Chapter 12: Night Party of the Beasts 2
As night approached, the atmosphere in the pioneer village changed drastically.
All the children who had been playing outside were called home and told to go to sleep early tonight.
The adults, armed only with masks, hoods, and light clothing, gathered sparsely at the entrance to the thicket to the north of the village.
Until they enter the thicket, the villagers seem somewhat agitated, but as calm as possible as they converse with each other. However, when the white smoke of the monster-repelling incense drifted from behind the thicket, each of those present dispersed to the shade of the trees, took off their clothes, put on the handmade masks and hoods they had brought with them, and gathered again at the entrance to the forest.
By this time, a distinctly strange atmosphere had passed among the villagers, especially the men, who had their phallic glands rising at the sight of the naked women's bodies
When everyone had put on their masks and hoods, Christo quietly emerged from the shadows of the trees where he had been hiding and joined the edge of the group.
In front of him were two female bodies, one corpulent and in her forties, and the other thin and in her teens.
The one in her forties had an itchy back, and she had her right arm behind her back from the back of her head, scratching the skin with her fingers. She couldn't reach it well because of her body's bulk. She twisted her upper body, wrinkling the fatty flesh on her back.
Her unkempt armpits were exposed, and Christo thought he smelled pheromones. The middle-aged woman turned to the teen and said, [Scratch me]. As she did, he could see her thick bush of pubic hair and sagging underbelly. Her buttocks were so thick when viewed from directly across that if he was to insert it into that thing, he would have to thrust so far into it that he would crush the buttocks to reach the deepest part.
The teenage girl, on the other hand, had a thin buttock, although her belly was a little flabby.
She was a woman in her forties―― probably it was her daughter that was scratching her mother's back, but she was standing with her legs shoulder-width apart, and from Christo's position, he could only see her buttocks and inner thighs, and the crack was hidden behind her buttocks and thighs.
"Here you go, little erotic-kun."
While he was watching the two nearest women intently, he smelled the delicious scent of juniper perfume coming from behind him, and he received a peck on the back of his head.
When he turned around, Laira was standing there with a winter cloak wrapped around her body.
She wore a white cape and a fox mask. Her rich black hair was pulled back in a bun.
With her hair tied up, her pure white nape was exposed. A few strands of hair that could not be pulled into a bun bounced off the white nape of her neck.
"Why don't you take off your cloak? For some reason, it doesn't feel cold when this white smoke wraps around us."
"No, I'm usually too embarrassed to take it off. Look, there are people like me who wear blankets, and I'll hide them until the last possible moment."
"It's the difference between later or earlier. Besides, if you don't take off your clothes for a long time, you'll end up attracting attention."
Laira reflexively looked at the square at Christo's words.
The men were only excited by the naked women nearby and were not paying attention to Laira at the moment. But she gave up, as if it was only a matter of time. She let out a single sigh and said, [It can't be helped. I'll take it off].
"Yeah, take it off, take it off."
"Then, handsome-kun, let’s go into the shade together."
"Eh, why?"
"Because if I'm going to expose my naked body, I want you to be the first to see me naked."
Laira said so and gently pulled Christo's hand.
"I'm still in the mood to wait. Let's show each other in the shade over there. It's been a while since I've seen you naked."
"I don't mind."
"That's good. The atmosphere of a one-night-only love has come out. Ah, just to make sure, I have no intention of breaking the relationship between you and your wife. You can rest assured of that."
"Of course. I want you to treat me with moderation."
"Ahaha. What do you mean by moderation?"
They went into the shade of a tree about five meters away from where the naked mother and daughter were standing.
He wonders if the white smoke also works as an insect repellent, or if it's just that it's early spring and there aren't many insects.
Laira, leaning her back against the trunk of the oak tree, squeezed her hands around her cloak, and stared up at Christo. She didn't look particularly embarrassed, and there was a smile on her face, as if she was enjoying the situation.
"Then I'll take it off."
The hand holding the cloak slowly unfolds.
First, her white shoulders are exposed.
The fabric of the cloak loosens and flutters down to around her arms.
Laira, however, did not move her hands completely away from in front of her chest.
The cloak did not fall any further, revealing only her white shoulders and a deep cleavage, not as deep as Patricia's.
"Yep, I'll keep it this way."
"Oi"
"Ah. I'm just kidding. ――Here."
Even though she was spreading her hands as if to tease him, it only took a moment before she became naked.
This time Laira opened her hands without hesitation.
The cloak spread out like the wings of a bat, revealing Laira's pure white limbs in the center.
Well-treated armpits.
Fairly large white twin hills.
The twin hills are firm and protrude forward.
Many of the village women's breasts looked sagging due to a lack of muscles or bad posture, but Laira was not like that. She was also an adventurer, and her breasts were well-shaped as she had been training for a long time.
At the top of the bulge is the areola.
The radius of the areola was no larger than the tip of a pinky finger.
The area was clearly smaller than average.
The areola was dark in color.
The nipples in the center were also small and modest.
Her waist was well defined.
Women in the royal capital were forced to use corsets to try to create a thin waist due to their rich diet, but Laira had a beautiful body line like a wild cat. Her abdomen also had a soft texture. Her navel was small, as were her nipples.
And then―― the lower abdomen.
Laira's bottom was well-groomed and her dark pubic hair was trimmed short.
He can barely see the crack.
Only the lower apex of the inverted triangle of the inguinal area was hidden.
Her legs were also thin and toned, slender and long.
The calf muscles seemed a little thicker, probably because she was walking a lot.
Overall, the body has the beauty of a wild cat.
However, her distinctive areolas, navel, fluffy texture of her abdomen, and well-groomed pubic hair were strangely vivid and aroused him.
"Aha. You're staring at me. Gross."
"Gross?"
"Meaning disgusting. Recent buzzword."
It's the end of the world for something like that to become popular.
She was attracted to Laira's white limbs that seemed to float in the darkness.
When he thrusts his erect penis around Laira's navel as if to show it to her, she let out an excited sigh. Laira's breath hits his chest hair.
She seemed to be using breath freshener, and it smelled fresh and citrusy.
"It's true that you have pubic hair."
He reached for it.
The short pubic hair was smooth and soft at the tips.
As he probed deep into the bush with his finger, he touched her mucous membrane.
It was already soaking wet.
"Yes, to an extent."
Suddenly, her right leg was raised.
A layer of muscle and fat separated on the inside of her thigh, and the fat part hung down.
The back of her foot, smooth to the touch, lifted his ball sack.
Laira only smiled.
On the other hand, the slit eyes are still not smiling.
"The festival hasn’t even started yet. You have to be patient, you know?"
The back of her foot stroked the swollen, paralyzed muscle of the penis. The back of the foot, which had gone down to the neck of the penis, went down again and put a lot of pressure on the ball sack and the base of the manhood. A frustrating numbness propagated through the lower half of his body, as if he could ejaculate from that alone.
"But this is killing me alive."
"If you can't stand it no matter what, I'll pull it out with my foot."
"Are you going to kick me?"
"I won't. If my soles were not soiled, I would have stepped on them, but now they are dirty with leaves. I can't help but feel sorry for it."
"It's surprising. I didn't expect you to care about it."
"Oh my, handsome-kun. Could it be that you forgot how I do it?"
Laira giggles and picks herself up from the trunk of the tree.
Her cloak falls to the ground.
Her beautiful face is just inches away from his chest.
Her breath ruffled his chest hair.
Laira smiled a lecherous smile, however, she touched his erection with a gentle touch. To borrow Laira's words, a gross swollen reddish-black penis is pressed against the smooth white flesh of her inner thigh.
Before he knew it, the penis was sandwiched between her thigh and hand.
The white hand traced the penis, which was dripping with juices, and applied pressure to it in a teasing manner.
――The sensation was so pleasurable that he felt his hips buckle.
"Guh"
"I...... never once did anything that handsome-kun didn't want to do, did I? This bullying is not the same as the deputy director Margrett. I was proud of the fact that I was different from her, even though we were both bullies. I always tried to make you feel good. I thought that even if I didn't say it out loud, you would have noticed my consideration......"
"D-don't joke around."
"Huh? Maybe handsome-kun didn't like being bullied by me?"
"Kuh... I also have pride. I don't accept being treated like that by a woman!"
"Hmm?"
The ball bag is wrapped and rubbed softly.
He was struck by a sensation as if his strength was being drained away.
"Uguoohh..."
"Ahaha. You really haven't changed at all. Here, let's rub it more~."
"Ooohh..."
After three years of developing each other's feelings with each other's bodies, Laira's hands perfectly caressed him. Her slit eyes distorted like those of a carnivore in sight of its prey.
"Small fry."
"Agh"
"Weakling."
"Ooh... fuoh, ooh!"
"Ahaha, you're so pathetic, shaking your hips all by yourself. Handsome-kun, you say something like that and end up with a small fry penis."
"Ooohh"
"I'll let you ejaculate in a humiliating defeat for a small fry cock. I'll make a ring with my fingers and squeeze the neck with this much force~"
"Aahhh"
"You shouldn't bend your back."
Hands are wrapped around his back and she pulls him in.
Laira's soft bulge pressed against the lower part of his chest.
The smell of refreshing perfume and the smell of citrus breath.
Laira herself was also excited to smell his body odor, opening her mouth and breathing moistly.
"Give up and ejaculate."
She handled it with her fingers.
It feels better than handling it himself.
The neck of the penis was stimulated with a steady rhythm.
The glans, sticky with the juices, pressed against the soft flesh of her inner thighs, rubbing against her skin each time she handled it, giving him the pleasure that made his hips buckle.
In addition, her free hand gently rubbed his ball sack.
"It's okay. Let it out."
Laira whispered while licking his chest together with his chest hair.
Mixed with the refreshing smell, the smell of Laira's own saliva rises up.
"Ejaculation countdown. Three... two..."
"Ooohh, ooohhhh!"
"Shut up. Keep your voice down. One... there."
"Fuoooohh!"
Spuurt*, spuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuurt*! Spurt*, spuuuuuuurt*
Spuuurt*, spuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuurt*, spurt*, spuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*!
"………… Aha, as usual, not good."
Laira's mouth twists into a smile.
"It's sticky. Well, it's okay, we're outside."
"Uu, uu, fuu, oh..."
"Handsome-kun, it’s a non-human ejaculation, as usual...... If you let it out like this, I’ll want to keep you as a sex slave again."
"Kuh, are you... going to cuckold me?"
"Hmm, it's not cuckold if your wife doesn't find out, is it?"
"Stop... don't cuckold me... I don't want to fall into darkness...!"
"Don't say cool things when you're about to participate in an orgy."
Lyra pressed her chest and crouched down on the spot.
And the penis that is dripping semen in a semi-erect state
"Ahh~m"
"――――!? Aahhh."
She sucks it into her mouth.
The penis was wrapped in a warm mucous membrane.
When he looked down reflexively, he could see Laira's beautiful nose with the mask shifted.
Her thin, shapely lips sucked the heinous penis all the way to the base, slowly moving back and forth.
The penis was lightly sucked, and he felt the semen remaining in the urethra being sucked out.
The slippery tongue nibbled at the urethra and gently licked around the neck, penetrating the skin of the penis to cleanse every inch of it.
"Uu, kuh, that technique, is bad. Ohh."
"Nhh... I'm sorry, but can you stop moving your hips? It's a little bit hard to do it."
"Kuh"
"Alright, good boy."
Laira lifts the edge of her mouth and then takes the penis back into her mouth to serve him again.
Naturally, the penis was completely erect again due to the thorough blowjob.
"Nhh~~~~, npah"
Lips that are thinly painted red parted from the towering penis.
However, between the glans and lips, there was a thread of semen.
Yes, it's over―― Laira said that softly and licked her lips, then reapplied the mask to her face.
She stood up quickly and held out the cloak she had been wearing.
"Can you clean my thighs too? You can clean up afterward, right?"
"Y-yeah……"
"Ahaha. [Y-yeah]. What happened all of a sudden? You've only had one shot. Keep that confident look on your face, as always."
"Ah……"
"I mean, doesn't your wife do this for you?"
"It's none of your business."
"That's right. It's none of my... nhh."
"What's up?"
While he was wiping her thighs, he looked up at her, who suddenly let out a seductive sigh.
Laira wiped the semen off the edge of her mouth with her finger and brought it to her mouth.
"No. I drank your semen."
She says this with a smile on her face.
Her trimmed bush of pubic hair gave off a thick female scent.
"I forgot that I've already fallen for your penis."
× × ×
He cut between Laira's thighs against the oak tree.
When he traced her thighs, buttocks, and the back of her knees, which glowed pale in the dark, her hips shook, and the scent of the female scent from the bushes became even stronger.
The smell of Laira's pussy is a sultry type of odor, similar to Gwendolyn's.
The area around her crotch was already soggy and wet from the love juices she had secreted while giving a blowjob, but the smell and the fact that she had kept her pubic hair in place did not make her look dirty.
"You're looking too much. Pervert"
A white hand caresses his hair.
However, Laira's hand seemed to hold the back of his head and lead him to her secret part.
He blew on the inside of her thigh and teased her.
Then, he was forced to stick to the black bush as if saying that such a thing is unnecessary.
An animalistic smell mixed with a thin smell of urine.
The pubic hair was against his mouth, and slimy lewd fluid stuck to it.
The arms that were around her hips from the backs of her thighs to her buttocks restrained her hips.
He pressed Laira against the trunk of the oak tree, lifting her up from below.
"Does your back hurt?"
"It's okay. It's surprisingly smooth. Maybe it's because it's a young tree."
"That's good."
"As expected, handsome-kun is kind. I like that about you."
"Are you hitting on me?"
"Aha, you're overly self-conscious. Just let me have some fun too."
When Laira said so, she split her legs open.
The black bushes―― the thin peach-colored lewd cleft hidden beneath it is visible.
The labia were more developed than he remembered, but the rest of it was unshaped and beautifully colored.
It didn't look like the genitals of a woman who was playing around.
Perhaps sensing his puzzlement, Laira opened her mouth.
"I went out to the city and looked for a sex slave who is better than you."
"Did you find it?"
"I didn't find one. I mean, I never met anyone. My boss is as good-looking as you are, but he likes men, even though he is a man. Our sexual tastes probably don't match. For what it's worth, you're probably the best sex slave I've ever had."
"Stop it."
"Do you hate me that much? Well, that's fine. It's absolutely impossible for me to get married and have a family, so if you're willing to be my sex friend, that's fine with me.... nhh."
The subcutaneous fat next to the cleft is spread to the left and right with a finger.
A pink petal spread out.
Her small, assertive clitoris was already erect, and her small, secret hole was twitching and squirming in time with her breathing.
Whenever the hole moved, clear fluid would overflow from within, and when it could no longer maintain its spherical shape, it trickled down to the ground from her buttocks.
"Ah"
He sucked on her drooling hole.
Sticking the trimmed pubic hair in the mouth, stuck his tongue.
A harsh odor spreads in his mouth, and her breathing naturally becomes rough.
"Nhh... kuh... ah... g-go ahead."
He places his tongue on the small clitoris and sends stimulation with slow movements.
With just that, Laira squeezed her thighs together and wiggled her buttocks.
He held her movements in place with the strength of his arms and continued his slow oral ministrations.
"Nhh."
She bit her fingers and swallowed a charming moan.
With her thighs closed, Laira unnaturally restrained her lower body.
While she was doing this, he was licking and cleaning her clitoris relentlessly, when she suddenly began to tremble and shake, her breath coming out loudly and erratically.
He felt the fingers that had been stroking the hair on his head relax.
Laira held her breath for a few seconds before trembling and climaxing.
As usual, she climaxed as soon as he gave her cunnilingus.
Even after she climaxed, she pressed her hips as if begging for the disposal of the lewd liquid.
He had no reason to refuse, so he licked her slit from top to bottom with the tip of his tongue.
And then from bottom to top.
Sucking on her clitoris, sticking his teeth over the foreskin, and caressing her entire vagina with his tongue again.
When he stiffened his tongue and inserted it into her vagina, Laira's crotch opened wide.
"Nhh... ah... that's, good. It's really good."
She never lies when it comes to s*x.
If she doesn't feel comfortable, she'll scorn him and say he's not very good at it, and on the contrary, she will openly show him that she feels good. This made it easier for him to caress her and simply enjoy himself because he could see her reactions.
"Hey, don't try to check my womb."
When he removed his mouth from her slit and inserted his finger to open it, she lightly hit his forehead.
He had no choice but to go back to caressing her again.
Laira suddenly started gasping again and immediately climaxed.
"Hah, haa … nhh… ah… dangerous, maybe … Amazing, I climaxed."
"Did it accumulate?"
"Yeah, it's been five years since I've been with a man."
"That's"
"That's right, the last time I have done it was with handsome-kun. Is it bad?"
"No."
"It looks like the festival is about to begin."
After regulating her breathing, Laira supported her body while staggering a little.
Christo stood up, stretched his neck out from the shade of the tree, and looked towards the square.
"Everyone has started moving. Besides, there are signs that many things are coming from the depths of the forest."
"Probably the [Oracles]."
"Oracle. Is it the beautiful woman sent by the god of the swamp?"
"That's right, but it's not correct as a definition. Oracle is a word that refers to a shrine maiden."
"Shrine maiden?"
Laira lightly pats Christo's arm for supporting her in a gentlemanly manner and says, [Thank you].
"Yes, shrine maiden. A prophetess who serves the gods and brings the word of the gods to the people. The oracles of the god of the swamp look like human beings, but they probably aren't."
"You know a lot about them."
"Because I did an interview in this village."
After saying that, she took Christo's hand.
"Let's go. I'm a little excited to see what the festival is like. I wonder if this is what they call feeling like a child again."
Christo replied that he probably didn't think so, and went out from behind the oak tree with Laira.
They put their hoods on and put their masks back on.
The naked villagers began to move in droves in the direction of the white incense that repelled monsters.
× × ×
From the entrance of the thicket, they proceed along the forest path.
They must have walked for about 20 minutes or nearly two kilometers.
He was so worried that he would violate the boundaries of the non-aggression pact with the god of the swamp.
Eventually, they came to a forest square created by excessive logging.
Surrounded by fences and devices for hanging incense to repel monsters, it was several times larger than the forest entrance square they had just been in.
A large fire was burning in the center of the square, surrounded by several tables with meat, fish, and nuts on them.
The masks of the villagers, unlike those of Christo and Laira, had their mouths cut off to make it easier for them to eat and drink. Most of the masks were modeled after goats or wolves, with foxes and rabbits being in the minority. Aside from foxes, rabbits may not be popular because the ears are difficult to carve.
(The mother and daughter who were at the entrance to the forest.)
With his demon eyes, which can easily see through the darkness, Christo spots two women to the right of the campfire.
In front of the mother and daughter are several men with long, half-erect manhoods crowded around them.
They were eating in a friendly atmosphere, but in fact, the men seemed to be after the two females.
He doesn't know about the daughter, but the mother was exposing her naked body to them, knowing that she was being exposed to the men's degrading s*xuality. He could sense from her gestures that she was feeling superior as she felt the men's bloodshot eyes on her body.
Like them, most of the people were enjoying their meal first, but some of them had already entered the shade of the trees and started to have s*x.
First of all, they started caressing each other―― or so he thought, but there were groups like Christo and Laira who had warmed up in advance and were already interacting violently.
(That young girl, the one who was weeding with a smile on her face during the day.)
Christo finds a girl surrounded by men next to a shade of the tree, just barely within reach of the campfire's light.
Brown hair.
Slightly chubby body type.
Probably old enough to be an adult.
Her armpit hair and crotch hair were both thick for a girl her age.
"Oh, oohhh! More please! Cock, cock!"
"You're a nasty child. Here, I'll give you a cock."
The men crowd around the girl, pressing their penises against her chestnut hair, her hairy, smelly armpits, and her flabby belly.
She was already riding on a man's penis from behind her, and she was sucking a farmer's big penis while dripping white juice.
"Lick it"
"Nbu, kiss*, kiss*, suck*, suck*, suck*."
"Ooh, my cock is melting...!"
"Hey, eat my cock too."
"Ah, that feels good. Shake your hips some more."
"Y-yes, oohhh, too biiiigg."
The men grab her by the arms, hold her, and skewer her to the base of the big penis of the lying man. The girl stuck out her tongue and yellow excrement spurted from her slutty cleft.
Beside them, the mother and daughter were being attacked by the men.
The daughter is embraced by an old man with dirty warts showing in his arms and placed on his lap, and her secret hole is relentlessly caressed.
The mother was surrounded by three men.
One of the men sat on the ground and the mother sat on top of him.
Instead of having his penis inserted into her vagina, she had sucked the object into her anus.
And she is violently pushed up while being strangled.
Two other men were sitting on either side of her, rubbing her legs, grabbing her arms, and licking and sucking her armpits.
"Ohii, ohooohh."
"Asshole bastard, ma'am. Your cunt's twitching hungrily."
"Ooh, cumming! I'm cumming from my asshole, cumming, cumming, cumming, ooh, ohooohh!"
"Nahh... u-uncle, something is strange."
"Does it feel good? It's going to make you feel better too. Let's feel good together."
"Haa, fumyu… nhh… ah, hauuunhh”
"Ooh, that's perfect. It looks like you're going to give birth to a lot of healthy children."
(An orgy party, it's been a while, but it's still exciting)
Christo looked around while eating his meal.
Some of the groups were quite loud, while others were quietly doing their thing in the corner of the square.
As an evaluation, the inconspicuous male-female couple who continued to do it silently in the corner seemed to be the most proactive.
And then, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Laira hiding in the shade of a tree, so he took some food at random and brought it to her. The plate was a large wooden plank.
"If you have free time, eat this."
"Thank you. handsome-kun, if you want to join, go and join. I'll be waiting here."
"I'll do so"
"Could you come back when you are done? We only did it a little so I might want you."
"I understand."
"Also, that's the Oracle."
Laira pointed.
Ahead of her gaze, women, obviously clad in a different mood from the villagers, were carrying meals and acting as partners for those who had no partners. The women's eyes were covered with masks, but their faces were so well-defined that even through the masks one could recognize them. Their hair color varied from gold to black.
"Maybe I should try and catch one."
"Let me know what you think later"
"Yeah"
Christo nodded and moved away from the tree where Laira was waiting.
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