Chapter 800: Moonlight Porno Dance 1【Nord】
A bright summer night under the moon. Inside the 「Flying Sexroom」 placed in the house’s garden, two dark elf beauties waited for the start of things, clad in dancer outfits that exposed their private parts. The floating lights meant for reading erotic scrolls had been turned off. Normally, they’d have kept the lights floating to keep things bright……but this was a considerate arrangement for me, not a night-vision race. Still, I thought the female forms emerging in the pale moonlight had quite an atmosphere to them.
“Well then, let’s see what our master can do”
Twintail Lukino-san, one-length long-haired Nord-san. In the dim backlight where details were indistinct, that was the only way to tell them apart. And the guitar in my hands……well, I’m the type who plays by feel anyway, so not seeing much isn’t really a problem.
“I only play occasionally, so please don’t mind if my tempo gets a bit off or I hit a wrong note”
“Okay!”
“Don’t get so caught up in your playing that you can’t watch our dance……got it? If you’re too bad, we’ll just dance to the clapping!”
Nord-san whispered in a tone that was both playful and flirtatious. Apparently, dancers from the southern desert traditionally dance to the rhythm of percussion instruments. So, in seedy taverns without instruments or musicians, it’s common for them to dance to the sounds of nearby counters, floors, or clattered dishes. That way, even drunken old men can manage, and worst case, just handclaps would suffice. But honestly, when facing top-tier professionals who flaunt exquisite skin and put on elaborate shows, you wouldn’t want to settle for such a crude compromise. Even as an amateur performer, the chance to personally enhance the finest moment makes you want to give it your all.
“Alright……one, two”
After lightly tapping the beat with my toes, the performance began. The plucked melody was a tune I’d picked up at Basson´s tavern. Occasionally, traveling performers would stop by there too. Its location near the border made it a good spot for earning travel money, and once they stayed, they’d spend about half a month to a month going around the town’s taverns, performing music and tricks. After they left, the taverns grew quiet, so it became a tradition for our squad members to mockingly imitate them with our amateur acts. Most of the time, it was nothing more than drunken fooling around, and we’d usually just mess up and become the laughing stock. But me, Isaac, and Williams were actually pretty good at it. Isaac’s singing, especially, was so beautiful that tips flew his way more than the performers’. Anyway, moving on. Among the songs we picked up that way, there’s only one we could pull off with just a guitar, maintain the desert dancer’s pulsing tempo, and actually remember all the way through. ……Good songs that are too long are impossible to memorize, and conversely, those with nothing but repeated short phrases are endlessly tedious to imitate since you have to come up with your own ending, so those get excluded.
“……♪”
Ton, ton, ton. Nord-san lightly hopped to gauge the tempo, then began dancing like a butterfly in the moonlight.
Her long limbs shimmered with a faint glow as they moved. It wasn’t magic; it was the thin layer of fragrant oil she’d applied reflecting the moonlight. Using magic for such a physical art form would be vulgar. In the dim light, she drew elegant lines, letting 「Beauty」 express 「Beauty」. Her nickname, the Jewel Butterfly, refers to a species found near deserts, said to possess strangely shimmering wings. If their wings are damaged or they die, they fade and lose all value. Capturing them requires magic, and they cannot be kept long-term. The only way to enjoy them is to grow the flowers they love and watch them dance in the wild. It’s a nickname fitting for her free spirit, yet with the collar around her neck, far from fading, she only grows more lustrous and radiant. Her footwork and arm movements ride the music—a piece you’ve likely never heard—with masterful precision. Her movements dominate the space, sweeping vertically and horizontally, capturing the man’s gaze entirely. And above all, amidst the dynamic beauty of her physique, she teases men with seductive finger movements and hip swivels that emphasize her chest, hips, and lower abdomen. Without a single word, only her breath and the music dominate the space, yet she whispers with her entire body, 「Want to touch me? Want to enter me? Want to rub your cock here…? It’s okay?」, she whispers it with her entire body. Her exceptional dance skill and her intense feminine presence deliver a direct message to a man’s instincts. She is the ultimate embodiment of beauty itself, the supreme female who can satisfy every desire a man could possibly have and then some. She is a sexual treasure that must be claimed immediately, that must have a cock thrust into her cunt, lest someone else snatch her away. She stirs him, fills him, intoxicates him, makes him frantic. Merely the movement of her body mesmerizes the man before her, driving him into a feverish frenzy. Completely overwhelmed by Nord-san’s terrifying dance, I still continue playing, consumed solely by the desire not to let this dazzling spectacle before me end. Beneath the guitar, my cock already trembles with the anticipation of her flesh. I wonder if I might have already ejaculated without realizing it. The passion Nord-san’s dance and expression sent into my heart frequently stirred a blinding impulse, making me lose track of my own state. Before I knew it, I was dazed, barely keeping my fingers moving……I realized it so belatedly that I was grateful my hands remembered more than I thought, while simultaneously yearning impatiently for the moment to violently release my desire inside her. But I wanted to gaze upon that beauty just a little longer. The fusion of music and the woman’s body in motion creates a time so extravagant I simply don’t want it to end. Burdened by these conflicting emotions, I just keep moving my fingers, continuing my amateurish playing that doesn’t match the dancer.
Eventually, the song reached its end. As if she’d calculated that moment from the start, Nord-san struck a pose, executed an elegant side turn, and the dance concluded. I was dazed, letting my hand fall from the neck. I couldn’t process the artistry that had unfolded before me, directed solely at me. Seeing this, Nord-san smiled and approached me with a seductive sway of her hips.
“Well done……huhuu, I felt that perfect groove……♪”
“……Yes”
Even for her, each dance had its successes and failures. When she hit that peak groove, the afterglow would leave her body tingling. The dance she’d just performed, created solely for me and in sync with my playing, seemed to have given her that very feeling.
“……Though, little brother……or should I call you Master now? Maybe that passion came from knowing a hot fuck with you was waiting right after……♪”
“……!”
My throat made a sound. Nord’s naked body was right before my eyes. Her dancer’s costume revealed everything—her ass, her sex, her breasts—nothing hidden, a form that offered no resistance to sex whatsoever. The body of my sister in law, now my female slave, was within arm’s reach. The embodiment of beauty had descended, craving my cock. Before I could fling my guitar aside and lunge at Nord, she swiftly lowered her hips, grabbed my hands, and pinned them down.
“……You want to fuck me right now, don’t you? But we’ve got this big bed, and Lukino’s waiting for her turn……right?”
“Eh……?”
Nord-san, her own face flushed with desire, flashes a mischievous smile and glances sideways at Lukino-san.
The bed in the 「Flying Sexroom」 is huge. It takes up nearly half of the 5-meter square room. With that much space, I could fuck Nord-san in missionary while positioning myself to see Lukino directly opposite us. And while Nord-san’s pussy swallows my cock, I’m still holding the guitar.
“……Umm, Nord-san”
“Nn……what, unhappy?”
“……I mean, I want to focus on the sex itself. It’s hard to play guitar while having hot, passionate sex with you……”
“Huhuhuu. You don’t like the idea of taking your excitement from Lukino’s dance and directing it straight into my pussy?”
“Shouldn’t you first take that excitement from the dance and direct it at her to release it, then move on to the next thing!?”
“Well, then your little dick would get bored and feel neglected. Poor thing, dripping all that precum like that”
“Just playing while watching you dance in that sexy outfit makes me so hard I can barely concentrate! Playing while having sex is way beyond impossible!”
“Hmm, okay. Then let’s have Lukino dance with handclaps♪ You can manage to clap while shaking your hips, right? I’ll clap with you♪”
“That’s just pitiful for Lukino-san! Or rather, all I’m saying is let’s do things in order, not try to do everything at once!?”
I scream this, but Lukino-san, waiting to perform with the window behind her, says.
“Whatever works for you? But in exchange, when Nord-nee dances next, you can make me cum, right?”
“Yes, majority rules. Little brother wants to see that messy creampie dance too, right♪”
“……Yeah, I guess I do”
Looks like I’m stuck with this distracting combo of sex and dance watching.
……But I stubbornly finished playing guitar for Lukino-san’s first dance. Yeah. I did my best. Though I did stop playing the moment I came inside Nord-san.