Chapter 410

Chapter 410: Clumsy Sleeping Stories

Girls talk at the tavern…… not a bit cute or colorful, but after enjoying a much heavier female slave talk after being naked, me and Naia go back to the Smythsons again.

Now is the end of the day.

“There are a number of rooms, so rest in your favorite room for now. You don’t have to rush into porn.”

Gentlemen at once. and routinely. I teach pleasure, but that’s not an order, I explore the critical line.

Teaching sex at once with the momentum to crush values and pushing it away with pleasure is also effective as a normal female slavery tutorial.

But Naia’s consciousness has deeper problems.

A real 'slave consciousness,” so to speak.

I can’t choose what’s right for me, what’s really worth it.

Instead of seeing and deciding in the right direction, I can only control my destiny to the extent that I can circle my neck while walking the determined path. No, I can’t think about doing it.

In a good way, you can also say that you are strongly aware of your existential significance…

But to put it another way, no matter how much pleasure you teach, you can’t stop walking the path you started once, and you can’t be caught in pleasure and change your way of life…

I’m not used to carrying a terrible responsibility but just suffering from it and changing something of my own accord. Such a livestock heart.

If we don’t fix it somehow, Naia will leave her harsh destiny as a “brave man” and not enjoy happiness.

So “giving” also has to be in the direction of nurturing her own will.

If you want it, you have to reach out and want it. And if you reach out and you get it, you have to make them understand with a real sense rather than just pushing reason.

That can be terrible, but you must never impose it.

Because the same compulsion cannot weigh the kingdom of Karlwyn for Naia, and Faria Granth.

“… Um”

Naia walked around for a while, then looked up at me and stepped aside.

“Hmm?”

“… If you’re not tired of it, I still… still want to get in bed with you…”

“… no, I’m never tired of it.”

Trouble.

I’m not good at regulating distance from girls. I mean, if I was good at it, I haven’t been a virgin in 25 years.

Is Naia being so aggressive halfway through, after drawing on my intentions to reach out and seek happiness, or is she just in a hurry to “make memories”… I can’t help but judge when I try this way?

I don’t think I can do it myself.

It’s my way to not refuse what comes, but rather intercept and indulge in everything I can.

There is no fine addition or subtraction, even love love love supremacy. In order not to embarrass the girl, and to have sex that suits her, I’ll be gunning down anyway when I get to do it.

I don’t read or rush through fine aircraft at all. All you need is courage and hard work.

In a situation like that, I’ve held all the opponents like that, but only this time, it’s me.

… I guess I’m not really good at all for being eclectic and flexing people.

Anyway.

“You want to sleep with me that much?

“… so if you can’t, I’m not saying you can’t. It would be convenient for you to deal with other female slaves…”

“No, that’s not it…”

“… no, that’s okay. I’m sorry. I was too selfish on track.”

It’s gonna be more and more subtle air, me and Naia.

No, it’s not.

That’s all I can say for sure. Maybe nobody gets this development.

Enough is enough. Let’s reflect again on the details.

I’m not close enough to Naia to always make the right decision.

“You know, I was just worried that Naia wouldn’t try too hard to please me because she couldn’t. I did say I wanted to be a female slave, and I love being a jerk, but I like girls who please me, and I don’t want them to serve me until I’ve shattered my body and my heart.”

“Well, not like that… really, do you call me selfish”

Naia turns red and tries to hide her face with a hat.

“… selfish?

“… uh, the… maybe it’s schematic, but… it’s fine after the tough stuff. With Mr. Smythson, when you can sleep…”

“… oh”

No, Naia, I was confessing when. I can sleep anywhere, not because I’m tough, but because I’m going to have the same nightmares if I sleep on the same bed.

Maybe I haven’t slept with anyone since Faria.

And because you fucked me so much, I thought maybe you should have wanted me to sleep next door just like that… and you think you looked so reluctant at me for that, you’re making me sound so sad.

“… Naia. I’m telling you, besides I usually get laid, because if a girl were sleeping next door, she’d rub and stroke naturally, right? It’s amazing how you sleep, isn’t it?

“Yeah…”

“And then… I hate it when you’re gone on your own, so when you wake up, wake me up and get dressed.”

“… ha”

“Okay. Let’s sleep together, Naia…. it’s okay to do something light and edgy, right?

“… no”

Naia looked happy, as if she were a toddler looking at her father who had taken her birthday present out of her back after pretending she had forgotten.

It’s a little long, but this is exactly what I thought, so I can’t help it.

“Look, take it all off. It’s wrinkly and disturbing.”

“… underwear too, right”

“Sure. Oh, can I take it off? I let the female slaves take it off as much as possible.”

“What… yes, fine. They sleep with me…”

Are you that happy, sleeping with me?

… Naia folds her carefully undressed clothes over a rocking chair and lets her take off her last pair of pants while firmly loving the blurry white nakedness floating in the candlestick light.

Tight but smooth buttocks like babies thanks to the Spirit Springs and Elf blood, then dew.

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“… hi, it’s… out-of-the-box, it’s embarrassing to let people take it off. Maybe harder than taking it off while you’re staring…… Hia!?

Pepper, and I licked my ass, so I made a weird voice out of it, Naia.

“Hey, what are you doing”

“You can be a jerk, right? Or is it too much to lick your ass?

“… well, yes… I won’t tell you. Ha… eh, let’s get it done first and then get into bed?

Naia looks a little confused, but suggests to me once and for all.

I shook my head as I loved the brave man who had already gone unwrapped with nasty hands.

“I’m not thinking that deep. I mean, we’re gonna get into bed after we’re done.”

“Uh… I poked my hand around here and made it so intense, and then… even after you crawled on the floor and poured it in a few times”

“So – I’m not going to be able to do it today anymore. Just…”

I take my clothes off myself and stand at a distance between naked Naia and whether I dare touch her or not.

The candlestick fire I put on the bedside mini table was small, we both got naked, but I felt a little fresh somehow staring at each other’s bodies at a distance they wouldn’t dare touch.

When many people are together in these situations, the atmosphere gets really busy and nasty.

… I’m afraid I’m the one who’s always getting laid like that.

“If Naia reacts cutely, she might get impatient and start suddenly in bed”

And gently pick and attract just the chin, a light kiss. Even if it is light, the time is long and the lips are tilted intermittently to taste carefully.

“Hmmm… Huh… Hmmm…”

“I might screw in anticipation of Naia sleeping, and I might keep rubbing my tits forever…. That’s what sleeping with me is all about. No, I won’t let you get away with it this time.”

“… so, that’s fine… eh. Me, if you’re just ready… I’m firm…”

“Oh well…. All right, let’s sleep together, Naia.”

staring at each other at close range, nodding at each other with only a slight shake of eyes, clutching hands to the bed and riding.

The bed made by the Blue Housekeepers Elmo is big enough for both of us to be fine in big letters, but in the middle of it we calm down…… Naia tries to cling to my chest.

I can convince myself of that behavior if I think about how I said I wanted to sleep with you, but I was thrilled by how young I couldn’t imagine it from its usual pride.

“Ha… Smythson,… Nice to meet you…”

“… what do you say to me? I just said I’d be as flirtatious as I wanted.”

“… First, what do you do?

“I think I’ll even suck on your tits”

“… hehe. Ok, I see… ♪”

I can’t see it shaded from the candlestick lights, but I know Naia looked like a prank somewhere and looked fun at a young age.

“Chew…… nrrrrrrrrrr…. Sounds like something fun, Naia”

“… what do you think? But…”

Naia tried to hug my head, like a lullaby.

“Because that’s what you told me you wouldn’t let go until morning like this… I feel like I’m going to have some good dreams”

“… I meant to say I’d do something horny until morning”

“Was I?”

What an innocent groan, Naia hugging me with her tits shaved.

Warm skin, gentle body odor.

Only the sound of pizza and sprinkling his own saliva echoes in the room.

Slightly.

“… shouldn’t you be happy about that…?

“… I think it’s a very good thing, personally.”

After recognizing that I am generally heretical, I acknowledge Naia’s opinion.

Naia laughs small. From then on, only a slight gasp sounded.

(cont ‘d)