Chapter 83 – Magic Tower (1)
“Ah…! Ah… !”
We communicate in different ways. With your hands, with your eyes, and with your body. Through the act of rubbing and sticking and stirring each other’s genitals, we learned more and more about what each other wanted.
As I grabbed Lumia’s hips and spread them apart, the pink petals moved with my movements. Rumia shook her red-hot face and grabbed my hand as if to push it away.
“Ah… ! Eh, Evan! Well, if you open it like that… !”
Her reaction was amusing, so when I opened it up and poked her with my fingers once more, I could see her shoulders trembling as obscene liquid flowed from her secret area. I applied the liquid to her finger, then slowly inserted it into her buttock.
“Aww… ! Ugh…! Ah… !”
As one of her index fingers moved in, Rumia banged her head on the soft mattress floor and rubbed her forehead, trying to resist her pleasure. I poked her ass with my fingers and at the same time I raised her body and began to push her lower back harder.
“Ah… ! Ah… ! Ah… ! Ok… ! Eh, Evan… ! This, like this… ! Inside like this… !”
I was about to dye my hair white too. Rumia reached out her hand to me with her plaintive voice, and I clung to her and ejaculated deep into her body.
“Aaaaa!”
As the white fluid poured into her womb, I could see her belly bulging slightly and her eyelids quivering.
Wet semen overflowed from her womb and spilled out through the fissures. I slumped in her place and pulled out my cock, and Rumia lay on the mattress, gasping for breath. On the bed soaked in sweat, another naked body broke her body.
Leaning against the wall, I looked around at the works I had created. Isabelle was lying on her floor, her dress half-naked, and Elena was barely crawling out of bed, holding on to her wobbly legs. Sofia lay on the bed with an ecstatic expression on her face, and she moved her body like a cat, sneaking up on her just-climaxed Rumia.
“Now, wait… ! Bar, because I just went… ! Ahhhhh… !”
Then she lightly slipped her fingers into Lumia’s sensitive cunt and began to play with her, stirring gently. Rumia gritted her teeth to push Sophia away, but her body, once indulged in her pleasure, couldn’t get enough strength.
“Ah… ! Oops… !”
As if begging me to look, Sofia grabbed both of her Rumia’s breasts and kneaded her like dough. I nodded her head as I watched her lewd behavior, and I took another look at Rumia’s figure, like a slave trader who came to watch her woman.
“Eh, Evan… ! Ah… !”
Sophia’s legs wrapped around Rumia. I forced her legs apart and made her most private parts visible to me. Her vagina, which had just received a sufficient amount of seeds, was pouring out a white, thick liquid as soon as it was opened.
That look was so vulgar that it was hard to believe that she had once been a high-ranking priest. The tattoo I had carved on her belly was shining brightly, and her Sophia’s hands were holding her breasts, emphasizing them.
My cock, which had shrunk, regained strength, and I approached Rumia and asked.
“Shall we do it one more time?”
At my question, Rumia stopped resisting Sofia and shyly nodded her head. There was no need for such a long language between us. All we needed was a clandestine agreement on the best stance.
“Ah… !”
Rumia hugged me again with a look on her face as her cock pierced her body deeply.
******
How many times have you had sex like that? The bedroom was full of semen. I had sex with Isabel on the window ledge. Directly under the window was Carlson’s grave, on which I loved to spit and have sex with Isabel.
Isabel, afraid that she might hear her naked body and moaning through her window, pulled the hem of her already naked body, trying to hide her vital parts or suppress her moaning. Of course, the end of her struggles and struggles finally came to a full climax, where she was hung like laundry on the window ledge, and carried onto the bed, leaving traces of the window sill on her belly.
Sophia was stretched across the carpet.
After having sex with her Lumia, she went out to drink her water for a while, grabbed her and fucked her like a dog. She flopped, flapping her wings, with her hips lifted towards me. Her tail was moving intermittently, but her blushing hips and smirk told her that her day was over.
Elena was leaning against the wall, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression. Several times, at the peak of her climax, she held her breath and touched her own face, then looked back at me and reddened her face. I was willing to show her all of her amazing positions from just before, if she wanted to.
Rumia was on the bed. A white fluid filled her breasts, belly, and even between her thighs and legs. I muttered as I sat in the seat next to her, looking at her misery.
“But when are you going to clean this up?”
When I came to my senses in the sweet pleasure, reality faced me.
******
A few days passed like that. We gathered in the cleanly cleaned master bedroom and chatted. It was because there were many things to prepare before heading to the Magic Tower in earnest. It was because Rumia had to bring various exorcism tools as Rumia did, and I also had to learn the rules of the Mage Tower so that I would not be considered suspicious by the wizards.
“You can only move around the Mage Tower if you have a pass issued by the Mage Tower above a certain number of floors. Master. For example, I heard that the Mage Tower where Mobius, who was one of Hero’s friends, lives, will take you straight to the basement to investigate unless you are wearing a certain gold-decorated badge. Even though the scale of the Radia Magic Tower is small, it will handle things in a similar way. The owner should be careful too. If you go upstairs on your own just because you want to fuck a pretty wizard, you could die.”
Climbing the tower and eating the pretty sleeping wizard was one of my plans. I clicked my tongue and thought about how to counterfeit this badge.
“It’s very tight and sloppy. Isn’t it just a matter of forging a badge somewhere or getting something roughly similar and wearing it?”
Sophia shook her head.
“Normal badges are just a trick, and in fact, spells are etched into the badge, distinguishing it as a specific mana signal shared only by the wizards of that mage tower. The badge emits a special mana signal, proving that this person isn’t suspicious. Even if you forge it, if you’re not that mage tower wizard, it’s useless because you don’t know the signal. Would you rather be tortured more harshly?”
“Anyway, if you don’t have a badge, you’re saying don’t go into the Mage Tower, right?”
“Huh. Master.”
I pondered and asked Sofia.
“By the way, isn’t there a guy called the branch manager in the Western Mage Tower?”
Sophia also shrugged his shoulders.
“I don’t know. I don’t even know the story of the branch manager. You must be very quiet.”
“Okay? Good luck then.”
It didn’t matter what the branch manager was doing. I just wanted you to stay calm while I went back and increased my power at my own pace. Rumia looked more cheerful as the date of her departure approached. Elena said, holding out her cookie towards Rumia.
“Rumia. Do you feel that good?”
“Yes. I can’t stand it because my heart is already pounding to go on a trip alone with Evan-nim.”
“So do i.”
Isabel said as if she was envious of seeing Rumia and her arm in arm as I said that.
“Envy you. Elena, how about we go on a trip with Evan sometime?”
“Lady. Say where we’re going For the time being, there are many things to prepare here. We need to make a town that is good enough for Evan and everyone else to live in peace.”
“That is also true. But… After that is over, I’m sure there will be time to go on a trip.”
“Perhaps, the madam’s ability will be recognized and we will find the madam again at the main house of Plancia.”
Isabel listened to Elena’s words and instead shook her head, frowning at her.
“Oh, I hate that. The people there are so rigid and unreciprocated. When my family grows, I think they will suddenly ask me to divorce Evan.”
We never got married, but Isabel and I were married on paper. My ex-husband died for a very reluctant reason, and since I was remarried, I ended up simply filling out the paperwork rather than holding a wedding ceremony.
A proper wedding was planned for when we had full control of the town and could afford it. I couldn’t divorce Isabel before the wedding. I took Isabel’s hand and said:
“Then you can turn everything upside down.”
‘Cause we’ve always been that way