A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 154: Hero Party and Underground Cave (5) **

"I should try this too."

Lev took out a small bottle of perfume from his pocket.

After shaking the half-full contents of the glass bottle two or three times, I lightly sprinkled it on the saint's face.

– Chik, chik.

Meanwhile, the fingers caressing her pussy don't stop.

Gently turn the bean with your thumb and caress it by pinching the shallow part of the hole with your index finger.

Even as she slept, the saint moaned at the pleasure rising from her lower body and inhaled the sprayed scent.

– Seup... Phew...

My body, heated by the constant stimulation, naturally becomes out of breath. The more you inhale, the more scent you inhale, and the more you inhale, the deeper the blush on your cheeks.

"... "It's more effective than I thought?"

The incense that Lev sprinkled on the saint was something he received from a female alchemist whom Lev had previously seduced.

The ingredient is Lev's semen.

I don't know what process they went through with such a strange material for Lev, but it is said to be Lev's masculine scent, simply put, a perfume that is a concentration of pheromones.

I remember her bragging that she was using it when she masturbated alone and that she felt happy as if she was being held by Lev.

She then said that she had prepared enough for her own use and was handed a half-full bottle of perfume as the rest. Where on earth did she use her pheromone perfume?

Besides, she was going to turn Lev down, as she was material, but she was told that she would just like it if he handed it to her lover, who was just like her. The female alchemist knew that Lev was a playboy, and his relationship with that woman was nothing more than a sex relationship in the first place.

However, she had completely forgotten about the item as it was buried deep in her luggage with no one in particular to hand it to... This time, she was rummaging through her bag to prepare a good night's scented candle and found it.

After discovering a forgotten item, Lev had a hunch that it was the perfect time to use this perfume.

The operation itself was nothing special. All I do is spray perfume and teach the saint, which I always do.

But the effect will be dramatic.

The saint's body will become accustomed to Lev's pheromones without the saint's knowledge, and it will also become accustomed to the pleasure that comes with it.

As she continues to feel Lev's pheromones and suffer from pleasure, her body will automatically become horny just by smelling Lev's body.

It was an item that I had stuck in the corner of my luggage anyway and never even thought about. Even if things didn't go as planned, Lev had nothing to lose, so he put it into action starting tonight.

– Seup... Ha...

The effect was outstanding.

No matter how pure and abstinent she has lived, her body is that of a woman in her prime. It was natural for her to be ready to mate as a female once she smelled the male's rich pheromones purified through alchemy.

Even more love juice began to flow than when I was covered in the monster's body fluids and hit by the weak medicine effect.

At this point, I couldn't tell if it was a pheromone perfume or a weak medicine.

The body of a saint who had learned late in life that she was afraid of theft and had only knowledge of things between men and women for over 20 years desperately wanted her man.

As Lev, who had enjoyed sexual intercourse with numerous women since becoming an adult, he felt sorry for her body, which was constantly spitting out love juices.

When I patted the crack, half jokingly and half sympathetically, it was cute to see it tremble as if it was stimulation.

Lev continued to roll her saint's clitoris, observing her saint's reaction. In the first place, the purpose was to be a training assistant. She didn't forget that fact.

Today is a day when I can provide highly stimulating training, which I couldn't normally do because the saintess was just asleep. Today's saint fell into a deep sleep due to the effect of the scented candle.

If it's Lev's technique, you can teach it with just your fingers, but it's a rare opportunity, and it's not fun.

Lev took out her perfume bottle and her magical tools.

He wasn't that big of a guy. It was a magical tool that simply vibrated when you put magical energy into it until the magical energy ran out.

A common magic tool that can be found in any general store in any town.

However, the distinctive feature is that it has a hole in the middle like a ring.

Lev carefully took the clitoris out of the foreskin and inserted it into the hole of the magic tool.

Although it has grown significantly compared to when I first saw it, the saintess's clitoris, which is still small, is completely hidden except for the tip of the magic tool, which is only about the size of a ring.

After touching the magic tool and confirming that it was properly fixed so that it would not fall off, Lev slowly injected magic power into the magic tool.

– Ugh...

When magical power is applied, the vibrating magic tool begins to vibrate according to its role.

"... ?!!!?!"

– Push Ut!!

Unable to withstand her sudden stimulation, the saint's body climaxed magnificently and released water.

For a saint who had only experienced stimulation from rubbing or poking with her wand, the stimulation of the vibrating magic tool surrounding the clitoris was too much pleasure.

However, even as she climaxed with her waist floating in the air and spewing out waves, the spirit of the saint, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to the effect of her scented candle, did not wake up.

There was no choice but to leave her body to the scoundrel who invaded her lady's bedroom and let her lewd body be increasingly manipulated as she fell into the swamp of pleasure.

Lev thought he was a gentleman enough.

Lev, who was also called a scout or a thief, knew how many true thieves he had, and he also knew what they did to women.

Perhaps, if even one of them had been here instead of Lev, the saint would have already lost her virginity, become a semen recipient every night, and become pregnant with the child of an unknown man.

Compared to that, what an honest and proud man Lev is, who would manipulate a saint's body first and fuck her from the front.

It was clear that Lev was a gentleman, as he did an excellent job of teaching the pleasures of sex to a woman who grew up without knowing pleasure, rather than enjoying pleasure alone.

Lev truly thought he was a great man.

... Even though he didn't think it was honorable,

"... ????!!!"

Even as Lev was thinking foolish thoughts, the magic tool was faithfully performing its role.

Even if your limbs are fluttering from the stimulation of climax, even if your back is shaking, even if you are fluttering to expel the last remaining liquid from the urethra, which already has nothing to spit out.

The magic tool that was tightly fixed to the clitoris showed no sign of falling off, forcing pleasure into the saintess's body.

Climax after climax piles up.

The pleasure that overtook her even before the afterglow of her orgasm had subsided, pushed the saintly woman's body into an endless hell of pleasure.

"Achacha. "I almost got into big trouble."

While she was thinking about other things for a moment, Lev found her saintly woman and pulled out the magic tool in her haste.

The saintess once again let out a cry as she was stimulated by the woman holding the vibrating magic tool tightly and pulling it out from her clitoris, but as her stimulation could no longer continue, she gradually relented.

Her limbs, which were shaking as if she had received an electric shock, and her vagina hole, which was pouring out love juice like a broken faucet, gradually returned to their original state over time.

But the memories of her pleasure engraved on her body cannot be restored.

... Although it was a little too much.

The saint fell into a deep sleep with the help of scented candles; she did not fall into a coma due to drugs such as sleeping pills.

If it was this level of continuous climax, it would not be strange for her even if the saintess woke up.

Lev, carefully ensuring that the saint had not awakened from her sleep, gave her a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, I felt like tonight's teaching assistant would have to end here.

The clitoris, which was so engorged that it looked hard and painful, seemed as if it would go away at the slightest touch, and even without inserting a single finger, the gaping hole showed no sign of closing.

If I had been a little more careful, I might have gone beyond clitoral training to G-spot training today.

Lev engraved his mistake in her heart and put his efforts into cleaning it up.

She cleaned up the bedsheets, which were soaked as if a bucket of water had been spilled, and put back on the panties she had taken off after adjusting her clothes that had become disheveled after struggling in orgasm.

Every time Lev touched the saint, her body flinched and trembled.

She had a pure body that had not even known sexual sensations until recently. Lev felt a low sense of satisfaction as he watched the pleasure training progress steadily.

'It's a cave this large, so I don't know how much longer we'll have to explore. There are still many opportunities left.'

Lev finally sprayed her pheromone perfume on the saintess's face again and left her room.

Now that the saint was left alone, she could smell Lev's body and go to sleep comfortably.

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"Lev, don't come close."

The next day, as Lev was taking the lead in exploring the cave, Silpierre spoke.

"No, why again?"

"The saint gets scared when a scoundrel like you comes near!"

"Well, I... Miss Silpierre. It's not like that... "

"Saint, it's okay, just leave it to me. "I will definitely protect you from that bully!"

"What do they say I did?"

Although she spoke naturally, Lev knew very well the reason why her saintly appearance was strange.

Every time Lev gets close, she rubs her legs and tries to move away little by little.

Just as the distance between Lev and her got closer, he smelled her pheromones and her horny body seemed awkward, making Lev uncomfortable.

'It's definitely effective.'

Lev was also a little surprised as he felt the unexpected effects of the pheromone perfume.

I never thought that a perfume made just for masturbation would have such a powerful effect.

Still, since the good effect was a benefit to Lev and not a disadvantage, Lev decided to move on.

"Okay, go away! Hooyi, hooyi!"

"I am indeed. I'll take you there. "I'm guarding you."

Lev pretended not to be able to resist Silphiere's urging and left.

"Saint, are you okay?"

"Yes. Yes... "

Even as she was being held in the arms of Silpierre, who was worried about her, the saintess kept taking deep breaths to smell her without even realizing it.

For some reason, every time she breathes, I feel a dazed pleasure in my head.