while fondling his cock?
Any male who didn’t get hard at that would be the strange one.
"Ugh, uuuugh...?!"
Violet was speechless at the platinum-blonde woman’s theory, which was far too depraved for this world, as she demonstrated it with her body.
Unlike the stunned Saintess, Urga, who had been memorizing the woman’s movements and service, found herself impressed despite herself.
’That bitch... I thought she was just a cock-crazy slut, but she’s actually really professional...!’
She thought being a sex slave just meant letting him use her body however he wanted, but there were far more things to pay attention to than she expected.
She shook her tits up and down while constantly checking the cock. She drooled thick saliva into the cleavage to ensure the shaft didn’t go dry, but she didn’t just drool mindlessly—she flashed a lewd smile and stuck her tongue out, making sure Master saw her depravity to heighten his excitement.
But as if that wasn’t enough.
The platinum-blonde woman lightly licked the glans, then suddenly picked up a chain leash lying on the floor and connected it to the rings pierced through her nipples.
What on earth was she planning now?
Violet couldn’t predict a thing, but she was certain the platinum-blonde woman was preparing something even more extreme.
Then, the woman, who had been kneeling politely, lifted her buttocks off her heels. Her face—no, her entire upper body—began to bury the man’s cock.
"Haaanh... magnificent cock...♥"
"W-what are you doing...?"
Nothing had changed fundamentally. The man’s cock was still sandwiched between the woman’s breasts.
But it was slightly different.
If the cock had been buried in her ’chest’ before, it was now accurate to say she was burying the cock with her entire ’upper body.’
The platinum-blonde woman grabbed the man’s waist and put her entire body weight into it, pressing down hard. Squelch, press.
Because of this, the cock, which had been standing tall and proud, completely disappeared into the platinum-blonde woman’s flesh. Violet and Urga were left speechless by the shocking sight.
"Master? I’m going to move now. Hnnngh..."
Schlick, rub-rub.
"Ah-ah?"
"Haaaah... My nipples are rubbing against Master’s abs... Hnnngh...♥"
It was a completely different form of service from before. Using the breasts was the same, but if the previous act was using her tits as a tool to fondle him with her hands helping...
"How is it... Master...? How does this Eleonora’s tit-pussy feel? If there is any discomfort..."
"Discomfort? Not at all. It’s been a while. Did we do this during breakfast a few days ago?"
"Aaaah... To think you remember the trivial labor of this lowly sow...♥"
Now, she was using her entire body as a tool—a true breast-intercourse service.
She superimposed her body completely over the man’s, shaking her upper body up and down, using her weight and the hydraulic pressure of her massive tits to milk him.
"Haaaah... The sensation of my nipples grazing against Master’s body... is making me go into heat again."
"If you keep this up, you’re going to cum just from the tit-fuck like last time."
"F-fufufu...♥"
The man and woman were now completely lost in their own world.
Violet blushed, not knowing what to do with this atmosphere that was too ambiguous to call simply ’lewd’ or ’affectionate.’
Urga, however, realized she was being left out while they enjoyed themselves. She screamed at the platinum-blonde woman.
"I-I don’t accept this! You’re the only one who can do that!"
"Tch, what a clueless bitch. Can’t you read the mood?"
"You?!"
They were having such a good time with Master, and she had to ruin it?
The platinum-blonde woman clicked her tongue in genuine annoyance. Urga continued to scream that she couldn’t accept it, claiming it was a feat impossible for her.
The platinum-blonde woman tapped her own breasts, which were bulging like the belly of a well-fed child, and spoke.
"What? A bitch like you could do this easily if you tried."
"Really?!"
Urga had heard plenty of praise for her breast size, but she knew they weren’t as massive as the platinum-blonde woman’s, so she had half-given up. Her eyes went round with surprise.
The platinum-blonde woman stared intently at Urga’s chest, which was currently serving as the man’s pillow, as if analyzing it. Then, confirming she hadn’t spoken falsely, she continued her service.
"Strictly speaking, the service I did earlier was called a tit-fuck, but it’s practically the same as fondling the cock with your hands. But a bitch like you has excellent elasticity, weight, and pressure in your tits, just like mine. With a little more experience, you’ll have no problem serving him without using your hands, just like I’m doing now."
Like this. There is absolutely no issue with pleasuring Master’s cock using only the pressure of your tits.
Having finished her explanation, the platinum-blonde woman grinned. Just as she had wrapped the cock initially, she grabbed her side-boobs and kneaded them like dough, squishing them together as she slowly closed her eyes.
Spluuurt!!!
’S-she really made him cum just with her tits...?!’
The platinum-blonde woman was becoming covered in white, milky filth in real-time.
As if displaying a strong desire to be slathered in the man’s semen—face, chest, and all—she pulled back slightly from the spurting cock to let the thick load shower over her body.
’He didn’t cum that much when he did it with me inside...?!’
"Didn’t I tell you? You can’t get what you want with brute force alone. Whether it’s swordsmanship or sex."
Again with the condescending lecture!
But this time, Urga had nothing to say.
Because it was true.
Her male had ejaculated with such intense pleasure, and the sheer volume of semen pouring from his cock had completely drenched the platinum-blonde woman in white.
How much time passed? The milky-white woman, covered from head to toe in semen, exhaled a hot breath as she looked at the cock, which was still raging with vigor.
"Aah... Master, your cock is still so healthy...♥"
I will service you again immediately. However, the milky woman couldn’t fulfill her intention.
She had become so accustomed to monopolizing the cock alone that she had forgotten there was a new competitor.
"Me too! I’m going to do it too!"
"What?! You bitch! Is this how you repay my kindness?!"
Forget the service; the two naked women began to roll around on the floor, rubbing their tits against each other.
The man watched the women—especially the feast of breasts that squished beautifully against each other with every roll—and shook his cock, clearly enjoying the show.
"Tits..."
Violet stood there with a desolate look in her eyes, absentmindedly kneading her own flat chest. No one paid her any attention.
Meanwhile, at that very moment...
"Hnnngh..."
"S-Saintess?"