Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 3 Wonderful Technique

Madame Rose gave me a lingering look as I stood there in an awkward silence, then she suddenly reclined back onto the mattress.

"Demonstrate your capabilities to me," she commanded. "You may begin."

I remained frozen, my mind struggling to process the sudden turn of events.

However, as I searched my memories, I vaguely recalled that the CG scenes from the original game followed a similar pattern…

Watching her lie there, I couldn't suppress a heavy gulp.

Resting on the bed, her twin peaks stood tall and magnificent. A mere glance suggested they were at least an H-cup…

Actually, according to the official game guide, they were definitely H-cups. I had studied that book enough to remember such details, though I must admit I spent more time staring at the illustrations than reading the text.

The most startling realization of all was…

In this medieval-inspired world, modern undergarments like bras didn't exist.

Because Madame Rose was dressed in a very thin gown, the two small tips of those peaks were clearly visible, pressing against the fabric.

The material was so sheer that the faint pink hue of her nipples was almost discernible through the cloth.

Seeing this, I swallowed hard once more.

Madame Rose had initially closed her eyes upon lying down, but when she felt no movement, she opened them to peer at me again.

Her gaze jolted me into motion immediately.

Stepping to the bedside, I tentatively reached out toward her body.

My hands shook uncontrollably as the distance between us closed.

It was understandable; I had never experienced anything like this in my previous life! Everything I knew came from a screen, making this my very first real-world encounter.

Being nervous was simply unavoidable!

Noticing my agitation, a subtle smile played on Madame Rose's lips.

I was far too preoccupied with my own anxiety to catch her expression.

Finally, my hands reached her chest. After a brief pause of hesitation, I moved to grasp her breasts.

The instant our skin met, I was overwhelmed by an incredible softness. It felt as though I were holding onto clouds.

Given the sheer size of her bust and the small hands of my new young body, I couldn't fully encompass them. With a little pressure, my hands seemed to sink right into those supple mounds.

As I increased the force of my grip, a soft moan escaped Madame Rose.

That was when I noticed a detail…

Her nipples were already erect…

Did that imply…?

Coupled with the sound she just made…

Was it possible that she was actually becoming aroused by this?

This thought sparked a sudden surge of confidence within me.

If she was enjoying this, then…

Casting aside my hesitation, I pulled down the fabric covering her chest, exposing her bare nipples.

My jaw practically hit the floor the moment they were revealed.

They were a stunning shade of pink, perfectly balanced in color. They were perky enough to stand out without being oversized.

Simply put, they were flawless.

I stared with my mouth agape for a moment before leaning down to latch onto one of those proud peaks. Once I had her in my mouth, I began to suckle, using my tongue to tease the tip.

Another moan drifted from above me, further boosting my ego. I brought my free hand up to the other breast, using my fingers to stimulate the firm pink tip.

Before long, the body beneath me began to quiver, which I took as a positive sign. I moved my other hand down toward her lower half.

However, her noble attire was incredibly complex, consisting of various layers that made it difficult to find my way. My focus wavered, causing my mouth and hand to stop their rhythm.

Sensing the pause, Madame Rose opened her eyes and looked down at me while my mouth was still draped over her breast. The sight of me latched onto her like a nursing infant brought a smile to her face.

Watching me struggle with the complicated folds of her dress, she found my fumbling both amusing and endearing.

While I was occupied, Madame Rose reached out and surprised me by placing her hand over mine. I panicked for a second, fearing I had made a mistake.

As I pulled away, my mouth opening and closing as I tried to find words, she spoke softly, "It's alright, there is no need to hurry. Take your time and learn the way of it slowly."

She patted my head comfortingly as she spoke.

This caused a flush of heat to hit my cheeks.

It felt as though I was being patronized.

I may have been stiff from nerves, but I didn't want her pity. I still possessed a man's pride, no matter how small it felt right now…

I attempted to strip away her clothes again, but the outfit was a labyrinth; every time I cleared one layer, another appeared beneath it.

Ultimately, I required Madame Rose's assistance to fully undress her.

Once the obstacles were removed, a breathtaking vision was revealed.

Long, graceful legs, a slender waist, and a bust that seemed almost too large for her lithe frame—all of it was laid out before me.

As I gazed at her beauty, something began to stir and rise in my lower half.

As it grew, it cast a distinct shadow over Madame Rose.

Watching that shadow expand, Madame Rose’s eyes widened in sheer shock until her face was a mask of disbelief. She stared, rendered speechless by the impossible reality before her.

In the end, I was the first to regain my composure.

Faced with such a magnificent body, I lost all restraint.

I pounced on her, but this time I didn't let my hands wander aimlessly. I took control, ensuring I was the one directing the encounter.

One hand kneaded her chest, teasing those pink tips, while the other moved between her thighs. I didn't enter her yet; instead, I focused on her clit, rubbing and teasing it.

Madame Rose was stunned by my sudden shift in dominance and wasn't sure how to react initially. However, as waves of sensation washed over her, her moans broke through and her limbs began to shake.

Encouraged, I intensified my efforts, moving my head to her other breast. Latching on once more, I sucked and flicked my tongue against the sensitive pink tip.

Her cries grew more frequent and her trembling more violent until…

She reached her limit.

There was a sharp intake of breath before her body began to shudder rhythmically. Simultaneously, I felt a sudden warmth drenching my hand against her clit, as if she were overflowing.

Realizing she had climaxed, I started to pull away.

But before I could retreat, she grabbed my head and the hand between her legs, whispering, "You aren't finished yet."

I was startled, even a bit intimidated, as she pulled my head and hand back into position.

With no other choice, I resumed my ministrations as her moans filled the room once more.

It wasn't long before she reached another peak.

Only after three more climaxes did she finally collapse against the bed, panting with an expression of pure bliss.

Madame Rose couldn't help but wonder, 'Where did he learn such techniques? I have never felt anything like that before.'