Chapter 68
Chapter 68
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Twins Donburi (3)
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1.
An elegant interior.
On the sofa draped in silk fabric, lewd moans flowed steadily like a gentle stream.
-Squish! Squirt! Schluuup!
"Haa... ah... uh... hng..."
"Hiu... fu... uu..."
In perfect metronome rhythm with the fingers pistoning back and forth, the twins took turns singing out their sultry voices.
They no longer fooled around with each other or tried to talk to Siwoo.
They simply buried their heads obediently into the sofa backrest, asses quivering as if determined to savor every last drop of the pleasure given to them.
Odile with her mouth tightly covered.
Odette gnawing on the silk covering the sofa.
The ultra-thin seal wriggled like a makeshift panty.
Behind that paper, salmon-pink mucosa was surely fluttering, desperately clutching at his fingers.
"Uhhe... hheu... ng..."
Even as twins, their peaks of pleasure weren't perfectly synchronized.
The moments when their walls clenched tight varied, sending alternating waves of stimulation through his fingers.
"I'll pick up the pace a bit."
He'd been patiently stimulating them slowly, waiting for the twins to open up, but at this rate, the duet he'd been hoping for was still a long way off.
"I-I'm fine... hiyang...!"
"Me too, I'm f-fine... hiut...!"
Not waiting for a reply, Siwoo ramped up the tempo.
Ignoring the mucosa's desperate resistance trying to cling at every push and pull, he tripled the speed and churned away.
Now that his fingers had loosened things up enough with their back-and-forth, the pressure felt slacker than before.
"Y-You're... too fast... isn't it...?"
"Ut... ut... uut... ut...!"
"You both seem to be handling it so well."
Whether it was Odile asking in her thinly excited, trembling voice, or Odette pathetically muffling her cries while her wingbones fluttered—both were unbearably cute.
Especially Odette; her dainty back had convulsed vibrantly several times already.
Odile's breasts were supposed to be the sensitive ones, but was Odette even more responsive back there?
These hidden secrets of the twins that no one knew.
Every time he uncovered such embarrassing, lascivious details, Siwoo felt a surge of overwhelming emotion.
Enough to make him think, Maybe I should just settle down here forever?
-Splish! Splish! Splish!
"As... Assistant, wait! Just a moment... c-can't you give us a break...?"
Amid the vulgar sounds of lubricant, mucosa, and skin slapping together, Odette's innocent plea slipped in quietly.
Odette, suppressing her moans to the limit, her face flushed with shyness and embarrassment.
"Y-Yeah... hiwk... Your arm must hurt too, Assistant... haeng..."
Odile glanced back over her shoulder, providing backup fire for her little sister.
Stop the teasing because of a reaction like that?
Impossible.
The twins making such a request in the first place meant they were nearing their limits.
"Then just a little longer."
Of course, that called for speeding up.
Siwoo threw his full power into his arm movements.
It was a swift motion, as if he'd half-unlocked the Gate of Arm Transformation.
"W-Wait! Wait! Wait...! Didn't you hear us...?"
"Hii... pyuu... fu..."
As if intent on flaying the perky twins' perky asses raw, Siwoo's frantic fingering made their buttocks clench simultaneously like soft glutinous rice cakes.
The grip tightened even more, and the intermittent spasms came with greater frequency, but his fingers were already deep inside.
No matter how hard they tried to squeeze and block, they couldn't push out the intruders lodged within.
In the end, they could only lower their waists and take the onslaught of cascading pleasure pounding down on them.
"Haa... haang... Assistant... hheut..."
Odile bit her lip, as if afraid she couldn't hold back her moans any longer if she tried to speak.
"Ahaang! It feels good... back there... huung... your fingers... back there...! Feels so good...!"
Odette, her switch fully flipped, actively touted her pleasure while coquettishly begging for more.
Sensing the peak was near, Siwoo's final sprint sent both twins' waists bucking wildly at once.
"Hii... hiut... hang... aaaang...♡"
"Something weird... something's coming...♡"
The twins' bunny-like asses tensed up in an instant.
Their waists, which had been twisting every which way to escape his fingers, now drew back in a graceful arc like a drawn bowstring.
"Hiyaaang...♡"
"Haaeng...♡"
A heavenly duet erupted simultaneously.
Lewd voices utterly unimaginable from the usually boisterous Odile and Odette rang out in unison, delighting Siwoo's ears.
"Ayaya..."
Perfectly timed with their climax, he plunged his fingers as deep as possible, but it felt like the middle joints might snap off.
The twins' asses twitched repeatedly, refusing to release their grip on his fingers to the very end.
"Huu... huu..."
"Hheuuuuu..."
Siwoo contentedly withdrew his fingers, watching the twins writhe their hips to savor the afterglow.
2.
After the delightful trio concert came to an end, Odile and Odette suddenly grew self-conscious around Siwoo.
They curled up sideways, minimizing the exposure of their naked bodies.
After he'd already seen everything back there, did such gestures even matter?
"Anyway, Assistant... time to put it in now, right?"
But if he thought they'd stop here, he didn't know the twins at all.
Odile fanned her still-feverishly hot face and quietly called out to Siwoo.
The long-awaited twins donburi tasting session was finally beginning.
Siwoo stripped off his clothes in one swift motion.
"Oh..."
"Wow..."
"It's the biggest one we've seen so far?"
The moment it sprang free, rigid and throbbing skyward, the twins covered their mouths in feigned modesty.
Perhaps they were newly worrying if that thing could really fit inside them.
"As planned, Odile first?"
"Was that it? Yeah, I guess so?"
Odile's reaction was exactly as Siwoo had predicted.
Playing dumb, acting nonchalant, pretending it was no big deal.
Unlike Odette, who threw caution to the wind once her switch flipped, Odile fretted over her dignity to the end.
For instance, right now—she'd thrown a childish tantrum to go first, then pretended to completely forget about it.
She might think it came off natural, but to a third party like Siwoo, who was far more adult than her, it just looked awkward as hell.
"Hmm... well, honestly, it doesn't really matter who goes first... but there was that promise, and if the Assistant says he wants to do me first, I wouldn't dream of refusing your considerate suggestion out of selfishness."
It was an incredibly roundabout monologue, but she rattled it off in under ten seconds.
Then she crossed her arms and whipped her gaze away.
Her reaction was so cartoonishly exaggerated it almost seemed like she was clumsily acting out shyness.
"I've already gone first once! So for round two, I'll yield to Sis."
"Quiet, Odette."
Odette sneaked in another jab at the perfect moment, only to stick out her tongue after getting scolded.
"Anyway, looks like I'm first."
"Then, could you lie down?"
"Got it. Huh? Lie down?"
Habitually turning around and sticking out her ass, Odile tilted her head at Siwoo's suggestion.
But Siwoo had his own plan.
Looking back, every fun playtime with the twins had always been from behind.
Of course, watching their backs flutter like fledgling wings wasn't bad at all...
But this time, with their upper bodies already stripped, he wanted to do it face-to-face.
Gaze at Odile's expression as his cock plunged into her ass, watch her modest breasts jiggle up and down.
Doggy style made expressions impossible without a mirror up front.
"W-Well... nothing wrong with that, but how's it supposed to work?"
Odile still seemed oblivious.
But when Siwoo personally guided her body onto the sofa, she reacted.
Blinking in disbelief, she inspected her own posture.
"Does it have to be exactly like this...?"
It was quite different from standard missionary on a bed.
Especially since the rear entrance sat lower than the pussy, doing anal missionary required inevitably lifting the lower body higher and spreading the legs wide.
Thus, Odile's pose was close to the so-called mating press, or folded position.
Performing a mating press on a sofa would be tough for a stiff person, but Odile's body was remarkably flexible, so she flawlessly followed his instructions.
The problem was that, to her, this position looked utterly indecent and vulgar.
Like the whores at Bellona brothel welcoming men this way?
First, she propped her neck against the base of the sofa backrest.
Then she pulled her heels in close with her legs splayed in a wide V.
Almost to the point of her ankles brushing her ears.
This left her pussy—still sheathed in its damp seal—pointing skyward, while her asshole lost the cover of her ass cheeks and lay naturally exposed.
"...This is a bit..."
"Embarrassed?"
"It feels... humiliating."
It was as if she were presenting her most shameful woman's parts for his inspection.
And that's pretty much what Siwoo saw.
Far more detailed than the fleeting glimpses before—Odile's vulva stood out in stark clarity.
If he had a smartphone, he'd snap a pic for his wallpaper.
"No need to feel that way. You look incredibly beautiful."
He'd thought lines like that were only for drama protagonists.
Uttering the corny words, he slowly approached Odile.
"This is beautiful? It looks just like a toilet. Look at that leg shape—like a toilet seat cover..."
"Odette! Just you wait..."
"But it really does, though?"
This time she shot Odette a genuinely fierce glare, but Odette just grinned mischievously.
"Odette's just being mean and teasing you. There's nothing wrong with you at all, Odile."
"R-Really...?"
"Of course."
How could there be? He didn't even have time to get fully aroused yet.
To prevent Odile from getting shy and suggesting a position change—which would waste time—Siwoo pressed right up against her, cutting off any worries at the source.
Odile cleared her throat awkwardly before finally speaking.
"Now... you're gonna put it in... right...?"
Siwoo gripped his cock and slathered it with lubricant.
He slowly rubbed the glans against her anal entrance, which protruded far more prominently than usual, asserting its presence.
"Yeah, going in."
"U-Um... start slow at first? You know? Ugh... hng...!"
Even with the changed position, the tightness remained unrelenting.
Despite easing in ever so slowly and Odile consciously relaxing to help, it barely budged.
Odile's furrowed brow and tense frown.
Seemed like only pain for now.
At this close range, eyes locked, her contorted expression sparked a strange rape fantasy.
So this is the face Odile makes when a cock enters her ass.
The girl who'd always seemed like an immature little sister now appeared a bit different.
"Ah... ut... ugh...!"
The primal root of pleasure ultimately bordered on sin, he recalled.
Because the sight of her grimacing in agony yet steadfastly holding her legs to maintain the position for him flooded him with immense taboo thrill and conquest.
The fresh, budding scent rising from her huddled body.
Pheromones seducing the male.
Her eyes and mouth gradually widening with each deeper thrust.
If this Odile wasn't a female in heat, what else could she be?
"Aaaak!"
Hearing Odile's sharp, strangled scream, Siwoo finally drove his cock all the way into her deepest depths.