Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System
Chapter 99 - 98: Plump girls are best!

Chapter 99: Chapter 98: Plump girls are best!

Roland carried Kasumi’s slightly heavier body in a princess carry to the bed.

Of course, "heavier" didn’t mean Kasumi was fat; it simply meant she was quite "plump."

Just like how Karena had a secret nickname: "Plumpy"

This nickname wasn’t meant to imply

Karena was actually fat, but rather that her figure was exceptionally full-bodied. While her curves were exquisite and sexy, they also gave off a delightfully fleshy feel.

In truth, Roland had always been fond of such plump girls—they were so voluptuous and felt wonderfully substantial when held. The sensation of holding a plump sexy woman and petite is world apart, tho both gives happiness the sexiness of a mature plump woman is something else.

As Karena’s mother, Kasumi naturally inherited this full-bodied physique. Holding her felt like embracing something soft and springy, so irresistible you never wanted to let go. Softness makes one want to bite them and cuddle forever.

If he could bury his entire body in Kasumi’s embrace, the mere thought of that sensation made him... sigh...

Unfortunately, Roland was now taller than Kasumi. So when they lay entwined on the bed, it was Kasumi who ended up being held in his arms.

The older woman rested quietly in the crook of Roland’s arm, like a wife nestled against her husband, pressed so close to her lover that they seemed to want their bodies to meld together, never to be separated again.

So this is what it feels like to sleep with someone?

This is too comfortable and blissful!

Even after forty years of my life, I’ve never experienced this bliss before. Have I really wasted all that time?

If I could have held a body like this every night for the past forty years, how blissful would my life have been?

Well, actually, this isn’t the first time I’ve slept with a man in forty years. I’ve been ’slept with’ a man countless times before that it’s uncountable now.

Yes, as a mother, I used to frequently sleep with a man other than my husband. I’m no longer pure neither chaste.

Of course, this impurity only matters to my husband, whose face I’ve long forgotten. To my lovely Roland, I’ve always been pure.

After all, the one who has slept beside me for years is this mischievous young boy.

When Roland was a child, Yukio and I took turns bathing him and lulling him to sleep at night.

God knows why Roland’s mother always dumped her child on us, as if he weren’t her own flesh and blood but rather a child we two women had created together. It’s not like it’s a bad deal for us.

What am I thinking? We’re not some strange creatures. How could two women create a child together?

In short, it was all because of Roland irresponsible birth mother that these two ladies had never even been with their own men, spending all their days doting on their best friend’s son!

But even though she had held Roland in her arms since he was a baby, she had never experienced such bliss.

Perhaps it was because Roland had been so small back then, barely bigger than a barbie doll, that he had always curled up asleep in her arms. This was the first time she had ever leaned against him like this.

And the nature of their embrace had changed. Before, it had been to soothe him to sleep, but now...

Kasumi gazed at the child she had nurtured since infancy, never imagining their relationship would evolve like this.

As a mother, she had somehow seduced the boy she had watched grow up into her bed, and now she was trying to do things between a man and a woman with him.

The familial warmth in her eyes had vanished, replaced by a carnal desire that surged despite her attempts to suppress it.

"Roland , shouldn’t we get down to business now?" Kasumi murmured, her breath already growing hot as she gazed at his face, so close to hers.

"But Aunt Kasumi, it’s already past one o’clock. Shouldn’t we be sleeping?" Roland replied calmly, despite Kasumi’s yearning gaze, stalling for time.

As he spoke, Roland continued massaging Kasumi, using the technique to further inflame her desire.

Overwhelmed by heat, the Kasumi angrily pinched Roland’s waist. "Didn’t you promise to properly satisfy your aunt Kasumi after her bath?" she demanded.

"I did say that," Roland teased, "but it’s already so late. Does my dear aunt Kasumi really want me that much~?"

"What do you think?!" Kasumi’s retorted, pinching his waist flesh again in embarrassed anger.

"Ah, ow! That hurts! How am I supposed to know if Aunt Kasumi doesn’t say it?"

"Some things don’t need to be said! Don’t make your elders spell everything out!"

"But I want to hear it~ I want to know what my beloved aunt Kasumi truly feels."

"How could I an elder possibly say such things...?"

"Then forget it... Let’s just sleep."

"No!" Kasumi suddenly grew agitated. She threw her leg over Roland body, her eyes flickering with hesitation. Finally, she gritted her teeth, forcing herself to overcome her shame. "I want you! I’ve become shameless in front of you! Are you satisfied now?!"

"Then... Aunt Kasumi, are you willing to be my woman?" Roland pressed, his satisfaction evident from his prideful tone.

"I... I am! I’ll do anything! So please, stop talking and just give it to me! You aunt Kasumi can’t hold back any longer. Please, hurry!" Kasumi had completely shed her usual gentle, virtuous wife persona, replaced by an urgent plea to be satisfied by her young lover.

This boy is still worried about whether I’m willing to be his woman? What’s there to worry about at this point?

We’ve already been to bed together with just a thin layer of clothes between us!

Even if I hadn’t said it, wouldn’t I still be his woman if we go with the flow?

Her body now craved nothing but his touch and warmth, utterly consumed by the desire to be nourished by him.

Did she even have a choice anymore, other than becoming Roland wife?

Well, there was one alternative... being his forbidden mistress sounded rather intriguing.

Either way, as long as he gave her love, she would accept it.

"Very well, my dear aunt Kasum i. Then seal my lips. Tonight, I belong to you." Roland felt he had played his game of cat and mouse long enough. Under his deliberate stalling, Kasumi had clearly lost all reason to her burning desire.

Given her current state, Roland could probably do whatever he wanted with Kasumi now.

He had certainly made her wait long enough. To drive Kasumi to this desperate state, he had endured his own torment, practically unable to sleep.

"I’m afraid I must apologize tonight, Aunt Kasumi. From the very beginning, I never intended to spare you tonight. I’ve betrayed your trust and am no longer the innocent child you once knew."

"What I want is all of you!"

"My hus..my hus..band, tonight I am yours too." The emotions in Kasumi’s eyes could no longer be suppressed, and two pink hearts, symbols of her complete surrender, even appeared. She closed her eyes and silenced her young lover incessant chatter with a kiss, silencing him completely.

And so, like a newlywed couple began their passionate embrace in the room.

Kasumi couldn’t even worry about whether their passion would spiral out of control. It was all Roland fault for dragging things out so long, causing her emotions, pent up for forty years, to erupt all at once. How could she possibly care about such things now?

She didn’t even notice when Roland had stripped off her bath towel. All she knew was that the sensations growing increasingly real, increasingly...

Deeper!