Fallen Brides: Merce — 70% Done

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Today's update is short. A week of blizzards and a very long flight of front steps I have to keep clear have significantly reduced the free time I have to work on translations. This week does, however, finally reach the end of this sex scene. (It clocks in at just under 10,000 words.)

As usually, expect more next Wednesday. All comments and corrections are appreciated.

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Elt was damp with post-coital sweat. I squeezed our bodies closer together so that his smell would seep into me, and mine would seep into him. Every inch of me took in the feel of his skin on mine. He was flushed so hot I worried I might melt. I could feel it with my chest, my belly, my snake tail... and with my hips as I pressed them down.

I had Elt's cock farther inside me than ever before. I was joined to him more deeply than ever before. I sensed — and savored — it with every frill and fold of my passage. Ecstasy was grinding against my cervix.

"I like... that look on you... Aah..."

I put my hands on either side of Elt's head and held it in place so that I could enjoy every change in his expression.

I began by slowly wriggling my pussy, using it to lap at his cock. It was a move designed to caress Elt's cock and give him pleasure, but also to feel him in me more intensely and help me gorge myself on bliss. The raw pleasure of it was less than thrusting, but I was entranced by Elt's warmth on my skin.

Elt must have been enjoying my warmth too, because his eyelids drooped and he started moaning again. His hips quivered with every wiggle of my pussy. His cock twitched to let me know he was feeling it.

Pressed against each other like this, I could feel Elt's every little response to the pleasure I was giving him. Even the smallest of them filled me with joy.

All the while, I was staring at Elt, and he was staring back at me. We both enjoyed watching pleasure change the looks on each other's faces.

"Nnh... Aahn... Feels good... doesn't it...?"

"Ooh... Aah... Ah..."

I started tightening and loosening around his cock, gradually picking up my pace. He looked a little frustrated every time I relaxed, but that only enhanced his look of pleasure when I clamped down tight again. Both his faces were adorable.

"We're just... getting started..."

"Aah... Ooh... Aah..."

Now that I was a monster, I could consciously control ever one of the frills and folds that lined my vagina. I coiled them around his corona while I focused my tightness on his tip. Then, I used my wiggling to thoroughly, carefully stroke him over and over again.

Elt's responses were getting more and more pronounced. I could hear more pleasure in his moans.

"Aaah...!"

"Ooh... Elt...!"

An especially powerful stroke sent a jolt through his whole body. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me like he was clinging for dear life. It was the first deliberate move Elt had made toward me. It was only a hug, but it made my heart shiver with joy. It was so exhilarating I thought I might cum.

"I love you...! I love you...! Ah... Mph... Mmm..."

"Ah...! Aaah... Mercè... Mph...? Mmm...!"

My darling Elt's embrace made me swell with love. And with my love came my lust. My womb had just gotten a load of his essence, but it still started throbbing for more. Overcome with emotion, I lost myself in throwing my love and lust into Elt.

I wriggled and tightened my vagina like I was using it to chew on his cock, rubbing every fold of my passage against him and giving both of us even more pleasure.

Elt's lips were wet with drool and flushed a pleasant, healthy red. I hugged his head close to steal a passionate kiss. My suction was so strong that it pulled his saliva up against the force of gravity.

I thrust my tongue into him without relaxing my vagina. His mouth was overflowing with a feast of sweet saliva. Partway through, Elt stuck his own tongue out to rub against mine. He was clumsy, but he was showing that he wanted me. We wanted each other. An indescribable pleasure welled up in my heart. I couldn't believe that anything could ever feel better.

I responded to his outstretched tongue my coiling my long, thin one around it. He did his best to respond in kind while pressing his lips against mine. Elt's active participation didn't make much difference physically, but every rub and brush of his tongue now sent sweet thrills through mine.

I redoubled my efforts to make sure that Elt enjoyed the kiss as much as I was. That made him want me even more. His arms tightened around me. I responded by tightening my snake half around him. It was a little hard to breath, but that only enhanced the pleasure of pressing our bodies together.

He was staring at me. I could see his eyes blaze with lust even as they drooped with ecstasy.

We were seeking each other, lifting each other to new heights of pleasure. My euphoria was bringing me to climax with startling speed. Elt's cock was twitching energetically inside me as well. He'd already cum four times, but he seemed ready to do it again any moment. His actively seeking pleasure might have had something to do with that.

Just as the hot ecstasy stored up in my womb burst, Elt quivered and hugged me even tighter. His cock, still buried in my innermost depths, began to throb powerfully. It was about to treat my womb to a feast of semen.

My whole, cum-hungry sex moved instinctively, even in the midst of orgasm. I supported it with conscious control of my vagina and cervix. I tightened rhythmically, squeezing his cock from base to his tip, adding and subtracting pressure to match its pulsations. I wriggled my fleshy folds, licking every inch of his ejaculating cock to add even more pleasure to his orgasm. I kissed his tip with my cervix, grinding down on it and sucking the semen out of his urethra and into my womb.

A strong flow of cum was being pumped into me in the midst of my mind-blowing orgasm. The deeper into my womb it got, the more vivid the intoxicating taste and searing pleasure coursing through me became.

I was spasming with pleasure, but my coils never loosened their grip on Elt. Climax had made my whole body more sensitive, and I was using every inch of it to take in the warmth and feel of his. Elt was shaking, but he was still hugging me right back. I could feel his tiniest movement, from his chest to the tips of his toes. It felt like I'd become one with him, like the heat of our bodies had melted the border between them. Feeling all of my darling's body with all of mine gave me a sense of fulfillment and mind-numbing bliss.

I cradled Elt's head, coiled my tongue tighter around his, and pressed my lips against his, sucking on them. I wanted to join our mouths as well. I wanted us to dissolve into each other. The pleasure — the feeling of oneness — I got from touching his skin was nothing compared to what I got from his soft, hot lips. The ecstasy of it was blotting out my thoughts.

Orgasming together while I was coiled around Elt, hugging him, greedily devouring his lips, his tongue, and his cock — feeling every fiber of his being — filled me with an unbelievable pleasure. It was like I was climaxing with my entire body. The pleasure filling me turned right into joy.

My blissful orgasm didn't end until I'd sucked out even the semen left in his urethra and stored it securely in my womb. Then came a feeling of comfort. All my sensations seemed fainter.

I slowly disengaged my lips from Elt's, uncoiled our tongues, and pulled back to give him breathing room. The tide of ecstasy was receding, but I could still taste the semen he'd poured into my womb. I could still feel the heat and pleasure of it seeping through me from the inside.

"Elt... I'll make you feel even better, so... fill up my womb... Let me have your baby... Mmm..."

He still hadn't cum enough to fill my womb completely. I might feel full, but I still wanted him to pour more into me. Much more. The more of his essence I had inside me, the more intense the flavor — and the pleasure — would be. Plus, I wanted my darling Elt's baby so much I could hardly stand it. That was another reason I'd need to get him to cum in me in me over and over again until my womb was full — to increase my chances to get with child.

Elt was still catching his breath. He heard what I said, but all he could do in response was pant. Just thinking about getting pregnant with his child made my womb ache so much that I couldn't wait even the short time it would take him to be able to answer. Before he had a chance to say anything, I stole another kiss, sucking on his tongue and thrusting mine back into his mouth.

His cock was still hard and helpfully acting as a stopper to keep any semen from leaking out of my womb. I delighted in the flavor of it as I started wriggling again to make sure he enjoyed it too.

Elt couldn't speak, but he still answered me by twining his tongue around mine and hugging me harder.

I drilled the pleasure my body could give into the marrow of Elt's darling bones. All the while, my heart was dancing in anticipation of the greatest joy a woman could have — bearing the child of the man she loved.

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