Devouring the Hero's Family-Chapter 222: Dressing A Shy Married Woman In Cheerleader Uniform

I cleaned up the unconscious Ryuz and laid her down before leaving the room.

The nurse outfit should be fine since I put it in the wardrobe.

The maids here didn’t go through the master’s wardrobe unnecessarily.

“By the way, cosplay. This isn’t bad either.”

Personally, I preferred stripping women completely.

The women of Armeina were all blessed with such outstanding figures.

Not to mention their faces, their breasts, abs, buttocks, even their thighs.

There’s not a single part that wasn’t attractive.

They boasted perfect bodies that were attractive just to look at.

‘Cosplay isn’t bad either, though.’

Cosplay sex gave a different feel than usual.

Just like with the nurse outfit Ryuz wore.

Each outfit had its own attractive points.

In fact, I had tried dressing women in various things.

Typically, things like bunny girls or maid outfits.

I hadn’t done that kind of play for a while.

Now it seemed like I could freely dress them up in various things.

‘…Come to think of it, Priscilla might not know anything about cosplay sex.’

In fact, Priscilla had some aspects she was unaware of regarding sex.

Even though she was a mother of three, her sexual knowledge was slightly less than her daughters’.

Plus, there was an age difference between her and the other women.

It was hard to believe given Priscilla’s beauty and perfect body.

Nevertheless, Priscilla and her daughters were a generation apart.

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Lorein was quite conservative about sexual matters, but…

Priscilla, having lived her whole life as a noble and a lady, might be even more so.

She might not even understand the concept of wearing clothes for sex.

‘Maybe she doesn’t even have the concept of cosplay sex.’

However, that made it even more exciting.

The play of forcing a beautiful married woman into embarrassing clothes.

I couldn’t resist this.

‘The question is, what outfit to put her in.’

After all, Priscilla was already in my hands.

She probably wouldn’t refuse my suggestion.

Even if she said no, I could tease her until she agreed.

Either way, it’d be exciting.

‘Clothes that don’t match her age would be best.’

It would mean something since she would never wear them normally.

After some thought, I decided on which clothes to dress her in.

“…So, the outfit you prepared is this?”

I went straight to Priscilla’s room at night.

Her training was already complete.

Perhaps she had gotten used to my lifestyle patterns.

She was already waiting for me in the bedroom.

Seeing that lewd figure sitting on the bed, my dick was already erect.

‘Indeed, I’ve trained women well.’

Using the excuse of training her daughters during the day, I fucked them.

And at night, after finishing work, I fucked the mother who returned.

Even though it was a family I created, that alone was exciting.

Especially with a woman like Priscilla, whose beauty and figure were so perfect it was hard to believe her age.

“Yes, I thought it would look good on Priscilla.”

“Oh, no way, even with you, this is absolutely not acceptable. This is something only kids wear.”

Priscilla gave me a disapproving look.

The clothes I brought were a cheerleader uniform.

A short outfit in blue that barely covered the panties and chest.

The kind where if you lifted your legs high, the panties were clearly visible.

‘There’s charm in this too. It’s even better because it’s a mother wearing it.’

Of course, I didn’t forget to bring various accessories and stockings.

This was a form of artistic taste.

“Why? I think it would look incredibly good on Priscilla.”

“Even so, being embarrassed is embarrassing. I would show you anything if it were just naked or underwear…”

“Well, that’s a given. This is for enjoyment before that.”

“…Pervert.”

Judging from her reaction, she didn’t seem to hate it that much.

Maybe she didn’t have the same stubbornness as Lorein?

‘No, it seems she’s subtly interested.’

After all, Priscilla had lived a conservative life.

Now, competing with her daughters for love and body with a man who could be her son.

She seemed to subtly have an interest in this kind of thing.

Any woman would want to look young for the man she loved.

“Won’t you wear it for me, Priscilla?”

“Oh, I said no…huh!”

I kissed Priscilla’s lips.

The moment our lips met, Priscilla, who had been saying no, instinctively intertwined her tongue with mine.

“Mm, chup, hah…”

Her face grew more and more dazed with each kiss.

I gently stroked her back.

At that, Priscilla trembled and shivered.

“Huh!”

After a while of intertwining our tongues stickily,

I whispered in her ear.

“How about it? If you wear this now, I’ll give you incredibly sweet sex.”

“Even if you say that…”

“What? It’s my lifelong wish. I want to see Priscilla looking pretty in this.”

“Uhh…”

Priscilla’s face flushed red.

The conflict between wanting to look pretty for the man she loves and her embarrassment.

That was so adorable.

It seemed like she would give in with just a little more persuasion.

“Eek!”

My fingers slipped between her legs.

Gently rubbing her pussy over her panties.

“W-wait… not so suddenly…”

“Please. Let’s try it just once?”

“Hah… hah… Really… just once…?”

In the end, it was like conceding to a younger boyfriend’s whining.

Reluctantly, Priscilla agreed.

I smiled in satisfaction seeing that, thinking this wouldn’t be the last time.

Once is hard, twice is easy.

“Phew, but really, something like this should be worn by young girls, not a woman like me.”

“With Priscilla, you wouldn’t lose to any young girl.”

As I always said, this was sincere.

Her face was like a sculpture, her voluptuous figure, her firm skin.

Priscilla boasted a perfect proportion even compared to women in their prime.

And with the large, child-bearing hips only a married woman could have.

Even her daughters had beauty incomparable to most women.

Yet, Priscilla didn’t lose to them even at her age.

‘Seeing such a woman wear embarrassing clothes in front of me is so arousing.’

Flushed-faced Priscilla stood up.

Carefully examining the clothes, her face heated up again.

“This is too little fabric…”

“It’s still far more than underwear.”

“That’s not the issue…”

She said she would do it, but it seemed she was still embarrassed when it came to actually wearing it.

“Um… can you turn around while I change?”

“I want to see both you getting undressed and dressed.”

“Really… you’re such a pervert…”

Priscilla sighed once and started undressing.

When she took off her nightgown, her large breasts and buttocks, only covered by a bra and panties, were fully exposed.

An overwhelming sight.

No matter how many times you saw it, it was an insanely good body.

It was almost a pity to cover it up again with clothes.

‘But there’s a unique charm to cosplay too.’

Moreover, I planned to strip everything off in the middle anyway.

Then, Priscilla carefully put on the cheerleader outfit.

First, she slipped the short skirt between her legs.

Then, she put on the equally short top.

Even though she was wearing clothes, the process looked extremely erotic.

When she put on the black stockings last, I felt an urge to pounce on her.

“Is, is this satisfying now?”

“Could you lie on the bed with this on? I want to admire you like that.”

“U-uh.”

Maybe she was getting excited by wearing it.

Priscilla didn’t look as displeased as I thought she would.

Of course, since it was her first time, there was still awkwardness and embarrassment on her face.

“H-how is it? Does it suit me?”

I leisurely admired Priscilla in her cheerleader outfit.

‘Really, this is the best.’

Her slender arms.

Her large breasts and the charming line of her abdomen below them.

The short cheerleader skirt slightly lifted to show her panties.

Even the absolute territory of her thighs slightly revealed through the stockings.

She exuded such fresh and firm charm that it was hard to believe she was a married woman.

‘How can the mother of three children have such a body? I would believe she’s a freshman in college.’

Especially, how she posed properly despite her embarrassment was incredibly adorable.

Maybe she was subtly interested after all.

“Why, why are you so quiet? It doesn’t look good, does it?”

“No, you’re so beautiful that I’ve lost my words.”

“Again, with those embarrassing words…hah…!”

I gently stroked Priscilla’s stomach.

Perhaps because she often received womb massages, she responded slightly even to this.

“Wa-wait, Hyun-woo… not so suddenly…”

“Today, you’re too beautiful, I can’t hold back.”

First, I kissed and sucked on Priscilla’s neck.

She tried to push me away in surprise.

“Huhh! H-Hyun-woo? Kiss marks are not okay… others will notice…”

“You can just explain it away.”

“That, that’s not possible… I’m a lady and the mother of children…”

Of course, I knew it wasn’t allowed.

But when Priscilla reacted so cutely, how could I not do it even if she objected?

‘She says no with her mouth but feels it.’

My eyes wandered from Priscilla’s shoulders, armpits, stomach, to her thighs.

Even though I had seen her naked many times, sometimes this subtle exposure felt even more provocative.

“Today, I’m going to leave my mark on every inch of your body, so prepare yourself.”

At my words, Priscilla’s hand, which was pushing me away, stopped.

Then, almost pulling me towards her, she nodded slightly with her head turned aside, blushing.

Really, she’s an adorably beautiful married woman.