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The Elven Succubus and the Aphrodisiac
“Ah! Ah! Rudeus!” A voice moaned beneath me. Not the voice of my beautiful, pregnant wife Sylphiette. Nor the voice of my beautiful master, Roxy. Nor the voice of the woman who tossed me away like trash, Eris.
No. This was the voice of my current adventuring companion, Elinalise. The grandmother of my pregnant wife, though she didn’t look it thanks to her elven blood. I was currently pounding away into her, getting ready to flood her insides with my sperm for what was the eleventh time in a row.
Eleven times. Really. Without a certain medicine, I can really only get it up six, maybe seven times in one night depending on how far Sylphiette is willing to let me go. Our first time, thanks to a certain kind of medicine, I managed to go nearly nine times. It was previously advertised to allow a man to go ten times with a single drop, so clearly it was either false advertising or the efficacy had reduced as it aged.
Now, though, I had filled my grandmother-in-law with my sperm ten times and was quickly approaching the eleventh. From the way I was feeling, I doubted it would end there, either.
How did this happen? Well, looking back, it was inevitable, really. After running into Succubi over and over, combined with Elinalise’s own curse and natural promiscuity on top of that, one could safely wager on something like this happening.
Something like this. Not this. The plan was to use the item Cliff had created to stave off her curse until we could reach a town, and then she’d find a man there. We had already agreed that I wouldn’t be sleeping with her. Neither of us wanted to betray Sylphy, and I didn’t want to be responsible for cucking Cliff after he had been so good to us.
Yet, here we were.
It was hot. Incredibly hot. Unbearably hot. My magic could barely keep us cool enough under the shade of old ruins out in the desert. Every second wasted waiting for it to become night so we could more safely travel was another second Elinalise would suffer from her curse.
“Alright, enough of this heat. Lise, I’m gonna make a small pool for us to cool off in.” I said after seeing her sweat had made her shirt almost completely transparent. This was for my sake as much as it was hers. I needed to cool off in both senses of the word.
After making the pool, I pondered how we would use it. We hadn’t exactly packed any bathing suits. Just as I was thinking of a solution, a completely naked Elinalise pass my vision and dove into the pool.
“Lise? Wha- What are you doing?”
“Come now, Rudeus. It’s nothing you haven’t seen before. To cool off, this is the best way.” She laid, looking back at me from the pool while making no effort whatsoever to cover herself.
“Still, this is..”
“Just think of it as two friends enjoying a bath together.”
Right. A bath. A cold, deep bath. I repeated those words in my head as I slowly stripped myself down, stopping at my underwear. I glanced at Elinalise and caught her staring at me. No, not me. Him. My little man was standing at attention despite repeating to myself that this was just a bath. The traitor.
The look in Elinalise’s eyes was dangerous. We were still a long way from finding any other people from what we could tell, and despite Cliff’s invention her curse was clearly starting to get to her.
“Lise.. You’re staring.” I said, hesitating to remove my underwear.
“Am I? Well, maybe I just want to make sure my granddaughter is being satisfied.” She replied, still not meeting my eyes. I watched a line of drool slowly escape one corner of her mouth.
Really, this was a bad idea. But it was so hot that I couldn’t stand to be out of the cool pool of water I had created a single second longer, so I quickly ripped down my underwear, exposing my little man to my grandmother-in-law, and dove into the pool without another thought.
“See? Not so hard, is it?” She said after I came up for air. Was she closer than before, or was I just imagining it?
But it was. It was hard. And it was getting harder my the second.
Elinalise had a fantastic body. There was no denying that. She oozed sex appeal, clothed or unclothed. Was that part of her curse, or part of her natural charm? I didn’t know.
“You’re still staring” I said weakly, tearing my eyes away from the body she so proudly displayed.
“Am I?” She asked again.
Yes. Yes you are.
The pool didn’t help me cool down at all. Temperature wise, maybe. But physically, my little man still stood at attention after drying off and getting dressed. It didn’t help that when Elinalise got out first, she was giving me ‘fuck me’ eyes and smiling at me so provocatively when getting dressed that I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
Ah, I’m sorry, Sylphy. This body of mine that was meant only for you is reacting to another woman. Your grandmother.
We had spoken at length before our departure about Elinalise’s curse. She told me that while she didn’t exactly want me to sleep with her grandmother, she understood if it became an emergency. Cliff had said the same. Still, though, Elinalise and I had agreed we’d fight to not let that happen. Even though that felt like a losing battle right now.
Suddenly, I felt Elinalise’s arms wrap around me. “Rudeus, can I borrow your canteen? Mine is all out.” She said in a seductive, sing-song type of voice. I sighed before handing it over to her.
“Sure. Give me yours and I’ll fill it back up.”
“Thanks.”
I watched her take several deep drinks from the canteen. Some of the water escaped and dripped down the sides of her mouth, flowing down onto her shirt. I ripped my head away and began filling her own canteen with simple water magic. Once she gave mine back to me, I topped it off as well and took my own drink. It wasn’t like I was a virgin afraid from some indirect kiss, after all. It was incredibly important to stay hydrated out in the desert, even if it had cooled off since night fell.
I drank deeply from my canteen. It took three large swigs before I noticed it tasted different from usual. Was this the taste her lips left behind? Bittersweet? I didn’t think too much about it until I had it drained.
“Ah.. Rudeus..” She said. I turned and saw her with a slightly outstretched hand, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open. She looked surprised. Why?
Suddenly, I felt hot. To the very marrow in my bones. My hearing dulled and my vision swam. What was this? Is it another Succubus attack? Then, I saw it. Them. Two familiar looking bottles on the ground next to Elinalise, their tops off and contents empty. Two.
Yes. This was a Succubus attack. But it was a completely different kind of Succubus.
Elinalise moved towards me while I stood frozen in place. If I moved, there was only one thing I was going to do at this point. As much as I wanted it even without the drugs, I didn’t want to betray Sylphy and Cliff even more.
She stopped right in front of me, a sad but horny look on her face.
“I’m sorry, Rudeus.”
Then, she grabbed my face and kissed me. When her lips met mine, the struggle was over. Lust had won.
I kissed her back.
Clothes went flying.
We were both naked.
We kissed again.
I groped her breasts.
I pushed her onto her back.
She moaned into my mouth and her eyes rolled back into her head as I pushed myself into her. Her hot, wet insides coiled tightly around me.
After catching her in the act with Cliff enough times, I had eventually seen enough to know that while Cliff wasn’t small, he wasn’t large, either. The genes Paul passed on to me had taken hold fairly strongly in that department, however. It’s part of how he could convince so many women to sleep with him. After being with Cliff for so long, this was clearly a different experience for her usual.
Being inside her was nothing like being inside Sylphy. Sylphy’s insides massaged me softly to gently coax me into cumming. Elinalise, however, had insides that attacked me vigorously. They coiled around me and squeezed tightly, as if desperately trying to milk it out of me. It was like her body was truly taken over by her curse and it knew that unless it got my semen, it would die. It was a fluid that granted life in an entirely different meaning to her.
I hammered away into her, lost to the lust-driven frenzy the drugs had pushed me over the edge into. My hands pinned hers next to her head and her legs were wrapped around my waist, barely giving away for me to draw out enough to thrust back into her.
This wasn’t the gentle lovemaking I did with Sylphy. This was animalistic mating. This was rutting. This was fucking. Like out of a H video. She was moaning into my ear, encouraging me to go deeper, to go harder, to give myself over completely. I’d like to say that I held out, that my connection to Sylphy flashed in my mind and I was able to keep myself from listening to her.
“Ah! Mm.. Rudeus. It’s okay. Ohhh, it’s okay. Give it to me.”
I couldn’t resist. Sylphy or not, Cliff or not. Maybe even drugs or not. The last few threads of resistance were snapping.
“Who.. Ohhh.. Who do you think gave me the drugs, Rudeus? I got – Ah! – One from each of them.”
I froze mid-thrust, my mind having trouble processing the information just given to me. She smiled at me and lifted her hands, somehow now free, to my face.
“Give it to me, Rudeus. I need it. I need you. They’re both okay with it.”
Then she kissed me and squeezed her legs tight around my waist, pulling me deeper into her.
That was it. That was the final straw. One from Sylphy, one from Cliff? They both knew this was the only way this would work. Two full bottles of super-potent aphrodisiac along with the living aphrodisiac that was Elinalise.
I closed my eyes and took as deep of a breath as I could manage. I imagined a big, red button that had warning signs all around it. The same button I’d hit twice before. Once with Eris, and once with Sylphy. The button that would free me from my inhibitions for however long this lasted.
“Rudeus? I’m waiting.” She whispered into my ear, clenching her insides around my member.
Mentally, I slammed the button. Then, I slammed into Elinalise.
If this was going to happen, then damnit, I was going to enjoy it. This might just be another lay to her, but it was a big deal to me. This was something I’d never forget. With two full bottles of aphrodisiac fueling me and several years of having to put up with Elinalise’s antics, I was going to do my best to make sure she remembered it, too. I felt like a shitty NTR antagonist trying to make sure the body of the woman I was stealing would remember the shape of my cock. After all, that was exactly what I was intending to do.
So I pounded into her again and again. I paid attention to which angle got the best reaction, and once I knew I was hitting her G-spot, I slammed that spot mercilessly. I felt her cum around my dick twice before I was ready to fire off myself. All the while, she was moaning and screaming.
“Rudeus! Oh! Rudeus!”
I slammed home and watched her eyes roll back as I filled her with what she so desperately sought. Years worth of pent-up desire flowed out of me and into her while her insides squeezed and clenched around me trying to get every last drop.
Her body shook rapturously and she let out a single long moan as spurt after spurt splashed around inside her.
But I wasn’t done. I was never satisfied with just once even under normal circumstances. From the look she gave me back when she came back down to earth from that orgasm, neither was she.
We stayed in that position for the next two times. After that, she swapped us around to cowgirl and she rode me. The warm desert evening air and our activities so far meant we were both slick with sweat along with bodily fluids, but neither of us were done yet.
She bounced on top of me while I groped her breasts and sucked on her nipples. She’d done nothing but moan and whisper encouraging words into my ear since we started. Now, her moans echoed out into the empty desert ruins around us.
Before long, I had her cumming again. This time, however, she squirted. It was my first time seeing something like that in person. I felt a wave of hot wetness gush around my dick and down onto my pelvis as she clenched around me and her body shook.
“P-please don’t mind that, Rudeus. Please, just keep goin- Ah!”
It sounded like she expected me to be disgusted. I wasn’t. I was turned on. Even more. I’d made her, the very embodiment of sex, squirt. So before she could finish asking, I resumed thrusting into her.
“Mind that? I’m gonna make you squirt again before we’re done, Lise.” I said, drawing out a look of surprise from her, before capturing her in another kiss.
I knew from hearing (and seeing) things I would have rather not that Cliff was basically a dried-up mummy after three or four times. I also knew that Elinalise, before Cliff, had wanted to marry someone who could go more than 10 times in a row. Her curse meant she had to have sex regularly, but she enjoyed sex anyways. A lot. So, she wanted someone who enjoyed sex as much as her that could keep up with her.
At around seven times for me, she’d had over a dozen orgasms herself. Her speech was starting to slur and her body was getting weak. To put it bluntly, she was getting cum-drunk. Literally.
It was after the eighth time I fired off inside her that I lifted us up and took us to the pool I had made to soak the sweat off. She moaned discontentedly as I drew myself out of her to carry her bridal-style to the pool, a small river of cum leaking out of her along the way into the desert sand. Then, when I had her up against the pool wall, I thrust back into her and her body shook fiercely.
The haze I had been feeling had cleared up enough for me to speak, so I asked “Lise, did you just cum from me putting it in?”
She nodded her head, face blushing like crazy, unable to meet my eyes. I wondered if that had never happen before, from the way she was acting. She approached all things sexual so casually that seeing her embarrassed... well, to put it shortly, turned me on even more.
She had what was basically one, extremely long orgasm after that while I filled her up two more times. The water was undoubtably soiled after this, but we didn’t care.
After cleaning up and getting out of the pool, I ate her out for the first time. Though it was the aphrodisiac that I had tasted before, she tasted similarly bittersweet. It was addictive, and the way she grabbed my hair and moaned my name was similarly so. I made her orgasm three times with my tongue, lapping at her like she was the very fountain of the waters of life. We switched to doggy after that on the ground outside the pool. She had enough control of her body still that she met my thrusts forward with her own thrusts backwards. In this position, I was constantly scraping her G-spot as I pulled back and hitting her cum-drenched cervix as I thrust forward. Though we’d ‘washed’ earlier, since I kept filling her with cum, and there was only so much room for it inside her, much of it dripped out around my cock while I was preparing to fill her with a fresh batch.
Her breathing was a bit ragged at this point, but I was still going strong. No brakes on the Rudeus train, Elinalise.
“Ah! Ah! Rudeus!”
Elinalise had lost strength in her arms, unable to keep her upper body in line with her lower, instead resting her head on her arms where underneath was the desert sand while I drilled into her. It was an incredibly erotic sight for her to be in that position. I groaned and slammed home, the tip of my cock pressing directly against her cervix as jet after jet of cum exploded out of me. From the way she moaned, she was feeling it, too.
Whenever I was with Sylphy, even time I came, I unconsciously thought “Get pregnant!”. Sometimes I even said it. Even after we knew she was pregnant, this continued. Now, with Elinalise, I was thinking the same thing. Did I truly want to get my grandmother-in-law pregnant? No, not really. But at the same time, yes. Elinalise was, after all, a beautiful and sexy woman. Seeing her become pregnant with my child was an erotic thought, however horrible that might be for both Cliff and my relationship with Sylphy. However, they orchestrated this. Sylphy had been insinuating every once in a while that she wouldn’t mind if I were to sleep with another woman, or even take another wife or a mistress.
Now that I thought about it, didn’t Cliff bring me aside before this trip started and tell me something?
“Listen, Rudeus. I don’t want it to happen, but if anyone were to steal Elinalise from me, I’d rather it be someone dependable like you.”
Those words echoed in my mind. Had he really said that, or was I imagining it? If he did, I would have brushed it off at the time. After all, I had no intentions of ever sleeping with Elinalise. Yet, here we were, my cock deep inside her and her belly full of my cum. I wasn’t aware of any contraceptives in this world, and Elinalise had often said how difficult it is for her to fall pregnant, it being compounded upon by both her curse and her elven blood.
Yet, I had made Sylphy pregnant fairly easily, from what I was told. Was it luck? Was it the Greyrat genes making my sperm super potent? I didn’t know. Either way, in aphrodisiac and lust-hazed mind, her saying she couldn’t get pregnant easily sounded like a challenge.
Before, this was just sex. Fucking. The goal was to cum. But now, my own desires not yet sated, I had a goal. Get Elinalise pregnant. Flood her womb with so much cum that it would be impossible not to get pregnant.
“More…”
What?
“More, Rudeus. Give me more.” I heard her whisper and then giggle. She was positively cum-drunk but still wanted more. If I didn’t know any better, she was half Succubus and half Elf. I had already made the decision, however, to give her everything. Two full bottles of aphrodisiac meant I basically had to, after all. She’d swallowed a few of my loads, and before I was thinking of switching to her ass since she’d previously professed how much she loved anal back before I joined the University, but that wouldn’t accomplish my goals unless she became pregnant from what I had already pumped into her. She said it was difficult, after all.
No. The majority of my future loads during this encounter were going into her pussy. Her womb. I’d let her swallow a few if she insisted, but I had a goal, and I intended to chase it.
I flipped her over, captured her lips in a kiss, and plunged deep into her depths once more, enjoying the way she moaned into my mouth. No matter how long we’d been going at it, it was just as tight and eager as when we first started. Like her body was built for this. Maybe it was.
Fifteen times. I’d cum fifteen times before Elinalise’s stamina had started to wane enough for me to tell. She’d had nearly twice as many orgasms herself. Under normal circumstances, we both should be either dead or unconscious, but Elinalise was unnaturally horny all the time, and I’d been drugged with two full bottles of aphrodisiac that, when first produced, was said to allow a man to go ten times with a single drop.
I started to wonder if the drug had started to work its way through my system enough for me to be injecting trace amounts of it into her every time I’d fire off. Or through saliva exchange. It was a possibility explaining how we both were going for so long. She hadn’t been dosed, after all.
Now, as a bit of a break, she was riding me lazily, smiling down at me with glazed-over eyes, nearly lost to pleasure. Yet, she wasn’t so lost that she couldn’t speak. Not yet, anyways. I’d intended to drive her there eventually.
“Mm.. We should’ve done this a long time ago, Rudeus.”
Yeah, right. I was impotent before Sylphy. Unless it was the drug itself that cured me, she was the reason I could get it up again. I didn’t know, if Elinalise had drugged me before that, whether or not it would have cured me. I liked to think it was thanks to Sylphy’s love. Regardless, even if I had been doing Elinalise on the daily before, once I knew Fitz was Sylphy, and that she loved me, I’d have been willing to be a one-woman man. Besides, it was only thanks to the drug that I was going so long, anyways.
“The -Ah!- drug only brings out what you’re capable of. Mm.. To think Sylphiette has this on-tap. Makes me a little jealous.”
Only brings out what you’re capable of? No way. With Sylphy, I’d gone nine times with the drug. Without it, most I’ve managed was seven. But, then again, I’d never had a partner who could go any longer, anyways. Once that seventh time rolled around, Sylphy was practically begging to stop. I couldn’t force my wife, after all.
With Eris, it had been her first time. My first time. Yet, even at that age, we both managed five times before she pushed me off of her and fell asleep.
Was that it, then? Because Elinalise could keep up, I could go at it to my heart’s content? I did have a lot pent-up from my previous life, after all. Thirty plus years of desire aching to release itself into a woman. Or was it the Greyrat blood in me? Paul and Zenith would go at it a minimum of five times every single night outside of her period. After Lilia had become his second wife, they’d both go even longer, especially when it was 3P. I often caught Sauros, having his way with the maids, too.
Were us Greyrats just sexfiends, then?
…
Yes. Yes we are.
As I felt Elinalise speed up, signaling the approach of yet another orgasm, I finally realized the truth. All Greyrats are sexfiends. Really, my previous loyalty to Syplhy, and Philip’s loyalty to Hilda were outliers. Paul was true scum, if the stories were to be believed. In the end, he couldn’t stay content with just one wife.
My own climax approaching, I grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her. Elinalise’s head fell back and she started moaning something fierce. I was just barely scraping her G-spot in this position, but I could easily slam into her cervix, so I did. Again and again. Before, when she was lazily riding me, the tip of my cock would just barely kiss the entrance to her womb each time she rolled her hips. But she clearly liked feeling it get pounded when she was close to orgasm, so that’s what I did. Rudeus Greyrat was a courteous lover, after all.
Moments later, she was shaking, her insides were clenching, and for the first time, we achieved simultaneous orgasm, hers triggering my own. After coming down from her newest high, she looked down at me and I sensed danger in her eyes. Despite the danger, I throbbed within her, still raring to go.
Moments later, her eyes softened, and she leaned down, taking my face into her hands, and kissed me. This was unlike the other kisses we’d shared. For some reason, there wasn’t just passion, but real emotion behind this kiss.
She pulled me forward until I was on top of her and we were in a mating press position. Breaking the kiss, she said two words that sent me into overdrive.
“Take me.”
How long had we been going? I didn’t know. I just knew that it was daytime again, and it was hot again. I’d used magic to drain and re-fill the pool I created mid-coitus and we’d just gotten done soaking for the third time, and now we were in the doggystyle position again. How many times had I cum? How many times had she? I didn’t know that, either. I didn’t even know where all these fluids were coming from. I should be a mummy by now with how much I’d ejaculated, yet I persisted, eagerly driving myself into her to fill her yet again.
She was completely cum-drunk. She was cum-wasted, barely able to string together coherent words. This hadn’t transcended into rape, mind you. She had told me a while ago, while I was still in a lust-driven frenzy after she said ‘take me’, to go to my heart’s content no matter what.
So I did. I filled her over and over. I was surprised that I couldn’t hear sloshing from all the cum I’d put into her. Her stomach did seem a bit distended, though. Did I do that, or was I imagining it?
My goal, if it were possible, had probably been met. I didn’t know how to feel other than a mix of shame and pride.
Slamming home once again, I filled her with my semen yet again. Leaning back, my still-hard cock slipped free with a squelching sound and I watched a river of semen come flowing out of her. No matter how many times we’d done it, she’d remained just as tight and hot as the first time, and I could see her pussy quivering and her insides clenching. However, then I saw her lift her arms up and spread her cheeks, causing her puckered hole to spread open a tiny bit. I saw it clench, too.
“Ru-Rudeus. Here. I wa-want you here, too.” She said, barely able to get the words out.
My goal was probably met. I was still raring to go. So was she, clearly. I took a deep breath before lining my cock, slick with both of our fluids, with her backdoor hole. Eris got my first time. Sylphy cured my ED. Elinalise, however, would be my first anal experience. I hadn’t even asked Sylphy to do that yet.
Slowly, I pressed myself against her opening and watched as it gave way to me inch by inch until I was rested fully inside of her. It felt very different, but still very good. Instinctively, I wanted to start pounding away, but I held myself back. I took it slow before increasing my speed in increments. Not an easy feat, given how I was feeling, but Rudeus Greyrat was a considerate lover.
Eventually, I was pounding away at her like I was before and I didn’t hear any complaints. In fact, it was quite the opposite.
“Ah! Ah! It’s b-been so l-long! Mm.. S-so good!”
That made it sound like she and Cliff hadn’t done this, then. Maybe he found the idea distasteful? Maybe it was a cultural thing, and anal sex in this world wasn’t very popular? I didn’t know. What I did know was that it was just as incredible as regular sex and, like her pussy, the walls of her anus clenched tightly around me as if to desperately coax the cum out of me. This new intense feeling led to our second completely simultaneous orgasm. Not for the first time, Elinalise squirted, drenching the sand beneath us. She’d long since stopped being embarrassed by it, or surprised when I wasn’t disgusted. Hearing her panting beneath me, I smacked her ass lightly, eliciting another moan from her.
“I can keep going, Lise. Can you?”
“More. I w-want more.” She said, almost begging.
I wasn’t one to make a lady beg. Truthfully, I could finally feel my own stamina waning. The drug was wearing off. For now, however, I was still as hard as a rock, and I’d intended until either one of us passed our or until I was soft. Whichever came first.
We went several more times before I decided we needed to clean off. I took us to the pool that I had filled with fresh water and we scrubbed each other while making out. I made sure to clean her inside and out while she spent her time on cleaning my cock before finishing off the cleaning with a poolside blowjob. After I emptied myself down her throat, as I was thinking we might end things there, she climbed up on top of me and slipped me into her pussy.
“Don’t hold back, Rudeus.”
End things there. Yeah, right. With this nymphomaniac still raring to go? No chance.
Eventually, we ended up in the ‘lazy dog’ position. Elinalise no longer had the strength to sit or stand upright, but still wanted to keep going. So, I took her from behind in a spooning position. One hand wrapped underneath, groping her breasts. The other on her stomach, feeling how it was certainly larger than when we started, almost H video-like. That cum had to be going somewhere. Finally, every so often, I’d latch onto her neck with my lips, or capture her own in a kiss.
In this position, I could not only directly hit her g-spot as I thrust into her, but also her cervix. From the sounds she was making, quite a big orgasm was coming, and I was nearing my limit, too. From what she said next, she must have sensed it.
“T-together, Rudeus. Ah! Cum with me together!”
I didn’t need any more encouragement, but it was always appreciated. Moments later, our respective orgasms hit as we were kissing. A final thought of ‘Get pregnant!’ ran through my mind as I sprayed her insides white.
Then, it was over.
“Thank you, Rudeus.” She said after breaking the kiss. She rolled over and moments later, I could feel her heartrate change. She had fallen asleep. Finally.
She told me not to hold back. Several times in different ways. Still hard within her, I throbbed with the thought of continuing to use her body until I was completely drained. The drugs had long since worn off and I was running on my own waning steam, but I could still probably go several more times.
But Rudeus Greyrat was a gentleman. I wouldn’t sexually assault my own grandmother-in-law in her sleep. When I started to pull out of her, however, I could feel her walls squeezing me, as if begging me not to leave.
‘What the hell’ I thought. Without pulling out, I settled in for some sleep myself, adjusting my position enough to get comfortable and just so happening to drive myself directly against her cervix one last time. Going to sleep still inside a woman had been a dream of mine, after all. Not like she would complain.
I wrapped my free arm around her, caressing her stomach, and kissed her neck one last time for reasons unknown to even myself. It just felt like the right thing to do. Moments later, I was out like a light.
I don’t know how long we had slept. Just that it was evening again. I was the first to wake, mostly due to hunger. We’d gone so long that I’m sure that either one or both of us should have been dead or on death’s door, but mostly I was just hungry. Elinalise laid spooned against me, as naked as she was when I went to sleep. Somehow, for some reason or another, I was still hard and deep within her. Had I done her again in my sleep? Did she wake up and do me? I didn’t know. What I did know was that this was over. It had to be. Slowly, I extracted myself from her depths, and once again her walls practically begged me not to go. Luckily the hunger I was feeling was strong enough to force me to break from our spooning to rummage around in my pack for some food. As I slid free, I heard her moan softly in her sleep.
Soon enough, I saw Elinalise stir and slowly wake up as I was chomping down on some jerky like Pursena would.
“Mm.. Morning, Rudeus. Or, evening, I suppose.” She said, rubbing her eyes and looking around. She didn’t make any effort to cover up. Though, neither had I. Seemed a bit redundant at this point.
“Morning, Lise. Hungry?” I said, handing her a piece of jerky. She took it and slowly started nibbling on it.
We sat there silently eating our jerky. It was a little awkward. Yet, it felt comfortable, too. Peaceful. Content. But sitting there silently was driving me crazy. Things had to be said now, before they could be brushed aside. To my surprise, it was Elinalise who spoke first.
“Thank you, Rudeus. For going along with it. I’m sorry I had to drug you, but it was getting bad. Having to deny you after getting attacked by Succubi was making it so much worse. What followed.. I’ve never experienced that before. Someone who can keep up with me. Outlast me, even. So, thank you.”
She spoke so formally, I didn’t know what to do at first. But.. even though this shouldn’t ever happen again, I felt like we were closer than how she was speaking. Was this how others felt, back when I was always super-polite?
“Stop that, Lise. You don’t have to get all formal with me. Not after.. after that. Really, if anyone should be apologizing, it should be me. You probably got what you needed after one or two times but I kept going. Even after the drugs had worn off.”
She smiled. “Maybe, but because you kept going you gave me something else I needed, so that’s okay. Besides, I did enjoy every second of it. Like I said before, the drugs only bring out what you’re capable of. If you were motivated enough, you could do that with any woman that could keep up, and you’re not even cursed.”
The way she smiled. The way she spoke. I felt my little man start to rise again. No, down boy. That’s all done with.
“One this is for certain, though. You’ll need more than one wife. My poor Sylphiette couldn’t bare to be ravaged by you like that. But since that’s how you actually are, you deserve to cut loose like that once in a while. Maybe.. three wives and a few mistresses would sate you.”
I blinked. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My grandmother-in-law was telling me to get with women besides her granddaughter after we spent almost a full day doing nothing but having sex because she drugged me. Truly, what a crazy second life I was living.
“If anything, you’re the one that needs more partners. Sylphy can at least go nine times. From what I’ve heard Cliff is done after four and needs a few days off afterwards.” I said, pulling my pants up. I watched her get dressed, no longer embarrassed by seeing her naked. Especially after what we had just done. She didn’t seem to mind, either.
“Oh, no. Cliff is of the Millis faith. He’d never tolerate polygamy. Maybe the occasional dalliance if required like today, but nothing outside of that. Besides, four times is a lot for most men.”
That was true. Cliff was magnanimous but surprisingly stiff when it came to stuff like that. His grandfather is the pope, after all. I’m sorry this became an NTR story for you, Cliff. It won’t happen again.
“Oh, but please don’t think less of me if I ask for a favor like this in the future. This was truly.. exhilarating. I’ll convince Sylphy and Cliff.” She whispered into my ear, her fingers on one hand lightly pressing against my crotch.
Please, no. I feel bad enough I tried to impregnate you.
“After all.. You’ll need somewhere to dump that stress. You’ll be a daddy of two soon.” She whispered again. I stared at her, and she lovingly caressed her stomach.
I was so fucked.
End
Bonus Ending
I sighed into my palms. This was a situation partially of my own making. There’d be no getting out of it. I’d just have to man up and accept it.
Not thinking straight, I opened my half-full canteen and took several large drinks, emptying the remaining contents.
“Come on, Rudeus. It’s cool enough to get back on the ro-“ She paused, having turned mid-way through her sentence to look at me.
I’d fucked up. Again.
I didn’t empty the canteen she’d drugged me with before.
Now I’d chugged down the second half without thinking.
As if the previous 24 hours hadn’t happened, my little man rose to attention, threatening to burst out of my pants.
As my mind fogged over with lust, I could barely think.
“Lise..”
I saw her lick her lips.
“Well.. They won’t be expecting us for quite some time.” She said, dropping her pack and slowly unbuttoning her shirt. I could see the hickeys I left on her as more of her skin became exposed.
“This is my fault, so I guess I don’t have a choice.” Her shirt slipped off her shoulders and fell onto the ground. She hadn’t put her bra back on, so her breasts were once again exposed to the open air, and to me.
“The damage is already done, after all. I felt it the moment you made me pregnant.” She slowly pulled down her shorts, her panties coming with them. I could see strings of sticky fluid extending from her lower half clinging to her panties, snapping when they got too far down.
“You’re a good man, so I know you’ll take responsibility. I might not be a good woman, but I’ll take responsibility for making you this way. I’ll never forget the feeling of what you’ve done to me, but it being so fresh in my mind makes me want it again. I love Cliff, but, for now, Rudeus..”
I gulped down the saliva pooling in my mouth.
She reached her arms out towards me. “Make me yours?”
I pounced.