The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

The village chief, Maub, Nasha, and Kaiha both left the room.

I stand before you alone, nobleman.

My legs were still shaking and I was going to fall down.

"You keep the perimeter of the building safe. Ring the bell when you're done."

"Ha."

And the knights around them also leave the room in various places.

At last, only me and your nobility remained in the room.

There was no such thing as being alone with a boy other than Rafen.

... Scary.

"What's up? Didn't you come to night games?

"Yes..."

One step forward, and I almost fell.

My legs flutter.

It's painful so my chest can grip.

Tears are going to spill.

No.

If I cry here now, everyone will be annoyed.

Rafen could be hand-held.

"Let me see your eyes."

"Huh?"

When he told me not to move and solidified, your nobleman's face came ever closer.

I try to skew my face away from the thought of being deprived of my lips.

"Here. Don't run away"

They caught my head.

Your nobility is peeking into my eyes.

I also look into the eyes of your nobility. He had unreadable silver eyes of emotion.

"Blue hair, blue eyes..."

For a moment, your noble eyes laughed, like a cat who found his prey.

Blur and tremble.

I wonder what it is.

"It would be great if I put on the dress I received from Kohari... don't you have it here"

The nobleman says there is a bump.

I'd like to get away with this, but I can't do that either.

Really, I'm scared.

I felt blurry and powerful when I was near my magical bearded uncle, but this nobleman feels much darker than that.

"Fair enough. Let's just say I enjoy it as it is. Come here, fa...... no, what was your name"

"Sokola, so, su"

I can't escape. I gave up and named my name.

And it came to pass, to the nobles that came near, that I was held.

... No.

I don't like the feeling it conveys to my body.

Not Rafen's. My hand, no.

"Ah..."

Hands around your hips and back, your body attracted.

I know what goes on.

Because I've been through it five times already.

I thought it was something I would go through with Rafen for the sixth time.

Chiu.

It feels different from Rafen, coming from the lips.

My skin peeled.

I don't like it. I don't like it.

"That's good."

Power enters the hands of the aristocrats who have turned back again.

Chiu.

But the seventh time, it didn't end there.

"Muggle!?

As I glanced at my lips, the muddy thing was moving.

And the plumage broke into my mouth to open the gap, and stroked my tongue.

"Uh-huh!?

I'm trying to escape behind me, but at some point I'm being held in the back of my head and I can't move.

Ravaged to taste his mouth, his lips opened after he was messed up by various things.

It was an act that Rafen had never even done.

Kimochi sucks......

"Now I'm gonna get my tongue in from you."

"… yes, yes………"

I can't resist.

With lips from me, I protrude my tongue towards the mouth of your nobility.

Kimochi was weak, pretty, and I didn't like it, but this is the only way to do it.

When my tongue crossed the lips of your nobility, they swallowed it to be sucked.

"Huh... Chu... Ngu"

The sound of a mouthpiece echoes in a room where there is no one but me and your nobles.

Whenever that sound pokes me in the ear, I realize what I'm doing, and I feel sad.

I wonder why I should do this.

No. I cry when I think about it.

"Ugh...... ugh!

It only opens up for a moment and sucks my lips again soon.

Leaning on your nobility because of fear, your strength falls out of your body, you can remain embraced.

lips together as they are, tangling their tongues, and exchanging each other's saliva.

"Nyu......! Huh... Chu... Chu... Huh... Huh..."

How many times has it been?

The more ridiculous it was to have counted, your nobility asked for my lips.

A nebulous kiss, unlike Rafen's gentle, touchy kiss.

It's disgusting, but it's more disgusting than anything about me getting used to that disgust.

I felt like I was being thrown up in my memory of my act with Rafen.

I can stroke my hair and head.

From the way I stroked it, somehow I felt like I had the tenderness to mercy the other person.

It conveys such warmth, touching an important, favorable, irreplaceable opponent.

If you respond to a kiss with your eyes closed, you illusion as if there was a Rafen there.

If it was really Rafen, nothing could be more comfortable......

"Ra... Hmm..."

As my head blurs, I'm gradually losing track of who I'm dealing with with with my lips.

I also feel it's better not to know.

When I realized I was lying on my back in bed accepting kisses.

"I'll take it off."

"Ahhh..."

Without waiting for my reply, your noble hands touch my costume.

Harari, it is horrible that my heart seems to be poured out every time a string is poured or something.

I can't believe a man who hasn't even shown Rafen yet can still see him face to face and after time.

With only a few cloths left, your nobility gave me a mouthful on my forehead.

All the cloth below was removed in brilliant collaboration, as if to confirm that my consciousness was pointed at my forehead.

Only the lower body gets rounded out.

"Huh! Do it!

Unexpectedly lift your torso and hide your crotch.

Then the aristocrats circle around my back and embrace me to envelop me from behind.

My ears were sweetbitten and I could not help but scream.

You got a bitten ear side of your body. You're trembling.

"Oh, no! There, do it!

One hand of your nobility creeps into my crotch.

My finger hit a place I had never shown anyone yet.

With his fingers on, he is kissed around from his shoulder.

"Huh!

Your noble hands are deeper and deeper, sliding into my crotch.

I feel ticklish and itchy. Disgusting.

As I wandered between my chest and stomach, I felt something like a chunk of my heart that condensed my disgust.

"Hmm? This is..."

My legs are made to spread with both hands, and my place, which is hairless and rounded out, enters the sight of the nobles.

I didn't want to be seen.

The night Rafen and I pledged our future together, I shaved myself by swearing to my heart that Rafen was the only person to show us this place.

I can see the aristocrats looking intriguingly over there that has become a bump.

Rafen was the only one who could show me this place......

It's embarrassing, sad, horrible.

"You look good."

I hope you don't tell me.

I wanted to hide it, but your nobles were so powerful that I couldn't close my legs.

"Ah!?

I was touched with my fingers on sensitive areas.

A painful, pleasant, indescribable stimulus transmits to my head.

He sucks his neck muscles over and over again with his lips and messes with them over there.

Every time I get screwed, I feel better than I feel a little sick.

I remember the night I was solaced alone thinking of Rafen.

I don't like it.

I don't want to feel better outside of Rafen.

"You're so wet."

But there was a nasty juice leaking from my body behind my back.

The voice of the nobleman, who does not even try to hide the joy, is whispered in his ear.

"Enough."

That's how the aristocrats quickly turned from behind me to the front.

A stunningly big, pinned up penis catches my eye.

"Huh!?

There was something completely different there than the penis I saw when I took care of my neighbor's baby or when I wiped my brother's body.

It's a stick of bucket stuff with no shards of cuteness.

Your nobleman's penis makes magical children, so maybe it takes such a creepy shape.

Horrible.

I did not want to interact with such a creepy stick, unlike that of a civilian.

If a stick like this hit me, I felt my body hurt enough that I couldn't take it back anymore.

When that happens, I am no longer Rafen......

"Sora, be quiet."

"Hih!

I was pushed down against my upper body, which I was lifting, and I lay on my back again, looking up at the ceiling.

Both legs were held by the noblemen and made into a posture like when wiping the baby's chin.

"Mi, look at me, please!

"That's a dialogue that keeps you so wet?

I found my face burning hot.

Even if I try to close my legs, I still can't help a magical aristocrat.

The gaze of the aristocrats is upon me.

They were watching. Like licking it around.

Immediately afterwards I feel uncomfortable there.

It's a strange feeling, as if something other than a finger was rubbing on it.

And at the next moment, your nobility came to me with light pain.

"Gu!?

They lay their lips on top of each other as they are, weighed down and pressed against the bed.

A slight discomfort comes from there.

Immediately, I knew what they had done.

I get it.

Rafen, I'm sorry......

I wanted to be an adult, with Rafen.

Tears spilled.

Once it overflowed it didn't stop, it drooped bumpy and even came into my ear.

We're moving.

I endured your noble movements with my head in my arms.

The cheap bed in the assembly hall sounds giddy and unpleasant, and the exciting breath of your nobility is in your ears.

Whenever the bucket stick came into my back, it became tight and painful to breathe.

"Huh! Ahhh! Mmm!

Speaking out made my body just a little easier.

It hurts when you move too hard, so I'm going to ask you not to move as much as I can, and I'm going to turn my hand around your noble back.

Only my lower body, not my whole body, became moving, and I became just a little easier.

"Ahem!

My body was pounded.

It comes from the breath that gets rough that the nobles are very excited.

Apparently my clinging to your nobility made me do so.

Smile and increase the speed at which your nobles move.

Though to escape the pain, I was filled with disgust when I thought of myself clinging to a man other than Rafen.

"Come on! That's good! Ha, ha."

The voice of the nobles increased, and the movement that poked at his body became powerful and slow, and he looked at me and smiled.

The face was a surprisingly gentle smile.

The eyes that look at someone who is loving.

An eye that sees someone you care about.

... through me, was an eye to see someone else.

"Yes, let's go......!

With that said the nobleman slapped his body so vigorously that he destroyed my body.

And I pressed my head to stick to my neck muscle.

"Gu! Get out!

Because of the trembling back and the gasping voice of the intermittent overflowing nobles, I understood that I was now being poured out of the seed.

I can see you pressing your hips hard, as if to let them reach the depths of my body.

His name was called in his ear as he was held over.

It's not my name. I don't even know whose name it is.

But I've always wondered from the start.

Your nobility holds me, not me, but someone who resembles me.

I think I resemble that man.

I liked Rafen.

About Rafen, who always sees me.

I was held as a substitute for someone else.

Just like they think it's just a female body.

I can't wait to be sad about it.

But I was just a little relieved.

Because, after all, Rafen was the only one who looked at me.