Nemea (6)
I only pulled my cock free after I'd confirmed Nemea had swallowed every last drop of my cum.
"Cough! Cough!"
Nemea hacked and sputtered, then glared up at me with open irritation. She must have been struggling more than she'd let on.
"I cannot comprehend this. Seed must be placed in a female's sex, not her mouth, if one wishes to sire offspring. This method shall produce no progeny."
"Huh..."
I stared at her, dumbfounded. A milky smear of cum clung to the corners of her lips — lips as red and ripe as cherries. The sight of it, like I'd just defiled a pure angel, sent a wave of pleasure crashing through me unlike anything I'd ever felt. My cock swelled right back up as if I hadn't just come at all.
"Hey, Nemea."
"Why dost thou call?"
"One more time."
"What? Mmph?!"
I yanked her back in and shoved my cock into her mouth again. Grabbing her golden hair like a set of reins, I pumped her head up and down.
"Nngh... fuck, that's insanely good."
While I enjoyed her mouth, I reached down and grabbed her ass through her pants. It wasn't as big as Aquaril's or Canisia's, but it had that chewy, springy give of a perfectly steamed rice cake — and damn if it didn't feel incredible in my hand.
I slipped my fingers inside her pants.
No panties...!
I'd expected fabric. Instead there was nothing at all. She'd been wearing pants and nothing underneath. What a filthy little lioness.
"An ass this slutty deserves to be squeezed as much as I want!"
I dug my fingers in and kneaded her hard. It was so springy I could have spent the entire day groping it and never gotten bored.
Alright. Next...
I'd had my fill of her ass. Time to check her pussy. I pushed my hand deeper and found it.
Oh, fuck.
I traced the slit. Nemea's pussy was as small as the rest of her — so tight that putting my cock in would definitely draw blood.
And she's not even wet yet?
Her pussy was bone-dry, as if someone had taken a hair dryer to it. Canisia and the fairies would flood the second they started sucking me off, but Nemea was still completely untouched. She hadn't been broken in yet.
And breaking them in just so happens to be my specialty.
The thought of training Nemea until just looking at my cock made her drip sent heat blooming through my chest like I'd swallowed a live coal.
"Anyway... ngh! I can't hold it anymore!"
"Mmphhh!"
I came in her mouth a second time. Nemea flailed her arms, struggling against the flood of cum pouring down her throat.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
Having already swallowed my load once, she started drinking it down on her own — no command needed. Only after she'd taken every last drop did I pull out of her mouth.
"Hah... hah... ahem!"
Nemea gasped for air, coughing. A faint flush had crept into her cheeks. I started stripping her clothes off.
"Ahem! Ahem! Why art thou suddenly removing my garments?"
She kept clearing her throat, staring at me in confusion as I peeled her clothes away. I didn't care. I stripped her completely, and in moments Nemea was naked.
Nngh... her tits are a little on the small side, but if a body this petite had a rack like Aquaril's, that'd be even weirder.
Maybe it was because the Creator God had made her, but Nemea's figure was stunning — the kind of body that made you think of the golden ratio. She was small, but every proportion was perfect. Plump, well-fleshed thighs. A cinched waist. Modest but perky breasts tipped with pink nipples and areolae.
"Come here."
"Ah."
I pulled her onto my lap, still drinking in the sight of her naked body in the lamplight.
"What art thou intending to— nngh... do not lick me like a dog. It is most unpleasant."
"Shut up. Don't turn your head. Stay still."
Nemea scrunched up her face in distaste as I licked her. I ignored her complaints and kept going, dragging my tongue over that pretty face. At the same time my hands wandered — her breasts, her sides, her hips, her pussy, one after another. Her skin was soft as porcelain and just as taut with youth.
"Nnnngh..."
She'd been twisting her head this way and that to escape my tongue, but the moment I ordered her to stay still, she actually froze. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her face out for me.
"Heh heh heh."
I let out a filthy chuckle at the sight of her face, glistening and ruined with my spit.
Let's see...
I buried my face in the pale column of her throat and kissed her. I caught her flesh between my lips and sucked, and a red bloom unfurled against the white of her neck.
"Nngh..."
As I kept caressing her, her body grew hotter. Soft, unfamiliar moans started slipping from her lips. That bone-dry pussy finally started leaking filthy wetness. I slid a finger into the tight, sealed slit.
"Oh, fuck."
Her soaked pussy clamped down on my finger with a grip stronger than any woman I'd ever been with. If I put my cock in this...
I want to fuck her so badly.
The pleasure would be unlike anything I'd ever felt. I was sure of it.
"Nngh... something is amiss. Why is my body... growing so hot?"
Even flushed and burning, Nemea still wore that sour scowl. Watching her sit there and take it anyway, obedient despite herself, sent my hunger to conquer her surging. My breathing grew ragged.
I wanted her. I wanted to own her.
"Hah... hah... You're mine, Nemea."
"...I am not thine. I am— mmph?!"
I clamped a hand over the mouth of this defiant little thing who dared deny she was mine. I had declared that Nemea was mine. That meant Nemea was mine. Her opinion on the matter was irrelevant.
"Nngh... nnn... nnnngh..."
Even as I forced my tongue past her lips, she didn't bite me. She was still following my earlier order to stay still. I plundered her mouth to my heart's content, then pulled back and looked at her.
"Hah... hah... This... something is terribly strange... What hast thou done to me... eek?!"
I hoisted her up — this ancient being, bewildered by her own burning body — and settled her on my shoulders like a child riding piggyback. The difference being that her pussy was right in front of my face.
"Your pussy's just as fucking pretty as your face. Mmm."
"Hyeek?!"
I bit down on her dripping pussy. I caught the mound between my lips and dragged my tongue along the slit where honey was leaking out. Nemea thrashed above me, grabbing my head to keep her balance.
Sweet. So fucking sweet!
Her juices tasted like honey. I lapped them up in a frenzy, like a man dying of thirst in the desert.
"Ngh! Wh-what art thou— hyeeeek!"
I shoved my tongue inside and licked her inner walls, demanding more. The moment I sucked on her pussy, Nemea's whole body shuddered. A gush of wetness spilled out.
I greedily drank every drop. I didn't want to miss a single one. After I'd swallowed it all, I gave her pussy one last hard suck and set her down.
"Hah... wh-what in the world was that..."
Nemea couldn't collect herself. It was the first climax she'd ever experienced. I pinched one of her stiffened nipples and smiled a crooked smile.
"First orgasm?"
"Or...gasm? A word I have never— hyeek?!"
Her body had gone hypersensitive. The moment I pinched her nipple, she thrashed like a freshly caught fish.
I can't wait any longer.
Looking at Nemea, flushed and trembling, I was past the point of holding back. The one thing that worried me was whether her pussy was too tight to take my cock all the way.
Shit, if I bury it to the hilt, I'm going to tear her open.
With her sitting on my lap, I could gauge exactly how far I'd go if I pushed all the way in. My cock, pressed against her belly, reached all the way up between her breasts.
Eh... whatever. I'll just push in and see where I bottom out.
I shrugged, wrapped my right arm around her waist, and used my left hand to guide my cock against her pussy, rubbing the head through her folds. Her juices coated the tip like a glaze. I slowly lowered her hips.
Schlick—!
"Ngh?!"
The head — as thick as a baby's fist — pushed into Nemea's pussy. Maybe all that foreplay had loosened her up, because she stretched far more than I'd expected.
"Gnh!"
The crushing pressure around the head made me bite my lip.
"You fucking bitch... you're so goddamn tight!"
It was the kind of tightness that made you swear — in the best possible way.
Holy shit, why does this feel so good?! I'm already about to come!
Just the head, and the urge to climax was already surging up. I can control how long it takes me to come. Whether it's because my stats have gotten so high, or because I've claimed so many fairies lately, I can finish in five minutes if I want to. Or I can go the other way.
Speeding it up is surprisingly simple. All I have to do is crank every sense to the maximum. Drink in the sight of the fairy I'm ruining. Breathe in the scent of her sweat. Taste her sweet flesh. Feel every fold of her walls, every inch of her soft skin. Taking it all in through five senses — physically and mentally — is so overwhelming that I can come almost as soon as we start.
Want to last longer? Do the opposite. Dull the senses. Cut the stimulation. Stretch it out.
This crazy bitch... she's a goddamn sex machine.
I'd already known from her mouth that Nemea wasn't just some ordinary tight pussy. My instincts had told me that much. Her summon lasted five hours, and there were still over four hours until she got sent back. I planned to take my time breaking her in.
So before I pushed in, I used every trick I'd learned to dull my senses. Then I drove my cock into Nemea's pussy.
Except — what the hell?
Her tight little pussy was an even more extraordinary piece of work than I'd imagined. It was so narrow it shouldn't have been able to take the head, let alone my whole cock — and yet it stretched like rubber, swallowing a tip the size of a baby's fist.
I say rubber because that's genuinely what it felt like. The moment the head was inside, her walls clamped down from every direction, as if they'd been waiting for it. I'd never felt a grip this strong in my life. I was genuinely about to come the second I got in.
"Nnghhh...!"
I gripped her waist and held her still for a moment. Her pussy kept trying to suck me deeper, greedy for more.
At this rate, I might be the one getting eaten alive tonight — not Nemea.
I'd underestimated this ancient being.
"...Okay. Fine."
"Nnnn...?"
Every trick I'd accumulated in bed was a matchstick in a hurricane in front of Nemea.
"I can't win on quality. Total defeat."
I conceded.
"...But!"
I locked eyes with Nemea, who was staring at me with a scrunched-up face. Then I yanked her hips down hard and roared.
"What art thou— hyeeeeek?!"
Schlick—!
My cock split her tight walls in a single thrust and slammed against the entrance to her womb.
There's a saying, isn't there? It's not that the strong survive — it's that those who survive are strong.
With a stamina stat of 156 — 148 plus 8 — I was going to fill Nemea's womb to the brim with my cum for every remaining hour. Endurance was my specialty.