The Mage's Deflowering Ecstasy
The porter's hands were soft. With her eyes tightly shut from embarrassment, the mage felt as if a silk doll was caressing her.
She had seen him fighting by the frozen lake of the Binggung. He had swung his sword with those same soft, warm hands. Back then, he had looked as brave and fierce as a hero. So she had imagined his hands would be rough and cold—her mistake.
His hands were soft, but his touch was even gentler. Smooth fingers glided over her skin like a lick. The tender strokes, like soothing a crying child, explored her back and belly. For a lecherous guy, it was infuriating that he avoided her breasts and ass.
"Hngh…!"
She never imagined she'd let out such a heated moan. He wasn't even touching her sensitive spots, but the scorching atmosphere had her emotions boiling over.
This feeling… I've felt it before. The night she spied on the neighbors' indecent play through the window, she couldn't sleep and masturbated for the first time in her life.
Closing her eyes brought it back perfectly. Her body floated like a feather, her chest tickled. Her forehead burned like a fever, her hand circled between her thighs. All her vitality surged to her crotch.
"Mage, your body's so warm."
"You're the one who made it this way. Hngh…! For a guy, your skin's surprisingly good."
"Jealous?"
"Hmph! Not a compliment! Adventurers get teased for having such delicate hands."
Irritated, the mage lied through her teeth. Of course, Johann knew better. This was his home turf. By watching her ever-changing expressions, he could easily tell truth from lie.
Her face is desperate. And we haven't even gotten to the main event.
Time to target the key areas. Out of consideration for her virginity, he'd saved the most important spot for last. For the climax, after building anticipation.
Johann suddenly moved his hand to her breast. Her body jerked like she'd been shocked. He felt her muscles tense through his touch. She was nervous.
Forcing her breathing steady, the mage feigned calm.
"Your hands are slowing down. Nervous, are we?"
She was the tense one, desperately lying to hide it. She had no idea how transparent it was to Johann, veteran of countless battles.
"Haha. It's hard to stay composed in front of a beauty like you, Mage."
"Heh~! The guy who devoured the Priest so thoroughly is tense around me?"
The mage couldn't hide her glee. She'd pulled ahead of the soundly sleeping Priest in the next room. Sorry, Priest, but committing this betrayal felt thrilling. What a naughty woman she was.
"But you're pretty tense yourself, aren't you, Mage?"
With a sly grin, Johann slid his hand between her thighs. She'd yielded her breasts easily, but now she clamped her legs like a tightly shut clam. Even lost in the mood, she wasn't ready to bare her most precious spot.
"Oh? If you keep it closed like that, I can't caress it properly."
"Nng…? I don't need caressing there…. I'm, ready enough. So go straight to the main…."
Johann forced her legs apart. Carefully, so her muscles wouldn't strain, but steadily. Like industrial machinery, his hands ponderously spread her thighs. Lying on the bed, legs splayed wide toward him, the mage couldn't bear the shame and turned her head, yelling.
"Pervert! What are you doing!?"
"I can't see my lover's most precious place? Unacceptable. Why hide such a pretty spot?"
"I-I'm not your lover! Don't spread it! Don't look!"
"Don't look at the pussy? That's an unreasonable demand."
"I said don't! Uuugh! You scum!"
Strength left her legs. Half from resigning to his power, half from realizing she could bare her most shameful spot to him. Her heart melted like ice cream on a hot summer day—the result of Johann's patient efforts.
"I'll caress you here too. Prep work has to be thorough."
Hands so far; now for the tongue. First, Johann inspected her mystery spot visually. Neatly sealed in a straight line. Unstained outer labia hid pink inner lips like clam flesh.
Almost no pubic hair. No signs of shaving, so probably just hadn't grown much. Only faint, fluffy down.
Her anus is a pretty flower bud too. Girls with pretty pussies have pretty asses.
He leaned in, inhaling her scent. A faint fishy aroma—not unpleasant. Likely from not showering. Like slightly rich milk.
Doesn't masturbate much either.
A near-new body, barely used. Comparable to the Priest's. Definitely worth the investment.
His fingers parted her inner lips. Resigned now, head turned away, she didn't protest his rude touch. But shame won; she buried her face in her hands, moaning.
"Uuugh!"
Pussy cleaner, activate.
Johann slowly licked her folds. The bumpy taste buds on his tongue gave novel stimulation.
Her pussy steamed warmer than his tongue, heightening her arousal. The first-time gentle stimulus turned her heart sticky-sweet like sugar syrup.
"Churup! Churrup! Chup!"
Deliberately crude sounds as he serviced her. Auditory stimulation helped melt her resistance. The foreplay lasted over ten minutes. Several times, she thought she'd pee. As it peaked, illusion became reality.
"Haaahhh! Porter! I'm gonna cum!"
Unable to hold back, she writhed, trying to escape his grasp. Of course, he didn't let go.
"Porter! I'm gonna cum for real!"
"Churrup! Chup!"
"Cumming! Cumming! Haaaahhnnn!!!"
Bright yellow urine arced through the air like a galaxy.
It splashed across Johann's face, diligently cleaning her pussy. The bed and sheets soaked messily.
The urine was refreshing. It wasn't just pee—built-up pleasure from the sticky foreplay erupted with it. Toes curled, body twisted, she expressed intense ecstasy through every inch.
Water Control, Wind Control.
Johann dried the wet sheets with water and wind magic. The mage still thrashed in pleasure's grip. Arms and legs spread wide in ahegao, she looked like she was begging to be devoured.
Can't refuse such a plea.
He embraced her fully. Her pussy was ready. All she needed was his thick, hard cock.
Pfutt!
He pierced her hymen in one thrust. So melted and loose, it tore almost without resistance. Like punching through thin flour membrane, seeing straight through.
"Haaaahnn~♥ Heeeahhnn~♥"
Her moans pierced the inn ceiling and walls. Neighbors couldn't miss it. He could block sound with skills but didn't. She was his. Others needed to know.
"Hweeeehhh~♪ Sex is this!? I've wasted half my life!!!!"
She meant it. Her body felt one with his. Each fierce hip thrust made hers react automatically. Pussy lips clenched, caressing his thick shaft tenderly. His hot rod knocked her womb deep.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The room shook like it might collapse. Powerful pistoning that might break her slender frame—but Johann's vast experience data assured him she could take it.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Hey! You horny bastards! What time is it?!"
Complaints from next door. Johann ignored, pounding harder. Hearts floated in her eyes from his speed and power.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Short, thick staccato pistons like a musical score ravaged her insides. Her body arched, squirting a stream of pure love juice—100% different from the piss.
"Hiiiiiik!"
Climax. She felt it fully.
Only then did Johann pause, pressing bodies close. Not over—just a breather for the long haul.
"Hey! We didn't say stop!"
Encore from next door. After the break, he resumed. That night, the mage came four times and passed out.
"Priest! I'm really sorry!"
Next day at the inn restaurant, the mage bowed to the Priest. The Priest blinked between her and Johann, puzzled.
"What happened?"
"W-Well…."
The mage confessed last night's deed. But the Priest didn't frown—instead, she beamed.
"Really!? Then we're cock comrades!?"
As expected, no anger. After all their perverse plays beyond threesomes, this was natural.
Plus the skill's power.
Harem Mind 5Lv (B-grade)
↳ Women who've had sex with you become more understanding. They embrace your romantic history.
Things wrapped up smoothly here. Time to move on. Destination decided: back to the murim world for some exploration.
I'll use Multi-Body to progress this world on the side.