I had merely climbed the back mountain with a light heart.
So, who in the world would believe me if I told them I was currently bumping bellies with an Elf I discovered there?
Probably no one. Even Eleonora or Big Sis Urga wouldn't believe it.
According to the SD Character, Elves are insular creatures by nature, rarely ever stepping foot outside their own forests.
Whether Eleonora has actually seen an Elf or not, the image of the race in her head probably isn't much different from the fantasy trope I originally imagined.
...Probably.
“…Human, how is it? Gonna, cum? Think you’re gonna make my womb drink, human semen, Half-Elf breeding fluid, glug-glug?”
“Mmph, mmph…”
While my mind drifted for a moment, the Elf—who was performing a lewd, instinct-driven dance on top of me—spoke to me. I was currently averting my gaze like a princess knight being violated by an enemy.
“…Keep provoking, keep seducing, you know it’s, your loss, why don’t you know?”
Every time she deliberately avoided my eyes and clamped her mouth shut, she would mirror the action below; her lower lips, currently devouring my cock, would clamp down tight as she sneered.
Honestly, even if I say she was sneering, I was judging that solely based on the squirming movements of her vaginal walls massaging my cock. Both earlier and now, this Elf’s voice lacked any modulation, so it was impossible to tell if she was mocking me or worrying about me.
“…Nnngh, goo, od… Human cock, human cock defiled by my virginity, the human cock that I made dirty…♥”
I just assumed she was mocking me as I watched the Elf pounding down on me like a mill pestle, drooling from both her mouth above and her mouth below.
For a moment, I wondered if she would actually catch the rats on my farm properly, or if she would just exploit me for my semen.
But when I thought of this Elf as a foreign worker, my mind felt a little more at ease.
I had seen countless foreign workers following my father since I was young. Through the memories of my father communicating with them in a strange language that could barely be called English, I realized something.
At least this Elf and I could communicate; our words connected.
At least I didn't have to use strange, broken English.
“…Human, keep ignoring me. Body is honest. But mouth, keeps staying shut.”
“Mmph?!”
Schluuuuuurp!!
Plap! Along with the wet sound of flesh slapping, the Elf drove her hips down forcefully onto my cock.
Whether it meant the pain of defloration was completely gone, or she decided she had to clean up the mess she made, I didn't know.
The Elf used her own pussy to wipe away the fresh blood trickling down my cock. She lifted her hips slightly, revealing the shaft.
My cock was now slick and glistening with her love juices, smelling faintly of blood but overwhelmingly coated in a heavy, intense melon scent. She grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at it.
“…Again, became clean. Am I, good? Human cock, made it spotless again.”
“…”
Perhaps she had learned something by now; she spoke to me while keeping her hand over my mouth to prevent me from talking back.
“…Won’t answer? Pervert, want to be punished again? Being raped, but still want punishment, flirting so much.”
What a lewd human.
Since I wasn't answering, she seemed to find me impudent, deciding to shake her hips plap-plap against me once more.
The Elf appeared even more aroused by the situation—me lying helplessly beneath her, silenced, with my cock erect. She looked ready to bounce her hips again, but then suddenly stopped as if remembering something.
“…Thirsty?”
“…”
“…Un, if thirsty, can’t be helped. If throat is dry, cock dries up too. That is, trouble.”
“…”
It wasn't like we were playing with dolls. She was covering my mouth with her own hand, yet asking questions and answering them all by herself.
However, if I was going to play the role of the person being violated, I had to be faithful to the part.
Taking advantage of the moment the Elf pulled my hand to sit me up, I quickly swatted away the hand covering my mouth and spoke.
“Do you think this counts as rape?”
“…Rape, isn't it? As you see, I am right now, gulping down human cock?”
“Right, but it’s lacking! It’s way too lacking!”
“…Something more, is left?”
...Rape is too difficult.
Honestly, was there anything left? The word 'rape' implies forcing someone against their will, so the moment we were engaging in consensual intercourse, rape was off the table.
But since the Elf had thoroughly enjoyed me for a while, wasn't it time for me to enjoy the Elf?
I grabbed the Elf's pelvis as she tried to shake her hips, stopping her.
Naturally, the Elf glanced at me for interrupting her pleasure. (Of course, that’s just my personal interpretation.)
Did she think I was trying to run away now?
I couldn't read her expression well, but she continued to stare at me with the intensity of a fierce cat hissing.
“…Scold you. Keep doing that, will make you unable to stand on two legs, plap-plap, forever…!”
“I’m not saying stop. I’m just thirsty.”
“…Thirsty? Then water…”
“The water is right here.”
“?”
What are you talking about? The Elf looked puzzled, tilting her head as she reached for the water bottle rolling around among her discarded clothes.
Did that tilt mean she was questioning me? I decided to interpret that later. I immediately grabbed the Elf’s tits roughly, as if desperate.
“…Resisting now, already la…?”
Still, she must have thought she was the one raping me, assuming my resistance was futile. She thrust her chest out proudly. But seeing me gather her breasts together instead of pushing her away, she looked puzzled, then curious.
Soon, she raised both arms high behind her head, emphasizing her chest as I squeezed them together.
“…Sucking won’t make milk come out… yet.”
The word 'yet' seemed to imply she wanted me to make the milk come out. She bounced her breasts slightly on purpose.
However.
“…Wha, what? Why?”
Schluuuuuurp.
“…Sa, saliva… My spit, gathering on chest, drinking it…?!”
What I was aiming for was the pool of saliva that had been collecting in her collarbone after flowing down her chin and neck. A reservoir of spit that trickled down like a stream into her cleavage every time she shook her hips.
“…Wait, a minute… D, don’t drink…”
Slurp. “Why? If I’m thirsty, isn’t it right to drink?”
“…Gi, give water. Water is here, don’t drink that, it’s dirty, dirty.”
As I buried my face in her cleavage and lapped up her own saliva, a subtle change finally occurred in the Elf’s expression and eyes, which had remained motionless until now.
Her ears were twitching wildly, of course. Her mouth spat out words of embarrassment, but the corners of her lips were creeping upward. Those lust-filled eyes, which seemed plastered with words like 'SEX' and 'CREAMPIE', now revealed glimpses of fluster and shame.
“You drank my spit while kissing me earlier, but you won’t give me a single drop?”
“…D, don’t eat, that…?! Even if you drink, um… bad for body…!”
“Aha! You said you were raping me! If you’re raping me, you should provide your own spit, saying, ‘Kuhuhu, the only thing you can drink is my pussy juice and saliva!’”
“…No, that and this, different…?!”
When she kissed me and let her saliva flow into my mouth, or when she made me lick and suck her pussy, those were partly my teachings, but the Elf had been leading those actions. This, however, was entirely my sudden move, making me the active agent.
“…What is this? You like doing it, but you’re weak when it’s done to you?”
“…Don’t look down, climbing up again, will scold you.”
The Elf, her face bright red, hugged my head tightly as if telling me to bury myself there if I liked her chest so much, and began to shake her hips left and right.
“…Impudent. Because I call you cute, cute, human keeps climbing up.”
“Nnngh…?”
If Eleonora had an 'All-Rounder' pussy that balanced service to me with her own lewdness, and Big Sis Urga had a pussy of 'Reverse Charm' that milked me with overwhelming grip strength before melting softly into service…
This Elf’s pussy was truly a 'Predator’s Pussy', reminiscent of a female praying mantis. It stimulated the biological urge to breed while simultaneously sending a chill down your spine with the urge to ejaculate.
Apart from her face, which oozed natural naivety, her insides were restlessly stimulating and seducing the cock that entered her, trying to wring out every drop of semen. Like a mantis eating the male after mating.
But apart from wringing out semen, it was undeniably a pussy that gave me endless pleasure, wishing to harbor my cock forever, hoping to become one with me for eternity.
This was how it felt just after losing her virginity. I didn't know how she would try to wring my cock dry later, but for now, to mark this Elf’s pussy with the message 'This pussy is exclusively for my cock,' I grabbed her waist and shoulders.
I began to thrust my hips in rhythm with her movements.
“…Nnngh, le, lewd! Lewd! Being raped, but moving hips!”
“Did you think I’d just take it quietly? Let’s test who finishes first—my 20 kids shooting out, or your womb bursting.”
“…Gonna cum? Gonna cum? My pussy, my baby pouch, filling it glorp-glorp with human semen?”
The Elf looked down at me with eyes curved like half-moons, seemingly pleased that I was about to unload my seed inside her.
Setting aside my daring (?) resistance, her eyes were those of a female prioritizing her desire for reproduction above all else.
“…Later, be prepared. Continue, will rape you. Without rest, will eat you wildly.”
“As long as your womb doesn't burst before then!”
“…Cheeky, hu, humaaan…♥”
And at the very moment I gently bit the trembling ear of the Elf who was slowly embracing me—
Spluuuurt! Spluurt!
“…Se, men… Semen, good… Hot, to make me a Half-Elf, pouring wildly into my womb… Hot but good, wringing out human, force to shoot seed, pregnancy…♥”
Instinctively sensing the moment of ejaculation, the Elf’s pussy contracted with all its might to embrace my cock. At the same time, the semen, forcibly pumped out by her vaginal walls—human seed aiming for the creation of a Half-Elf, for crossbreeding—poured into the Elf’s womb.
The Elf wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me, guiding the ejaculation even deeper.
Just like Christia had done to me.
“…Crossbreeding, I am Elf, violating human male, making Half-Elf, making it…♥”
How many minutes passed as she hugged me tightly enough to crush my body?
The Elf’s hands and feet, which had been wrapped around me, trembled like her ears, then suddenly went limp like a robot out of batteries.
“…Biting ear, bad.”
“Well, did you expect a rape victim not to bite anything? To escape, I have to bite something.”
“…Is, that so… Huiii… Rape, harder than thought. Became tired…”
She collapsed backward with a thud. I carefully laid the Elf down and quickly pulled my cock out of her pussy, which was starting to pucker shut to contain the semen.
“…Waste. Must keep inside, make you keep cumming… until pregnant.”
“Saying such terrifying things.”
There are so many pussies in the world waiting to be stuffed!
After casually spouting such trashy thoughts, I rummaged through the Elf's bedding, pulled out a blanket made of unknown material, and covered her naked body.
“…Don’t go.”
“I’m not going far. You know I’m not going anywhere, right? Don’t forget to catch the rats as promised and get inspected by me.”
“…Then, rape again, can do?”
An otherworldly rape performed with the victim's permission.
I lightly teased the Elf’s pussy with my finger. Even after I had cum that much, not a single drop of semen leaked out; it was clamped shut tight as a virgin’s cunt.
“Hmm… who knows? Like I said before, if you catch rats diligently, I might find myself walking around the forest naked without even realizing it.”
"!!"
More importantly, not a single drop is coming out even when I do this?
Even when I tried to pry it open with my finger, the pussy, having finished mating, wouldn't open, as if determined to preserve every last drop of seed.
So, I took the finger that had been poking her pussy and held it out to the Elf’s mouth. She chomp-ed on my finger, slightly coated in semen, and mumbled while sucking on it.
“…Un, will do my best. Will do best, so get eaten by me again…!”
No matter how much stronger an Elf she was compared to me, she had just finished her first experience. As if signaling that I was leaving first, I patted the Elf’s pussy plap-plap with my palm as a gesture of praise, then stepped out of the cave.