Chapter 258: Was Elle Always Like This?
Chapter 258: Was Elle Always Like This?
"I-I... haven’t... drunk... any...!!"Elle forced the words out with all her strength.
"L-Lady Scarlett and... Lady Mariska... have already... drunk... but... I... haven’t..."
She lifted her skirt as she spoke. Beneath it was a pair of completely undecorated pumpkin panties.
"I-If I drink from... the lower... mouth... it... should be... even more effective... right?"
Elle stammered. Lily nodded with an oddly superior air. Who are you right now, Lily?
"Then—!"
In one motion Elle yanked her panties down. There lay an untamed, dense forest that had clearly never seen a single care. Lady Scarlett, the Duchess, and the lady-in-waiting all sucked in their breath. Even I was startled. Lily’s brows furrowed.
"U-um... what should I...?"
Elle asked, still flustered. Lily promptly had her lie face-down on the desk, hiked her skirt higher, and fully exposed her backside. There was hair there too... Even with my eyes half-lowered, the view was overwhelming. Gripping my fully hard cock I stepped closer. She was so wet it was obvious from the outside—the tips of the hairs glistened with moisture!! The scent rising from Elle made my head spin. I pressed the head between her buttocks and slid it up and down until I found the soft hollow. Then I pushed in hard. Several hairs—maybe dozens—were caught and the tip stung!
I shouldn’t be doing this! the rational part of me screamed, yet I could not stop. When I thrust my hips forward it sank in all at once. A number of Elle’s hairs may have been sacrificed in the process.
"Uuh?!"
A sound escaped Elle’s lips. Hadn’t she said she was unmarried and had never been with a man? Yet she was soaking wet, and the thrusting moved smoothly. It did not feel like a pure virgin’s tightness. Even without male experience she might have used something similar. I had nothing to worry about.
The Duchess crouched and took Elle’s hand.
"Elle! Elle! Elle!"
she called to her. Lady Scarlett’s eyes were wide, her face bright red as she watched. One hand was on her chest; the other had disappeared between her legs. Her breathing came in harsh pants. The lady-in-waiting gripped Lady Scarlett’s shoulder and was panting as well.
"Ahn... ahn... ahn..."
Elle began letting out sweet little sounds in time with my movements. This woman was already fully aroused! Thank goodness she wasn’t a pure virgin. Being subjected to something like this in such an abnormal situation must have been overwhelming for her, but as for me—I simply followed male instinct, seized her hips, and thrust hard and deep.
"Ah... ah... ah... a m-man... feels... like this... ahh... aahh..."
Elle’s voice changed. Was she comparing it to something? The longer it continued, the more the room was dominated by lewd scent and wet sounds.