Chapter 87 Pressed Against the Glass

We took our drinks and continued walking.

Circe’s body was still trembling faintly.

"Hoo... Seriously. I never thought I’d end up doing something like this."

Circe leaned her head against me with a soft thud.

It was endearing, her acting cute like this in public.

This was, in a way, a form of sexual appeal.

She said she didn’t want this, that it’d be bad if she got caught.

But it was obvious her pussy was itching with excitement.

Deep down, she was probably eagerly anticipating when I’d fuck her.

’She’s so hot, how could I not fuck her?’

I’d planned to have outdoor sex since we were out anyway.

But her reactions made me even more determined to try the play I’d been wanting to do.

"Actually, I’ve got another play planned for today."

"...How much have you prepared, exactly?"

Circe glanced at me.

It wasn’t just the rotor—her cheeks were flushed with arousal.

She must have sensed we’d be having sex soon.

We did it every time we went out, and her pussy was in a constant state of arousal thanks to the rotor.

’She’s gonna be shocked when she sees what I’ve prepared.’

Despite appearances, I’m serious about sex.

That means I’ll do anything for stimulating play.

"Shall we head over there?"

"Over there? That’s the plaza..."

Circe looked puzzled.

Even for outdoor sex, we’d always been careful not to get caught.

Usually, we did it in secluded forests with few people.

Or in quiet alleys with no signs of life.

The thrill of someone possibly showing up was part of the appeal of outdoor sex...

But today’s outdoor sex had a different flavor.

"Pretty cool, right?"

"W-when did you set this up?"

Circe’s eyes widened in surprise at the sight in the plaza.

In front of us was a large box made of mirrors.

Roughly the size of a shipping container.

It looked out of place in the middle of the street.

If people were passing by, they’d definitely stop to check it out.

"I prepared it specially for today."

"W-what are you planning to do...?"

"Just come inside."

"Mmm..."

I opened the door and stepped inside.

It was furnished with blankets, bottled water, towels, and other items.

But the most unique feature of this box...

"You can see outside?"

"That’s the whole point of this box."

A magic mirror.

From the outside, it just looked like a mirror.

But from the inside, you could see everything outside.

’Took quite a bit of effort to recreate this.’

In Japan on Earth, you occasionally see small trucks.

If they’re shaking a lot, it means someone’s having sex inside.

"S-seriously, you’re planning to do it here?"

"Wouldn’t it be thrilling to do it while watching witches walk by outside?"

"...How do you come up with such perverted ideas?"

Circe swallowed hard as she spoke.

As a witch, she probably couldn’t imagine such a play.

But having experienced outdoor sex, she knew the thrill of it.

From her expression, she didn’t seem inclined to refuse.

Her pussy, already teased by the rotor, was probably too aroused to hold back.

"...It really can’t be seen from outside, right?"

"Of course. You saw it yourself—outside, it just looks like an ordinary mirror structure. No one’s going to mess with it either."

It was locked, so no one could come in out of curiosity.

Besides, no witch here was mischievous enough to tamper with something like this.

"Outdoor sex is one thing, but doing it right in front of people? This isn’t bad, right?"

"..."

Circe still looked conflicted.

But in the end, she reached for the straps of her dress.

"...If anyone finds out, I’m really going to resent you."

"If that happens, I’ll take responsibility. Half of your life is mine now, after all."

With trembling hands, Circe pulled down the straps of her dress.

The beautiful black dress fell to the floor.

In front of the magic mirror, where the outside was fully visible.

Circe’s body, clad in black underwear, was revealed before me.

Her panties were already soaked, completely ruined by her dripping juices.

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"I-if we’re doing this, hurry up and take your clothes off too. It’s embarrassing being the only one like this."

Circe covered her bra-clad breasts with both arms, glancing sideways.

Her perky breasts and slender waist.

Below, her wide hips and ass.

Those white mounds of flesh were accentuated by her ornate black underwear.

The beads of sweat on her skin made Circe’s already sexy body even more provocative.

’She must be extra nervous because you can see outside.’

Through the magic mirror, the street was fully visible.

No one was passing by yet.

But the fact that the outside was so clear probably made her feel psychologically exposed.

"Alright, I’ll strip too."

Circe nodded faintly.

I quickly took off my top and bottoms.

I was already itching to get my clothes off and get started.

Circe’s sensual body.

Doing this play while watching the outside was getting hard to resist.

Soon, I was down to just my underwear too.

’A man and woman in their underwear, separated by just a piece of glass from the outside.’

Even I found this situation thrilling.

It was already this exciting in underwear—imagine how it’d feel once we really got going.

"...Your eyes look like a beast’s. It’s kind of scary."

"That’s because you’re so damn hot, Circe. Honestly, I’m barely holding back right now."

"You’re actually trying to hold back...?"

"Of course. If I wasn’t, I’d have pounced on you already. I’m keeping it together because this is a special play I prepared."

"God, you’re just... Hng!"

I hugged Circe from behind, still in her underwear.

The softness and sweet scent of her feminine body greeted me.

"Wow, your skin and body are so soft."

"C-can you keep those thoughts to yourself...?"

"Why? I’m just honestly praising my wife."

"Doesn’t it sound kind of perverted?"

"Perverted? Isn’t this what’s really perverted? Haa..."

"Hii!"

I buried my face in Circe’s nape and inhaled her scent.

Her slightly flushed cheeks from embarrassment.

Her trembling body, barely covered by her bra and panties, was insanely hot.

To have such an unbelievable body and such a beautiful face.

She was a female who tempted men with her entire being, begging to be fucked.

"Seriously, why is my wife so damn sexy? I had to hold back from hugging you the whole time we were walking."

"D-don’t cling to me like that... Ngh...!"

I sucked on Circe’s soft nape.

Her body trembled faintly, growing even more aroused.

"Ah... There... Hng...!"

Her soft body pressed against mine, delivering sweet pleasure.

Just looking at this body was a delight, but holding it like this felt like I was on cloud nine.

How long did I savor Circe’s body?

She cautiously turned her head.

"Don’t just suck my neck... Kiss me..."

Her switch must have flipped, as her face was filled with desire.

As she wished, I kissed her immediately.

"Hng... Haa... Mmm...

Slurp

...♥"

Circe, perhaps in a rush, eagerly pressed her lips against mine.

We’d kissed dozens of times by now, so we were both used to it.

Holding a beautiful woman tightly from behind, indulging in a deep kiss.

Each time our tongues intertwined, our breaths grew heavier, and our hearts raced faster.

"Haa...!"