Ch.244Side Story: School Trip – 4

Finding the two of them wasn’t difficult. Their footprints, though faint, stretched along the beach, and from where the tracks ended, I could use detection magic to locate them.

I followed the magical trace to where they were. Near a large rock, I found Latina and Leona sitting face-to-face. As soon as I saw them, I spoke in an exasperated voice.

“…What on earth are you two doing here?”

I couldn’t help it. They weren’t just sipping the alcohol they’d taken—they were drinking straight from the bottles, using them like trumpets.

Empty bottles were scattered carelessly around them, and I couldn’t see anything besides alcohol. I pressed my fingers against my brow. Don’t tell me they’ve been drinking without any food.

“Hic… *hiccup*… Mira… izzat you?”

Latina turned toward me with a dazed expression. Her eyes were completely unfocused, and her tongue was so twisted she could barely pronounce words. Her body swayed as if performing some kind of interpretive dance.

I picked up one of the bottles lying around. Valentine’s 21-year, 40% alcohol. The bottle next to it had a similar alcohol content. So did the ones they were drinking from like trumpets.

The two of them continued gulping down what they were holding, ignoring the fact that I was staring at them while half-clutching the back of my neck. The contents, which had been about two-thirds full, were emptied in one go. I was amazed they could drink like that.

“I’m confiscating this.”

First, I took the bottles from their hands. Then I gathered all the empty bottles scattered around and put them in one place, and placed the only unopened bottle in the seawater to keep it from getting hot in the sand.

I sat the two of them down on the beach. No matter how physically capable they were, kneeling on rocks would hurt.

“Alco… hol… pleeeease… Mira…”

“Miraaaa… give us… the drinks… don’t be meeeean…”

The two of them were swaying and reaching out their arms. I used magic to press their foreheads, making them sit still, and said:

“What alcohol? Looking at you two, one more drink and you’ll be heading for the grave.”

“But we have… healing magic…”

“You said it. You have healing magic and you’re still this drunk?”

They seemed to be acting up more because the bottles were still visible. I moved the pile of bottles somewhere out of sight.

Even at a glance, there were more than ten bottles. I inwardly clicked my tongue. Should I be grateful they were still conscious after the two of them had emptied so many bottles of 40% alcohol? Without any food, no less.

Once the alcohol disappeared from their sight, the two of them started nodding off. I used healing magic and status ailment removal magic on them—magic so powerful it was just below soul purification in the hierarchy.

“…Huh?”

“Ugh…?”

As soon as green and mint-colored light enveloped their bodies, life returned to their eyes. Leona and Latina looked down at themselves, then up at me, and their faces turned bright red.

“Huh? Huuuuh? M-Mira?!”

“Mira?! How did you get here?!”

“Looks like you’re finally coming to your senses.”

The two of them didn’t know what to do under my cold gaze. I crossed my arms.

“Explain. What happened? Why did you drink so much? Why did you disappear?”

Leona and Latina glanced at each other. When I deliberately tapped my crossed arms to make a sound, both of them flinched simultaneously.

“…I suggested it,” Latina spoke first.

“Why?”

“When you took out the sunscreen, I saw it was full of alcohol. And you know neither of us can handle alcohol well. I thought we should… check our tolerance… so we wouldn’t pass out first.”

“You wanted to check your tolerance?”

“Yes… that’s right.”

“Hmm…”

It’s not an entirely unreasonable explanation. If things had gone according to plan, they could have emptied just one bottle, dispelled the intoxication with magic, and returned.

If things had gone according to plan, that is.

“Was there any reason to come all the way out here?”

“We couldn’t check our tolerance in front of everyone else. And we couldn’t just sip alcohol by ourselves while everyone else was having fun. So when I saw Rosaria clinging to you using the sunscreen as an excuse, and the other three exchanging glances, I thought it would take a while to finish, so I suggested we go quickly.”

“…”

I received unexpected information. So they had planned this from when Rosaria first asked me to apply sunscreen? No wonder all three of them clung to me as if they’d been waiting.

“…I’m at fault too. I agreed to come along,” Leona spoke up next.

“At first, we were only going to drink one bottle. After all, with healing magic and status ailment removal magic like you just used, we could sober up and go back right away.”

“That’s right. So what happened?”

“Well… we turned out to be much weaker with alcohol than we thought.”

They fidgeted, their index fingers tapping together in front of their chests.

“We only had one drink, but our heads started feeling light, and we couldn’t remember the advanced healing magic. So we tried using basic healing, but it didn’t fully sober us up. And since we weren’t completely sober, the results seemed ambiguous, like we hadn’t done it properly… so we thought, let’s try once more, let’s try once more, and ended up like this. Hehe.”

It’s about as coherent as a pile of rags haphazardly sewn together, but given they were already intoxicated, it’s understandable enough.

Expecting coherence from drunk people is foolish. Drunk humans are the kind who suddenly decide to do somersaults in the street claiming they want to show you something amazing.

“So we got more drunk as we drank in a half-intoxicated state, and the more drunk we got, the worse we were at using healing magic… and eventually I think we just cast healing magic sloppily and kept drinking. I don’t remember clearly, but…”

“…”

I had a feeling their reason wouldn’t be normal from the moment they disappeared with bottles in hand, but it was even stranger than I expected. As my expression turned incredulous, both of them nervously glanced at me.

“B-but!”

“But what?”

Leona called out desperately, but as soon as she met my gaze, she shrank back rapidly.

“It’s not like you’re attracted to us anyway…”

“…Are you still drunk? Should I cast the magic again?”

I drew a healing magic circle with my left hand. Ignoring this, Leona continued hesitantly.

“We have small chests, we’re shy, and we can’t cling to you aggressively like Priscilla, Laura, Rosaria, or Elysier… If you don’t react to them clinging to you, why would you react to us…”

“…”

Huuuuuugh, a long sigh escaped me despite myself. The two already shrinking figures shrank even more rapidly.

Right. I should think positively. At least it means they couldn’t tell how much time I’d been spending in anguish and patience.

Thinking positively—

“So that’s how it looked to you.”

—as if that’s possible.

Considering how hard I’d been gritting my teeth to endure physical contact from those four, this was complete nonsense. I lowered my eyes in disbelief. Our gazes met. Leona hiccupped.

“Listen, both of you.”

“Y-yes…”

“Yes… I understand, Mira…”

“Since you clearly don’t understand what I’ve been thinking, I’ll tell you now.”

This was bound to happen eventually. I’d just been forcibly holding back and postponing that “eventually.” But there was no reason to hold back in this situation.

For Leona and Latina, that “eventually” was right now.

“Both of you, turn around and get on all fours.”

“…Hic.”

“…Hiccup.”

They trembled at my voice, which had grown distinctly cold.

But there was no further resistance. Recognizing my seriousness from my expression, they hesitantly placed their hands on the ground and turned around. As their knees straightened, their buttocks rose.

“I’ve been trying my hardest to hold back. But since you couldn’t tell, I have no choice but to make you experience it physically. Right?”

“Y-yes…”

“Mm-hmm…”

Leona and Latina finally seemed to realize their mistake, but it was too late.

I stared at their backs as they knelt with their hands on the ground. It was a position that emphasized their luscious buttocks half-hidden by bikinis and the slender thighs extending below.

As soon as I no longer needed to forcibly hold back, I felt blood rushing to my lower body.

I moved around to their front and sat on the rock. The two flinched under my gaze, then flinched even more visibly when they saw the silhouette of my erection straining against my swimsuit.

“Do you want to go first, or should we skip straight to the main event?”

Even if they lacked experience, they weren’t so clueless as to not understand what I meant by “main event.” Both spoke up with a hint of urgency in their voices.

“W-we’ll go first.”

“We’ll go first, Mira.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Start.”

“…”

“…”

Leona and Latina exchanged glances. At first, there was confusion, but soon their expressions changed to determination and resolve, as if they couldn’t miss this opportunity.

Looking at it from the other side, this was an opportunity. An opportunity to deepen their relationship with me, just as Priscilla and Laura had done. Even if the circumstances were a bit awkward, from their perspective, there was no reason to refuse.

The two crawled between my legs. I spread my legs a bit wider to accommodate both of them. Their faces, half-nervous and half-expectant, reached just in front of my crotch.

Clumsy hands carefully removed my swimsuit bottoms. My penis, which had been painfully confined inside, sprang out like a spring, eliciting small gasps from them.

“T-this is… Mira’s penis…”

“No way… it’s as long as our faces… can something like this really fit inside…?”

Latina stared at my penis as if entranced, while Leona muttered in disbelief, placing her hand in front of her lower abdomen to compare the length.

“It fits just fine, so hurry up and start.”

At my urging, the two moved closer.

Latina was the first to act. With still-clumsy movements, she carefully caressed my penis. Soon after, Leona joined in, gently massaging my testicles.

Even with just this much stimulation, pre-cum flowed from the tip of my urethra. Leona, who had been staring intently, moved her finger to trace the transparent fluid.

The finger with the pre-cum disappeared between her lips.

“It tastes bad…”

Her expression contorted as if to say “yuck.” Then, as if suddenly realizing what she’d done, she looked up at me with timid eyes. As if to apologize, her fingers moved faster on my testicles and the base of my shaft.

Of course, it was far from enough. Both of them seemed to know that.

“…I’ll make you feel better.”

Leona moved first. With a determined expression, she brought her face to my penis, slightly opened her mouth, and took the glans inside. Her tongue flicked across the urethral opening, licking up the pre-cum that had gathered there.

“I-I’ll take care of the lower part.”

Latina bent down deeply and pressed her face against the underside. I felt a warm, wet sensation on my left testicle. Her tongue was rolling the ball around in her mouth, savoring the taste.

“P-phew… it’s too big…”

“…This position is uncomfortable. But I have to do my best.”

Despite their complaints, the two didn’t stop using their tongues and mouths. They seemed to be getting more skilled, as my penis went deeper into their throats and the stimulation on my testicles grew stronger.

That’s when something unexpected happened. Leona’s eyes became half-glazed, and suddenly she took half of my penis into her mouth. Surprised, I grabbed her head as it tried to go deeper.

“Wait, what are you doing?”

“Mmph… dunno… but the more I suck… the better it tastes…”

“Slurp… *gasp*… that’s right… it feels better and better…”

As they exhaled, a strong smell of alcohol wafted from their mouths. Looking closely, their pupils were dilated just like when I first arrived and found them completely drunk.

“I think I understand what’s happening.”

The healing magic and status ailment removal magic had sobered them up temporarily, but the alcohol remained in their stomachs. So the intoxication was returning.

“Wait, I’ll sober you up again.”

“Mmm… no…”

Leona shook her head. Then she took my penis deeper until the glans scraped against her throat several times, before finally gagging and pulling it out. Saliva that she couldn’t swallow dripped from the corners of her mouth.

“Just… just like this…”

“Slurp… mmph… I want to continue like this too… Mira…”

“No, no matter what, for your first experience, being drunk isn’t—”

The two ignored my words and continued their service. Leona now had about two-thirds of my penis in her throat, and Latina was using her hands to stimulate my balls more aggressively.

The sounds of sucking grew louder. Their positions had changed without me noticing. Latina was now half-lying down from her previous prone position, and Leona was straddling Latina’s lower abdomen.

Though their tongue movements were still clumsy, the stimulation was definitely effective. I could feel the urge to ejaculate building gradually.

“…I’m about to come.”

Leona and Latina raised themselves up. They knelt between my legs, opened their mouths wide, and cupped their hands under their chins. They were literally begging with their whole bodies for me to ejaculate on their faces.

I stroked my penis, which was covered in their saliva. Since the urge to ejaculate was already building, the limit came quickly. With a tingling pleasure, white semen spurted onto their faces.

“Mmph… mm…”

“Haaaa…”

Semen clung relentlessly to their faces. It covered their eyebrows, foreheads, eyelids, noses, cheeks, and lips. It was so viscous that it barely dripped down.

Soon their entire faces were covered in semen. I squeezed out the last drops onto their faces before finishing. It was my first time doing something like this, but the sense of depravity and conquest was tremendous.

“I-is it over…?”

“It’s over.”

In the brief moment it took to say those words, semen was already flowing between their lips. The two shuddered and wiped the white fluid covering their faces with their hands.

“Mm… this feels strange…”

“It feels… good somehow…”

They even brought the semen to their noses to smell it. Despite the fact that semen doesn’t smell particularly pleasant, their expressions showed ecstasy rather than disgust.

Once their faces were partially cleaned and they could open their eyes, both stared at the semen they had wiped off as if entranced. The white, mud-like fluid was gathered in clumps on their palms.

“Mmm…”

After staring at it as if it were treasure, Leona and Latina brought their palms to their mouths. Their heads tilted slightly, and they consumed the clumps of white fluid.

They rolled it around in their mouths, their cheeks alternately bulging as if tasting it.

—Gulp.

Their Adam’s apples moved slightly. Their tongues emerged from between their lips to lick the remnants from their palms. But that wasn’t enough, it seemed. Latina glanced at Leona.

“Please wait a moment, Leona.”

Her hands grasped the sides of Leona’s head.

“There’s still a lot on your face… it would be a waste.”

“What—”

Their faces pressed together. Latina began licking the white fluid from Leona’s face with her tongue.

I was surprised and tried to stop them, but Leona calmly accepted the tongue that was meticulously licking every part of her face. She didn’t mind at all when the tongue touched her eyes, cheeks, and lips.

All the semen on her skin was sucked into Latina’s mouth. In return, her face was now clean except for being covered in saliva.

“Here, this was on Leona’s face.”

Even more surprising was that Latina passed the semen from mouth to mouth. Between their pressed lips, their tongues intertwined as white semen was exchanged.

Leona continued the kiss as if it were natural. The two shared the semen, which had become much thinner from mixing with saliva, and then separated their lips.

“I-I’ll do it for you too…”

Leona did the same. She meticulously licked the white fluid from Latina’s face, gathered it in the corner of her mouth, and passed it from mouth to mouth to Latina.

“Slurp… you’re taking too much…”

“I-it was on my face…”

Their kissing continued for quite some time. It wasn’t simply to explore each other’s lips, but solely to taste more of my semen. Their tongues licked every corner of each other’s mouths.

My penis hardened again at the sight of two women entangled so viscously. Soon their lips parted. A silver thread stretched between them.

“Mira’s penis… has gotten hard again…”

“Oh, it really has… hehe…”

Leona and Latina approached with broad smiles. Their smiles were mixed with the effects of alcohol, and their faces were covered in semen and saliva that they hadn’t fully wiped off, but even that looked incredibly seductive.

“We’re going to continue, right, Mira?”

“Are we continuing, Mira?”

We are going to continue. I’m not satisfied with just once either.

But before that, there was something I needed to do. I used healing magic and status ailment removal magic again. Their eyes, which had been half-clouded with intoxication, returned to normal.

“Huh… EEEEK?!”

“KYAAA!”

As soon as the intoxication cleared, the two recoiled from each other in horror. Their hands frantically wiped their faces and lips.

“L-L-L-Latina, you… to me… b-between women, what were you…”

“You did the same thing, Leona… ugh, I feel strange…”

Both were having a complete meltdown. It seems they really had lost their judgment due to intoxication. I sighed softly and asked the “normal state” of the two:

“Remember what you said earlier? About wanting to do it while drunk? Are you still going to do that? Or have you changed your mind—”

“I haven’t changed my mind. Do it now.”

“I haven’t changed my mind. Please do it now.”

Leona and Latina, who had been frantically wiping their faces and lips, declared firmly before I could even finish speaking.

“Really?”

“Yes. I don’t want to miss this opportunity. I’d rather not have my first experience delayed for such a reason after coming this far.”

“Me too. I’d rather do it drunk. But please… s-sober me up when you c-c-cum inside… I want to feel the semen entering my womb…”

Twitch. My penis jerked strongly at that shy confession. It seemed to be protesting that one ejaculation was far from enough.

“Alright.”

I grabbed their arms and laid them down on the beach, with Leona on the bottom and Latina on top. The two embraced each other halfway and rolled on the sand.

I pushed aside their swimsuits and lowered my hips until Latina’s vaginal opening was about to meet mine, then slipped my penis between them. Even just that made them moan softly.

I began moving my hips back and forth. Their vaginal openings stimulated my penis from above and below. It was far inferior to direct penetration, but the visual stimulation was overwhelming.

They seemed to feel the same way, as they held onto each other tightly even while gasping with pleasure.

“Mmm… Leona… why are you… hugging me…”

“You’re doing the same thing… haaa…”

Their quarrel died down quickly, thanks to the increasing speed of my hip movements.

Love juices overflowing from Latina’s vagina rubbed against my penis before flowing down to Leona. Leona’s fluids soaked the area below. The squelching sounds grew louder.

When both vaginal openings were thoroughly soaked with love juices and my penis was covered in them, I stopped my hips. I wanted to insert it properly now. I brought the glans to a vaginal opening.

“I’m putting it in now.”

“Yes, yes… put it iNNNN?!”

Before she could finish speaking, I thrust my hips forward. My penis tore open her vaginal opening and pushed all the way in, pressing against her cervix. Latina trembled violently with her tongue sticking out.

Her vagina, which had never accepted any foreign object in her life, could only clench tightly at the unfamiliar sensation. When I slowly withdrew my penis, her vaginal walls clung to it stickily.

“Mm, uuuuh…? Mira… why…?”

“It wouldn’t be fair to only penetrate one of you first.”

“What do you mea— KYAH?!”

Before her question could fade, I pierced Leona’s vagina. Similarly, her vagina, which had never accepted anything foreign, tightly squeezed my penis.

“Mi-raaa…! You pervert…!”

“What does that make you two, getting pleasure while being penetrated by this pervert?”

Only after taking both their virginities did I begin moving my hips in earnest.

“Ah, haah! Hik, kuh. Something feels strange?!”

At first, their vaginas only clenched tightly, but soon they seemed to learn the trick, loosening surprisingly quickly. Instead of just squeezing, they began undulating while secreting love juices.

“Mmph?!”

When Latina, unable to bear her aroused body any longer, began wiggling her hips, I pulled out my penis and thrust it back into her. A moan completely different from Leona’s erupted from her mouth.

I alternated thrusting my penis into the two of them at regular intervals. When Leona was being penetrated, Latina caught her breath, and when Latina was being penetrated, Leona composed herself.

Despite the healing magic I had cast not long ago, alcohol began to mix into their breaths again. As they watched each other moaning, their faces gradually drew closer.

“Leona… chu…”

“L-Latinaaa… slurp…”

As if by agreement, their lips met and their tongues intertwined. Red flesh passed between their lips several times.

Watching the two women entangled while thrusting my penis into them gave me a strange feeling.

‘Is this also… an intrusion?’

The Leona from the original novel, and the Leona from a world where I had only faithfully followed the original content, definitely had lesbian tendencies. After all, she had become more than lovers with Aria multiple times.

But the current Leona had never considered Aria as more than a friend. Yet if you asked me if she had lesbian tendencies, I’d say she was closer to not having them.

If I were to force an argument, I’d have to bring in events from previous cycles, but since the current Leona could be considered a completely different person from the previous cycle’s Leona, even that was questionable.

‘I don’t know.’

I decided to just focus on the present moment. There was no need or reason to think about it so complicatedly.

I continued thrusting my penis alternately into the two women’s vaginas as they hugged each other tightly, kissed, intertwined their tongues, and drank each other’s saliva.

“Mmm… slurp… I love you, Mira…!”

“Haah… m-me too…! Chu… I love you, Mira…!”

Even while kissing each other and tasting each other’s saliva and tongues, their declarations of love were directed at me. Realizing this dissonance made my penis even harder.

With physical pleasure overlapping with mental pleasure, the urge to ejaculate came quickly. I asked the two, who were hugging each other and frantically kissing:

“Who should I cum inside?”

“Inside Leona…”

“Inside Latina…”

The person who said Latina was Leona, and the person who said Leona was Latina. I stared down at their friendship-filled display, then thrust my penis into Leona with the feeling of piercing through her cervix.

“Kuh, ungh?!”

Semen gushed out through my urethra. Due to the unfamiliar pleasure mixed with slight intoxication overwhelming her, her eyes, which had been returning to normal, rolled back again.

“Guh, uuuh…”

Gulp, gulp, my semen filled Leona’s womb. A moan completely different from before escaped her lips. Leona hugged Latina tightly with her eyes rolled back, and Latina frantically licked her lips.

When the ejaculation was half complete, I pulled out my penis and thrust it into Latina’s womb.

“KYAAH?!”

A similar moan erupted from Latina’s mouth. The remaining ejaculation surged into Latina’s womb. As both lost strength, their pressed lips slowly separated.

By the time my ejaculation subsided, I pulled out my penis. My waist, which had been arched upward, went limp. Saliva that had leaked from their half-open lips moistened each other’s lips. Their pressed cheeks were squished softly.

Their tightly closed vaginal openings didn’t allow even a small amount of semen to leak out. Seeing this, my penis hardened again despite it being my second ejaculation.

As I muttered to myself about going one more round and rubbed my glans against their vaginal openings, it happened.

“What the—?!”

A brilliant golden light burst from my left hand.