Reborn as A Holy Knight (Remake) Volume 1 Chapter 4 (Patreon)

Chapter 4 – With Priestess Alma… Part 1

Alma hugged me over my clothes and was very warm and soft, very different from Xaneela’s hug.

I could see detect a nice smell, like the scent of flowers, wafting from the area around the nape of her neck.

The woman was shorter than me, but for some reason, I felt as if I was wrapped around my whole body with her embrace.

“Sir Alfred…”

After hugging each other for a while, I loosened my embrace a little and looked at her when my name was gently called.

Alma closed her eyes and raised her chin slightly.

No matter how much I am a virgin, I can understand her intention if she goes this far.

I closed my eyes, and I, too, put my lips on Alma’s.

“Nnnn…!”

The moment our lips touched, Alma shivered.

I felt a pleasant sensation like an electric shock to my brain.

The contact between our lips, in other words, between our mucous membranes, must have triggered the Divine Skill.

But what should I do from here? It’s my first kiss. Should I end it shallowly, or should I put my tongue further in? While thinking about how I will proceed, someone has already taken action from the other side.

“Hamu… nmuu… mlem…”

It was Alma, and she was already with her tongue inside my mouth without even waiting.

“Chupu… mlem…”

As if not to lose, I also put out my tongue and swirled it inside Alma’s mouth as if I was responding to it.

As our tongues entwined and rubbed against each other, a sweet, honey-like scent flowed into my nostrils from Alma’s tongue that had invaded my mouth.

The scent stimulated my brain, making me want to devour Alma’s tongue with my own even more.

“Amu… mlem… nnhaa… haa…”

After kissing for a while, we broke away from each other.

Then, Alma, upturned cheeks and her eyes now slightly moistened, looked up at me.

“I’ve never experienced my head melting just from a kiss before.”

She murmured this with a somewhat vacant stare.

The moment I heard this, I felt mucus leaking slowly from the tip of my already hard penis, as if that line had invoked something in me.

“Alma…!!”

I sought Alma again.

I wanted to devour her lips and tongue again, but I was stopped by a hand on my chest.

The mouth of the priestess slightly rose as I looked down at her in confusion.

“Fufu, please entrust yourself to me for a while.”

Then she kneeled down on the spot.

She unbuckled my belt with a clang and pulled something out of my pants.

“Ah, as expected of a holy knight…”

Alma mumbled happily in front of my cock, which suddenly appeared.

Then, with a seductive smile on her face, she looked up at me once again.

(What a nice view.)

The sight of the priestess looking up at me from below made my penis, which was now revealed to her, pulsate and swell a little.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me… haamu…”

“Oooh…”

On the next, a warm sensation enveloped my penis, and I couldn’t help but groan.

It was because Alma’s lips gently cupped around my bellend with her tongue touching the underside of the head.

Then with the tip of her tongue, she traced and licked the underside with back and forth movements, and I involuntarily pulled back my hips.

However, the priestess, not wanting me to miss it, moved her face forward and took my cock deeper into her mouth with the same momentum.

This ended up with the tip of my member sliding from the shallow part of her mouth onto the middle, and eventually, I was reaching the back of her throat.

My shaft became right under her tongue, while my tip was now wrapped in the mucous membranes of her throat.

“Mmmm… Blublublub…”

The lips, soft at first, narrowed and stimulated the area around the base.

Then Alma slowly pulled her head back and moved her tongue to lick around the meat pole, stimulating the entire rod with her tightly squeezed lips.

It was a vacuum fellatio.

“Chuppu, mmm, chup… sho, how ish iff? Fweersh ghood, wight?”

Alma asked, looking up at me as she continued to work around my pole.

“Yeah. It feels great.”

Not to mention the entwined tongue and the warm mucous membranes clinging to me, Alma’s expression as she looks up at me with matching leaking sounds of saliva and my precum being slurped is just so erotic.

“nfuh… mm, urg, urg… mlem…”

With a satisfied smile in her eyes, the priestess’s attacks became more and more aggressive, as if my earlier reply had boosted her morale.

Her tongue movements became more intense, and whether this was intentional, the throat muscles wrapping around the glans have also increased their tightness.

Not only that, the speed of her moving her head back and forth has also increased, boosting the stimulation my rod was receiving almost exponentially.

“Alma, I can’t… hold it anymore.”

Hearing the voice of surrender I blurted out unintentionally, the priestess showed a satisfied smile.

However, her movements only became even more intense from here.

“Chup, shurrp… mmm, slurp… mlem….”

Soon, I reached my limit, and at the end, I unintentionally held Alma’s head and thrust my hips deeper into her face.

“Nmm!?”

“Ugh…!!”

Then I released my semen into the very back of Alma’s throat.

“Ngggh! Nnggg… gulp… gulp…”

“Ahhh!? S-sorry…!!”

When I heard the gurgling sound and the sight of Alma drinking my semen, I suddenly came to my senses and pulled my hips back in a hurry.

“Puhaaa…!! Cough, cough…ahn…”

But because my cock was still in the in the middle of ejaculation, the semen that was still coming out was sprayed over her face and clothes instead, having lost its place in Alma’s mouth.

In addition, because of the sudden extraction, Alma could not secure her lips tight. This ended up with the semen that flooded her mouth leaking out and dripping down to her chin and neck until it stained the breast part of her priestess uniform underneath.

“I’m sorry, Alma…”

“Cough, cough… haa, haaa… gulp… phew…”

After swallowing down what little semen was left in her mouth, Alma looked at me and smiled, then shook her head as if to say, don’t worry about it.

“Fufu… it got dirty…”

Then, still with a somewhat inviting smile, Alma stood up quickly and began wriggling her hands around her own rear.

As I watched her in a daze, feeling weak after ejaculation, the priestess uniform suddenly fell off, and she became in only her underwear.

Alma was wearing a camisole under the priestess’s uniform, and the bra was faintly visible underneath.

The camisole was just long enough to show her navel, so her undies were clearly visible, and both the top and bottom were white in color.

It was a simple design with no particular decoration, but apparently, there is garter, or something similar to it, in this world.

The see-through brassiere is also probably a simplified version of the one I see in the original world.

After the priestess uniform, Alma took off her camisole, leaving her in just her bra and panties.

Then, she hugged me.

I somehow knew from the way she hugged me that she had a rather glamorous figure.

Her breasts, housed in a simply designed bra, were probably larger than Xaneela’s.

They were probably G cups or larger.

Her body as a whole is well-fleshed, and her arms and thighs are very plump, which probably contributes to that wonderful feeling of being hugged – or rather, it’s connected to the feeling of being held by the opposite sex.

From here, the priestess wraps her hands around my back. All while smiling bewitchingly and staring at me.

As if it was the signal, I also began to undress.

I put my hands on my shirt and began to unbutton it.

Of course, the other side was also busy on its own, as when I started undressing, Alma released herself from my embrace and started removing her underwear.

 When I was halfway done on the buttons, the other side’s brassiere had already fallen off.

“…!!”

I was breathless.

Plump breasts, which had just been freed, shook before my eyes, and I couldn’t help but be in awe.

At the tip of each taut white breast was a slightly darkened nipple, all perky and straight as if wanting me to suck on them.

Around here, I finally undid all the buttons and was trying to take off my shirt, but whether it was from impatience or it got stuck with my sweat, it wouldn’t come off properly.

“Ggh… damn it…!!”

“Fufufu…”

The priestess giggled a bit as I waved my arms impatiently to get rid of the tangled sleeves.

Then, as if timed with the removal of my shirt, she put her hand on her own panties and pulled them down just as easily.

Lightly trimmed deep purple pubes, the same color as her hair, came to view from the spot hidden by those panties.

And when the piece of fabric came off completely, I could also see light-brown folds of flesh, and they peeked out from behind her pubes, giving off a sense of peculiarity.

“Ah…”

I gasped. That was all I could do especially when I saw the few threads of silvery fluids being drawn between the folds of her flesh and her crotch.

Now that she had taken off her panties, I thought I should follow, too, so from there, I also took off the trousers after my shirt, and we were both completely naked at almost the same time.

The moment I saw the transparent liquid dripping from the priestess’ crotch to her inner thigh, I could feel the blood rushing into my penis, which had just ejaculated.

As for Alma, she sat deeper on the bed, still with that smile on her face, before backing up a little.

Then, she slowly opened her legs after sitting with her ass on the bed and holding her knees.

Her private part appeared from the other side of the opened legs.

From here, I could see that the light brown folds of flesh inside the crack were wet enough, and inside the folds, a pink mucous membrane was wriggling and tingling as if inviting a man to come in.

“Now, Sir Alfred… Please… give this woman your mercy…”

The sweet and sour smell that began to waft through the room stimulated my nostrils. As if lured by the smell, I kneeled down on the bed and willingly covered Alma with myself.

“Haaa… haaa… Sir Alfred…. Hurry…”

A heavy breath hits my chest.

And as I thrust my waist lightly, the bellend touched the folds of her flesh.

“Hnghhhh!!”

Alma screamed and arched her back as if the slightest touch of our skins of our genitalia was enough to make her squeal.

The hot mucous membrane that I touched slightly also slowly wrapped around me as if responding to her thoughts.

“Mmm… come…”

When I looked down, there was the face of a woman who was seeking me longingly.

In order to respond to that request, I sank my penis down and down as if boring through the priestess’s vaginal flesh.

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