City ​​of Witches 615

Chapter 615 – #124_Deneb’S Deviation (2)

#615

1.
“Siwoo… When are you going to put it in? You’re being so mean… Haa…”

Countess Yesod was kneeling on the bed, her rear raised, while Siwoo stood below, setting up the optimal position for a rear entry.

Actually, he had planned to tease her a bit more, but perhaps it was because the Countess’s mood was different today? He was becoming a little more uncontrollable.

Just then, his glans was rubbing against her entrance, which was nicely warmed up, so he could insert it with just a little push.

-Squelch…!

Just as he was about to taste the sweet flesh inside, like cutting a ripe tropical fruit with a knife, Siwoo’s waist froze.

Something was off.
Even Siwoo, who had become a sex machine, sensed the discomfort.

Of course, Lucy and Deneb had done a lot of work to prevent this discomfort.

First, they confirmed that their bodies were perfectly swapped, and they imitated each other’s speech and even minor habits. Since they had been friends for so long, the level of completion was quite excellent. To top it off, Lucy, disguised in front of Deneb, left the room, eliminating any last bit of suspicion.

However, even the smallest clues, when layered, are enough to raise suspicion.

“Don’t tease me. I’m embarrassed…”

Yesod Mama was quite embarrassed by the rear entry position.
The reason was that her unclean hole was completely exposed.

Siwoo had often stimulated that embarrassment by making her spread her own buttocks and pounding her from behind. If necessary, he would smack her buttocks, enjoying the twitching of her flesh.

“……”

So now, looking at the Countess’s posture, gently swaying her buttocks as if shy…

Countess Yesod, who had a PhD-level understanding of the rear entry position…
Today, she was somehow awkward.

Her waist, which usually boasted a beautiful curve like a stretching cat, was floating in the air.

Siwoo blinked and looked at her back again.

It was the same as usual.

A pelvic handle that didn’t match her slender waist.
Plump buttocks that would slightly hide her rear hole if not spread.
Her side breasts, slightly pressed against the sheet, protruding.
Even the sprout dripping with fluids like melting icicles.

No matter how he looked at it, it was Lucy Yesod herself.

“…Siwoo?”

He didn’t have the leeway to respond to Countess Yesod, who was looking back with a puzzled expression.
Siwoo’s question, which started from her posture, was furiously connecting to the next clue.

Come to think of it, there were many strange things today.

Her attitude, which seemed particularly shy, although she was usually shy.
The fact that she, who liked to be dominated and violated as if forced, was obediently following orders like a slave who had been sold.

It could just be a whim, or a variation depending on the day’s condition, but…
Still, something was off…

A sweet voice cut through the middle of his thoughts.

“Siwoo, you’re being too much… Do I have to beg more?”
“…No, it’s not that…”

-Slither, slither…

Then, she pulled her waist and buttocks back, pressing her vulva against the back of his shaft.
Soon, the Countess was flirting, rubbing her flower petals, more alluring than anything in the world, against his rod.

“Please, put it in quickly… I’ll beg while shaking my hips…”

Yes, this was strange.

Countess Yesod would usually come out with a “Kuh… I can never do that!” attitude, and then declare defeat, saying, “Again… I’m going to cum…!”

That way, after sex, she could make excuses like, “Haa, it’s so hard to match Siwoo’s tastes.”

She was already being so flirtatious even before any proper foreplay had started.
It was unlike her.

-Squish! Squish!

“I’ve been thinking about you every day… It’s so frustrating that I can’t do anything in front of your cock…”
“Oh…”

However, what made him dismiss such doubts as trivial was the hot vulva rubbing against his shaft.

The hot heat and the soft, squishy suspension filled with fluids, which grazed his underside and made the fluids trickle down his balls, made his reason fly away again.

Let’s just fuck her and think about it.
He firmly grabbed the Countess’s waist.
With the excellent grip that had become familiar to his hands, he aimed his glans.

-Thud…thump!

“Haaang…!”

He pushed it in lightly.

“You’re so tight today.”
“Huu… I’m excited… Hngh…!”

His eyes narrowed at the slightly excessive tightness he felt.

The entrance area, which felt like he was inserting into an anus, even though he was inserting into a vagina.
When he pushed in a little more, what welcomed his shaft was the soft flesh like melted marshmallows.

“…Huh?”

The sensation was completely different, to the point where he could say it was someone else.

At the same time, it was a familiar sensation.
The front was tight, but if he entered gently, it was a motherly vagina that would accept his flirtation endlessly.

This was not Countess Yesod’s usual vagina.
It was the vagina of his little mother-in-law, which he had felt several times when he was caught in the fish tank before.

He muttered without realizing it.

“Deneb…?”
“……”

He heard Countess Yesod gasp.
Along with the sensation of the entrance tightening as if to cut off the middle of his shaft.

“……”
“……”

Silence flowed.
It wasn’t that long, but
The acting was perfect.
The mirror of deception was so effective that it could even perfectly change the shape of the vulva.

However, Siwoo’s question, thrown as if he had finally realized it right after the long-awaited insertion.

Deneb wasn’t stupid.
In that short moment, she tried to figure out where he felt the discomfort, while feigning composure.

“What do you mean, Siwoo?”
“No, it’s just… I’m really sorry, but the feeling is different from usual…”

Meanwhile, Siwoo couldn’t easily speak.
Just as people have different appearances, the inside of the vagina, which is made of winding mucous membranes, also has different shapes.

There are countless points of change, such as the intensity of the squeeze, the stimulation, the shape of the curves, the rhythm of the twitching, and the protrusions.
The feeling when he inserted his shaft was so distinctly different that he could roughly guess it even with his eyes closed.

However, even if it was part of a role-playing game, making a statement that seemed to compare her to another woman on the same bed was rude.

“What do you mean by ‘feeling’?”

However, since it was an issue that needed to be addressed, Siwoo once again checked the soft flesh clinging to his shaft.

“The feeling is too different.”
“Oh my… Is that so? Haa… It feels the same to me… How is it different?”
“…I’m sorry, but it feels too similar to Countess Deneb… I wonder what’s going on…”

Clearly, the person in front of him was Countess Yesod.
But what he felt was the sensation of his little mother-in-law.

While Siwoo was confused, Deneb immediately finished assessing the situation.
The mirror of deception had clearly replicated even the shape of the vulva, and Lucy and Deneb had confirmed it.

But there was no way it could check the inside, right?
She thought that even if there was some difference, it wouldn’t be a problem.

And that was an underestimation of him.

To think he could distinguish a woman by the sensation of fucking…
It was an unimaginable accident.

The longer the silence, the deeper Siwoo’s suspicion would become.
With his extraordinary brain, he might gather fragments of the truth and reach the truth.

Feeling the fuse burning silently.
Deneb came up with a clever plan.

“Siwoo.”
“Yes.”
“You’re being too much.”
“Huh?”

Suddenly, Countess Yesod turned her head over her shoulder and looked at Siwoo.
Her pouting lips and eyes were full of disappointment.

“Are you comparing me to another woman right in front of me?”
“Huh? No! That’s not it. It’s just…”
“You’re really being too much. I’m just a convenient woman who just needs to spread my legs, and you were thinking about someone else… That kind of treatment is too much…”
“Huh?!”

It was like a bolt from the blue for Siwoo.
Of course, he had unintentionally acquired a promiscuous history with women, but he had never treated a woman with such rude thoughts.
Even in his aroused state.

This was Deneb’s first strategy.
To make him flustered.

“Well… Deneb has a similar hair color to me… I knew you were a pervert, but I didn’t know you would think of someone else while fucking me… “
“No, that’s not it, the sensation is really different!”
“You probably just want to feel that way.”

-Squelch

Having said that, she naturally turned her body and pulled out his shaft.
She sat on the edge of the bed and glared at Siwoo as if he was hateful.

Should he apologize?
He was thinking that it definitely didn’t seem like Countess Yesod, and maybe she had used some kind of transformation magic, but she was reacting like that.

Siwoo became even more confused.

“It’s not that… I suspected that maybe Countess Deneb had done something. Like a disguise.”

Hearing his somewhat clumsy excuse, she chuckled and gave him a seductive smile.

“So… you’re suspecting that I’m Deneb?”

He hesitated for a moment, but he had to say it.
This was not an issue to gloss over.

“Yes, there are too many suspicious points.”
“Siwoo.”

Then, Countess Yesod, who had been hiding her private parts by crossing her legs, spread her legs wide open.
Thanks to that, his eyes were naturally drawn to her pink vulva, which was exposed so blatantly.

“Actually… you can think of me as Deneb. I’m not one to criticize someone’s tastes. Even if you have lewd thoughts about your mother-in-law… I’m okay. I can keep it all a secret.”

Saying that, she spread her soft mound wide open with her fingers in a V shape.
Her vulva, which was exposed so lewdly, had fluids dripping like transparent threads.

Unlike the chaste and modest vagina he had seen before he started masturbating, it had turned into a filthy vagina.
Countess Yesod’s trademark pearl-shaped clitoris was standing erect, twitching like a surrender flag.

“Even if you fuck me roughly while thinking, ‘Haa… Deneb’… I’m okay.”
“Countess Yesod. It’s really not like that.”
“Of course, I’ll feel humiliated beyond what I can bear, right? I’m spreading my legs naked just for you, and I’m trying for you, but I’m just a stand-in for another woman… I’m being treated like a masturbation tool. You’re the only one in the world who can treat me like that.”

This was Deneb’s second strategy.

To excite him with the most perverted words in the world and steal his reason.
And to show an image that was completely opposite to the ‘Deneb’ in his head.

It wasn’t difficult to find an example of an image.

The one who knew best about the vulgar acts and obscene language that Deneb Jemena would never do, even if she died,
Was Deneb herself, who was spreading her legs on the bed and seducing her son-in-law.

“I’ll… pretend to hate it. I’ll act like I’m feeling humiliated and sobbing. That’s the kind of play you want, right?”

Deneb, whose face was turning red with shame that seemed to explode with every word she uttered, finally spread her vulva wide open with both hands, driving the nail in.

“…You really don’t want to fuck me here?”

Deneb’s strategy was successful.
In the first place, Siwoo’s patience and thinking ability were significantly reduced due to the scent.

“Huu…”

The conclusion that Siwoo came to was clear.

“Spread your legs wider, you bitch.”

There was no way his little mother-in-law could do such a thing.

2.
“Eh, no way, right…”

At that time.
Albireo was staggering towards the Yesod family’s mansion.