Isaac gazed quietly at Arwen, who had declared herself a gift to him. He had somewhat anticipated this, but the reality surpassed his imagination.

A crimson undergarment, crafted from silk spun by silkworms that fed on the leaves of the World Tree. To emphasize that it was a gift, a small ribbon was tied at the center.

The red lingerie alone was provocative enough, but the one wearing it was Arwen. Isaac’s eyes trailed up and down her figure, which was mostly exposed.

Her modestly rising chest, upon closer inspection, carried more volume than expected, and below that was a beauty that words could hardly capture.

The curves, as seamless and smooth as if sculpted by a master artisan, were mesmerizing. He had noticed them before, but her striking hip line was enough to make it impossible to look away.

If he were to unwrap the final layer, he would give Arwen the first night she so earnestly desired. But there was no need to rush; he could take his time.

"...You're beautiful."
“Th-thank you,” Arwen replied shyly to Isaac’s heartfelt compliment.

 

 

 

Arwen blushed deeply as she responded to Isaac’s genuine compliment. Though she had made up her mind long ago, now that the moment had arrived, her chest tightened with nervousness, and she couldn’t calm herself.

Even the advice Cecily had given her was barely enough to get her this far—could she handle anything beyond this?

After hesitating for a moment, she mustered the courage to look directly at Isaac. Then her gaze instinctively dropped downward.

Though he was only wearing a robe, what lay beneath was straining upwards as if it would burst through the fabric. The sheer size alone was enough for her to imagine its enormity.

“Could that really… fit inside me?”

She remembered how even Cecily, with her taller stature and wider hips, had struggled to accommodate him. For a brief moment, Arwen hesitated, uncertainty flickering across her mind, but she quickly shook her head, banishing the thought.

Even questioning it felt wrong. She had prepared herself as a gift for the hero who saved the world.

She resolved to let him lead her, to surrender herself to his desires, wherever they may take her.

Swish.

“Ah…!”

While lost in her thoughts, Isaac reached out and gently placed his hand on her cheek.

Perhaps it was her heightened anticipation, but even that small touch felt electrifying.

Amused by her adorable reaction, Isaac gave her a warm smile before slowly, ever so slowly, leaning closer to her. Arwen, seeing his face draw near, closed her eyes softly in response.

Chu.

Their lips met in a gentle kiss.

 

 

 

At first, it was a light kiss. But the moment Isaac's tongue slipped past her lips, everything changed.

Chup, chuup, chuurup.

A deep, sticky kiss where their tongues intertwined. Isaac’s movements were skilled and confident, while Arwen stiffened awkwardly, unsure of how to respond.

Even though Isaac bent down to account for their height difference, Arwen still had to stand on tiptoe to meet him.

Despite the awkward position, her body tingled with electric sensations, and she could feel the warmth pooling beneath her, wetness spreading in real-time. Was this the excitement Cecily had mentioned?

Churup, chuup!

“Wh-what’s happening…?”

It felt like she might lose herself just from the kiss alone. Her lower abdomen tingled as if tiny jolts were coursing through her, causing her body to squirm slightly.

She had rarely indulged in personal time, being too consumed with governing her nation and dealing with the Senate ever since ascending to the throne.

And Isaac… Isaac was undeniably experienced. It wasn’t surprising that she could feel this way from just a kiss.

Adding to that, his fingers gently brushed against her ears, amplifying her sensations to the point of madness.

“Puhah…”

The long, lingering kiss finally ended, and their lips parted. A silver thread stretched between them before breaking in the middle.

While Isaac remained composed and calm, Arwen was left gasping for breath, her silver-gray eyes half-lidded and unfocused.

The sharp, regal gaze of a queen had been replaced by the dazed expression of a woman overtaken by desire.

“Did you like it?”
“Y-yes…”

“Then, how about you try something now? The holy oil elves use on their first night.”

Isaac’s suggestion referred to something Arwen had mentioned previously—elves traditionally used a special essence made from the dew of the World Tree during their first night.

At first, Isaac had been unsure of its purpose, but after learning of its sticky, gel-like texture, he quickly made the connection.

It was eerily similar to the lubricants he had heard of in his previous life. However, he wasn’t entirely sure of its properties or the exact method of use.

“Then… please, lie down on the bed.”

At Arwen’s request, Isaac complied without hesitation. The bed, likely designed for royalty, was spacious enough to feel extravagant for a single person.

As he lay down, he thought he caught a whiff of Arwen’s subtle, fragrant scent, almost as if it lingered in the fabric of the sheets.

Swish.

 

 

 

As Isaac lay there with his eyes gently closed, he could sense Arwen cautiously climbing onto the bed. He remained still, waiting patiently for her next move.

How exactly is she going to use that essence? he wondered. Could it really be as I imagine?

If it was, the thought alone was enough to give him pause. The idea of an elf like Arwen doing something so unconventional seemed almost surreal.

Of course, there could be nuances or traditions he didn’t understand. For now, all he could do was wait.

Gulp.

Meanwhile, Arwen, holding the small bottle of essence in her trembling hands, stared at Isaac’s unrelenting arousal. She swallowed hard, her throat tightening at the sight.

The essence, made by diluting the dew of the World Tree, was meant to be applied to the man’s body—more specifically, his most intimate part.

The reasons were varied. Hygienically, it was unparalleled. Symbolically, it carried the noble essence of fostering new life.

Most importantly, applying it directly to a woman’s body was more complicated and carried risks. The solution? Apply it thoroughly to the man’s body, ensuring that it naturally transferred during intimacy.

It was a tradition that was as elven as it was provocative.

With trembling hands, Arwen reached out and took hold of Isaac’s waistband. Slowly, she began to lower his undergarments.

Sensing her struggle, Isaac subtly lifted his hips to assist her. And then—

Boing.

“Hah!”

Isaac’s imposing arousal sprung free, rising like a coiled spring. Arwen gasped, her eyes widening in shock.

She had heard stories from the women who had shared a bed with him, tales of his intimidating size. They’d mentioned the challenges they faced in accommodating him, and Arwen had thought it must have been exaggerated.

But now, confronted with the reality before her, she realized it had been no exaggeration at all.

“Th-this… is so big…”

She couldn’t help but wonder—could this even fit inside her? Would it hurt? Could she possibly take it all?

More puzzlingly, why did the sight of it make her heart race and her body tingle? Just looking at it sent jolts through her, and she couldn’t stop imagining what it might feel like inside her.

Arwen felt the dampness spreading in the lingerie she had so carefully prepared as a gift. Without realizing it, her hips gave a small, unconscious wiggle.

Isaac, watching her with one eye open, smirked faintly at the sight. Slowly, he moved his hand.

Swish.

“Eek!”

The next time he stroked Arwen's coveted ass, he got a fierce reaction. But Isaac didn't stop teasing her bottom.

 

What a deliciously soft bottom, I've always had my eye on it and now I can touch it to my heart's content.

Isaac touches Arwen's peachy bum and gently squeezes it. It helped her get even more aroused.

"Hmph. Hmph. That, that..."

"Keep doing what you're doing. Don't mind me."

"Shi, grumpy------ heh."

Cecily was right. Isaac did get grumpy whenever he had sex.

Arwen felt his touch and looked back at the object. It was so big she doubted she could fit into it, even if she looked at it again.

Then she unscrewed the stopper on the bottle of holy water and slowly poured it into Isaac's cock.

"Mmm..."

Isaac moaned softly as the slimy holy water poured into his cock. The holy water was neither cold nor hot.

But it had a distinctive stickiness that irritated every inch of him. It seemed to be enough, but it wasn't.

Arwen doused her own hands with the dwindling holy water, then hesitated for a moment before wrapping them around Isaac's cock.

"Hot... and hard...

Just like Cecily had taught her. Hot and hard, like touching a heated iron club.

She set about satisfying her curiosity, oblivious to Isaac's moans at the unfamiliar stimulus.

The first thing she did, according to Elven tradition, was to anoint the entire erect object with holy water.

Arwen swallowed hard again, then moved her small hands carefully.

Starting at the glans, she moved up and down the shaft, finally reaching the testicles beneath. I had learned all this from Cecily.

Because Isaac's was so large and Arwen's hands so small, it took quite a while to get to every inch of it.

Still, Arwen was eager to please Isaac, even getting aroused when he cupped her bottom in between.

"Hah..."

"Hey, is that okay?"

"Yeah. It feels so good."

"Oh good, I'm glad... hehe."

Arwen smiled ironically at the fact that her touch was arousing Isaac. But she didn't stop touching him.

When she was sure she'd covered every inch of him, she stretched and removed her underwear. Her bra first.

As she unfastened it, a head emerged, large enough to hold in one hand. A shy pink nipple at the end of a pure white fruit.

For a moment, Isaac's eyes were drawn to the pink nipple, much paler in colour than the others, but he quickly stopped her as she began to remove her panties.

"Wait. Are you going to put them right in?"

"Huh? Ho, isn't it enough? Ooh, I can give you more if you want."

Arwen said shyly. Cecily reminded her that if she felt wet down there, he should take off his underwear and get ready.

Then Isaac would take care of it. She said she just had to be quiet and follow his lead.

"That's not good enough."

"Then go back to ------"

"Not me, Arwen, you."

"Kaak?!"

Isaac jerked to his feet and pushed Arwen down onto the bed with a hard shove.

Arwen let out another scream and for a moment the sensation in her chest made her wince.

"Ah, Isaac? Ow!"

Isaac's tongue began to gently lick her pink nipple. At the same time, his large hand cupped the other breast.

Arwen squirmed in panic at the new stimulation, but was restrained. Isaac pinned her down with his legs.

She writhed against the stimulation he offered, but didn't resist.

Below her his throbbing cock radiated heat, above her his hands and tongue teased her breasts.

"Tsk. Tsk."

"Hmph. Haang."

Isaac sucked on her nipples like a newborn baby, gently rolling them in his hands. Arwen realised with a rush of pleasure.

As Cecily had said, she could let Isaac's hands do the work, she didn't have to.

"Arwen."

"Hmph...? Mmph! Churrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Arwen turned her head at Isaac's call, and in an instant his tongue entered her mouth. It starts with even teeth, then snakes and twists like a snake, as if to leave a trail.

But his hands didn't stop. Starting at his chest, they moved lower and lower, caressing the curves of Arwen's back and pelvis.

Not only that, but his cock rested on her stomach, making its presence felt. Every part of her was stimulated, up and down.

Especially both hands. He stroked her lower stomach, pelvis and thighs, hovering teasingly close to her pussy.

When they go further and touch my bottom, my back jumps up.

This is what it feels like to be touched by a man, by someone you love.

I can see why Cecily was so insistent that I stay awake. If I let myself go completely at this rate, I'll probably spend the first night unconscious.

"Chuup. Pooh! Ha ha."

They pulled away after a long, long kiss. Arwen gasped, feeling like her heart was going to burst.

Isaac, on the other hand, remained relaxed and reached for the holy water she had used. Fortunately, there was still half a bottle left.

Since she had used it on him, he should return the favour.

So he poured the sticky holy water into his hand and smeared it over Arwen's still unconscious body.

"Hmph!"

First the stomach, starting with a full bust and ending with a flattering navel.

Then her slender waist and her precious pelvic line.

Isaac applied the holy water as thoroughly as she had done for him. Arwen couldn't help but shiver at the slippery, sticky sensation.

As she closed her eyes and savoured Isaac's touch, his hand slowly began to move towards her pussy.

"Hmph! Oh, Isaac, that's where..."

"Shhh."

Arwen gasped and tried to lift her upper body, but Isaac pushed her back down.

He held his index finger to his mouth as if to say, "Don't do anything," before laughing demandingly.

It felt as if the tables had been turned, but Arwen had no choice but to comply with his demands as if hypnotised.

If there was an incubus in literature, she thought, it would be Isaac.

Sshhhhhhh.

"Hmph. Hmm."   

Isaac rode her, moving up and down the entire length of her pussy, which was covered by her red underwear.

He was in no hurry, as if he was massaging her, warming her up for eating.

A woman's body heats up slowly, unlike a man's. I've learned that over the course of many nights.

So when Arwen's body is properly warmed, you can enter. Until then, you must be patient.

"Arwen."

"Hmph...?" 

Arwen turned her head to the side, opening her closed eyes at his call, and she could see clearly.

His tail, standing tall and strong, having lost none of its strength over time. It had a strange sheen from the holy water.  

'Somehow...'   

It looks delicious. His cock looked delicious, like strawberries soaked in rice wine.

It was an unthinkable thought, but Arwen was so intoxicated by his touch that she couldn't think straight.

Above all, it belonged to the man she loved. It's never dirty, and it's anointed with holy water, so what's the harm.

Besides, Cecily had mentioned that it was one of Isaac's favourite things.

Arwen stared at the object, her eyes duller than before and her mouth slowly opening.

Isaac slowly moved his knees, bringing his cock closer to her face.

"Hmm."

And with that, Isaac's cock was in Arwen's mouth. A cock in the mouth of the Queen of Albenheim.

But Arwen's mouth was too small and her posture was such that only the glans would fit.

"Oomph. Oomph. Oomph. Zzzzz."

"Ha."

Still, it's irritating enough. If anything, this is worse.

Isaac stopped his hand when Arwen started sucking his cock and looked down at her.

She was holding it in her mouth like she was sucking on candy, gently running her tongue over it. It was a display of lasciviousness unworthy of her position as queen.

Were Elves really that lascivious? Or was Arwen, a half-breed, an anomaly?

Whatever the case, I have a strong feeling she's in for a wild first night. Isaac stroked Arwen's hair gently, then resumed his caresses.

Now that Arwen seems as excited as he is, there's only one thing left to do.

Cluck.

"Hmph!"

Isaac pressed a finger to her pussy, hidden beneath her red underwear. Arwen winced at the sudden stimulation.

However, she kept one hand on the shaft and her mouth on the head.

Isaac's fingers moved with increasing excitement, as if he were actually sucking candy.

Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph!"

Isaac poked and prodded with his outstretched fingers, and Arwen spat out the stuff been holding.

One hand was still gripping the staff, but it didn't matter.

Clank, clank, clank, clank! Tsk!

Arwen screamed and squirmed as Isaac's thrusts continued. But no matter how she twisted, she couldn't get his finger out of her vagina.

And as if to tell her not to run from pleasure, Isaac pressed down harder.

Chuahhhh!

Arwen finally came, a fountain spurting from her vagina. Her back arched like a bow and she couldn't even scream.

It was the first time she had ever orgasmed from a man's touch, not her own. The pleasure was unspeakable.

As Arwen shuddered and felt the afterglow, Isaac slipped between her legs.

Then he pulled off her now inadequate red underwear. It's a long, thin line of silk, already stretched.

Soon Arwen's naked body was completely exposed. Isaac's eyes widened at the sight of her pussy.

"Hairless?

Unlike the other women, Arwen had very little hair on her pussy. A few strands, practically none, but at the level of a mana.

There was no sign of waxing, which meant it was natural.

As soon as he realised that, his cock grew hard. It's a clean opening, and you're going to insert yourself into it.

The entrance itself should be easy, as it's been liberally coated with holy water and natural lubrication. But...

Chin...

"Hmph------?"

Arwen barely lifted her head when something hard and hot was placed on her stomach.

And her eyes widened. The length of the thing reached just above her navel.

I knew Isaac's was big, but now that I felt it, it was even bigger than I had imagined.

Arwen swallowed hard and tensed, wondering if she could swallow it all.

"Arwen."

"Ugh, huh?"

"I'll put it in now."

Arwen's thoughts of losing her virginity were thrown out the window.

OK. What's the big deal about the length when there are more important things to do.

Even if I can't swallow it all, at least I can force myself to.

So for now...

"You, put it in..." so that the cock of the man you love can enter more easily.

"I want Isaac's big, glorious cock in..." as you have been taught by your teacher (Cecily).

"Please put it in me..." to stimulate his lust.

Arwen opened her pussy wide with both hands and said as Cecily had taught her.

No shame. Lust was all she had left, having already come once.

Soon her pale pink inner flesh was fully exposed before Isaac's eyes.

"------really."

How could women be so horny on their first night with him?

Isaac smiled, one corner of his mouth twitching upwards, and grabbed his cock with one hand.

He gently stimulated her pussy with the glans before inserting it fully. Arwen felt like she was going crazy from the light stimulation.

Just as Cecily had told him, Isaac was grumpy at night, which made him all the more endearing.

That's why I love him so much, he knows how to please a woman so well.

"Hehe------"

Mmmmmm-

The glans enters Arwen's opening, slowly widening it. It's always a thrill to see the tight hole widen with penetration.

When the glans is almost all the way in, Isaac stops and hugs Arwen tightly.

She squirms in his embrace as he gently touches her ears.

"Arwen."

"Thee, thee..."

"I love you."

"I..."

Swoosh!

Isaac penetrated Arwen before she could react, his large cock disappearing into her vagina.

It would only hurt if he went in slowly anyway, so he might as well do it fast.

"Hmph!!!"

Arwen let out a lustful moan of pleasure as the pain that had stolen her virginity was quickly followed by a rush of pleasure.

All the while, Isaac's cock was still pressing inward. Arwen clamped her mouth shut as she felt it slide along her vaginal walls.

If she didn't stop it, she would moan again.

A thud.

Something hit. Isaac's glans collided with her womb.

Arwen gasped for air as her lower abdomen felt like it was filling up.

Finally, she was one with him. It was a tight hole, but the holy water and her juices made it easy to enter.

Blissful. Arwen shivered as she felt the cock fill her from below. It felt good to have a hot, hard shaft inside her.

Isaac, meanwhile, had taken Arwen's first and was still grimacing.

I expected it, but...

Even as it slammed into her womb, there was still too much of the pole left.

When it comes to sex, size matters. The bigger a man's penis, the more ego he has and the more positions he can try.

It's just a question of whether she can take it all. So far there are three women who have survived the first night: Marie, Cecily and Adelia.

Cecily and Adelia were taller and had wider pelvises, so they were able to swallow the whole of Isaac's cock, while Marie had a little room at the base.

Marie even likes the feeling of her womb being pushed out, so she's anxious to get off.

Anyway, all three women are now settled in and are having a great night.

Isaac, for his part, was able to move his hips wildly and let his lust run wild.

"I guess even a wide pelvis has its limits.

But Arwen is different: she's at least 10 centimetres shorter than the other women.

Even a national treasure's pelvis is large only in proportion, not in size.

If her pelvis was just a little wider, she would have half a column left, but now she has about a third.

I can't put any more in because the glans and the womb are bumping up against each other. It would be too much for me.

Just because it's a fantasy world doesn't mean sex should be like a fantasy world. A woman's body should be treated with respect, and not just on the first night.

It's Arwen's first night too.

Instead of fulfilling your own desires, help Arwen wriggle with pleasure.

To go further would be inconsiderate. At least make sure she's immersed in his cock.

With that, Isaac gently cradled Arwen as she moaned, then carefully moved his hips.

Tsk-tsk-.

"Aaang..."

The cock that filled her lower abdomen slowly slid down. Arwen hugged Isaac's broad back.

His legs lost their grip, so she grabbed his waist. An act she could only perform because she had already given herself to him.

Isaac moved his hips hard in return.

Thud! Thud!

"Hmph!"

The cock that had been scraping down the walls of her vagina slammed into her womb once more. Arwen moaned, her arms and legs bucking.

Isaac stroked her ear gently to encourage her to respond. Ears, one of the most sensitive parts of an elf.

They allow their ears to be touched with pride. It's like giving them everything.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

"Aang! Aang! Haang!"

The weight difference between them was so great that Isaac's huge cock bounced back and forth with the slightest movement.

In addition, the holy water applied to his cock was smeared all over her vagina, and the moisture made it easier for him to slide in and out.

This made her tight hole feel pleasure instead of pain.

Hmph.

"Hmph?!"

Isaac bit Arwen's ear while she was still riding the wave of pleasure.

Not with his teeth, but with a light kiss and a flick of his tongue. He was blatantly teasing her ears, which he advertised as a weakness.

Arwen's lower abdomen tingled at the simultaneous auditory and tactile stimulation, and it drove him mad to have his cock increase the tingling.

On top of that, Isaac's big hands teased her nipples, took them in his mouth and more. He poured every caress he could into Arwen.

Tsk! Tsk, tsk, tsk!

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Arwen's moans grew louder and louder. At the same time, the walls of her vagina began to tighten around his cock.

Isaac realised that she was slowly approaching her climax and he raised his spurts.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The glans thumped against her womb, but Arwen didn't care. Instead, she hugged Isaac tighter, as if she wanted more.

Isaac responded in kind, pushing in a little further, ever so slightly, until he felt the womb give way.

"Hmmm, ooohhh!"

And then, in a surprise move, Isaac kisses her to bring her to full climax.

Pushyyyy!

"Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!"  

Arwen squirted again and reached her second climax. A climax unlike anything she'd ever experienced with a hand.

Arwen flopped around like a fish, feeling her whole body become an erogenous zone as Isaac's cock continued to bounce back and forth.

Arwen's mouth exploded in a cacophony of gibberish as Isaac removed his covering lips.

The Queen's bedchamber is basically soundproofed, but it's loud enough to be heard outside.

"Hmph------ hmph------ hmph------ hmph------ hmph------"

It wasn't long before Arwen was resting, feeling the afterglow of her climax. Her moderately swollen breasts bobbed up and down, glowing with colour.

But Isaac wasn't satisfied. To be honest, it's not even close.

Sex requires a matching weight class to reach climax, and in this case Arwen would be the first to go.

So I sneak up on her face. His cock remains hard.

"Arwen."

"Hah------ huh------?"

Arwen blinked at his call. Through her blurred vision she could make out the hard cock.

She couldn't believe that big thing had penetrated her cunt.

But the night was still long. Lust took over her brain and she jerked her torso up.

I know I wasn't very lucky earlier, but....

Now let's do what Cecily taught us. Arwen gripped his staff with one hand.

But one hand was not enough, she had to use both. Isaac braced his torso with his arms as she began the act.

"Hmmm."

Arwen swallowed the glans in her tiny mouth. Even with just the glans in it, her mouth was full.

But only in her mouth, there was room in her throat. She eagerly ran her hands over the shaft and slowly lowered it into her mouth.

She almost choked when she accidentally touched her uvula, but not quite.

She pushed it in, inch by inch, and before she knew it, half of it was in Arwen's mouth.

"Oomph. Mmmm. Churrrr. Oof.

Arwen's hands never stopped working as she pushed it in as far as she could.

A part of him wanted to shove the whole cock down her throat, but even Cecily had convinced him that this could only be done in a musical cycle.

Instead, this was enough to bring Isaac to his climax. The mixture of holy water and their juices didn't feel strange.

"Tsk. Whoosh. Chuuuuu."

Her mouth sucked eagerly on the cock while her hands slid down the shaft, stimulating the testicles beneath.

As if applying holy water, Arwen closed her eyes and lost herself in the act.

Isaac couldn't stand it any longer as the girlish looking woman licked, sucked and even forced his cock down her throat.

Finally...

Buurrrrr! Gulp! Woof!

I squirted pure white cum into Arwen's tiny mouth. Whether it was Hirt's blessing or the holy water, more than the usual amount came out.

If I'd turned the tap on and off during my night with the other women, now it felt like I'd opened it all the way.

The speed at which I squirted was also very different.

"Ooohhhhhhhhh!"

Arwen didn't pull his cock out even as his cum spurted into her mouth. Instead, she eagerly shook the pole with both hands, as if to squeeze out more.

Isaac couldn't help but moan with pleasure as she literally squeezed him.

I don't know who taught her that, but I have to hand it to her.

For now, there was only a lustful Erof left, not the wise and wise Elven queen.

"The Fountain. Well. Swallow. Hah... delicious..."

Arwen murmured softly as she savoured the sperm that filled her mouth.

Cecily had said it was delicious, even if it was a little bitter because it was Isaac's, but it wasn't bitter at all, on the contrary, it was sweet.

Just enough to make her want to go on. Arwen stared at Isaac's cock with dull eyes.

As if one stroke wasn't enough, his cock was as hard and erect as ever.

"Do you like it?"

Isaac asked, stroking her hair, and Arwen nodded her head vigorously.

"Yes. It's so delicious, I want more, give it to me quickly~"

Her tone was full of affection as she shed her characteristic haoche. She even flirtatiously swayed her slightly raised buttocks.

Isaac lifted the corners of his mouth at the sight of her, already drowning in colour, and then lay back down.

As he lay there, his cock stood tall and proud.

"Why don't you do what you want this time, Arwen, and I'll just help you."

As he said it, Isaac anticipated Arwen's behaviour. The last time he'd seen her, her lower body was shaking.

Unlike the others, she has relatively little physical strength.

First night with Marie was a first for both of them. 

We've been up late, but Arwen's not feeling well.

So I'm going to let her play with her things until she recovers.

"You're disgusting... That's why I love you even more..."

Arwen crawled gently, completely unaware of his devious thoughts.

A light kiss or a brush of her cheek against his towering cock followed. It was exciting and made his cock even harder.

"Isaac really is a... devil."

"Am I?"

"Mmhmm------ I saw it in a book. It said that incubuses are like this..."

Incubus... Isaac smiled at Arwen's words.

An incubus, as everyone knows, is a demon that possesses women. A demon that drains their energy and corrupts them sexually, just like a succubus.

In a way, it was true. There were many beautiful women around him.

And he's even worse than that because he's won over Cecily of the Vicious Cycle.

Ugh.

While Isaac was distracted, Arwen did something unexpected.

He expected her to play with his cock until her stamina returned, but no, she was already consumed with lust.

She aimed the cock at her vaginal opening, hoping to relive the pleasure she had just experienced.

Isaac realised too late and tried to hold her back in surprise.

A snap.

"Ah."

Arwen winced as she forced herself to sit up. The problem was that the glans was already halfway inside her vagina.

So when Arwen hesitated, the whole cock entered her pussy.

Poof!!!

"------!!"

Isaac's big cock, which gravity would never allow to enter, was all the way in.

"Hmmmm------!!"

Arwen jerked her head back as she felt a thunderbolt hit her head and covered her face with her hands.

Then she slowly tilted her head back and looked down. Her hands were still covering her face, but she was looking through her fingers.

And what she saw through her fingers shocked both her and Isaac.

Because...

"Oh, Isaac's cock------" her lower abdomen like an adult cartoon.

"Come on, come on, come on------" because it was sticking out.

"Hehe------"

Still, Arwen laughed viciously, showing no sign of pain.