Chapter 190: Records of the 1st Irregular Meeting - 4
Chapter 190: Records of the 1st Irregular Meeting - 4
Schlick.
Jiha pushed aside the cloth of the dark elf's combat uniform that had been covering her intimate area.
Honey immediately dripped down onto the floor—a clear sign of how intensely aroused she was.
"Ah, ngh..."
Enril, realizing her own debauched state, trembled and let out a shy, trembling sigh.
A woman who remained haughty and unbending before other Uniques had become a shy little cat under a man's touch and gaze.
"Ah, th-that's enough..."
"Enough?"
"...St-stop looking."
When Jiha tormented her, Enril gasped for breath and begged.
Following her breathing, sticky honey trickled down her inner thighs, bit by bit—an absurdly lewd sight.
Positioned with only her hips raised, demanding the man take her, and knowing full well he was enjoying it, Enril's arousal had soared higher than ever.
"...Huuu."
He wanted to torment Enril more until she was on the verge of tears.
He wanted the proud woman pinned beneath him, begging even more desperately, tearful.
The desire was there, but Jiha was truly at his limit too.
Schliiick.
Jiha gripped his shaft and pushed in slightly, and Enril, lowered toward the floor, quivered and let out a sobbing gasp.
"Hak, haahk. Haa-uh..."
Like a bitch in heat desperate for him to fill her completely, she cried and writhed.
Jiha, however, was entering agonizingly slowly.
He wanted to make her suffer more.
Shllliick.
As he pushed the head deeper inside, the incredible tightness clamping down told him plainly just how aroused Enril was.
A masterwork that gripped him tight—he'd intended to savor this insertion slowly, leisurely...
"Ahngh, haa-uuungk!"
Enril abruptly slammed her hips down of her own accord.
The shaft that had been entering so slowly was swallowed to the root in an instant, and overwhelming pleasure assaulted Jiha.
"..."
Pleasure like an electric current rushing through his thighs, surging all the way to his toes.
Back when Jiha hadn't known Enril at all, this single thrust would have made him finish.
"Hak, haahk. Ha-uuung..."
Enril, having moved on her own and taken all of Jiha inside her, gasped for breath, utterly lost.
Heated nasal cries.
Jiha frowned and spoke sternly.
"Who said you could move on your own?"
"Ah, ah, uung. I—I couldn't hold back..."
"Should I stop?"
"...Ah, ah, n-no, I don't want that."
Enril was flustered.
Unable to suppress the rampaging desire, she had unconsciously moved her hips, and that had displeased the male.
Enril pleaded hurriedly.
"I—I was wrong. Haaungk..."
Smack!!
Jiha slapped Enril's ass.
Like the crack of a whip on a disobedient beast.
Impaled completely on the man's length, Enril jerked her chin up at the blow, moaned, and trembled.
The hard shaft buried to the root, stretching her inner walls—the dizzying pleasure that surged with every slight movement choked her breath away.
Jiha knew this but feigned ignorance, bringing his palm down on Enril's rear again.
Smack!!
"Did I say you could do whatever you wanted?"
"Ah, ah. Ahngh. Ah, ah..."
The blows hurt, but the pleasure far exceeded the pain, making it unbearable.
Enril flinched and sobbed, biting her lip to try to stifle the sounds.
But Jiha, now on fire, wasn't about to ease up.
The desire to take this female roughly, the lust to handle her however he pleased and give her affection—it wouldn't stop.
"Enril, do you think you can just do whatever you want?"
"N-no. I was wrong... Ahngh, haaungk."
Smack!
The instant Jiha struck her again, Enril opened her mouth wide and let out a choked, strangled cry.
"Hak, haahk. Haaaaah..."
Climax.
Tormented by Jiha, penetrated, spanked—and then she climaxed.
Her inner walls clamped down intensely all at once, then released, then gripped even tighter in repeated waves—pleasure so sharp Jiha flinched and held his breath.
"Hak, haahk."
Enril trembled, trying to hide her body's reaction, but it was impossible.
How could he not notice when she was suddenly devouring his shaft so greedily?
Trembling in climax, Enril also trembled with fear.
Jiha was angry because she'd disobeyed, and she'd climaxed on her own. She had no idea what punishment awaited her.
"Good?"
"...Ah, haa, haaah."
Trembling at Jiha's question, Enril tried desperately to read his mood.
Hands braced on the floor, only her hips raised and impaled on the man—it was hard to look back and check his expression.
"I asked if it felt good."
"Uh, uung. Haa, yes. Uh. Ung."
Enril answered mindlessly.
Jiha rubbed the ass he'd struck moments before and spoke.
"Then move however you like. Just remember—if you finish before me, deal with it yourself."
"...Hak, haahk. Ah-uh."
Shliiiiick.
Enril reflexively raised her hips.
Shllliiiick.
The pleasure of her inner flesh gliding down, swallowing his shaft as if devouring it, then pulling back to the root, surged over him.
Shluuuuck.
When Enril lowered her hips, the pleasure of being devoured again from tip to root, clamped tight, welled up.
"Ah, aah, aaah."
Enril's hips rose and fell, like a piston splitting firewood, repeating over and over.
While Jiha sat there, Enril's large rear shook, sending wave after wave of dizzying pleasure through him.
An angle different from usual, gripping tight on a diagonal slant—pleasure that made his balls ache.
"Huu, uuh."
Smack!
Jiha, enjoying the dark elf's service, slapped Enril's ass again.
"Hak, haahk. Haa-uuungk!"
Struck in the middle of earnestly pounding down with her hips, Enril let out a bewildered gasp.
Yet she couldn't stop her hips.
Driven by Jiha, she was far too aroused—all that remained was the desire to keep moving her hips and savor this length.
"Ah, aaaah. A-uuu..."
Smack!
Amid Enril's moans, Jiha occasionally struck her rear lightly.
Like a horse spurred by the whip, each time, Enril raised and dropped her hips faster.
Shliiiiick. Plunge! Shliiiiick, plunge!
"Ah, ah, ha, aaaah..."
Enril's coquettish voice rose higher.
Her rear trembled, but the pace of her swaying hips slowed.
She was on the verge of climaxing again.
In contrast, Jiha's shaft, though leaking precum, was still rock-hard.
"Hak, haahk..."
As Enril trembled and tried to stop her hips, Jiha struck her rear again.
Smack!!
Harder this time.
"Ung, uung. Uuuuuung."
Enril thrashed, her body convulsing as if struck by lightning.
"Hak, haahk. Haaaahk."
Her hands trembled, but the inner flesh gripping his shaft clamped down with crushing intensity.
She had climaxed again.
"Uuh, huuung, huuuu, haaaahk."
Enril barely managed to stop herself from collapsing, and beneath her face, a puddle of sweat and saliva had formed.
Her body, too drained by consecutive climaxes to lift a single finger.
Jiha grabbed her hips and pulled himself upright.
"Ahngh?! Ah, ah. Ah, ah. Ah!"
The moment Jiha moved after staying still, his shaft pressing deeper inside her, Enril made a strangled sound.
What little endurance she'd had reached its limit, and she crumpled to the floor.
Jiha, already holding her waist, pressed down on Enril's back and mounted her.
"You finished first."
"Ah, ah, uung. I—I'm sorry..."
"It's fine. I'll do whatever I want too."
"Ha, uuh, what— Ah, aht!"
Jiha pressed his finger against her rear hole, and Enril quivered.
Assailed again in an opening she hadn't expected, a hollow gasp escaped her, and she couldn't suppress the fear and anxiety.
Even while helplessly trapped in climax after climax, Enril trembled in shame, and Jiha pushed his fully buried shaft deeper and whispered.
"Should I do it here?"
"N-no. No, please. Ah, uuh, uung."
Enril cried sweetly and pleaded.
That was the one thing she wanted to avoid at all costs. The proud dark elf begged, tears streaming.
Jiha, of course, had no intention of doing it right now.
He simply wanted to push Enril further, make her clamp down tighter, make her writhe more.
But since Enril hated it so much...
Schliiick.
"Ah-hak!? Hak! Haaahk!!"
The moment Jiha's finger burrowed between her cheeks, Enril shrieked in horror and her body convulsed.
In contrast, the inner flesh where his shaft was buried squeezed down with staggering force.
If it had been a masterwork clamping tight before, now it was as if it was trying to crush him from all sides.
A pressure that would have been painful if she hadn't been so wet inside.
Schliiick. Schliiick.
Jiha, mounted atop the dark elf sprawled on the floor, rocked his hips.
Savoring the dark elf's pussy with his shaft while his hand assaulted her rear hole, he whispered into her ear.
"You seem to really like it when I try to put it in there. Isn't this what you actually want?"
"No, ung, huung. Uuuung. It's not."
Enril denied it desperately, but her body grew even more aroused.
Shliiiick. Shliiiick.
She knew full well how fiercely she was gripping his shaft, enough to be mortified, but still she begged.
"Ung, uuuung. Huuung... P-please..."
When Enril's voice turned tearful, Jiha kissed her cheek and kept pressing his hips forward.
He drove his lower belly flush against the sensual dark elf's large rear, gently rocking his hips to enjoy the squeezing of her inner flesh, and the ends of his hair stood on end.
Jiha had already come once, which was fortunate—otherwise he would have finished long ago and still had more to give.
"It's all mine anyway..."
Jiha kept thrusting while touching Enril's chin with his hand, then trailing down to stroke her neck, then grabbing her breast over her combat uniform and squeezing.
This body, from this beautiful woman's head to her legs—all of it was his.
Meat for him to devour.
"Uuh, uung. Huuung."
Shliiick. Shluuuck!
Enril, being fucked senseless, nodded.
She was ashamed of that part, but she couldn't deny what Jiha had said.
"Yes, uuh, huuung."
Satisfied by Enril's assent, Jiha pushed his finger a little deeper into her rear hole.
"Ah, hak, haahk. Haaaahk!"
Enril didn't tell him to stop anymore, but her body trembled, helplessly at a loss.
Her inner flesh clamped down tremendously. Jiha, who'd been trying to slow his pace, couldn't endure it and drove his hips home.
Crunch!!
And he bit into Enril's neck with his fangs as he came.
Psshhhhhhhhhht!!
Semen gushing out fiercely.
An even greater volume than the first time he'd come in her mouth surged like a waterfall—enough to startle even Jiha himself as he released.
"Heok, heooohk."
The pleasure that had crashed over him like a tidal wave as he came pounded through his thighs, pooled at the tip of his shaft, then turned into more semen and shot out.
"Ah, aah. Haaaang."
Perfectly pinned beneath him, impaled and bitten in the neck, the female quivered, her body writhing lewdly, flaunting her debauchery.
Labored breaths, her eyes half-lidded, she squirmed while groping blindly with her hands, searching for the man's face.
Bssssssshhhhhht!!
"Ung, huuung. Uuuung..."
Feeling him come again, she anxiously tickled Jiha's chin.
As if asking whether his mood had improved now.
"Uuh, uuuungk."
The meaning conveyed through Enril's fingertips.
Realizing it, Jiha came again, relief washing over him.
Each time he drank blood, his shaft stiffened again and he kept coming, an endless pleasure resonating through his body—enough to make him want to stay like this forever.
"Hak, haaaahk."
But when the taste of blood reached his mouth and Enril's breathing grew ragged, Jiha pulled his lips away.
It felt far too good, but he couldn't overwork her.
"Hak, haaaaahk. Haak."
Enril, pinned beneath Jiha, dropped her head and pressed her cheek to the floor, gasping for breath.
Jiha, mounted on top with his hands braced on the floor, lowered his head.
Peck.
The man's lips touched the corner of her eye.
Enril, trembling, closed her eyes and quietly accepted it.
"That felt good."
"Yeah..."
Even in her exhausted, drained state,
Those few words from him made her smile faintly, radiating happiness.
"Huuu."
Jiha, still draped over her body, wiped the sweat from Enril's skin with his fingertips.
Eyes closed, Enril steadied her breathing while accepting Jiha's touch.
"..."
Tending to the woman exhausted after their intense coupling, Jiha was thinking to himself.
Lungtao's sacrifice was regrettable, but it couldn't be stopped.
He had to keep pressing forward relentlessly.
The legacy Lungtao had left behind.
The escort guards, of course, and Unique Narsha.
The time to tame her had come.