Chapter 18: Second Round - 8
Chapter 18: Second Round - 8
Enril hesitated, starting to rise, but from her position on all fours, she only shifted her knees.
She understood he meant for her to turn around while staying down.
After being so thoroughly toyed with by Jiha's fingers, any trace of self-restraint had vanished from her mind.
Rotating 180 degrees, she presented her rear to him on all fours, and Jiha leisurely admired the dark elf's backside.
The explosive curve of her hips flaring out from a slender waist was truly a work of art.
Her ripe, voluptuous ass filled his entire field of view.
No matter how many times he saw it, it looked delicious.
"Haa, haa...."
As Jiha only watched, her ass quivered slightly, honey dripping down her brown thighs.
Her body was already wildly excited, her toes curling, and Jiha dragging this out was driving her mad.
The situation itself was shameful: waiting on all fours like a beast, presenting her ass.
The fact that she couldn't stop him, and had no idea how he was looking at her from behind, only amplified her secret anticipation.
Just watching made her voluptuous flesh quiver and leak more honey.
It made his mouth water in a way no man could resist.
Jiha slowly reached out and pulled down her black panties. Sticky honey drew an arc, following the underwear as it slid down.
After pulling them down to her knees, Jiha looked at her closed cleft.
He admired the soaked slit, gaping lewdly, then pulled down his own pants.
"Haa...."
At the sound of his pants dropping, Enril glanced back over her shoulder.
At the edge of her vision, she saw the hideously erect man.
Jiha grabbed Enril's ass with both hands and slowly spread it apart. The cleft followed, parting to let the honey pooled inside trickle out.
As Jiha stared at the lewdly glistening slit, begging to be filled, he gripped himself and slowly pushed forward.
Jiha's shaft was buried between Enril's ass cheeks.
Her ass was so large that his manhood was completely swallowed, only the tip barely visible.
"Huff...."
The pressure of being buried between those huge, firm cheeks—more than he could grasp with both hands—was no joke.
Jiha swallowed a sigh at the pressure that felt like being squeezed by a machine.
The firm, springy cheeks rubbing against his shaft from both sides delivered a novel kind of pleasure.
Crunch. Squeak.
Enril didn't understand the situation at first when Jiha wedged himself between her cheeks and moved slowly.
With her limited experience—her first time having been their last encounter—she assumed he would mount her from behind as before, but a strange sensation pressed against her ass.
"W-wait...."
When Enril turned and called out, the shape of her ass shifted, stroking his shaft in a strange new way.
Jiha broke out in a cold sweat as the pressure stroked him from the sensitive head all the way to the base.
Enril's ass was so unbelievably springy that it wouldn't be strange if he just came like this.
"What."
"I...."
Jiha hid his reaction and acted gruff, leaving Enril unable to continue.
In response, Jiha gripped her ass with both hands and resumed the slow back-and-forth motion.
Enril frowned slightly as his grip tightened on her ass.
"Ngh, ah... It hurts."
Jiha ignored her, gripping even tighter as he moved, which made Enril beg.
"Ah, it hurts. It hurts so be gentle...."
"Be gentle with what?"
Despite his words, Jiha loosened his grip a little.
The harder he squeezed Enril's ass, the more it rebounded and squeezed back, so even he couldn't keep that up for long.
'...I really want to just cum like this.'
With his shaft buried deep in her cleft and moving, her sweat and his precum acted as lubricant.
One moment, the soft skin stroked him; the next, a heavy pressure squeezed from both sides.
Rubbing against that ass, which gripped him with a pressure intense enough to feel like it might break him, was a novel kind of pleasure.
"Huuuh...."
As Jiha loosened his grip, Enril's breathing eased slightly.
Jiha stopped moving and watched her.
He wanted to keep moving and cum just like this, but he couldn't.
Jiha's goal was to completely subjugate Enril.
"Say it."
"I...."
Enril instantly knew what Jiha was demanding.
He wanted her to say with her own lips that she wanted him inside.
"G-grant me a... reward...."
Enril's voice trailed off.
Licking his fingers had been one thing when she was out of her mind, but this was different.
She felt that if she acknowledged this relationship here, she would truly lose all her pride and everything else afterward.
Smack!
When Enril failed to speak, Jiha spanked her ass.
The rebound of hitting something taut and springy and the sensation of smacking soft flesh lingered on his palm.
"Hak!"
Enril flinched as her ass was struck.
Jiha pressed her further.
"Are you going to say it properly or not?"
Smack!
"Huck!"
When Jiha scolded her and smacked her ass again, Enril let out a nasal moan mixed with pain and a whimper.
The situation—crawling on all fours with her ass presented to a man, now getting spanked on top of it—felt utterly unreal to her.
After that one fatal mistake when she'd lain with Jiha, she never imagined something like this would happen again....
"Won't say it?"
Smaaack!
"Ahiik...."
When Jiha smacked her a third time, Enril let out a moan tinged with pleasure.
From her trembling ass, a strange pleasure was spreading along with the pain.
"P-please grant me... a reward...."
"...."
As Jiha silently raised his hand, despair clouded Enril's face as she looked back.
A sense of defeat overwhelmed her—her words hadn't satisfied Jiha, and she was going to be spanked again.
When Jiha's hand reached its apex, Enril spoke urgently.
"Please grant me a reward. Ji..."
Jiha stopped his hand and merely raised an eyebrow.
It meant he would decide whether to spank her or not based on the next word.
"J-Jiha... sir."
Enril forced the words out, unable to hide how much she loathed it.
Elevating a lowly man like that and addressing him with respect was a humiliation so profound she wanted to bite her own tongue.
But she had no choice, knowing she'd keep getting hit if she didn't comply.
"Hmm."
As Jiha moved his hand as if to strike down, Enril flinched and squeezed her eyes shut.
Jiha snorted a laugh and slowly withdrew his shaft from the cleft of her ass.
"Well, since you're begging, I guess I'll stick it in."
"...."
Enril bit her lip and trembled at Jiha's obnoxious remark.
Unlike her face, which couldn't hide her shame, the honey dripping from her lower lips was forming a small puddle on the floor.
"Did you get off on being hit?"
When Jiha sneered, Enril buried her face in the carpet and remained silent.
But she couldn't hide the honey oozing from her slit.
"Alright, then...."
Jiha gripped the tip of his shaft and slowly pushed it in. The thoroughly soaked vaginal muscles thrashed as if trying to devour him.
He pushed in only the tip and held still, but it was being drawn in, bit by bit.
"You're quite the lewd one, aren't you."
At Jiha's assessment, Enril's brown ears burned red.
She could hide her face, but her ears were visible.
Jiha squeezed the ass he had been spanking and slowly pushed deeper.
As his shaft finally entered, the narrow cave tightened with a surge of heat.
Suppressing the pleasure instantly shooting up his thighs, Jiha kept pushing.
It was a narrow cave, but it was so drenched that he slid in without any resistance.
"Huuup...."
Once he was fully buried, Jiha sighed involuntarily.
It wasn't the first time, but it was a supreme masterwork, enough to make his legs tremble.
Enduring a pleasure so intense his thighs were shaking, Jiha looked ahead.
Enril, her head buried in the carpet, was shivering.
She held her breath, struggling to hide her moans, but she couldn't hide how her cave was clamping down even harder.
"...Nice."
Jiha muttered in appreciation as he slowly moved his hips.
As his shaft pulled back, the cave clenched down as if refusing to let go, a true delicacy.
Like its owner's temper, it was a ferocious cave, but it was so wet that he could move smoothly.
"Hoo, hoo...."
He had a proud dark elf beauty on all fours like a beast, and he was roughly pounding her from behind.
The handprints from his earlier spanking were clearly etched onto the plump ass Jiha was gripping.
"Huck. Hnn...."
He didn't like Enril trying so hard to stifle her moans by biting the carpet.
Still moving, Jiha raised his hand again.
Smaaack!
"Haak!"
Spanked again, Enril jolted upright with a scream, her upper body lifting.
The sudden motion made her cave shift dramatically, clamping down on his shaft from top to bottom.
Enril looked back over her shoulder resentfully.
Her face was a plea for answers, but Jiha remained silent.
She had to read the situation and act on her own for him to truly subjugate her.
"H-ha. Nngh. Ah... aahng."
As Jiha pounded into her roughly, Enril trembled and let out moans.
Every time he thrust, her huge ass rippled, the vibration traveling up her waist to her chin.
Sweet moans spilled out through her naturally parted lips.
"Hoo, hoo...."
Suppressing the rising pleasure, Jiha thrust to the hilt and then traced a smooth circle.
At the unfamiliar motion, the cave throbbed wildly and squeezed down tight.
"Ahk. Hnng...."
Enril let out a moan that made her body tingle before dropping her head again.
When she tried to bite the carpet again to hide her moans, Jiha raised his hand.
"...."
Enril noticed and pulled her mouth away from the carpet.
Jiha nodded.
"Good girl."
"...Ah. Hahng."
The moment relief washed over Enril, Jiha's palm smacked her ass again.
Smack!
At the sensation of her flesh being struck, Enril glared at him resentfully.
In response to the silent question of why he'd hit her even when she obeyed, Jiha answered smoothly.
"You like it when I hit you, don't you?"
"Wh-who..."
Enril's face flushed with shame, but it was true that she flinched and clamped down harder every time she was hit.
As Jiha started moving again, he patted her ass lightly.
"H-huck. Hnng. Ahng. D-don't hit me...."
When Enril begged while feeling it, Jiha's eyebrows twitched. Enril, catching that, hurriedly changed her words.
"D-don't... h-huck, ngh... h-hit me, please."
"No."
Jiha flatly refused and pounded even harder.
Smack. Smaack. Smaaack.
As he thrust while lightly, repeatedly spanking her ass, her cave grew even more furious, clamping down tighter and tighter.
Jiha's breathing grew rough as her cave squeezed him as if trying to break him.
"Keuk...."
"Ngh, hnng.... Aahng."
Enril, her upper body collapsed, only her ass raised, let out heavy, panting moans.
Splat, splat.
In broad daylight, the lewd sound of flesh rubbing against flesh mixed with the moans of man and woman.
"Kungh, uungh, haaah. Aaah..."
As Enril's strength drained, Jiha pressed his hips forward, forcing her to lie flat on her stomach.
"Haak, hahng...."
Lying prone and held in the man's arm, Enril had no choice but to sob and submit.
As he embraced that supreme body within his arm and pounded deeply, Jiha felt his own limit approaching.
The sense of total conquest mixed with the pleasure in his groin, exciting him even further.
"W-wait..."
As Jiha's shaft grew even bigger, Enril forced the words out.
"N-no, you can't. A-are you going to do it inside again... like last time? No. I-I'll be dirtied if I accept a human's seed."
"Now I'm going to."
As Jiha retorted roughly and pressed his hips firmly, Enril desperately twisted her body.
But with Jiha pinning her down from behind and holding her in his arms, there was no escape.
More than anything, each thrust sent pleasure spreading through her body, rendering her unable to control herself.
"N-no... I can't... I-I'll be breaking the law again..."
Enril let out a plaintive moan, reaching a hand upward to somehow escape, but Jiha pressed it down firmly.
Jiha's fingers hooked over the woman's hand like a claw.
So she could never run away.
"Huck, hnng. Haaak...."
Thump. Thump.
Jiha's hips swept in larger arcs, pinning Enril to the floor.
Completely caught by Jiha, the dark elf couldn't even resist and just clenched her cave.
Unlike her mouth, her lower lips were begging him to hurry and cum.
"Huuk, huuk. Kreuuugh!"
"Huuuuck! Haaaaht!"
Splurt!
Jiha's shaft, buried to the hilt, shot its semen.
The cave clamped down even harder, pulsing to wring out every last drop of the man's seed.
Gush! Gush!
Pressed by the muscular walls squeezing down with force, Jiha held Enril's hand down firmly and struggled not to let the pleasure show on his face.
The sensation of cumming in wave after crashing wave left him unable to move a single finger, but he couldn't afford to let it show.
He was mounted atop a leopardess, pinning her down.
"Hnng, huuuuuck...."
Thankfully, Enril was also lost in her own pleasure and didn't notice Jiha's state.
Thanks to that, Jiha was able to savor the prolonged, repeated bliss while buried deep inside the dark elf.
"Huuuup...."
The cave, which had been wringing him out without missing a single drop, began to loosen bit by bit.
Without pulling out, Jiha looked down at Enril.
She, staring blankly with her eyes open and panting, looked back at him.
It was a docile look, so gentle it was hard to believe this was the ferocious Enril. She blinked her eyes, waiting for what Jiha would do next.
Jiha kneaded her large ass with his hands.
Driiiiip.
As the cave twisted, the semen and arousal fluid filling it mixed and flowed out.
"Should we go one more round."
"...."
Enril sighed.
But there was no sign of resistance in her eyes.
If anything, it was the face of someone waiting for the next round.