Chapter 86
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: Street Magic Mirror Sex
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Kirke and I walked side by side through the village streets.
'She's even sexier than usual today.'
She'd changed into new clothes and underwear before we headed out.
A long black dress that split vertically up the front and reached her ankles.
It was normally quite comfortable to move around in.
But the way Kirke waddled along looked somehow awkward.
She even leaned slightly against me, arms linked, as if walking was too much for her.
No, that wasn't all.
"Haa... haa... eek!"
She'd tremble and let out moans like that sometimes.
Right now, there was a rotor stuffed inside Kirke's pussy.
Set to the weakest level one.
Maybe because of the pleasure rising from her pussy, Kirke couldn't focus at all during our entire outing.
'Level one isn't exactly weak stimulation.'
Her pussy was already heated up from training and teasing.
And now it was getting constant vibrations on top of that.
She was trying her best to endure without showing it.
But her face was flushed red, her breathing rough.
She wasn't cumming, but her insides had to be burning up in real time.
"Great Witch! Hello!"
"Y-yeah. Hello to you too, Reina."
"Hm?"
The forced smile twitching slightly on her face.
Her voice sounded somehow urgent when she replied.
The witch who'd greeted her tilted her head at the odd vibe.
But she figured nothing was wrong and just kept walking.
"You're holding up better than I thought?"
I whispered teasingly in her ear.
Kirke shot me a resentful glare.
"D-did you have to play around like this?"
"I finally made it, so I have to use it."
"Even so, we didn't have to go outside..."
I'd gone to the trouble of making the rotor. No way was I skipping this.
This was meant to be stuffed in her pussy while wandering around outside—that was the real fun.
Imagining a big sis in dolphin pants stopping by a convenience store, with a rotor buzzing away inside her pussy...
Just the thought was a total turn-on.
"What if someone finds out...?"
"Nah, no way that'll happen. As long as you hold out well."
"Haa...! Don't touch it right now... eek!"
As I spoke, I grabbed her ass firmly and kneaded it.
"Or is it already too hard to hold back?"
Kirke clamped her lips shut and didn't answer.
Walking around with the rotor inside must be getting tough by now.
Her body was trembling nonstop, though it wasn't too noticeable.
And every so often, love juices trickling down her legs would drip onto the ground.
"Don't worry. I've got pretty strong exclusive desire. Even if it's another woman, I wouldn't show off Kirke like this."
"...Is that supposed to be a compliment?"
"Kinda. And it's sincere too."
I reached out and stroked the beautiful lines of her waist and side.
Personally, I was a bit disappointed it was the witches' village.
This kind of thing was way more thrilling with men around to watch.
Other guys could only imagine what was under her clothes from her sexy look.
But I got to play with her tits or ass however I wanted—that was the best part.
"And once we're out here, you can't forget who's in charge."
"Hnnngh...!"
I bumped the rotor up to level three with the remote.
Kirke's body jerked instantly, and she hurriedly clamped both hands over her mouth.
"W-wait...! Too strong...!"
"You don't want to squirt love juices in the middle of the street, right? Be a good girl."
"Hmph...! Mmph! Eek! O-okay... I got it...! Haaaaah!"
"Keep that up and I'll punish you."
I only turned it back down after Kirke begged.
Her eyes were already a little glazed over from the release.
"Haa... haa..."
She leaned against me with her quivering legs.
Looking just like a woman who'd cum over and over already.
'She's desperately holding back. The witches would never imagine their Great Witch enjoying play like this while walking around.'
It was a bit mischievous, but this much was fine.
It'd appeal to Kirke's masochistic tastes too.
'Such a dishonest Great Witch.'
She was clearly super turned on and feeling it from this play.
Yet rationally, she was trying so hard to hold back—that was hot too.
We strolled amicably through the streets for a while.
Once we'd looked around enough, Kirke finally calmed her body down a bit.
"...I'm all dried out from sweating. Let's grab something to drink from over there."
"Sure, why not."
We stopped at a street stall cafe.
A witch made fresh drinks right there with quality ingredients.
The staff spotted Kirke and greeted her with a big smile.
"Oh~ Great Witch! On a date with your husband?"
"D-date? No, just patrolling the village."
"Hehe~ Sure, if you say so~"
Kirke's face flushed at the staff's words.
It was far from the pure scenario others imagined.
The rotor probably stood out even more because of it.
I gauged the mood and cranked the rotor up to level two.
"I'll have grape juice, and my husband wants black coffee... hnnngh!"
The rotor suddenly buzzed even louder.
Kirke couldn't hold back and shuddered mid-order.
"Gr-Great Witch? Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine... it's just... hnn...! Ahng!"
Kirke let out a soft moan while forcing out her words.
She desperately wanted to cover her mouth.
But with the surprised staff right there, she couldn't.
"Eek... haa... It's hot out... my body's just... haa...!"
"I-is it that hot? I'll get your cool drinks right away!"
The staff hurried off, and only then did I turn the rotor down.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Kirke breathed heavily, like she'd just had sex.
Then she whipped around to glare at me.
"Wh-what if she'd noticed?!"
"She didn't. You think an ordinary witch would even imagine something like this?"
"Even so, if I came right in front of her... eek!"
I made a move like I was about to raise it again with the remote.
In the end, Kirke had no choice but to shut up.
"...I'll get revenge for this later. Be ready."
"Ooh, scary."
We took our drinks and kept walking.
Kirke's body was still twitching faintly.
"Hoo... Never thought you'd pull a prank like this."
She leaned her head against me with a thunk.
Her wifely affection in public was endearing.
This was basically sex appeal too.
She said she hated it, that getting caught would be bad.
But her excitement was obvious—her pussy had to be itching like crazy.
Deep down, she was probably thrilled wondering when I'd finally fuck her.
'She's so slutty, I can't not fuck her.'
I'd planned outdoor sex since we were out anyway.
But her reactions made me really want to do this specific play.
"Actually, I've got even more prepared for today."
"...Just how much did you prepare?"
Kirke glanced at me.
Not from the rotor—her cheeks were flushed with arousal.
She must have sensed we'd have sex soon.
We did it every time we went out, and her pussy was in constant heat thanks to the rotor.
'She'll be shocked when she sees what I prepared.'
I'm dead serious about sex.
Meaning I'd do anything for stimulating play.
"Shall we head that way?"
"There? That's the plaza..."
Kirke looked puzzled.
We were always careful not to get caught during outdoor sex.
So we usually did it in secluded forests or empty alleys.
The thrill of not knowing when someone might come was the charm of outdoor sex, but...
Today's outdoor sex would have a different flavor.
"What do you think? Pretty novel, right?"
"Wh-when did you prepare something like this?"
Kirke blinked in surprise at the thing in the plaza.
It was a huge box made of mirrors placed right in front of us.
About the size of a container box.
Standing smack in the middle of the street, it looked totally out of place.
If people were around, they'd definitely peek inside wondering what it was.
"I prepared it specially for today."
"Wh-what the hell are you planning...?"
"Just get in and see."
"Mm..."
I opened the door and stepped inside.
Inside, there were blankets laid out, bottled water, towels, and such.
But the box's most unique feature was...
"I can... see outside?"
"That's the key to this box."
One-way magic mirror.
From outside, it just looked like a plain mirror.
But from inside, you could see everything outside.
'Took quite the effort to recreate this.'
On Earth, you'd occasionally see small trucks parked on Japanese streets.
If they rocked a lot, it meant someone was fucking inside.
"Y-you're not thinking of doing it here, are you?"
"Wouldn't it be thrilling to fuck while watching witches casually pass by outside?"
"...How do you even come up with such perverted ideas."
Kirke swallowed hard as she spoke.
As a witch, this play was unimaginable.
But having done outdoor sex before, she knew the thrill.
Her expression didn't show any real refusal.
Her pussy was probably itching unbearably from the rotor too.
"...You're sure they really can't see inside from out there?"
"Of course. You saw it yourself earlier—they'll just think it's some ordinary mirrored structure. No one's gonna touch it."
It's locked now, so no one could get in even out of curiosity.
No ill-mannered witch would mess with a structure like this anyway.
"Even 'outdoor sex' doesn't mean right in front of people. This way isn't bad, right?"
"......"
Kirke still looked conflicted.
But in the end, she reached for the straps on her shoulders.
"...If we get caught somehow, I'll really hate you for it."
"I'll take responsibility then. Half your life is mine now anyway."
Kirke slid the straps down with her trembling hands.
The beautiful black dress fell to the floor.
In front of the magic mirror showing the outside world clearly.
Kirke's feminine form in black lingerie unfolded before me.
Her panties were already a sopping mess from the love juices she'd leaked.