Chapter 58

Chapter 58

59: Blood Born – H Emily slowly arched her back, pushing the massively erect penis between Layla’s cleft. The swollen penis, so out of proportion to her slender, soft curves, looked grotesque.

-Thwack.

“Haaah!?” As the wet penis slid smoothly into the crevice, Layla’s relaxed smile crumbled. The face that had been smiling with interest just moments before contorted with pleasure, reduced to that of a mere female. “Hngh!” But Emily, too, felt stimulated by the insertion. The moment it entered Layla’s vagina, the crystallized Arum ruthlessly scraped against Emily’s tender inner flesh due to the pressure. The two naked girls, each emitting lewd moans, intertwined and connected. The two girls, their eyes filled with pleasure, stared at each other as if possessed. After a moment of eye contact, the girl with the blue eyes lifted her head and kissed the red-haired girl looking down at her. “Hmph…” Not to be outdone, Emily also slowly began to sway her hips.

-Squelch! Squelch!

“Ugh!?” Unlike a man’s hot flesh, the crystallized Arum was smooth yet hard. The penis protruding from Emily’s vulva was comparable to Charka’s in size, so Layla felt an intense foreign sensation as always. As the thick glans scraped against Layla’s vaginal walls, an electric current flowed from her lower abdomen and scrambled her mind. Their touching lips parted, and saliva that had not been swallowed dripped from their soft mouths. “Haa, hngh, hwaaah!?” In that communion enveloped in desire, the two girls let out intense moans, not wanting to be outdone by each other.

-Squelch! Squelch!

While writhing from the pleasure squirming in her lower abdomen, Emily did not stop exploring Layla’s body. Unlike herself, whose delicate skin contained firm muscles due to the influence of Heroic Chi Kung, Layla’s body was endlessly soft. Intoxicated by that youthful flesh and fresh scent, Emily frantically explored and licked Layla’s fair skin, soft breasts, smooth neckline, and beautifully defined collarbone.

-Slap, Squelch!

As the snow-white Layla and the slightly less white, tanned Emily’s bodies intertwined on the bed, the bed began to shake violently. “Hngh, hwaaah, haaah!?” Watching Layla moan with a face disheveled by lust, Emily felt something boiling inside her. It was the desire as a male that she had once thought she had lost. That desire to possess and satisfy the woman before her was surging from the depths of Emily’s heart. But at the same time, she was succumbing to the pleasure as a woman. The hardened Arum roughly violated Layla’s inner flesh, and as a reaction, Emily’s vagina was also being scraped.

-Squelch! Squelch!

“Haaah, hngh!?” As the hardened surface’s irregularities scraped against Emily’s vaginal walls, Emily let out a lewd moan from her mouth, stopping her insertion. But even in the pleasure of scraping her inner flesh, Emily did not stop shaking her hips like a beast.

-Squelch! Squelch!

Whether it was the instinct as a male to violate Layla, or the instinct as a female to want the tip of the hardened penis to ravage her inner flesh even more fiercely, she herself did not know. Emily simply pursued pleasure, shaking her hips violently. “Haa, hngh, Emily…” In the surging waves of dreamlike pleasure, once again the golden-haired girl lifted her head and kissed Emily. As red lips filled with desire, not affection, met, the girls’ soft tongues intertwined in the kiss, exploring each other’s inner flesh. As the two girls’ bodies intertwined, Layla was the first to reach her limit. Every time the penis, which was comparable to Charka’s, pressed against her cervix, Layla felt a pleasure that seemed to bring her to the brink of climax, and her body, already aroused by the alcohol, actively accepted that pleasure.

-Squelch! Squelch!

Amidst the creaking of the bed and the lewd orgy of intercourse, Layla felt something bursting from deep within her body. “Hmph!?” Layla’s slender body arched like a crescent moon, and a wave of pleasure washed over her entire body from head to toe. Pinned beneath Emily’s soft yet firm body, Layla trembled in the irresistible tide of pleasure.

-Sploosh!

Perhaps because she felt such an intense climax, a clear liquid began to gush like a fountain from between Layla’s pink cleft. She was squirting because she felt an intense orgasm from Emily’s rough movements.

-Grip.

As a wave of intense sensation washed over her entire body, Layla stretched out her limbs and tightly gripped the sheets with her fair hands and slender fingers. Her mouth, violated by the red flesh, could not even utter a moan, and a transparent liquid gushed like a fountain from her vulva. Because they were sharing a passionate kiss, she could not see it, but Emily also realized that Layla had climaxed. Emily felt the warm bodily fluids gushing from her skin and soaking her body, but she did not stop her hips.

-Squelch! Squelch!

Rather, like an aroused beast, she ravaged Layla’s body, shaking her hips even more violently. It was because she knew that the more she didn’t show mercy, the more roughly she treated her, the more Layla would be pleased. Even immediately after experiencing a climax, Emily’s movements did not stop. Layla, pinned beneath her, was moaning and howling like a beast at the stimulation of the penis ravaging her sensitized body. And Emily, too, was reaching her limit.

– Squelch, Squelch!

– Creak, Creak.

The bed creaked violently, and Layla’s convulsing body shook violently in time with Emily’s movements. “Hngh, hngh!” Embracing Layla, who was letting out rough moans like an aroused beast, Emily shook her hips violently. As roughly and strongly as she could. And after a while. Emily trembled with the waves of orgasm bursting from her body, and collapsed, covering Layla’s body. // The bursting desire was not over yet. Emily and Layla had both mastered Yin Demon Art, and were fresh 16-year-olds. As such, it was only natural that their sexual desire was strong and their stamina was high.

-Squelch! Squelch!

“Hngh, hngh!” Emily had Layla’s legs on her shoulders and was shaking her hips violently. That position, to insert the risen Arum’s penis as deeply as possible, resembled the position a man would take to impregnate a woman, pushing his penis all the way to the cervix. It was a position that would be burdensome even with a short penis, but what was now growing between Emily’s legs was a penis of enormous size, comparable to Charka’s manhood. Every time it stabbed deep inside her body and pressed against her abdomen, Layla felt an unbearable pleasure. It was a position that would cause pain to an ordinary woman, but Layla, who had gained strong physical abilities with the power of Ironclad Body, only felt overwhelming pleasure.

-Thud! Thud!

But Emily didn’t even pay attention to Layla’s words and continued to shake her hips. Her movements, pressing down forcefully while tightly gripping Layla’s hands, were reminiscent of when she mingled bodies with Charka. “Hngh, hngh!?” Surely, she could escape if she wanted to. Emily was slamming her hips down with the momentum to break Layla, and no matter how strong Layla was, it wasn’t as if she didn’t feel any pain. But that pain, on the contrary, made Layla give up trying to escape. Due to the countless rough violations she had experienced in Lakers, Layla had been conditioned to feel even greater pleasure the more she was tormented and suffered. For her, Emily’s movements, which seemed to press down on her uterus, only returned as great pleasure. Layla spread her legs and placed them on Emily’s shoulders, and as she was pinned down and moaning, she felt as if she had become a hole solely for receiving a cock. That wasn’t much different from reality. Emily was treating Layla as she wanted, not as a lover, but as an onahole for relieving sexual desire. Even if there was consideration for Layla underlying that action, the result was the same. In the midst of violent movements that seemed to paint her mind white, Layla smiled with pleasure. ‘This, I might get addicted to…’ Although it was half-assed sex that couldn’t obtain essence, it wasn’t so bad. Perhaps because of the influence of once being a man, Emily knew how to explore a woman, even if she had the appearance of a cute girl. Not the gentle sex of the past, but violent sex that seemed to suppress the other person. Sometimes, wouldn’t something like this be okay? It wasn’t that she loved Emily, but Layla also thought of her as special. “Hngh!?” With the sensation of a foreign object stabbing in violently once again, a moan escaped from Layla’s mouth. Feeling the thoughts that had come to mind being erased by pleasure, desire surged from within her heart. In her fading consciousness, Layla reached out to Emily. For now, she was just enjoying this moment. // Emily slowly lowered her head and looked at her partner, who was breathing heavily. Of course, Emily was just as exhausted from the intense sex, and rough breaths were escaping from her mouth as well. “Haa, haa…” Layla’s appearance, stretched out on the sheets and letting out affectionate moans, was lewd yet beautiful. Even though she had accepted countless men into that body, there was not even a trace of violation left on Layla’s body. The pink areola and nipples were still fresh and pure, and the split cleft of her vulva was as clean as that of a virgin who had never experienced it. Emily knew that it was the harmony of Yin Demon Art, which beautifully maintained the body, and Ironclad Body, which made it as hard as iron. And she also knew that she, too, would soon spread her legs for countless men like Layla and crave their semen. Wasn’t that the Yin Demon Art she had learned for? In this world where the means of accumulating energy were extremely limited, intercourse with men was almost the only way to build up internal energy. “…..” She didn’t feel particularly sad or despairing about that fact. She was already prepared. In fact, there was nothing to be prepared for. Perhaps, she had been looking forward to it. She wasn’t alone, Layla was by her side. If she was with her, she would be able to see Layla’s appearance becoming even more disheveled, lewd, and defiled than she was now. Thinking that way, she thought it wouldn’t be so bad to become vulgar together. She liked seeing Layla’s face, pinned by Charka’s massive penis and howling like a bitch. The sight of the girl she held in her heart being crushed under the giant body of an orc was beautiful. When she saw those scenes, a corner of her heart ached, but her body heated up. Emily was flustered by that depraved pleasure, but she accepted that part of herself in her heart. As she had done until now, Layla would accept the desires of countless men into that body. The golden hair that seemed to contain the sun would be stained with white lust, and the red lips would diligently serve the vulgar men by sucking their penises. How beautiful would it be to see her beautiful and pure face covered in murky semen, and her slender and white body trampled under the rough hands of men. That piercing she had seen someday.

Even though she’s removed it now, I wanted to see Laila with it on again. If only I could see her face, screaming in pleasure beneath countless men. Just imagining being able to witness that beautiful sight up close, and even participate, made my heart race and my body burn. “….” The fact that I’m thinking like this, I’m definitely not normal. Deep inside, Emily’s heart desired to see Laila defiled, like the women in the AV videos she saw in her past life. ‘….Crazy bitch, I am…’ Emily lightly mocked herself for thinking that way, then looked down at Laila, who was disheveled and savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. She herself didn’t know how her heart had become like this. Was it the power of demonic cultivation? Or was it her own inherent nature? Perhaps it was an unfulfilled longing stemming from loss. Emily closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again. Laila was still lying there before her. A girl her age who looked even younger than herself. A friend from a past life she didn’t know. “….?” Suddenly, Laila’s blue eyes turned to Emily. Perhaps because she was coming out of the afterglow of pleasure. Laila had a faint smile on her lips and nodded her head towards Emily. Seeing that, Emily smiled back. What did it matter anyway? Clearly, her heart was twisted. But the direction it was pointing was definitely not wrong. “….” Emily reached out and brushed back Laila’s hair, which was rising and falling with each breath. Watching the golden waves slip through her fingers, she smiled softly. Even though it was stained with dark desires, her touch and smile towards her clearly contained warm affection. ———= Author’s Notes ———= Added NTR resistance to protect Emily’s mental state.