Chapter 218 – Chapter 218. Runaway Power, Runaway Libido (4)
“Ouch, damn it… !”
Margaret is trying to get through the throbbing in her head.
But it’s not just the scent emanating from Dave, who has turned her attention to herself, that prevents her from completing her formula that will set up her barrier.
To be precise, the ghosts of witches intoxicated by that incense.
‘Sex, let’s have sex…!’
Even at this moment, their whispers were constantly being heard in her head.
Even before, they had been gang-raped by witch hunters, so they hated relationships with men.
‘Another pleasant sex.’
‘Make us feel good. Calm our miserable memories with pleasure… !’
Rather, the fact that her heart was purified by spending time with him is now approaching her as an ambush.
For Margaret, who has to resolve her lingering feelings, it is a long-cherished dream that she also has to pay for.
“Everyone, calm down. Please…”
But now things are bad. If we can’t build a barrier to imprison him here, the damage won’t be as great as this village.
If you fail to deal with him, the power of the ancient tribe might spread out without mercy. It is none other than the remnants of the dreamer’s power that has lived for thousands of years, forgetting reason.
Everyone is intoxicated with sexual desire and only seeks to reproduce. Wouldn’t that be hell in itself?
“… Mom mom.”
Even so, Dave is already drunk with power and has been narrowing the distance with himself.
Soon, facing him in front of him, Margaret shrank and prepared to point her cane at him.
“Hey, Dave. Sorry.”
In order to widen the distance by spreading mana to him at least with the remaining power.
“Sorry…”
While refining his mana for that, his mouth soon opened and his voice began to leak out.
“Sorry. I’m a bad son, so I’m really sorry.”
“… Mr. Dave.”
“I’m sorry, I’m an ugly son, really…”
It wouldn’t be just talk without hesitation.
Her mother was a person he had separated from in his past life, and fragments of her memories were passed on to him through himself.
The nightmare that moves him right now must have been caused by that fragment. The moment she realized that, the mana that had accumulated in her body was erased, and the staff was soon released from her arm.
‘Because I, too carelessly, gave strength…’
Yeah, in the first place, this wasn’t even his will. Because the power of demons is too strong for humans to withstand.
Nevertheless, because he had fulfilled his responsibilities, he gave him some of the powers he possessed.
Even at this moment, my head hurts as if it would split with only the lingering feelings whispered in my head countless times, but I couldn’t let go of the opportunity to relieve that burden even a little bit.
‘Because of me, Mr. Dave…’
What I felt from such awareness would surely be called guilt.
Being a witch, she thought it was strange that she felt that way, but Margaret couldn’t bear to deny it.
After I had a relationship with him, I felt that my feelings as a human being returned, albeit a little bit. I don’t know if it’s because of the blood of the ancient people he was born with, but I knew one thing for sure.
‘Take responsibility.’
Whether this is guilt or the result of being swayed by the person in front of me.
He said that he had to be prepared to accept the sadness he radiated at this moment.
‘I have to take responsibility…’
Squeak, squeak.
Clothes slowly peeling off with a timid touch. Soon, even the underwear covering the body was taken away, and Dave’s characteristic voluptuous breasts began to appear.
“… If this is it, will it work?”
For the first time since becoming a witch.
The moment she prepares for the act by revealing her bare body in front of the man with her own will.
“Mom… ♡”
Dave began to reach out his hand as if being guided by Margaret’s chest.
Water. Margaret’s chest began to change shape as he held it.
‘It’s nothing.’
It’s just an impression of someone touching it.
Even if you feel something, it’s only a physiological reaction, and it will never erode your own rationality.
‘That’s all, I’d do it…’ …’
However, as if to mock such a certainty, the more his hand touched her chest, the more he felt his body tremble.
“M-M-A…”
Dave buried his face in his chest with a murmur and started sucking the nipple with his mouth.
It was an act he had done before, but unlike that time, it lacked kindness.
Just sucking on his own milk and indulging in his nutrients like a hungry baby.
“Haa, I’m sorry…”
At that moment, a moan leaked out of her mouth, and Margaret bit her lip and pulled Dave’s head into her arms.
‘It’s because of Mr. Dave’s strength.’
Yes, his powers also affect witches.
Even now, aren’t the virgins who don’t know men all over the village shaking their waists over the men, intoxicated with his power and leaving it to their instincts?
‘It’s all because of Mr. Dave’s strength.’
So, this would never be unusual.
Even though she, being a witch, voluntarily grants him her body.
‘Nevertheless, take responsibility.’
It’s easy to feel because the training has already ended, even if you can feel your body getting wet just by lightly caressing.
‘I have to take responsibility…’
Shiver. The moment when the cracks through which love juice flows trembled.
Soon after, Margaret, who gave up, turned her back on her seat and began slowly opening her hole towards him.
“Boo, please… Please enjoy until you are satisfied.”
“… Mom.”
Dave stretches out his hand, keeping his eyes on the hole.
Margaret tensed and began to gulp her saliva the moment her ignorantly large pole began to rub against her buttocks.
‘Come in.’
An act that has been done in the past.
But this is the first time I’ve tried to do it with the witch’s spirit.
‘Seriously, coming in…’
Only her body was like that of a virgin who had just lost her chastity.
-Jiggeuk!
Margaret’s eyes widened wide and her breath began to choke as she let her things through the simple crack.
“Ha, ooh… !”
The moment the pleasure that surpasses the pain overwhelms her body.
– Fu-wook!
Sensing that her penis had penetrated deep inside her, beyond the walls of her vagina, Margaret breathed in her lungs as if her lungs were contracting and looked back at him behind her.
“… Gwa, are you okay?”
To check whether it was good to allow the body in this way.
“I-I’m satisfied…”
– Steamed!
“Haha!”
But at this moment, it was Dave, not himself, who took the initiative.
Margaret could only be mercilessly swayed by the act of shaking her waist while holding her arms behind her and letting her instincts guide her.
“Ah, ah.”
Even that timid moaning sound was quickly broken by an object that seemed to fill her body.
“Haaaaang~!”
Soon, Margaret’s wild moan escaped her mouth, and Dave, who had hugged her from behind as if stimulated by her, began clutching her breasts.
– Tak, Tak, Tak, Tak.
The sound of friction between flesh and flesh and the water pouring down beneath it.
Even as Margaret’s throat was tightened by his left hand, her eyes widened with a sense of ecstasy, he showed no signs of stopping.
‘Go, go… If you go like this… It’s dangerous…’
Since he is not familiar with sex, he is in a situation where he can not exercise restraint.
Reaching the climax really happened in an instant.
“Oh, uh, oh ok~~~♡”
At the end, a groan escaped from the pursed lips, and the body trembled.
The ejaculation, which was so frightening that the contracted vaginal walls tightened with climax, was filling her inside with heat as if driving a wedge into the pleasure she felt at this moment.
– Steamed!
Still, he doesn’t stop. Climbing to the climax, she does not show consideration for the woman who has been attacked by her sense of exhaustion.
“Mom, Mom~”
Now, not even the character of the word remains, he only babbles intoxicated with pleasure and covets the miserable woman in his arms.
“Uh, uh… ♡”
But Margaret couldn’t bear to respond.
Her mind, already intoxicated by her pleasure, had lost even her will to resist, and was only preparing to accept the sadism directed at her body.
“Hey, baby… Now, leave me alone, what are you doing… !”
However, Margaret is not the only one holding the opposite sex at this scene.
Yumir, who had lost consciousness for a moment, stood up and began to move her steps towards where Margaret was.
“… Yumil.”
“Ha, uh. Ha… Madoka, now, get away from my husband. I’ll do it instead…”
A frowning face and wobbly legs. The mucus that flowed between her legs still leaked and stained her thighs.
No matter who sees it, a body that is physically weaker than oneself.
Engraving that in her eyes, Margaret whispered to Ymir, accepting the object still stuck in her body.
“But I have to take responsibility… Ugh!”
It’s been a while since I’m trying to take responsibility even with my feeble remaining consciousness.
Margaret’s eyes gradually lost their vitality, and her head began to lift towards Yu Mir, who had come close to her.
“Hey, Madoka? You… Ugh!”
“Haha. Yumil.”
Margaret is pushed forward and falls into her arms.
Afterwards, her mouth, which let out her feverish breath, began to overlap Yumir’s lips.
And the crack widens and the tongue begins to stretch.
“Eup, huh…”
Soon after, the French kiss that led to each other’s lips overlapped, and Ymir started to look at Margaret’s notice in embarrassment.
A figure obsessed with coveting her own lips while being stabbed from behind.
“Ugh, up. Hmm… ♡”
However, Ymir finally decided to accept her actions.
I know this is not her will.
More than anything, it felt like I didn’t hate the act itself.
“Haha. Milky… ♡”
“Mado, Ka…”
Churrup, eup.
A further intense kiss.
Intoxicated by the heat, Margaret hugged Yumir who had collapsed on the floor and began passionately coveting her lips.
“Yumi, I like you…”
“…Madoka.”
“Never. I’ve never forgotten you, Yumil… ♡”
What follows at the end is an inner feeling that even she herself was not aware of.
The honesty that had been suppressed in the witch’s spirit all along burst forth unrestrainedly through her pleasure-encroached consciousness.
“I like you, Yumil, Yumil… ♡”
The moment when that heart goes beyond friendship and turns into lust.
Accepting her vulgar yet passionate feelings, Yumir hugged her body that pressed against her own chest and kissed her on the nape of her neck.
“Me, me too, you… Ugh!”
Intoxicated with the incense, the unconsciously connected voice was interrupted by a harsh moan.
Ymir’s gaze, which came to his senses belatedly, soon turned to the shadow that lay beyond Madoka.
“Two mothers.”
Dave looks down at the two people lying on the floor and hugging each other.
“Mama~”
The size of the wet object doubled from before.
The tip began to point at the hole of Ymir, who was lying down.
