The World Is Mine For The Taking

I kept thrusting inside Isiliraiellyn, feeling her pussy gripping my cock tighter and tighter, almost as if it refused to let go with each clench sending waves of pleasure up my spine.

At the same time, my other hand moved rhythmically against Zeruel, fingers pressing and rubbing over the warm, damp fabric of her pants.

Even though I wasn't touching her directly, every movement made her body tense and shiver, drawing out soft, heated breaths that she tried to suppress.

"Ahhn, ahhh...! Ahh, ah, ahhh... ahhh, ah, ahhh, ah! Ahhh...~ Ahh, n-no... f-feels good~... Feels good~!!!"

"Mm... mmm...~"

Isiliraiellyn's gaze grew more unfocused with every thrust, eyes half-lidded and glazed over, as if she was falling deeper into a daze she couldn't escape from.

"Ahh, f-feels good...~ Ah, no... ahhh, ah, ahhh...~ Ahhh, ahh...!"

Her voice lifted into a higher pitch, trembling and desperate, and her pussy squeezing around me so hard that I could barely keep moving forward.

"Ahhh~! Ahhh! Ah! Nghhh! Ahhhnghghh~..."

Suddenly, her back arched sharply, and a gush of clear liquid sprayed from her pussy, splashing against my stomach and dripping onto the sheets below.

It was overwhelming her far more than I expected for her first time with her mind seemed to shatter under the pleasure, and her expression losing all composure, mouth parted and breath ragged.

Without missing a beat, I pushed my cock back inside, feeling the wet, hot walls tighten all around me like they were trying to keep me there forever.

"Mnnnn...!"

She squeezed her eyes shut, a stifled sound breaking past her lips as I parted her soaked pussy again, heat radiating off her trembling thighs.

"Ah...!"

My pace quickened, each thrust making my own orgasm build in my groin, that heavy, tightening sensation spreading through my body.

"Ahhh, P-Partner...~ Feels good...~ It feels good...~ Ahh no...! I... Ahhh, ahhh...~ Ahhh! Ahngghh, ahh...~ Ahhh, ahh, ahhh!!!"

She was on the brink again, her voice catching between pleasure and disbelief with her words trailing off into shaky gasps.

"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

She couldn't hold it any longer.

Her eyes flew open, unfocused, and she came hard.

Her pussy clamped so intensely around my cock that it pushed me out of her, and a fresh spray of clear liquid burst out, soaking her thighs.

"Ahh... S-Something is... Hgnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Then, a second wave followed, but this time, it wasn't clear. A hot golden stream splashed out from her pussy, coating my crotch and dripping down onto the soaked sheets, spreading warmth everywhere it touched.

"Ahhh... ah...! Ahh, ahhh...~"

Her entire body trembled violently, hips lifting off the bed, back arched in a perfect curve as the golden shower kept pouring out, uncontrolled.

Her legs shook, toes curling, while her expression stayed stuck in that dazed, blissed-out state with her mouth hanging open, breath coming in uneven pants.

Slowly, the stream faded, until it stopped altogether. Her hips lowered shakily back onto the bed, but her body was still quivering.

Her eyelids fluttered, but they wouldn't open fully—like she was caught between consciousness and complete exhaustion.

She had truly passed out, face slack and flushed, her pussy still glistening and slightly twitching.

I let out a long breath, my chest rising and falling.

Well, I guess that's that.

Frustration tugged at me... I hadn't even managed to cum yet.

Just when I thought it was over, I noticed Zeruel shifting beside me, her face a bright shade of red. Her gaze darted away, then back again, as she gathered the courage to speak.

"Um... If... if you want, I can pick up the slack..."

Her voice trembled, but there was an earnestness in it that caught me off guard.

I blinked, processing what she meant. She wanted to help finish what Isiliraiellyn couldn't.

"S-Sorry, I... I overheard the others once when I shouldn't have, and they mentioned that your thing... um, wouldn't go down unless it feels good... or something like that." Her words tumbled out, her voice small. "A-And since Miss Isiliraiellyn seems to be out of commission, I thought maybe... I could help..."

"I appreciate that," I told her honestly, though I hesitated. "But didn't you say you didn't want penetration? So why...?"

"Um... you said earlier that as long as it's not penetration, right?" she murmured, glancing at me with those warm brown eyes before quickly looking away again. "S-So... I'm okay with it, as long as we don't... cross that line..."

My mouth went dry.

There was something incredibly alluring about her right then—her innocence mixed with determination, the softness in her gaze, and the faint heat behind it.

This woman—Zeruel—was someone kind, strong, and gentle, yet here she was, offering herself shyly, ready to step in just to help.

"Um... W-Would you be able to feel pleasure if I did it with my hand?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper.

It wasn't a bad thought.

Since I couldn't go further with Isiliraiellyn completely knocked out, something like that would definitely be better than just doing it by myself.

"Then, I'd love to take you up on that offer," I told her.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, muscles tense, while Zeruel settled beside me. Her breath caught in her throat as she reached out, hesitating for a moment.

She swallowed, gathering courage, and then spoke softly.

"W-Well then..."

Her delicate fingers wrapped gently around my cock, her warm palm enclosing me, and she started to move, starting with slow, unsure strokes up and down.

"D-Does this feel good?" she asked, voice shaking.

"Yes..." I admitted, breath slightly unsteady.

I couldn't lie—her hand felt incredible. Soft and warm, the subtle roughness from her callouses adding an unexpected thrill, each movement sending sparks of pleasure up my spine.

But it felt a bit too dry. It was missing something slick to help her glide along my shaft.

"Would it be okay if you spat on your hand for lubrication and then rub my penis with it?" I asked quietly, my voice low and a little husky.