Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

How much time had passed? An hour? Two, three, or more?

”Mngh!~ That’s it, suck... honey... mngh~❤️”

squelch! shhhh......Slick... slurp...

Neither of them knew.

Both of their bodies were glistening, not just from sweat, but also because, at some point, Iris had brought a bottle of oil to intensify the experience.

The bed was a mess, even though they occasionally asked the system to clean it up.

There was moisture and various fluids scattered about, and the air was intensely stifling.

Both of them had left the room completely saturated with various substances.

But, unlike at the beginning, Iris no longer had absolute control, though she was still tenaciously engaged in the act.

Right now, Astan was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Iris was on top of him.

They were both doing something peculiar—or rather, the problem was Iris.

In that position, Astan had taken the opportunity to play with Iris’s large breasts, taking her nipple into his mouth and teasing them with his tongue.

But Iris, curious, remembered that her body now had different proportions than before.

And she wanted to try something; she grabbed the one Astan wasn’t stimulating and easily managed to put it in her own mouth as well.

Her nipples and breasts were being stimulated, and Astan was thrusting his hips intensely deep inside her, making it increasingly difficult for her to stay focused.

”Aaahhh~ honey, I can’t take it anymore! I’m about to...!~”

Finally, she reached her limit, causing her to stop stimulating herself.

”Ugh! Seriously! This is...”

Astan, for his part, was forced to stop when he felt Iris’s insides clench tightly around him.

He didn’t know how many times he’d felt that over the last few hours, but he really couldn’t get used to it—it was soft yet enveloping, but at the same time, the grip was no joke.

He, too, was close to his limit and hugged Iris even tighter, pressing her against his body and sealing his lips against hers.

Chps... mmmngh, cpsss... chusps

They shared an intense kiss.

Astan kept thrusting upward vigorously, and Iris was also moving her hips, making an intense motion that pushed everything to its absolute limit.

They were both at their limit and...

”Mnghh... mmng... MMMnnnnHHH~!❤️❤️💕”

Pshhh ... squelch...sschlk... splish...

Iris was the first to give in and began to feel an intoxicating pleasure.

Her legs were trembling, and her body was convulsing. Her orgasm was so intense that her whole body shook uncontrollably.

”Amnnmngh.”

Gush... gush...!

Astan, likewise, was at his peak and, finally, began filling Iris again, whose insides were throbbing and more than wet.

Plssshhh! plpsshhh sllrrrpp!

He kept moving his hips in an intense, slightly involuntary pumping motion, thrusting deep inside Iris as his seed continued to flow out and stain her insides more and more.

”NNNngh!💕 nAAMMMMMGHHH~~~❤️💕💕!!”

Iris, who was in the midst of her orgasm, felt everything intensify as Astan’s thick seed entered her.

They remained embraced, their lips locked, stifling what sounded like cries of ecstatic pleasure.

Iris felt her body—which she’d always been in control of—begin to spiral out of control.

She felt a limit being pushed further and further, and that, in itself, was making her lose herself even more.

”Haaa... haaa~❤️💕 Honey!!! aaaAAAhhhHHH~~💕💕💕!!”

Finally, the intensity of the moment prevented their kiss from continuing.

And Iris was truly feeling things like never before. Her back arched involuntarily, and she was now staring at the ceiling.

Meanwhile, Astan, also caught up in the moment, began sucking on Iris’s breasts again, stimulating her even more.

Glrtttt... glrttttt... ssssshhhhhh..

The sensations were so intense that Astan, on impulse and carried away by the euphoria of the moment, stood up, lifting Iris with him.

Iris turned her gaze toward him as she gasped for breath and her body trembled slightly, especially her legs.

Her turquoise eyes were slightly misty, but even so, her face radiated absolute happiness and ecstasy.

”That’s it, honey... Mmmgh!. I really love you, honey!. 💕💕”

Astan gripped Iris’s buttocks tightly and continued with even more erratic and wild thrusts.

Due to the volume and the intense movements, Iris could no longer hold back the abundant seed, and the sensation of overflowing came inevitably.

”Ngh! Honey, say you love me too~. 💕💕”

”I... love you too!.”

Plshhhhh!... ¡ Thwapp! ¡slkktkk thwapp!!.

”Aaaaah!~.💞💞💞”

Iris was truly very happy, not only because she received that from Astan, but because the one who normally felt too shy to say those kinds of things had become even more aggressive with his thrusting to hide his embarrassment.

That, combined with the intense sensation of Astan filling her—which simply wouldn’t stop and kept stimulating her own orgasm, prolonging it—left her in a state of intense euphoria.

The heat between them only kept rising, and neither of them knew how to stop.

And that really didn’t matter at all, since neither of them wanted to.

In fact, for Iris, now that Astan was becoming more and more active, it meant that...

It was only the beginning of the second phase of this intense night.

..

.

The hours passed, but time had ceased to be relevant long ago.

”Uaaah... Honey, you take the lead next—I’m going to take a breather...”

Iris was lying face-down on the bed, resting her head on a pillow, covered in sweat and oils.

Her lush crimson-red hair clung to her flushed skin, and her breathing was rough and ragged.

She had just finished an intense session that left their legs a little wobbly, and she didn’t want to move much, so she handed over complete control to Astan for the next round.

”Huuaaah.”

Meanwhile, Astan was sitting beside her, breathing heavily as well as he caught his breath.

His face was extremely flushed, and his eyes were mostly glazed over, showing no sign of deep thought.

”Honey, uff, though now that we’ve paused for a bit, I realize it already feels a little too sensitive. At least for this round, we’ll have to use an alternative method—maybe the breasts or the thighs... hmm.”

”...”

Iris wasn’t looking at him, but she knew Astan wasn’t finished yet.

She never understood how he—who had never stood out physically—could perform such strenuous exercises continuously, without stopping, and to the point of completely outpacing her.

That had been one of the three great unsolved mysteries of her past life, and now it remained the same... but she had no complaints; for her, the only problem with that situation was that she’d never been able to fulfill her desire to leave Astan completely spent.

”Honey, are you listening to me?”

Iris was trying to tell Astan something, but he was already groping her firm behind, ready to continue.

”...Yeah.”

Astan’s slightly delayed and subdued response made Iris smile mischievously. She turned her face to look at Astan

and saw that his eyes were a little glazed over, which made her smile even more mischievously as an even better idea popped into her head.

”Ahem. Honey, you know, we should give that part a little break. Why don’t we... you know...”

Even while lying face down, she used her hands to spread her buttocks, leaving absolutely everything visible to Astan—

You could see her vagina, which was reddish and wet from constant use, but higher up there was also a rear opening that was, obviously, what Iris was referring to.

”...All right.”

Astan, who witnessed that highly inappropriate yet arousing act, agreed without giving it much thought. He positioned himself on top of Iris, aligning his thick shaft against that tight opening.

Normally, Astan wouldn’t do that; he’d ask a few questions first, but he really wasn’t in the right state of mind to do so.

He hadn’t lost his mind, but he’d reached the point where he wasn’t thinking deeply; he was simply letting himself go.

And Iris, who had noticed that, didn’t waste the opportunity.

He might have more stamina than she did, but she could stay lucid longer, and when they usually reached this point where Astan stopped thinking, she would often have fun and do things he would normally refuse to do.

She knew he’d refuse any other situation, and that’s why she’d been waiting for this moment... For her, doing this meant living this first experience to the fullest.

Not to mention that there was a chance Astan might lose control and become unstoppable.

She was ready to be completely torn apart; just thinking about it turned her on. She also hadn’t forgotten that she wanted to pretend to be unconscious.

She would do everything she wanted to do.

Now came the third phase, which she almost never reached unless it was a good day, but Iris—even though she wasn’t in top form—felt she could still keep going for a little while longer.

The third phase of that intense and unforgettable night was about to begin.

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*****

”눈_눈, you just looked away, didn’t you?”

”(¬ 3 ¬)”

”Hey! What the hell is that look? Damn it, how could I have forgotten about you?”

When Iris and I finished what we were doing, we both fell asleep.

It’s a good thing I didn’t lose my mind.

Usually, even when I do this, at some point reason kicks in, stopping me from continuing, but there are times when I get carried away and it takes me a while to come to my senses.

That’s why it’s happened more than once that I’ve kept going even after Iris passed out. I don’t know if I should really think of it that way, but I think the fact that my sex life has been more active lately helps, since I don’t have as much pent-up energy—or so I think.

Putting that aside, it’s a good thing that, according to the system, no clients had come by, which allowed us to sleep through the night normally and without any debts.

The problem is that, while I was tidying up a bit and changing my clothes, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that something was watching me.

It was the little dragon that had its bed in a corner of the room.

As soon as I looked at it, it looked away and pretended not to notice.

I hadn’t forgotten that he’s an intelligent being, and even if he weren’t, I still have a habit of kicking animals out of the room when Iris and I get intimate.

A habit I adopted after an incident nearly happened.

It really isn’t a good idea to have anything other than Iris near me when I reach a point where I’m not thinking things through.

Hmm... Now that I think about it, last night Iris... Damn it, she did it again.

”Hehe~ Good morning, honey,nom~.”

Just as I was thinking about her, Iris suddenly appeared behind me, hugged me, and gave me a light bite on the neck and then on the ear.

She usually shows her affection that way, although this is the first time she’s done it since they brought us here.

”Good morning. Did you sleep well? 눈_눈 Are you feeling any discomfort or pain?”

I turned around and looked her over from head to toe with my massage therapist’s eyes to check if I’d overreacted in any way.

”Nope! I’m doing great! Huehue~ It was a really good night; I feel great.”

But she was in perfect condition, and just as she said, she looked happy and radiant, which took away my reason to scold her for what she made me do last night.

It seems her body’s standards really are different from what I’m used to.

”I see; that’s good.”