"Haa... haa..."
The sensation of a woman's bare breasts for the first time in my life. And not just any woman's, but Eirin's—such a beautiful woman's—had me burning with insane excitement.
That wasn't all. Even Eirin, who was usually as expressionless as ice, was different now. I could tell right away from how her breathing had quickened.
As if trying to hide her own reaction, Eirin continued calmly.
"Then I'll continue attending to you. Please excuse me for a moment."
Finally, Eirin slipped off her maid dress. It was already half-off anyway. Now all she had left were her panties, stockings, and garter belt.
Her upper body was completely bare.
Looking at her like that, I couldn't hold back the blood rushing straight downstairs.
Wait. So what's next?
This didn't feel like it would end with just some light petting or a blowjob. No way. I was this worked up already—if it stopped there, I wouldn't be able to stand it.
I already wanted to explore more than just her breasts. That's when I glanced at Eirin's panties. Sheer mesh fabric, erotic enough to see right through.
No hair in sight. Damn.
The silhouette of her intimate area showed through the panties. It looked smooth and bare, like she'd had a Brazilian wax.
Surprisingly, the center was already soaked.
Did sucking on her breasts really get her this excited? Someone who seems so cool-headed?
Even if it was my incubus-tinged touch, it didn't seem like she'd fully fallen for some mere seduction or charm.
Her reactions to the pleasure felt a bit inexperienced for that. Maybe she really was getting turned on by my caresses.
Maybe she doesn't hate Julian as much as I thought.
I couldn't hold back anymore and slid my fingers over her panties.
"Y-Young Master?"
Her face turned beet red. Sure enough, that spot was drenched like it'd been caught in a downpour.
"You're excited too, Eirin."
"N-No... I'm not."
But I didn't give her a chance to make excuses. I slipped both hands behind her panties and started kneading her plump ass—plumper than her slim frame suggested.
"Ah!"
Eirin's ass was as soft as her breasts, but with twice the bounce.
As my palms relentlessly groped her, a hint of sweetness mixed into her quickening breaths.
Then I unhooked her garter belt and finally peeled off her panties. In that moment, the soaked love juices clinging to them stretched out a thin string as they pulled away downward.
It was incredibly stimulating.
Eirin, further aroused by the ass play, was overflowing now—her juices trickling down her thighs.
All she had left were those black band stockings. They contrasted sharply with her pale naked skin, accentuating her legs and sensuality.
Even as a 25-year virgin nerd, I knew instinctively.
When a woman's down there was this wet, she was ready for the main event.
Am I finally losing my virginity? And to a heavenly beauty like this.
But a twinge of regret hit me, mismatched with the occasion. Eirin was undeniably stunning, no question.
Yet seeing how quickly she'd heated up under Julian's body and hands just now...
She's probably been intimate with Julian for ages. He must've taken her virginity first.
As a long-time virgin, I'd always hoped my first would be a virgin too.
Still, lucky my first is a total knockout like Eirin.
With her clothes fully off, Eirin climbed back onto me.
"Then, if you'll excuse me. I'll continue attending you through the night."
And then her pussy pressed flush against my cock.
Eirin began sliding her outer lips up and down my shaft, parting them along the groove.
The first time feeling a woman's pussy against me. I could feel the blood surging into my dick.
A guttural groan escaped me before I knew it. Eirin was the same—her breaths laced with uncharacteristic moans.
"Haaah..."
It was an unreal sensation. Her mound hotter than body temperature, still slick and wet.
The smooth, hairless pussy rubbing against my shaft felt just like a slug wrapping around it.
"Does it... feel good?"
"Not bad."
Like that, Eirin kept teasing me. I was at my limit now.
If I slid inside like this, I'd probably cum right away. Ejaculating so soon would be a shame.
But as Eirin said, the night was still young. Even if I came quick, I wanted to be inside her first. I wanted to get to the sex already.
I lifted her ass slightly and aimed my cock.
"Y-Young Master?"
A woman's entrance was lower than I'd thought. Lying back with her straddling my hips, it was hard to see.
I tried to find her hole by feel against my glans.
Right then, Eirin pulled her upper body toward me with a panicked look, dodging my cock.
"What's wrong, Eirin?"
No way she'd stop here after all this, right? It had to include sex for proper night service.
But sure enough, she said something unexpected.
"Young Master. We can't go any further, can we? Crossing that line like this..."
"What? What are you talking about?"
Was "night service" just simulated sex without penetration? No way.
And there's no way the scumbag Julian would've stopped here.
Wait. Julian was a pervert who forced weird plays on Eirin.
Maybe he'd ordered some specific play from her. I asked.
"So this is still part of the play? You teasing me, acting like you'll do it but not quite?"
A puzzled look crossed Eirin's face.
"Play? Ah. It could be, I suppose. You did draw the line at not going further with me, after all, Young Master."
"What nonsense...?"
I asked in genuine disbelief. Eirin looked flustered instead.
"What do you mean? It was you, Julian Young Master, who said you couldn't carelessly spill the noble Reinhardt seed into a lowly thing like me."
"I... I said that?"
"You said receiving the Border Count heir's seed is the greatest blessing for any woman. But you couldn't put your precious seed into a lowly maid like me..."
That crazy bastard. I cursed Julian inwardly.
What, does he think he's the king or something?
Wait. Thinking about it, a Border Count of the empire outranked even a petty kingdom's king. So Julian might fancy himself a prince, at least.
Even so, for a scumbag like him to hold back with Eirin...
Is he patient or just plain insane?
Definitely the latter. And then it hit me like a thunderbolt.
Wait. Does that mean Eirin is a virgin?
She might've been with some other guy besides Julian. But knowing Julian, he wouldn't keep a woman touched by another man as his exclusive maid.
Virgin... virgin...
In that instant, my mind went feral, blanking out all rational thought.
And my cock turned even more savage.
"Y-Young Master?"
I shot up and flipped Eirin onto the bed in my place. Her legs spread into an M shape.
I buried my face between them.
"Th-That place!"
Her words couldn't reach my ears. Between her spread thighs, Eirin's petals bloomed—vivid pink, like innocent cherry blossoms.
I stuck out my tongue and dove into devouring her pussy.
"N-No... A noble like you, Young Master... licking somewhere unclean..."
But contrary to her words, her pussy was pristine. Smooth pink, not a hair in sight.
And more than that.
It carried the same fresh, fragrant scent as the rest of her body.
Mixed paradoxically with the musk of an aroused female. I parted her outer lips and thrust my tongue inside.
"No... haa!"
Eirin panicked, clearly new to this.
She seemed so cool and emotionless at a glance. Even now, she was trying to deny the sensations overwhelming her body.
Like she was desperately drawing a line as just a maid doing her duty.
At first, she only stifled her moans. But now, excited feminine whimpers slipped out between gasps.
Knowing Eirin's personality from the game, she wouldn't fake it just to please me.
She was definitely feeling it for real. Her reactions proved it.
"Ahng... aaang... No... Young Master... a dirty place like mine... aaang..."
Proof in the nasal whines she'd never make normally.
My saliva and her juices mixed wildly. I'd been savoring her secret virgin pussy with my tongue.
Without stopping, I slid it upward.
Then I hit it: her most sensitive spot, the clitoris.
"Aaah!!"
I saw her fists clench the bedsheets. It was swollen, protruding. Clearly her main pleasure point.
"No... nooo... Young Master... no..."
Her cool tone had turned into petulant pleading. Her voice only spurred me on; I swirled my tongue relentlessly.
Not wildly, but with controlled flicks, varying pressure.
"Huaaang... ahh!"
Finally, Eirin's body arched like a drawn bow. Her sacred squirt gushed out.
"S-Sorry!"
Even that excited me to no end. She twitched in the aftershocks of her unexpected orgasm.
"Did it feel good, Eirin?"
Droplets fell from my face. Seeing them, her expression turned urgent, but I pinned her wrists down.
"I was so rude... Let me wipe your face."
"No need."
I wiped my face roughly on her discarded maid uniform with one hand. She might've come down a bit from the orgasm.
But my raging hard-on was a runaway train that had to charge into something now.
"Eirin."
"Y-Young Master. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine... so."
I told her.
"Spread them."
"P-Pardon? Young Master... what do you..."
"If you can't, I'll do it myself."
I beat her reaction. I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed her legs and spread them into an M myself.
"N-No way."
Horror flashed across her face. She'd seen Julian's cock plenty by now. But even without experience, she could sense it wasn't average.
Even composed Eirin would panic imagining that inside her. And I'd confirmed it earlier: traces of her virginity intact. She'd never taken a man before.
This is even hotter. No stopping now.
I pressed my glans lightly against her pussy. No mistaking the entrance—I'd mapped it thoroughly with my tongue.
Finally, at her opening. I slowly pushed the tip inside her.