"Mr. Shimo~ Where is it~" Perhaps because lunch break was over and people were returning to work, the streets weren't crowded.
Still, the monstrous figure carrying the nun drew some rather piercing stares. It would probably be quite a problem on weekends or during rush hour.
I sighed with relief, took off Claire's high heels, and carried her straight to my bed to put her to bed.
"Oh...? This doesn't look like my bed at all... Mister Shimo~"
"This is my room. Get some rest, and I'll take you back when you've sobered up."
"Uh, I'm not that drunk..." She couldn't even stand up straight, but she insisted she wasn't.
Claire seemed like the type who doesn't sleep or make a scene when drunk.
She thrashed around on the bed, writhing and twitching her arms and legs.
Initially, I was thinking of playing a prank on a completely drunk Claire... but since she was already slurring her words, it should be fine, right?
Watching Claire squirm on the bed, I changed out of my slightly stuffy clothes and into my underwear.
Then I took out the hidden camera and recorder.
How should I use this camera... Claire is blind, so it's a bit tricky. Maybe I should just try it for now? I approached her, mentally planning how to photograph Claire.
Although her senses dull somewhat when there's just the two of us, Claire still managed to get her bearings. She turned to face me, standing next to the bed, and said,
"Eh...? Mr. Shimo... I think Ethel is a little strange... It's like I've seen her somewhere before..." Maybe it's because you've ignited a burning desire in me?
By the way, how many times have I seen her already?
It's true... Claire's looks and figure certainly arouse desire in the men around her.
Or perhaps she's already noticed the vile thoughts Pavel has been harboring toward her after spending so much time with her.
Hmm, now Claire is about to take the first step toward becoming my girlfriend.
"Is Claire uncomfortable? Let me help you undress."
As I spoke, I began unbuttoning the buttons tucked into the slits of Claire's nun's habit. Claire, though embarrassed, didn't stop me, merely lying there with a confused smile.
A moment later, when all the buttons above Claire's hips were undone, her curvy legs in brown tights were revealed in all their glory.
At that moment, the urge to caress those thighs and violate Claire flared within me, but I had to restrain myself. Too much action would have suffocated me; to completely subjugate her, I had to proceed gradually.
Unlike Lisbeth, my first impression of Claire had given me a slight urge to tease her, so the beginning might be a bit rough.
Under these thoughts, I slowly imagined Claire lying on the bed.
That black nun's habit, which protected her entire body. A seemingly somber nun's habit, now torn to the very hips after I unbuttoned her skirt.
The torn fabric fell down her legs, revealing brown panties and stockings, instantly transforming the noble nun's habit into a seductive and obscene outfit.
She covered her upper body with a white veil, adorned with intricate gold patterns, which fell from her neck to her shoulders. The veil parted at her chest, gracefully concealing her drooping nipples.
A normal breast wouldn't have been a problem, but Claire's astonishingly large breasts made even the intricate veil look like an indecent garment.
After unfastening the veil at her neckline, only the cassock remained of her nun's habit, revealing a portion of her cleavage below the collarbone.
A nun from the Cult of the Goddess, if unfastened, I quite like it...? "Um... Mister Shimo..." As I silently admired Claire's nun's habit and figure, a look of confusion crossed her face.
Claire's ability, similar to Ethel's ability to sense emotions, almost allows her to do so.
Apparently, they noticed my nervousness.
From what I've seen so far, although it's not entirely accurate, the device should be able to detect mood, level of arousal, or calm.
I sat down next to Claire, who was lying in bed, and quietly placed my hand on her thigh.
"Uh...? Mr. Shimo...?" Claire only looked at me, confused, but couldn't resist. After confirming she was okay, I said this, stroking her thigh.
"Claire is so beautiful, it's a shame she's a nun. If she weren't, many men would definitely be chasing her."
"Uh...? No, no..." Claire was still feeling dizzy from the alcohol. Fortunately, she couldn't think straight while I was stroking her thigh.
"Actually... after gaining human-like abilities, I've been experiencing some discomfort in my body. I hope Klya can help me."
"Inconvenience...?" A hint of concern crossed Klia's face.
To show such emotion in this situation...
I suppose she truly deserves to be a candidate for sainthood?
"Nothing serious. Just entrust your body to me for a while. It won't hurt or harm you."
"
Right now…"
"It will be difficult for Klea, who is not a candidate for sainthood, to ask this. Please." Klea, bowing her head at my words, gave a quick, shy smile.
"Okay… I understand, though I don't know what this is…" The alcohol was indeed strong.
Although it took me a long time to win Lisbeth over, even she, who was supposed to be a virgin at the time, gave herself to me. Especially for Klea, who was so frightened in such a state?
This is very convenient for me, isn't it? Klea, today you will regret coming with me without suspecting anything suspicious.
I moved the hand that had been caressing Claire's thigh straight to her groin, covered by stockings and panties.
"Uh… ah…?" Claire lay quietly, still looking confused. I wiggled my fingers and began Gently caressing her hidden genitals.
"Uh...? Um... Mr. Shimo...? Here..." Claire's confusion deepened. But what she said next was completely unexpected.
"Mr. Shimo... this... is where you pee..."...?
Claire?
A man who isn't your lover touches your genitals, and you say things like a child who hasn't had sex education...?
Isn't Claire 27 years old?
Is it really possible that someone her age has so little knowledge of sexual matters...?
"...Claire." Do you know the word 'masturbation'?"
"I've heard of it... but... I've never tried it..." Wow... that's truly astounding.
Has Claire, a candidate for canonization, already reached the level of sainthood in terms of sexual experience?
It was truly shocking that Claire, in such a state, was engaged to Paul.
Continuing to caress Claire's genitals through her stockings and questioning her, I learned that, although she possessed sexual knowledge, she had no experience with masturbation and had never had sexual intercourse with a man.
It's impossible for a person not to experience sexual desire... but being blind and a nun, even if she did experience sexual desire, she didn't seem to recognize it as such, simply enduring it.
Furthermore, her knowledge of sexuality seemed limited to the Church and covered only the most basic aspects.
Although she knew that birth occurs vaginally, she seemed to have only a vague understanding of how a baby is created.
In this state, she seemed to know nothing beyond ordinary sexual intercourse. She couldn't even properly understand it, let alone concepts like oral or anal sex; she probably hadn't even considered them.
"So... you haven't touched yourself here yet, have you?"
"No... no... but, Mr. Shimo... it's a little itchy..." Looking at Klia's innocent, slightly trembling body, desire flared within me.
"Mr. Semo... This is scary... What am I doing...?"
"Don't be afraid at all. It's actually quite comfortable here. Just give me your body, Claire."
With that, I began to caress Claire's genitals even faster. Watching Claire tremble slightly, I slipped my hand under her panties.
As if to show I was fully mature, my large hand slid over the neatly trimmed pubic hair at the top of Claire's pubic area, brushing against her vulva.
"Ugh!? Mr. Semo...!?" "No...!" However, it was too unexpected. Claire pulled her hand away from the touch that penetrated her panties.
I stopped her movement and whispered in her ear.
"It's okay. I just wanted you to try something new. You'll like it, just enjoy it."
With that, I began to caress Claire's slightly damp vulva.
Clea, who had initially tried to prevent my hand from abusing her intimate parts, gradually weakened and trembled as my monstrous, rough hand began to move.
Clea's pure vulva, devoid even of experience with masturbation. This purity was not so easily defiled.
Thinking about this, I didn't insert my fingers, but only began to gently caress the entrance to her vulva.
"Ah...? Ah...?" "Uh-uh...!?" After Clea had played with her vulva for a while, her reaction began to change.
A confused expression appeared on her face, she seemed oblivious to the pleasure she was experiencing, and the trembling in her body intensified.
"Mr. Se-Semo...! Ah...!? Ah...!? This is so weird...!" Clea's trembling increased, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Watching her reaction, I sped up the caresses of her vulva with my fingers.
Clea's feminine secretions, flowing from her clean vulva, had already soaked my fingers inside her panties and her own.
Thanks to the slippery feminine fluid, the movements of my fingers brought Claire even more intense pleasure.
"Ugh...! Ah...! Ah...! Something... is happening...! Something strange...!" "Ugh...!" As Claire's body and vaginal entrance trembled intensifying, I felt she was about to reach orgasm, so I moved my fingers even faster, guiding her to her first, supreme orgasm.
"Ah, aaaahh ...
I survived that.
I looked at that expression with satisfaction, a smile playing on my lips as I asked Claire this question.
"So, how are you? Feeling good, huh?"
"Uh...? Oh...? Feeling... good...?" Claire, trembling slightly, seemed not to fully realize that the sensations she was experiencing were pleasure.
But she would understand soon enough.
A satisfied smile spread across my face as I pulled my hand out of Claire's panties and took a few pictures of her soaked underwear and stockings.
"Uh...? Mr. Shimo, where are you now...?"
"Nothing. More importantly, I told you I wasn't feeling well, right?"
The camera was clearly off... did I really hear the rustling of fabric?
I carefully examined the clear photos of Claire's face and her damp lower body and said to her...
"What we just did was a kind of warm-up to get over my discomfort. So, Claire, now..."
Looking at Claire's still puzzled expression, I pulled down my panties, revealing my penis.
"Move at least one step." A mischievous smile involuntarily appeared on my lips.
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