Chapter 83: I Bought Her, So I Came Again (4)
Chapter 83: I Bought Her, So I Came Again (4)
Elisha couldn't pull herself together.
Even if the title had lost much of its weight in modern times, Elisha was still born a High Elf—a race still considered sacred among elves.
Naturally, she had been raised like a precious treasure, wrapped in cotton wool, leaving her woefully ignorant of sexual matters.
She knew that babies were made when sperm met an egg, but no one had ever told her how they actually met.
However, that ignorance only lasted until she entered the Academy.
After experiencing a slight misunderstanding with Yandel during the entrance exam, Elisha admitted her own ignorance and took an interest in "lewd things" for the first time.
She had asked the attendant who had since returned to the Magic Tower, and she had spent hours holed up in the library reading various books.
[100 Days Until the Lady Becomes a Bitch] was a novel she had happened upon during that time.
The book, created solely for the sake of arousal rather than any academic purpose, had been a massive shock to the Elisha of that time.
Even now, its contents remained perfectly preserved in a corner of her mind.
Much like a young boy who, upon first encountering pornography, spends his entire day thinking of nothing else.
But… the shock back then was nothing compared to this.
The sight of a naked man for the first time in her life, the sticky kisses, the intense irrumatio, and Carla crawling on all fours to lick up the vomited semen.
All of it was an overwhelming amount of stimulation for Elisha.
It was a stimulation so intense it bordered on terrifying when she realized it was what she would soon have to do.
Her sensitive reaction to Carla’s provocation was undoubtedly an attempt to look away from the reality that had suddenly closed in on her.
Still, she was merely a little surprised. Once she calmed down, she would surely regain her composure soon.
Elisha truly believed that.
…Until Carla’s pussy was thrust right in front of her face.
With one leg on the floor and the other pointing toward the ceiling, Carla’s crotch was naturally laid bare.
Elisha, who was kneeling with her hands up, and Iris, who sat beside her without her hands raised, both wore expressions of pure horror at the sight before them.
Carla had pale platinum-blonde pubic hair, the same color as the hair on her head.
Below that, her plump labia majora were parted slightly along her legs, which were spread to their limit.
From the peeking inner flesh, a single string of sticky love fluid trickled down.
Because both of them were sitting, they were witnessing all of this at eye level.
Even as women, they had never observed a pussy so explicitly.
And the owner of this pussy was none other than Carla.
The woman once called the next Archmage; the woman Elisha had unilaterally regarded as both a rival and an idol.
That beautiful, dignified Carla Lindelheit!
To think she was striking such a filthy pose right in front of her!
She was even reeking of the scent of a female in heat!
Having been forced to hold her punishment pose for quite some time, Elisha even forgot the numbness in her trembling limbs.
Just as Elisha’s breath was about to turn ragged despite herself—
Squelch.
“H-hyuk!”
Yandel’s angry member brutally pierced Carla’s pussy.
And then.
Drip, drip, drip…
“Ah.”
Carla’s love nectar splashed down onto Iris and Elisha’s faces.
…Elisha truly couldn't pull herself together.
*
What is wrong with these two?
Carla said she’d show them something, but today she was a pathetic pussy as usual.
As for Elisha, her expression had turned vacant ever after being drenched in the love nectar and love fluid Carla sprayed while having a light climax.
Her eyes weren't even focusing properly, as if her soul had left her body.
I was the one fucking Carla, so why was Elisha making a face like that?
“Elisha…? Elisha?!”
Iris, who had also been splashed by Carla’s love fluid but remained mentally sound despite her surprise, hurriedly shook Elisha’s shoulder… while I kept swinging my hips.
Squelch, squelch.
“Nngh! Haa… Master…!”
A light climax was still a climax.
As I rubbed against her now hypersensitive vaginal walls, Carla let out a shriek of pleasure.
Iris looked up at me as if I were some kind of madman, but… what could I do?
If she didn't like it, she should have been the Master.
As if to show off to Elisha, whose plump thighs were fidgeting, I grabbed a handful of Carla’s breasts as I held her.
Squish.
The heavy yet soft mounds of flesh distorted this way and that under my grip.
I squeezed hard enough to leave handprints, though not enough to hurt her.
Every time I did, Carla responded by tightening her vaginal walls around me.
“Haah! They’re… they’re seeing everything… Hyuk! Me feeling your dick inside me… Ahh! You roughly kneading my breasts… Heugh!”
Carla didn't hesitate to say shameful things, describing her own state with her own mouth.
I lightly bit the nape of her neck.
“Hiiiiik!”
Red teeth marks were engraved onto her snow-white neck.
It was a form of territory marking that both I and Carla enjoyed.
I could feel the tremors of excitement through her neck as I held it in my mouth.
…She seems to be feeling it even more than usual?
I was currently venting the vitality from the Demonic Blood Pill and the sexual desire that had built up during the day-long carriage ride.
But Carla didn't have any of that.
Could it be that she was getting excited by showing off to Elisha?
Testing the theory, I nudged Carla’s waist closer to Elisha.
“Hraaang! So close… Hiiit! Even my clit getting hard… Nngat! They can see it all…!”
Sure enough, Carla gushed out more love fluid.
It wasn't as grand as before, but a few drops splashed and wet Elisha’s face again.
One of them must have touched her lips, as Elisha clamped her mouth shut and froze stiff.
“Hmph…!”
She probably couldn't wipe it off because my command forced her to keep her hands up.
Perhaps finding that sight pitiful, Iris, who had been flustered by Elisha’s strange behavior, cautiously reached out.
“I… I, your Master, will wipe it for you, Elisha.”
“[Stop.]”
“Ugh?! Master?”
When I issued the command out of necessity, Iris blinked her blue eyes in bewilderment.
Come to think of it, Elisha and Iris had the same eye color.
“If you want to wipe Elisha’s face, you have to take off one piece of clothing for every time you wipe her.”
“I-I still have the handcuffs on, so I cannot undress myself!”
“I’ll let you go later, so just remember the count and take them off yourself then.”
“Kh… if that is the case. Fine. I shall keep count, so please, withdraw the command.”
“Good. [You may move now].”
Only then did Iris regain her freedom of movement, and she hurriedly wiped Elisha’s face with her sleeve.
Thanks to that, Elisha took a deep breath, her face looking much more relieved.
“…Thank you, Master. When Carla’s love… when that hit me, my body kept losing strength and I felt like I was floating. It was troubling.”
“Hm? O-oh… I see. Do not worry anymore. Your Master is here.”
“No. There is no need for you to endure such shame for my sake, Master….”
“I would have had to take them off eventually anyway. Whether I do it with my own hands or have them stripped by the Master, it is all the same.”
“Master…!”
Seeing the two of them playing out a touching scene again made a surge of mischief rise within me.
I wasn't the only one who felt that way; Carla, who had been lost in the sensation of being plowed, tilted her head back and whispered into my ear.
“Master, Master.”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s make those two… very wet.”
“Sounds good. But how?”
When I tilted my head in question, Carla rubbed her waist against me and said:
“My clit… you can pinch it a little if you want.”
“…….”
Brace yourself.
I moved the hand that had been holding Carla up down toward her crotch.
Passing the sensation of thin pubic hair, my hand found her soft pussy flesh.
I lightly pressed down on her clitoris—the only hard part within—and thrust my hips upward.
Squelch.
“Hraaaaaang!”
Her vaginal walls churned around my dick like a separate living creature.
It felt like she was trying to hold me so I couldn't move anymore, or perhaps like she was trying to wring the semen out of me.
I faltered for a moment at the sudden, intense stimulation, but I soon forced my way through the clinging vaginal walls and began to piston wildly.
Squelch, squelch.
“Haah! Hyuk!”
I pressed down hard on her erect clitoris, rubbed it in circles, and sometimes even pinched it.
Every time I did, pleasure coiled around me. I could feel her cervix at the tip of my glans.
As much as I was enjoying it, Carla was panting from even greater pleasure, and love fluid flowed incessantly from her pussy.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
“Ahhh! Heugh! Nngh…!”
Given the position, the fluid naturally splashed in all directions.
I picked up the pace, watching Iris wave her short arms to wipe the fluid off Elisha or take the hits herself.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Every time I hammered against her cervix, her vagina tightened so hard it made my head spin.
It was as if her clitoris was a button; every time I pressed it, love nectar and love fluid sprayed out.
Before I knew it, the liquid running down Carla’s legs had formed a small puddle, and the room was filled with a lewd scent.
Thud!
I, too, could no longer hold back and vomited my semen directly into Carla’s womb.
Shudder…
It was an intense bout of lovemaking and a massive ejaculation that made my whole body tremble.
Carla must have climaxed grandly as well, as she shook violently, making gasping sounds as if she were about to pass out.
I held Carla gently, enjoying the vibrations along with the afterglow, before finally pulling my dick out.
Pop!
“Hic!”
Snow-white semen trickled down her thighs.
Though she wasn't unconscious, Carla was completely melted. I kissed her cheek affectionately.
Mwah.
“He… hehe… did you enjoy it, Master?”
“Yeah. Good job.”
I said the words, but I kept glancing toward Elisha and Iris, curious about their state.
Well, the whole point of touching her clit was to scatter her love fluid, after all.
Pretending to readjust my hold on the limp Carla, I shifted our position so the two priestesses could see clearly.
There stood two women, dampened by love fluid and love nectar.
I smirked as I watched them staring blankly at Carla’s vaginal opening, which was still leaking semen.
“Want to try licking it?”
“Master… that is a bit….”
“A-are you insane?!”
Suit yourselves, then.
