Chapter 295: Your Life is Over! (1)

Chapter 295: Your Life is
Over! (1)

“Little
sister. The top part is my ejaculated semen.”

“Uh,
s-sorry…”

“…I’ll
allow it a little bit. Mmm…this disciple likes having his testicles
licked with the tongue. If you want to receive the next semen more
warmly, try it.”

“Ah,
yes… th-thank you… sister…”

“…Smooch♡”

The
two sisters who spent a long night with one man shared information
about the man who took each of their first experiences, and continued
the sensual stimulation by kissing his penis and testicles.

“Mmm…
hmmm…”

Idelbert
wrapped her tongue around the underside of the glans and swallowed
the penis with her plump lips, then took the sensitive glans that had
just ejaculated deep into the inside of her cheek.

Tap!
Tap tap!

And
because of the penis poking the inside of her cheek, she poked her
bulging cheek with her finger, carefully scratched it with her long
nails, or stimulated it in various ways by drawing circles.

The
appearance of a master using her entire mouth to taste her disciple’s
semen.

That
incredibly erotic and skillful appearance maintained my erection
naturally.

“Mmh…”

Serif,
who had been carefully holding Balkan’s testicles as if they were
precious treasures or sacred objects blessed by the Earth Mother
Goddess, held her breath at her sister’s proactive behavior.

‘…I
can’t lose either’

Serif,
who closed her eyes tightly and opened them again, stared at the
testicles she was holding with a determined face and murmured
blankly.

“They’re
heavy…”

Despite
having ejaculated so much semen inside her and inside her sister,
they were still heavy.

It
was evidence that seeds of life were still being abundantly produced
in these testicles.

-Thump.
Thump.

Every
time Serif touched the warm testicles, her heart pounded.

Her
heart pounded madly whenever she touched his precious place, but this
wasn’t just because of excitement.

Guilt.
The sense of sin from disobeying the Earth Mother Goddess’s teachings
to stay away from desire.

The
fear of committing the sin of lust, which is counted among the worst
sins that corrupt people.

-Smooch♡

And
these negative sensations gradually transformed into a strange sense
of sacrilege every time she kissed the testicles she held as if they
were sacred objects.

Smooch,
smooch… smooch…♡

An
honest kiss without technique or skill.

A
pure, innocent peck almost like bumping lips.

-Thump.
Thump.

Every
time Serif kissed my testicles, my thing, her heart pounded.

It
was a strange feeling.

A
sensation she had rarely felt in her life.

The
reason it wasn’t a ‘sensation she had never felt before’ was because
she felt this indescribable emotion every time she was with him.

Like
when she helped him with his purification ritual with the nonsensical
reason of giving him a reward.

Like
when she first committed sacrilege with him in the repentance room
under the pretext of engraving a stigma of patience.

Like
when she made a private tutoring appointment with him under the
excuse of teaching him how to handle blessings after he became aware
of his sacred power talent.

Like
when she couldn’t forget the feelings from those times and continued
to bring him over to help with purification rituals, and used a
vagina onahole she made while imagining him to relieve his sexual
urges.

And
just a little while ago, she recalled the shocking events that could
be counted among the most impactful in her life so far.

She
had mixed bodies with him. She lost the virginity she thought she
would take to her grave.

It
was an experience that gave her one of the most ecstatic pleasures in
her life.

And
when he, who had opened his heart to her, showed his face that he had
always kept covered with a helmet…

She
felt the unfamiliar emotions that had been softly blooming spread
warmly inside her chest.

Serif
didn’t know the exact name of this fluffy, heart-warming emotion.

This
was a feeling she had never experienced even with her sister whom she
had always trusted, followed, and liked since childhood.

Trust,
faith, respect, affection, shyness, embarrassment…

Such
emotions were evenly mixed and explosively burst, and a man firmly
took his place in Serif’s heart.

Smooch♡

So,
even her clumsy kisses couldn’t help but contain proportionate
affection and concern.

—I’m
not going to get raped by a succubus.

Serif
vaguely remembered the conversation between her sister and Balkan
while she was unconscious from the pleasure beyond imagination.

—I
won’t come back staggering like a rape victim who was fucked like a
dog. I should at least send one enemy commander back.

The
atmosphere between them at that time.

And
considering the fact that Balkan, who had become an incubus, brought
her sister into her mental world…

She
could roughly guess what kind of sacrifices he had made to what kinds
of beings.

‘Like
a fool, because I settled into the hallucination, Balkan was… to
the succubus…’

The
warm feeling blooming in her chest gradually turned black.

Stupidly,
while she was trapped in a vain fantasy, he had offered his own body
to the succubus.

As
guilt roughly tore through her heart, and sticky, black emotions
began to eat away at her heart, at that moment.

-Sliiide.

He
lightly brushed Serif’s snow-white bangs.

His
long, firm hand lifted the bangs covering her eyes as she was kissing
the penis in worship.

“How
is it?”

“…Huh?
Wh-what…”

“The
penis kisses, you’re giving them so devotedly.”

“…Mmh…”

Serif
held her breath as she looked at him calling the male organ, the
penis, with erotic and unclean words together with the somewhat
sacred act of kissing.

His
words weren’t wrong. Penis kissing was what she had been doing to him
until just now.

But
hearing it from someone else’s mouth gave Serif another layer of
embarrassment.

-Pat.
Pat.

The
warmth of his palm gently stroking her bangs intensified that
embarrassment.

Occasionally,
that touch would move toward the fluffy cat ears on top of her head.

It
was an act so embarrassing and shameful that she couldn’t lift her
head, but the warmth from his touch was so comforting that she
couldn’t possibly ask him to stop.

“Don’t
worry too much. Don’t feel guilty either.”

His
voice gave her a warm resonance comparable to his touch.

“It’s
something I did because I wanted to. It’s not Serif’s responsibility
at all.”

“……”

Balkan
had only sensed the devoted penis kisses and the atmosphere Serif was
unconsciously giving off, and offered her kind comfort.

“So,
don’t make such a sad expression.”

It’s
absolutely not your fault.

The
bad one is the envy worshipper who casted the brainwashing.

You,
who became a victim falling into fantasy while trying to save others,
should never blame yourself.

“Balkan…”

A
warm light shone on her heart that was becoming turbid.

He
reassures people with casual conversation and gives them stability
with a kind voice.

That
warm-heartedness eventually became a lifeline of salvation for Serif,
straightening her wavering heart.

“I’m
sorry… I’m sorry…”

“It’s
not Serif’s fault, I tell you.”

“Mmh…then…thank
you. Really, really… thank you. Balkan.”

-Flutter.
Flutter.

Serif
gently wrapped her fluttering cat tail around his left thigh like
grabbing a lifeline.

And,
as one who had been saved by him, she thought about the proper
repayment she should make.

“I’ll…prepare
to welcome Balkan’s return.”

[Capture:
60 gold coins. Cleassia of the Earth Mother Goddess Church’s High
Priest]

First,
the payment for capturing Cleassia, the minion of the envy
worshipper.

Although
she had also offered her blessing as a reward on the wanted notice,
it was far too insufficient to return the grace and affection she had
received from him.

She
had to prepare a reward that would satisfy him more.

It
couldn’t end there.

He
had given her, her first experience.

Serif
had no desire to let that ecstatic feeling and pleasure she felt then
pass as a dalliance in fantasy.

If
she wanted to continue being with him…there were too many things
she needed to handle as the church’s saint.

“Let’s
think about such complicated matters when we go back to reality.”

-Squeeee.

His
hand that had been gently stroking her head softly pressed down on
Serif’s head.

“Hnnng…!”

Serif’s
expression became dreamy as her prominent nose was pressed against
his testicles.

At
that moment, Serif realized once again that this was inside her mind.

The
incubus who had taken a place in the deepest part of her mind gently
smiled as he pressed his penis with a fierce smell against the cheek
of the mind’s owner.

At
that erotic smile, Serif’s uterus tightened and descended.

And
for him who was about to engage in battle with the succubus, she
thought of what only she could do for him.

Smoooch♡

Along
with an innocent penis kiss, the stigma of patience began to be drawn
on that penis.

“Mmh…
you two keep… don’t forget this master too…!”

Idelbert,
who had been blankly watching Balkan and Serif grow even closer, also
felt a strange jealousy and pounced on him with her tail wrapped
around Balkan’s thigh.

After
several hours passed like that.

The
saint who had received plenty of semen from the incubus’ uterine kiss
finally awoke from her long sleep.

Without
time to celebrate Serif regaining consciousness, I returned to
reality and felt a throbbing sensation in the demon’s horns.

I
had felt a sensation of vibration and heat in my horns whenever I
embraced a female before, but this time it was different.

-Thump,
thump!

The
black horns symbolizing the rank of a demon began to heat up like
cast iron placed in a furnace, and they began to grow larger and
harder as if going through a process of hammering and tempering.

Looking
in the mirror, I felt that they were somewhat similar to Lilith’s
horns.

Horns
identical to that lewd succubus who commanded numerous demons…

While
I was feeling a strange sentiment looking at them, at that time.

[Tomorrow
at 2 AM. Come to the demon cave in the west.]

Someone’s
telepathic message was heard in my head through the demon’s horns.

It
was a voice I had become familiar with during the past few days of
training to enter the mind world.

Lilith,
the lust worshipper and the highest rank succubus, exhaled an erotic
breath and told me.

For
the next week, I will be her personal pussy mat for sexual relief.