Five Hundred Years Untouched
Maila let out a soft, needy moan. “Ugh…”
As my hand gripped her tempting breast, the soft, plush flesh sank between my fingers with a delicious squish. A tiny, adorable whimper escaped from her lips. Once I had savored the smooth curve of her armpit, a thicker, muskier scent rolled off her—purely erotic and intoxicating. I felt her breathing grow ragged, and I kept kneading her breasts. Soon I seized both massive globes and spread them apart, pressing my face into the narrow valley between them and taking a deep breath. Slurp… whoosh…
In that tight little canyon, a scent different from the armpit—sweat-soaked and heavy—assaulted my senses. With such large breasts, the damp patches were especially noticeable. “As expected, they’re so big they sweat a lot.”
She laughed. I was no stranger to discomfort; my own body was just as generously endowed. I could understand her embarrassment perfectly. Looking up at Maila, who had covered her face with her arms in shame, I kept rubbing and savoring the plush texture. I extended my tongue and licked the bead of sweat trapped in the cleavage.
“Hiiit…”
Using her adorable whimper as background music, I began licking the valley, and it was impossible to tell whether the glistening drops on her dark skin were her own sweat or my saliva. I licked her smooth skin and the protruding nipples, then nibbled and sucked on them. Following the curve of the valley, I slid down and reached her lower body.
“W-wait… that’s not allowed…”
“Why again? Even if you’ve never had sex, you should’ve at least masturbated.”
“Y-you… a girl acting so shamelessly…”
“Come on, shut up and take it off.”
I rolled off her body, grabbed her long legs, and roughly yanked her panties down. They were black lace-trimmed and scandalously elegant. Realizing I wouldn’t stop, Maila lifted her hips in reluctant consent.
“Whoa… so this is a pussy that hasn’t been used in hundreds of years?”
“Eek…! S-stop saying that! I-it’s not that I never used it! I just never did!”
“Huh? I was talking about masturbation, not sex. Does that sting?”
“Ugh!”
Frowning in annoyance, she squeezed her breasts again. I stood up, shifting so her lower body was fully visible. I admired the wide hips that looked like they would birth strong children, then slowly turned my gaze to her slit. The tightly closed lips and dense, fluffy purple hair came into view.
I wondered idly if it followed the same color pattern as the hair on her head, like Maila’s and Eloise’s. Just for a moment, I pondered the useless thought before refocusing on Ririna’s pussy.
“Hmm… she still keeps herself trimmed, I see.”
“Haah…”
Tracing the trimmed edges with my palm, I felt the same rough, ticklish sensation I had felt licking her armpit. But it was more than that—the palm was slick with moisture. Sweat mixed with her arousal, no doubt. Close inspection revealed a thin trickle of slick starting from the closed slit and slowly dripping out. Her body reacted even to light teasing, proving just how lewd it truly was. Smiling, I poked the soft flesh beside her mound while watching her squirm and whimper.
“Hey, why trim it if you never even masturbate? You never use it anyway. Or… were you hoping someone would help you out? I’ve known since the first time I saw you how you dress—asking to be fucked with that outfit.”
“I-I don’t have that kind of intention… it’s just for hygiene. And it’s easier to clean after trimming…”
“Mm-hmm. Got it.”
“You’re not listening at all!”
Deliberately teasing her, I stuck my tongue out and the moment it touched her slit, thick nectar gushed out. With a lewd grin, I spread her lips wide with both hands. Hygiene and convenience were irrelevant now; what mattered was that this was a virgin pussy with zero sex experience—and even zero masturbation experience.
I asked her casually, “By the way, could I ask how old you exactly are?”
“…Why ask that?”
Her tone had lost all energy, as if she had already given up. A small sigh escaped her lips, clearly wishing to finish the test quickly and send me away.
“No, seriously, Ririna. You’re incredibly beautiful. From the moment I saw you, I thought I had to fuck you. But since you say you’re inexperienced, I thought maybe you’re younger than I expected. If you don’t want to say, that’s fine. I don’t care.”
One of the good things about entering the game world was that player appearances had been equalized. Even minor NPCs were attractive, and main characters were no doubt even more so. Of course, I hadn’t played the game myself, so I had no idea who played which role or whether they were main or supporting. But in a fantasy world, an elf could still be beautiful at 120 years old.
“…Five hundred.”
“What?”
I had guessed around a hundred at most, but her answer shattered my imagination. “I don’t know. A little over five hundred, I think…”
“…Eh?”
A five-hundred-year-old untouched pussy? I was dizzy.
***
Of course, Ririna didn’t know her exact age. According to her, she simply remembered birthdays after a certain point. Still, five hundred was far beyond my expectations. Well, it’s not like she looks ancient at all. She didn’t look much different from me, so I didn’t mind.
“Don’t worry too much, Ririna. I’ll love you even if you’re thousands of years older than an ancient tree.”
“…You’re insane.”
To soothe her sigh, I spread her thighs wide and grabbed her knees, making her slit even more visible. Contrary to her “hygiene” excuse, a thick, lewd scent rolled off her mound—no unclean or dirty feeling at all.
“Hoo…”
“Hiiit…”
Breathing lightly into her spread lips made her inner flesh twitch, and she moaned. I grabbed her hips and pulled hard. Her pussy slid close to my nose. I finally pushed my tongue inside.
“Hiiieeee…! Hkk! Haaaaah!”
My long tongue roamed the narrow slit, poking, licking, tasting. Sometimes soft, sometimes sharp. I felt an odd abnormality in my body—something I had never experienced before—but I decided not to think too deeply about it since I was becoming better at sex.
“Haaah… hiiik! Ahhuit!”
“Slurp—chuuuk, chuuuurp!”
Gulping down her nectar and sweat, I watched her twitch and realized my own excitement was burning hotter. With loud sucking sounds, I opened my mouth wide and sucked her pussy, tongue flicking her clit and slit at the same time. Ririna’s hips jolted upward.
“Haaaa…! Hiiik…! M-my body…! It’s weird…!”
It sounded like she was climaxing, but of course my tongue and mouth never stopped. At some point, her inner walls contracted around my long tongue, and her hips arched like a drawn bow.
“Hiiieeee…! Hiiik! Hiiieee…”
Thick nectar and squirt spurted from her pussy.
“Hiiit… haa… hiiieeee…”
Gluck—gluck—
“…Hoo.”
I released her hips, satisfied, having drunk every drop of her nectar and squirt like it was the best wine. “Hoo… this is new.”
Maila and Eloise had tasted like fresh, fruity sweetness, but Ririna was deep, thick, and sticky sweetness. Inhaling the air thick with her nectar, I watched her half-conscious form and then slid my hand up her thigh again.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
She was breathing heavily without much reaction, exhausted. I grabbed her thigh once more.
“W-wait…! N-now it’s not allowed! The test is… finished…!”
“But I still want to taste a few more times.”
Grabbing her long legs again, I pulled her close and pressed my mouth to her already soaked slit.
“Haaat…! Euuk! Haaah! W-wait…! It’s coming again…!”
I let her climax four more times before finally releasing her. Of course, the count was inaccurate—I stopped keeping track midway.