Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World After-case 11: Wedding Night – X (R-18)

Content Warning: Very kinky stuff(fisting, prolapse). Skip this if you are uncomfortable with it.

Sariel relentlessly unleashes her wrath on for hours.

Just as I've pleaded, she treats my body like a disposable sex toy—a simple outlet to let out her pent-up desires. Her cock thoroughly swabs my holes, filling them with her scent and fluids. The back of my throat, my throbbing womb, and the depth of my back end—they all have her presence imprinted deeply.

In addition, her tentacles appear no less ravenous than their owner. They slither on my skin, squeezing my body with their slimy liquid, sotis teasing, sotis stuffing .

By noon, I've nearly lost my consciousness several tis. Only when the clock hits one does Sariel finally let take a break.

''Ugh... they won't close...''

Sitting on the floor, I struggle to close my lower holes, which have beco numb from the constant thrusting. Viscous, cloudy sen pours out from within, staining the wooden base. As I touch my abdon, a slight inflation seems to have taken place... perhaps from all the cum filling inside.

Just then, Sariel herself lightly hugs from behind, beaming, ''Isn't it hotter this way?'' She says, bringing a hand mirror for to look at my crotch, ''Look, how lovely.''

In the reflection, I can see the pink flesh inside my own body, throbbing, exposed to the air, and coated by lewd fluids. If I look closer, even the entrance to my womb is visible. It's... unexpectedly lewd. Aside from that one ti in Eva's pocket realm, I've never really looked at the parts inside . Even though I've had so much unfiltered and kinky sex, I haven't tried so of the more... extre ones. Not a lot, at least.

As if slling my curious thoughts, Sariel leans closer, ''What's on your mind, darling?''

She seems to always read my mind when it cos to lewd things. I glance at her, at those slit silver eyes, then... her slender, elegant arm.

''C-Can I have your arm?'' I ask.

Thus begins our kinky afternoon.

Lying on the bed, I pull my legs all the way back, exposing my two holes that refuse to close. Then, with my own hands, I pry apart my pussy, pulling until the flesh begins to hurt. The result... a bare, violently vulgar patch of pink flesh revealed to the air. Even more than before, feel my cervix being brushed by the cool air.

Having my most precious place stared at by soone like this makes my heart race.

Sariel climbs toward , a strange blush falling onto her cheeks, ''Are you ready?''

''...Go for it,'' I reply after a deep breath.

The dragoness then extends her hand toward my pussy, first tracing the hole's entrance before inserting. Having been stretched by her huge cock and those tentacles before, my interior easily accommodates four of her fingers at once.

''Mghn...''

The sensation is distinct from having a cylindrical cock penetrating. The fingers are rougher, more bony... and each of them moves independently, like worms squirming inside . But their lack of volu is compensated for by the increased range of movent. Hands are made for using tools and executing complex motions, so...

''Ugh...!''

When Sariel begins to scrape my insides, like scratching a wall, I experience an alien kind of pleasure. The fingers scrub against my bumpy flesh, pushing against the softness. A bit tickling... but it feels really good. As she gets bolder and does it more intensely, my lower half involuntarily convulses with each turn, rapidly reaching an orgasm. While my moans fill the room, Sariel remains focused, parts amused, as if she has found sothing interesting.

''W-Wait...!''

Without warning, she curls her hand into a fist, pushing the thumb in with the other fingers. The sudden increase in size seems to shock my whole body, as it tries to clamp down on it. It gets tighter and tighter, but the dragoness's strength is unparalleled. When the knuckle is fully stuffed in , a breathless wave of pleasure hits. I look at my own abdon, swollen with soone's fist inside. It excites to no end.

''It's quite comfortable in here.'' Sariel remarks, ''Would you like to go deeper?''

''P-Please...'' I plead, gasping, ''ss up...!''

Sariel heeds my words, panting as she rams it deeper. I feel her arm slowly sink into , the large and intrusive fist ripping through my flesh, pounding with each push. Soon, it hits the sensitive entrance to my womb—the cervix.

''Ah... hgn...!''

A round of squirt.

At this point, my consciousness is already blurring, but Sariel then unfurls her fist right inside , turning my delicate afterglow into torture. Each little scrape of her hand makes my body flinch like crazy, but the real punch in the gut cos when her index finger traces my cervix, rubbing and pushing, a little tease before... she punctures that pitiful hole, inviting herself inside the cum-filled belly of mine.

''S-Sariel...'' I call, ''Wait a second...!''

The dragoness seems to be lost in her own world. Her pupil contracts, and a strange smile tugs at her face, ''Shh... cumdumpsters don't talk.'' She whispers, ''Your job is to lie there... and accept my sen.''

''Hgn... ngh...!''

My mouth hangs open in shock as the index finger curls into a hook. Then, Sariel slowly pulls out her entire arm... together with my little sack. The sensation of it slipping out of where it should be feels illegal. It feels alien.

In retrospect, I should be hurt seriously, but thanks to my body as a goddess, it all turns into weird pleasure.

But in the end... Sariel pulls half of my womb out in the air. Her finger plucks out, letting the sack flop onto the bedsheet. I think it's called a prolapse. That stupid sack, which usually nests deep inside my belly, now has its head exposed, vulnerable. Once it's out, the weight of it outside is beyond bizarre.

I... can't help but begin to fantasize about the countless insane plays we can do with this. Though before all of it, it seems I will have to satisfy Sariel's raging cock first...

''Heheh... gorgeous.''

The dragoness smirks maliciously as she lightly pounces my exposed womb with her cock. She slaps it like slapping dough, each ti making my whole body shudder. Then, grabbing the tube with her hand, she lets my cervix kiss the tip of her cock. The kiss itself... I'm familiar with it, but doing it outside and seeing it with my own eyes feels wrong.

''Ngh...!''

Before long, Sariel pushes her mber in, letting the sack swallow the whole tip. As my womb is nowhere near deep enough to take her whole thing, she holds it like a tiny-sized fleshlight, jerking it up and down around the head.

The whole ti, I am breathless, having to endure my most sensitive place being grasped like a piece of plastic and sanded against a hard mber. It... kind of hurts, but I think I can get used to this.

The more she does it, the better it feels. Soon, I also sense my climax coming as Sariel's breath gets heavier. I pinch my clit with one hand, groping my breast with the other, building up that pleasure.

''...I'm cumming.''

''Hah... , too...!''

And, without even putting it in my stomach, Sariel's sen reaches its destination, pooling inside my womb. I can see her cock still throbbing, shooting it all in. Strangely... hot.

''...''

''...''

We look at one another, still not pulling out. A silent agreent seem have been reached. This play... is kinda fire.