Chapter 8 First Night with My Bride

"Then, have a good time."

Medea, who guided me to the Great Witch’s bedroom, bowed and left.

Her hips swayed enticingly with every step.

Look at that fabric clinging to her ass, showing off its curves.

Isn’t that practically begging to be fucked?

’I’ve got to make her climb on top of me and shake that ass herself someday.’

I was tempted to kiss her, my adopted daughter and play out an affair right in front of my new bride’s bedroom door.

But even I know that’d be too much on the first night.

’If I did that, Medea would probably skewer me on the spot.’

I haven’t even conquered my bride yet.

Right now, I need to focus on the first night and the sex that’s about to begin.

’Fucking a goddess-level woman like that. Even I’m getting excited.’

It’s not nerves or worry—it’s different.

It’s the anticipation of being able to do whatever I want with that insanely hot body.

’I’ve been wondering what her pussy tastes like since I saw those hips.’

Just as I was about to open the door.

Creak.

The door opened on its own before I could grab the handle or knock.

I thought maybe the witch mansion had automatic doors, but that wasn’t it.

"Y-You’re here."

The Great Witch Circe stood there, looking shy.

’...Wow.’

Circe was already in her underwear. Her massive breasts practically spilled out of her bra, showing off their size.

The slightly small panties barely covered her pussy. Her navel, slender waist, and demurely closed thighs.

She was the embodiment of arousal.

No, she’s definitely the goddess of sex.

’Especially that shy expression—it’s a high point.’

Her cheeks flushed red, her hands and face unsure of what to do. Her anxious, trembling eyes and cutely pursed lips.

Even with no male experience, she’s practically advertising, ’I’m a virgin.’

’I don’t mind openly lewd women, but shy ones make men even hornier.’

Yet she stripped and waited for her groom like this.

My new bride must have a natural talent for being sexy.

’God, I want to grope those tits.’

Honestly, I want to grab those breasts and dive right into the main event.

But I can’t start her first experience like that.

Now’s the time to slowly build affection and make her fall into pure, loving marital sex.

"W-Why are you staring like that?"

Circe said in a tense voice.

"I-I thought I heard someone outside. You weren’t coming in, so..."

"I was just preparing myself. May I come in?"

"O-Of course."

I entered Circe’s room.

The Great Witch’s room was surprisingly simple.

No notable decorations or items were visible.

A bookshelf with a few books, a desk.

A luxurious-looking bed and wardrobe.

A window with a wide view of the village.

’It really seems like a room used just for sleeping.’

Come to think of it, I noticed she has a separate office.

She probably does most of her work elsewhere.

"Don’t just stand there; sit comfortably."

"Ah, yes. Excuse me."

We sat side by side on the bed.

A slight turn of my head, and I could see Circe’s massive spilling cleavage up close.

"Ugh..."

Even then, Circe’s flushed face showed no sign of calming down. She must be that nervous.

Yet her outfit is so provocative—quite the contrast.

"By the way, you’re more forward than I expected."

"Huh? W-What do you mean?"

"I didn’t expect you to be waiting with your clothes off."

"W-Well, that’s because... you’re supposed to take clothes off for that..."

Circe started to say something, then blushed and lowered her head.

"For what?"

"B-Between a man and a woman... th-that..."

"Sex?"

"Y-Yes! That’s what I mean!"

Is this really the leader of a clan over 300 years old?

She’s like a naive noble lady who just came of age.

Though her body’s maturity is on another level.

’I’ve got a lot to teach her.’

The purity of a beauty who’s shy even saying the word ’sex.’ That makes defiling her all the more rewarding.

The satisfaction of turning a woman like this into a moaning female when she’s fucked by my cock is unmatched.

"Anyway, since sex is done naked, I thought as the older one, I should undress first..."

Circe trailed off, wrapping her arms around her massive breasts as if to cover them.

"But showing my naked body is still embarrassing..."

God, every word she says makes me want to fuck, corrupt and defile her.

At this point, pouncing on her and training her to my taste would be justified.

"No need to rush. We can take it slow."

"...Somehow, my groom seems so relaxed, it’s frustrating."

"When the bride is this cute, a man can’t help but feel satisfied."

Honestly, I’m not that relaxed.

My already hard cock is screaming to rip off her panties and plunge into her pussy.

If I hadn’t gotten a blowjob from Medea earlier, I might not have held back.

Circe’s body and allure have that much power to drive men wild.

"Still, next time, it’d be better if you kept your clothes on. Undressing is part of the fun."

The thrill of undressing, wondering what kind of underwear she’s wearing. Pure white for innocence, black for sexiness, or gray showing wet stains—each is fantastic.

Watching a pure, inexperienced woman’s plump skin gradually revealed.

That’s a pleasure you can only feel before sex.

"...Undressing fun? My groom seems quite the pervert."

"With a beautiful bride like you beside me, I can’t help it."

"I told you to stop saying embarrassing things!"

She glares at me primly, her ears red.

She says to stop, but she seems to secretly enjoy it.

’No woman dislikes being called young or pretty.’

Circe is genuinely gorgeous.

More than any woman I’ve ever seen.

Her fantastic breasts, hips, and thighs drive men insane.

"I’m serious. Maybe it’s because I’m your groom, but seeing your body makes it hard to hold back."

Flinch!

I groped her thick thighs.

She was slightly startled but didn’t resist.

"...You seem to feel the same, Circe. Shall we start?"

"W-Wait a moment. Let’s get to know each other through conversation first..."

"Let’s save that conversation for after sex."

"Mmph!"

I pulled Circe close and kissed her lips.

Our lips overlapped for a moment as time passed.

I glanced at Circe’s reaction.

She was frozen, half in shock, half in excitement.

Seeing that cute expression, I slipped my tongue in.

"Ugh...!"

Circe tried to push me away, startled.

I held her even tighter in response.

"It’s okay. Just leave everything to me."

"Ah...Umm"

I slipped my tongue into her mouth, continuing a deep, adult kiss.

I licked her tongue thoroughly and teased her sensitive palate.

Her tongue flinched and tried to escape each time.

I entangled it, keeping it from getting away, rubbing against it.

"Mmm... Haa...! Slurp! Pwah!"

Honestly, Circe wasn’t good at kissing.

She was completely led around, as if it was her first time.

Not knowing how to breathe, her face grew redder.

Tears of excitement welled up in her eyes.

’Nice reaction.’

She’s clumsy because it’s her first time, with no response. But I could tell she was definitely feeling the kiss.

While she was engrossed in the kiss, I placed my hand on her waist.

Flinch!

Her body trembled slightly at the sudden touch.

But being absorbed in the kiss, her resistance was minimal.

I slid my hand up, naturally stimulating her lower back.

Just that made her body tremble repeatedly.

’Virgins usually melt quickly if you caress them lightly while kissing.’

My fingers reached her bra.

I unhooked it with just my fingers.

Jiggle!

’Holy...’

Unhooking it made her breasts bounce downward instantly.

Their size and weight were unreal.

I was almost moved by their dynamic motion.

"Pwah...!"

Having successfully unhooked her bra, I ended the kiss.

A thin thread of saliva stretched and broke as our tongues parted.

Circe’s expression, mouth open following my lead, was dazed.

I got carried away groping her body and went a bit long.

It might’ve been tough for a virgin.

"How was your first kiss? Was it okay?"

When having sex with a woman, it’s important to check in and ask if it feels good.

It keeps the rhythm going and makes her aware of the pleasure she’s feeling.

Circe, who had been dazed, snapped back at my question.

"It... was a bit hard to breathe, but... it felt good, I think."

"That’s a relief."

"Ngh!"

I smiled and pulled Circe even closer.

"I actually unhooked your bra during the kiss."

"W-What...! When did you...?"

She was so caught up in the kiss she didn’t notice it coming off.

She must’ve been pretty into it.

Her face flushed bright red, realizing her bare breasts were exposed.

I stopped her arms as she reflexively tried to cover her chest.

The main event is about to start; I can’t let her hide now.

"Your breasts are really beautiful, Circe."

"You keep saying things to tease me..."

"I’m serious."

Circe’s breasts are genuinely stunning, almost fantastical.

Large, milky-white breasts.

Topped with perky, light-pink nipples.

It’s less a breast and more a work of art.

With breasts this big and heavy, how would they feel to touch?

"Can I touch them?"

"Ah..."

I’m going to grope her tits and fuck her pussy anyway, even if she says no.

But since it’s our first night, I asked out of courtesy.

"W-Well..."

Circe’s body trembled slightly.

Too shy to form words, she hesitated.

She was torn about letting a man touch her breasts for the first time.

But soon, her head gave a slight nod.

’Finally, I get to touch these top-tier breasts.’

With her permission, I carefully grabbed Circe’s breasts.

"Ngh...♥"

And at that moment.

[The witch clan’s Circe has reached a certain level of pleasure.]

[The pleasure felt by a long-lived species female is amplified.]

The magic left by my ancestor activated.

The real conquest of the Great Witch has begun.