Chapter 47 Secret Outdoor Sex

It was a sunny afternoon.

Circe and I walked side by side through the streets.

The witch village was remarkably peaceful.

People usually think of witches as creepy old hags, but the witch clan was the opposite—rather refined.

Thanks to magic, they had economic stability.

Everyone was devoted to their studies and had clear hobbies.

Being all women, they were also into fashion, cosmetics, and cute things.

All these influences turned into positive energy.

The village felt strangely lively and cute as a result.

’Best of all, every single one is quite a beauty.’

The witch clan all boasted stunning appearances.

Since they were all women... it felt like walking into an idol agency.

Even if there weren’t many on the level of Circe or Medea, each one could easily be an idol by human standards.

’Man, just walking around is a feast for the eyes.’

I strolled slowly, taking in the village and the witches.

They glanced at me curiously, probably because a man was a rare sight.

Some shyly hid when our eyes met, while others boldly waved at me.

Every reaction was adorable and beautiful.

’Is this not a man’s paradise?’

Beauties everywhere I looked.

I definitely made the right choice getting sold to the witch clan.

When I return to my domain, I’ll have to gift my lord brother a special mother-daughter NTR cuckold package.

"...Your eyes are practically spinning."

"Ouch."

Circe puffed out her cheeks and pinched my side lightly.

What’s with this cute jealousy?

Isn’t it unfair for a witch over three hundred years old to be this adorable?

Not to mention the massive cleavage and hips below...

I fuck her every day, yet I still want to knock her up daily.

"Well, our village does have a lot of pretty girls. Plenty younger than me."

"Still, to my eyes, Circe’s the prettiest."

"...There you go with your sweet talk again."

"I mean it. No matter how I look, Circe’s the best."

I gently stroked her back as I spoke.

Flinch!

Circe’s body twitched in response.

I’d already thoroughly tamed her body with daily sex.

Even a light touch like this probably makes her pussy react.

"You, even in a place like this..."

Despite her exasperated expression, Circe’s face was gradually flushing red.

"Great Witch, hello!"

"Oh, good to see you. Everything okay?"

"Yes! I learned a new spell recently!"

A trio of witches approached us.

Their smiling faces and excited chatter reminded me of curious kids.

Medea looks relatively young, but these girls felt straight out of a high school.

’Curious and uninhibited, just like high school girls.’

They spoke to Circe but kept stealing glances at me.

It was obvious they were curious about me.

"This is my husband, Karl."

Sensing the mood, Circe introduced me.

That was probably part of why she brought me along.

"He’s been staying at the mansion, helping me out in various ways."

"Hello, I’m Karl."

"Kyaaaa!"

When I greeted them casually, the high school... I mean, the witches went wild.

"Did you hear that? His voice is so deep!"

"So this is a man. So cool."

"They say humans can’t even cast a fireball by age 10, right? How do they survive this long?"

It was like they were looking at a mythical creature.

To witches with no men around, I must be like a national treasure.

Their youthful lack of distance helped too.

’Still, they’re probably older than me or around my age, right?’

Circe and Medea’s mature figures made it less obvious, but the witch clan doesn’t seem that different from humans in lifestyle.

It’s just their longevity and overwhelming magical talent that create a fundamental difference in perception.

"Um... Great Witch! Are you two married?"

"Of course. Karl is my one and only husband."

"So you’re going to have a child together?"

"Y-Yes, that’s right."

"Wow, that’s actually possible?"

Circe blushed at the unexpected question but answered.

They seemed to ask out of pure curiosity.

"It’s so fascinating. Two parents!"

...That’s not a dig.

Since witches reproduce through magic, mother-daughter relationships are the norm.

After that, the witches bombarded us with questions.

"They say humans farm by hand, right?"

"What?! Really? Why not use dragon soldiers?"

"The human world doesn’t have dragon teeth."

"Wow, it’s like the countryside."

The witches chattered for a while before leaving.

Looking back, they talked way more than we did.

"...Sorry, that must’ve been tiring."

"They’re cute, no big deal."

"Kids, huh? Haha, not wrong."

Considering Medea’s attitude, I was half-expecting, "How dare you steal our Great Witch, you thief!"

But they seemed to like me more than I thought, which was a relief beyond relief.

"I figured it’d be like this, but the attention on me is more than I expected."

"Witches are naturally curious. They’re all mages and scholars, after all."

Mages are generally curious.

They’re the weirdos who’d approach a lightning strike wondering, "Why did it hit there?"

Of course, what they’re curious about varies by person.

In my case, I’m particularly interested in female bodies and sex.

"So they’re probably all curious about what kind of person you are. Men are an unknown to witches."

"I was prepared for that kind of attention when I came here."

In a village of only women, I’m the sole man.

If this world’s genre was a bit different, I’d be in danger.

It wouldn’t be surprising to get tied to a bed and ridden hard like a dildo.

Luckily, the witches’ sexual knowledge isn’t that high, so that hasn’t happened.

Besides, who’d dare touch the Great Witch’s husband, unless they’re some cheating elf?

"As long as I have Circe, I don’t care even if it’s hell."

"D-Don’t say such embarrassing things outside! What if someone hears?"

Circe blushed and tried to cover my mouth.

"Oh, so it’s fine when we’re in the bedroom?"

"In there... I’d like you to say it... as often as possible..."

Her voice trailed off toward the end.

She was so adorable, I couldn’t help but hug her.

"S-Stop doing things like this!"

"If you really don’t want it, you could push me away with magic."

"...How could I do that to my husband?"

I often tie her up during sex and make her beg, but there’s no woman like my wife.

She probably allows it because she secretly enjoys it.

Seeing such a powerful woman, who could kill me with a flick of her finger, act so helpless is pretty fun.

"Ugh, let’s just keep touring the village."

After the brief hug, Circe started walking again.

I followed, subtly wrapping my arm around her waist.

This time, she didn’t say anything and leaned her head against me slightly.

***

We continued wandering the village, greeting witches along the way.

We visited a café Medea frequents, checked out shops selling magic equipment, and spent some leisurely time by the central fountain.

It was clear the witch village was highly developed.

My own domain was advanced for a magical territory, but it couldn’t compare to this.

’Their magic level is just on another level, so it’s only natural.’

After casually exploring, we headed to the outskirts.

"Actually, the outskirts need more attention than the village center."

"Is that so?"

"The kids might get into accidents wandering around, or there could be external intrusions."

Personally, I doubt anyone could breach the witches’ multi-layered barriers or be crazy enough to attack them.

But Circe’s attitude was fitting for a leader.

All threats come from carelessness, after all.

’Well, that’s that.’

I’ve got my own job to do.

After checking that no one was around, I reached out and grabbed Circe’s firm ass.

"Ahn♥"

A familiar, lewd moan escaped Circe’s lips.

Like a well-trained female, her reaction was automatic.

"Eeek!"

Startled, she covered her mouth and glanced around.

Confirming no one was there, she shot me a glare.

"W-What are you doing out here all of a sudden?"

"Huh? Weren’t you the one seducing me first? I thought you brought me to this secluded spot on purpose."

"W-Who would have such lewd thoughts... Ahn!"

I hugged Circe tightly and kept kneading her ass.

The sensation was like kneading dough, absolutely divine.

"Ha... Mmm... This is really outside, someone could come..."

"Should I really stop, then?"

"..."

[Circe the Witch’s Mental State]

[Love for her husband, anxiety, excitement, thrill of outdoor sex, arousal]

She’s worried and saying no, but she’s clearly excited about outdoor sex.

’As expected, she’s a lewd masochist pretending otherwise.’

Circe’s always loved being forced.

I can be a bit rough here.

"Wearing such a sexy outfit, I’ve been dying to fuck you."

"Ngh... Ahn... Wait... Mmm♥"

Holding Circe tightly so she couldn’t escape, I lightly caressed her ass, waist, back, and neck.

She could push me away with magic, but she didn’t.

Instead, her body twitched, gradually sinking into pleasure.

"Stop teasing and open your mouth."

"Ah..."

With a dazed expression, Circe opened her small mouth.

Our lips met, and we started a familiar kiss.

"Mmm...

Slurp

.

.. Pwah

...! Mmm..."

We sucked each other’s lips, tangled tongues, and shared saliva.

Pleasure bloomed from the tip of her tongue, heightening her body’s arousal.

’Her breathing’s definitely rougher than usual.’

She was clearly excited, her breaths heavy.

Despite the cool air, I could feel her body temperature rising.

Rustle. Soft...

♥

Circe reached out, naturally wrapping her arms around my neck.

Our bodies pressed closer, her large breasts squishing delightfully.

"

Pwah

... Mmm...

Smack

..."

Circe was fully turned on now.

Forgetting that someone might see, she clung to me, immersed in the kiss.

’A kiss between a married couple could probably be brushed off.’

But what about what comes next?

While continuing the kiss, I naturally started undressing Circe.

Her revealing dress was so easy to remove.

With a few movements, Circe was stark naked.

Her lascivious body, perfectly curved, welcomed me.

’What a body. I never get tired of it.’

Her massive breasts, larger than her head, and her plump, childbearing hips.

Just having this body in my arms filled me with immense satisfaction.

"Pwah...!"

We ended the kiss.

But my caresses didn’t stop.

I naturally moved my hands to her now-defenseless breasts.

Soft... Soft....

"Ngh... Mmm... Mmm!"

Her gloriously soft and firm breasts were molded freely in my hands.

Breasts only I could see and touch.

Just kneading them melted away all my stress and made me feel amazing.

"Mmm...♥ If you touch them like that... Haa..."

A slightly louder moan escaped Circe’s lips.

Her nipples were already stiff from the excitement of the kiss.

"W-Wait... My breasts... Mmm..."

"You’re not going to dodge now, with these lewd breasts out in the open, are you?"

Of course, I’d do what I want even if she did.

I gently rubbed her areola and nipples, focusing on the center.

Circe’s waist bent as she quickly felt pleasure.

"Ha...! Ha...! Ngh! My breasts...! Slowly...! Mmm!"

"We’re just getting started. Hold on."

"N-No...! They’re more sensitive than usual, it feels good...!"

She was feeling it intensely just from touching her breasts.

She’s always sensitive to my touch, but not

this

much.

’She’s definitely turned on by outdoor sex.’

The Great Witch, respected by all witches and the greatest mage, is a pervert who enjoys outdoor play.

I wonder what faces the witches would make if they knew.

"Go ahead."

"Ughhh...!"

Finally, Circe’s waist trembled, and she threw her head back, reaching a massive breast orgasm.

It happened in less than ten minutes since we started in the forest.