City of Witches Chapter 68

A classical-style interior.

On the silk-covered sofa, drunken moans trickled forth.

-Creak! Squish! Sllurp!

“Haah...ah...ugh...hng...”

“Hiiu...hu...uuu...”

With fingers moving back and forth in a metronome-precise rhythm, the Twins took turns singing lewd melodies in their strange voices.

They no longer played around with each other or tried to speak to Siwoo.

As if determined to savor every last drop of the pleasure given to them, they merely trembled their buttocks and quietly buried their faces into the backrest of the sofa.

Odil, covering her mouth.

Odette, biting the silk covering the sofa.

The thin seal, too flimsy to even be called panties, wriggled and squirmed.

Behind that paper, a salmon-pink membrane was probably gaping wide, ready to clamp down on a cock.

“Ugh...hghu...ng...”

Even though they were twins, the timing of their pleasure wasn't identical.

The moments their fingers clenched tight differed, so stimulation came to each of their fingers alternately.

“I’ll go a bit faster.”

Truthfully, he had been giving slow stimulation, waiting for the Twins to open their mouths, but at this rate, it seemed it would take quite a while to reach the duet Siwoo had been anticipating.

“I-I’m okay...hiyaang...!”

“Me too...hiwut...!”

Since he hadn’t been waiting for an answer, Siwoo quickly increased the tempo.

Ignoring the resistance of the membrane that clung desperately whether he was inserting or pulling out, he moved his fingers about three times faster, making slick, wet sounds.

Perhaps because his fingers moving back and forth had sufficiently loosened things, the tightness felt less constricting than before.

“Isn’t... isn’t it too... too fast...?”

“Wut...wut...uut...wut...!”

“It seems both of you are holding up well.”

Odil, asking in a thin, trembling voice full of excitement, and Odette, pitifully covering her mouth while her shoulder blades fluttered, were both unbearably cute.

Especially Odette, whose gorgeous back convulsed violently several times.

Odil had been the one with sensitive breasts, but was Odette the one more sensitive in the back hole?

A secret of the Twins that no one had known.

Each time he acquired such embarrassing, lewd information, Siwoo felt a surge of emotion.

So much so that he thought, Should I just settle down and live here?

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

“A-Assistant... just a moment! Just a moment... couldn’t you let us rest... for a bit...?”

Amidst the vulgar sounds of fragrant oil, membrane, and skin sticking together, Odette’s innocent plea quietly seeped in.

Odette, suppressing her moans to the limit, her face flushed with shyness and embarrassment.

“Th-that’s right...hiyuk... Assistant, your arm must be tired too...haaung...”

Odil also shot a glance over her shoulder, providing supporting fire for her younger sister.

Stop the caresses because of this reaction?

Impossible.

The fact that the Twins were making such a request in the first place meant they were gradually reaching their limit.

“Then, just a little bit more.”

Then, of course, he should increase the speed.

Siwoo moved his arm with all his might.

It was a swift movement, as if he had opened half the Gates of the Arm Gate Transformation.

“W-wait! Wait! Wait...! Didn’t you hear us...?”

“Hiiu....pyuuu....hu...”

As if determined to literally churn the assholes of the cheeky Twins, Siwoo’s fingering moved desperately, and the Twins’ buttocks simultaneously clenched together like soft, sticky rice cakes.

The tightness grew even stronger, and intermittent twitching occurred with even greater frequency, but his fingers were already buried deep inside.

No matter how hard they tried to clamp down and block it, they couldn’t push out the fingers that were already inside.

In the end, they could only lower their waists and endure the relentless barrage of pleasure pouring down like a waterfall.

“Haa...haaang...Assistant...hghuut...”

Odil, biting her lips as if she wanted to say something but could no longer hold back her moans.

“Ahaang! It’s good... behind... huuung... the fingers behind...! It feels good...!”

Odette, as if a switch had been flipped, actively appealing her pleasure and acting cute.

Feeling the peak was not far off, Siwoo began his final sprint, and the Twins’ waists simultaneously began to thrash.

“Hiiu...hiwut.... hang...ahaaang...♡”

“Something strange... something strange is coming...♡”

The Twins’ buttocks, like rabbit haunches, momentarily hardened.

Their waists, which had been twisting this way and that as if trying to escape Siwoo’s fingers, drew taut like a bow, tracing a graceful curve.

“Hiyayaang....♡”

“Haaung....♡”

A heavenly duet erupted simultaneously.

Lewd voices, unimaginable from Odil and Odette’s usual brazen tones, rang out in unison, delighting Siwoo’s ears.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch...”

Timed with the moment of climax, he pushed his fingers in as deep as possible, and it felt like the middle of his fingers might get cut off.

The Twins kept twitching their buttocks, clamping down on Siwoo’s fingers to the end and not letting go.

“Huu...huu...”

“Hghuuuuuuu....”

Watching the Twins wriggling their pelvises, savoring the afterglow of pleasure, Siwoo pulled out his fingers with satisfaction.

After the concert the three had enjoyed together, Odil and Odette, perhaps feeling unnecessarily self-conscious around Siwoo, sat hunched sideways, minimizing their nude exposure.

One wondered if such actions had any meaning, given that he had already seen them from behind.

“Um, anyway, Assistant... shouldn’t you put it in now?”

But if they were going to stop here, the Twins wouldn’t have started in the first place.

Odil, fanning her still-flushed, heated face, quietly called to Siwoo.

The long-awaited Twin double-serving tasting time had begun.

Siwoo stripped off his clothes and tossed them aside.

“Oh...”

“Wow...”

“I think this is the biggest one we’ve seen so far?”

Seeing the thing standing stiffly, ready to burst forth the moment he undressed, the Twins covered the corners of their mouths and feigned innocence.

They might have been worrying anew about whether that would fit inside their bodies.

“As planned, Lady Odil first?”

“Was that the plan? Right, that was it.”

Odil’s reaction was exactly as Siwoo had predicted.

Pretending not to know, pretending not to care much, pretending it was no big deal.

Unlike Odette, who, once her switch was flipped, didn’t discriminate much, Odil cared about her dignity to the very end.

For instance, even now, after stubbornly insisting like a child to go first, she was putting on an act as if she had completely forgotten.

Whether she thought that was natural or not, to a third party—and especially to Siwoo, who was much older than Odil—it looked unbearably awkward."Hmm... Actually, who goes first isn't that important... But there was that promise, and above all, if my assistant says she wants to try it with me first, I suppose I could say there's no reason for me to decline the offer without considering my assistant's feelings."

It was an extremely roundabout, lengthy line, but it took less than ten seconds to say it all.

Then Odil crossed her arms and swiftly turned her gaze away.

It was such a cartoonish reaction that I wondered if she was deliberately acting awkward and embarrassed.

"I already went first once! I'll yield the second turn to you, sis."

"Quiet, Odette."

Odette, who had been subtly bragging again at the opportunity, stuck out her tongue after being scolded by Odil.

"Anyway, it seems like I'm going first."

"Then would you lie down for me?"

"Alright. Huh? Lie down?"

Odil, who out of habit had turned around and stuck out her butt, tilted her head at Siwoo's suggestion.

But Siwoo had his own plan.

Looking back, whenever he had enjoyed playtime with the twins so far, it had always been from behind.

Of course, watching the twins' backs flutter and tremble like fledgling birds wasn't a bad thing either...

But this time, they had even undressed their upper bodies.

He wanted to do it while watching Odil's face as his cock penetrated her anal and her modestly swaying breasts moving up and down.

Because with doggy style, it's impossible to see her expression unless there's a mirror in front.

"Um... It's not impossible, but how would that work?"

Odil still seemed to have no particular thoughts.

But when Siwoo personally guided her body and settled her onto the sofa, a reaction emerged.

Blinking her eyes as if she couldn't believe it, she examined the position she was in.

"Does it have to be this position...?"

It was quite different from the missionary position on the bed.

Above all, since the back hole was lower than the pussy, to enjoy anal sex in the missionary position, it was necessary to lift the lower body a bit more and spread the legs wide open.

Therefore, the position Odil had taken was close to what is commonly called the mating press position.

The mating press position on the sofa itself would be quite a difficult position for someone stiff, but Odil's body was very flexible, so she effortlessly followed Siwoo's instructions.

The problem was that, in Odil's own eyes, this position looked far too explicit and vulgar.

Wouldn't the prostitutes at Bellona's brothel receive men in a position like this?

First, she rested her neck against the lower part of the sofa back.

And then, with her legs spread wide in a V-shape, she pulled her knees in to hug them.

And to the extent that her ankles almost reached her ears.

Thanks to that, her pussy, covered by the seal and damply wet, faced upward, and her back hole, no longer protected by the cleft of her buttocks, was naturally exposed.

"....This is a bit..."

"Are you embarrassed?"

"It's kind of... humiliating."

It felt like having the most shameful part of a woman's body inspected by him.

In reality, what Siwoo saw was similar.

With a level of detail far beyond just glancing, Odil's vulva was clearly visible.

If he had a smartphone, he would have wanted to take a picture and use it as his wallpaper.

"There's no need for that. You're incredibly beautiful."

I thought only male leads in dramas said things like this.

Uttering these embarrassing words, he slowly approached Odil.

"This is beautiful? It looks just like a toilet. Look at this. The shape of the legs is like a toilet lid..."

"Odette! Just you wait..."

"But it really does look like that, doesn't it?"

This time, he glared at Odette with a quite serious demeanor, but Odette was busy grinning and acting mischievous.

"Odette was being mischievous and playing a prank. There's nothing strange about you, Odil."

"R-really...?"

"Of course."

How could it be strange? There wasn't even enough time to get turned on...

If Odil unnecessarily got embarrassed and talked about changing positions, it would waste time, so Siwoo stuck close to her, cutting off her worries at the source.

After clearing her throat once, Odil barely opened her mouth.

"Now... you're going to put it in, right?"

Siwoo, who had grabbed his cock and swiftly applied lubricant.

He slowly rubbed the glans against the anal entrance, which was protruding much more than usual, asserting its presence.

"Yes, I'll put it in."

"Um... at first, go slowly? You know? Ugh... hng...!"

Even though the position had changed, the tightness was just the same.

Even though he pushed in very slowly and Odil also relaxed her muscles to help with the insertion, it wouldn't go in easily.

Odil's tightly furrowed brow and the lines on her forehead.

It seemed she could only feel pain for now.

Seeing Odil's distorted expression at this close, eye-to-eye distance, a strange fantasy of raping her came to mind.

So this was the expression Odil made when a cock entered her back hole.

Odil, who always seemed like an immature younger sister, now looked a bit different.

"Ah... ngh... ugh...!"

A saying came to mind: the source of primal pleasure is ultimately connected to sin.

Because seeing her, who seemed to be suffering yet steadfastly held her legs and maintained the position for Siwoo, brought an overwhelming sense of betrayal and conquest.

The fresh body scent rising from her tightly curled body.

The pheromones enticing the male.

The eyes and mouth gradually widening with each deeper thrust of the cock.

If this Odil wasn't a female, what else could she be called?

"Ahhh!"

Hearing Odil's single, desperate scream, Siwoo finally pushed his cock into her deepest hole.

Author's Note (Afterword)

Those who have read "The Devilish Teacher" might know, but I tend to write the first time scenes a bit long.

But this time, I think it might end around the twins' double serving (5)!

So! I think I'll make a promise around here.

If we get first place in daily recommendations on Friday...! I'll run a triple update until the weekend!

Ps. Playerd, thank you for the precious fanfic!!!

The male lead suddenly became a cool character! I really like middle school syndrome characters and enjoyed reading it^^

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PIA1772520961401 has obtained a ticket to Gehenna!