Chapter 153 – Saint Angelica 2

“…But what can I do now?”

Angelica, who closed her book and put it on her desk, looked around her anxiously and asked. Seeing her fingers fidgeting on her lap, she seemed quite nervous.

On the first day we met, I thought that only scary thoughts might remain because I focused on resistance rather than feeling good.

She looked out of her window, wondering how much time she had, and when she looked at the position of the moon, it seemed that it would be at least six hours before the sun was yet to rise.

If so, it was more about creating an atmosphere than sex. She felt that only by dispelling her fears and releasing her tension would Angelica naturally embrace her pleasure.

“First of all, let’s kick me out and talk slowly about what happened.”

He sat down on the bed and patted my side with the palm of his hand. As if she had conveyed her intention to come this way, Angelica lifted her butt off her chair and approached her like a small animal wary of strangers.

Angelica, who sat next to me with a creak, did not sit close to her expectations. She kept an arm’s length and a distance where she could talk back and forth without raising her voice.

“Contractor. Where are we? I’m sorry that I’ll bother you if I stand out for nothing.”
“Still, since you’re an intruder, wouldn’t it be nice to be here?”
“Sia. Wouldn’t it be okay to sit on the footboard of the bed?”
“Scaffolding? Ah. Sleep with your feet stretched out?”

As the two of them sat down to test it out, a glimpse of their hair could be seen on the side of the mattress. At this level, it seemed that he would not be able to see it while he was concentrating on Angelica.

“That would be nice.”

When I agreed, the two took out the smartphone and wired earphones that Yuna had brought, saying that they would listen to the song. He thanked Yuna and Sia, who were quiet with their heads together and earphones plugged into one ear, in their hearts.

I grabbed Angelica’s chin as she fidgeted with her fingers incessantly as we talked, and turned her head to look at me.

“What happened?”
“It was just a little noisy at first. It calmed down quickly.”

So I got lucky and started talking. Angelica, who at first spoke with only a few glances at her, had the experience of preaching in front of many people, befitting her name as a saint, so her words came pouring out more and more gently.

Angelica, who had become more talkative, narrowed the gap little by little, taking care not to miss her words. At first it was about half an arm’s distance from her, but now it’s about the size of her palm.

“So…Before we started out here, some young sisters embarrassed me by kissing each other on the cheek.”
“It’s just as Angelica said. If love has no form, isn’t it okay for sisters to whisper love to each other?”
“It’s… Uh.”

As Angelica tried to explain to me, she recoiled as she realized how much closer she was. After she closed the remaining distance in one shot while she paused, he gently wrapped her around her waist and held her tight.

The sound of Angelica’s beating heart could be heard clearly as her side breast pressed against her posture as she pulled her arm behind her back. Her fast beating heart was a full display of her Angelica mood.

With her other free hand, she gently stroked her tight, soft thighs. Angelica looked down at her hand caressing her thigh, her cheeks flushed. She blew hot breath into Angelica’s ear as she poked her cheek with the tip of her nose.

“Hey…”
“Angelica. Shall we start thinking about the growing up of that little sister you met?”

He pressed his lips to Angelica’s ear and whispered in a sticky voice. When she tried to wince her body, she grabbed her with both arms and secured her body so that she wouldn’t move too much just in case.

“Since she was allowed by you, her saintess, that sister will cherish her love from now on. It’s not a house that’s so affluent that it’s normal to have each room or a separate bed. So she sleeps in the same bed every day, knowing that they love each other.”

He whispered her hot, sweet voice into Angelica’s ear, mixing her breath. She was a conscious act that combined the video called ASMR that Yuna showed one day and the behavior when she had a high level of satisfaction when having sex.

“Covered in the body odor of her beloved, she sleeps in peace. As you get older, you will open your eyes to the sexual aspect, and then you will sleep in the same bed. That day will surely come.”

Angelica, who was trying to shrink her body, swallowed her saliva when she said it was the day. I just imagined the scene as I whispered.

“Lez sex.”
“It’s black, it’s black…”
“Dense and sticky, we hold each other’s pussies overflowing with love juice tightly together as if kissing, hugging each other and sending hot eyes. When you see the person you love gasping for joy together with you, you feel pleasure and satisfaction deep in your heart. Angelica… You imagined it?”
“No, no. Something like that…”

Angelica’s mouth was in denial, but it was clear that she was imagining it from the pounding of her heart and the way she rubbed her thighs together from a moment ago. Her Angelica’s body unconsciously rubbed against her thighs to soothe her aroused cunt, but the space in her inverted triangle seemed to sway no amount of rubbing.

He whispered into the excited Angelica’s ear with a small smile.

“Don’t say you didn’t. Is it okay for a saintess to lie?”
“I’m sorry…”

Angelica’s eyes trembled. Because she was a saint, she couldn’t lie, so she couldn’t gossip.

“In the morning, it would be normal to see her beloved sister, wake up to her kiss, and wash together to save her water. Is that all? If you buy the same clothes, it’s cheaper, so you’ll buy several of the same clothes and wear them, and then at some point you’ll wear the clothes her sister wore.”

So did the priests. Unless she was a saint, everyone wore the same clothes and put an additional decoration on her shoulder or chest. Even in a relatively well-to-do church, it was not possible for ordinary families to have several separate sets of clothes tailored to their tastes. So there was a possible play.

“If her sister is busy and can’t have sex for a while, she lifts the neck of her dress and puts her on the bed. Then he would sniff her clothes with her nose and masturbate while stroking her pussy with her fingers.”

Have you ever masturbated? As I whispered, Angelica shook her body. Her trembling, the sound of her heart, and Angelica’s pale expression made her realize.

“Did you climax just by imagining what we whispered so far?”
“Ah, uh… This is, black…”

Angelica couldn’t help but wonder if it was the same as Angelica who was embarrassed that he had reached his climax with lewd words whispered in her ear. She tentatively concludes that Angelica’s preference for her is sex that satisfies the five senses rather than her forced sex.

“Are you okay. Is it because my voice is so good? Just hearing it makes my heart race, puts my mind at ease, and it makes me feel good, so I understand.”

Angelica asked in a weeping voice, tears welling up in her beautiful purple eyes.

“Have you… Ever been like this? Or maybe you’ve seen it…”

Seeing Angelica desperately searching for other people’s examples if she had the idea that she was a pervert, she recalled her past with more focus than when she used her magic. She skimmed her memory quickly, but no woman had a light climax in her voice like Angelica.

“Climaxing at a whisper? Not just a whisper… But…”

She hugged Angelica, who was about to cry, and lay down on her bed. She lay side by side. They were so close to each other that their chests were touching, so the only thing they could see was each other’s face.

“Are you okay. Look at me huh? Angelica.”
“I-I… I’m a spoiled saint. To think of you whispering, heck, imagining something shameless and getting pleasure from that alone…!”

As the tears welled up in her eyes, she wiped them away with her fingers. Patting her imaginative Angelica on the back with her palm, she gave her a kiss on the forehead.

“Are you okay. Angelica. Take a deep breath.”
“Huh, sueuh…”
“Now exhale slowly… And hug my back.”

Angelica took a slow, deep breath as I instructed. Because of her position on her side, she preferred to put her legs between each other’s thighs to make sure they hugged each other.

He tucked her legs between Angelica’s thighs and pressed her body closer together, sending the warmth of her hot cunt straight down her thighs. And the presence of wet underwear felt at the same time was enough to make Angelica’s cheeks red again.

Angelica lowered her head as she couldn’t hold her face any longer and she buried her face in my breastbone. She stroked her golden hair, thinking in her mind that the choice only aroused her body more.