Chapter 19 – Part 1 Hunter – Sisters Hunter, Minerva and Milene (2)

“Cheers!!”

After a successful adventure(?), The three of us shared a toast at a relatively high-end restaurant.

“You did a great job today, Yuzu! Eat a lot! I’m not living here!”

Mylene, her sister’s brother, speaks briskly, cutting up her meat and placing it in front of me. I also said thanks and ate the piece of meat with a fork.

Well. Delicious.
To be honest, as a petit bourgeois, I can’t tell if it’s high-quality or low-quality meat, but it’s not that it doesn’t feel as delicious as it is expensive.

After I joined the party, the named goblin subjugation quest that was a headache for them was completed in an instant. Afterwards, he went back and forth to the guild headquarters three times to complete the quest.
And now the three of us are having dinner celebrating this successful first party play.

“But to take down even the Goblin General in one shot…”

Minerva, her sister’s older sister, says a little vainly. She has a face that seems to have seen what she couldn’t see.

Yes yes There was also a guy who was a general or something on the topic of goblins. There were also unusual things such as normal goblins, goblin archers who shoot arrows, and goblin shamans who use magic as subordinates. Of course, it was all in one room.

And the Goblin General is said to be the strongest monster among the monsters encountered in the Gray Forest, but originally it was a monster that several parties jointly challenged or something.

Something like this~ It was a situation where I was losing my pulse as I was expecting a battle worthy of a battle. I feel like the adventurer I thought of when I was younger and the me now are a bit different.

“But how is Yuzu so strong? Are you really an archer like me?”
“It’s because I’m lucky to draw.”
“Lie. You mean that’s a billing benefit? God bless you.”
“Yes. I admit that it was due to billing to some extent.”

It’s not to some extent, but it’s actually thanks to the 120% billing benefit, but I can’t honestly disclose everything.
Because a good man needs a sense of mystery too!

“Ah! I’m envious! I want to get rid of it in one shot by receiving billing benefits.”
“It’s about 1 out of 100 people who get billed, so there’s nothing you can do if you don’t get it. It’s better to just think it’s not there from the beginning.”
“Ah~ Is Yuzu talking about that? But aren’t all the people who receive billing benefits as strong as Yuzu? Isn’t Yuzu a case that only comes out in real stories?”
“Well. This is an early hunting ground, so it only looks like that, and in fact, if you go to a higher place, there will be people who are much better.”

The conversation during the meal was almost in the form of Millene throwing up a topic and I chit-chatting. Minerva didn’t particularly participate in our conversation, just quietly filling her stomach.

“By the way, sister, for some reason, I’m still feeling low today. What’s not good?”

Her younger sister Milene asked if such an older sister bothered her.

“Yeah no, it’s okay. I’m a little tired.”
“Really? Well, fortunately.”

Milene tilted her head, but focused again on her prey on the plate.
Meanwhile, her older sister, Minerva, glares at me with resentful eyes that her younger sister doesn’t. I just smile at Minerva like that.

Whoops. Actually, I’m still stroking her calf with mine under the table.
Mylene, is your sister being harassed by the man you admire? I didn’t know that, and I was smiling happily while mumbling meat in my mouth. Replying to @Corona

At first, Minerva trembled and showed cute reactions when touched by me, but it seems that she developed tolerance while pursuing her when opportunities arise during party hunting. Even now, while secretly teasing her legs, she calmly eats food. Human conformity is great.

“Is it okay for the two of you to stay here today? I’ll set you up for a double room.”
“Is Yuzu paying for the accommodation fee? What should I do because I’m sorry?”

Mylene said in a voice that didn’t seem sorry at all.

“In spite of paying for it, I’ll treat you to a full course today. To celebrate the first day of our party.”
“Thank you Yuzu! Cool! I love you!”

Milene shrewdly came to my neck.
She is hugging her younger sister on one side and sexually harassing her older sister behind her back on the other side. What a wonderful situation! I couldn’t hide the corners of her lips going up.

“This lodging seems to have a bathhouse, so wash up today and take a good rest.”
“Yes!”

And when I finish eating and stand up, I whisper so that only Minerva can hear.

‘Come to my room after taking a bath.’

It was quite a sight to see Minerva frozen in her place.

*

Late at night.
After taking a bath, I was lying on my back, admiring the feel of the soft bed I had laid down on for the first time in my life.

After all, luxury lodgings are different. Sorry to Maria, but it’s on a different level.
On the table next to the bed, there was white wine and bunches of grapes. And as a petit bourgeois, I was wondering if I might end up using a gourd if I ate that, stretching my hand up and down.
Just then, he heard the knock he had been waiting for.

“Come in.”

The midnight guest was, as expected, Minerva.

A thin shirt with short shorts. Her red hair, down to her shoulders, was damp and shiny. Her healthy legs exposed under her shorts and well-proportioned breasts are also attractive.

In time, she was a completely different person. Compared to her scruffy appearance by day, she looked as if her ruby ​​had been carved out of ore.

“What’s your business?”

Minerva threw her words coldly.

“You’re not in such a hurry. Would you like to sit next to me?”

I patted the side of the bed I was sitting on and suggested Minerva.
After a bit of hesitation, she sat down with enough space between them for the two of them to sit.
You are very limited Well, it’s natural.

“Do you hate me that much?”
“…Not even like that at first. When I got help, I expected it…But now I think it’s the worst.”

It wasn’t just ‘no’, but an answer as sincere as her personality came back. In the end, though, it was the worst.

“It’s too much. But to the person who helped.”
“After doing that…!”
“Don’t be so angry. You’ve done your best in your own way, right?”

I’m just saying it’s a pierced mouth, but it’s true.
As you can see, there are many people in this world who have become hunters but cannot do it properly. It’s not just them who need help.

“There are many people who want to get help, even by using their bodies. Then, instead of helping them, there are many people who meet bad people and are only used by them. There are also people who treat such poor people like slaves. “

Minerva still glared at him, but said no more accusing words.

Of course, there will be others who want to help for free, unlike me.
But I mean, how many people really do help others with good intentions and for nothing in return? And how many people will be honored like saints for such good deeds?
That kind of thing only happens in stories. Rather, even if there is a person who really helps with good intentions, such a person is only used and treated as a hukou by those who try to help.

Take Minerva’s younger sister Milene, for example.
Milene is cleverly cheering me up and cheering me up. She’s flattering me with words and using her moderate skinship to make fun of me, so that she can use my strength for her sake. (Of course, this is just what she is so mistaken for, although in reality her older sister is being shamed behind her.)

Maybe this is too harsh an assessment for her. Milene said that she was just acting like that unconsciously, and in fact she may be genuinely grateful.
But there are definitely people who actually do that.

If I also helped these sisters with a pure heart, I would say, ‘Thank you. So goodbye.’ And it would have been over. Then there would be no situation where Minerva was sitting on my bed like this.

“I’m a person who pays for what I’ve received, so at least it’s better than rolling my body in the wrong place.”
“…What do you want from me?”
“You already knew when you were called to this room, right?”

I took Minerva’s hand. Then she took her hand and kissed her lightly on the tip of her finger.

“They are pretty hands. They grew up without knowing hardships. Are they actually from a good family?”
“…That doesn’t matter, does it?”
“No, there’s a relationship. I’m the kind of person who wants to hold a woman, not just her body, but everything.”
“…If you want my body, you can do whatever you want. But all I’m selling is my body. I don’t intend to sell my soul.”

Minerva removed my hand and rose from her seat. She then started undressing herself.
She took off her shirt and shorts, just two pieces, revealing her bare body.
She wasn’t even wearing her underwear. She must have already expected her to be like this.

“It’s a beautiful body.”

I honestly felt that way.
Well-trained slender body. Properly sized breasts with pale colored nipples standing at their ends.
The pubic hair, the same color as her hair, was on the lighter side and looked soft. From the shape of the tightly closed vertical 1-shaped crack beneath it, you could tell that she hadn’t accepted a man yet.
Her white skin is stained slightly red with shame. But she never lost her resolute expression.

More than anything, I liked the willful eyes.

“Promise me one thing. Don’t touch my sister.”

Well, to some extent, that was to be expected.

“Okay. I promise you won’t touch me.”
“…Please refuse even in the opposite situation.”
“Well. If I’m forcibly attacked, I can’t help it because I’m weak.”

I smiled and pulled Minerva’s hand and led her to her bed. She climbed onto the bed as my hand guided her without much resistance.

I lay Minerva upright on her bed and I undress her too. Minerva turns her head and looks away, as if she doesn’t want to see me like that.

He takes off all of her clothes, climbs on top of her, and puts her hand on her chest. And slowly move her fingers as if savoring.
Plump skin. It is an elastic chest that pushes my fingers away.

“Minerva, do you have any experience of being held by a man?”
“…”

Minerva averted her gaze and did not answer. Even if the answer was expected, she wanted to hear it directly from her own mouth. Would you mind taking this as a means to check it out for yourself?

“Minerva. I’ll kiss you.”

When she got closer to her face, the reaction returned.

“…The right to veto?”
“Nothing will start without a kiss.”

I just said that and took her lips.
Minerva also tried to turn her head reluctantly at first, but as I held her chin in her hand and led her along, she reluctantly accepted.

At first, a small kiss of lips to lips. And she sucked harder and harder on her lips. Minerva held her lips tightly closed as if to stand up to me.

It’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a woman I really hate. Of course, all the things to do after this are the first.
A relationship made with money. There is no love there
Tears welled up in Minerva’s eyes.
I pretended not to see it and squeezed both of her breasts with force. Minerva tossed and turned in pain, but she didn’t make a weak sound.

She doesn’t intend to give you a gentle hug. She may be overthinking it, but she probably doesn’t want that either.
So I decided to embrace Minerva as her desires were directed.

She let go of her lips and lifted her waist. She kept her eyes shut. Taking my hands off her poor breasts, which had left marks in the form of my hands, I went down.
Spread her stiffly closed legs with both hands. Minerva seemed to refuse, but she gave up and opened her own legs.

A place you shouldn’t show to anyone but the man you love. That she was showing me for her money.

I wouldn’t have trimmed the plot separately. The neatly grown red hair forms the most beautiful shape in its natural state. And the most secret part of her that was covered with hair was her mouth, like her closed crotch, hiding its inner flesh.

I lightly stroked her pubic hair, which felt strange, and opened her tightly closed opening with the thumbs of both hands and dared to peer inside.
The beautiful bright red flesh is revealed by my hand. The weak flesh on the inside that was always hidden. It was pitiful to see her nervously trembling, probably because she was exposed to the unfamiliar air.

As if enduring her humiliation, Minerva gripped her bedsheet so tightly that her hands went white. I put the tip of her index finger into her defenseless hole.

“Big…!”

Is she enduring pain or shame or both?
It’s a much smaller finger than my son’s, but it doesn’t seem to fit easily. It must have never been used.
Instead of forcefully inserting my fingers, I brought my lips together.

“Ah… Ugh… Ugh!”

Stick out your tongue and lick from bottom to top. As her tongue touched an inner part unfamiliar with her stimulation, Minerva twisted her body in disapproval. She herself would like to show her attitude resolutely, but this was an unavoidable reaction of her body that she could not control with her will.

I restrained her struggling lower body and continued her stimulation of her vagina. There was a weak scent of soap in Minerva’s place. There was hardly any obscene smell that I like.

A place that even feels sacred is polluted by a man he doesn’t even love.
Inside her, along with her pretentious sympathy for her, was the strange excitement of carving her scars on her beautiful woman.

She had been fondling her for a while, but her vagina was barely wet. I feel like I am being tested on my ability as a man.
To be honest, I can’t help it because I wanted to put it in quickly from a while ago. However, if you recklessly put it in, it will really hurt.
I don’t mind if you force it, but the first experience was so painful that I might not let you do it again. It is unforgivable to end up hugging such a nice woman once.

Are there any tools that might help?
I took a careful look at the room.
If you apply wine… No, it won’t work. By squeezing grapes? What a stupid idea this is…

Huh? What is that?
I find a small bottle lying on the side of my bed, open the lid, and smell it. It smelled kind of sweet.

Dip it in your hand and lick it. It tasted strange.
But it’s sticky like honey, like love juice…

…Is it! Is this the love gel you’ve only heard about?!
Also luxurious accommodation. I knew something like this existed, but I never thought it would be placed in every room.

I squeezed the liquid that looked like love gel into my hand. And I smeared it on my son.
As I approached Minerva after completing her preparations, she was looking at me with her anxious eyes.

“Don’t worry, it’s not strange. It’s a slippery gel. Minerva doesn’t like to shut down because it’s torn, right?”

I decided to accept her silence as an affirmation.
Once again, I squeezed the gel into my hand and carefully applied it around her hole. I want to apply it on the inside too, but I can’t help it because I can’t tear the hymen with my fingers.

“Minerva. Then I’ll put it in. It will hurt, but take a deep breath and relax your body. It hurts more when you’re nervous.”

Minerva’s expression seemed ready, but she couldn’t hide the trembling of her lips.
How would it feel to have her virginity stolen by a man she disliked? As a man, I’ll never know.

I spread Minerva’s thighs as far as they could go, pinned her glans to her mouth, and slowly pushed her waist out in front of her.

“Ugh, keuh…”

Only the tip of her son’s head barely entered her entrance.
I’ve been told to take her power off, but to no avail. Minerva was giving her strength to the point where the outer lines of her abs rose.

A woman’s abs are mysteriously attractive. With that thought in mind, I stroked Minerva’s stomach. A hard core is felt under her soft skin. It’s definitely a different feeling than men.
Did Minerva take my actions as a sign that she should lose her power? Suddenly, she felt the strength drain from her body.
And I didn’t miss that moment and pushed it all the way to the inside at once.

Poochit, I thought I heard a voice.

My son tore Minerva’s hymen, pushed the tightly closed vaginal canal to open the way, and stuck her head into the innermost dead end before stopping.

Ah.
Hot enough to melt, dazzlingly ecstatic.
I was given the maiden of Minerva.

“…Kyaaaaa!!”

And a moment later, a scream echoed from Minerva’s tear.