Chapter 227: As said earlier, me… no eyes for sex, and you guys… quite preferred type

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Quite a beauty that could be said Makia seeking sex as thanks from themselves who recently continued woman drought, impossible talk, Keith and them thought. Thought being teased, so Keith asked Makia.

"Um... sex is joke, right?"

"Not joke though..."

Makia considered a little, grabbed Keith and Charles’s wrists with both hands, and drew to own chest. Through the shirt where black bra visible, Makia let Keith and Charles touch own chest.

To Keith and them floating surprised expressions, Makia declared.

"This then believe?"

Floating a smile feeling lewdness, Makia continued words.

"As said earlier, me... no eyes for sex, and you guys... quite preferred type."

Hearing Makia’s words while letting touch chest, Keith and them understood not joke. After that together exited the dungeon, and Keith and Noel brought Makia into the apartment Tormenta cohabited.

Charles not in the apartment was because lost rock-paper-scissors with Keith and Noel and going to buy alcohol. Since Makia sought not only sex but alcohol and sweets too.

Regarding sweets, later going to a shop in a large shopping street and all treating Makia. That was why for now Charles going to buy only alcohol.

With such course of events, Tormenta’s three ended up doing sex with Makia in the apartment of communal living. First in form of Keith and Noel keeping company excluding Charles.

After careful foreplay, first Keith held Makia in doggy style, next Noel held in missionary and reached climax. Then this time, Keith began holding Makia in reverse cowgirl, and proposed to leave waist movement to self.

"That? Then, maybe leave."

Deciding to leave waist movement to Keith, Makia stopped waist movement. As if making backrest, Makia leaned on Keith and literally left body.

Holding Makia from behind, Keith began moving waist up and down. While making the bed’s spring creak sound, the elasticity supported Keith’s waist movement.

"Ah... nn."

Intensely shaken up and down, the thrust up Makia leaked sweet voice at pleasure. Already risen to the degree of conscious of climax, so even just thrust up Makia felt pleasure.

When movement in reverse cowgirl stabilized, both hands that were holding around waist Keith moved to Makia’s chest. Keith kneaded Makia’s chest of moderate size and firmness.

"Good... more, chest... knead... nn..."

Makia leaked pleasant-sounding voice. Right hand extended to own crotch and rubbed clitoris with fingertip.

As is, Keith rhythmically while thrusting up Makia continued caressing both chests. Keith occasionally moved one hand to Makia’s crotch and instead of Makia played with clitoris with fingertip.

Shifting Makia’s upper body right, facing toward self, Keith enjoyed deep kiss, buried face in chest, sucked nipple... and licked. Keith blamed Makia in reverse cowgirl so as not to become monotonous.

Without noticing, Makia pleasantly panted, and in between became state of leaking wistful voice. Makia’s sexuality rose, and climax approaching near.

In front of such Makia, Noel stood. After missionary ended, Noel sat on the bed, while calming breathing and sexuality, watching Keith and Makia’s sex.

Since calmed to a degree, Noel got off the bed and stood in front of Makia. Noel became kneeling and extended hand to Makia’s crotch.

Makia sensed Noel’s intention and withdrew own right hand from crotch. In form of switching, Makia began being caressed on crotch by Noel’s right hand.

Noel with left hand stroked Makia’s right thigh. Becoming a little leaning forward, pressing face to the abdomen moving up and down, Noel crawled tongue.

Held in reverse cowgirl by Keith, breasts kneaded, clitoris rubbed by Noel, right thigh stroked, abdomen licked.... Receiving the two’s blame, Makia rose sharply.

"Feel... good... more, chest... ah... aaaah!"

The wistful voice changed to moans of pleasure. Makia who finally reached the peak tossed by climax feeling and trembled body.

Floating a completely melted expression, Makia continued raising voice of joy. While enjoying intense pleasure, Makia tightly tightened Keith’s thing.

"Ah! That is... dangerous..."

In state approaching climax, Keith who was intensely moving waist had the thing on crotch tightly tightened, and the degree of pleasure rose. As a result, Keith’s sexuality rose sharply and reached climax easily.

While leaking pathetic moan, Keith pulsed the thing on crotch and spurted warm white cloudy liquid inside Makia. Keith clung to Makia and trembled body at climax feeling.

The two spent the climax time together, but Keith who was man, when ejaculation ended, sexuality began sharply calming, and the thing on crotch also wilted. Since continuing sex became difficult, Keith in a limp state began immersing in the afterglow of climax feeling.

Since Keith became such state, Makia’s side sexuality also began calming, and the climax time ended. With a face melted by pleasure, Makia leaning on Keith’s state extremely alluring.

Seeing such Makia’s face, Noel wanted to kiss and stopped the caressing hand and stood up. Noel leaned forward and overlapped lips with Makia.

Makia accepted Noel’s lips, but since breathing disordered, not kept overlapped. Enjoyed kiss while adjusting breathing by overlapping and separating lips.

Keith’s side too shifted Makia’s upper body right, faced left back, and kissed. Continuing the afterplay time of sandwiching Makia with Noel and two and competing for lips.

"Both... thanks for the meal."

In between kisses with Keith and Noel, Makia whispered to the two words as if finished meal. Immediately, from the entrance side, a sound.

Noel who among the three the rising most calmed by the amount of reaching climax first put speculation in mouth while looking at the door of the room’s entrance exit.

"...Charles came back maybe?"

Then, as if proving the correctness of such Noel’s speculation, the wooden door with calendar hanging opened, and Charles appeared.

"Made wait!"

While emitting a voice a little high for man, Charles who entered Keith’s room looked toward the bed and raised a surprised voice.

"Already began? While me shopping, beginning only yourselves, not harsh?"

Charles wearing black combat clothes damaged in several places carrying a sword stored in sheath on back. Since having strap belt, sheath of type carrying using that.

Combat clothes damaged because done by Fenrir. Proof of aura defense broken and driven to just before being killed.

Charles’s features arranged sharp feel, more feminine than Noel. Body also tightened slim, so also looking like a beauty with poor chest.

Just, Charles unlike Noel height around one hundred eighty centimeters. Height that could be said ordinary for this world’s men.

Blonde hair grown, ponytail tied around nape. Pupil color hazel, skin honey color, quite eye-catching appearance.

"Because return late... began first."

Noel replied to Charles.

"Went to liquor store, alcohol too expensive, hand money not enough..."

Charles holding a brown paper bag, but inside the paper bag the liquor bottles bought entered.

"Went to guild hall to withdraw money then went to liquor store again to buy, so became late."

Incidentally, not Charles personal money, but money deposited as Tormenta party withdrawn from the guild.

"Too expensive, how much?"

At Keith’s question who calmed to the degree of being able to talk, while putting down the sword carried and placing on the table in the room, Charles answered.

"Black Tube one bottle, eight thousand Deil."

Black Tube was whisky soda made with black carbonated drink and whiskey. Since black liquid stuffed in tube-shaped glass bottle, product name Black Tube.

"What that?"

Keith raised a surprised voice.

"Even during Reverse Festa, too rip-off!"

"According to talk heard at liquor store, the cargo ship that transported alcohol attacked by bandits, the container planned to arrive today not arriving, so shortage and price rose."