City of Witches Chapter 207

The room, heated by a strange warmth, seemed filled with a brilliant moonlight that seeped in like hot frost.

Their tongues intertwined.

There was no telling who started it, nor who was more aggressive.

Pulling each other's bodies close with force, they overlapped and tilted their heads, gently biting to widen the area where their lips met.

“Chuup....um...mm....”

Sharon clung to Siwoo as if hanging on him naked.

Her hands wandered uncertainly, as if unsure where to place them, fumbling around his waist before wrapping around the back of his neck.

Then she gently rested a hand on his chest, or suddenly grabbed his wrist.

For Sharon, all of this was a first.

Her heart pounded as if sprinting at full Combat Power.

Only today did she vividly understand the expression 'my heart feels like it's going to burst,' which she had only read about in books.

“Uheup....!”

Siwoo’s hand lightly gripped Sharon’s slender waist.

The soft flesh at her side pressed subtly against his fingertips, boasting a healthy elasticity.

Sharon twisted her body.

Normally, it would have been because she was ticklish, but not now.

Not now, as she was deeply kissing him.

It was because of the heat blooming everywhere his touch landed.

A pleasant, searing heat, like a burn, kneaded every part of Sharon’s defenseless body.

Siwoo’s thick palm moved from her waist to her nicely rounded buttocks.

From her buttocks to her sturdy thighs, then back up to cup her full breasts from below, teasing them.

Under his unimpeded touch exploring her body, Sharon realized anew.

Ah, I'm completely stripped bare before Siwoo.

Places on my body I only touched while washing alone are now being touched and savored by someone else, not me.

It was immensely joyful, yet somehow embarrassing.

“Mm.....!”

Sharon was startled.

Because the sticky fluid that had been welling up inside her secret flesh pot had now trickled out, pushing past the narrow petals and flowing onto his member.

Its identity was the love juice that always gave her a headache to clean up after 'service'.

Was it because her awareness had shifted to her lower half?

She could feel his member pressed tightly against her, with not even a thin rubber sheath between them.

The glans, swollen thick with blood, the shaft pulsing with visible veins and sinews.

The imposing, masculine majesty of his formidable genitalia was vividly imprinted in her mind.

“Puhah....”

Sharon and Siwoo ended their long, long kiss.

It felt like they had used every kissing method possible for nearly over ten minutes.

“Si, Siwoo-yah....”

Sharon called his name, filled with shyness, awkwardness, and a flicker of fear.

But as soon as the kiss ended, Siwoo pulled Sharon’s waist close with one hand.

With his free hand, he grasped Sharon’s firm, jiggling breast and brought its tip to his lips.

“Haaang....!”

Sharon’s beautiful, healthy waistline, like a ship's keel, stiffened and arched sharply backward.

He took her sensitive nipple into his mouth, sucking on it while flicking it with the pointed tip of his tongue.

Each time, Sharon’s waist trembled as if shocked by electricity.

Her heart raced as if about to burst within the unfamiliar sensation.

“Haa...eu...haeu....”

Sharon, her strength draining away, almost toppling backward, hastily pulled Siwoo’s head closer.

Sharon’s soft breasts rubbed against his entire face, and the nipple in his mouth grew increasingly firm.

It was as if he was drinking her breast.

Sexual desire welled up in Sharon’s lower abdomen.

This wasn't mere excitement from the atmosphere or from close contact.

It was physical pleasure arising from genuine stimulation of her erogenous zones and the accompanying physiological phenomenon.

“Si...Siwoo...yah... haeu, heeup....!”

Sharon, holding Siwoo’s head, covered her own mouth.

Otherwise, her unseemly voice would have leaked out completely.

Sharon, whose waist and body jerked and trembled, felt fear.

The sex scenes in romance movies or general films.

There, tender and lively BGM plays as the two lovers mingle their bodies.

They gaze at each other with honey-dripping eyes and calmly caress each other.

But the reality of sex Sharon actually faced had aspects far removed from those movie scenes.

Rougher than expected.

More vulgar than expected.

More obscene than expected, and more instinctual than expected.

Of course, being skin-to-skin with him was good.

Sharing a hot kiss was good too.

But watching Siwoo, holding her as if to devour her and sucking her breast, gave rise to an unknown fear.

A feeling that she might be devoured, that he wasn't the usual Siwoo.

“Haa... Siwoo-yah... more...! Haet...!”

But Sharon did not stop.

She did not try to stop.

Because she trusted Siwoo that much.

No matter how frightening it might be, she believed she could endure it if Siwoo was the one doing it.

“Kyak!”

Siwoo flipped Sharon over, laying her down toward the bed.

Sharon’s body, having suddenly rotated half a turn in the air, plopped down onto the bed.

Sharon, hands gathered at her chest, looked up at Siwoo with eyes blending fear, anticipation, and lust.

A perfect nude form, flawless to the point where finding even a single flaw would be meaningless.

Sharon, whom he had only thought of as a friend until now, had become a female and was lying naked on the bed.

“D-don’t stare so openly... it’s embarrassing.”

Sharon, wobbling, tightly closed her thighs to hide her Boji.

And with both arms, she tried to cover and hide her breasts.

Her cheeks flushed like ripe peaches.

Even her lips, pouting as if pretending to be sulky to hide her embarrassment, seemed to beg for a kiss.

It was a beauty that made his head spin.

Siwoo fought back the impulse to pounce on her without a word and answered in a joking tone.

“What can I do, you’re pretty.”

Any room to calculate whether this was right or the correct action had long since vanished.

“...You’re surprisingly... good at saying things like that at important moments.”

“What things?”

“Like... things that make me not know what to do.... You’re really mean.”

“I didn’t do it on purpose... sorry.”

“...See, if you apologize here, what does that make me?”

He recognized it anew.

The woman lying naked on the bed right now was none other than Sharon.

Spirited, full of vitality, kind, and someone who knew how to care for others even in difficult situations.Until now, Siwoo had consciously recognized Sharon only as a friend.

Yet here she was, her eyes glistening with a sensual aura, begging him to devour her.

Trembling with fear, she was still willing to offer her body for Siwoo.

But simultaneously, Siwoo saw Sharon's slender shoulders quivering faintly.

It felt vividly clear that she was pushing herself too hard...

He was slightly worried if this wasn't a development like when a couple in the ambiguous 'some' stage, having visited a funeral home together, suddenly ignites after recognizing the finitude of life...

"Why... why are you just staring blankly... Don't you want to?"

"It's not that... Are you okay?"

At Siwoo's question, Sharon, who had been wearing a dazed expression, sharply raised the ends of both her eyebrows.

It was a pouting expression from Sharon, almost the first of its kind he had seen while living together.

Her sulkily protruding lips twitched slightly.

"...You're really being way too much."

In front of Siwoo, who was flustered and didn't understand the situation, Sharon resolutely removed the hand covering her chest.

Then, she stealthily parted her legs, which had been tightly pressed together in an '11' shape.

Simultaneously, Sharon's Vessel was unveiled head-on.

It was the unboxing of Sharon's brand-new Saengboji.

• Slurp

The area between Sharon's flexibly spread legs shimmered all over as if painted generously with a brush dipped in honey water.

The love juice, soaked abundantly as if spring water had flowed, trickled down, even adorning her tightly closed back hole.

So much so that it had thoroughly drenched even her inner thighs, which had been squirming as it overflowed.

Tracing back to the source of the flood, one could see Sharon's demurely closed Boji flesh.

The major labia, swollen thick with excitement like lips that had received filler.

The minor labia, slightly parted due to spreading her legs wide.

The pinkish mucosa, which would likely be tightly sealed without a single gap if she were standing, was now slightly ajar, barely enough for a finger to enter.

And the cute, petite clitoris adorning the tip, draping over the labia like a dress.

Though seemingly shy, with about half buried under the epidermis, it was a fairly large sprout proudly asserting its presence.

With each of Sharon's rapid exhalations, her entire Boji fluttered, looking as if it were squeezing a cock.

"See, s-see? I'm ready... I won't regret it. Really."

Sharon, overwhelmed with shame, couldn't bear to look at Siwoo's face.

She felt like an animal transformed to seduce a male.

To think her most secret place, which should be hidden most carefully for modest conduct, was being flaunted wide open as if on display, a place she herself had never properly seen.

Her head felt hot as if an active volcano were erupting, and the fear that he might look at her with contempt cast a shadow in a corner of her heart.

"So... put it in quickly."

That single murmured word, uttered while demurely lowering her gaze, stimulated Siwoo's reproductive instinct to its extreme.

Siwoo grabbed his fully erect cock and lightly brought it to Sharon's crevice.

• Squelch

It's hot.

As he felt when they kissed while hugging earlier, only this area was peculiarly heated up, as if her body temperature was 42 degrees.

"Hic...!"

Even with just the tip of the glans slightly inserted—no, more like just lightly poked—Sharon's gasp was audible.

She hastily brought both hands together in front of her chest as if in prayer.

Sharon's face, biting down hard on a finger, was utterly adorable.

"Can you lift your hips a little?"

"L-like this?"

"Should I rather prop up a pillow?"

"S-should we?"

However, perhaps because Sharon was too tense, the angle wasn't right.

Moreover, based on experience with Yebin, Siwoo knew that stacking pillows under the waist to adjust the angle provided comfort for both men and women.

Sharon quickly placed a pillow and rested her buttocks on it.

Her waist curved gently as if placed in a vessel with a soft curve, making Sharon's Boji even more exposed.

"What is this, it's all visible..."

"I thought this might hurt a little less..."

"R-really? W-will it hurt a lot?"

Sharon, ultimately unable to bear the shame, swiftly pulled the blanket over.

She buried half her face in it like a child clinging to a cherished blanket.

Since all preparations seemed complete, Siwoo slowly pushed his hips forward.

His cock began to penetrate, prying open Sharon's narrow vaginal entrance just a little.

Even with only about a quarter of the glans embedded, he could already tell.

That Sharon wouldn't need any more foreplay than this.

• Trickle

As Siwoo's cock gently pushed aside Sharon's finely trembling Boji flesh, the abundant love juice immediately flowed through the opened gap.

Slowly, slowly, he pushed his cock in.

"Mmm... ah... hah..."

"Wow..."

Around the time the glans finally smoothly parted Sharon's inner flesh.

Siwoo unknowingly let out a sigh of admiration.

Whether it was because it was her first time or if it naturally clenched like this, there was an incredibly intense pressure.

Of course, purely in terms of pressure, it couldn't compare to the tightness of the Twins' rear Boji.

But it was a pressure more moist and soft than that.

The welcoming gesture of the vaginal mucosa, as if repeatedly chewing and spitting out the glans, provided an irreplaceable pleasure.

The experience Sharon could have only once in her lifetime, from birth to death.

The first and last opportunity to plant a flag in her reproductive organ, which had never had anything inserted before, to spread cum over her pure Womb Gate.

With the added mental satisfaction of monopolizing that, it already felt like the urge to ejaculate was approaching.

The lewd, sticky vaginal walls clinging to his cock.

Unlike Yebin, who had merely clung stickily, the bumpy protrusions of the vaginal walls, as if stroking his cock, were another difference.

Pushing in a little more, he felt a thin membrane hindering his cock's advance.

"Hyeet...!"

Sharon let out a short scream.

"Ah... it hurt...!"

Sharon was now frowning intensely, biting her lips hard.

So it's the hymen.

Even Siwoo could recognize it immediately.

The proof of Sharon's purity.

The proof that the foreign object forcibly prying open this narrow crevice and invading was Siwoo's cock.

"Are you okay? If it hurts too much, should we stop?"

Forget Sharon's reaction, he wanted to thrust his cock all the way in right now.

A violent impulse to tear through the fragile hymen without a second thought.

Suppressing that by force, Siwoo asked.

Sharon shook her head side to side.

"N-no..."

And then, Sharon's legs, already spread in an 'M' shape, wrapped around Siwoo's back.

As if telling him not to run away.

As if asking him to continue like this.

A pair of pure white serpents entwined around his waist as if mating.Sharon pulled Siwoo's waist toward her with all her might.

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This is Sharon, drawn by ISLJY!

Squee-ee-eek! Her chest is so voluptuous, I just want to bury my face in it...

I thought it would be difficult to capture the atmosphere since the original artwork is so well-drawn, but the quality is so incredibly high that I was completely taken aback!

Thank you..!!!