At the Principality's Villa [Idrien & Labella] (2)
Every time Marei swung his thick cock with savage force, wisps of hot steam seemed to rise from the sweat-drenched curve of his lower back.
“I’ll keep fucking you just like this. I’ll never stop… I’ll make you feel good with my cock forever…!”
“Huaaang… It doesn’t feel good… Hngh… It doesn’t feel good at all… Khuk…! N-no… I don’t want iiit…!”
Even as sweet moans spilled from her lips, Marei pressed Idrien’s rejecting body down harder, slamming his hips with brutal rhythm as he began to tame her completely. Right before their bodies fully merged, she had broken into sobs between her teeth, yet not a single tear fell. Instead, her eyes burned like molten iron, glaring at him with open defiance.
For a fleeting moment Marei had faltered, but that provocative stare washed away the last traces of his guilt. In its place rose a fierce curiosity—how long could she keep looking at him like that?—and a dark, conquering hunger to see when she would finally break and beg for his affection.
Guilt and remorse had long since melted like snow in the scorching heat radiating from their lewdly entangled bodies.
“Hngh…! Aauh…! C-coming…! I’m coming…! Ah, ah… Aaaah…!”
When he came back to his senses after mindlessly pounding into her, Idrien was already sobbing wildly. Her pussy, having taken more than one load, was flooded with thick fluid. Every thrust made obscene squelching sounds as cum was forced out around their joining.
“Huuu…! C-coming… I’m coming… Aah, aah… If you m-move… Hiiiiik…! D-don’t stop…! I can’t stop coming…! Nnguuuuuh…!”
Her once-rational body had betrayed her, moving on pure instinct in the most obscene ways imaginable. The proud elf who had cursed him was gone. Her hips rolled on their own, her body shuddering as if begging to be taken deeper and harder. She tried to resist, but her flesh no longer obeyed her will.
“You’re squeezing me so tightly… making those wet, filthy sounds… and crying out so cutely every time I thrust. I love it, Idrien… Idrien…!”
Her body, now hypersensitive to the point of terror, responded with eager spasms to the boy riding her like a monkey wildly shaking his hips. She tried to crawl away from the pleasure, arms stretching forward, but the cock spearing her pussy forced wave after wave of ecstasy through her. Her fingers only clawed uselessly at the sheets.
“Hiiiaaak…! Hngh… Huk…! Huk…! Huaaaang…!”
Her small face, once buried in the pillow, turned to the side as raw moans tore free. Her platinum hair thrashed wildly, releasing bursts of warm air that heated the entire room. With nothing left to muffle her, the sweet, broken cries rang out louder and longer than before.
“Ah, don’t… grind inside… Hngh…! Hngh…! You can’t rub it like that… Huuuu…! Hnng… You caaan’t…!”
Idrien sobbed as if her throat were closing, her words slurred and mindless. Marei dug through her soft, honeyed depths, stirring and twisting, deliberately grinding against her cervix. Her body convulsed as if electrocuted, drowning in pleasure.
“Why not? Why can’t I?”
“Hnnng… Aaaaah… Aah… If you r-rub me like that… Aauh…! My head… Huaaat…! It goes… white… completely white… Hehehehe…!”
Her body, made only for tempting men, twitched and shuddered. Rough sobs kept escaping her plump lips.
“It feels good, doesn’t it? Right, Idrien? You love my cock, don’t you?”
“Uuuuh… It’s m-moving inside… Hnguuuh…! Mmm… I l-like it… I like it…! Marei’s cock feels so good… Aah, ah, aah, I l-like it… Uuuuh…!”
He gripped her soft, plush ass like he was kneading dough, savoring the texture, while his other hand pinned her bucking waist down. He poured every ounce of his lust into her without restraint. Even as her mind bleached white with pleasure, Idrien’s green eyes continued to spill tears of humiliated resentment.
“Now tell me. How does it feel? Be honest…”
He pressed her body down again, burying himself to the hilt against her generous ass, then leaned in toward her long ear and whispered sweetly. Idrien shuddered from head to toe before the desires she had tried so desperately to hide came spilling out.
“Huaaaang, it feels good… I like it when you whisper in my ear… Hnguuuh… M-move more… please move…”
“Tell me more. In detail.”
Idrien’s toes stretched out straight, then curled tightly, over and over. Her body subtly rocked, begging for pleasure, but the boy’s immovable form remained locked against her. As if in surrender, she spoke words she would never have uttered while sane.
“Every time you hold me… it feels too good…! But it’s so embarrassing and frustrating that I get angry! When you whisper that you love me, my heart flutters strangely… and before I know it… I end up touching myself while imagining you… P-please… move… move for me…!”
“Good girl.”
White semen and her own juices had soaked through her platinum pubic hair, creating a lewd, mangrove-like tangle. Whether she realized how obscene she looked or not, Marei drove another fierce spurt deep into her cum-filled honeypot.
“Uoooooh…! Aauuuuh… Haaah… Haaah… Again… again… Hnghuh…!”
Thin beads of sweat evaporated from her burning skin, rising like mist before vanishing into the air. The sensation of his cock crushing her most sensitive cervix and scraping her inner walls melted her fierce expression into a sloppy, drooling mess. Her mouth hung open like an idiot.
“Idrien, I’m going to cum inside your pussy again…!”
“G-get me pregnant… Hngh… If you cum inside… I’ll get pregnant… Khuk…!”
As if she knew her instinctive words would only fan his arousal, Idrien’s body pressed tighter against the bed when she spoke of pregnancy, adjusting herself to more comfortably accept the young boy’s cock.
“Get pregnant…! Get pregnant…!”
“Aauuh…! I l-like it…! I want it…! I’ll get pregnant, so… more… give me more…!”
The cool, elegant elf teacher—who would have loathed herself if she ever regained her senses—now lifted her ass slightly and rolled her hips in time with his savage thrusts. At the same moment, the boy gripping her slender waist and pulling her flush against him went rigid. His body trembled violently as he began pumping another massive load of white semen deep into his teacher’s womb.
Sluuuuurp…! Sluuuuurp…!
Like an erupting volcano, thick ropes of fresh cum surged into her uterus with terrifying force. It mixed violently with the previous loads already filling her, swelling her belly. Even during his climax, his moving cock and the pressure from her belly pressed against the mattress forced the semen to spray outward.
Splurt…! Splurch…! Splurt…! Splurch…!
With sounds like air escaping a balloon, jelly-like globs of cum were violently expelled in time with his powerful thrusts. The sheets were already ruined, small puddles of semen forming beneath them.
“Your pussy is sucking me in so greedily… You really love it, don’t you, Idrien?”
“Aauh… Mmm, I love it… I love Marei’s cock… Hngh…!”
Idrien’s body twitched like a fish out of water before she let out a final, dying scream and collapsed limply onto the bed. Yet his ejaculation showed no signs of stopping. He gripped her breasts as if trying to crush them and slowly rocked his hips, savoring the long, drawn-out release.
Sluuuuurk…! Sluuuuuurk…!
“Idrien… Idrien… Teacher… Your pussy feels so good… Uuuuh…!”
The open pleasure of releasing as much cum as he wanted made drool spill from his slack mouth, trickling down along Idrien’s spine. He clung to her, hands still mauling her breasts. Burying his face against her back, he inhaled the mature woman’s scent that he could never catch from Philia, emptying the last of his load.
“I’ll get you pregnant… I’ll impregnate you together with Ilien… together…! Kkhuhuhu…!”
Had Idrien been conscious enough to hear it, she would have demanded to know what he meant. But her body, already passed out from overwhelming pleasure, could only weakly breathe as it accepted the weakening spurts of semen.
He tilted his head forward, gazing at the delicate knobs of her spine protruding at the back of her neck, and released the final drops of cum into his teacher.
The principality was loud with festival noise, yet scattered across the outskirts, far from the crowds, stood quiet country villas. To an ordinary person, they would appear to be nothing more than luxurious homes for wealthy citizens. In truth, these were exclusive estates that could never be bought with mere money. Small manors built atop a gentle hill glowed here and there with warm light.
Soft illumination spilled through large windows treated with magic that prevented any silhouettes from being seen. The way the grand panes faced the principality’s castle made them resemble a row of lighthouses. Around the villas, delicate trees that required constant care bloomed out of season, scattering petals on the wind. The locals called it the Four Seasons Forest and often wondered who the mysterious owners of these estates might be.
Unfortunately, inside one manor that could be called the heart of these villas, the sounds echoing were neither romantic nor refined. Crude, vulgar, and utterly obscene noises filled the air without restraint.
Anyone who saw the inspection bureau uniform covered in medals and embroidered in gold with the name Labella de Pawen would instantly guess the owner of the house. Yet the sight of those platinum legs completely drenched in thick, sticky white fluid would plunge that assumption straight back into mystery.
“Uuuuh… T-too much… It’s too much… I can’t take any more… Uuuuh…!”
Whether she knew she could not be seen from outside or not, the elf with platinum hair wearing Labella’s uniform had her breasts crushed against the window as she was violently fucked. Her voice was filled not with pain, but with drowning pleasure.
Slap…! Slap…!
Her shirt and uniform buttons were undone, exposing her breasts which were already smeared with semen. Every time she was shoved against the glass and her arms were yanked behind her back, long sticky strands of cum stretched between her skin and the window before snapping, only to create countless new threads as her body jerked violently once more.
“Labella…! Labella…! Do you like my cock? Huh? Do you like it?”
The voice of the one ravishing her like a beast wove between the sounds of flesh slapping glass, turning the scene even more depraved. Yet the youthful tone—still untouched by puberty—and the tall, elegant woman wearing Labella de Pawen’s uniform created a sight no one would believe without seeing it themselves.
“I-I’m… not your mother… Hngh…!”
Idrien, dragged straight to Marei’s villa without rest after their previous endless coupling, had been dressed in Labella’s clothes the moment the door closed. She had lost herself so completely in the sticky, relentless sex that she hadn’t even noticed when the uniform had been put on her.
Yet every time the boy violating her so brutally called out not her own name but his mother’s, she imagined the incestuous act and felt—not disgust—but a strange, knotted jealousy and envy deep in her chest.
“Yes, Mom…! Mom…! Mom…!”
Her faint cries, which sounded like sobs, never reached Marei. He kept chanting “Labella” and “Mom” while stirring her pussy relentlessly, scooping out the cum inside only to slam it back in, as if he could refill her at any moment. He used her like a convenient onahole, pounding without mercy.
“Get pregnant…! You too, Labella…! Get pregnant…! Okay? Okay?”
“N-not inside… You can’t cum inside… Please…!”
Within the crashing waves of pleasure that threatened to shatter her mind, what she felt was not dizziness but terrifying clarity. A thirst for the huge cock stirring her belly and for the young boy clinging to her body. Precisely because of that thirst, she rebelled against being used as a substitute for his mother, desperately repeating that he must not finish inside.
“You said you wanted to get pregnant, didn’t you? Right? Labella said she wanted to get pregnant too, didn’t she?!”
“I’m… not your mother… Khuhut…! I’m not… I’m not… Hiiiiit…!”
Dressed in his mother’s clothes while he imagined truly ravishing Labella, Idrien’s resistance was futile. The boy flooded her with yet another load. The beautiful elf who had barely been standing by clinging to the window finally collapsed forward.
Marei casually gripped her hips, continuing to pour his cum irresponsibly into his teacher’s body. When the pressure from within pushed back, he pulled out his monstrous cock—far too large and brutal to belong to a human—and finished his long ejaculation by spraying the rest across her raised ass and trembling form, her skirt flipped up.
He gazed with satisfaction at the artwork he had created, then flipped the teacher over by her wrist. He lightly shook the remaining clumps of semen from his urethra onto her uniform and slowly caught his breath.
“Mom… Labella… That felt so good… Really…”
Idrien covered both eyes with her arm, desperately hiding the tears that kept falling for reasons she herself did not understand. It was not the humiliation of being ravished by a boy filled with lust for his adoptive mother that pained her most. It was the knowledge that the name falling from those small lips did not belong to her. For that, she could only grit her teeth in silence.