Scroll 25: Popcorned (+18)
The blue-covered book flew through the air, landing somewhere in the window nook with a dull thud that felt like the start of a countdown.
Behind the pages, Jinneth’s face emerged, completely red as a tomato. She was sitting directly on top of him, straddling his waist. She glared down at him with an explosive mix of boldness and a sheer determination that threatened to make her burst at any moment.
Yet, what Alaster saw in her gray eyes wasn't a hint of retreat. It was raw, unadulterated desperation.
Before the elf could utter a single word, Jinneth lunged.
Her hands, hardened by the daily grind of kneading dough, displayed a surprising amount of strength and a feverish urgency. She grabbed the collar of Alaster’s linen shirt and ripped it sideways. The seams groaned, and the buttons gave way with a violent clatter.
Joseph, completely overwhelmed by the girl’s sudden aggression, simply let it happen. He blinked in utter shock at the sight of the baker—who was usually sweetness personified—turned into a whirlwind of pure, unchecked desire.
"—Wait, Jin...!" Alaster managed to mutter, but his words were instantly swallowed by the rough, anxious rustle of fabric being torn from his shoulders.
She didn’t stop. With clenched teeth and ragged breath, her hands clawed downward toward the belt of the elf's trousers. Jinneth yanked the garment down with so much force and malice that the sudden pull completely destabilized Alaster, dragging him by his legs.
Joseph went from leaning languidly against the plush pillows to lying completely flat on the mattress, letting out a sharp gasp of surprise as he swallowed hard. The sheer brutality of the movement left his manhood—already fully awake and raring to go from the tension of the previous minutes—completely exposed to the room's cool air.
Jinneth sat up, her breathing so erratic that her chest heaved at a frantic pace. With clumsy, panicked movements, she grabbed the hem of her own blouse and ripped it off in one motion, throwing it aside.
Beneath it, she wore only a simple, rustic cloth bra, which she unknotted without a second thought, exposing her firm breasts. Her warrior shorts slid right past her hips and down her sun-kissed legs until, with a swift kick of her foot, she launched them off the daybed.
Completely naked, Jinneth crawled across the mattress. A triumphant smile, laced with deep desire, played on her lips as she moved until she was positioned right over him.
Inside her mind, a chaotic tidal wave of thoughts crashed together: «I can't believe it... all these days of wanting him... it feels surreal that this beautiful, kind elf is actually my boyfriend...»
But as she came to a halt, with one leg on either side of Alaster’s torso, a tiny spark of sanity hit her: «Wait... What is Al going to think of me? We’ve been dating for less than an hour, and I'm practically throwing myself at him like a wild animal...»
That brief hesitation evaporated the instant her gaze drifted downward, taking in the elf's perfect physique and locking onto the impressive sight of his fully erect masculinity. The view flooded her with an intolerable wave of lust.
«It’s been over seven months since I’ve done anything, even before I kicked that liar Uriel to the curb... And Al is a thousand times sexier. I don't care what he thinks, I can't hold back anymore! I'll deal with the consequences later!»
With a slight tremor in her voice, trying to regain a shred of composure, she locked her gray eyes onto his violet ones and asked:
"—Al... have you... have you ever been with a girl before?"
Joseph, pinned beneath her, froze for a split second.
His mind raced at a million miles an hour. Back on Earth, he had plenty of experience and a perfectly normal sex life. But technically, in this elf body, he was a total virgin.
Furthermore, he had recently told Jinneth all about his disastrous, toxic past relationship with Raquel. Telling her now that this was his first time would sound contradictory and confusing.
After a brief mental short-circuit, he decided that the purity of a fresh start was all that mattered.
"—You're my first," he said with absolute certainty, his voice carrying a softness that sent shivers straight down her spine.
Technically, it was the absolute truth. But more than that, in this very moment, he desperately wished his past didn't exist at all.
Jinneth looked down at him with a smile. Alaster, in all his inexperience regarding the life of a highly attractive man, couldn't quite decipher it. However, any man with an ounce of malice would have immediately labeled that smile as purely lascivious and possessive.
"—Then... is it really alright if I'm... your first?" the blonde asked, towering over him.
Her feet were planted firmly on either side of the elf's hips, proudly exhibiting her gorgeous, naked silhouette under the bright light streaming through the massive bay window.
Joseph swallowed hard once more. «What kind of question is that? Does she expect me to say no in a situation like this? This is getting weird... Is she still teasing me?»
But the raw urgency in Jinneth's eyes dispelled any remaining doubt.
"—Y... yeah, you're... you know, my girl," Alaster replied, feeling his pulse skyrocket. "So, it's your right. If you want to..."
"—Then I will, Al," she interrupted with a whisper.
She dropped down onto him all at once.
With her legs spread wide, her soaking wet core began to swallow the elf's member right before Alaster's wide, gleaming eyes. Jinneth let out a sharp, high-pitched moan as she felt herself stretch to accommodate his entire length. The deep penetration flooded her with a searing, burning pleasure from the very first second.
Alaster gripped her tightly by the waist and sat up in bed, bringing them face-to-face while remaining deeply joined. They locked eyes for a fraction of a second before diving back into a desperate, messy kiss, sharing the salty taste of the sweat already pouring down their foreheads.
He dug his fingers into the blonde’s backside, holding her with a vice grip. Using his arms, he pulled her down while lifting his pelvis, driving his member even deeper inside her.
Jinneth responded by moving her hips in a rapid, rhythmic grind. Every single motion friction-rubbed her drenched walls against his base, causing both of them to tremble violently from the sheer heat of the contact.
The wet, squelching sound of their bodies colliding filled the bedroom.
Completely surrendered to their kisses and the frantic rhythm of their hips, their skin-to-skin contact felt like pure fire. Jinneth’s firm breasts flattened against Alaster’s sweaty chest with every thrust, sliding in a constant friction that turned the heat between them white-hot.
Deep inside her core, Jinneth could feel the elf’s member throbbing with immense power. Every single stretch hit her deepest depths with a thickness that opened her up completely. But instead of hurting, it drove her absolutely insane with pleasure.
«This... feels... so... damn... good...» she thought, her mind completely fogged over as her moans were muffled directly into his mouth.
The intense friction pushed her right over the edge.
Alaster lifted her slightly by her hips, shifting the angle to strike directly at the absolute bottom of her anatomy. The sudden impact made Jinneth explode. She cried out uncontrollably as she flooded him, releasing slick fluids with every single collision. Her inner walls began to contract in violent, rhythmic spasms around him.
Alaster didn't know it, but she was already riding the waves of her third orgasm.
An elf’s body was naturally built to awaken the deepest desires of women. But when paired with a human woman like Jinneth, it acted as a massive stimulant for everything inside her, pulsing through every pleasure-sensitive nerve with the latent current of his mana.
Alaster held her in his arms, utterly astonished by the speed and sheer intensity with which the young woman had finished.
«She hit the climax in less than two minutes,» Joseph thought, desperately trying to catch his own breath.
Relieved that he had managed to maintain his control and hadn't come yet, he gripped her waist. He let himself fall backward onto the pillows, bringing a completely drained, fast-breathing Jinneth down with him, carefully putting her against his side.
As he pulled his member out—which was still completely erect and dripping wet—a loud, wet suction sound echoed clearly through the quiet room.
Joseph looked down at his manhood and swallowed hard. «If I had finished inside without a protection spell, we would have headed straight into diaper-changing, broke-dad reality.»
Jinneth looked up at him from the pillows with half-lidded eyes, utterly exhausted, her face flushed dark red.
"—I can't move, Al..." she whispered with a thread of a voice.
"—Shh, just rest," he replied with a gentle smile, wrapping his arms around her.
The young woman leaned into his chest with a deeply satisfied smile before letting her eyes close. Alaster, despite still sporting a massive, unfinished erection, simply held her close, genuinely enjoying how incredibly happy she looked in his arms.
A few minutes later, Jinneth’s mind began to clear through the thick haze of exhaustion.
«Less than six days...» she calculated, a mix of shock and slight fear washing over her. «With Uriel, he spent over two months courting me after we became official before anything finally happened. And with Al, I threw myself at him in less than a week. Gods! And not only that... I actually enjoyed it... I rode him like a total maniac. I can't even feel my legs. How can it possibly feel this good?»
She touched her lower abdomen, which was still throbbing violently in sync with her heartbeat.
Just remembering the absolute ecstasy that had dragged her across those cushions caused her core to involuntarily clench tightly once more, gripping like a hot pair of tweezers. Losing control for a fraction of a second, her eyes rolled back, and she let out a tiny, instinctive lick against the elf’s bare chest.
«What was that?!» She utterly terrified herself, suddenly realizing what she was doing. Another small wave of residual pleasure rippled through her body, forcing her to squeeze her legs shut with the absolute last of her remaining strength.
«This isn't normal... I literally can't feel my legs. He completely dismantled me,» Jinneth thought, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.
As she felt Alaster’s warm embrace tighten around her, the girl couldn't help but think one final thought:
«Another round of this, and my nether regions are going to end up like a kernel of popcorn—completely blown out and deformed.»