She arranged her legs in an âMâ shape to afford me a clear view. I felt her soft flesh against the tip of my member.
As I stood poised to penetrate her at any moment, Iris uttered her final words.
âMy virginity, preserved for 517 years to serve my master⦠please accept it.â
ââ¦â¦.â
No, why would you say that?
I fought the urge to leap to my feet and spank Irisâs ass right now.
Instead, Iris nodded wordlessly, and with a determined look on her face, she finished lowering her waist.
Tsk tskâ¦.
âUgh!â
The sensation of being forced into a narrow opening.
A tightness stronger than I could have imagined began to wrap around my glans.
By the time Irisâs vagina had passed my glans and swallowed a bit of my shaft, I could faintly feel something thin tearing at the tip.
âHmph.â
A stifled groan that resembled a hiccup. Warm droplets of water were dripping down my upper body, a trickle of oozing blood from the junction.
There was pain or something else.
Irisâs relatively calm face contorted, the corners of her mouth quivering.
âUh, how is it, Master? Did you like my virgin pussy?â
âWell⦠I wonât know until I feel it all the way in.â
I grabbed Irisâs thin waist and slowly pulled her down.
She squeaked.
âMmph!â
Irisâs lower belly suddenly bulged out.
Either because she was so petite or because my cock was so big.
Probably both.
I could see the shape of my cock from the outside.
Maybe I was staring too hard; Iris realized it and leaned back.
Then she thrust her lower belly at me.
âHmph⦠Master. Can you feel me well?â
âUh, I can see why you are so confident for your first time.â
It was so lewd.
The only problem was that it was impossible to go all the way through.
I was about a quarter of the way in, and I could already feel her womb at the tip of my glans.
Well, maybe it was because it was her first time, or maybe it was because she just put it in without much foreplay.
Anyway, it was true that Iris tried harder than I expected.
I grabbed her wrist, which was still faintly trembling, and pulled her closer.
âHuh?â
Iris was lying on top of me, her lower body still connected to mine.
I stroked her hair gently.
âGood girl.â
âMaster. How old am I, and thisâ¦.â
âYou gave your virginity to me, so I must reciprocate.â
ââ¦Then how about we postpone Elishaâs turn until another day?â
âAre you still talking about that? No, I canât do that. But I can make it up to you, Iris, for a little while.â
âIâm not asking for anything in return.â
âFive hundred and seventeen years is more than I can imagine.â
âItâs a long time, even for an elf like you, and even longer for a master who has just come of age.â
She buried her face in my upper body, which tickled me a little.
âWhen you say youâve been a virgin all this time, doesnât that mean youâve been fantasizing about your first time?â
ââ¦â¦.â
As soon as my words ended, Iris pressed her lips tightly together. Although I couldnât see her face from this angle, I could easily guess she must be making a complicated expression right now.
I gently patted Irisâs back and waited quietly. Soon after, a cautious voice reached my ears.
ââ¦I wish you would hug me tightly.â
âOkay.â
I put more strength into my arm wrapped around Irisâs small back. Tight enough to feel a bit stuffy. Or enough to stop the trembling.
âNext, a kiss with the eternal vow⦠No, just a kiss will do.â
âWait a moment.â
I pulled out halfway and lifted Iris.
Our noses almost touched due to the close distance.
I briefly looked at Irisâs moist blue eyes, still not fully dried from tears, and then, nevertheless, our lips met.
Smack.
I didnât use my tongue. It was a light kiss where only our lips lightly touched and then separated.
The feel of her small lips. I felt Irisâs breath tickle my neck as I asked again.
âAnother? Is there something else you want to do?â
ââ¦Ears.â
âHuh?â
âI want you to touch my ears. If possible, with affection, please.â
Affection, huh?
How should I go about showing affection?
While Irisâs appearance was beyond outstanding, I naturally held a basic fondness for her.
But if asked whether I liked Iris, that was a different issue altogether. After all, she didnât even appear in H&A, and we only met yesterday.
Did she take my silence as a negative sign? Iris drooped her head with a gloomy voice.
ââ¦Thatâs enough. This is good enough.â
âNo. Wait a second.â
I stared at Irisâs face and reached out my hand.
Starting with the lips we had just kissed.
After caressing the moist and soft lips for a while, I raised my hand a bit and swept her smooth cheek with the back of my hand.
And then her nose, forehead, chin, etc. I touched Irisâs face, which was about the size of my palm, here and there.
â¦If it were Carla, whenever we had a skinship like this, she would seem lovelier.
Sure enough, I felt the touch of my hand on Iris had changed slightly.
It wasnât just my imagination; Irisâs expression seemed to be expecting something.
Carefully, I brought my hand to Irisâs ear.
A unique feeling of not just softness but also her long cartilage being touched.
Was this what an elfâs ear felt like?
I stroked along her earlobe or gently tickled the inside, caressing her entire ear as if to tease her.
Each time I moved my hand, Irisâs eyes became more and more hazy.
Like she was drunk on sleep, or alcohol, or maybe the atmosphere.
And then.
ââ¦Ah.â
Irisâs expression gradually became more relaxed, and soon she brought out a faint smile.
There were no particular words, but seeing her ears twitching intermittently, it seemed like I did it right.
âDo you like it?â
âI was half giving up, but⦠This is nice.â
It wasnât just talk; I could feel from below that Irisâs pussy had become a bit more sticky.
In simple terms, her vaginal fluids were flowing out while her ears were being touched.
I knew that an elfâs ear was a special part, but I didnât know it was to this extent.
Now, really having nothing more to wish for, Iris started to wriggle her waist by herself and playfully narrowed her eyes.
âMaster. Do you know about this?â
âWhat?â
âElves highly value chastity for a reason, and other races fantasize about elf training for a reason too.â
âIs there a reason for that?â
Wasnât it just because they had a long life span and valued their ancient traditions, or perhaps it was the fantasy created by the desire to defile a mystical being?
âOf course, what you mentioned is one of the reasons. However, there is a direct reason as well. The Academy is a place where various races gather, and you might have heard about it, Master. Elves have sensitive senses, as the rumor goes.â
âRight. Thatâs why, even when a person whispers softly, theyâll understand them perfectly.â
âYouâre well informed. Then, do you also know that these sensitive senses include not only the five senses but also sexual sensitivity?â
âUhâ¦?â
I was genuinely surprised and unknowingly made a dumb sound.
And there, Iris, having become accustomed to my âthingâ moving inside her, gave a sly smile.
âThink about it. What will happen if someone becomes addicted to pleasure that is several times stronger than what others feel?â
âThey wouldnât be able to live a proper life, right?â
âExactly. Thatâs why elves have strong values about chastity. Otherwise, they would spend hundreds of years indulging in sex. Itâs a value system naturally formed over time.â
ââ¦So the other races fantasize about training elves because?â
âBecause itâs actually possible.â
âAre you serious?â
Were they really that erotic?
Iris, shockingly, spoke of these things as if they were completely normal. But that wasnât the end of her explanation.
âMaster, you might not fully know this, but⦠elf ears are especially sensitive organs. I donât really like this comparison, but to make it easier to understand, itâs like the antennae of insects, a place that comprehensively manages all senses.â
ââ¦So touching the ears with affection is?â
âItâs like caressing the whole body with affection.â
That explains why she got wet just from me touching her ears.
I nodded as if I understood, but Iris wasnât done talking yet.
âIf someone touches our ears directly, we can vividly feel the inner thoughts of that person, like their hand movements or heartbeat. Itâs not completely accurate, but we can infer from that.â
Saying this, Iris grunted as she raised her upper body.
Just like when she first inserted my âthingâ, Iris took a cowgirl position and grinned.
âIn that sense, the touch of Master just now was really good.â
âWhat did it feel like?â
âThat part is a secret. â¦But I must say, for a moment, I forgot that I was a slave.â
Come on, donât be stingy. Tell me in detail.
Iris laughed at my dumbfounded expression.
âDonât make such a face. We have more important things to do now, right?â
âWhat⦠Huh!â
Rustle.
A tingling pleasure rose from my lower body as Iris moved her hips once.
âUm. This is better than thatâ¦â
Seemingly uncomfortable with just moving her hips, Iris spread her legs in an âMâ shape, crouched down, and lifted and lowered her buttocks.
Bump!
âKuhâ¦!â
The small sound of her buttocks hitting my abdomen was followed by a much more intense pleasure than before.
The movement was clumsy, but because the tightness was strong, it was possible.
Seeing my reaction, Iris nodded with satisfaction.
âIs this how itâs done? It hurts a bit, but Iâll endure it.â
And then I followed Irisâs movement.
Thrust. Thrust.
âUh⦠Haaangâ¦â
Every time my âthingâ moved in and out of Iris, part of her vaginal wall seemed to follow it out.
It was a sight so erotic that it was hard to look away.
Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle.
âHmph⦠anghâ¦.â
Irisâs breasts were so cute that they didnât jiggle, no matter how hard I squeezed them.
However, the sight of her long hair fluttering everywhere was quite addictive.
Thrust. Thrust.
âAaahn⦠haangâ¦.â
As if the touch on her ear earlier had flipped some kind of switch, Irisâs voice suddenly became aggressive, and a hint of excitement seeped into her voice.
I was beginning to realize that the elf hadnât been lying about her sensitivity.
The sensations in my lower body shifted slightly in response.
The tightness loosened just the right amount, and more juice flowed out, making it easier to move.
It was as if Irisâs pussy was adapting to the shape of my cock.
There was still no finesse to Irisâs technique, but⦠her pussy was a masterpiece.
Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
âAaanh! Annngh! Ahhhh!â
The sensation of ejaculation was already tickling my tailbone.
Yep. I couldnât help but admit it.
I desperately wiggled my hips. The tears in the corners of her eyes were visible because the pain wasnât over yet.
Her pussy was clenching in all the right places, and her moans of pleasure were escaping through the pain.
Everything about Iris, swaying her hips above me now, was erotic.
It was hard to believe I had just broken her virginity.
But I couldnât let her get away with this.
I reached for Iris, who was flailing between pain and pleasure.
âHeuk?!â
Iris let out an odd sound as I suddenly grabbed her clitoris.
There was a momentary contraction of her vagina. A sign that Iris had reached a mild climax.
Taking advantage of the moment, I rubbed Irisâs clit viciously with my thumb.
âHic! Master, Master⦠Stop⦠Hic!â
Iris shook her head from side to side, begging me to stop, but⦠I ignored her and continued to stimulate her.
âHeheâ¦!â
The increasing pleasure pushed my cock and her vagina even closer together.
The increased tightness caused even more intense pleasure.
It was an exponential cycle of pleasure.
âHmmm⦠hmmmâ¦! If itâs like this, Iâll cum tooâ¦!â
The momentum was good, but as I felt myself getting closer to release, Irisâs grip on my waist weakened.
So I grabbed her slender waist and shook her up and down.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
âAaangh?!â
A wild movement, as if I were using an onahole.
Iris made a sound like she was gasping for air, but she didnât seem to care and continued to spurt.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Soon, an intense sensation of ejaculation shot up my spine.
Sensing that I couldnât hold back any longer, I ejaculated all over Irisâs insides.
Squirt! Squirt!
A strong jet of semen hit Irisâs womb, and I wondered if it was the last of it.
âAaaangh!!â
Iris, still impaled on me, spewed out her tide in a loud voice.
Driiiipâ¦.
A small puddle of water formed on my upper body, my eyes were half-open, and my entire body twitched intermittently.
âAh.â
Was it too much?
It was her first time, so I tried to keep it normal, but halfway through, Iris started acting so dirty that I couldnât stand it.
I tried to pull my cock out of her pussy to give her a break.
Slide.
Iris stopped me with her tiny palm.
âOh, no.â
âWhat?â
âNot now, isnât it Elishaâs turn next? Do a little more. I can do more.â
ââ¦You havenât given up on that yet.â
Her eyes were unfocused from her first taste of climax, but the determination in them was steadfast.
After a momentâs consideration, I nodded.
âOkay. Letâs see how long you can hold out.â
Truth be told, Iâd like to taste a little more of Irisâs pussy.
Thrust!
âAaangh!â
Instead of pulling out my cock like Iris wanted me to, I arched my back.
I didnât know how many times Iâd made her cum like that.
âIris?â
ââ¦â¦.â
No answer. She was completely out of it.