Dark Magician as a Hero

When we get up in the morning, we go to the bath at once. Because I love each other intensely every night, I sweat and my body is sticky. For the record, it's awkward for a servant to see you after you're lewd, so you can enter the dressing room as soon as you go down the hidden stairs you built in the room.

The hot water in the bathtub boiled last night, so it's pretty warm. That said, it's perfect for slowly relaxing your body while you're still sleepy.

"Nhhhh ~ ~"

In a good mood, Olivia's silver hair soaking in the hot tub reflects the morning sun from the window and sparkles. It glosses like a jewel thanks to careful washing just now.

"I didn't notice at night, but my hair has gotten pretty. Besides, if I looked closely, my skin... felt so good that I touched it."

When I brush my wife's hair lightly with a hand comb, it is as smooth as silk and feels no resistance.

"Thanks to the soap and shampoo that Diane brought me. Her family has been studying hygiene and cosmetics for many years."

Speaking of which, you said that you would shut down the whorehouse, and that would convince me that this kind of house would develop.

"The desire to be beautiful for my beloved lord is a woman's sex, both in ancient and present times. To keep bees' drunk ', you need to be beautiful and perfumed.

Plumpy, on the other side of Olivia, Diane, who sandwiched me into the hot tub, quickly wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

The smell of flowers drifted from Deanne, who was washing her hair with a subtle bubble of different colors. Unlike the smell of soap, does this smell like hair?

"What a nice smell... if you smell this smell interchangeably, you're going to" get drunk "with Frafulla and Deane."

"I have no intention of sending anyone but Chris."

Deanne smiles brightly and gets even closer. Hmm, I let it scatter last night, but I'll be fine when I'm stupid.

"Oh? Milord..."

Olivia laughed bitterly and reached out to my creature at the same time, Deane. Your beloved wife gently stroked your dick and quickly entered the battle.

"I don't care if you have sex from morning till you get stiff, and if you ejaculate vaginally one at a time, you'll get out of the bath."

When I got out of the bathtub, I first caressed Olivia's pussy, sitting on the bathroom floor. Like her hair, her silver pubic hair covers her mouth, which is more cleaned under Diane's guidance. Last night, when I crawled my tongue into a honey hole filled with plenty of seeds, it smelled soft and nice.

"Chuk, muchu... that smells so good, you were wearing perfume in anticipation?

"Hahn! Ha, yes... Milord, don't you often start having sex in the bath... nhah! Ahh... I took care of it whenever I asked for it... nfuu..."

I feel good when it smells good when I chew. As a natural manner to keep your genitals clean during sex - I wash them carefully with soap as well - if you have any concern around here, it will not only make you have sex and feel good, but it will also make you feel lovely.

---Kucha, Kucha, Kucha.

"Ahh... hyun!

When honey overflows from your pussy, the aroma of love juice and perfume is mixed and the quality of the smell changes. There is no doubt that it is a "perfume for such a purpose". The scent of a flower that was fragrant during the smell changes to an aroma that stimulates sensuality as soon as it is mixed with the love liquid.

"It's getting wet... I can't believe Olivia, who was innocent until she was held by me, turned out to be such a lewd girl."

"Hiu! Wow, I'm naughty... only in front of Milord..."

Olivia challenged with her face bright red, sitting on her lap, overlapping her lips while penetrating her pussy.

"Nmmhhh... hahahaaa! You're so weak... hiahhhhhhhh!

We young couples have sex almost every night. If you lay your skin on top of each other many times, you'll see that it's your preferred posture.

For example, Olivia likes the face-to-face seating she's doing right now and reaches each other in this pose once a night. In my case, I prefer the back position while holding my tits from behind. [M]

Incidentally, it seems that Diane also feels the most at her back, but in her case, she remembers my personality and how she reacts during sex, and is likely to match her preferences. It can be said that it is a woman's preference to thoroughly match her preferences.

Anyway, focus on Olivia. Every time you push up from the bottom with your knees on, the tip of the stick hits the back of your vagina. This is Olivia's weakest spot, and as soon as I poke her with a meat stick, she'll run out of room and leave me alone.

"Nhah! Nnnnnnnnnnnn! Hyahhhh!!

Her vagina feels warm and pleasant, but she can't ignore the giant tits shaking in front of her. Includes nipples rubbed with both hands.

"Yaaaaaaa! I can't cum! I'm cumming with my pussy and tits at the same time."

---Kuchu is muuuuu!

Sweet nipple bite and inhale. At the same time, you're pushing hard, and ejaculating vaginally into your climax-bound pussy.

----Buck, buck, buck....

"Haaaaaaaaa!... hahaha Milord... nchu"

At the same time, we kiss and leave, a shame. Shortly after she came, she lay face to face on the floor of the bath. Well, you kept me waiting.

"I've been expecting you, and I would like to ask Deanne to show her mercy."

Whether it's a cat stretching pose or just crawling around and pointing his butt at me, he invites me to show off. The honey pot was already wet enough to need caressing.

"Nfuu... I felt comforted by seeing Chris and Olivia in love... please have mercy on this slutty Deanne... Master"

Diane looks at me with her pure white, fluffy buttocks and wet eyes. Of course, because the other party is my wife, there is no need to put up with it.

Grab your thin hips with both hands, and push your cumming stick to Deane's pussy. As she is in the bath, her proud long red hair is wrapped up in a towel, and she feels an irresistible color on her white, beautiful back and slender nose.

----Zulu Zulu Zulu Pan Pan Pan Pan

"Ahhh! Nice! You ejaculated so much vagina yesterday. I just let Olivia's vagina in! I can't believe how hard this is going to happen!"

Diane is consciously tightening and wrapping it softly, adjusting the force she can put into her vagina to make it feel good as I hit it. Even if you know the weak part, you'll be attacked by even more pleasure, and if you relax, you'll be lightly mad.

Moving the hand that was holding his hips, he rubbed his big tits. And hit it even harder.

"Ahhhhh! But your husband really likes tits already."

"Ah, I love it, it's crazy not to have such a superb touch!

Move your hands, push your hips out, and caress your body with your tongue. When Diane's voice ran out of room, the orgasm sensation increased.

"Kuuu, let's go! I'll see Deanne in her womb and blow up my baby."

"Hahahaha! Heidi, please give Deanne your husband's sperm! Please make me pregnant with your master's love!

----Doppu, doppu.....

then

I got on too well, and in the end the three of them had fun having sex in the bath. I'll serve you just a little longer, I'm still fine, so one more shot... while I'm doing that, my daughter-in-law is in a groggy state, and I've had a hard time wiping my body and changing clothes.

"Chris, you're young, so I won't tell you to keep it down. But... this Martha thinks she can care a little more about her partner."

That's why I'm sitting on the floor in front of Martha (55 years old), the tailor's wife, who is the representative of the helper before breakfast, and being lectured.

My daughter-in-law is flustered on the sofa and is embraced by Oba and the others.

"Absolutely! Eighteen-year-old boys aren't going to be enough, but they won't be able to keep up with their grown-up wives! Reflect!

"Ha, yes! Of course, I reflect on the lack of care for Olivia and Deanne!

Afterwards, I received a thorough sermon, and it was late in the morning and still a little early in the afternoon when I found breakfast.

No matter how young you are, your health hasn't recovered enough to enjoy a date with both of you. Wouldn't it be better to restore it magically? Oba and the others heard that if you rely too much on magic in everyday life, you lose resistance to magic unconsciously.

It would be troublesome to arrange detailed reasoning or explain it to people who don't understand magic. In short, if I explained that relying on too much convenience is bad for my body, I was convinced.

I sat on the sofa and asked my daughter-in-law to bring me a book while they slept on their lap pillows. Now, it was time to relax and read a book...

"Chris, you have a visitor. He says Salima is the leader of the mercenary group" Hot Sand Dragon. "

Unfortunately, I don't know about mercenaries and other races because I don't know them, but I came to visit them, so I don't mind meeting them. Anyway, I was just gonna run out of space at the Mansion.

I went to the docking room, careful not to wake the two sleeping on my lap pillow.

When I talk to the leader of the mercenary regiment, I imagine a stiff man, but Salima is a woman's name. When I replace the big man I just imagined with a woman... let's stop, it's not good for mental health.

While regretting that Oba-chan should have asked who he was, he opened the door between the contacts. What I was waiting for there was a pretty lady in the middle of the 30s.

The dark, habitual hair is put together at the back of the head, and the tall, stylish salima greets with a friendly smile.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you, I'm Salima. I'll let you live in a nearby mansion."

Her first impression of wanting to shake hands was that she was a two-legged carnivore, and even in plain clothing, her exposed limbs tightened like a cat beast, perhaps beating each other without magic would kill her instantly.

"Nice to meet you, Chris. He's a wizard, but for some reason he lives here."

"Oh, what a good man. The brave man saw the body of a big wolf of demon king species in the lord's mansion yesterday! If you were 30 years younger, you'd be pushing me into bed! Ahahaha"

It hurts a lot to get banged on the back and ask if they know about it, and they know all the mercenaries who have already gathered the Adventurers.

"Nah, my toko is just a big place for the stupid fool and the kid I picked up on the battlefield... but I didn't have to fight the Demon King, thank you. Thanks to you, my idiots didn't die."

This pioneering project, the first difficulty is planned to crush the demon king species, and he told me with a sigh that the tough battle is prepared, but the first to die is a mercenary like ourselves fighting on the front line.

"If this development succeeded, I was asked to participate, believing that both Atashi and Atashi's kids would be more steadfast. It's a privilege that can't be thought of anywhere else, living in a big mansion, and the kids are very happy."

Mercenaries are treated as disposables on the battlefield, and depending on what they can do with their land and homes, nobility is not a dream... Her mercenary regiment has a high level of morale and motivation. However, the battle against the Demon King species didn't mean no casualties, and that was all that bothered her.

"Hey, Cook! Go sell the materials of the monster you hunted! The demon king is dead! I thought it was a dream, and I stumbled on my men's cheeks! Hahaha!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! If you still think it's a dream, put your cheek on.

"Great, brave man, if you want your daughter, I'll iron it for you. My tenth daughter is nine years old."

"If I take my little daughter as my wife, my reputation will fall to the ground! How many children do you have, Mr. Salima?

"I see, the first child is 14, and 23 of the 45 so far have given birth... and just 50 have taken over the kid who lost his parents in the fight, because the stupid pussy that was eaten up is like a clam kid..."

Even though I looked in my 30s, I was 45 years old. No, I had a lot more children than I expected. It seems that the mercenary group "Hot Sand Dragon" is like Salima's top family.

All the fathers of the children they gave birth to were different, most of them burning up overnight in love with the men they met on the battlefield. Occasionally, when I exchanged letters and heard about recent developments, it seems that all the men who had children with her have been born anyway. They rely on their helpers to find foster parents for the children they took over and have their subordinates introduce them to their steadfast work.

The brave man is 18, isn't he? My daughter at that age... is the daughter of a court sorcerer's son, Inteli. It was named Murphyza, and my father took it back, but I don't know what's going on right now... I send letters from time to time, but I don't hear back, well, it's a letter from an elderly woman that the great nobleman used to play with. Can you read it? "

There are many men who have a relationship, but at that time they really loved the other person, but some men take back their children, and often they break up due to circumstances beyond their control at the time of childbirth. There are many who admire her while raising children while taking care of war orphans. Anyway, there are a lot of them, specifically almost everyone in the "Hot Sand Dragon" mercenary regiment.

In fact, her children were the most motivated in the pioneering project, and they were eager to prepare for the demon king species crusade in order to make life easier for their mother.

Mahendra, the eldest son of the mercenary regiment, is very good both as a commander and as a warrior, with a shortage of around 3,000 people leading the "Hot Sand Dragon" mercenary regiment that admires her at the age of 30. He is the real leader of the mercenary regiment as it stands, and Salima is a bit proud to talk about her son.

That's a good thing you're sticking to filial piety.

"The kid who breastfed me in the middle of the battle just got a little bit of a subordinate."

I'm drinking the tea that I put out with malice as a cover. It was a demon king species crusade that was scolded by various parties. But I was honestly glad her children and men didn't have to die, because she's a good person, and I'm sure she'd be deeply saddened if someone who admired herself died.

"Did you come here today to say thank you?

"No, it's also a face-to-face meeting with the little ones. Would you like to work with the little ones? Brave men are the best when you stand up and trust them."

I don't think I have any credibility or anything in my first encounter, but my credibility = the trust of the temple, and I think it will be okay because the goddess chose it.

"My client said if he might see the brave man, he'd have about two weeks to go back and forth."

"You want me to stay away from my wife for two weeks?

For me, who was aware that my daughter-in-law was drowning before I met Olivia, such a prolonged escape was clearly close to torture. I'm impressed with Mr. Salima, but let me say no.

"Well, it's just a story, but if anything happens, I don't mind bringing my wife. After all, I'm asking you to escort Princess Carl, the princess of the" Crater Islands United Kingdom ", who came to negotiate with Prince Carl with patience, to the shipyard on the west coast. Isn't it just right for you to bring your daughter-in-law? I don't care how you look at it, lady. I think we can talk about it."

My idiots can't talk to a princess! I'm just kidding... is that a kind of request you can refuse? If you refuse, Salima will be punished for the information leak.

Later I heard that when my son asked for this request, he had an intuitive, unexpected and helpless bad feeling, so he wanted to pull me in somehow. And her instinct, a mercenary in battle, was undoubtedly right.