City ​​of Witches 789

Chapter 789 – #165_Miao Miao Battle (6)

#783

1.
“I hope you two can get along.”

Shiwoo was sincere.
Eloa had always been Shiwoo’s mentor and spiritual pillar.

And Rinne, though their relationship began with a bad start, was a mentor who had risked her life for Shiwoo multiple times.
There was no way he could choose just one.

“But if you must compete, I will judge fairly.”

Thus, Shiwoo decided and announced.
The loser of the lesbian sex should concede a little.

“The one who goes first can go later… How about that?”

Of course, a threesome was an alluring act that any man would dream of.
It was magical sex where the pleasure of watching and the pleasure of doing doubled, and the ecstasy jumped to the power of two.

But even so, Shiwoo had never proposed a 3P first.

Because real-life sex was different from manga or porn.

Men were happy, but the time allocated to each woman inevitably decreased.
It wasn’t guaranteed that seeing the naked body of the same sex would be pleasant, though not as much as for men.

In any case, since it was an extension of human relationships, careful coordination was needed, even considering the aftermath.

Moreover, a threesome with two mentors who were like cats and dogs, and even having a lesbian climax competition with the prize of having sex first.

He couldn’t help but feel a pang of conscience.

But the urge to see his two mentors’ boob-rubbing.

He couldn’t control it at this moment!
Of course, he wanted to see it!
The boob-rubbing!
The clam-bashing!

Shiwoo, whose excitement had reached its peak, though he didn’t show it, pushed aside his guilty conscience and earnestly persuaded his two mentors.

“Shiwoo… do you think that makes sense?”

His mentor was not scolding him, but looked genuinely troubled and embarrassed.
Even in his irrational state, his conscience was pricking his heart.

He regained a little bit of his sanity.

“Was I too out of line? I’m sorry. I feel like I got a bit too excited.”
“I apologize, it seems I was influenced by the scent of you two. I’m sorry for not meeting your expectations, but I don’t think Rinne wants that either. Do you have any other good suggestions?”

Shiwoo shook his head, trying to shake off the delusion.

What kind of ungrateful disciple was he?

Even if he was out of his mind from seeing the reverse bunny and maid outfits, he was trying to force his mentors, who were like the sky, into a lesbian battle sex.

He was appalled at himself for having such a terrible idea, even for a moment.

“If it’s what my husband desires, then so be it. Even if it’s clam-to-clam, I will gladly comply.”

However, a voice from an unexpected source pushed the embers of his desire that were about to die out.

“Or are you perhaps lacking confidence? Tiferet.”

The source of the support fire was Rinne, who had returned with a blank expression, as if she hadn’t just soaked her stockings.

She had already lost once in the costume competition.
And the acts of caressing each other once were too ambiguous to be called a competition.

Since a chance to make up for it had barely come, she had no intention of backing down.
Even if the condition was an obscene act with a rival she didn’t like.

Always frighteningly straightforward.
That was Rinne’s way of life, wasn’t it?

“If you can’t do it, I will receive my husband’s love first.”
“That cannot be.”

Eloa’s will was strengthened by Rinne’s fighting spirit.

Of course, she was embarrassed, and there was a certain degree of aversion.

But she had no intention of being helplessly outmaneuvered by Rinne like this.
Moreover, Shiwoo’s current appearance was more expectant than ever, wasn’t it?

Eloa was a mentor who wanted to do anything that Shiwoo liked.
Even if it was a slightly embarrassing act, she had no choice but to close her eyes and comply with his request.

“I will do it.”

Eloa nodded, determined.

“……”
“……”

Then, the two mentors lay on the bed, each with their legs wide open.

“Then, let’s begin.”

Shiwoo swallowed, and began to unbox the vaginas of his two mentors.
If they were going to do boob-rubbing, wouldn’t he have to remove the packaging?

The first thing he reached for was his mentor’s heart sticker.

Right now, Eloa was surprisingly soaked.
That meant that Eloa’s juices were being secreted so much that the adhesive power of a sticker wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“I’ll take it off.”
“…Shiwoo, you can do this yourself.”
“I want to do it.”
“Aah…!”

-Swoosh

The sticker came off too easily, just as it looked.

The tightly closed vulva beneath it was swollen, as if anticipating what was about to happen.
It was the mysterious mechanism of the female body to narrow the gap of the vaginal opening as much as possible to prevent semen from flowing out.

When he slightly parted the plump lips with his finger, the juices that had been trapped inside flowed out, soaking the bed sheet.
It was so appetizing that he wanted to bury his nose in it and slurp it up, but in the middle of it all.

“…Hoo… Hoo….”

He could see his mentor, her face covered, breathing rapidly.
The light pink membrane, which twitched and opened and closed even with a light touch, looked like the lure of a female animal craving insertion.

“Now, next is Rinne-nim.”

The next unboxing was Rinne.
Rinne, who was strangely quiet, seemed embarrassed by her white stockings, which were now soaked as if she had peed.

“……”

She was now advancing fearlessly, fueled by a competitive spirit, but Rinne was actually very shy, unlike her image.
Perhaps she was pushing herself to the limit even now.

“It would be a waste to take them off, so I’ll just cut out the middle.”

He used shadows to create a knife and carefully cut out the middle so that the tights wouldn’t be completely torn.
At the same time, her lower lips, which were as plump as her mentor’s, and Rinne’s trademark plump clitoris were exposed.

Shiwoo tried hard to suppress the urge to take turns thrusting into them and regained his composure.
He had to be calm.

Patience was necessary for the best feast.

2.
“Shall we begin?”

The two mentors, who had staggered out of bed, took the ready position as Shiwoo had mentioned beforehand.

Legs spread apart, both sides diagonally crossed.
A position where the vulva and clitoris directly touched and rubbed against each other.
It was the scissor position, the most representative position in media dealing with lesbians.

The two mentors, who didn’t get along, were waiting for a fierce vagina kiss.

This time, they would put aside their hatred for each other and become sticky.
Was this how the citizens of Berlin felt when the Berlin Wall fell?

Shiwoo felt his heart swell.

“…Ahem.”
“……”

On the other hand, Rinne and Eloa were not easily keeping up with Shiwoo’s excitement, which had reached its peak.

Both of them had a competitive spirit to win against each other.
They also had a commendable desire to show Shiwoo, if it would make him happy, even if they were somewhat reluctant.

In the first place, women were less averse to homosexuality than men.
Moreover, if the other person was a beautiful witch, the aversion that might arise would inevitably be diluted.

If what Shiwoo had asked for was just touching each other’s bodies with their fingers, the two of them wouldn’t have been so embarrassed.

However, this scissor position was more embarrassing than they had imagined.

First of all, because their legs were wide open, they could see all of the other’s secret crevices.
Conversely, the realization that their own was also being seen was intense.

It wasn’t just a normal naked body, but because they had been tormented by caresses, the fact that they were showing their wet vulvas was also a point that added to the embarrassment.

Rinne and Eloa, who had been enemies since the past, and had become even more like cats and dogs after the declaration of love.

The embarrassment caused by the sudden naked diplomacy, no, the boob-rubbing diplomacy, created a strange atmosphere where they couldn’t even make eye contact with each other properly.

“…I’ll finish this quickly.”
“…This is troublesome…”

But if this continued, the standoff would last forever.
Eloa and Rinne glanced at each other and then pressed their lower bodies tightly together.

-Mwah

“Ah…”
“Ugh…”

Following a light kiss, the two mentors unconsciously let out similar sighs.

There was no expectation, and psychological aversion was rampant.
Since there was only a competitive spirit, they thought it would be a time of enduring an unpleasant experience.

However, no matter how displeased they were with each other, the sensation of the labia, one of the softest parts of a woman’s body, exceeded their expectations.

It was soft. Smooth. Slippery. Sticky. Moist. Hot. Plump. Cushy.
The diverse stimuli softly enveloped their sensitive areas, much more than when Shiwoo, or her husband, kissed them with his lips.

“……”
“……”

To be honest, it felt better than they thought.
The embers of desire that had been slowly dying down due to the awkward farce were swelling up as if they had been fanned.

-Squish! Squish!

“Aah…!”

Taking advantage of the gap in Eloa’s dazed state, Rinne, who had been stunned by the unexpected pleasure, began to move first.

Rinne’s waist rippled softly.

In response, her plump vulva, which was already wet enough, intertwined obscenely as if kissing.
The lower lip embraced the upper lip, and the upper lip embraced the lower lip again, resembling a French kiss.

-Squelch! Squelch!

“Ah…. Hah…!”

The sharpened clitoris began to create pleasure as it brushed against each other.
The sound of the vagina kiss, which was becoming increasingly sticky as they exchanged juices instead of saliva.

Only then did Eloa’s mind correctly recognize the current surreal situation.

She was now naked, rubbing her vulva against Rinne’s.
She was doing something very, very, very lewd, just like how witches enjoyed sex.

And that was in front of Shiwoo, her beloved disciple and lover…!

How could she be so immoral?

She had to get out of here right now.
She had to guide Shiwoo on the right path.

That thought briefly flashed through her mind, but as Dorothy had said, Eloa’s body had already accumulated desire to its limit.
Just like a snowball that had started rolling down a hillside couldn’t be stopped, the rampage of desire had begun.

“Haa…! Aah… Haa…!”

As a result, Eloa, who was helplessly losing the initiative to Rinne while tightly gripping the bed sheet.
Rinne did not miss that opportunity.

-Squelch! Squelch! Squeeeeze!

“Hwaa…! Haa…!”

While her smooth legs were intertwined like snakes, Rinne pulled one of Eloa’s knees, giving even more intense and strong pressure.

Eloa, whose strength had left her waist, was panting under the soft pressure that was randomly tormenting her clitoris, without even attempting to move properly.

“Haa…! Ugh!”

Her head was spinning.
It was a type of stimulation she had never experienced before.

Eloa, who had reached the peak of her heat, was sublimating even the feeling of defeat of being unilaterally attacked by her rival, and even the shame of Shiwoo seeing such a sight, into pleasure.

-Thwip! Thwip! Thwip!

“Hic! Hihic! Hieuk!”

Eloa’s waist, which had been trembling, arched like a bow.
The moment her toes curled up like a hawk clutching its prey.
A hazy flash of light pierced through her temples.

-Pshoo! Pshoo! Pshoo!
“Hyaaaang!”

The time it took for Eloa to reach orgasm, squirting her juices in her first lesbian sex.

It was enough in just 1 minute and 56 seconds.