Chapter 85: I Bought Her, So I Came Again (6)
Chapter 85: I Bought Her, So I Came Again (6)
Iris crouched over my waist, spreading her legs in an M-shape to give me a clear view.
Stopping just before inserting my member herself, Iris spoke.
"The virgin pussy I have protected for 517 years to offer to my master… Please, accept it."
"……."
Wait, she’s saying those kinds of lines now?
I barely suppressed the urge to kick off the bed and pin her down right then and there.
Instead, I gave a silent nod, and with a look of solemn determination, Iris lowered her hips the rest of the way.
Squelch…
"Ngh!"
The sensation of forcing through a narrow entrance.
A tightening grip, stronger than I had imagined, began to envelop my glans.
Just as Iris’s vaginal opening passed the glans and swallowed a bit of the shaft, I felt a faint sensation of something thin tearing at the tip.
"Hic."
A suppressed moan that sounded like a hiccup. Warm droplets fell onto my chest, and a single streak of defloration blood trickled down from where we were joined.
Whether it was pain or something else, Iris—whose face had been relatively calm—grimaced deeply before pulling up the corners of her trembling lips.
"H-how is it, Master? Do you like my virgin pussy?"
"Well… I won’t know for sure until I’ve gone all the way in, right?"
I grabbed Iris’s slender waist and slowly pulled her down.
Squelch.
"Nngh!"
Suddenly, Iris’s lower abdomen bulged outward.
I wasn't sure if it was because her body was so small or because I was so large.
Probably both.
To think I could see exactly how far my dick had entered from the outside.
Perhaps I was staring too intently. Noticing my gaze, Iris leaned her body back.
Then, in a posture that seemed to thrust her lower belly toward me, she asked, "Haaah… Master. Can you see it well?"
"Yeah. I think I understand why you were so confident despite it being your first time."
It was way too erotic.
The only problem was that it seemed impossible to go all the way in.
There was about a quarter of the length left, but I could already feel the cervix at the tip of my glans.
Well, it might be because it was her first time, or because we jumped straight into it without much foreplay.
Regardless, it was a fact that Iris had worked harder than I expected.
Though she was trying to act composed, I grabbed her faintly trembling wrists and pulled her toward me.
"Nng-ah?"
With our lower bodies still connected, Iris ended up sprawled on top of me.
I gently stroked her hair.
"Good job."
"Master. How old do you think I am to be treated like this…?"
"You offered your virginity yourself, so I have to reward you for that."
"…Then how about postponing Elisha’s turn until next time instead of today?"
"Are you still on about that? No can do. But I can cater to you a little bit, Iris."
"I have nothing in particular I desire, but…"
"517 years is a longer time than I can even imagine."
"Indeed, it is a long time even for an elf. It must be even more so for a Master who has only just reached adulthood."
It tickled a bit since she was speaking with her face buried in my chest.
"Doesn't being a virgin for that long mean your fantasies about your first time were just as big?"
"……."
Iris bit her lip the moment I finished speaking. I couldn't see her face from this angle, but I could easily guess she was making a rather complicated expression.
I waited quietly, slowly patting her back, and before long, a cautious voice drifted up.
"…I would like you to hold me tightly."
"Okay."
I tightened my arms around Iris’s small back. Tight enough to feel a bit stifling. Or tight enough to stop the trembling.
"Next, a kiss along with an eternal oath… No, just a kiss will do."
"Hold on."
I pulled Iris up, withdrawing my member halfway.
We were close enough for our noses to touch.
I stared into Iris’s moist blue eyes, where the tears hadn't quite dried yet… and then I pressed my lips to hers.
Mwah.
I didn't use my tongue. It was just a light kiss, lips meeting and parting.
The sensation of her tiny lips. Feeling Iris’s breath tickle my neck, I asked once more.
"Anything else? Is there something more you want to do?"
"…My ears."
"Huh?"
"I would like you to touch my ears. If possible, with… with affection."
Affection, huh.
How exactly was I supposed to touch them to show affection?
Since Iris’s appearance was exceptionally outstanding, I did have a basic level of attraction toward her.
But if you asked if I liked Iris, that was a different story. After all, she never appeared in H&A, and I only met her yesterday.
Did she take my silence as a negative? Iris shook her head with a dejected voice.
"…Never mind. This much is enough."
"No. Wait."
I stared intently at Iris’s face and reached out.
I started with the lips we had just kissed.
After stroking her moist, soft lips for a moment, I moved my hand up and brushed the back of my hand against her smooth cheek.
After that, I toyed with various parts of her face—her nose, forehead, chin—which was barely the size of my palm.
…With Carla, doing skinship like this made her look even prettier.
Sure enough, I felt the way I was touching Iris change slightly.
Whether it was just my imagination or not, Iris’s expression became one of anticipation.
I carefully brought my hand to her ear.
It was a unique sensation—not entirely soft, but with long, firm cartilage.
So this is what an elf’s ear feels like.
I traced my finger along the helix and gently tickled the inside, teasing the entire ear as if I were performing foreplay.
Every time I moved my hand, Iris’s gaze grew increasingly hazy.
She looked as if she were intoxicated by sleep, or wine, or perhaps just the atmosphere.
And then.
"…Ah."
Iris’s expression gradually softened until a faint smile bloomed on her face.
She didn't say anything, but seeing her ears twitch intermittently, it seemed I had succeeded.
"Do you like it?"
"To be honest, I had half-given up… but this is wonderful."
It wasn't just talk; the pussy I felt below grew even wetter.
To put it simply, she was leaking love nectar just from having her ears touched.
I knew an elf’s ears were a special part of them, but I didn't realize it was to this extent.
As if she truly had no more requests, Iris began to wiggle her hips on her own, her eyes curving playfully.
"Master. Do you know why?"
"Know what?"
"The reason why elves value chastity to an excessive degree. And the reason why other races burn with fantasies about training an elf."
"Is there a specific reason for that?"
I thought it was just because they were a long-lived race that valued tradition, or a fantasy born from the desire to defile something mystical.
"Of course, what Master said is part of it. However, the direct reason is different. The Academy is a place where many different races gather, so surely Master has heard it at least once? That elves have sensitive senses."
"Right. That’s why you can hear me even when I whisper."
"You know it well. Then, do you also know that those sensitive senses include not just the five senses, but sexual sensitivity as well?"
"Huh…?"
This was something I truly hadn't expected, and a dumb sound escaped my lips.
Iris, who was gradually getting used to moving while taking my member inside her, wore a devious smile.
"Think about it. What would happen if one became addicted to a pleasure several times stronger than others?"
"A normal life would be impossible, right?"
"Exactly. That is why elves have such a strong sense of chastity. If they didn't, everyone would spend hundreds of years lost in sex. It’s a value system that formed naturally."
"…Then the fantasy other races have about training elves is, don't tell me…?"
"It’s because it is actually possible."
"Holy shit."
She really was an ero-elf.
Iris was dropping these shocking facts as if they were common knowledge. But she wasn't done yet.
"Master doesn't seem to know the specifics… but an elf’s ears are an especially sensitive organ. I don't particularly like the comparison, but to make it easy to understand, you could say they are like an insect’s antennae. It’s the place that primarily oversees all sensations."
"…Then the act of touching the ears with affection is?"
"It is no different from caressing the entire body with affection."
No wonder.
I was wondering why her pussy was getting so wet just from me touching her ears.
I was nodding in understanding, but Iris wasn't finished.
"That is why, if someone touches the ears directly, their inner thoughts are bound to be felt vividly. Though it’s not perfectly accurate, as it’s inferred from the movement of the hands or the pulse."
Saying so, Iris lifted her upper body with a small grunt.
Taking the cowgirl position just like when she first inserted my member, Iris gave a beaming smile.
"In that sense, Master’s touch just now was truly wonderful."
"What exactly did it feel like?"
"That part is a secret. …I will only say that for a moment, I even forgot the fact that I am a slave."
What? That’s not fair. Don't keep it to yourself; tell me the details.
Iris giggled at my bewildered expression.
"Don't make that face. We have more important business right now, don't we?"
"What… Hup!"
Squelch.
A tingling pleasure shot up from my groin. It was because Iris had moved her hips once.
"Hmm. Rather than this, perhaps like this…."
Finding it uncomfortable to simply move her hips, Iris crouched with her legs in an M-shape and began lifting and lowering her entire backside.
Slap!
"Kh…!"
Along with the sound of her small buttocks hitting my lower belly, a pleasure far more intense than before surged up.
Her movements were clumsy as could be, but because her grip was so tight, it worked.
Iris nodded with a satisfied expression, seemingly pleased by my reaction.
"Is this how I do it? It hurts a little, but I shall endure."
And then came Iris’s grinding.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ngh… Haaah…."
The inside of her pussy bit down on my dick and wouldn't let go. Every time my dick moved back and forth inside her, a part of the vaginal wall seemed to be dragged along with it.
It was an erotic sight that was hard to look away from.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Haa-ugh… Nngh…."
Since her breasts were so petite, they didn't bounce no matter how hard she hammered down.
However, the sight of her long, flowing hair fluttering everywhere was quite addictive.
Slap! Slap!
"He-ugh… Ha-ah…."
As if touching her ears had flipped some kind of switch, a faint moisture seeped into the voice of the now-actively moving Iris.
It seemed the claim that an elf’s sexual sensitivity was high wasn't a lie, as she was already starting to feel it.
In response, the sensation in my groin changed slightly.
The grip loosened just the right amount, and even more love nectar flowed out, making it easier to move.
It felt as if Iris’s pussy was adapting to the shape of my member.
Iris’s grinding still lacked any sort of technique… but her pussy itself was a masterpiece.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Hic! Ha-ah! Ah-hit!"
The urge to ejaculate was already tickling my tailbone.
Yeah. At this point, I had to admit it.
The way she desperately shook her hips clumsily. The single tear clinging to the corner of her eye because the pain hadn't fully subsided.
The pussy that tightened perfectly around only the good spots, and the moans filled with ecstasy that seeped through the pain.
Everything about Iris, shaking her hips on top of me right now, was erotic.
To the point where it was hard to believe she had just lost her virginity.
But I couldn't just let her have her way.
I reached out toward Iris, who was floundering between pain and pleasure.
"Hyaaa-at?!"
Iris let out a strange cry as her clitoris was suddenly seized.
The inside of her pussy contracted violently in an instant. It was a sign that Iris had reached a light climax.
Not missing this chance, I rubbed Iris’s clitoris vigorously with my thumb.
"Hic! M-Master… stop… Haa-at!"
Iris shook her head wildly from side to side, asking me to go easy… but I naturally ignored her and continued to stimulate her clit.
"He-eu-ugh…!"
The mounting pleasure brought my dick and her pussy into even tighter contact.
That increased tightness brought about even greater pleasure.
It was a truly exponential cycle of delight.
"Hic… Ha-ah…! If you’re going to be like this, then I…!"
Her spirit was willing, but her strength seemed to fail her as she felt more and more, and Iris’s hip movements weakened.
So, I grabbed Iris’s slender waist and shook her up and down.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Nng-geuk?!"
Rough movements, as if I were using an onahole.
Iris made a sound like she was running out of breath, but I didn't care and went into a full sprint.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Before long, an intense urge to ejaculate surged up my spine.
Sensing that I could no longer hold back, I ejaculated everything inside Iris.
Splurt—! Splu-urt—!
The semen, shot out quite powerfully, hammered against Iris’s cervix. Perhaps that was the final piece.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaah!!"
Still impaled by me, Iris went off, grandly spraying love nectar.
Trickle, trickle, trickle….
Not only did she create a small puddle on my chest, but her eyes were half-unfocused, and her entire body convulsed intermittently.
"Ah."
Did I go too far?
Since it was her first time, I intended to do it normally, but Iris started acting so erotic halfway through that I couldn't help myself.
Still, I tried to pull my dick out of Iris’s pussy to let her rest.
Grab.
Iris stopped me with her small palm.
"N-no."
"What is it?"
"If you pull out now, it’s Elisha’s turn next, isn't it? Do it a bit more. I can do more."
"…You still haven't given up on that."
Though her eyes were unfocused from the first climax she’d ever experienced, the will within them seemed firm.
After a moment of thought, I nodded.
"Fine. Let’s see how long you can last."
To be honest, I wanted to taste Iris’s pussy a bit more myself.
Slap!
"Ha-ah!"
Instead of pulling out, I thrust my hips upward, just as Iris wanted.
How many times did I repeat ejaculating into Iris like that?
"Iris?"
"……."
There was no answer. She seemed to be a mere corpse.