Chapter 126
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Translator: Xrecker
Chapter: 126
Chapter Title: A Sisterly Threesome
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To be honest, having sex all day was quite tiring.
Even the most virile of men would run out of steam after four or five rounds.
In that sense, I had already surpassed the limits of an ordinary human.
When a mage reached the seventh tier, they shed their old body and were reborn in a new one.
My master had described this phenomenon as the human body shedding its old skin, like an insect or a reptile, to accommodate the vast amount of mana it now held. But I had a different theory.
The mage tier system was based on the Sephirot of ancient tablets.
There were ten tiers in total, and the higher you climbed, the closer you became to a god.
There had only been one mage in history who had reached the eighth tier, and that was an elf, a long-lived race.
Magic was a discipline of enlightenment.
A talented person could reach the sixth tier in their teens, but someone without talent might never break through the fourth tier, even after a lifetime of study.
While time wasn't the most important factor, it was a significant advantage for those with talent.
The fact that the only eighth-tier mage was an elf was proof of this.
…I’ve digressed a bit, but when I reached the seventh tier, I didn’t experience the same physical rejuvenation as my master.
Instead, all my physical abilities were enhanced.
Strength, stamina, cardiopulmonary function, mana capacity, and finally, virility.
Unlike my master, who always explained things in terms of martial arts, I understood this phenomenon as the human body ascending to a state closer to divinity.
An ordinary body, upon reaching the seventh tier, evolved into a “Nephilim,” a being between god and man.
This theory made it easier for me to accept the changes in my body.
Well, it was just a hypothesis, after all.
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After breakfast, we moved to the living room.
Having sex in the kitchen was a bit… inappropriate.
While we had already had a round each, Ozma and Camilla were still hungry for more.
After two years of living with me, they had become well-acquainted with the pleasures of the flesh.
I sat on the sofa, and Ozma and Camilla sat on the floor. Dorothea, sensing what was about to happen, took her newspaper and went upstairs to her room.
With just the three of us left in the living room, we had no need for inhibitions.
“Excuse me.”
Camilla said, pulling down my pants and underwear.
My lower body was now completely exposed, but she didn’t stop there.
She gently held my flaccid cock and kissed the foreskin-covered tip.
Kiss, kiss.
One, two.
She slowly moved down, her lips brushing against my skin.
She took my balls into her mouth, and Ozma, who had been watching, took over, mouthing the tip of my cock.
Instead of sucking on it like a lollipop, she just held it in her mouth, her tongue gently caressing it. It was a teasing, pleasant sensation.
Under their combined ministrations, my flaccid cock quickly grew to a monstrous size.
“Haa…”
Ozma pulled away from the tip and, with a seductive look, licked the entire shaft.
As I stroked Ozma’s dark purple hair, Camilla joined in, licking the shaft as well.
The princess of the demons and her submissive succubus maid, both attending to me at the same time… it was an incredible luxury.
And their large breasts were a delight to touch.
Slurp, suck, smooch
As Ozma took the tip into her mouth, Camilla licked the side of my shaft.
Ozma’s saliva, mixed with my pre-cum, dripped down, but Camilla didn’t seem to mind, her tongue darting out to lick it up.
Squish, squish, squish, squish
As they began to give me a proper blowjob, the sound of my cock hitting the back of Ozma’s throat echoed through the room.
I stroked her hair, and she looked up at me with loving eyes.
Camilla, having yielded my cock to Ozma, moved up and unbuttoned my shirt.
She kissed me, her tongue darting into my mouth, and I returned her kiss, my free hand caressing her breast.
Squish
She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her breasts were bare beneath her maid uniform.
While I was slightly disappointed at not having the pleasure of undressing her, I didn’t show it. I gently teased her pink nipple with my fingers.
“Hnngh!”
A soft moan escaped her lips.
It wasn't loud, as her mouth was occupied, but it was enough for Ozma and me to hear.
It was like tuning a fine instrument. I continued to explore her body.
Overwhelmed by the continuous stimulation, Camilla, her face flushed, pulled away.
I signaled to Ozma, who was still sucking on my cock, and she, with a reluctant expression, released me.
“Take it off.”
At my command, the two women began to undress.
Camilla removed her maid uniform, which she had been wearing since her days at the Demon Lord’s castle.
It was more of a uniform than a maid outfit, but it had a sophisticated charm.
As the black fabric slipped off, she was left in only her panties and stockings.
Leaving a little to the imagination was always more arousing.
Camilla, knowing my preferences, didn’t remove anything else.
Ozma, on the other hand, was wearing a frilly negligee.
While she was a commanding figure outside, she became a submissive kitten at home.
The sheer negligee, which barely concealed her toned body, slipped off, revealing her pale skin.
The two, now naked, embraced me.
“Kaldrash…”
“Master Kaldrash…”
Their soft voices, whispering in my ear, aroused me even more.
I kissed them both at the same time.
Well, I don't know if you could call it a kiss. I extended my tongue, and they both met me halfway, our saliva mixing.
Their breasts were too large to fit in one hand.
I kneaded them like dough and then moved my hands down.
Their flushed skin trembled in anticipation.
I caressed their navels, then their thighs, then their asses. Ozma, who had been kissing me, cried out,
“Kyaa!”
Camilla, on the other hand, bit her lip, suppressing her moan.
Their different reactions were a source of great pleasure.
I fingered them both, and when they were sufficiently wet, I told them to lean against the wall.
Camilla and Ozma complied, their asses raised in the air.
Two beautiful women, begging for it.
Their pussies were dripping with arousal fluids.
I couldn’t decide who to take first. Ozma, wiggling her ass, made the decision for me. I thrust into her.
“Haa! Finally!”
Ozma cried out in pleasure.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound of our bodies colliding echoed through the living room.
Camilla, watching us, her body writhing in pleasure, began to pleasure herself.
Perhaps due to the circumstances of her sexual awakening, she had developed a habit of watching me with other women, and I didn't mind. It was a good show.
Having had enough of Ozma for now, I pulled out and thrust into Camilla.
“Ahhn…”
Her moan was softer, more subdued than Ozma’s.
But as expected of the most lewd woman in my household, her vagina was already flooded.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
I grabbed her breasts and thrust into her like a stallion in heat. Camilla, overwhelmed by the pleasure, threw her head back.
The two women, their bodies now fully aroused, were in a frenzy.
I felt myself getting close and, pulling out of Camilla, I said,
“Both of you, get on your knees and open your mouths.”
Camilla and Ozma complied, their mouths open, eager.
“I’m cumming!”
I shouted, and they, as if on cue, licked their lips in anticipation.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
A stream of white, cloudy fluid erupted, covering their beautiful faces.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
I gasped for breath and looked down at their semen-covered faces. My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the sofa.
Taking on two women at the same time was exhausting.