I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party. 181

Chapter 181 – 181 – This Is an Important Part

It’s already hypocrisy.

‘I’m not hateful enough to let you die, so I give it to you often. Of course you’re attractive, but I don’t want to lie down with you like that. ‘It’s strange to have sex when you’re not in love.’

Damn. If you think about it, hasn’t she been making fun of her waist while pretending to refrain from such bullshit?

What’s the use of rubbing your genitals, taking off your clothes, lying down, taking a shower, making up your bedding, and then saying things like it was a mistake and that you feel guilty? Isn’t the same thing happening over and over again?

If you want to maintain fidelity, all you have to do is bite your tongue or jump off a cliff to rebel against the goddess’s will.

Of course, I know why I shouldn’t. What would have happened if the item that was my pride had been dutifully in and out of the body of only one person in the world?

There were probably many deaths in the special monster extermination and removal party. It reminds me of Bitserk who had to sleep with his sister. It’s hard to forget what happened at the Dragon’s Lair when we had to save Nidroga.

‘I’m sorry, but I can’t do it. ‘Because I am a moral person who protects chastity.’ ‘Then I have to die.’

Now that the once peaceful world is in turmoil and uncertainty, several of its members are, absurdly, saved by a porter’s lump of sheep water.

Lilith is right. Compared to Ishtar’s great help, me becoming a playboy is a small price to pay.

Offer an offering if you know it will be appreciated. Put your passion and sincerity into preparing the meal on the table.

···However, just as a fool cannot become a wise man just by making a resolution, it is difficult to take the initiative.

Nenya’s naked back is warm against my chest. Thankfully, the bonfire is burning brightly.

The blankets we were each using for each other became two overlapping, wrapping the two of us on top of each other.

So the reason my body is shaking is not because of the cold. It’s not because my body is weak.

However, it seems like not knowing what to do has become a habit.

“···Are you a womanizer who changes partners every night? Why are you so stiff?”

“The same goes for you. Why are you so scared when you’re hundreds of years older than me?”

Nenya suddenly crawls into my blanket and swallows. It started out boldly, but then became petty.

Nenya, who was hesitant, suddenly turned around coldly as if she felt something touch her spine.

“Get your hands off me.”

And he must have realized his mistake by looking at my expression, and quickly turns his head again and adds.

“I said it on purpose because I thought it would make me feel more energetic if I said it.”

“···Thank you for that.”

I swallowed my saliva and wondered what they were going to do by making me feel so nervous about the topic.

Sweat beaded on the back of my neck, which sticks out of my arms like a baby kangaroo. I can hear everyone muttering under their breath. ‘What have I done…!’

What did you do? I fell into the quagmire on my own feet. I don’t know if it’s her love for Lennie or her spite.

It is clear that it is Nenya’s self-interest. It’s rude to push someone away because it’s something they wanted to do and chose to do.

And I also have a personal desire that I must fulfill. I haven’t gotten a TENA Everlight yet.

The child who gave up good friends for me and was willing to die for the world.

She’s come a long way for that guy. And now there was a more pressing motivation. I must apologize for sticking a dagger in Thena’s chest.

There is no time to begrudge. We must be prepared to move with our colleagues as soon as they spot us. From now on, I must act like a professional porter when it comes to offering offerings to the goddess and supplying energy to Lilith.

Still, there’s no reason you can’t enjoy it leisurely. I buried my nose deep in Nenya’s shoulder.

And then slowly stroked its side. I can feel the reflex reaction of flinching, but I don’t consciously pretend to reject it.

Nenya held her nose high and muttered that if you want to try something, give it a try. Although the voice was quite small.

“I will do it carefully.”

“···I’m not hugging you because I like you. I’ll just end it quickly…”

“But I don’t like it that way. It’s my last resort.”

A person’s integrity is strange, and even if you think it’s solid, it collapses like a sand castle. A body that trembles like a rabbit quickly becomes accustomed to the caress of a human who provides warmth.

It doesn’t mean that any relationship has already been formed. It simply means that the stiff body is slowly loosening and getting used to the feel of the touch.

From mutiny to hostage taking and up to this moment. Nanya, who was so scared of being held in that small, weak body all day, had her entire body stiffened.

The massage that I purposely learned by buying the Chesheni masseuse’s textbook really shines. Nenya lets out her exclamation as I press and rub between her shoulders and biceps.

Although she looks small and pretty on the outside, Nenya, who is not in a front-line combat position, seems to have been more negligent in taking care of her body.

Most of the body is soft due to lack of exercise. However, compared to Lennie’s soft and relaxed body, which is supposed to be stronger than Nenya’s, there are many parts of her skinny muscles that feel stiff.

Was it possible that they had neglected it for 700 years just because they had no use for it? No matter how young you are forever, that wouldn’t be possible.

“Ouch, ouch. Wait a minute. Are you trying to pounce on me or give me massage therapy?

“It’s good.”

“···What’s good? Are you the type of pervert who gets excited when I get healthy?”

“It’s better than that. You’re cool, and I can touch your pretty body as much as I want.”

“This…Is crazy…”

I feel at ease by being honest about my desires. It’s quite fun to touch a body that looks like it hasn’t lifted anything heavy in its life.

It must mean that you have lived with such precious treatment. The lady in the house… She’s such a bitch…

“It’s cool, but just try saying things like ‘Sure, Grandma’. You’ll die.”

“···I didn’t say anything.”

I thought about it. Insight is scary.

The skin is so good that it makes you feel happy to touch it with your rough hands. Nenya, who was grumbling as if she was being treated like pudding, swallowed in vain as her fingers dug even deeper into the yellowish part.

As I kneaded the small breasts as if to collect fat, Nenya suddenly gritted her teeth.

“… Are you trying to make breasts because you feel bad about not having them? Then, I’m going to make your cheeks even more…!”

“I didn’t mean to do that. I just liked the feel of it.”

Nya, unintentionally showing off her inferiority complex, covered her face gloomily. I tried to be as meticulous as possible in my words.

“Even if it’s small-“

“Until there.”

“Receipt.”

If you are already scratched, no matter what you say, you will be scratched. I respected Nenya’s sorrow and closed my mouth.

And the method of caressing changed. I gently pressed my fingers around the nipples and found the outline of the mammary glands. And then he started to gently move around and stimulate it.

My moist skin flinches with warmth and tension. Although the aversion to contact has long since subsided, I am still afraid of sensations I have never felt before.

The hair on my neck stands up and a suppressed moan escapes. He grabbed my wrist as if to stop me, but he didn’t apply any force, as if he had no intention of shaking me off.

However, the moment you touch the nipple, that weak grip becomes stronger.

Her urgent plea to wait was blurred into excited sobs. There would have been plenty of opportunities to push it away, so it continued to attack mercilessly, but like a lazy house cat, its resistance was simple and weak, so there was no need to use force.

The cost of ignoring it even for a moment was terrible. Nenya pinched the back of my hand and looked back with an angry expression.

And at that moment, I convulsed and climaxed. Her crying eyes become distantly focused and her back arches as if she is showing affection, but her expression is extremely embarrassed, as if she has never experienced anything like this before.

It’s not unreasonable. Did you say that the most courageous sexual encounter with Lennie was all with the touch of her finger?

Nenya, who was catching her breath while clinging to my arm, glared at me as if she was complaining and pouted as much as she could. Her Nenya’s finger, which was the longest part of her doll-like body like an adult’s, was wrapped around my index finger, which was much thicker and larger than hers. As if I were trying to gauge how much my one word would amount to.

I asked Nenya with her eyes if she wanted to continue. Nenya sat down, turned her body, and then she threw herself at me.

What followed was cloudy and ecstatic.

Could it be that the lack of oxygen has clouded my judgment? We enjoyed the air in each other’s mouths.

The embarrassment conveyed by the power of the goddess is dizzying. Nenya unknowingly gave me her lips, which she did not want to allow.

It seems a bit familiar to the kiss, but it’s quite static for my taste. I enjoyed it in a gentle way that perhaps only Lennie could enjoy. The seasoning of guilt is bitter. On the other hand, Nenya kept flinching as my tongue roughly pressed against the roof of her mouth.

As her fingers dug into the narrow crevice of her crotch, Nenya’s eyes widened and she tried to grab my collar. Her naked breasts had nothing to hold on to, so her weak fingers only caught on her clavicle.

The hand that used to throw her anger becomes a hand that clings. Nenya was breathing hard and hot as her soft, moist flesh was being pried open. I keep comparing my kiss with Lennie to mine without realizing it.

It doesn’t end with one word. Two words, three words. Her middle finger plunged deep, causing Neña to gasp and cup her crotch, until the spine of her hand touched the skin of that cupped crotch.

The lubricant is again sweat. However, the feeling of lubrication little by little on the inserted finger is not sweat.

Nenya’s body, wrapped in her blanket and unable to be seen, shakes. It is also stimulating to make one imagine.

This time, instead of breaking her waist, he forcefully closes her body. This is an unexpected behavior. I felt like I was going to hurt her, so I withdrew my fingers and held onto them as if covering the gap.

The small, swollen clitoris is held between the fingers, as if to claim that it is here. The convulsions and shaky breathing ended after several minutes.

Nenya’s wet eyes, completely taken aback by her, now look at me with clear favor, without the slightest resistance.

This is enough. It’s Lilith’s whisper.

Even though she’s not fully charged, she should be able to move around for some time. She knows that the goddess has seen a lot of ejaculation.

But I didn’t listen. Let’s kick out the hypocrisy. I have already committed many sins.

Right now I can’t stand Nenya because she’s so adorable. He squeezes the petite shoulder of the woman in his arms and opens his lips to hers again. He lays her down on the floor, devouring her body to the fullest as he dwells on her unadulterated affection.

Before starting to stroke her sexually in earnest, she asked Nenya with her eyes. Nenya accepted all her types of stroking with a nod and a biting glee in her fingers.

Her fingers stroked the bulge covered in her pubic hair. The small crack was stroked with her tongue. As I stroked her thighs and opened them, Nanya obediently followed, turning her head shyly.

He lay down with his genitals between his spread legs. Nenya covers her red face with her hand and avoids eye contact.

However, as if he didn’t like the next step, he quietly spread his legs.

“The contraceptive device… No, that’s enough. Monica said she could solve it.”

“···Yes.”

“···Yes, you are very beautiful, right? I praise you profusely.”

“It’s so beautiful that I don’t have to hold back on praising it. That’s right.”

Nenya tried to lighten her nerves by joking with her calm expression, but when her true feelings were returned, her shyness even covered her eyes.

I laughed and stroked the hand on her face. And whispered into that long ear.

“Just now.”

What I meant was that the only time to refuse was now. A formal courtesy given out of respect for both Leni and Nenya.

Of course, I don’t have the confidence to cleanly throw away my regrets while facing her naked body. After seeing such an elegant naked body, I might be looking for another opportunity.

However, Nenya seemed to understand it in a completely different way. The small smile on his face is a bit lonely.

“···If only now.”

The misunderstanding was not corrected. Instead, I dug straight into it. Nenya’s waist bounces with the sound of skin sticking together.

The narrow and soft vagina sticks sticky even when it is pulled out. The eyes, which had been closed for a moment in preparation for the pain, soon open and fall into confusion. It seems that the preheating was sufficient.

Is it okay if the wind only ends now? Is that what you understood?

Immature. What do you think of me? I will target that ugly body next time and the next time.

Once you’ve entered the life of an unwanted libertine, shouldn’t you live well? I won’t stop you when you come, but I will hold you and stretch you when you leave. Because it’s mine.

Leni and Nenya will not give in to Nenya and Lenya either.

Unlike the upper body, which is cute like a puppy, the lower body, which clings to you while moaning and melting like a snowflake, is quite mature. The silence followed hidden under the skirt had a very appetizing amount of flesh on it.

My butt, which is defenselessly held in my hand, is slippery with sweat. And it’s hot. Every inch of our skin inside the blanket was warm.

Nenya gasped and opened her mouth wide, and her breath flowed out from her mouth with each moan. Steam rises from the skin sticking out of the blanket.

Nenya’s joy comes through the power of her goddess. At first, it was meant to provoke Leni’s jealousy, but the warmth provided by the porter was not a bad experience for Nenya.

At first glance, it’s a shame that we said to each other that it was just this one time. Of course, if I were offered to reconstruct today’s events out loud, I would do my best to deny and reject them.

However, on the other hand, it seemed like they wanted to persistently make such suggestions.

Looking into the inner thoughts that should be hidden is violent voyeurism. A sense of immorality rushes through the soul and destroys the fountain of pleasure.

The sunken bodies, soaked in each other’s sweat, soon run to a distant place. Even though I moved as leisurely as possible considering it was my first experience, the feeling of ejaculation came early.

The sheen and lubrication of trapped sweat traps us. She and the lower half of the porter’s body were trapped together in a narrow, dizzying vulgarity unbecoming of a noble elven archmage.

So I was ecstatic. Thinking about what if, I pulled out my genitals with my last patience.

However, the moment she placed it on Nenya’s stomach, she was already trembling silently and Nenya, who had long since climaxed, caught her breath and raised her body.

She then stuffed the tip of her penis into her mouth. I was horrified by her unexpected behavior, so I grabbed Nenya’s back as she knelt down and bit her lip.

A base liquid invaded the throat that resounded through the world with great magic. White juice appears on the pretty lips with a lively smile.

Even though I unconsciously sucked out the last drop and coughed a few times as if I couldn’t stand the feeling of the foreign body, which I did impulsively, Nenya didn’t take her melted gaze off of me. The blankets were a mess and our skin was cold, but we stared at it for a while.

“Are you making a living?”

It was then that I noticed someone’s gaze.

Nenya let out a long, impressive scream and grabbed the blanket. Then I rolled over to the side and covered myself up in a circle. It was a smart move, but I failed to follow that example. It’s because I was immersed in cold fear.

At the entrance to the cave, slightly higher than the inside, Leni Astala was crouching down and looking down at us. The pile of luggage that had been put up to block the wind had been pulled out and put away.

I was primarily thankful that Lenny wasn’t pulling out her sword. Her smile lingered on Leni’s lips as she held her chin in both hands.

The eyes were not smiling.

“If you are naked in sub-zero weather, you will catch a cold. Do you know that?”

“···Okay?”

“Please stop what you’re doing and come out. I’ve been waiting for you since about 3 minutes ago.”