Chapter 25 - A Night with the Wolf
Erolt didn't even give Jill a moment to catch her breath before flipping her body over.
"Ugh?! W-Wait! I'm not...!"
Before Jill could even think of resisting, she was forced onto her hands and knees on the bed, her pale, round buttocks thrust high into the air.
Between her helplessly parted thighs, a mixture of her own slick juices and the semen he had just ejaculated dripped down in a steady stream.
The raw, lewd sight made her look exactly like a female in heat, presenting herself and begging to be bred.
"An exquisite view."
Standing behind her, he stared down greedily at her voluptuous rear.
He squeezed one of her soft cheeks with a single hand, the pale flesh spilling appetizingly between his fingers.
"Ah... haah... haah... nngh...!"
Despite having just ejaculated, his penis remained rock-hard, veins bulging fiercely along its monstrous length.
He rubbed the tip of his shaft against Jill's wet opening. The mixture of semen and love juices acted as a lubricant, making her entrance glisten.
Erolt pulled his hips back, then thrust forward in one decisive, unhesitating motion.
Squish!
"Kyaaaah!"
Jill's head snapped back as the massive shaft forced its way deep inside her tight walls.
The depth of this angle was on a completely different level from missionary. She felt a heavy, crushing pressure as if her internal organs were being pushed upward, and she could vividly feel the entrance of her cervix being forcefully breached.
"Haa... hah... It's too deep...!"
"Your walls are magnificent. Taking it from behind seems to make you squeeze even tighter."
Erolt let out a satisfied groan and began to pump his hips in earnest.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
A merciless pounding began, as if he were taming a wild stallion.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Every time his pelvis slammed against Jill's soft buttocks, the sharp sound of clashing flesh echoed through the room.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Swept up in the heat of passion, Erolt began to spank Jill's reddened cheeks, driving himself deeper and faster with every strike.
Smack!
"Ahhn!"
Jill clawed at the bedsheets, unable to control her violently shaking body. Her vision blurred, and her sanity began to slip away.
"Too... it's too fast...! Ahng! It hurts! It hurts, ahhh!"
To Erolt's ears, her screams were nothing more than sweet, arousal-inducing moans.
He put more power into his hips, relentlessly hammering against her cervix.
With every deep thrust, Jill's thin lower abdomen visibly bulged and rippled, tracing the shape of Erolt's massive shaft as it entered and retreated.
"You claim to hate it with your mouth, but your lower half is absolutely starved for it. You're trying to suck my cock dry with your walls."
"No... I'm not... nngh! There! You're hitting that spot too hard!"
Erolt relished her reactions and shifted his angle.
He ground the tip of his glans against every single fold of her inner walls on the way in, and pulled back so aggressively that her entrance threatened to turn inside out.
Squish... squelch... slosh.
The abundance of love juices and semen inside her churned into a frothy lather with his rapid thrusts, producing a wet, highly indecent sound.
"Haa... haah... Jill... your... your pussy is the ultimate masterpiece."
Erolt leaned down and licked the sweat pooling on Jill's back.
As his rough tongue traced up her spine, Jill's entire body shuddered.
"Heeek! Ah! It feels weird... it tickles...!"
Erolt pulled her hips back even harder, locking her tight against his pelvis. He buried his shaft all the way to the root, until his testicles slapped against her tailbone.
"Ahhhng! My womb! You're crushing my womb... Ahhhng! Eeheeeek!"
Stars exploded in Jill's vision. Her mind was completely blanking out, turning her into a mindless beast chasing nothing but pure pleasure.
"It feels good... so good... pound me... pound me more...! I don't care if I break...!"
"Is that so? Do you love my cock that much?"
Erolt growled like a beast and accelerated his pace.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The bed creaked violently as if it were about to collapse. Jill's upper body gave out entirely, and she buried her face into the mattress.
"Haa! Ahng! Right there! Nngh! I'm... I'm cumming...!"
Jill's body convulsed as she hit another peak, her vaginal walls spasming and clamping down on Erolt's shaft with a vice-like grip that felt as if it would snap him in half.
At the same time, a massive flood of her sweet juices burst forth, soaking Erolt's glans.
"Ngh...!"
The sheer intensity of her squeeze pushed Erolt to his absolute limit.
A thrilling jolt of electricity shot straight up his spine.
He locked his arms around her waist with bone-crushing force and unleashed his seed.
"I'm cumming...! Take it!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Spurt... spurt-squirt!
His second ejaculation was far thicker and hotter than the first. Jill felt as though her womb was about to burst, leaving her unable to even scream as she gasped and choked on her own breath.
Once the storm subsided, Erolt slowly pulled his shaft out.
Plop.
With a wet, popping sound, his penis slipped free. Her gaping entrance remained open, allowing a thick stream of white semen to spill out and soak the bedsheets.
"Haa... haah..."
Jill collapsed onto the bed like a doll with its strings cut.
He grabbed the limp Jill, flipped her onto her back, and sat heavily right above her chest.
His menacing member dangled right above her face. Still glistening with semen and juices, it radiated a heavy, musky scent of raw lust.
"Suck it."
"What...? Haa... haah..."
Jill panted heavily, looking up at him with dazed, unfocused eyes.
"Use your mouth and breasts to serve me. There is no time to rest."
Erolt wedged his shaft between Jill's ample breasts and commanded her. As if trying to make up for a lifetime of celibacy, he pushed her relentlessly.
Jill's face burned with shame, but she lacked the strength to refuse. Besides, she had no idea what this man might do to her if she dared to resist.
With no other choice, she squeezed her breasts together with both hands to clamp down on his shaft, then lifted her head to take his glans into her mouth.
"Slurp... chupa... mmgh..."
Looking down from above, Erolt's gaze resembled that of a conqueror admiring a captive from his throne.
Her warm, soft breast flesh squeezed his shaft while her hot tongue stimulated his sensitive tip.
"Mmmh..."
Every time Jill worked her tongue, Erolt let out a pleased groan and stroked her sweat-dampened hair.
So this is what it feels like. Now I understand why men lose themselves over women.
Erolt couldn't stop.
He wanted to see just how far this pleasure could go.
"Now, you move."
Erolt lay flat on his back on the bed, then roughly pulled Jill up on top of him.
"Huh? I-I'm too tired... I already had to do it with Viscount Valentine earlier..."
Jill looked on the verge of tears. Her stamina was completely depleted.
During the day, she had been tormented by the monster named Valentine, and now in the evening, she was being wrung dry by another monster, Erolt.
Her legs were shaking, and her lower back felt like it was about to snap.
"Mount me."
But Erolt showed no mercy. At his stern command, Jill let out a heavy sigh. Dragging her trembling legs, she climbed onto Erolt's thighs, spread her cheeks, and aligned his menacingly erect shaft with her entrance.
"Insert it yourself."
Jill bit her lip and slowly lowered her hips.
Slide...
"Haah...!"
The heavy sensation of the foreign object sliding deep inside under her own body weight made Jill tilt her head back and let out a long moan.
As Erolt's massive cock forced its way through her tight walls and filled her abdomen, a strange mixture of conquest and submission washed over her.
"Move. However you like."
Erolt squeezed her plump buttocks, urging her on. Left with no choice, Jill began to lift and lower her hips, bobbing up and down.
At first, her movements were sluggish due to the pain and fatigue. However, as Erolt's hot shaft scraped against her sensitive G-spot, the Sex Toy instincts engraved deep within Jill's body began to awaken.
"Hngh... nngh...!"
Jill instinctively began to chase the pleasure. Simply moving up and down was no longer enough.
She began to grind her hips in a circular motion, rubbing his glans directly against her cervix.
Squish... squish... squish!
A wet, squelching sound filled the room. Jill's inner walls clamped down on Erolt's shaft like a living creature, refusing to let go.
"Ngh...!"
Erolt's brow furrowed.
The spiral pressure clamping down on him every time she rotated her hips was beyond imagination.
The patience of a man who had held a sword his entire life was rapidly wearing thin.
"Ahng! Mister... this... it's too big... it's so full... it feels so good...!"
Jill placed her hands on Erolt's abs and began to grind her hips even more boldly.
She slammed down hard, then twisted side to side, teasing him mercilessly.
Slap! Slap! Thud! Thud!
The sound of clashing flesh grew faster and faster.
Jill's long hair, damp with sweat, whipped around, and her voluptuous breasts bounced wildly in sync with her movements.
"More... deeper...!"
Jill was racing toward the peak of pleasure entirely on her own.
A torrential downpour of juices flooded from her entrance, soaking Erolt's shaft completely.
"You little siren...!"
Unable to hold back any longer, Erolt bucked his hips upward.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Kyaaaah!"
The powerful force thrusting up from below sent Jill's body bouncing into the air before slamming back down.
Jill's eyes rolled back as he struck the deepest depths of her womb.
"I'm taking the lead from here."
Erolt sat up in an instant. Jill was lifted right along with him, still impaled on his member.
"Huh? Wh-What?! Wait a minute!"
Erolt stepped off the bed, planting both feet firmly on the floor. Then, holding Jill in a tight embrace, he lifted her straight up.
As he transitioned into a delbak position, Jill's legs dangled in the air. She was supported solely by Erolt's iron forearms and the thick shaft buried deep inside her.
"Hold on tight."
"No! I'm scared! Put me down! My legs have no strength left!"
Jill whimpered and struggled, but Erolt's arms were as unyielding as steel.
"If you don't want to fall, cling to me! Wrap your arms around my neck!"
Supporting her buttocks with his large hands, Erolt used the force of gravity to ruthlessly drive himself upward into her.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ahhh! Ahng! Ah! Ah! It hurts! It's too deep!"
Every time Erolt bounced on his knees to thrust upward, Jill's body shook helplessly like a ragdoll.
His massive shaft hammered away, threatening to punch straight through her cervix and pierce her internal organs.
"Ngh...! Mister... gently...! My insides... ugh! My insides are being pushed!"
Jill clung to Erolt's neck for dear life. She scratched his shoulders and gripped his back muscles, but Erolt seemed to enjoy the pain, driving his hips even more violently.
"Good! Incredible! You're squeezing me so tight! Your insides refuse to let me go!"
Erolt drove into her with eyes full of wild passion.
Jill's vaginal walls, spasming from a mix of fear and ecstasy, clamped down frantically on Erolt's shaft.
Her inner folds suctioned to his glans like suckers, and her cervix twitched, practically begging for his semen.
Slap! Thud! Squish! Splat!
The raw sound of clashing flesh echoed loudly through the room. The sound of Erolt's pelvis slapping against Jill's buttocks sounded like a brutal whipping.
"There! Not there! It's hitting! You're hitting my womb, ahhhng!"
Jill's head snapped back, her eyes rolling. Her threshold for pleasure had been completely shattered.
The overwhelming fullness in her abdomen and the gut-wrenching stimulation shot straight up her spine, striking her brain.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm going to cum! Eeheeeek!"
She was at her limit. Jill's mouth fell wide open, drool spilling past her lips.
"Squirt! Squirt it all out! Show me your filthy juices!"
Erolt lifted Jill's body one last time and slammed her down onto his pelvis. It was the final, devastating blow to her deepest depths.
Splat! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Kyaaaaaaaaaah!"
Jill's entire body went rigid as if struck by lightning. Her vaginal walls convulsed violently, spraying a fountain of clear fluid.
Splaaash!
A massive torrent of her holy water drenched Erolt's abs and chest. The hot liquid ran down his defined muscles in thick streams.
"Haa... haah..."
Jill's head drooped, her eyes completely out of focus.
Ah... I'm so tired... I feel like I'm actually going to die...
Jill's consciousness began to fade.
Today... we did it too much... Valentine... Erolt... my body... doesn't feel like mine anymore...
Her vision darkened, and the sounds around her grew distant.
Unable to endure the overwhelming mixture of ecstasy and exhaustion any longer, she lost her grip on consciousness.
Slip...
Her mind shut down, and she fainted. Her limp limbs dangled uselessly as her body slumped against Erolt. Yet, Erolt did not stop.
"Ngh... not yet... I haven't cum yet! The fun is just getting started!"
Cradling the unconscious Jill in his arms, he kept his rock-hard shaft buried deep inside her.
Instead, he used her limp, defenseless body to ravage her even deeper, completely at his own whim.
Astonishingly, even in her unconscious state, Jill's pussy continued to suck on Erolt's shaft like a living organism.
With her conscious mind gone, the instincts engraved by the Sex Toy System ran wild, greedily craving the man's seed.
"Hahaha! Look at this! Even while passed out, you refuse to let go of my cock and keep squeezing it... You truly are a natural-born slut!"
Erolt grew even more aroused by this bizarre yet delightful reaction.
He squeezed the cheeks of the unconscious Jill so hard his fingers left deep red marks, and resumed his heavy pounding.
Thud! Thud! Squish! Thud!
Jill's limp body swayed in sync with Erolt's rhythm. Her breasts bounced, and her hair whipped about wildly.
"Ugh... nngh... mmm..."
Unconscious moans escaped Jill's lips—a primal, beastly sound that could have been pain or pleasure.
Her inner walls contracted as a spinal reflex, massaging his glans.
"Yes... that's it...! That's the squeeze!"
Erolt buried his face in the crook of Jill's neck, panting like a wild animal.
The sheer depravity of pouring his desires into a defenseless body, combined with a primal sense of conquest he had never felt in swordsmanship, completely took over him.
"I'm cumming! Take everything I have!"
Erolt jammed his glans right against the very entrance of Jill's cervix and shuddered violently.
Spurt-squirt! Gush! Splsh!
It was an astronomical amount. The vital essence he had accumulated over a lifetime of celibacy burst forth like a collapsing dam.
A torrent of hot semen poured directly into the unconscious Jill's womb.
"Ngh...!"
Even in her sleep, Jill's abdomen twitched. Her body convulsed weakly at the sensation of her womb being filled to the brim with hot semen.
The overflowing fluid trickled down her thighs, dripping onto the floor and forming a small puddle.
"Huu... huu..."
After pouring himself out for what felt like an eternity, Erolt let out a ragged breath and gently laid Jill back down on the bed.
She was completely knocked out, but her lower abdomen bulged slightly, swollen with Erolt's semen.
A white fluid continued to seep from between her thighs, staining the sheets.
Erolt smiled with deep satisfaction and brushed the sweat-soaked hair from Jill's face.
"Magnificent. That was the greatest duel of my life."
He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, then lay down beside her, pulling her limp body into his firm embrace.
Feeling her warmth and steady heartbeat, the Black Wolf drifted into a deep sleep.
And so, the Black Wolf's first night ended in absolute intensity.
