Even if I went to the Emerald Beach, there wasn't much to do.

Splashing in the water, applying sunscreen and lying on a sunbed, or building sandcastles like a child—that was about it.

Still, it wasn't so bad being with the ones I loved.

Anyway, I was in the middle of emptying my mind and having fun when—

Rumble!

Dark clouds approached from beyond the horizon, scattering rain and wind as if telling us to go home.

Eidel took his two wives and sought shelter under a canopy. He took out prepared wet towels and first wiped the salt from his wives' bodies.

"You'll catch a cold."

It felt nice as he wiped their hair, faces, and arms in order. It meant that her husband prioritized them above all else.

However, as he moved down to their collarbones, necks, stomachs, and waists, embarrassment began to creep in.

Right now, Rustila and Zernya were wearing bikinis, nearly naked. They flinched at the touch of a man on their bare skin.

Still, since he was their husband, it didn't feel bad. Rather, despite the embarrassment, they wanted him to touch and caress them more.

Such thoughts momentarily retreated when Eidel touched the sacral area.

"Um, Eidel?"

"We can wipe ourselves from here down."

Eidel was just about to hand over the towels anyway.

Below the sacrum was the buttocks, and he was unsure whether he should wipe there or not.

"Here, take the towels."

"Uh, okay..."

Both wives let out subtle moans. Rustila sighed as if disappointed.

They wiped their bodies adequately. Eidel also started rubbing his head with his own towel. He lifted his shoulders, clearly revealing his pectoral and latissimus dorsi muscles.

"Wow..."

Without anyone taking the lead, both wives expressed their admiration.

He looks handsome. He looks firm. I want to touch him.

They had the right to do so. They were his wives. Socially guaranteed life partners who could share his bed.

"Let me help you wipe."

"Me too."

Rustila and Zernya each claimed one of Eidel's legs to sit by.

How devoted they were!

Eidel was pleased but also somewhat embarrassed.

As they squatted and wiped his feet, calves, and thighs in order, the high angle revealed their cleavage.

The visual stimulation was intense enough, but the sensation was no joke. A fragrant scent rose up. He now realized they were wiping him with the same towels they had used on themselves.

And so, for these reasons...

The two pilots, who were kneading Eidel's legs and slowly increasing altitude toward his abs, encountered a large mountain peak.

That peak's name was—an erection.

"..."

"..."

"...Ah."

Crude as it may be, he had become aroused.

Whoosh...

The rain grew heavier.

It didn't seem to be just a shower, and it didn't look like it would stop anytime today.

"Shall we go inside?"

"Y-yes."

The three of them roughly rinsed off the salt from their bodies and returned to the hotel room.

"I wanted to swim more."

"Should I fill the tub?"

"Yes, please."

They filled the couple's bathtub in the living room with warm water and added bath salts and flower petals. They turned on mood lighting and played classical music. A rather romantic atmosphere was created.

After checking the water temperature, Eidel said:

"You can get in now."

His wives entered the tub in their swimsuits. Eidel put on a robe and boiled the kettle. Having just been caught in heavy rain, they all needed to warm up.

"Here."

"Ah, thank you..."

The two wives faced each other and sipped tangerine tea.

It warmed them inside.

But at the same time...

They couldn't think of anything else because something was bothering them.

It was because of Eidel's horizontal tent-pitching earlier.

The height, the shape.

Memories from a few days ago surfaced.

The male organ in its flaccid state. Superimposed like a collage with what they'd seen through the swimsuit, the graphic cards in the two women's minds were spinning wildly.

Their heads spun and their hearts pounded faster.

Splash, splash.

Rustila washed her face to calm herself. Just then, Zernya, who had been sipping tea, spoke up.

"Hey, you're cold too. Come warm up in the tub."

"Won't it be too cramped?"

"It's fine. There's plenty of room."

"Alright, I'm coming."

Eidel took off his robe. As soon as he stepped in, the water in the tub surged. As he submerged himself, the water level rose precariously high.

"...It is a bit tight after all?"

Perhaps because it was meant for two people, it was slightly cramped for three.

Naturally, this increased the area of skin contact.

Though the bath salt bubbles obscured the view, they were practically pressed against each other.

"Wasn't it like this during the reassignment exam too?"

"Yes, it was. We slept together like this because of hypothermia."

"..."

The conversation died.

With a splash, the water rippled as Rustila and Zernya twisted their bodies and leaned forward.

"Eidel."

"Darling."

Steam rose gently. The wives' breathing grew rough.

"...It's hard."

"Hehe."

They were too close. Close enough to smell each other's skin. But it wasn't uncomfortable. They didn't want to separate.

The two wives leaned in. At that moment, Eidel couldn't hold back. He stole kisses from his wives in turn. His groin began to harden.

"Mmm, slurp, slurp..."

Like bath salts mixed with water, the passion of three people bubbled like foam.

Long words were unnecessary between men and women.

There was no need to ask why they were suddenly acting this way.

Once the fire was lit, it could only blaze.

***

A royal room bathed in golden light. Classical music playing softly. Kisses sweet as honey.

They continued their sticky, intense caresses. Their bodies had been heated for a long time. The three left the bathtub and roughly dried themselves.

"Haa, haa..."

Rustila's intense guard. Zernya barely got to intertwine her tongue with his. She grabbed Eidel's wrist and nuzzled against him.

"M-me too... mmph."

Almost touching, but not quite.

Due to the height difference, their lips connected and disconnected. Even trying her best, she couldn't reach deep enough. Only saliva stretched between them; she couldn't bite his tongue.

Eidel bent his waist and Zernya stood on tiptoe. Even so, they couldn't close the distance. It was frustrating and distressing. The two knew how to solve this fundamental problem.

"D-don't do this, sit down! I said sit!"

"Okay, sorry."

Eidel stroked Zernya, who was almost in tears. The three headed to the bed. Eidel sat on the edge, and Zernya climbed onto his lap.

Zernya was the first to explore Eidel's lips.

"Mmph, mmm, mmmph."

The dry scent of a male and the soft fragrance of a female. With their bodies at the same height, their scents became more intense. Intoxicated with each other, they exchanged tongues and smells.

Smooch, smooch, smoooch.

Zernya, continuing her clumsy yet adorable kisses, slowly began to move her hips. More precisely, she placed her crotch against Eidel's thigh and moved back and forth.

"Ungh...!"

Even through clothing, the stimulation was tremendous. Zernya felt her mind floating.

"Haa, haa..."

She came.

Weakly.

Zernya felt dizzy.

If it was this intense through a swimsuit, what would it be like completely naked and rubbing against each other?

"Eidel, me too..."

Seizing the opportunity, Rustila stole Eidel's lips. Zernya's expression immediately soured. Eidel, not wanting her to feel left out, untied Zernya's bra strap.

Slip.

Her small, cute breasts were revealed.

While their size couldn't be called voluptuous, they were well-shaped, and her erect nipples made a strong statement, perfectly offsetting any minor flaws.

"D-don't look."

Zernya hurriedly covered her breasts with both arms.

Now that she was actually showing them, she was unbearably embarrassed.

"Move your hands, Zenya."

"But mine are..."

"They're plenty attractive."

Originally, Eidel had thought that when it came to women's breasts, bigger was better.

But today, seeing Zernya's pink nipples, he realized they had their own unique beauty.

"R-really? Ahh!"

Eidel pressed his thumb firmly against Zernya's tip.

Using her nipple like a joystick, he rotated it in all directions to learn the basic operation, then pressed it repeatedly like a cat kneading. He also tried scratching it lightly, as well as licking, sucking, and gently biting with varying intensity.

"Hah, hah, haah... darling... ah, aah...!"

Despite it being her first time, she was feeling it more than expected.

As expected of a well-rounded person who excelled in both studies and swordsmanship. She was naturally gifted in experiencing pleasure too.

"No! Stop...! Ah, ugh, ungh...!"

Her hips jerked. Her throat was dry. Her mind tingled like lightning striking. Her shoulders heaved erratically, and she couldn't breathe. It was difficult, yet it felt too good.

"S-stop...!"

At some point, her voice reached a crescendo.

A feeling of weakness as if her breath would stop. Zernya collapsed limply on Eidel's shoulder. He could feel her racing heartbeat from her slender body.

"Zenya, you were cute... Argh!"

Eidel grabbed his shoulder and groaned. Zernya had left clear teeth marks. She pushed the pain-writhing Eidel backward, knocking him down.

"Y-you're dead..."

Zernya slightly spread her legs, bent her waist, and brought her face to Eidel's groin. She carefully adjusted her angle and used her mouth to pull down his swimsuit.

Slip.

As his pants came down, a large meat rod elastically struck Zernya's face.

"Kyaa! Ah...!"

It's big.

Much bigger than she thought.

"W-wow..."

Even Rustila covered her eyes.

No, is Rustila just surprised because she's a complete virgin?

Come to think of it, it's not really abnormal. Simply what could be called well-endowed among men.

But still.

"Hak, hak."

She couldn't breathe due to the strong male scent.

Zernya caressed her lower abdomen. Would this fit inside? Wouldn't it tear her? It seems like it would kill her. But it would definitely be effective for making babies.

No, such thoughts are unnecessary.

She was attacked first, so she needs to get revenge. And she needs to win the power struggle. Zernya rekindled her competitive spirit toward Eidel after a long time.

"Zenya, may I take the lead?"

"Not necessary!"

Yes, since we've come this far. I'll make you cry and beg. I'll make you plead to finish quickly. Just imagining it makes her crotch sticky.

"Mmph."

"Ungh!"

Zernya gently bit Eidel's glans. Eidel groaned. She felt a sense of superiority seeing his reaction.

Anyway, she was his first. Not Rustila. That stupid girl's face had turned strawberry red, and she was stammering. It was truly laughable.

Do you see, Rustila Kersil? I, who first took Eidel's manhood in my mouth, am the one who deserves to be his wife!

"Mmph, mmm, mmph."

With such vulgar thoughts, Zernya began to work her lips.