Chapter 99: Taking a Breather (2)
Chapter 99: Taking a Breather (2)
Elisha’s Dance Calling the Half-Elf!
It was super effective!
My member, which was already rock hard, began to throb rhythmically of its own accord.
“Mgh….”
A suppressed moan escaped Carla, who was currently busy with my lower half.
Reflexively, I patted the back of Carla’s head to soothe her, but my gaze remained fixed solely on Elisha.
Her legs were spread wide in a half-crouch, putting her pussy on full display.
Though her movements were a bit stiff, her upper body swayed with a decent sense of rhythm.
And what about those large breasts swaying along with her, or the rhythmic sound of them slapping against each other?
Slap! Slap!
It was incredibly lewd.
Perhaps she felt me staring blankly at her, completely entranced.
Even as her face flushed crimson with shame, Elisha tried her best to maintain a triumphant expression.
“W-well? Don’t you find me more appealing than Carla’s mouth, Yandel?”
“This is definitely… Ugh!”
The moment I was about to nod reflexively, Carla swallowed my cock deep into her throat as if refusing to lose.
The tightening of her throat sent a surge of pleasure so intense it made my head spin.
Normally, fellatio isn't the most stimulating form of foreplay… but when someone uses their esophagus like a vagina, it’s a different story.
Did she dislike how I shifted my focus back to Carla mid-sentence?
Elisha pressed me again, her voice slightly pouting.
“You. Tell me quickly. Who is more erotic? Who is making you more horny right now?!”
“Well… I think I need a closer look.”
“Hmph…!”
Despite the huff of annoyance, Elisha nodded and approached until she was right in front of me, resuming her Dance Calling the Half-Elf.
Good god.
Up close, it was even more scandalous.
As if possessed, I reached out between Elisha’s legs.
“What are—hic!”
Elisha flinched as I thrust my fingers inside her.
“What are you doing? Keep dancing.”
“I-I get it! I’ll dance! I just have to dance, right?! So your fingers… Hyaaah!”
As I stroked upward, raking against her vaginal wall, Elisha let out a shrill scream.
Immediately after, a gush of love fluid drenched my hand.
“…Why are you so worked up?”
“That’s because you… Ha-ah! Just stay still when you’re talking!”
Elisha had only recently lost her virginity.
And yet, here she was, a third-rate pussy leaking love fluid like a faucet without any proper foreplay.
“As expected of an Ero-Elf.”
“I am n-not an Ero-Elfuuuuh?!”
This time, I used my thumb to rub and apply pressure to her clit. She stopped mid-sentence, her waist trembling uncontrollably.
She must have reached a light climax.
Wait, isn’t it weird for her to be this sensitive every time I touch her with just my fingers?
I don’t think it’s simply because Elisha is an Ero-Elf.
If she came just from being touched a couple of times like this, daily life would be impossible for her.
In that case, as I thought….
“You got horny watching Carla, didn’t you?”
“Hic!”
Elisha froze solid, as if someone had hit a pause button.
Her breasts, which had been swaying continuously despite her occasional flinches, were now perfectly still.
I’d hit the bullseye.
I pressed down on her clit—the reset button… no, the reboot button—to restart the broken Elisha.
Rub.
“Ha-ah! W-what are you talking about! Me, getting horny watching Carla?! That’s ridiculous…!”
“We’ll have to verify that from now on. Carla. Lift your head for a second.”
“Mgh… Pwah! Why, Master?”
“I think I’m about to blow.”
“Aha? You want to watch it yourself today?”
Quick on the uptake, Carla opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out.
She positioned herself so that only the tip of the glans was cradled by her tongue.
In that state, Carla gripped the shaft of my member, which was already slick with her saliva.
Stroke, stroke, stroke.
She began a rhythmic handjob.
“Huu….”
Since I hadn't had a proper release in a few days, the urge to ejaculate came sooner than expected.
Without holding back, I let it all pour out onto Carla’s tongue.
Splurt, spurt….
The semen shot out powerfully, beginning to stain Carla’s tongue and the inside of her mouth white.
“……”
Carla closed her eyes, quietly accepting everything I gave her.
For a moment, she almost looked solemn.
However, unlike usual when she would swallow as I came inside her mouth, was it because she was holding it in without swallowing each burst?
Before long, a white pool began to slowly fill Carla’s mouth.
Even I thought I was producing quite a lot, and only after I’d finished did the ejaculation stop.
Carla, her mouth brimming with the sloshing semen, finally opened her eyes.
Then, with a beaming eye-smile, she closed her mouth.
Munch, munch… Gulp.
She took her time tasting it before finally swallowing it all. And then.
“Bleh….”
She opened her mouth wide again and stuck out her tongue just like before.
Carla’s mouth showed only her crimson tongue and flesh, indicating she had swallowed cleanly.
The only trace left behind was a single strand of pubic hair stuck to the corner of her mouth.
I chuckled at Carla’s eyes, which were sparkling as if begging for praise, and stroked her hair.
“Hehehe….”
With a silly, satisfied grin, Carla tilted her head this way and that, following my touch.
And Elisha, who had witnessed this entire scene….
“Hngh… Carla-unni is… so vulgar… Ah-hng….”
She was masturbating with my fingers, swaying her own hips.
Seeing this, Carla’s expression turned to one of:
“Yikes.”
Even though she’d finally heard the word ‘Unni’ she’d wanted so badly, she looked horrified and scrambled to hide behind my back.
“Master, Master. There’s a pervert over there.”
“Don’t worry, Carla. She’s just a normal Ero-Elf.”
“…Wait! N-no, I’m not! Elves aren't Ero-Elves?!”
Elisha snapped back to her senses and protested. But if that were the case….
“Then, Elisha, are you saying you’re just a pervert?”
“……!”
Elisha’s mouth fell open like someone who’d just been checkmated.
With her legs still spread wide, it was… quite a vibe.
Unfortunately, this bizarre moment passed quickly.
Elisha, having regained her composure, bit her lip with a look of determination.
“T-that’s right! I am a vulgar woman who feels a sense of conquest seeing Carla fall into such a depraved state!”
Wait, I’m the one who got my cock sucked and my cum swallowed, so why are you the one feeling a sense of conquest…?
“Are you satisfied now?!”
“I don’t know what you’re satisfied with, but let’s just say you are.”
I patted Carla, who looked even more wary than before, a couple of times before gently pushing her away.
Then, I pulled on the fingers that were still inside Elisha’s pussy.
“Hyah!”
I grinned at Elisha as she was pulled right in front of me by the movement of my arm.
“So, I was going to use you as fapping material, but it turns out you were using Carla and me as yours?”
“I guess… that’s how it is?”
“First you misunderstood things back at Senior Fay’s workshop, and now this. Honestly, aren't you the biggest pervert among us?”
“Urgh!”
She looked like she had plenty to say, but given what she’d just done, she couldn't bring herself to argue.
I pointed to my lower half, which had become stiff once again, for Elisha’s benefit.
“Get on.”
“Eh?”
“Didn’t you hear me? Get on my lap and put it in.”
“…You. Is there no foreplay for me?”
“When you’re leaking this much love fluid? Is it even necessary?”
Squelch.
A wet, sticky sound echoed as I gave my fingers a slight wiggle.
“Ahem. Let’s just put it in then.”
Elisha cautiously climbed on top of me.
Her plump thighs wrapped around mine, and her breasts, which had been swaying wildly, were now pressed firmly against my chest.
Before long, I felt the sensation of my glans pushing its way into her narrow vagina.
“Hngh….”
Unlike the first time, the insertion was relatively smooth, followed by a slight feeling of weight.
Face-to-face seated position.
Sitting face-to-face, Elisha and I locked eyes.
Then, simultaneously, we both averted our gazes.
We were too close.
“Being in this position… it’s suddenly very embarrassing. …Do you feel it too, Yandel?”
“A little? I’ve cuddled and rolled around with Carla often, but I haven't had many chances to do that with you, Elisha.”
We’d jumped straight into the main event fueled by the momentum, but now it felt awkward.
It seemed we needed a little time to get used to each other before we started moving in earnest.
So, instead of moving my hips right away, I began to knead Elisha’s buttocks and spoke.
“By the way, that dance from earlier. The Dance Calling the Half-Elf? What was that? It was incredibly lewd… is it a real dance?”
“Yandel, what on earth do you think Elves are?”
“Potential Ero-Elves?”
“That’s not entirely wrong, but we’re not that bad?!”
I chuckled and lightly hugged Elisha, who was huffing in indignation.
The warmth and softness of her in my arms… Elisha’s huffing quickly subsided.
However, perhaps she felt left out seeing the two of us so close.
Press.
A soft, squishy sensation pressed against me from behind.
Carla pushed her breasts against my back and rubbed her face against the nape of my neck.
“Please let me join too, Master… I’m lonely by myself. I won’t get in the way. Just let me stay like this.”
“I don’t see why not.”
It was like a sandwich.
I expected Elisha to snap something sharp at this point… but what I heard was a low, quiet voice.
“Yandel. I’ve been thinking for a moment.”
“About what?”
“About why I called it the Dance Calling the Half-Elf, and why I meddled so much back at Miss Fay’s workshop.”
“Ah, that.”
As I nodded in agreement, Elisha continued with a serious face.
“It seems I’m already worried about the child that will be born between us.”
“…What?”
“Will you raise your child properly, Yandel, even if they are a half-elf?”
“…….”
In an instant, my cock inside Elisha went a bit limp.
Wait, haven't we always been using contraception magic…?