City of Witches

Chapter 515: Missing (2)

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Albireo had reached a point where daily life was almost impossible.

It was all because of her sister Deneb and Shin Siwoo, who were having sex three times a day, every single day.

In fact, the time during which pleasure was transmitted to Albireo was short, as pleasure was only transmitted during the climax or when Deneb experienced a particularly intense orgasm.

And since it wasn’t something that hit her out of nowhere, like when Deneb played with herself—but happened on a fairly regular schedule, it wasn’t too hard to mentally prepare for.

But even so, Albireo felt like she was losing her mind. She officially declared she was going into seclusion and locked herself in, just to figure out what the hell to make of their twisted relationship.

Siwoo and Deneb were clearly son-in-law and mother-in-law, not people who should be having sex.

Shin Siwoo was the twins’ lover and had a duty to be faithful to her cute twins.

As for Deneb, it pained her to even speak of it.

Albireo wanted to trust Deneb at least, let alone Siwoo, but after their sessions had repeated eight times, Albireo was halfway convinced that they were having an affair.

There’s a limit to how far love can excuse a midnight sexcapade.

To be in the role of the twins’ mom—an elder witch—and still chasing dick with her own son-in-law? Albireo had reached the point where even sisterly bonds couldn’t make her forgive it.

Albireo was dead set on tearing Deneb a new one the moment she walked through the door.

“Ngh...!”

And right on schedule, the waves of pleasure started to resonate through her again.

Albireo, despite her displeasure, laid her body on the bed.

It never lasted long anyway. Just a quick jolt, like a taste test.

She just needed to grit her teeth and wait it out.

A moment later, she could feel Siwoo’s cock sliding inside her.

As always, it was huge, rough, and burning hot.

Of course, the only thing actually being transmitted was the sensation of pleasure, her body wasn’t being physically moved in sync with his thrusts.

But Albireo and Deneb were identical twins, and even the inner structure of their pussies was practically the same.

So whenever his cock scraped along Deneb’s inner walls, Albireo felt it too, in exactly the same spots, with the same intensity.

“Mm?”

Just as Albireo was biting her lip, trying not to moan, unexpectedly noticed that the tingling sensation inside her body had vanished.

He hadn’t even come yet.

-Squish

Then the bastard’s cock pushed back in again, killing any hope she thought, ‘Has he finally changed his mind?’

This time, it was really happening.

That tidal wave of orgasm was coming, no matter how hard she tried to fight it off.

Already knowing what to expect, Albireo grabbed the bedsheets tight, bracing herself for impact.

But....

“Haaah...!”

It never came.

Instead, she felt a slow, steady grind building inside her, stretching her out bit by bit.

“What, what is this...?”

Albireo panicked, completely thrown off.

She hadn’t felt actual pleasure from the sex in days.

Because lately, it was always the same—penetration and orgasm hit at the same time, then came eight blessed hours of peace.

Feeling this kind of slow, grinding motion? That hadn’t happened since maybe the first couple of times.

It was an unfamiliar sensation for Alberio.

“Ngh... ngh...!”

Albireo curled her toes, trying to figure out what was going on.

Truth was, not all of Deneb’s senses synced up with hers.

If they did, obviously it’d be impossible to live a normal life.

But maybe because the brand was carved into their wombs, sexual pleasure always linked perfectly—no matter the situation. And the steadfastly orthodox Gemini family had never caught onto that.

That’s why Albireo had the wrong idea.

She’d thought the sensations echoing from Siwoo and Deneb’s normal sex were just a fraction of the real thing.

Or maybe she assumed Siwoo was just a terrible premature ejaculator.

But now, things were different.

Siwoo’s cock dug deep inside her with deliberate, almost savoring strokes.

The heat, the stiffness, the throb of his cock—it all transferred over to Albireo, perfectly clear.

“W-what? What the hell is this...? Hngh...!”

Too late, Albireo tried to cover herself between the legs with her palm, but of course, that changed nothing.

The sensation she was forcibly feeling right now wasn’t even her own, it was her younger sister Deneb’s.

His cock moved leisurely inside, tasting every inch like it was trying to memorize it, completely ignoring Albireo’s confusion.

Albireo gasped, her breath caught in her throat, goosebumps spreading like wildfire over her skin.

She had no idea what was about to happen, but her instincts screamed at her.

This wasn’t going to be like anything she’d ever felt before.

The pleasure that had been steadily rising suddenly shifted direction.

More precisely, the spot he was targeting changed entirely.

“Ah...! Not... not there...!”

Albireo’s body twitched on its own, jerking without warning.

That spot he just hit—

It was like her nerves had all gathered in that single point, sending an entirely new kind of pleasure through her.

And then—

“Haaah...! Ngh...! Huuh...!”

Siwoo’s thrusts zeroed in, drilling that one place like a sniper with pinpoint focus.

The glans of his cock kept digging mercilessly into the same weak spot—Deneb’s weak spot, but Albireo’s too, as her twin.

Sexual pleasure gets summed up as just “pleasure” or “ecstasy,” but the reality is, a woman’s body feels a wild range of sensations.

There’s the pleasure from having your nipples played with, the pleasure from anal teasing, the clitoral tingles, the way it feels when something just nails that soft spot inside the vagina—each one hits totally different.

Same goes for orgasms.

How much effort was put into feeling it? What kind of foreplay did she go through to feel it? Where did she feel it? How much was it superimposed? Depending on these factors, she would feel kaleidoscope of climaxes.

If one were to evaluate the pleasure Deneb and Albireo had felt until now, It lacked any any foreplay, no slow and intimate sex, no heat behind it.

To put it in terms of a man, it was like furiously jerking off without any kind of visual aid or stimulation, just rough-handling his cock until he came.

While it felt reasonably good when ejaculating, afterward it was nothing but an utterly empty, bland, and monotonous pleasure.

In contrast, what now set Albireo’s entire body ablaze was entirely different.

It was messy.

It was relentless.

He kept rubbing that exact spot over and over again, the one that made her choke out a moan like she couldn’t breathe.

“Ah... ngh... ah...! If you keep... rubbing there...!”

Her hips jumped on their own, like a blade of grass twitching from a finger flick.

Love juice dripped, drop by drop, onto the towel she had laid out beforehand, like settled dew flowing.

Her breathing turned ragged, nipples stiffening under her bra without even being touched. Her clit peeked out from its hood, swollen and twitching like it was begging.

And the second the real thrusting began—

-Squelch!

Her pussy walls started quivering in tiny spasms, trembling hard as she hovered right on the edge.

At the same time, her love juices flowed through the tight slit.

“Ah... ah... ah...!!!”

His cock pounded into Albireo, hammering her insides so ruthlessly it made their earlier sex feel like nothing but foreplay.

Albireo’s trembling hips swayed up and down, like she was dancing a wild waltz.

Her breath caught in her throat, and behind her clenched eyelids, white sparks burst like fireworks.

A flash of blinding light exploded between her temples, and she let out an uncontrollable scream of pure ecstasy that echoed through the magically soundproofed room.

This wasn’t some quick hit of pleasure like before—this was something else.

It was like scraping the last of thick, hardened honey from the bottom of a jar with a hot spoon.

A thick, viscous climax.

“Haaaaaah...!!!!!”

Albireo thrashed her head, shaking it side to side in a frenzy.

Her hands gripped the sheets tight, then flung them away, her toes twitching wildly, no longer under her control.

“S-Stop...! Just stop...!”

Drenched in a downpour of pleasure, she instinctively pressed her thighs together, trying to hide her soaked pussy.

But the sticky love juice still poured through her fingers, and while her body was still trembling from the aftershocks, Siwoo’s cock didn’t give her a break—it just kept slamming into the same spot over and over again.

He moved like a man on a mission to break her completely.

“Ahh..! No...! Come on...! Just stop already! Aaah, aaahng...!”

Albireo’s pussy, heedless of its owner’s pleas, seemed to scream, Where has this been all my life?! Gimme another! Harder this time!

And just like that, another orgasm slammed into her.

“Haaang...! Aang! Ang! Ang! Ang!”

Albireo sang out in rhythm with the tight contractions of her climaxing pussy.

Lying in a missionary position, she could no longer endure and curled up her body.

No, it would be more accurate to say that she was forced into that position.

Now, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

Her heart pounded like it was about to explode, and her vision started flashing white, everything going hazy.

“W-Wait...! No...! Aaagh...! Kyaaang...!”

But Siwoo didn’t stop.

His massive cock, stabbing the same spot with pinpoint accuracy, extracted orgasms from Albireo’s body as easily as a vending machine dispenses drinks.

“Stooop! Please, just stop! Why me toooo! Kyaaaahhh...!”

This time, he shifted his angle, and his cockhead slammed into her cervix with a deep thud.

Albireo, already squirting from back-to-back orgasms, nearly came again from that alone.

“Hah...! Please...! Enough...!”

Drowning in ecstasy, Albireo sensed something ominous.

“W–Wait... No... Not there...!”

If the past pattern held, whenever his tip hit her cervix, it meant one thing—he was about to cum, and that always dragged another brutal orgasm right out of her.

Even when he’d creampied her womb without a single thrust, it had been enough to blow her mind.

And now, with her pussy totally defenseless, if he unloaded deep like that again...

-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

The sensation of his cum filling her body satisfyingly.

Even if it wasn’t direct insertion, it felt so real, like it was seared into her nerves.

Then, two seconds later—

-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

“Kyahaaanng!!!”

Albireo became an elegant fountain, spraying her love juices with a dizzying moan.(or cry of ecstasy)