I don't know where I threw away my suit. I may have torn off a few buttons while opening my shirt.
Luckily for me, Lilja had already taken off my pants.
And I dived into her embrace.
“Wait, wait, wait.”
Those were the st words I wanted to hear right now. The frown on my face was apparent when I looked at her.
But…
The pointy eyes were one thing, but her silver hair with green emerald eyes wasn't something I was expecting to see.
We were naked. We had more body surface contact than a baby kangaroo in his mother’s pouch.
Obviously, her illusion or whatever magic she used had turned off.
She put her finger on my lips, stopping me. My urges were so intense that I didn’t realise that I was about to kiss her.
“I think you should take off that garter belt first.”
“Huh! Is that important right now?”
“I think it would be better…”
I couldn’t just let her continue her useless bbbering. Grabbing her hand and holding them above her head, I let them give in to the urges of the orcish skill.
Like a thirsty beast, I sucked onto the lips to the point that they started to bleed.
Our tongue wrestled in the arena on her mouth. There was no way the champion of the champion would ever lose a battle.
I only let go of her tongue because she was gasping for air. And the good thing I did.
The hulk of mass I saw here wasn’t just an illusion.
Or, it may be the were. They appeared to be bigger than I remember.
There was no way such a hulking mass of fat would be able to stand like Mount Tsereve when she was lying on her back. They spilled by the side of her chest, still leaving a good part of the fat on her chest.
There was at least one difference when she put on the form of the Mira than she was Lilja.
The areo on the tip of her voluptuous mound was still quite a handful. However, Lilja had a deeper shade of pink instead of Mira's dark brown areo.
Like I cared about the colour.
On top of that, when I let go of Lilja’s arms, she gathered her knocker and pressed them together, making them look irresistible.
It felt like I was biting on the softest pudding with the cherry on top. I pressed the cherry between my tongue and the top of the mouth, making the owner of the pudding moan out loud.
Other than the slight saltiness of her skin and the soft, earthy smell, there was not much about it.
Yet, I can’t stop.
Rhine had quite big boobs, but they were muscled up. Most importantly, Rhine wasn’t the one who would indulge in useless forepy.
She was like a lioness in heat, who would keep her male close just to fertilise their eggs. I was no exception.
If you count her as a sexual partner, that noble woman had quite a knocker. However, the only part of her I had touched was the back of her head as I forced her to gag on my dick.
I did like the softness and everything about her boobs, but the experience against my expectation left quite a desire.
I moved down, and it was a good thing that I did.
Now, I was sure it was the side effect of my skill. Otherwise, the whiff of her naughty juice shouldn’t be so good.
She had perfectly trimmed into shape right above her vertical crack. I can’t confirm what took over me when I buried my nose in her silver bush and deeply sniffed it.
It made my leg wiggle and feel my pre-cum rolling up my dick tube.
The woman in question patiently waited as she pyed with my hair. However, I started to feel an urgency from those hand movements, as if she was trying to guide me to her lower lips.
There was no reason to say no.
I buried my tongue deep in her baby hole as much as I could. The nectar… I can understand why they call it a honey pot.
Every part of her body was overwhelming my senses. My tongue, skin, or nose was already trying hard not to lose control, while my dick was trying hard not to create a mess.
“I can’t hold on.”
She looked at me and smiled.
“Did I say that out loud?”
“I have to say you gave excellent self-control. It is really surprising that you hadn't buried it in my…”
I couldn't stop myself until she could finish. Her vagina was wet enough.
My dick was in the correct position.
I thrust my waist. It slipped by her crack as my ball hit her ass.
“Let me.” Lilja offered help. She grabbed my dick, making me almost lose control.
Lilja used my dick and rubbed the gn along her wet crack, smearing her naughty juice on the bulbous head of my dick.
“Ummm…” She moaned as she tried to shove the lubricated tip of my dick in her vagina.
“Gahhh…” I shoved the head inside her hole in one clean thrust.
It took the oxygen out of my lungs. The view in front of my eyes turned grey. I almost lost strength in my arm and fell on her.
I am not sure why someone who had given birth 15 times was huffing and puffing like that with just the tip inside her.
She isn’t a virgin!
I had to use my legs to keep her legs open as I drove my drill into her baby canal.
My hip moved on its own, getting in the tempo of the natural rocking motion embedded in the male psyche.
I had to stop. I looked down to find Lilja's back curving like a bow as she bit her lower lips. The tears rolled down the side of her eyes.
Resentment filled her gaze. She was clutching the bedsheet with one hand while the nails of her left hand were digging into my skin.
“What was that?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know.”
“You have given birth to 15 children. There is no way you can be a virgin.”
“This is my real body, not the shell of identity I have possessed.”
“But…”
“Shut up and…” The resentment turned into rage.
“Gaaahhhh…” It exploded into a painful groan as I broke through the resistance.
The unexplored canal on the other side of the hymn was tighter than I had expected. The moaning and groaning, along with her wild hand movement, just pushed me over the edge.
It flowed out with all the force. Even then, I couldn’t stop thrusting my hips. My seed made the movement faster.
As! She was also close to her orgasm, making her vaginal cmp down on my junior, forcing it to vomit all the remaining seed I was holding in my ball.
After making sure I emptied my balls, I rolled down. My thing, which was still plugging her entrance, popped out. The seed flowed out.
We y there beside each other, staring at the ceiling.
None of us said anything. We just stayed like that while holding each other’s hands.
It took some time for my heartbeat to return to normal.
“I still can’t believe you were a virgin!”
“YOU.” She poked my chest, gring at me, “When you are doing it, just do it.”
“Okay.”
“What, okay?”
“Ehhhh…”
My balls were still recovering from my contractions. She grabbed it and squeezed it. “Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
She let go of it and continued staring at the ceiling.
Why the hell do I always get these feisty girls?
I know it is better than remaining maidenless. Still…
I decided to marry Mira because she looked so calm and nerdy. Yet, I got another queen—an aggressive one at that.
“I thought you would be like an orc, yet…”
“Yet… yet what?”
“Yet, you are weaker than an orc.”
“Are you sure that is something you should say to me?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“As a human, I would act like one, not as savage.”
“It is because you can’t.”
“What?”
“My fourth husband, whom I had five children with, was inert, but he was…”
“He is what?” I jumped on her.
“His libido was…” I covered her mouth.
Yet, her eyes were calm.
“I think you should choose your words carefully.”
Instead of answering, she bit my hand. I felt that her bite had sunk into my flesh, releasing fresh blood in her mouth. It was nothing to the troll's regeneration, but…
I let go of her mouth. Before she could say anything, I turned her around.
Pressing her face on the pillow, I position myself between her legs.
Grabbing my newly energised dick, I aimed for the hole that was still leaking my seed. However…
“You have brought this upon yourself.”
I shoved the bulbous head of my dick into her asshole. Or, at least, I tried.
“Gaaahhhhh… Gaaaahhhhhh…” Her scream was muffled.
Without magic, she was no match for me. With my more extensive body and position advantage, she could only struggle as I painfully shoved the entire length inside her anus.