Chapter 51
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: 13. Wireless Onahole Magic (3)
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- Men must spend their days imagining stuff like this.
- I can seriously feel the wall.
Along with remarks like these, she sarcastically clapped in admiration for just a moment.
Team Leader Eve clasped her hands in front of her chest and said,
"This is the kind of magic Dowon was talking about, right?"
She was demonstrating a childish finger-severing trick—one that only kids would find amazing—with her thumb naturally detached.
She even poked at empty air with her fingers.
Anyway, it was a perfect example that pierced right to the heart of the wireless onahole concept, so I nodded.
"Exactly. I figured with that, we could do it anytime without Erzel-nim noticing."
"The sound is an unavoidable issue, but the idea itself is solid. It's really perverted."
It might be perverted, but surely more normal than a certain witch with a laptop stacked full of her own homemade smut.
Her wording was a bit ridiculous, but that wasn't the important part right now.
"Would it be possible with Team Leader's space magic?"
"Hmm."
What mattered was the magic's realistic feasibility.
When I asked, she stroked her chin thoughtfully before answering.
"Setting up a Door with the destination coordinates as 'somewhere on a witch's body' would be a first for me, so I'm not entirely sure how it'll play out. Theoretically, though, there shouldn't be any issues."
"I see."
"Yeah. Plus, since it'd be cast on my own body, there's no interference from other mana sources. That's one less thing to worry about."
"Ah..."
"No, maybe just install it on my panties... But then I'd have to do it for every pair..."
I had no clue about this stuff, so I just listened, but from the word "interference," it seemed like casting spells on other witches caused problems due to clashing mana.
For example... yeah.
Creating an onahole linked to Neria instead of Team Leader might look similar but would actually be far more difficult magic.
Good thing I didn't need anything that advanced anyway.
I was only handling Neria for now—no hugely disappointing apprentice witch had crossed my path yet.
"So, high chance it works. ...But."
"...But?"
"Before that, how about we test it with something else first?"
"Got it. If I can help..."
"Hold on."
I'd just assumed one wireless onahole for Team Leader would suffice when she lightly perched on the edge of the bed.
"Dowon, sit next to me. Oh, and don't spread the blanket out under you."
No sooner had she spoken than Team Leader yanked the blanket toward her side.
The blanket—still messy from our hasty scramble earlier—slid away from me and piled up softly behind her.
...I'd been wondering what she'd test with that, but all she did was slowly slip her hand between the thick mound of blanket and the bed.
She flashed a slight smile, pushed some blanket my way, and said,
"Now, try slowly sliding your hand underneath this."
"......"
No explanation needed.
Team Leader's magic had somehow linked the world under the blanket to somewhere else.
She'd called it a simple spell in principle, and sure enough, it had taken less than ten seconds.
Having me use my hand for the test meant it probably wasn't connected to her pussy...
Unless she had some extreme fetish, and even then, shoving a hand in for the first try would be pretty intense.
Likely just a super hot spot. Or super cold.
Something playful like that.
Once I'd guessed, I carefully slipped one hand underneath as instructed.
"How's it feel?"
The moment it went in, something touched my fingertip.
Not hard. If anything, intensely squishy.
And surprisingly, comfortably warm.
"Hmm. I figured it'd connect to some weird spot..., but it's not weird—just something really squishy..."
"Weird spot, huh~"
When I shifted my fingertip sideways, the same squishy sensation greeted me.
Warm too, so it felt pleasant enough to just leave it there.
"......"
That said, the texture wasn't uniform from one end to the other.
More precisely, there was a brief "empty" gap in the sensation.
Right in the middle when I swept my hand from side to side.
If I pictured it in my head...
"...My breasts aren't some weird spot, you know?"
It felt like brushing my fingertip between a woman's tits.
As my deduction wrapped up, Team Leader beat me to it with the answer.
"Breasts. Team Leader's breasts."
"It was kinda embarrassing at first, but actually doing it? No big deal. Just tits, after all. Right?"
She casually mentioned how this fulfilled our previous promise.
Come to think of it, I'd forgotten about that one.
If I flashed my dick for a moment, she'd let me grope her tits freely once.
"...We agreed on exactly one day, no time limit, so you can touch more if you want."
"......"
I hadn't expected things to turn out like this.
I let out a tense sigh as my gaze naturally drifted to Team Leader right beside me.
More precisely, to the lovely curves of her breasts, outlined beneath her black turtleneck.
Ruining those curves was simple now.
"...So the blanket's underside is linked to the bottom of Team Leader's bra?"
"Yeah.... Spot on..."
"Then when using Team Leader like an onahole, we'd link to your panties...?"
"Seems like it...?"
"...Might suck if they get soaked and you can't take them off."
"I'm good.... ...It turns me on..."
I gave her breast a moderate squeeze, and the shape of my hand appeared perfectly on her clothes.
The fabric's thickness made it hard to confirm it was my hand from that alone, but I knew—the one actually moving it.
I was flicking her nipple with my index finger right now, something impossible unless I was right there with her.
The curves formed exactly as I moved my hand under the blanket.
Realizing a wireless onahole was truly feasible, I said,
"Team Leader."
"Y-Yes?"
A small curiosity popped up, so I asked.
"If I lifted this blanket right now and jerked off with it..."
"The magic would probably shatter in a blink...? Blankets lose their shape too easily?"
"...Ah, yeah, makes sense."
"......"
I'd wondered if I could even do a paizuri with her tits.
But testing with the blanket brought unavoidable issues.
Thrusting my cock into the piled-up blanket would look ridiculous.
Lifting it to hug and stroke up and down? She'd said the magic would break instantly.
Satisfied with groping her tits for today.
I tried cupping one of her blissful breasts fully in my hand one more time...
"...Dowon. ...Can you pull that hand out for a sec?"
"...Sure."
I didn't even ask why.
It had to be something good, so I obeyed Team Leader's order right away.
My hand—warm from being buried between her tits, carrying her sweet scent—slipped out from under the blanket.
As I did, she roughly parted the blanket at the entrance and stood.
And then.
"More than hand stuff..., ...you want this, right?"
Just like when we'd snuck out of the office for lewd fun.
She knelt demurely between my legs.
Unlike before, when she'd crouched low, this time she raised her thighs a bit higher.
"...If Erzel found out, she'd mutter about how disappointing I am..."
"......"
"But Dowon said you could fuck all day if you're horny.... You've got that much semen..."
My pajama pants were easy to pull down, so she tugged them to mid-thigh.
She pressed down on my cock—rock-hard from all our weird play—with her underboob.
...Of course, fully clothed, unlike my disheveled state.
"...Ah, we should test this too. See how much you can cum..."
All while keeping her black turtleneck on.
...The spell set to let only the underboob through.
Unlike Neria's childish pussy,
Her adult tits completely swallowed my cock down to the root.
"...Feel free to cum anytime it hits."
"...Kinda hard to play the senior when this is your first time seeing semen, no?"
"......"
"Back in the office, we were just about to when Neria called, so you missed it..."
"Sh-Shut it. You can't tease adults like that."
A virgin playing the slutty pro? I'd love to tease her to the end.
As if sensing my impudent thoughts, Team Leader frowned faintly and began rubbing her tits up and down against me with wet, sloppy motions.
My glans poked out stiffly from her cleavage.
Everything else sank into Eve Team Leader's breasts.
Even pressed tight without her needing to squeeze—thanks to the bra.
Better pleasures existed, sure, but was there a sight more stimulating than this?
I caught my breath shortly, and Team Leader cleared her throat lightly before speaking.
"......Treating me like a bitch in heat and pounding me? I don't mind......"
"......"
Erzel-nim's earnest warnings?
Utterly forgotten now.