My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem-Chapter 1646.5

After making such an alluring offer, Carmine didn’t hesitate to reach behind and undo the back of her dress. She wasn’t wearing her typical armor. The new armor she had received from Sapphire and the deep dwarves had been put up while we spent some private time together. Of course, I knew that such time was inevitably going to lead to sex, it just happened a lot quicker than I had been expecting. As the dress fell to the ground, I realized that she was wearing sexy lingerie. I doubted she had been wearing that while we were fighting in the dungeon. She had put it on for me.

This world’s undergarments were more in the practical department than the sexy department. Underwear designed to look provocative was only an extremely recent thing, which had started because of me. When I was in the capital, I had tasked a tailor with making underwear. At the time, I thought that would be the best I could get. That felt like a long time ago, long before I had managed to create a portal and return to earth.

The underwear that Carmine had on now was underwear from the earth, so it was naturally very sexy. It was white with just a light enough sheen that the skin hidden underneath could be seen. The outline of her dark nipples poked through the bra, and pieces of her butt, pubic hair, and slit were barely hinted at below. In some ways, it was much more erotic than if she had just been naked.

Carmine was a woman extremely aware of her attractiveness. In some ways, this set her apart from the other women. Of course, they were all beautiful in their ways, but Terra had a complex about her breast size, Miki didn’t have a lot of confidence, and even when it came to Lydia, her sexual confidence didn’t come from her looks, but her training. The looks she maintained were merely an expectation of her trade, not a tool that she could use.

Carmine knew she was beautiful, and she knew that her large chest drew eyes. As a loner, she might have once looked on the common men who threw themselves at her with disdain. Carmine was a girl who understood her worth and her value, and she demanded a guy that could afford that value. Had I not come along, she likely would have inevitably ended up in the arms of a noble… one she probably would have bankrupted due to her love of shopping and expensive tastes.

I supposed a simple way of describing her was to say that she was high maintenance. It might seem like an oxymoron that she’d be a paladin, a knight who seemed to focus on an extremely high defense, considering her body contained such valuable goods that she put at risk. Then again, she spared no expense, often wearing armor as expensive as a small kingdom to protect that body from any permanent harm.

Her understanding of her value, both as a paladin and as a woman, had given her a very aloof attitude. She often didn’t wear her emotions on her sleeve like many of the other girls, and while she had broken that thick shell for a bit when I first appeared and broke her from the fey’s puppetry, she eventually returned to that slightly cold and hard exterior that matched the armor she liked to wear.

Had I been a less experienced man, I might have thought she didn’t really have much affection for me, or I might even think that she was just using me. However, the current me could see the intent, love, and desire in her eyes. To even go so far as to ask me to touch her, was something a woman like her would never do. She was meant to be chased, not to chase others, so just asking was a sign of how much she wanted me.

She didn’t just stay there and wait either. Carmine walked over to the edge of the bed where I was sitting, standing up in front of me, her voluptuous body between my spread knees, her skin just a touch away. I didn’t hesitate to reach out and pull Carmine closer until her body was against the edge of the bed. My lips kissed her bare stomach, and her large breasts fell on top of my head, pushing them down with their weight.

My hands stroked the bare skin of her back, and my tongue roamed her abdomen, savoring the taste of her flesh. Carmine let me grope her, offering her body to me like a human sacrifice. My hands weren’t satisfied with just the skin she had exposed though, and they moved up under her bra, skillfully unbuttoning it and letting the flimsy white material fall. Her breast fell only a little bit as the support that kept them up no longer existed.

My head went between her breasts, and I began to kiss and lick them. I kept my hands on her bare, smooth back and I rubbed my face between her large breasts. It was surely a sight that would have angered Anne and gotten her to speak of blasphemy. I wasn’t against small breasts, but that didn’t mean that I wouldn’t enjoy large ones too when I had access. Carmine’s breathing started to become rugged as I stimulated her chest, my tongue manipulating the nipples and causing them to harden. I went back and forth, giving each one just a hint of attention before moving to the other one and back.

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“Hah… Master… ahhh…” She whimpered her hands on my shoulders as she allowed me to do anything I wanted with her body.

In only a short time, I started to smell lewd scents from down below. My hands fell and moved their way into her underwear. They gripped her naked buttocks, groping it tightly. She had fairly nice and round buttocks too, which were well tones and muscular. Wearing such heavy armor had helped shape her body and make it even more erotic. My hands continued to drop down past her but and down her thighs, pulling her underwear with them. I slowly revealed the last part of her naked body, her glistening pussy now out in the open and only inches from me.

My kisses began to lower until my tongue found her pubic region. I kissed the hairy region just above her clit, and I could feel her abdomen muscles twitch as her body was teased with sensations that were so close to the sexual stimulation she wanted, but just short. She raised her legs, placing them on the bed next to me, spreading her legs and pushing her wet waiting hole even closer to my face. One of my hands reached around and grabbed her buttocks, while the other grabbed onto the inner thigh of her lifted leg to help keep her spread. I then pushed with my hand on her butt, bringing her pussy to my lips. Carmine gasped as my tongue began to play excitedly across her clit.

“Ahhhn… mmm… mnnn….” She panted as her hands combed my hair, but didn’t grab it or try to force my hand.

I tasted her deeply, my tongue roaming up and down her slit before diving inside and savoring the pink and swollen flesh. My lips bit at and sucked on the sweat, wet flesh, basking in her taste and spell. Carmine’s body shook where she stood, but she remained steadfast even under my onslaught.

“M-master… I’m going to… cum… please. I want you inside me.”

A part of me wanted to continue to tease her and make her beg, but I craved the feel of Carmine just as much as she had craved me. It had been some time since I had last had sex. It hadn’t been so long ago when I was getting it daily from multiple women. That had diminished significantly in the last few months since my death. The girls had wanted to wait until everyone was back, and so I was a bit starved. Being the inspector on the lioness’s armor earlier didn’t make those feelings any easier. I was rock hard and desperately wanted relief.

That’s why as soon as Carmine gave me the word, my hand holding her thigh grabbed the knee and bent it. I pulled forward with both hands, and Carmine gasped as her knees fell onto the bed on either side of me. Her beautiful body ended up on top of my lap, her pussy positioned just over my cock and her naked chest pressed back into my face. I hastily pulled out my dick, and Carmine, just as aroused, grabbed it and lined it up.

As I slid into her, the both of us seemed to let out a sigh of relief. The feeling of her body merging with mine was a sensation both of us had desperately needed. We remained like that, holding each other on the edge of the bed, my dick slid about halfway into her pussy, for several minutes. Then, she pushed her knees up and down, and her butt started to bounce up and down on my cock. I couldn’t help but let out a groan.

Carmine grabbed my head and pushed it back into her chest, even as she continued to bob up and down on my cock. Carmine wasn’t a virgin anymore, but neither was she sexually experienced. Her pussy was still very tight, especially after not being used these last few months. It squeezed my cock satisfyingly, and I started to realize she was using kegels every time she dropped down on it to squeeze my cock with her inner muscles deliberately. This was a maneuver that Lydia was skilled at. Carmine didn’t have quite the same training, but she was tenacious, and it wasn’t long before we were both gasping for breath and covered in sweat.

“Ahhn… Master… I’m cumming… you dick is making me cum.” She painted just above my head, her words muffled by her breasts that were wrapped around my head.

The warm and comfortable feeling of her body was intoxicating, and I realized I was about to cum as well. I didn’t hesitate to release as I felt her twitching insides that started to act like a suction on my dick. We rocked excitedly against each other as her pussy milked my cock of seed. Warm gob after warm gob filled up her womb, marking Carmine once again as mine.

“Hah… Hah… I love you.” She painted with her mouth open.

I used to the opportunity to snag her tongue in my mouth and suck on it playfully as my dick started to soften inside her.

She began to kiss me back enthusiastically. The armor she always wore was nowhere inside, I was sampling the true Carmine once again. Other than defense though, the other thing Carmine excelled at was stamina. It wasn’t long before I laid back on the bed and Carmine was riding me for a second round. I spent the rest of the evening resting with Carmine. It was a very strenuous rest, but neither of us complained.