Chapter 67
Chapter 67
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: Wedding Dress Cowgirl on the Wedding Night(?)
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"You're going there today too, right?"
"Of course~ You'd regret it for the next 200 years if you missed this."
The two witches laughed merrily as they headed somewhere.
And they weren't the only ones.
No, every witch in the village was making a beeline for the square.
Because today was the day of the Great Witch Kirke's wedding.
Surprisingly, Kirke had sent invitations to every single witch.
They didn't have to come, but she'd love it if they could make time.
Refusing wasn't even an option for the witches.
They wanted to celebrate the woman they admired so much.
Plus, a wedding was a once-in-a-lifetime event they might never see again.
"I wonder what a human wedding is like?"
"It must be super flashy. I heard from one of the workers that they put a ton of effort into it."
"Whoa, I'm dying to see. They say the bride gets all dolled up super pretty. Kirke must look stunning."
"Hehe~ It's nice she got a human husband. We get to see stuff like this."
The witches headed to the wedding venue, buzzing with curiosity.
And when they saw the scale and splendor, every one of them gaped in awe.
"Wha—what?"
"Is this... a wedding? It's incredible."
Inviting all the witches naturally meant a big event.
But the decorations and overall setup were breathtakingly beautiful.
It was the result of genius witches skimping on sleep to pour their hearts into it for their Great Witch's big day.
"Whoa... look at that. It's so pretty."
"Can you see the care in every single decoration? It's a masterpiece."
"This could go straight into a gallery. Every piece is art."
Witches naturally loved pretty, cute things.
And with their long lives, they could appreciate the exquisite sophistication in every detail.
"So this is a wedding. Being the star of something like this feels a bit too grand."
"Hm? You wanna marry a human guy too?"
"Eek! N-no way! I could never muster the courage."
"Yeah, true. Only someone like the Great Witch could pull that off."
To witches, marrying a human was completely uncharted territory.
The incomprehensible was always the scariest.
And these witches, excelling in scholarship and magic, felt it even more acutely.
A man like Kirke's human groom would be hard to come by again.
"Still, it really is pretty."
"Yeah! Just seeing this makes coming worthwhile."
"Ah, not the time! Photos and videos! We have to record all this!"
"Shoot! I should've brought my recording device! Totally forgot."
"Hehe. Don't worry. I'll share mine separately."
Every witch attending was awestruck by the venue.
The overall flow of the event was flawless too.
Delicious dishes and desserts were available anytime.
The joy of admiring the decorations was a highlight.
Even the music was top-notch.
In witch history, such a relaxed yet spectacle-filled event was rare.
As the witches marveled, the wedding finally began.
"Thank you all for coming to celebrate our wedding today."
The emcee was Kal.
It was funny having the groom host, but he was the only one who knew how weddings worked.
On the flip side, it kept him in the spotlight longer.
One of his goals was to imprint himself on the witches' minds.
"It's been quite some time since I came to this village. I feel lucky to live among so many beauties."
"Of course, the prettiest and most lovable one to me is my wife, Kirke, and only her."
He tossed in a light joke, playing on being the groom.
The witches, new to weddings, found everything novel and amusing.
"Now, let me proudly introduce my bride, Kirke, to all of you here to celebrate."
With Kal's words, the star of the show, the bride, finally entered.
Admiration erupted from the witches.
"Whoa, she's so incredibly beautiful."
"My god. How can she look like a sculpture? Like a star shining in the night sky."
"Maybe the god of magic created the Great Witch and made the world just to show her off."
"Ugh... my head's heating up and my nose is bleeding..."
Praise and poetic expressions worthy of witches poured out.
But no one thought it over the top.
Kirke in her wedding dress was that stunning.
The pure white gown suited her perfectly, and her beauty was dazzling.
Maybe happiness was the best makeup for a woman.
Smiling brightly, Kirke was the picture of the happiest, most beautiful bride anyone could see.
Kirke walked slowly toward Kal and stood facing him.
Kal smiled, took her hand, and spoke again.
"I will love you forever. Will you allow me to be by your side from now on?"
"Yes, of course."
Their distance closed, and they kissed.
The venue filled with witches' screams, applause, and cheers.
The Great Witch Kirke and her husband Kal.
They had officially tied the knot.
"Phew, weddings aren't easy."
After the ceremony, events, and congratulations wrapped up.
Kal and Kirke headed straight back to their bedroom.
The long wedding had taken its toll.
Kirke plopped down on the bed.
"If I'd known it'd take this much prep, maybe I should've scaled it down?"
"It got bigger than I imagined. Everyone was so enthusiastic."
Any witch would step up first if it was for Kirke.
All this was thanks to her immense popularity.
It had ballooned beyond Kal's expectations, extending the schedule too.
Even by noble standards, it was packed.
"But it was fun, right?"
"Hehe. Fun doesn't cover it. I was so happy I thought I'd faint."
She still glowed with the afterglow.
Kirke kept smiling happily.
"How was your husband? You worked hard hosting and guiding the performances."
"Eh, it was tough."
"Yeah, you had the roughest go."
"No. It was hard holding back with you in that wedding dress right in front of me."
"Y-you... even on a day like today..."
"What? The first wedding night for newlyweds is meant to be spent like this."
Kal approached Kirke naturally as he spoke.
His eyes gleamed like a beast eyeing prey.
He hadn't been exaggerating about holding back.
The moment he saw her in the wedding dress, he wanted to ravish her so bad his cock nearly burst.
"Well... you in that tux had my heart racing too."
"Good thing. Worth the effort then."
"Mmm... smooch."
The two drew close and kissed.
They'd kissed countless times during the ceremony for photos and events.
But alone in the bedroom, it meant something else.
Their tongues tangled sloppily, devouring each other like they couldn't get close enough.
"Mmm... haa...! Haa! Kal...! Mmm! Sluurp!"
Especially today, Kirke was extra aggressive.
Kal's proposal and the wedding.
They'd filled her heart with love for her husband to the bursting point.
And that love naturally turned into feminine arousal and desire to have this man.
She'd barely held back amid the wedding and prying eyes.
But kissing alone in the bedroom flipped her switch completely.
Current Kirke's Mental State: Love for husband, affection, possessiveness, obsession, estrus, max lust
['I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.']
['I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it.']
['Now, now, now, now, now, now.']
Kirke melted into the kiss, hugging him tight.
She kissed him so fiercely it was more like devouring.
"Mmm... haa... Kaaal... mmph...! Haa! Sluurp!"
She sucked wildly on his lips and tongue, pulling his head closer like she wanted even more.
Her eyes, clouded with arousal, saw only the man before her.
Then she hurriedly stripped off Kal's clothes with frantic hands.
She moved like she couldn't wait another second.
The sight of a stunning beauty in a wedding dress undressing her husband was utterly obscene.
"Haa... lick... ♥ Why is my husband's body so lewd... ♥"
Before long, Kal was fully naked.
Kirke licked his chest and abs, sniffing him like a pervert.
She was a fully aroused female in heat.
"Isn't the bride being too eager?"
"Haa... It's your fault for being so lovable, hubby. You love me so much, it turns me into this slut..."
The poised, brilliant Great Witch who elegantly led her sisters.
"Hauum... mmm... pfuha! Sluurp."
She was gone now.
Forgetting to even take off her bridal gown, only a horny woman deepthroating her husband's cock remained.
"Mm! Glrk! Sluurp! Smooch! Mm! Gulk!"
Kirke grasped Kal's cock lovingly with both hands.
She swallowed it deep into her throat and sucked voraciously.
The intense suction had his cock throbbing at its limit.
Precum leaked amid the lewd spectacle.
"Haa... I was gonna start with my mouth... but I can't hold back anymore..."
Kirke moved to take off her wedding dress.
Kal stopped her.
"How about doing it with the dress on?"
"Huh? But it might get ruined..."
"We can be careful. You're just too gorgeous right now."
Kirke beamed at the compliment.
"If my hubby says so, no choice... ♥"
She pulled down the top, exposing her huge breasts.
She lifted her legs and slipped off only her panties.
They hit the floor with a wet splat, soaked with her juices.
"Haa... haa..."
Kirke straddled Kal.
Still in her wedding dress, she aimed her pussy at his cock and dropped her hips.
"Haaaaahhh... ♥"
Just impaling herself made her body shudder.
Her maxed-out aroused pussy climaxed instantly.
The walls clenched slickly around his cock from all sides.
'Whoa, what a grip...'
Kirke's pussy was always great.
But today, it felt so good Kal's hips nearly bucked up involuntarily.
"Ahng ♥ Hng ♥ Hang ♥ Aht ♥ Ohot ♥"
Kirke in her pristine white wedding dress squatted down.
She shook her hips and ass, grinding like a millstone.
Squelching sounds accompanied her pussy swallowing and releasing his cock over and over.
Each time, supreme pleasure enveloped him.
"Eut! Haat! Aaang ♥ Hubby's cock ♥ Feels so good ♥ Hips won't stop ♥ Haaaang!"
-Squelch! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
Kirke's movements quickly intensified, her big ass slapping against him loudly.
Her soft pussy clenched chewy and tight today like she meant business.
The exquisite grip was top-tier, but the bride riding him so fiercely made it even more thrilling.
"Wow~ A bride grinding in her wedding dress is way too hot."
"Eungghhh ♥ You're the one who told me to, honey ♥"
"Feels good though, right?"
"Yeah! I'm super turned on ♥ Love your cock, honey ♥"
The wedding dress's pure image somehow made her look even more beautiful and slutty.
The Great Witch adored by all witches.
Even showered with compliments on her beauty today.
Yet here she was, mounted on her husband's cock, turned into a bitch lost in lust.
"Ahang ♥ Haang ♥ Uhg ♥ Ohg ♥ Hauk ♥"
Kirke's lewd moans filled the room as she kept cowgirling in her wedding dress.
Her face, diligently bouncing her ass up, down, back, and forth, looked utterly ecstatic.