City of Witches Chapter 275

Truth be told, it was hardly a romantic situation or location for a first experience.

Though they had slipped away from the site of a fierce battle, it felt like they were under an old overpass?

The sluice gate leading to the tunnel had been closed for a long time, so the ground wasn't damp, but a musty smell lingered nonetheless.

Sand washed in by rainwater had piled up, making it impossible to lie on their backs or change positions.

And what about the circumstances?

This was no time to leisurely savor each other's bodies; above all, time was short.

They had to finish quickly before the Cowardly Witch completely escaped.

Excluding the first kiss, it was combat sex devoid of any romance or sentimentality.

"Hhuup! Hup! Uup..! Hheengup…!"

But for Siwoo, who was tightly gripping the resilient buttocks as he repaid his Master's grace, that wasn't a particularly important issue.

A thick, carnal scent bloomed from the point of their union.

The sensual aroma of Eloa's sweat and love juice mingled, masking the minor unpleasant odors like an air freshener.

Moreover, what was visible before his eyes was his Master's peach, dripping with honey-like fluid, so even if the place was a bit dreary, it posed no problem at all.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

"Uup…! Keuup! Huwoop..!"

And it was the same for Eloa, who was desperately stifling her moans as her Womb was pounded relentlessly.

Right now, experiencing something she had never gone through before.

Right now, showing Siwo, whom she considered her disciple, every shameful and unsightly aspect while suppressing her moans.

She had no energy left to care about her surroundings.

She merely bit her lips tightly and struggled, trying not to sink into the sticky, sugar-melting pleasure.

"Si, Siwoo… quickly… finish it quickly…haaup… ple…ase…hhuuk…!"

"Yes, it'll be over soon."

Even after hearing Siwoo's reply, Eloa was taken aback.

Soon? Just how long is 'soon'?

It's too hard, too hot, too big.

Each time the cock, packing pleasure deep into her belly, thrust back and forth, her body filled with a feather-light ecstasy.

I shouldn't be like this, I shouldn't be like this… no matter how desperately she thought it, she eventually sank into the swamp of rapture.

Even Eloa, who had trained her mind and body diligently without a day's neglect, was ultimately a woman.

"Hhuup…! Uup! Hheung..!"

15 minutes had passed since intercourse began.

Eloa had already reached her second climax.

One was caused by his oral ministrations sending her over the edge via her clitoris, and the other by the glans swirling around her cervix, swollen round with sexual desire.

Eloa's sensitive inner flesh, sensitized post-climax, repeatedly contracted and relaxed irregularly, gripping Siwoo's cock as if trying to pull it out.

Her labia, already turned pink from frequent friction, excitement, and shame, had long been slick with love juice.

Each time Siwoo pushed his cock in to the hilt and pulled it out, Eloa's signature peach juice flowed out in streams as if being pumped.

-Slap! Slap! Slap!

Another 3 minutes or so passed with the sound of waves as their sweat-drenched flesh met.

Eloa, still in the doggy-style position, hastily grabbed Siwoo's wrist, which was clutching her buttocks.

Eloa's face, half-turned, was a mess, looking as if she might burst into tears any moment.

It was a gap that made it impossible to think of her as the dignified Master from before.

"Siwoo… please, no more, haaup… I can't hold on anymore…"

Eloa felt sparks crackling inside her belly.

She already knew what that sensation was.

The precursor to climax.

The precursor felt when the gradually accumulating pleasure surpasses a critical threshold and is about to gush forth like a bursting dam.

"It's alright, Master. Leave it to me."

Despite Eloa's plea, Siwoo did not stop.

It wasn't because of the thought that they needed to finish as soon as possible.

The greedy Boji flesh, emitting a faint vibration just before climax, was too captivating.

His reason had blurred to the point of being intoxicated by pleasure, and he simply wanted to covet her body.

"Hheu…hheuung…euup…!"

Eloa, whose strength had left her from the pleasure, her knees stuck together, wobbled unsteadily.

Those slender legs began to tremble.

Eloa no longer had the strength to hold onto Siwoo's wrist or to stop his actions, so she faced forward again and bit her lip tightly.

She thought she could understand what Periwinkle meant by 'I'm going to come.'

She thought she could also understand why she had begged Siwoo in a broken voice, 'Please stop.'

With this sensation, this pleasure, it's only natural one couldn't hold on.

No matter how much she tried to stop herself from coming, no matter how much she tried not to cry out in a strange voice before her disciple.

"Haaaup…! Hheuuup! Hheuup!"

Impossible.

Her body moved on its own, and the inside of her genitals trembled as if convulsing, tightening the already narrow passage even more tautly.

"Haaaaang…!"

It was obvious that if this continued, her legs would give way and she would collapse.

Siwoo released Eloa's buttocks, which he had been kneading to his heart's content, and grabbed her waist as if to support it.

Eloa's Boji flesh, clamping down tightly and randomly on his cock as climax approached.

Finally unable to hold on, Eloa's upper body slid down the wall with a rustle, forcing her to brace herself against the ground with her hands.

Eloa, with only her buttocks propped up by Siwoo's hands, receiving his cock in a track-and-field crouching start position.

Because only her waist position was raised, both Eloa's anus, twitching involuntarily, and the point of union, from which sticky love juice continuously flowed, were vividly visible.

"Siwoo, Siwoo… Siwoo…! Haaaaaang!!!"

She seemed to be trying to say something, but it didn't reach its end as the Master reached orgasm.

Simultaneously, the wave of vaginal walls pressing on his cock from all sides as if about to burst gave Siwoo his timing for ejaculation.

"Keuuk…!"

Siwoo firmly gripped Eloa's waist, which was in the throes of climax, and thrust indiscriminately into her Boji.

The Boji's fierce resistance, thrashing as if begging him to stop before the cock pounding her cervix like a battering ram, was meaningless.

"Haang! Haung! Heeuk! Haaat…! Now, now… it's too much… too much… Siwoo… stop… just for a moment… let me rest… haaang..!!!"

Siwoo pressed his glans tightly against her cervix, firmly holding Eloa's undulating waist as if doing a twerk.

Eloa's sweet crying voice was the best ejaculation stimulant of all.

Feeling the vaginal walls writhing in climax and the cervix soft as jelly, Siwoo poured out the cum he had been holding back.

The vaginal walls convulsing as if to squeeze out every last drop of cum at the moment of ejaculation.

Each time his cock twitched and shot out milky white cum, Eloa's buttocks twitched in tandem.-Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

"Hah... Aht... Haaht..."

That time was, at least, a moment when Eloa could catch her breath.

After all, Siwoo's hips, which had been moving relentlessly, had finally stopped for a moment.

Eloa's Boji, intermittently repeating contractions and relaxations.

As she was about to slump down in utter exhaustion, she immediately sensed something unusual.

Her womb, still thumping like a heart, and her sensitive parts where his rough pulsations could be felt began to emit magic power.

Pure, untainted magic power.

That magic power, along with his cum, surged against the entrance to her Womb and spread like hooks, reaching deep inside her womb and fallopian tubes.

"Ah... Aheu..."

Eloa, who had been clenching her teeth so hard, let her jaw go slack, her tongue half-hanging out as she panted.

Her Boji, already extremely sensitive from the ticklish sensation she had never felt in her life, twitched.

When having sex with Periwinkle, Siwoo had controlled his ejaculation to hide the fact of his magic power amplification.

Therefore, Eloa simply thought, 'He's charging up,' upon seeing this rising magic power.

"Heeeuuuk...!"

But the brief respite was short-lived.

Siwoo's magic power, which had spread to every corner of Eloa's Brand, began to cling to the Brand as if being absorbed.

It sucked up even the last remaining drop of magic power and receded like an ebbing tide.

"Si, Siwoo... I need to give you magic power..."

Bewildered by the inexplicable phenomenon, Eloa slowly pushed herself up, bracing against the wall to stand.

At that moment, her body shuddered as if she had touched a live wire.

-Whoooosh!

Something's coming.

Before she could even finish the thought, an immense torrent of magic power, amplified, amplified, and amplified many times over, began pouring into her Brand.

"Haaaaaaaang!!!"

Pure magic power itself.

Amplified white magic power, something no high-level Magical Power could ever match, surged in waves into her belly.

The pleasure, churning through Eloa's insides already sensitized by successive climaxes, forced yet another climax upon her.

"Hah... Hah... Hah..."

Siwoo, who had reached ejaculation in less than 30 minutes of non-stop piston-like thrusting.

After releasing one satisfying load, perhaps because the Witch's body scent effect had faded, a degree of rationality returned to him.

"Hng... Ght... Eung..."

The woman still connected to Siwoo in a raised-hips position was none other than Eloa.

The Master who had diligently taught her disciple all this time, now having taught him a woman's pleasure.

"Uht...!"

Siwoo slowly pulled out his cock.

It was because, right after ejaculation, the obscene way her Boji enveloped his cock nearly ensnared him in lust once more.

-Squeeeeak!

Her Boji provided after-service right up until the moment his cock was fully withdrawn.

Eloa's plump, pleasing Boji mound and the small, barely visible petals clung to the side of his cock, stretching out thinly.

It felt like even the cum remaining in her urethra was being squeezed out like toothpaste.

-Pfft!

"Heeuk!"

So elastic and tenacious was its grip that the moment his cock was pulled out, a cheerful sound of air escaping was heard.

And then...

Eloa's buttocks, fully exposed before Siwoo.

"Haeu... Haeu..."

With each of her ragged breaths, the gaping hole of her Boji bubbled and oozed sticky, frothy cum.

Having gone so long without sex or masturbation, the cum, thickened to its extreme, was tinged with a faint pink hue.

Probably because it was mixed with her virgin blood.

Seeing that, a sudden sense of reality hit him.

'Ah, I really took Master's first time.'

It was understandable. Just a day ago, they had been in a perfectly chaste teacher-student relationship, and then suddenly, without any warning, they had mingled their bodies.

Moreover, it was due to Eloa's stubborn, temptation-that-wasn't-quite-temptation.

Whether this was reality or a dream he was seeing after being killed by the Enemy Knight, he still felt dazed.

-Rustle

Eloa, who had been in a prone position with only her hips raised, smoothly lifted her upper body.

Her luscious pink hair and her backside, wearing only her usual attire minus her pants.

Cum trickling down between her buttocks, which were so firmly lifted that her anus wasn't visible.

Her posture, as if desperately seducing a man, made Siwoo stare at her blankly for a moment.

"Uh..."

Now he didn't know how to treat her.

Having crossed the line of teacher and disciple, mingled bodies, and even seen her like this, how should he treat her now?

Perhaps her feelings were similarly complicated, as she stubbornly refused to look his way.

She didn't speak either.

"......"

Instead, she gathered the training pants and panties that had fallen on the floor and put them on.

The magic power charge must have been effective, as her movements showed no sign of exhaustion or fatigue.

"Euh..."

Her cute buttocks were slightly pressed down and then covered by the black training suit.

Eloa, putting on her clothes while still covered in cum, let out a small groan as if feeling uncomfortable.

But that was brief. Soon, a Contract Sword that had appeared from nowhere was firmly gripped in her right hand.

"Let's go immediately. We've delayed too much."

Eloa's first words were enough to make Siwoo feel ashamed.

She didn't hesitate or feel embarrassed.

She didn't falter over how to treat him.

Her upright posture, her eyes shining with resolute will, her dignified tone like a clear breeze—it was the same Master as always.

That's right.

What just happened was merely a means to finish off the Cowardly Witch.

In this situation, saying things like feeling awkward or embarrassed would be childish thinking, like an elementary school kid calling CPR a kiss.

"Yes, Master."

Thanks to Eloa's unflappable attitude, as if their roles had reversed, Siwoo could also treat her as usual.

"We'll need to handle the Red Branch separately. It would be dangerous to touch it as is. Is there a way?"

"Could you wait a moment?"

Siwoo clad his entire body in armor.

Then he took out a Ribbon from his waist.

During the process of amplifying magic power through intercourse, a considerable amount of pure magic power also remained within Siwoo.

Far cleaner than what was produced through repeated amplification.

In other words, it was pristine magic power that placed minimal burden on the Circuits through which magic power flowed.

He unfolded the Ribbon, designed by reverse-engineering the Distortion Field deployed by the Enemy Knight and minimizing its effects.

-Fsssss!

Even though it had lost its owner and was receiving no magic power supply, the Red Branch was a finicky Ceremonial Artifact.Though hastily prepared, I had considered quite a few scenarios and readied the ribbon, but the moment it touched the spear, the ribbon crumbled.

Siwoo didn't give up there and wound layer upon layer of the lengthy ribbon tightly around the entire spear.

Over time, the Distortion Field would grind the ribbon to dust, but by wrapping multiple layers over it, that time could be delayed.

Finally, when the long spear had become the size of a pillar tightly bound in black ribbon, it achieved a stable form unaffected by the Distortion Field.

"This should work temporarily, I think."

"Good, can we jump right away?"

"Of course."

Siwoo, having taken up the spear, and Eloa, having recovered her condition.

Their bodies were launched toward the cavity where the 'Altar' was located.

A Word from the Author (Afterword)

You've all worked hard again today.

Sleep well!