Chapter 79: Dominating the Market - 6
Chapter 79: Dominating the Market - 6
No need to spread them.
Gripping that magnificently voluptuous ass, Jiha pressed his cock forward, and her soaking-wet cleft swallowed it greedily.
"Hnnngh. Nghh..."
The woman who had drawn him in like a swamp convulsed and panted as the male forced his way deeper.
Enril floundered as though about to collapse, so Jiha planted his feet and thrust upward on a diagonal.
"Hngh..."
Enril shuddered pitifully, breath hissing from her lips.
Jiha's cock, driven deep on that angle, lifted her lower body and delivered an unfamiliar shock of stimulation.
Like hoisting a fish hooked on a line, Jiha shoved upward with his lower body and rose onto his toes, forcing Enril's heels off the floor.
"Ha. Haaah..."
Standing on just her big toes to barely support her weight, Enril braced both hands against the wall and sobbed piteously.
Unsteady, on the verge of toppling, her strengthless body struggled only to keep from falling entirely.
Jiha was up on his toes as well, but far more stable.
When Jiha slowly withdrew his cock and stepped back, the lines of Enril's waist swayed, her toes settling flat against the floor once more.
"Ah. Haaang..."
The pleasure that numbed her lower body mixed with the relief of her heels touching ground again, and Enril trembled out a broken moan.
But Jiha drove his weight forward once more, forcing Enril to stand on only her big toes again.
"Hnngh. Ah. Aht..."
Made to stand unsteadily while his cock stabbed deep, Enril let out a tormented whimper.
The terror of losing her balance at any second and the pleasure of that firm hunk of flesh gouging her belly nearly tore her mind away.
Having pushed Enril into this precarious state, Jiha didn't pull out right away. Instead, his hands slowly kneaded her body.
He squeezed the ass clenching tight around his cock, then teased her trembling slender waist, and Enril turned her head back desperately.
"Nnngh... Hnngh. H-hard..."
Maybe in normal circumstances, but after repeated climaxes, she couldn't even hold herself steady.
Frightened, Enril pleaded, and Jiha's hand moved upward from stroking her waist.
His fingers traced up her back and then caressed Enril's long silver hair. She appealed to him with her eyes.
Let me plant my feet on the ground.
Move, please.
But Jiha pretended not to notice and stroked the corner of Enril's mouth with his fingers.
"Haa, aah..."
Enril's body trembled harder, and she obediently took Jiha's fingers between her own lips.
She had no idea why Jiha wouldn't move, but it was the only thing she could do in this state.
The devastating beauty with brown skin sucked and licked his fingers, a ticklish sensation.
Satisfied, Jiha slowly pulled his hips back. As the male that had been pressing hard inside her retreated, scraping her inner walls, Enril let out a sweet cry.
"Mhm. Hnngh... Hnngh... Haaang."
If he pulled out, she could finally set her feet back on the ground, but Jiha's cock moved with cruel slowness.
Her body, far more sensitive than usual from having already hit its peak, felt him relentlessly raking her insides. Enril sobbed and convulsed.
"Hooo..."
Moving deliberately slowly inside that masterwork pussy clenching around him like a fist was an ordeal for Jiha too.
Enril stared back at him resentfully, and the sight of her eyes slightly glistening with tears was so stimulating it made his head spin, but Jiha didn't let it show on his face.
When he had pulled out slowly until the glans reached the sticky entrance of her cleft, Jiha abruptly rammed himself back inside.
"Haaaahhk! Hak, haak..."
The sharp thrust, the polar opposite of his withdrawal, instantly lifted her heels from the floor again. Enril threw her chin up and convulsed in anguish.
Watching the devastating beauty's voluptuous brown body spasm pitifully with every one of his thrusts was a delight.
And so was the pleasure of her pussy wringing him from glans to base with every push and pull.
"Wh-what... Why on earth..."
Now realizing that Jiha was doing this deliberately, Enril looked back at him and whimpered.
She hadn't done anything wrong, so she couldn't understand why Jiha was being so mean-spirited.
"You like it."
"N-no, I don't..."
Enril shook her head, but her cleft betrayed her words, continuing to squeeze him.
It was always a masterwork, but having already climaxed, it was so tight now that even keeping still made her moan.
If Jiha hadn't already been with Leticia earlier, he would have cum long ago.
"Oh really? Then I'd better test whether that's true or not..."
As Jiha spoke slyly and slowly pulled out again, Enril's firm brown thighs quivered.
Forcing her exhausted body to keep standing on tiptoe was wearing her muscles down.
"Ha. Haa... Hnngh..."
Understanding that Jiha intended to keep this up, Enril shook her head desperately.
It was hard work, yes, but... her already hyper-sensitive body was slowly heating up again, and an aching sensation swirled in her chest, difficult to bear.
Her body craved him to be rougher, harder than this.
Enril looked back at him with that sentiment, and Jiha grinned slyly.
The slower he moved, the more Enril's inner ridges seemed to chafe and ensnare him, nearly impossible to endure.
"More... please."
At Enril's plea, Jiha again slammed the cock he had been slowly pulling out deep inside.
Slap!
The sound of his lower belly smacking her ass cheeks rang out, and at the anticipated burst of pleasure, Enril shook her head, jaw trembling.
"Ha, haat. Hnngh..."
But contrary to her expectations, Jiha didn't pull out quickly and thrust again. Burying himself to the root, he leaned his upper body toward Enril.
He blew a warm breath against her ear and laughed roughly.
"Do what more?"
"...."
Sheepishly, Enril averted her eyes.
She knew Jiha was tormenting her on purpose, but she showed no resistance.
There was only a mental wall before she could say the words.
"W-well, faster... Hnngh."
When Jiha licked behind Enril's ear, she couldn't bear the tickle and shook her head.
She had meant to move away and evade him, but remembering that she was holding herself up on her big toes, she barely stopped herself.
Once Enril stopped moving, Jiha stuck out his tongue and leisurely licked her long ear.
"Who should?"
"You..."
Embarrassed, Enril couldn't even meet his eyes properly and spoke quietly.
So submissive. It was hard to believe this was that haughty Dark Elf, Enril Woniak.
A thoroughly tamed beast.
When Jiha stroked her head in satisfaction, she simply waited with restless patience.
Pressing his lower belly tight against her voluptuous ass, Jiha kissed her. Tilting her head, Enril obediently offered her lips and extended her tongue.
Not stopping there, she entwined her tongue with his first.
Leisurely savoring the feel of her tongue clinging to his, Jiha began to move slowly.
Unlike his deliberately slow withdrawals before, he now moved his hips in a steady rhythm, gouging out the Dark Elf's masterwork.
"Mhm, hnngh... Hnngh..."
The Dark Elf, who had been working her tongue so eagerly, shook her head and moaned with pleasure.
As real pleasure washed over her already extremely sensitive body, she trembled so hard it was difficult to stand.
Jiha reached his hands forward, kneading her heated breasts while skillfully thrusting and withdrawing his hips.
The grip that was already top-tier was now burning hot; the sensation was dizzying.
"Nnngh. Kh..."
"Ah, aah... Aah..."
As Jiha fondled her breasts and moved in and out a little faster, Enril tossed her head and writhed with flirtatious agony.
Every time he thrust, the ripe flesh of her brown ass rippled wildly.
Squelch! Squelch!
"Ah, ah... Aang. Haaang."
Jiha pulled his hands from her breasts and seized Enril's arms.
It was a shame to stop kneading her chest, but he wanted to drive his lower body faster.
Plunge! Schllk. Plunge. Schllp.
Holding Enril's arms bent behind her, Jiha thrust his hips fast and deep, then pulled out.
Arms pinned behind her, bound to the male shoving into her from behind, Enril tossed her head and sobbed in agony.
"Haaang. Haht. Hnngh... Hnngh."
"Nnngh..."
Jiha tried to hold on, but his limit was approaching.
He wanted to keep going, but Enril's squeezing felt so good that his own head was spinning.
Sensing the male hardening further, her hole clamped down even tighter. Electricity began to race from his waist to the top of his head.
"I'm going to... come inside."
"Mhm. Hnngh... Do as you like... Haaang."
Enril looked back at him with a trace of resentment, but her arms were already bound and her lower body was being ravaged; there was no escape.
Meeting the eyes of the resigned Dark Elf, Jiha moved faster.
As if urging him toward his climax, the warm cleft gripped him tight from the base and would not let go.
"Nghk..."
"Haaaaht. Haaaaa! Haaht!"
Pleasure shot to the top of his head, and Jiha stopped moving, his body shuddering.
Whump!
His glans spasmed and semen gushed out.
Gripping Enril's arms tight, his lower belly pressed flush against the lush brown cheeks of her ass, Jiha freely poured his seed into the deepest part of that warmly gripping masterwork.
Jiha pulled her arms back with all his strength, greedily driving his lower body forward as if to crush her ass, and Enril's hole clamped down even tighter.
A blazing flash of pleasure followed, and Jiha gasped for breath himself.
"Hooo..."
The dizzying pleasure kept rolling, bringing after-waves of his climax.
With her arms bound, Enril couldn't move a muscle, and she panted for air, fully feeling Jiha savor the lingering bliss.
"Hoo."
Once the ejaculations that had repeated several times seemed to end, Jiha slowly released her arms. Staggering, Enril slid down to sit on the floor, catching her breath in ragged gasps.
Her face, after being driven so forcefully, was plainly etched with exhaustion.
Jiha took a step forward at the sight of her sitting before him, eyes demurely downcast, exhaling a sweet sigh.
"...."
Completely spent, Enril looked up at him dazedly as he approached.
Her face showed anxiety that he might be about to go another round straight away, but that wasn't Jiha's business.
He lightly pressed down on her head and presented his cock, still soiled with honey and semen.
Not understanding, Enril hesitated and tried to take it with her hand, but Jiha told her with words.
"Clean it up."
"...."
When Enril didn't immediately comprehend, Jiha's hand pressed down on the crown of her head.
Enril cautiously opened her mouth, and Jiha slid his cock inside that slick hole.
"Nngh..."
Forced to take the post-climax cock into her mouth, Enril stared up at Jiha, flustered.
Instead of an answer, Jiha stroked her soft silver hair.
"...."
After thoroughly enjoying the Dark Elf's voluptuous body, he was now making her hold his cock in her mouth.
Pushing it into the warmth of her mouth, pressing down on the soft tongue, a sense of conquest rose inside him.
Enril simply kept her eyes demurely downcast and stayed still.
As if she had no idea what this act was, she didn't even use her tongue, just quietly keeping her mouth open.
"Clean."
"...."
When Jiha said it again, the hesitant Enril slowly began to suck with her mouth.
The male member, losing its firmness and wilting, twitched at the suction, his sensitive glans stimulated.
Her nibbling lips caressed the dirtied shaft and delivered a languid pleasure.
"Nnngh..."
"...."
At Jiha's groan, Enril looked up at him and blinked.
She looked quite surprised.
There had been times during sex when Jiha couldn't hold back his pleasure and groaned, but Enril had been too distracted to notice then.
This was the first time she had heard Jiha sound like he was feeling it.
"Good..."
Jiha nodded and slowly pulled his cock out. Meeting Enril's gaze, he nodded his chin toward the tub.
"Now let's wash."
The original objective.
The bath was beginning.