Our Long-Missed Home
“Wh-what are you doing?! Wh-why are you licking there?!”
“Hmm… doesn’t really taste like anything.”
“Doesn’t taste like anything?! Licking it in the first place is what’s fucked up!!”
I’d spotted a tempting hole right in front of me and given it a quick lick, but there wasn’t anything particularly special about the flavor.
“If anything, it’s not the taste—it’s this rich, musky sweat scent wafting off it, like proof it’s been pent up all day, that’s got me hard.”
“Sweat…?! Y-you’re sniffing the smell from down there too?!”
How should I put it? It was like stepping into a paradise untouched by the world.
I’d almost overlooked the true hidden heaven inside because her perfectly birthing hips and plump ass were distracting my eyes.
“The epitome of a refined lady—this asshole, clenched so tight like it’s desperately holding its mouth shut, refusing to disturb my senses the way her ass and hips do, just so I can sniff it nice and easy…”
“Calling a person’s anus such a filthy word…?!”
The moment I finished speaking, her ass cheeks squeezed out even more between my fingers with a lewd squelch.
It was a brazen wiggle, screaming that she wanted to shove my hand away—or better yet, push me off or snap my neck with it.
But at the same time, the ass flesh gripped in my hand jiggled like pudding with a spoon lightly resting on top. And that was a hell of a sight in its own right.
“Speaking of, Ariel too—is it just the royal family that smells this sweet from their bodies?”
“Don’t sniff it! I said don’t sniff! How can you be happy sniffing a smell from there?!”
The hole made for her to shit out of (though she probably wouldn’t anymore).
I’d shoved my nose in, flicked my tongue over it, and now I was appraising it like fine art—so naturally, Raipelth’s shame outweighed her humiliation, and she let out a piercing shriek.
“What the hell is wrong with you?! Have you gotten so hooked on the vibrating stench of pig shit from all sides that now you’re addicted to human shit too?!”
“Ooh, that’s a solid burn. But nah. I’ve rolled around in actual pig shit before, sure, but the thought of putting it in my mouth? Never crossed my mind.”
“Then why… Just to humiliate me…!!”
By normal person logic, yeah, that’d be it.
Raipelth hadn’t lived a sleazy daily grind of sex and slop like us. Sure, her body was different from a commoner’s, but her common sense matched theirs—and that made her words hit even harder.
“Of course, humiliating and degrading you was the main goal. But after tasting it and sniffing it once… my mind’s changed. From now on, whenever you come to me, spread this asshole wide.”
“Just to humiliate and break me with shame…!”
“Nah, just ‘cause I wanna sniff it. Like this.”
“Hngh! Again with that…?!”
Sniiiiif—just like with her armpit, I buried my nose in her ass crack again and took a deep breath. Raipelth shuddered violently.
She could handle the sexual shame, but the instinctive revulsion—and the depraved thrill from it—that any normal person would feel from having their asshole and its stench sniffed by me had her trembling without realizing it.
Proof? Another thick glob of cum dripped from her pussy right then, followed by a gush of her own clear juices.
Of course, I decided to keep quiet about that. To prove my claim that I was just savoring the scent, I straightened up Violet’s upper body—she’d been bent over double.
“Why? Are you done now?”
“You sniff it too.”
“Wait! Making even the Saintess sniff it—I won’t allow that!!”
Raipelth’s fierce opposition was, of course, immediate.
But I stroked her ass gently and said,
“I’m trying to prove it. That I’m not just humiliating you—that it really smells good. To separate truth from lies.”
“Prove it…?”
“Y’know, like when a well-tended flowerpot blooms and Mom goes, ‘Oh my, look at this flower~ Mmm, come smell this fragrance!’ pushing it under my nose. It’s like that.”
“Too damn specific…!!”
My description must’ve hit home perfectly—Raipelth got it right away.
But understanding didn’t mean acceptance. She shook her head side to side, wiggling her ass in refusal at the idea of letting Violet sniff her.
“Still no! No matter what, I can’t let the Saintess near there!”
“You already let the barbarian sniff your pits?”
“That’s different!”
“Drawing the line here?”
If it were just Raipelth here alone, I might’ve backed off.
But she wasn’t the only one captured.
“Ahh! C-cumming again… My asshole getting fucked… My anus getting fucked…!!”
“Good attitude. Announce your princess orgasm to everyone around like that when you cum!”
“T-to everyone around… They’ll hear…!!”
“Hear or see—what’s it matter when it feels this good? Besides, Princess, from what I see…♥”
Right now, every time Eleonora shook her ass back and forth, Ariel’s asshole—stuck tight to the dildo—got yanked along.
In other words, as long as the reason she’d offered up her ass to me stayed right in front of her eyes, Raipelth had no choice.
“J-just… once…”
“Yes! Right away—sluuuurp!!”
“Hiiih! You said just the smell?!”
Anyone watching would think I’d starved her for days—Violet ignored Raipelth’s pleas and shoved her tongue greedily into the queen’s asshole.
“Slurp, sluuuuurp, shluuuuuurp!!”
“S-stop… Stop it! Stoooop…!!”
Any other time, she might’ve been the saintess extending a hand like a goddess to the weak before her. But now? She was the sow saintess guiding a lost sow to the right pen, oinking all the way.
“Oink, mmph… It really doesn’t taste like much…”
“Why are you licking there too?! Hn, ha—don’t lick my asshole wrinkles one by one with your tongue!”
“Oh.”
Was she copying exactly what I’d done to her earlier?
I stroked Violet’s tits appreciatively.
“Shluuuuuurp, pwah! Yeah, it really doesn’t taste like anything!”
“That’s what I’ve been saying! You—no, that bitch…!”
“But the sweet scent is real! This deep, rich rose fragrance is still lingering in my nose.”
“Wha? Th-that’s a lie! No way it smells like…!”
Raipelth swallowed hard at the sight of Violet—not just unafraid of her interrogation, but pulling my hand to pinch her nipples.
Even if Violet had drowned in lust and abandoned her faith, Raipelth couldn’t read deceit in her eyes.
“No way… No way that there…”
“If you still don’t believe it, I’ll teach you bit by bit. But first—don’t we have something to do?”
“Something to do… Ungh…?!”
Raipelth flinched as the suppository’s sharp tip poked at her asshole.
“Perfect timing—the Saintess got it nice and wet. Should slide right in.”
“Tch… Do whatever! Ruin my body however you, ngh, nngh…?!”
“Don’t mind if I do.”
I gave a little push on the embarrassingly huge dildo, and the suppository—grunting as its tip forced into her anal wrinkles—finally found its path and started sliding in.
“Nngh… Hn…!!”
“Taking it better than I thought. Oh, right—I heard somewhere that pregnant women get enemas before giving birth. You’ve tried it?”
“As if! When I gave birth to Ariel, I’d already stopped shitting from my, ngh—making me say such humiliating shit again…!!”
Fantasy novels always say royals and nobles have superior bloodlines—magic talent, physical prowess beyond commoners. Was Raipelth like that?
I didn’t care for the details, but damn, that fiery retort matched her passionate red hair perfectly.
“Whatever. Suppository’s all the way in now…”
“Put in as much as you want, then—hnnngh…!!”
No sooner had the suppository’s base slipped in than the dildo—tipped with a urethral plug like the one inside Ariel—followed through the hole it had pierced, shoving its head in.
“Honestly, the suppository’s one thing, but this needs proper foreplay… Though Ariel took it easy, so her dam should too, right?”
“…”
Raipelth responded to worthless words with wordless shudders.
As I gripped and pushed again, her hole yawned wide—nothing like the suppository.
“Nngh… Th-that all you got?! I said do whatever you want!”
“Ooh, liking you more and more.”
Squiiiish—the moment her asshole swallowed the glans in one gulp with an embarrassing sound, Raipelth’s pussy gaped wide and spewed out the cum stuffed inside.