Milk Princess 2: Chapter 3 - A Different Sort of Milk Tea

Lately, Akira had been waking up to the soft feeling of his face in Christina’s large boobs and he would search out the nipples and suck at the milk until he was fully awake.

When she found his morning wood, she would often fuck him right then and there, but things were different now.

“Akira, what is the meaning of this?”

He was woken from his comfortable slumber by a sudden shaking of his shoulders.

He opened his heavy eyelids to find curly-haired Rosemary in a red dress.

“Nh…u-um…”

His mind had yet to wake up as he tried to figure out what was happening. He quickly realized he was not in Christina’s bedroom like usual.

He looked over to see Stella sleeping alongside him with only the sheets covering her naked body. That was when he remembered having sex with her last night and then just going to sleep in her bed.

“Nhh… Oh, Mary. Why do you have to cause such a fuss in the morning?”

The conversation must have awoken the older princess because she sat up while rubbing her eyes. The sheet fell away to reveal her beautiful and entirely bare breasts.

“Y-you have to ask!? Were you hogging Akira all night!? No fair!”

When a young boy and girl were sleeping naked in the same bed, there was no need to ask what they had been doing.

Feeling left out, the younger princess put her hands on her hips and let her frustration explode.

“I stayed up late last night thinking Akira would come visit my room! When morning came and he still hadn’t shown, I went to his room to investigate and he wasn’t there! I never expected to find him in your room, Stella.”

“Eh? You were waiting up for me?”

“O-of course I was! I knew you would be looking for someone to take mother’s place at night…”

Rosemary blushed and refused to look him in the eye.

She was apparently in a bad mood because she had hoped the boy would sneak into her bed and he never did.

“What I did was perfectly fair. Akira told me he would stay with me until morning.”

Stella proudly grabbed onto the boy’s arm in the bed.

“Wh-wh-what!? Why would you ignore your wife and go running to her sister!?”

Rosemary was even more shocked now. The ends of her eyebrows rose and some slight tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at the boy.

“I wasn’t trying to ignore you…”

“Then come sleep with me tonight!”

While making that demand, the younger princess climbed into the bed and pressed her famous tits against Akira’s other arm.

“No, he can’t! Akira will be sleeping with me again tonight!”

As usual, the boy ended up the center of an argument between the sisters.

“I will bake you some homemade sweets, so I hope you’re ready for a treat!”

It had been quite a while since the princess had said that and disappeared into the kitchen. It was well past the time for afternoon tea, yet there was no sign of her calling for him.

In a rare turn of events, he had been alone with the younger princess for lunch. Stella had been invited to tea by some nobles she had taken lessons with, so she had been gone since the late morning.

Rosemary might have made that sudden announcement because she had seen how Akira looked slightly lonely with both Christina and Stella gone.

(But can Princess Rosemary really bake?)

Stella had baked him cookies before, but she had apparently gotten a lot of help from the royal cooks. The younger princess’s announcement had come as a complete surprise. She may have been desperate to draw the boy’s attention.

When they had first met, she had been cold to him since he was from an enemy kingdom, but her feelings for him were actually just as strong as her sister’s. Knowing Rosemary was baking sweets for him made him happy and excited.

He thought about going to check on her since it was taking so long, but just then, she entered the salon with Head Maid Sherris. But she looked a little gloomy when she sat down next to him.

“Sorry about the wait…”

“Eat this, Sir Akira. Princess Rosemary made it for you.”

While Sherris began preparing the tea, she set down something like a pie filled with sugared fruit.

“Um…what is this?”

It was clearly overcooked to the point of being scorched and he kept looking up at Rosemary to try to figure out how to react.

“I-it didn’t come out right…”

His hesitation deepened the shadow on her face and she bit her lower lip in frustration.

She must have decided to do this to compete with her sister, but with no prior cooking experience, her every attempt had turned out badly. Sherris must have offered her some help when she had been struggling in the kitchen for too long, but even that had not worked.

“I-I can’t let you eat something like this! Sherris, go fetch us something else!”

Her pride was deeply wounded and she was feeling down, but she could not bear the boy’s eyes on her and tried to withdraw her failure with a self-deprecating smile on her face.

“No, wait! You went to the trouble of making this, so let me eat it.”

Akira grabbed his fork and knife and cut into the scorched pie.

“B-but it’s so-…”

She must not have thought he would really eat it because she quickly tried to stop him, but he brought a bite-sized piece to his mouth regardless.

(Hm? It’s not bad actually.)

The crust was definitely burnt, but the inside was cooked through normally and it was tasty enough.

“How…does it taste?”

She gave him a serious look like she was praying.

“The burnt part is bitter, but it’s good when you get past that. Y’know, like a tart.”

“Really? Really and truly?”

“Yes, it really is good.”

His honest thoughts put a bright smile on her face. She had been feeling down about her failure, so she was even happier about this unexpected positive review. The willful princess innocently clasped her hands in joy. But as soon as she remembered the boy was watching, she quickly looked the other way like usual. She was still smiling, though.

“I’m delighted you went to the trouble of doing this for me, Princess Rosemary.”

That domineering princess had baked a homemade pie for him, so he polished it off in no time.

“C’mon, you don’t need to eat it that fast. I can always make you more.”

Rosemary happily watched it all, but then Sherris approached and spoke to her.

“Princess Rosemary, aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Eh? What are you talking about?”

Sherris whispered something in her ear. Akira could not make it out, but the princess’s face grew redder and redder as the maid continued.

“O-oh, right. That…”

“Sigh. You really need to get over your embarrassment regarding this.”

The usually bold princess looked shaken. She meaninglessly fiddled with her curly blonde hair and her angular eyes kept glancing over at him.

(Hm? What’s this about?)

He tilted his head in confusion, but on the maid’s insistence, she made up her mind, straightened up in her chair, and opened her mouth.

“H-hey, Akira. Um, would you like some…m-milk to go with your pie?”

“Eh!? Milk?”

Rosemary would let him drink her milk when directly competing with her sister in bed, but she apparently still had trouble in more “public” areas like the salon where the maids could see.

Sherris’s whispering must have been reminding her to serve the boy her fresh-squeezed milk.

“Since I am the host for tea, it is my job to provide the milk. S-so would you like some Royal Milk Tea?”

Rosemary was unusually shy about these things for someone from her queendom and she had trouble showing how she felt about the boy, so she had fought letting him drink her milk when they had first met. He could tell how much closer they had grown from the fact that she was willing to do so with her mother gone and only slight prodding from a maid.

“I would love to drink your milk, Princess Rosemary!”

Akira was delighted that he could drink her milk in addition to the homemade pie.

“V-very well. But don’t get so excited. It’s just a common courtesy…”

Rosemary pulled down the chest of her red dress and pulled out tits far bigger than the average for her age. They rivalled her mother’s in size yet they still had the perkiness of her youth. They were an almost overwhelming pair of breasts to have presented before you.

“Ohh, it’s Princess Rosemary’s boobs.”

He was still not used to how the women of this queendom would casually pull their boobs out in the middle of tea or whatever, so he could not help but sigh and comment on it. He knew it was rude, but he could not help but stare at the princess’s boobs.

“C’mon, you don’t have to leer. Sh-show some restraint.”

“Sorry… It’s just that your boobs are so hot.”

She would normally get angry and demand he not to stare, but she was behaving differently today.

Instead of further criticizing his gaze, she stretched her back to push those massive melons out and even supported them from below with her hands as if showing them off.

“Well, if you like my breasts that much, th-then you can watch while I prepare plenty of milk for you.”

She said that out loud as if trying to psyche herself up and Sherris placed an empty teacup on the table.

The head maid whispered “good, that is more like it” in the princess’s ear before stepping back out of the way. She apparently intended to make sure the princess knew her manners while the queen was gone.

“Here, Akira…nh, I am making this milk especially for you, so make sure you watch every second of it.”

Rosemary must not have liked how he glanced over at the maid because she began massaging one weighty breast to draw his attention.

She held it from either side, aimed the tip at the cup, and tried milking it, but nothing came out.

“Princess Rosemary, do not try to rush it. Use slower motions.”

“I know that! Nh, ahh…do you like the view, Akira? I will treat you to my milk soon.”

The princess ignored the maid’s advice and continued roughly massaging her breast. The youthful boob was like a freshly-picked fruit, but it changed form in her hands and the boy could not take his eyes off it.

Sherris watched worriedly, but the nipple grew erect at the center of an areola fairly small for the overall size.

“Ahh, ah…h-here it comes…nhh! Look, Akira…m-my milk is coming out…ahhhhn!!”

The princess pinched her nipple and aimed it toward the teacup.

White spray burst from Rosemary’s tit, but it shot straight past the teacup and got all over the table.

“Aah, ahn! Nh…oh, how did that happen…?”

She frantically adjusted her grip on the boob and took aim again, but the white rainbow landed in front of the cup this time. She could not control her own milk-squirting breast, so the table was soaked with milk before long.

The cup was not even half full. Rosemary had served him her milk a few times before and she had spilled some of it on the table, but it had never been this bad.

“Are you okay, Princess Rosemary!?”

“Th-this isn’t right at all. I don’t know how this happened.”

She was shocked by the tragedy before her eyes and she could only weakly shake her head at the boy’s question.

Fresh-squeezed milk was how women showed their hospitality in this queendom, so a proper lady had to be able to squeeze it cleanly into a teacup. Soaking the table with milk would be like spilling the tea all over everything when serving it.

“I am so sorry about this, Sir Akira. I will clean this up right away.”

While the maid cleaned up the table, the princess hung her head and let her shoulders droop. She even left her breasts hanging out as she placed her trembling fists against her knees.

“Um, Princess Rosemary?”

That younger princess had tried to make a pie and serve milk for him, but she had failed spectacularly both times. He was not sure what to say to her now.

“All I wanted to do was make you look my way…”

Her curly blonde hair hid the side of her face, so he could not see her expression.

But he could hear the tears in the voice she forced out.

“But after this, how can I even blame you for going to mother and Stella instead?”

Her self-deprecating comment felt like a hand squeezing at the boy’s heart.

She had been thankful he had saved her, but he was from an enemy kingdom and she had not known how to honestly express her feelings. She had to be aware how far she was falling behind her mother and sister.

“I’m so pathetic…”

“No, you aren’t.”

She must have given a lot of thought to how she could draw his attention. She had tried baking for him like her sister did and she had agreed to prepare him milk when she usually found it so embarrassing. But now she was feeling down because all her efforts had led to failure.

The boy tried his best to calm her, but he was not very convincing when he really had been entirely focused on Christina.

“Princess Rosemary, girls your age often have trouble cleanly serving the milk because their breasts are still growing,” said Sherris with a smile once she had finished cleaning the table. “Fortunately, there is a common method of combatting this: have someone help you with the milking.”

“Have someone…help me?”

The princess slowly looked up when she heard the maid’s advice.

“Yes. An extra set of hands helps support the breast so the milk pours more neatly into the cup.”

With boobs as big as Rosemary’s it was hard to aim while also massaging them, so it made sense to get help stabilizing them.

“But…who do I get to help me?”

“Anyone you want, but most girls choose a boy they have their eye on. In fact, inviting a boy to tea and feigning difficulty to get him to grope you is a common tactic. Now, doesn’t that seem to fit your purposes here perfectly?”

Akira followed Sherris’s gaze and found the princess looking back at him.

“Y-you mean Akira!?”

“Yes. What girl wouldn’t want the boy of their dreams embracing her from behind and gently massaging her breasts to milk her? Also inviting another girl who has her eye on him and doing it in front of her can be exhilarating, but believe me when I say it is a good way to ruin a friendship.”

Rosemary could not hide her surprise at what she was hearing, but Sherris’s serious expression showed this was not a joke.

“Now that you mention it, I would love doing that in front of mother and Stella…”

The foreign-born boy still found all this very bizarre, but the princess accepted it quite quickly. He thought he had gotten this queendom’s milk culture figured out, but there was still a lot he did not know.

“So what should I do?”

“You can do it while standing or while seated, but I recommend sitting in your chair. I always liked sitting in the same chair as him and having him hold me from behind.”

The princess was all in on this idea now, so she listened seriously to the maid’s instructions. It was odd to see that willful princess obediently taking instructions like this. She probably liked that Sherris was teaching her tricks learned from a non-royal background.

“O-okay…”

The princess stood up, walked over to Akira, and sat down in his lap.

“Wah, wah! Princess Rosemary!”

He spoke in surprise when he naturally ended up holding her from behind.

The firm softness of her butt and the sweet scent of her hair were distracting, but she demanded he get started with the ends of her eyebrows raised.

“Weren’t you listening? Hurry up and milk me.”

“Eh? Eh? Are you sure?”

“Of course I am. Sherris said this is my best option, so this is what I will do.”

She reached behind her back, grabbed his hands, and guided them to her still-bare breasts.

“Oh, ohhh.”

As soon as he felt that softness below his fingers, he subconsciously squeezed those tits which were too big to fit in his hands.

He could feel their great weight, the youthful skin seemed to suck his hands in toward them, and his fingers felt a lot of resistance pushing back as they sank into them. A light massage was all it took for white milk to leak from the nipples.

“Your milk is already coming out…”

Intensely turned on, he squeezed even harder to see how they felt.

“Ahn! N-not so hard right away…”

“Oh, sorry…”

He apologized but he did not let go. This time, he gently kneaded them while lifting them up from below. The tone of the princess’s voice quickly changed.

Milk squirted out and Rosemary’s body jerked back into the boy’s chest.

“Ah, ahhhn! My milk…nhhh! I-is this how it’s done?”

The princess asked the maid a question to distract from the sexual moan that escaped her lips.

“Yes, it is. It is also common to have him kiss you and rub the rest of your body to help the milk come out smoothly,” replied Sherris as she observed the smile on the princess’s face as she was fondled. “Although that is mostly a lie the girl tells him to get him to do those things,” she added under her breath.

It was true that sexual pleasure meant more milk, but that much milk was not needed to fill a teacup.

“You mean he’ll kiss me…in this pose? Th-that sounds-…a-ahn, hyahn!”

Now that he had the maid’s advice as justification, Akira massaged Rosemary’s boobs even more. He enjoyed how much they changed shape in his hands and they almost felt like they would spill from his grasp. Each time, sweet-smelling milk squirted from the erect nipples.

“C-come on, you’re letting the milk…spill out. Ah, ahn! It’s supposed to…get in the cup…”

The sweet moans would be unimaginable from her normally dignified voice and she kept glancing back at him.

“What is it?”

“N-nothing…nh, it’s nothing. It’s just that Sherris said…”

Even Akira could figure out what the princess was getting at here. She was wiggling her hips in his lap while he massaged her chest, but she was also twisting her head back to look his way.

(Oh, she means that.)

The princess stuck her lips out and moved them toward his face. He initially thought her puckered lips were to hold in moans, but that was not the reason.

She apparently wanted him to kiss her like the maid had mentioned, but she was too embarrassed to ask for it directly. However, she could not maintain that pose for long and would face forward again, but she always quickly turned back around. He had to grin when he saw how cute that normally harsh princess was being.

“Princess Rosemary…”

“Ahn, ah, ahh…what do you-…nmh!?”

He called her name and stole her lips as soon as she turned around with her curly blonde hair swaying.

“Kiss, smack…f-finally, ahn, kiss…kiss.”

The timing had come as a surprise, so her eyes widened and her body jumped.

Still, she soon accepted his intense kiss by opening her mouth and tangling her tongue with his.

(Oh, wow… She’s so cute.)

Unable to bear the bittersweet feeling in his chest, Akira held her tight in his arms, massaged her breasts, and devoured her lips.

“Akira, ahn…ahh, this feels way too good.”

The kiss caused even more milk to come out and she wiggled her hips longingly whenever he kneaded her boobs. The way she writhed in his arms turned him on, so he groped her all the more.

“Kyahn! That part is sensitive, so be more…ahn…g-gentle.”

Her curly blonde hair shook when he touched the light pink tips. She reacted so well he started stroking the milk-wet nipples. Her nipples were small for her breast size, but they had grown quite erect and the areolae had also grown quite puffy.

“Ah, ahhh, the cup, hurry! If you keep that up…I-I can’t stop my milk! Ah, ahhhn!”

The princess tilted her head back from the pleasure coming from her breasts and nipples and heated sighs flowed endlessly from her half-opened lips.

He could hear her heavy breathing from over her shoulder and she felt so soft in his arms, so his heart raced and his male instincts raged.

“Kyah! Ah, nh…m-my boobs feel all tingly…”

Even more milk squirted from the cutely moaning princess’s erect nipples.

Sherris had been waiting for just this moment and set the teacup down on the table.

“Sir Akira, please aim the milk in here.”

“O-okay.”

He obediently aimed her dripping breasts toward the teacup and then squeezed.

“Ah, ahh! Ahhn, ahh…I’m cumming… from being milked!”

Rosemary cried out and the milk squirted out with the intensity of a man’s ejaculation.

Far more milk erupted out than when she had done it herself, so the teacup quickly filled up.

“Hyah…ahn! No, I-I can’t stop it…hyahn!”

Her overflowing milk just kept coming and the cup soon overflowed and the milk got on the table again. Even Rosemary’s dress was soaked with milk.

“Yes, the two-person method usually does result in an even bigger mess,” said Sherris. “But as I said, it’s usually just an excuse.”

“Pant, pant…now you tell me. And, Akira…you didn’t have to milk me that hard. It got everywhere.”

The princess pouted her lips in embarrassment and stared back at him.

“Sorry. But your boobs just felt so good.”

Rosemary’s tits really were like milk tanks and they kept squirting with milk the more he massaged them. He must have flipped some kind of switch inside her because the milk kept coming even after he stopped touching her breasts.

“W-well, at least the cup is full this time. Now, Akira, that milk is for you, so hurry up and drink it.”

She placed an arm over her breasts to hide her dripping nipples and used the other arm to push the teacup toward his mouth.

How does it taste?”

When he took the cup and tried it, the princess looked worriedly back at him.

“It tastes quite good.”

It seemed to taste even better than usual because he helped milk it. It was definitely sweet and delicious, so he said as much. Her face instantly lit up, but she quickly suppressed the smile.

“O-of course it does. How could my milk ever be anything short of superb?”

Despite how worried she had looked earlier, she went through an immediate transformation and gave a proud snort, but Akira was probably the only person in the world she had allowed to see her like that.

He had thought she disliked him when they first met, but it turned out she was just awkward and was quite cute. His cheeks naturally loosened at this reminder of that.

“What are you grinning about!? A-and you massaged me way too much! The milk won’t stop, so take responsibility and drink it all!”

The princess immediately blushed when she saw his grin, so she distracted him by lifting up her boobs and shoving them toward his face.

“Eh? Is that how it works?”

“Of course it is! Right, Sherris?”

“Indeed it is. When a gentleman is given the honor of milking a woman, he must ensure none of it goes to waste.”

This queendom seemed to have way too many rules about milk, but at least they had Sherris to explain it all.

Meanwhile, the princess gave him a triumphant look, turned herself around, and sat back down in his lap.

Now that they were facing each other, he felt his heart beating even harder. And rules or not, when those milk tanks were jiggling right in front of his eyes, sucking them was the only thing on his mind.

“Then I will do my duty.”

She was asking him to drink her milk, so he had no reason to refuse.

“Ahn! Th-that was fast…ahhn!”

He lifted her breasts from below and pressed them together to more easily alternate between nipples. Once he began sucking, Rosemary leaned back in his lap and moaned.

“Nh, kiss. Wow, there’s so much milk coming out.”

“Ah, ahn. If you suck that hard…ahn, ahh!”

She wrapped her arms around his neck to support herself as she cried out so cutely. Her tits were both soft and firm, so they were well worth massaging. Plus, the massaging caused even more milk to flow out.

Perhaps because hers were so much bigger, she produced a lot more milk than Stella. But the pleasure of being milked appeared to be the same because she rubbed her thighs together and wiggled her hips in his lap.

“Ahn, ah, ahn…A-Akira…look up at me.”

He looked up from sucking out her milk and found the princess’s flushed face approaching.

“Kiss…nhh, kiss.”

She used the arms around his neck to pull herself close and kissed him over and over. She stayed pressed against him even after their lips parted and they stared at each other while close enough to feel each other’s breaths.

“Wh-what was that for? Aren’t I supposed to drink your milk?”

“I don’t care about that anymore. Kiss, smack, kiss.”

The bittersweet atmosphere between them was too much to bear and he tried to change the subject, but she immediately sealed his lips again.

“Akira…nh, kiss.”

She breathed from her nose with her face somewhat tilted, pressed her lips harder against his, and used her tongue. The way her tongue stirred up the saliva in his mouth felt so good he thought his mouth would melt.

(She’s pressing her boobs against me. The milk is soaking my shirt.)

She clung to the boy like a child to their mother.

Her aggressive expression of love overwhelmed him to the point that he even stopped massaging her chest and let her do what she would.

“Hey, Akira… I need it now.”

Once the long, breathless kiss ended, the domineering princess gave him an upturned look while he sat there in a daze.

Her angled eyes looked as willful as ever, so the gap between them and her cute behavior was almost unbearable. He felt a little faint, but he managed to keep his senses and stared back at her.

“You need what now?”

Even as inexperienced as he was, Akira was aware what Rosemary meant.

But his mixture of happiness and embarrassment led him to ask a dumb question.

“Oh, come on! Don’t make me say it out loud. …I need you to perform your husbandly duty. Surely you know what I mean!”

She must have thought he really was clueless because she blushed and puffed out her cheeks.

That somewhat angry but mostly sulking expression was so cute he wanted to hug her.

He suddenly realized Sherris was nowhere to be seen. The table had been cleared and she appeared to have left the salon while they were kissing. When he glanced over at the door, he could have sworn he saw a few other eavesdropping maids ducking their heads back out of sight, but he decided to ignore that.

“You still don’t get it? Y-you aren’t teasing me, are you?”

The princess glared at the boy for his dense reaction.

“I-I wasn’t trying to. It’s just that you were so cute I didn’t know what to say…yeah.”

“Eh? Th-that was why?”

Her red cheeks grew even redder when he called her cute. Christina would have laughed it off as flattery, but this princess took it seriously.

She normally carried a more mature atmosphere, but this innocent and cute side of her was the same as a teenage village girl.

“Princess Rosemary, I’m, uh, ready to, um…”

“Yes, I could feel it under me the whole time.”

The princess reached both hands toward the boy’s crotch, removed his pants and underwear, and pulled out the erection that had been poking her in the butt while she sat in his lap. She briefly paused and gulped, but she soon feigned calm, lifted her hips, and slipped a hand below her skirt.

After sliding her panties to the side, she lowered her hips again.

“Are you sure you should put it in right away?”

“Right away? After all your teasing, I’m amazed I haven’t made a puddle in your lap.”

He started to stop her, but she refused while too embarrassed with what she was saying to look him in the eye.

But she soon faced him again, held his erect penis in place with one hand, and guided it toward her own slit.

“Hyahn!”

With the wet sound of it touching her flower petals, he felt her warm and wet flesh surrounding the tip.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding about being super wet.”

“Sh-shut up! Just focus on pleasuring your wife like a good husband!”

Rosemary was so horny after all the groping, milking, and kissing that her pussy was as soaked as could be and pretty much drooling in its desire for that male organ.

When he pointed that out, she blushed even more even as she lowered her hips to gradually swallow his dick inside her.

“Ah, ahh! It’s so hot…ah, nhh!”

Her vagina was softer and had more folds than her sister’s, but it was still plenty tight.

“Ah…th-this feels amazing.”

Once their seated position pushed the head deep inside her vagina, Rosemary leaned back with her golden curls swaying.

“Ahhn! You’re filling me up inside!”

The tits bared by her pulled-down dress jiggled and milk seeped from the nipples. The penetration alone filled them both with too much pleasure to move, so they simply sat there in each other’s arms for a while.

“Akira…nh, nh, kissss~~~”

They both moved their faces in for a kiss, devoured each other’s tongues, and exchanged saliva. Kissing while he penetrated her made them feel even closer than when they had kissed before. They loved how they could feel each other’s presence with their entire body.

“Pwah… What’s with you? You’re being unusually sweet today.”

“I-I am always sweet! But…well, I just wanted you to pay attention to me for once…”

She said that last part oddly quickly and then snorted. She still had trouble honestly expression her feelings, but her poor attempts at hiding those feelings were incredibly cute.

When he answered her with a kiss, she blushed out to her ears, rocked her hips a little, and tightened her lips to hide her embarrassment.

“Why are you just sitting there?” she asked. “Ahn…y-you can move if you want.”

“Yeah, but I can’t move much in this position…”

He was sitting in a sofa with the girl in his lap, so his movement was quite limited. He would have to lift her up in his arms while thrusting up into her, but that was a bit much to ask of a boy with such limited experience in this position. In fact, the idea did not even occur to him.

“You mean you want me to…m-move my hips on top of you? Right here in the salon? Uh, but…”

They could always change positions, but the princess’s eyes wandered uncertainly.

She had been a virgin not too long ago, so she sat down on his dick to satisfy her horniness, but she had not considered what that would mean she had to do.

“Princess Rosemary, if you would prefer…”

“O-okay, fine!”

She cut him off and shouted as if she had made up her mind.

“Nh, ahh… If that is what you want me to do, then I will do it.”

She placed her hands around his shoulders to balance herself, spread her legs to place her feet on the sofa to either side of him, and slowly began moving her hips up and down. But she was not used to this, so her knees were shaking and her hip movements were awkward.

“Ah… Princess Rosemary, you don’t have to force yourself.”

“I am not forcing myself! Ahn, ahh…A woman of my caliber could ride a penis in her sleep!”

The boy’s attempt to help had the opposite effect with this stubborn princess and she kept moving her hips while making a bold claim that would probably embarrass her once she calmed down. The soft and intricate folds of her vagina stroked his dick and the rubbing of their sexual flesh sent a sweet tingling through their crotches.

The overgrown tits bouncing in front of his eyes and the princess’s desperate attempt to pleasure him aroused him like crazy.

“Ah, ahn… I can feel you hitting me…so deep inside.”

This position naturally allowed his penis head to reach the cervix deep within her vagina. The pleasure was so great her movements slowed to more of a simmer than a boil.

“I’ll…move too!”

“W-wait, Akira. Kyah! Ah, ahhn.”

Wanting more pleasure, the boy grabbed her hips between his hands and thrust up from below. He had a bit more room to move since she was moving her hips up and down. The princess was already writhing from the pleasure of the deep penetration, so this sudden attack elicited a high-pitched shriek.

“Ahn! Not so sudden…ah, ahhn…it’s too good…”

His thrusting made her body jump and her sun-gold hair danced around her. Her famous breasts shook even more than before while milk scattered from the nipples.

“Ahh, it feels so good…”

The way she writhed in pleasure sent his heart racing and he could not stop his hips.

“Ah, ahh…yes, yes! Ah, ahn, ahhn!”

The princess moaned while love juices gushed from their union and a lewdly wet sound echoed through the room with each thrust.

“Princess Rosemary, I never want to stop…”

“Ah, hyah! S-so rough…nh, ahh, ahhn!”

Rosemary had been moving her hips rather hesitantly, but now she was completely at his mercy as he thrust up from below. She lost her balance and had to cling to his body. Her boobs were squished between their bodies and her milk soaked both their clothing.

(Ah, I’m about to cum…)

Moving his own hips rubbed his cock against her hot wet flesh even more roughly, so his crotch felt like it was melting.

“Ahn, it’s too much… I-I feel like you’re filling me to the bursting point…ahh, ahh!”

Her sweat plastered her golden locks to her brow and nape, which gave her a sexy rather than girlish appearance, and her moans gradually grew more sensual.

“Princess Rosemary, you’re so cute! You’re the best!”

That cold and unapproachable princess was now writhing in pleasure on his lap. The arousal that inspired brought him even closer to climax.

“Y-you’re just saying that…ah. You like mother or Stella better, don’t you? I’m just…ahn!”

She definitely smiled happily when he called her cute, but she quickly grew jealous of her mother and sister, perhaps as a way to hide her embarrassment.

It was true Christina was the most beautiful woman Akira had ever met and Stella was the most adorable, but Rosemary’s cuteness had a different sort of appeal.

“That’s not true. You really are cute! I love you!”

“R-really? You had better not be lying. I…l-love you too…”

She must not have been able to contain her joy because she hugged and kissed him. Her lips would leave his when a thrust from below bounced her body up, but she kept kissing him anew.

This uncharacteristic behavior finally brought his arousal to its peak.

“Agh, sorry…but I’m about to cum!”

The urge to ejaculate rose from deep in his crotch and took control of his entire body.

“So am I, Akira! So let’s cum together! C-cum with me…ah, ahhn, ahhhhh!”

In this position, there was no avoiding cumming inside her. And instead of trying to lift her hips out of the way, the princess rubbed her butt against his crotch to ensure he came as deeply inside her as possible.

Seeing that made him want to do nothing more than give her what she wanted.

“I-I’m cumming! Ahhhh!!”

He forcefully pushed his hips up and the color white burst in his vision.

Deep inside the princess’s vagina, his penis slammed semen against her cervix.

“Hyah! Ah, ahh…I-I can feel it inside me! I’m cumming too! Ah, ahh, yes, ahhhh~~~!”

Her vaginal flesh contracted in a way meant to induce ejaculation and she wildly shook her curly hair while leaning back and moaning loudly.

Lots of milk flowed from her breasts as she achieved orgasm.

“Ahh…that was amazing…”

“Ahh, it’s so hot… I feel like my insides are burning…”

With a vagina full of cum, the princess leaned limply against the boy and tried to catch her breath.

“Nh, kiss…Akira…”

They held each other in their arms while still connected, but then they started kissing and exchanging saliva.

A pleasant lethargy enveloped them while time passed peacefully around them.

“I got your clothes all messy, didn’t I?”

The princess looked down at her milk-soaked dress and the boy’s similarly-soaked clothes and hung her head in embarrassment. She had not noticed while having sex, but there was a large stain on his chest.

“Well, I can always go change.”

“You will have to take a bath too, won’t you? Then I will join you.”

“Eh? I-in the bath?”

Her unexpected suggestion surprised him, but she continued while unable to look him in the eye.

“I invited you to tea and then spilled milk all over you…so it is my responsibility to clean you up. With that settled…let’s go!”

After providing her excuse, the princess got down from his lap and pulled on his arm, but her legs were still wobbly.

“Are you okay?”

He quickly supported her slender body and she clung to his arm.

When he looked down, he saw his cum dripping down her thighs and to the floor. He felt a little bad for the maids who would have to clean it up, but the sight also filled his crotch with renewed heat. He wanted to go take a bath to deal with the stickiness, but he had a feeling this bath would involve more than just washing.

“I-I could have walked on my own just fine…but since you offered, I will walk with you.”

Rosemary still could not be honest with her feelings and she made an excuse while holding onto his arm. Akira left the salon while aware he could not ignore this princess as much as he had before.