Chapter 314 - 314. The Party That Became a Star, and Avea, and (Part 2) (Avea☆)
I made Avea lie face down, hugging a pillow with her knees raised, her hips lifted high. Was she nervous? She rubbed her thighs together and subtly swayed her hips, a gesture that seemed to invite me. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottom and slowly pulled it down. The fabric bunched up around one ankle. The exposed skin of her buttocks still bore clear tan lines. Remembering how pale her original skin must have been, I traced my fingers along the boundary. The feel of her buttocks was soft yet resilient, just like her breasts.
"Mmm... nn..."
Avea let out a sweet moan. Listening to that sensual sound, I carefully studied her hidden sex, now fully exposed. Beneath the swimsuit, a red bud peeked from between her plump labia, and the slit revealed a ripe inner lip. I teasingly traced the swell of her outer lips, caressing her mons. The skin felt smooth and silky.
"You've shaved?"
"It'd be embarrassing if it showed through the swimsuit..."
She whispered in a barely audible voice. As I listened, I traced along her outer lips again, avoiding her slit, and ran a finger toward her anus.
"Nnn!"
Her body twitched sharply. As I felt the folds of that bud, I slowly pushed my finger deeper. The first knuckle sank in, but when I tried to go further, her anus tightened fiercely, resisting entry. As I twisted my finger to push deeper, she suddenly jerked upright—and an elbow came flying at me. I barely dodged it by a hair's breadth.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
My heart pounded from the sudden attack. That strike would've knocked me out cold if it landed. I was so startled that even my arousal nearly deflated.
"You're the one playing around! I'm a woman!"
"I know that."
"Then why aren't you touching... um... the front part?"
Her voice dropped to an almost inaudible mumble, but she snapped back at me.
"A... Avea. Of course I know you're a woman. That's exactly why I wanted to see you squirm in embarrassment—and to heighten my own excitement by playing with your anus."
At my words, she flinched back, clearly unnerved.
"How can you say something like that with a straight face?"
Avea stared at me, visibly confused.
"You're the one who asked, aren't you? Make up your mind—should I treat you gently or roughly?"
Hearing that, she stared blankly at the wrinkled sheets, lips tightly pressed. Then she extended both arms forward.
"Mash, tie me up. After that, I'm all yours."
Her gaze shifted to my crotch. She gulped audibly.
"Please... put that inside the front."
Even tightly bound, she could probably tear the ropes apart, and I half-expected a kick, but I tied her hands anyway. I even took a photo of her like that.
I had Avea resume the position, her hips lifted. Hesitantly, I ran my finger over her anus once more.
"Nn... Mash... that area might really be dirty..."
She no longer seemed to resist. But she wriggled her hips, trying to escape my touch—unaware that her movements only fueled my sadistic urges.
I pulled an anal cleaner from my storage. She flinched, her face twisting in fear at its strange shape.
"W-what is that?"
"This is an anal cleaner given to me by Momo's mother. I've used it to clean many women's anuses."
In truth, I'd only used it on Mizuki, but no need to mention that. I pressed the acorn-shaped tip—the plug part—against her anus. She seemed to understand its purpose immediately.
"W-wait! There's no way something like that can fit!"
"It has to fit. My cock is even bigger than this, you know?"
"Why are you assuming you're going to put yours in! That's why I said the front—ahhh!"
I pushed the anal cleaner in all the way to the base. Simultaneously, she arched her back violently and let out a high-pitched cry that sounded like a scream.
"N-no! Mash, please! Take it out!"
"If you strain, it might fall out, right?"
When I said that, she actually started straining, so I pushed it back in firmly.
"Hyaa!"
She arched her back again. Enjoying her reaction, I pressed my fingers against her outer lips, spreading her folds. Her red, matured sex was already moist, her exposed clitoris swelling with arousal.
"You're already wet. You're getting turned on by this, aren't you?"
"N-no, Mash, please... don't look..."
She twisted her body, trying to escape my gaze, but I held her down and traced her sex with my fingers.
"Aahn!"
Then I sucked her clitoris.
"Mash, wh-what are you—ahh!"
Rolling it with my tongue, she trembled and spasmed, letting out moans. Encouraged by her responsiveness, I slid a finger into her vagina. It was already slick with arousal, and my finger sank in deeply. Inside, the mucous membranes clung and writhed, resisting the intrusion. I pulled it out, then thrust it back in all the way, matching the rhythm.
"Aahh!"
Avea cried out. Watching her like this, I felt an overwhelming urge to bury myself inside her. That desire surged up violently.
Then, the soles of her feet reached for my crotch, gently stroking my shaft.
"Mash. I want to see you too."
Avea climbed on top of me. We shifted into a 69 position, pleasuring each other. I tormented her clitoris with my tongue while probing for her G-spot with my fingers. She greedily pressed her sex against my face. Drops of arousal landed on my nose and cheeks. Avea licked my cock thoroughly, then took my erect shaft into her mouth, swallowing it down to the base and sucking hard as she pulled back. I couldn't hold back any longer and thrust into her mouth. She let out a gurgling groan but couldn't resist the sensation enveloping her lips. I devoured her fluids, thrusting again and again. She clung to me, bobbing her head up and down.
It didn't take long before I could no longer hold back my climax. Avea's lower body began trembling uncontrollably, signaling her approaching peak. Then, as I shot my load into her mouth, she arched her back sharply and reached her own climax simultaneously. After I finished ejaculating, I felt her throat move as she swallowed. Her tongue continued to move seductively, licking me clean, even sucking out every last drop. The stimulation reignited my arousal.
Finally, she released my cock from her mouth and gazed at it with a dazed, blissful expression.
"Isn't it over once you come?"
Hearing her amazed voice, I slipped out from beneath her.
"It tastes weird. Your taste is still stuck in my throat."
She murmured. Still flushed with the afterglow, her body radiated heat.
"You've never swallowed before?"
"Putting anything in my mouth was my first time too..."
With her bound hands, she awkwardly wiped her mouth. The sight was strangely alluring.
A third time, she herself assumed the position, lifting her hips.
"I want to see your face when you enter me."
"If I remember your expression, I'll die of embarrassment."
As she spoke, I slowly pulled out the anal cleaner from her rear.
"Aaaauuuggghhh!"
She let out a lingering moan. The hole left behind gaped open, strangely provocative. Her vagina, previously stimulated by my fingers, also stood open, the depths tightly constricted, feeling even tighter than her anus. I first pressed my cock against her anus.
"Mash... that's wrong. The deal was different."
"But you're ready here too."
Her saliva served as lubricant. Her rosebud clenched tightly, but with a little pressure, the head of my cock slipped in smoothly.
"W-wait! I said the front first!"
"But you're not resisting, are you?"
"After climaxing just now, my body won't listen to me. It's automatically giving in to your wishes."
"Then it's fine to keep going, right?"
I pushed my hips forward, and most of my cock disappeared into her anus.
"Mash... please... I begged for the front first..."
Avea pleaded in a fading voice. Her vulnerable state stirred my sadistic urges, making me want to plunge in all the way. But considering our future relationship, I couldn't ignore her earnest request. I pulled my cock out of her anus and repositioned it at her entrance. Slowly, I thrust forward, sinking the tip in. Mixed arousal and saliva made it glide smoothly. I pushed through the warm, soft, slippery folds, but about halfway in, I met strong resistance. Increasing the pressure, Avea let out a soft "Uuuh," and simultaneously, the resistance vanished. My cock surged deep into her core.
"Aaauuuuggghhh!"
She arched her back. Between her strands of red hair, her nape showed a delicate femininity, but from there down, her body was a masterpiece of muscle. It almost felt like embracing a man, yet the warm, enveloping sensation of her vagina and the softness of her hips were unmistakably female. I slowly pulled back, then thrust hard. Repeating the motion, Avea responded by writhing her body sensually. She looked back at me, tears welling in her eyes, giving me a pained, longing gaze. I leaned over her, covering her body, and thrust into her while kissing her. As I did, my hands roamed over her body. She had seemed to reject her femininity, but her body still held delicate traces of it. Touching those parts, awakening her womanhood, a suffocatingly feminine scent began to fill the room, enveloping us. Drunk on that fragrance, I pounded into her from behind.
"Mash... this time, face to face..."
At Avea's urging, we shifted to the missionary position. I untied her wrists so she could move her arms. Immediately, she threw her arms around my neck and hungrily sucked my lips. I tangled my tongue with hers, reinserting myself into her. She seemed eager to take me in, lifting her hips in anticipation. When I thrust in deeply, she slightly winced.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't worry about it. Just hurry..."
Prompted by Avea, I began thrusting. I plunged into her again and again, devouring every part of her.
"Ah, aah, ahh, aaaaaahhh, Mash!"
She held me tightly, begging for kisses. I responded, kneading her thrusting breasts, then sucking them. Our sweat mixed, and I felt as if the boundaries between us were dissolving and merging into one. Her body burned hot, flushed red, and her vagina clung to me with hot, sticky arousal, as if trying to melt me. She dug her nails into my back and sucked at my neck. I pierced her body with my cock and sucked at her chest.
"Mash... I'm close... ahfnn!"
Her voice rose in pitch as she tightened her vagina sharply. I quickened my pace, matching her rising ecstasy, preparing to pour everything into her. Finally, my climax reached its peak. I released my second load deep into her core.
"Kuuuuuuh!"
She tensed her entire body, curling up to receive the semen. She endured the repeated spurts, her body rigid. When I finished releasing everything into her, she relaxed, collapsing limply onto the bed.
"I used to be a solo adventurer. I'd occasionally form temporary parties, but mostly I handled guild requests alone. One day, I met a mage's daughter at a tavern. She was different from me—delicate, like she'd break if I held her too tight."
Avea lay beside me, shoulder to shoulder. Her body still bore traces of our act, faintly flushed, beads of sweat like jewels on her skin. Her breathing hadn't fully settled. Lying on her back, she stared at the ceiling, but her gaze seemed to reach far beyond.
"We strangely hit it off, and the drinks flowed. We spent the night together and watched a star vanish into the morning sky. She became the only person I could ever call my lover, and after that, I started traveling in a party."
"Was that 'Altair'?"
Avea nodded at my question.
"As we kept traveling, I started thinking it was better to have more companions. It wasn't bad—having noisy moments, solving problems together while exploring dungeons and taking requests. But..."
Suddenly, her face twisted. From her expression, I could guess how that party ended. But I stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.
"Somehow, the man who joined later started a relationship with her. When I confronted her, she said our relationship was just a fling—something temporary."
"Avea..."
I wanted to say something to her bitter profile, but no words came. She noticed my gaze, gave a faint, twisted smile, and shook her head.
"It's fine. It was like playing house. We just rubbed against each other, exchanged kisses. Before meeting her, I never thought I'd be in a relationship with another woman, and even that it would last as a romance felt strange. But really..."
She didn't say more, but the moist edge of her words carried her feelings.
"So the party disbanded?"
Now, Avea worked for the Mateo Trading Company as a dedicated bodyguard. She called herself 'Altair,' but its members were fluid, changing based on the escort mission or assembled from those who responded to requests. In practice, it didn't function as a fixed party. Yet, she shook her head at my question.
"One day, that man came after me too."
"What? So you ended up in some messy love triangle and enjoyed it!"
Avea stared at me, mouth agape, then narrowed her eyes and chuckled.
"You never change. If he were like you, he might've handled it better. But for me, it was an opportunity. I pretended to show interest, acted like I was falling for his advances. I let him get me drunk and lead me to bed. And when he tried to push himself into me... I knocked him flat. He flipped over like a frog, so I kicked him right in the groin as hard as I could."
Watching her laugh, I felt my own groin instinctively shrink. I'd been harassing her with sexual advances this whole time, yet I was genuinely relieved my manhood had survived.
"So the party disbanded, leaving only Avea?"
"No, technically, one other remains. There's that middle-aged swordsman. He's been with me since then."
I searched my memory and recalled such a man. But he also seemed like just another hired guard, and I'd never seen him acting with Avea.
"So your current main man is that guy, then?"
At my words, Avea gaped.
"What are you talking about? He's just a comrade. Well, 'just' isn't right. He's a valuable partner, but not that kind of relationship."
She tilted her head. I tilted mine too.
"That doesn't make sense. Then who was the man who took your virginity?"
Avea ran her own fingers down to her sex. "Nn..." She winced slightly, then pulled her fingers out and thrust them under my nose.
"Take a good look."
Her index and middle fingers were wet with semen and arousal. The mixed fluid was a soft pink.
"Wha—!"
I propped myself up, staring intently. Then she put her fingers in her own mouth, and thrust them into mine.
"It was you."
Her fingers pulled out.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"I didn't want you pitying me. And if you knew I was a virgin at my age, you'd probably laugh at me."
Hearing that, I slumped my shoulders.
"Even so, you should've told me earlier. I wanted to verbally tease you, see your face endure humiliation! And I wanted to burn the image of your face when I first thrust deep inside you into my brain!"
"That's exactly what I didn't want!"
She raised her voice, then sighed.
"I almost lost my first experience to being taken from behind. That was close."
"Was the front better?"
"Obviously. If you wanted it, I'd have no choice, but I'm a woman."
Avea blushed and looked away.
"Come to think of it, there's something I need to clarify from what you just said."
"What?"
"You said 'a virgin at my age.' Exactly how old are you, Avea?"
Her tanned, well-trained skin looked youthful. But she was definitely past her twenties. As an A-rank adventurer, her strength suggested she wasn't that young. She was certainly older than Maira. Yet, she'd mentioned wanting children someday. So she wasn't at that desperate age yet. As I pondered this, my nose was pinched.
"Ow! What are you—"
My voice came out nasal, distorted.
"Listen. I'm twenty years old."
"No way... You're pulling my leg..."
"In your mind, I'll always be twenty. Got it?"
If I said no, it felt like she'd rip my nose off. I had no choice but to nod.