I Became a 6★ Gacha Character-Chapter 211: 4★ 'Forest Stalker' Grace

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Laid out on the table like a feast, her naked body was pristine, save for the traces of virgin blood lightly smeared on her thighs.

Her innocent v*gina, still tight, was being ruthlessly invaded by a monstrous member, plunging in and out with obscene sounds.

"Uh, ugh, hyeek-"

Whether it was the delayed effect of alcohol or a lack of nocturnal activities, only surfing the web at night, any consideration for her being a virgin was now absent from my mind.

I was just relentlessly thrusting into the 4★ virgin v*gina, which had barely been torn open for an hour and was already skillfully accommodating me.

The sight of Katie, with her legs spread wide on the wooden table, was pitiful.

Her limp limbs contrasted with the inside of her v*gina eagerly welcoming the pounding.

With every thrust, white foam gathered and spread beyond the reddened v*gina to her pale thighs.

Each time I thrust forward, I felt a unique sensation at the tip of my member.

Pressing down on her wet v*gina was like leaving footprints in fresh snow.

'...Why am I so aroused? Is it the alcohol?'

The constant thrusting against her cervix made her stomach twitch and convulse. The pleasure caused her smooth abs to flutter as if they were being pounded from the inside, her thin skin quivering under the strain.

The sight of her white breasts stirred me, and I moved my hips; her moaning drove me further, and even her tongue, which seemed to seek a kiss only to retreat, aroused me to move again.

It was more like the actions of a monster driven by lust than a skilled man leading.

The intention of being considerate while taking her virginity seemed to have disappeared with my first ejaculation.

Even as I moved, my mind was clear enough to assess the situation.

The liquor we drank, wasn't it more than just strong alcohol?

Could it be a natural aphrodisiac, like those used in brothels?

"Ro, Roland-♡"

"Alright, let's kiss."

"Ah, ahh, umm~♡"

With the obscene sound of thrusting, Katie barely managed to lift her head.

The sight of her saliva-soaked mouth was not repulsive, but rather intensely arousing.

If she's feeling pleasure rather than pain from this intense action, could it really be an aphrodisiac?

...Well, if that's the case, there's nothing I can do about it.

In such a situation, I couldn't just withdraw and scatter divine energy around, suspecting something wrong.

So, I lean down and cover her mouth with mine.

Despite her tall and slender stature, Katie's body was small and delicate compared to mine.

As I pressed down on her from above, I wondered if Han Se-ah, watching through the camera, could see anything but my back.

I remembered feeling annoyed when watching some adult videos, especially domestic ones, where the man's backside was more visible than anything else.

Joking aside, my mind is clouded with thoughts of sex, as if the liquor we drank was not just strong, but mixed with an overly potent tonic or aphrodisiac.

With that thought, I aggressively kiss her small, mumbling lips.

Not a gentle peck, but a forceful tongue invading her mouth, leaving no room for breath.

Her eyes widened in shock as my thick tongue, wriggling like a snake, suddenly plunged into her mouth.

Chup, chwup, chuh-heup-

With my hips still thrusting aggressively, I pin Katie between the table and my muscles, pressing her down. Unable to resist the pressure on her stomach, she helplessly allows my tongue to ravage her mouth.

My member was steadily melting the v*gina of the Northern maiden, imprinting its shape, and I intended to leave my mark in her small, soft mouth as well.

Startled by the sudden invasion from two ways, her own tongue froze.

Maybe expecting her to do anything else while being penetrated is too much for a virgin?

"Ph, phaah! I can’t breathe!"

Perhaps more bothered by the suffocating kiss than by my member inside her, she weakly pats my back.

I licked and nibbled the insides of her cheeks and gums, eliciting a reaction from her that suggested she had never experienced such a kiss before.

Her mouth opened wide, utterly overpowered.

"Ro, Roland? Hic, my, my insides, my back-!"

But there's always an end and a limit to everything.

The Northern maiden's v*gina, which had obediently welcomed me, finally couldn’t withstand the overwhelming pleasure and released a surge of fluids.

Simultaneously, her slender body started to twitch under me.

Her swollen breasts knock against my chest, a pleasant sensation.

While her breasts might not match the size of Grace's armor-concealed ones or Irene's occasionally glimpsed voluptuousness, they are neither absent nor small.

Her white breasts squished against me, their firm pink nipples tapping against my chest.

"Ah, aah, huff, huuuh-!!!"

...All of this made me crave something like a milk shaved ice.

Although there was no shaved ice, there was another source of milk to pay attention to.

Despite the awkward angle due to our height difference, I lifted my body off hers and leaned down to take a large bite of her soft breast.

Her breasts, while not large enough to smother her face, were soft to the touch, reminiscent of a pile of northern snow.

As I fervently sucked on her erect pink nipples, Katie's body spasmodically arched off the table.

"I feel like I'm going to, going to come-♡♡♡!!!"

"Did the madams teach you to say that?"

"The madam, to the nobleman, says they like it-!"

Her arms, which attempted to embrace me, fell weakly to her sides.

Her firm abs twitched like they had cramps from her multiple orgasms.

As I bit down on her breast, leaving a mark as if to finish, a final surge of fluids poured from her completely melted v*gina, and Katie's head dropped listlessly.

Anyone seeing this might think I killed a virgin with my member, but mine was still eagerly pulsing.

"Wow, Roland? Aren’t you being too rough with a virgin? I noticed it on our first night too, but in bed, you really become wicked."

"…Grace?"

As I contemplated what to do with my still aroused member while looking at Katie sprawled on the table, an unexpected voice came from behind.

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Raei Translations

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The reason Grace and Katie prepared skewers and alcohol together wasn't to keep each other in check.

As their camaraderie as comrades deepened, they shared more personal stories, including ones about me.

...Being an adult game, it seems there's no aversion to harems.

In a society where it's normal for men of any standing to have multiple women, as long as they have the capability, Katie couldn’t resist her curiosity and approached Grace.

Grace decided to share me with Katie-

Grace confessed after a few thrusts of my member.

"I, I was curious, ooooh~♡♡♡"

Grace, who was lured into the 1-person tent furnished with a makeshift bed, was also heavily influenced by alcohol.

Without needing much foreplay, I stripped her and pounced on her.

If Katie's virgin v*gina was like a pile of northern snow, retaining the shape and marks of my hot member, Grace's was an experienced ranger's, already familiar with me.

Though our first encounter was a drunken one, and our adventures progressed rapidly with few opportunities to spend nights together, her v*gina was entirely different from the northern lady's.

"I'll teach you something really good."

"Aha~♡"

Unlike the inexperienced virgin, Grace's skillful v*gina welcomed me warmly.

Despite my member still burning with heat, pounding her repeatedly only caused her thin eyes to curve mischievously, her grin fueling my lower regions further.

Katie's skin was as white as the snow of the North, while Grace's skin had a clean, healthy apricot hue.

The most noticeable difference, however, was her ample bosom.

Even lying on the makeshift bed, it bulged prominently, explaining why it peeked out of her leather armor.

Despite being pressed down by tough leather armor, her voluptuous flesh hinted at her figure, and a thin cloth could hardly cover much.

She flaunted her body as if seductively asking to be undressed.

So, I promptly stripped her of all her clothes.

"Aren't you being too hasty?"

"It's because of the alcohol. ...No, seriously, where did you get that drink?"

"…From the ladies in the back alley who came to the 35th floor."

Considering whether wine was a gift from the gods or devils, I thought Grace's abundant bosom might be a blessing from the goddess of life.

Even a large hand like mine can't fully grasp them; they overflow, heavy and enticing.

As I enjoyed her ample breasts, Grace regained her composure and smiled with her characteristic eye-smile.

"Huh? Roland, you like breasts. Since our first night, you’ve always been playfully squeezing them♡"

"How could any man dislike this?"

"That's true? Adventurers, mercenaries, even citizens stare a lot. Sometimes it's annoying how sensitive I am to it."

Perhaps as a ranger sensitive to the presence of living beings, she was more aware of the gazes on her breasts.

But Grace’s sensitivity wasn’t just about noticing gazes.

Thanks to the passive skill Han Se-ah gave her for sensing, she became more responsive.

As I pinched her erect nipples with my fingers, she let out a melodious moan.

Whether it's because Heroes Chronicle is an adult game, or remnants of the flirtatious settings of Heroines Chronicle, she was exceptionally sensitive.

No, saying that a ranger’s sharp senses make one more sexually responsive is funny yet arousing.

Slowly and deeply, I thrust into her, burying my face in her ample breasts.

Despite living on the 35th floor for a while, her skin is soft and smells good.

Coming from a mountain village, when I inhale deeply at her cleavage, I can almost detect a faint scent of sweat mixed with the smell of grass.

"If Roland enjoys it this much, then it's not a loss, right? Ah, huh-uh♡"

Unlike the sex with Katie, where I pounded into her snow-like virgin v*gina on the table, this was a slow, sticky sex with Grace, as if crushing her womb beneath me.

Even though her v*gina was accustomed to my large size, the pressure of it pressing into her stomach was unfamiliar, producing lovely moans from her.

Pinned between my large body and the bed, Grace feels the immense pressure of my member pushing deep into her.

Sweat-soaked skin clings tightly, creating an intense closeness that shortens our breaths.

With such sensitive responses, it seems her body is not just getting used to it but actually developing further.

The sounds of her pleasure encourage me to move my hips more vigorously, pounding rhythmically.

"It's a bit, hard to breathe, my chest feels tight-♡"

"You say that, but you seem to enjoy it."

"I do, but- Hic?!"

At that moment, I engulf her slightly moving lips in a deep kiss.

Squeezing her slender body as if to crush it, her large breasts get squashed between us. The pressure from my member inside her, combined with her mouth being blocked, must feel incredibly intense.

Still, her silently curving eye-smile suggests she enjoys even this. Unable to hold back any longer, I start to move my hips faster.

"Tssup, chuup- I, I'm, uuh- Roland~♡"

"I'm going to come too...!"

"Huh, ah, inside…!!!"

As a result, another maiden lay sprawled on the makeshift bed, legs spread wide, dripping with white semen, just like the one on the table.

...And yet, I'm still rock hard.

What exactly do those ladies in the back alleys add to their drinks?

It's not an aphrodisiac, is it?

Not a drug, right?

And this camera, blatantly focusing below my waist, damn it.

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