Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

Schlup... slrrrk... mwah... slrrp!

The sounds of sucking and wetness filled the room.

The source was Amarillys, who was currently on top of Astan, ”savoring” his large shaft with great ability and fervor.

At the same time, her hands—still covered in latex gloves—roamed the rest of the length she couldn’t handle with her mouth.

She was causing a wet mess.

The funny thing was that they were both lying on the floor, not far from the door.

Ever since the first round, they simply hadn’t stopped, and neither had taken the time to suggest moving to the massage bed or the couch.

They’d simply gotten caught up in the moment, and nothing else mattered.

Her fellatio was one of the reasons for the wet sounds, but it wasn’t going to be the only one.

Astan, who was beneath Amarillys, noticed that, because Amarillys was on top of him and he was between her legs, he could see paradise right above him.

So he moved closer to her and—

Fwwtp... slp, shlrrrp, shhrkk!

He began to return the favor to Amarillys and started working his tongue; he, too, was savoring Amarillys’ lush pussy.

His tongue traced her fleshy lips. He was focusing all his attention on it; he even made his tongue slightly longer for added comfort.

He didn’t hesitate to explore every nook and cranny of Amarillys. Obviously, he didn’t leave out her sensitive clit.

Fwt... shhrk... slp...

He made sure his tongue teased her in different ways: sometimes he just pressed against it, other times he simply gave it a light brush, and other times, playfully, he moved his tongue as if he intended to tickle her.

He was having fun with Amarillys, and it seemed as though her fleshy pussy was an endless source of amusement for him.

At that moment, her was like his favorite toy.

But that wasn’t all.

He didn’t forget to greedily suck and slurp on Amarillys’s juicy pussy, which just wouldn’t stop producing that delicious honey.

Obviously, his tongue also found its way inside Amarillys.

”Mngh~ 💕 Dear husband, I💞 mnghslurp!”

That movement made her shudder and even interrupt the blowjob.

But, as if it were a competition, she quickly regained her composure and carried on; she was becoming more aggressive and was gradually taking Astan deeper into her throat, just like last time.

Phlup... schlp, slrrk... mmmwah!

She was good; thanks to Astan, she’d also realized that the tongue was a very important factor in fellatio, and she was improving her technique in real time, becoming bolder and more intense with each passing moment.

At one point, she even brought her breasts into play, which made everything even hotter.

She was truly putting the little experience she had into practice masterfully and was always looking to elicit good reactions from Astan as well.

Chupp, shlck, slrrp!,

Astan continued sucking, licking, and tasting, with great eagerness.

He was, in fact, having fun, all while enjoying the taste; he simply couldn’t stop.

At that moment, Astan, who was between Amarillys’ legs, suddenly brought one of his fingers to the other hole.

”Mngh?!”

This made Amarillys’ ears and tails prick up; Astan’s actions took her by surprise.

But she didn’t stop the fellatio to stop Astan.

Beyond the surprise, she didn’t mind what Astan did.

Why?

Because her husband could do whatever he wanted with her; that was something she had learned since childhood and was ingrained in her.

Not to mention that it wasn’t painful at all, unlike her first time.

Besides, she remembered what Iris had said about how any part of her body could be a tool for pleasure. Iris had even told her that using that hole was a possibility.

Her older sister was never wrong, and everything she said always came true.

It felt strange. It was a strange sensation, but it wasn’t bad at all.

”Hueuhe~! Amy, I’m going to train that hole so it can withstand the full power of my Ryuyi, huehue~.”

And, more than anything, she was happy that Astan was enjoying her body.

The fact that Astan was taking the initiative and wanted to give her pleasure too meant that her seduction had worked, and that became even clearer when, instead of calling her Pinky, he started calling her by her nickname.

That meant she was closer to her goal—her goal of being loved and receiving warmth.

That was what she wanted most.

But that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy these lessons to gain experience as a seductress.

In fact, she felt she was learning a lot, and she also really enjoyed the whole experience itself; she felt happy when he praised her, when she managed to make her husband react and made him feel good, and also when her husband gave her his full attention.

Not to mention that she herself also felt great, and the sensations and everything else were very pleasurable.

All the different things she felt made her happy.

Although it was only a means to her end, for her it was a win-win in every way.

That’s why she was so eager to have these lessons again.

”mmmngh~”

Astan, in addition to continuing to use his tongue, realized that the finger pressing against Amarillys’ other opening wasn’t moving forward no matter how hard he pushed.

This reminded him of how important good lubrication was.

So he moved that finger to Amarillys’s vagina, which was wet from his saliva and Amarillys’s own love juices, and the finger was quickly and easily coated with the lubrication it needed.

He tried penetrating her from behind again and—

”Mngh~❤️!”

Surprisingly, this time it went in with relative ease.

Astan felt Amarillys’ body tense briefly, but then she relaxed and went back to what she was doing.

Astan had obviously already asked the system to prepare the way, so, without any trouble, he began moving his finger in and out, while at the same time continuing to tease Amarillys with his mouth and tongue.

But after a moment, Astan noticed something.

It seemed that this hole was especially flexible, so to speak, and could take more.

And without waiting too long, he added another finger to the mix.

”Mngh! Agggggm~❤️💕!”

Once again, this took Amarillys by surprise. This time her reaction was more intense and caused her to squirm a little.

This caused her legs to slip, bringing her entire weight from the waist down crashing down onto Astan.

Amarillys’ plump pussy was now pressed against Astan’s face.

Was that a problem?

Of course not. Astan welcomed it wholeheartedly.

It was a great experience.

Of course, it was hard for him to breathe, but at that moment, breathing was a trivial matter that could be set aside.

Amarillis felt Astan’s face between her legs and his two fingers still inside her.

She was confused by the different types of stimulation, but at the same time, it felt really good.

She was experiencing two different kinds of pleasure and was already on the verge of climax,

But that, at the same time, worried Amy a little.

She also wanted Astan to climax quickly, but she—who always paid close attention to Astan’s reactions—realized he wasn’t even close to finishing.

It seemed that her oral skills weren’t fully developed yet, and she needed more experience and technique to make sure Astan and she climaxed at the same time.

Amarillys really wanted them to climax at the same time; whenever that happened, it made her truly happy.

But it seemed like he was getting closer and closer to the edge, and Astan wasn’t giving him a moment to recover or hold back.

”Mmmgj!”

It was at that moment that she thought of something.

If the pleasure she was giving him wasn’t enough, then could she give him other kinds of pleasure?

And, if so, how would she do it?

The answer was simple. She had just discovered it.

She brought one of her hands—which was still wearing the latex glove and remained slick from the various fluids produced during fellatio—and, with a quick, precise movement, she—

”Mnghgmm!”

She mimicked Astan’s action and inserted one of her fingers into Astan’s ring.

This drove him wild and made him thrash about like never before.

Amarillys felt this, but she thought that, just as had happened to her, it was only due to the initial surprise.

This couldn’t be verified, since Astan was still being pinned beneath Amarillys’s lower body, and nothing could be heard from him but muffled moans—

But Amarillys believed it was the right decision, since she felt a peculiar throbbing in Astan’s member.

That throbbing meant Astan was about to ejaculate.

Which meant her idea had worked—and that was a good thing, because she couldn’t take it anymore.

”Mmnfffhhh!~❤️❤️💕”

Shhh ... Shlk ... schlk... splish...

She reached the ecstasy of euphoria.

She felt rhythmic, involuntary spasms in her pelvis, vagina, and even her uterus, and clearly sensed the intense pulsations that made her experience countless kinds of feelings and emotions.

She tensed up and trembled; she also wanted to close her legs because of the intense sensation, but Astan was in the middle, and that only caused him to be pressed even harder, leaving him no chance to escape.

At the same time, Astan began to release his seed, and she—even though she was having her orgasm—was prepared and skillfully caught it.

Gush!... Glrrrk...! gllp! gush!... schlrrp.

”Mhnaaaagguh!!!~❤️❤️💕”

Gush!!... Splash!!!... Gush!!!

Both her orgasm and handling Astan’s large amount of seed caused something inside her to start stirring.

She didn’t know how to describe it, but it was as if a kind of oppression she’d felt her whole life had suddenly been released.

And that, in itself, caused the euphoria to begin flooding her mind with even greater intensity.

In fact, it made her move her pelvis intensely, essentially rubbing her pussy against Astan’s face without any regard for him.

And not only that, her finger inside Astan also began to move just as wildly, causing Astan to seem to thrash about a bit wildly.

That, somehow, excited Amarillys even more, and, in fact, almost consciously, she put more weight on him and squeezed her legs together, cutting off any chance of escape.

”Mmmghhhjv~🖤”

Astan’s muffled moans not only stimulated her pussy but also made the euphoria and everything else intensify for her.

Her insides were trembling, and she was so aroused that, almost immediately after her first massive orgasm ended, an even stronger one was on its way.

”Mnghammmngh~💕💕💞”

She simply lost herself in the euphoria and let herself go without thinking about anything else—only the moment and the sensations.

..

.

”Phua! aaahh~ Dear husband,hhahh~ that was something~!... It felt so good...huh?”

Amarillys finally pulled Astan’s member out of her mouth. And her tension began to subside,

Until the very end, she never stopped sucking on Astan’s seed, which caused her belly to swell slightly.

When Amarillys noticed this.

”Ah! D-dear husband, I-I’m pregnant.”

She was taken aback as she quickly got to her feet, finally getting off Astan.

She touched her belly, and her face showed traces of happiness.

”Dear?”

But Amarillys finally noticed Astan’s lack of response, and that’s when she saw him.

He was in a pitiful state, completely motionless, his face drenched in moisture.

His eyes were open but rolled back, and his mouth was slightly ajar, with his tongue hanging out carelessly.

And, if she looked closely, she could see that one of his hands was outstretched, as if he were writing something on the ground with some unknown fluids.

{The killer is Am—}

That was what was written—and his last words.

Apparently, breathing wasn’t as trivial as he had previously thought.