The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 219 – Side Story: Priscilla – All Ages Version

This episode is an all-ages version of the 19+ episode ‘Side Story: Priscilla – 3’.

Adult readers who can watch the 19+ episodes can skip this part.

I didn’t even think about canceling the tickets I had reserved and booked a romantic movie with Priscilla.

Even though the movie was scheduled to start in five minutes, there was only one other seat reserved besides us. It felt like the theater was half-rented.

If Priscilla’s identity had been revealed, we could have easily gotten the crown, but neither of us wanted that.

“Yes. You can come right in.”

The cinema staff checked what movie I wanted to see, looked at Priscilla, who was clinging to my arm with an embarrassed face, and made a slightly strange expression.

I guess he thought I was forcing myself on a girlfriend he didn’t like. Fortunately, he didn’t despise me.

“I, I said I wanted to see you— oops.”

“all right.”

Priscilla was about to tell me that she didn’t like it and that she wanted to see it, but I stopped her.

If you just skip over this, it will end up as a normal couple where the guy is a pervert, but if you insist on emphasizing it like Priscilla just now, it becomes a couple where both of them are perverts.

No matter how much I changed my appearance, I didn’t want to be remembered as that kind of person. Besides, the former would be easier to forget than the latter.

We entered the assigned 12th hall. Even though it was only a minute before the show started, all the seats except for one in the front row were empty. The woman sitting in the front row looked at us and averted her gaze.

I checked with detection magic just in case, but it turned out to be just a normal person.

‘There’s no difference between them and us.’

To that woman, we are perverts who came to watch this movie as a couple, which is no different from a pornographic film, and to us, that woman is a pervert who came to watch this movie alone. They are no different.

I went to the last seat and took off the necklace. After all, the only guests were the women in the front row, and even if I turned my head there, I wouldn’t be able to see our faces properly. It was too far away.

“It’ll start soon.”

“……huh.”

As was the useless tradition, the movie started ten minutes after the announced time.

“Ahh! Ahh! Harder!”

And there was a bed scene right from the start.

Instead of the restrained and static moans typical of 19+ movies, the actress’s exaggerated moans began to resonate blatantly, as if she was telling people to listen.

“… … .”

Why did I want to see something like this? Could it be that this was unexpectedly my taste? I looked around with that thought in mind.

“… … Ugh!”

I made eye contact with Priscilla, who was also looking at me. Priscilla, who was looking at me and not the movie, looked away in confusion when our eyes met.

The embarrassment didn’t last long. He pretended not to notice and reached for the popcorn, then stopped, took a deep breath, and squeezed his eyes shut. Then, instead of the popcorn, he reached for my thigh.

When his hand began to feel my thigh, I flinched as well. But whether I was flustered or not, his fingers didn’t stop. It seemed to slowly knead the inside, and then reached my slit.

“ㅡ!!!!!!”

It was unexpected that it would reach that far, Priscilla let out a silent scream and pulled her hand away. It was as quick as if she had been burned by fire.

Her right hand wrapped around the left hand that had been touching her until just now, and her heavy breathing leaked out between her lips. Since the bed scene had just ended on the screen and the morning sunlight was shining down, I could see her expression.

Priscilla was looking back and forth between my eyes and a little further down, her face as red as a tomato.

Priscilla, who had been frozen for a while with her left hand wrapped around mine, finally seemed to have made up her mind about something and grabbed my wrist, leading it to her chest. A soft, squishy sensation enveloped my entire palm.

‘……soft?’

Even though I am a complete novice when it comes to women, I know that I shouldn’t feel this way while fully clothed. I slowly moved my hand and stroked her chest from top to bottom.

Beyond the sweater that perfectly showed the outline of her inner self, her chest spread out softly like dough and changed shape here and there. Nothing was in the way.

“Not wearing… … ?”

Somehow, you said that even though you were wearing an off-shoulder sweater, your underwear straps weren’t visible on your shoulders. That wasn’t because you were wearing a strapless sweater, but because you weren’t wearing anything at all?

While I was frozen in the face of the unexpected situation, Priscilla reached out with her other hand and stroked my thigh again. No, not my thigh, but somewhere else blatantly.

At this point, it was clear what he wanted.

‘Was this what you were aiming for from the beginning?’

Before asking Rachel and Eichenhardt for advice?

I don’t know when I started wanting this. It’s surprising that Priscilla was the first to try it. But now that I’ve come this far, it’s not something a man should do to take it out.

I looked at the woman in the front row. Fortunately, she was concentrating all her energy on the movie. After confirming that, I lifted Priscilla up by holding her buttocks with the hand that was kneading her breasts.

“Whoa… … !”

Lifting a woman while sitting with only my arms out to the side would be an impossible feat for most people, but my current physical ability is definitely not that bad, so it doesn’t matter.

He lifted Priscilla and sat her on his thighs. Her legs spread out seductively to the left and right. Her already tight skirt naturally rolled up to her hips, revealing her underwear.

Fortunately, she didn’t wear it all the way down. Still, it was semi-transparent and the area was just as large as Elisier’s ‘underwear’, so it seemed like she had really intended to wear it.

He hugged her waist and pulled her gently, asking.

“Hayoon-ah.”

“……huh.”

“Was this your intention from the beginning?”

Nodding, Priscilla answered with a shy nod.

‘You really meant it this way from the beginning?’

I wondered why he was suddenly so enthusiastic, but it turned out that there was another reason from the beginning. It wasn’t just a simple date, but a bigger purpose.

“By any chance… … did you dislike it?”

Priscilla asked in a very nervous voice. The waist she was holding was trembling slightly.

Instead of answering, I pulled her waist closer and kissed her. Priscilla, who seemed to flinch for a moment, responded by opening her lips. Arms wrapped around her neck, and a tongue, along with saliva, slipped in between her parted lips.

I was surprised by her rather active tongue play, but I went along with her. I kneaded her buttocks with one hand, and held her chest with the other hand, squeezing it tightly. A squishy sensation filled my palm.

The breath passing between my lips gradually became rougher.

“Okay, okay… … This, that… … .”

Priscilla’s body trembled as if she couldn’t bear it any longer. The arms around her neck tightened violently.

It wasn’t the first time I’d made that sound. I’d been like that when I first felt ‘warmth’ thanks to you after gradually breaking down in the endless cycle of regression, and then I started to become obsessed with you.

Now it was time to feel warmth in a slightly different sense.

Her lips parted. The silver thread between them sparkled thanks to the light streaming from the screen. Priscilla’s eyes were half-open, not even thinking of wiping the drool flowing from the corner of her mouth.

She grabbed the hem of her sweater and lifted it. The waistband rolled up, revealing her squishy, ​​soft stomach.

“Now, wait a minute, Mira… … I’m embarrassed… … .”

Priscilla was squealing and pressing my hand, with barely any force.

“Soon you’ll be doing something even more difficult than this?”

At my words, Priscilla removed the hand that was pressing on her arm. Instead, she covered her reddened face with an embarrassed sound of “Huh-huh.” Even though she covered it, it was only a formality.

I pulled up my sweater. I didn’t plan on taking it all off. Even though there were no people, this was still a movie theater, and if I got lucky and got into a situation where I had to mess with someone’s head for no reason, I would be wasting my time.

We placed detection magic around the area, and just in case, we installed a perception distortion magic on the sound barrier to prepare for the worst. That way, even if that woman passes by here on her way to the bathroom, she won’t be able to see us.

As I was about to move on with relief, Priscilla whispered softly.

“… …Can’t I do it without it?”

“If you want to do it without it, what kind of thing is it?”

I was about to ask absentmindedly if it was a condom, but I swallowed my words calmly. I almost broke the contraction.

“Sensation magic… … Soundproofing barriers… … Perception distortion magic… … .”

“… … Are you serious?”

“Yeah. It’s more thrilling that way… … Wouldn’t that work?”

I looked at Priscilla, who was smiling brightly, and thought to myself, “Did a switch turn on?”

Eichenhardt had said something like that. Priscilla is the type of person who likes to show off the things she likes to others, so he said it would be advantageous for her to plan the date course in a way that would make her stand out.

He also gave me an example. If I were to substitute it for modern-day South Korean entertainment, it would be something like a doll grabber or a mock shooting game. Priscilla would cheer me on from the side, and I could get a bunch of things from it.

It’s probably a similar mentality now. It’s probably because they want to show off, even though they absolutely can’t get caught. And there was one person who came in without anyone getting caught.

“okay.”

I lifted the magic around me as I wished. I wanted to make it fit your needs as much as possible.

“Thank you, Mira.”

Priscilla smiled and whispered, then pressed her lips together again.

After some time, our lips parted. Priscilla licked the saliva that remained on her lips with an ecstatic expression. She brought the hem of her sweater up to her mouth.

“I’m biting.”

“Wow… … .”

Priscilla obediently bit the hem of my sweater as I told her to. She admired the sight of me pulling up my clothes to reveal my bare chest for a moment, then guided her hand to the zipper of my pants.

Priscilla, who understood my intention, unzipped her jacket.

“… … .”

Priscilla’s hazel eyes widened at the sight. She swallowed hard and asked.

“T, does this really all go in… … ?”

“… … Don’t ask me.”

In adult videos, even dildos the size of a horse go in, so I couldn’t really answer that question, so I just mumbled something.

Priscilla moaned, sticking her tongue out. A drop of clear saliva fell from the tip.

“Okay, just a moment… … It’s so full… … It’s good… … But I can’t breathe… … .”

The arms wrapped around her neck were trembling. I will never understand that feeling, but I can wait forever. I lifted up her sweater and kissed her collarbone.

“Hee, hmph?!”

Priscilla, who was startled, tried to push me away. It was a ridiculous thing to say. She kissed my collarbone and licked the hollow spot with her tongue.

“Whoa?!”

As the tongue moved near her armpit, a shrill scream burst out. If the bed scene hadn’t started with perfect timing and the actress’s moans hadn’t burst out along with it, it would have been loud enough to be heard all the way to the front row.

He grabbed her arm, which was trying to bend, and bent it backwards. Priscilla, with her armpits exposed, started to whine.

“I hate armpits… … It’s weird, huh?!”

Then, I kept licking it, ignoring the words that I didn’t like it. It wasn’t dirty to begin with, and it smelled really good.

Priscilla couldn’t hold out for long and cried out in a pleading tone.

“Hey, move now… … Please… … It feels good because everything is loosened up… … You can move as much as you want… … .”

“okay.”

I let go of my wrist. Priscilla quickly cupped my armpit and hugged my neck.

Priscilla was shivering, letting out a muffled moan that would have reverberated throughout Hall 12 if she hadn’t been tongue-tied.

The afterglow lasted a long time. How long had it been since they had embraced each other, sharing saliva with their lips touching? Priscilla was the first to lift her body. The taste of each other’s colorless and odorless saliva vibrated in her mouth.

“The movie still has a long way to go before it ends… … .”

Eyes filled with passion looked down at me. Then, the hand pressed down on his lower abdomen.

“Can’t you fill it up here some more… … ?”

The date course I had planned out after racking my brain all night ended up being useless.

Because one place to go was enough.