Chapter 280 Lucid dreams can 'feel” too real? (R-18+)

Chapter 280 Lucid dreams can “feel” too real? (R-18+)

White Dragon Labyrinth Exploration Arc.

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(POV: Akashic Records)

The room of lucid dreams.

It was one of the many rooms across the countless levels of the infinite labyrinth that was the White Dragon Labyrinth.

This was a self-defense mechanism built to ensure that adventurers didn't come across the burial ground of Artoria.

Only a select few people could access it.

What had happened to the women's group was a similar case.

And now that they were in such a situation, all they could see was what they sexually desired the most.

Now one might wonder— why isn't it what they desire the most? Why "what they sexually desire the most"?

The answer was simple.

This white room was made by Merlin Shivaheld.

Across all the pages in the Akashic Records, he was the biggest pervert.

However, we must praise his magic for this new form of degeneracy.

The most perverted illusion spell.

Lumiere let out a chuckle and then remarked, "Oh, how innocent you are. But I suppose you'll always have that fiery desire down there, considering you think about me day in and day out."

"Shut up," she retorted, her eyes tightly shut.

In a hushed tone, Lumiere leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Genny, my lovely little sister, how many beautiful children do you envision us having?"

As he posed this question, Lumiere swiftly tore open Genevieve's snug shirt, revealing her beautiful breasts.

With utmost tenderness, he cupped her right breast in his hand and began to gently massage it, causing Genevieve to perk up with a delightful moan.

"Don't you just love that... The feel of your big brother's hand all around your breasts, doesn't it feel good~?"

"I... It doesn't~~ ahnnnnnm~~"

"Lying to me only makes it better, my love~"

"I'm not.... I'm not... Ahnnnnnnn~~"

His grip on her breast became more intense, the passionate rub and squeeze made her sight momentarily turn hazy.

Her nipples had never felt so strong before.

Her pussy had never felt so wet either.

But most importantly, her heart had never felt so warm.

It was like her heart was having an orgasm... Yes.

However, before anything further could transpire, Lumiere applied a firm squeeze to her nether regions. The fabric of her clothing teasingly brushed against her moist vagina, intertwining with her damp panties.

"Now, how many kids do you want us to have~?"

Lumiere asked her again.

With another momentary squeeze on her crotch, Genevieve shot up.

"OH LUMIERE!! HOW MANY DO YOU WANT TO PUT IN ME!! SHOVE YOUR BABY MAKER INSIDE ME, AS DEEP AND AS HARD AS YOU WANT!!"

Well... That... Escalated quickly...

"Then we'll make as many as we can," Lumiere told her.

He took a thorough look at Genevieve, who was already panting heavily.

"Hah~! Hah~~! Hahh~! Hahh~~! Hhah~! Hah~!"

Hot steam escaped from her mouth, her pupils were raised to the top of her eyes, her wet tongue slightly protruded, and sweat dripped from every pore, sensually gliding down her face and settling in the crevice of her trembling breasts.

"This is what I like to see."

Lumiere expressed his utter satisfaction.

And with his left hand, he delicately lowered the waistband of her pants.

"A-are you... Are you really going down there...?" she asked.

Lumiere smiled. "Of course, it's a little too hot down there, I'll need to cool it off..."

"O... Okay~~"

Gently, he slid his hand down and made initial contact with her panties, which were incredibly moist, as if she had completely immersed them in a bucket of her own vaginal fluid.

"Hm?"

"What's wrong?" Genevieve asked him.

"It's a little too wet down there too, I'll have to clean it up as well..."

His hand ventured deeper, slightly parting her panties, and when he finally did, it was as if her vagina could finally breathe.

This elicited another moan from Genevieve as she nestled her back against Lumiere's chest.

"Perfect, give me more of that hungry face of yours," Lumiere told Genevieve, relishing in the graceful movements of her body.

With his hand now delicately exploring the depths of her pants, Lumiere's hand was but a few inches away from Genevieve's eagerly awaiting, pussy.

As the untouched pussy of a virgin, she was unaccustomed to the "constant" caress of a hand or the tender touch of a cock.

Therefore, when his finger gently brushed against the surface of her glistening vagina, Genevieve's essence experienced a momentary malfunction, resulting in a simultaneous release of her golden nectar (urine) and her intimate fluids (pussy juice).

"S... So quick~" Genevieve said in-between her stifled moans.

The golden cascade of her urine gracefully descended down her quivering legs, creating intricate patterns of liquid artistry.

The upper portion of her pants became completely drenched in a mixture of her divine fluids, rendering them both soiled and yet, in a peculiar way, erotic.

Lumiere tenderly withdrew his hand from her pants, raising it up for their mutual admiration.

It was adorned with her urine and her vaginal fluid.

The fact that his single touch could bore such an instantaneous cum truly displayed how much Genevieve thought about him.

If she didn't cum five times a night thinking about him as she touched herself, then she wasn't as horny that day...

Because on her hornier days, she'd cum about seven to nine...

0% unnecessary exaggerations and 100% pure statistics and facts...

Lumiere brought his hand near his lips, sampling just a bit of its taste, and with a contented smile, he proclaimed, "Salty."

Lumiere then graciously extended his hand towards Genevieve.

"Come on, lick it..." he told her.

A sexually polite request always came out as an order.

Not an opinion, a fact.

Now, her very first instruction he imparted to her was to bestow upon his hand a gentle lick.

"Anything you want," she replied obediently.

With utmost enthusiasm, Genevieve employed both of her hands to grasp the hand, which bore traces of her own sticky essence and was adorned with the unmistakable, strong stench of her urine.

She extended her plump, adhesive tongue and tenderly caressed the spaces between Lumiere's fingers, lavishing them with the utmost care.

"Hmmnnnnghhh~~ It tastes... So good~~"

The taste of her own essence brought her immense pleasure, causing a slow and tantalizing flow of desire to awaken within her pussy.

Meanwhile, as she performed this act of devotion, a plump droplet of saliva escaped from Lumiere's mouth, cascading gracefully onto Genevieve's right breast. The saliva gently spread across her breast, leaving behind a glossy sheen that enhanced its allure.

Lumiere, in a display of sensuality, proceeded to massage her breast, while Genevieve remained focused on the task at hand, diligently licking his fingers.

She enveloped his entire middle finger with her mouth, rhythmically moving it in and out, each successive motion sweeter than the last.

In her imagination, she approached it like a woman would approach a cock.

Sucking the finger fervently with her saliva and lustful hunger to guide her.