"Ooh! Ooooh!"
The powerful thrust slammed his tip into the deepest parts of Koyoi's vagina in a single stroke. Koyoi was now Elt's in body and soul; the pain, the shock, all of it turned to pleasure on its way to her brain. And so, just his thrusting all the way inside her was enough to wring a loud cry from her and bring her to climax.
The looks in the eyes of Elt's wives changed from ones of curiosity to ones of warmth. Koyoi was now fully a member of their harem.
"I'm going to move."
Elt's eyes blazed with lust. If he had any worry, it was whether Koyoi could withstand an incubus' thrusts immediately after having her hymen broken. But, he reassured himself, even the pain of losing her virginity felt good to her. Even if he was rough, she would be able to take it. He abandoned restraint.
"Aah! Haaa! D, darling! That feels so good!"
Elt pressed his body against the backs of her thighs and wrapped his arms around her back. Her legs rested on his shoulders, creating an indecent spectacle. Her knees were forced back nearly to her own chest. She experienced the feeling of being made into a tool for sex.
He pistoned his hips up and down, roughly pushing through the flesh of her passage and slamming his head into her cervix with each downward thrust.
“Aah. My husband's using me as a tool! Making me his plaything!”
All he was doing was thrusting his hips, but Koyoi's mind was full of bliss. She was being useful to someone — to her husband, who was right in front of her. That fact kindled warmth in Koyoi's heart.
"Haa, haa. Yes. Koyoi... you feel... great!"
"Thank you very much! You feel, wonderful too, darling!"
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air. It was accompanied by the pair's labored breathing, and the sounds of the surrounding monster girls gasping and rubbing their crotches.
"K, Koyoi, I'm cumming."
Inside Koyoi, his glans swelled. Its raised corona rubbed her pleats even more intensely than before.
"Haaa. You're going... to cum... darling?"
Elt gave several flustered little nods. The movements of his hips changed from large thrusts designed to savor the full length of her vagina to shallow twitches meant to strike and rub the entrance to her womb.
"Oooooh! Cumming!"
Elt squeezed Koyoi tight. His hips thrust even further forward, his swollen glans forcing her cervix slightly open. His urethra was connected directly to her womb. Out of it burst a flood of semen — an order of magnitude more voluminous than after her blowjob — with enough force to reach the inner walls of her uterus.
"Aaaah! Ooh! Darling!"
The direct stimulation to her womb was more than enough to send Koyoi to heaven. Her whole sex clamped down tight, aiding the force of the ejaculation.
Ten seconds passed, then twenty, then thirty.
Spasming and panting, Koyoi's climax continued along with Elt's ejaculation.
Forty seconds. Fifty. Sixty.
Elt gritted his teeth. An incubus' ejaculation went on for a long time. The pleasure of climax remained in his brain for the entire duration.
A minute passed, then two. By the time the pair's bodies relaxed, three minutes had gone by.
Limp and panting, their sexes still joined and bellies pressed together, they gently embraced each other.
"Koyoi," Elt whispered, pressing his cheek against hers. "I'll make you happy as long as you live. I promise. So—"
Her kiss cut his words short. It was a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining as they exchanged saliva. She finished by clinging to his lower lip, and their lips parted, trailing threads of saliva.
"I know. I, Amanomiya Koyoi, will be your wife. I'll stay with you as long as I live."
Entranced, Koyoi once again pressed her lips onto Elt's — her beloved husband's.
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Koyoi surveyed the scenery spread out below her and let out a contented sigh. Pink and purple air hung over Lescatié. Nights in the monster realm were brighter than in Zipangu. Mana dimly illuminated the surroundings so that darkness never obscured the view.
She strained her ears. The area was quiet, and couples' whispered intimacies were faintly audible. Before, when the Order army, stubbornly clinging to reason, had mounted a guerrilla campaign in the region, the air had been full of the sounds of their battles with the monster army. Recently, however, the clangor had subsided. She could really feel that the place was on its way to becoming a full monster realm.
She was in a watchtower at the very top of the castle. Her hair fluttered slightly in the distinctive warm breeze of a monster realm. She liked the view from this spot. The sight of the ongoing resistance failing and falling to the monsters reminded her of her past self.
"I never even knew this place existed," a man's voiced sounded from behind Koyoi. It was Elt, who was watching the monster city of Lescatié with her as she sat on his lap.
"Really? You know this city far better than I do," she responded, brushing her cheek against his neck with a spellbound expression.
"I always dreamed of living in this castle. It was so dazzling I couldn't get a good look at it."
Koyoi twisted her body around to face Elt.
"And now you're the king of Lescatié..." She purred, rubbing the tip of her nose against Elt's breast.
It was Druella who had made Koyoi a monster, and Druella's taste thoroughly colored Koyoi's appearance. The red and white of her kimono had given way to black and purple, and its neckline exposed the upper half of her unrestricted breasts. The bare skin of her chest and arms was inscribed with dark violet designs. The designs on her arms had originally been runes of binding, which Druella had put there to corrupt her. With Druella's guidance, however, Koyoi had overwritten them into runes of pleasure.
"Well, they call me that, but Lady Druella does all the actual ruling," he laughed bashfully.
After turning Koyoi, Druella had launched into a national administration worthy of a daughter of the Overlord. She had instructed the people in the growing of prisoner fruit and other sparsely-tended monster realm flora; she had distributed pamphlets introducing various positions and tools for getting the most out of one's daily sex life to every home; and, of course, she had commanded a monster army to ensnare the guerrilla Order forces in hiding throughout the country.
To be honest, until she had actually seen Druella govern, Koyoi had thought her just another undisciplined, sex-crazed monster. In the massive operation to capture the guerrillas, however, Koyoi had seen her observing enemy movements and flexibly issuing instructions, and repented. She now respected, and feared, Druella from the bottom of her heart.
I could never have beaten her, no matter how hard I tried.
"Still," Elt muttered as if he had remembered something, "I can't believe the others let you be alone with me, Koyoi."
"About that. There's something I want to say to you."
Koyoi's expression, which a moment before had been rapt as she took in her husband's scent, became tense.
"To tell the truth, I'm thinking of going home to Zipangu."
Tears were already pricking at the corners of her eyes.
"Of, of course, I'll come back soon. Only, there's a reason I have to go."
Then, fitfully, Koyoi explained what that reason was. How she had left her elder sister in Zipangu, and how that sister was likely now the head of their clan. How she had been betrothed at a young age, and was now likely married. How she must be suffering due to her two younger sisters' flight, and how she would certainly be concerned for them. Koyoi repeated everything she had explained to Elt's other wives.
"So, I asked Will and the others to let us be alone together, just for today."
Elt could understand that. It was true that they normally clustered around him, squabbling to wash away semen with more semen, but they would willingly withdraw for something like this.
Koyoi had deliberately avoided explaining this to him at the time. When making her request to his other wives, she had done so in the customary style of Zipangu, by facing them and prostrating herself. She knew that they would have immediately accepted her request even if she had not gone that far, and had been too embarrassed to tell Elt about it.
"I see. So that's how it is."
So saying, Elt hugged Koyoi to him, bringing his nose close to the nape of her neck.
"Oh, darling... This is so sudden."
Koyoi's voice was beguiling.
"But Koyoi, even if you hurry back, it takes two weeks to get from here to Zipangu... A round trip means we'll be apart for more than a whole month at the least. I've got to etch you into my mind right now. Besides, this might the first time we've been really alone together," Elt said and breathed deep through his nose.
"You smell nice, Koyoi; strong, but not too strong," he whispered in her ear. A thrill of pleasure raced down her spine.
"Ooh, d, darling... You don't mind the way I smell?" Koyoi almost sobbed, furrowing her brows.
The scent he was smelling was monster-repelling incense, a powerful aroma made only to ward off monsters. Koyoi had learned about the monster realm from Druella, so she now knew that Elt was an incubus — not a monster, but exceedingly close. She had, therefore, been worried that it might cause him to dislike her.
"Of course not. You smell like wood burning, passionate and..."
The Amanomiya clan used agarwood — resin-rich chips of wood that grew heavier the longer they were submerged in water — for its monster-repelling incense. It was known to produce a pleasant aroma when burned.
Her husband accepted a part of her she had been uneasy about. The fact called forth an irreplaceable joy in her heart. And in a monster, such emotions were directly linked to lust. Koyoi's face reddened, and her breath came in hot gasps.
"You can't hold back anymore?"
Koyoi nodded, embarrassed. Her hips wriggled greedily back and forth.
"Not when you're so hard and hot, darling."
Elt's sex was already fully prepared and straining against the fabric.
"That's right. When I smell you and feel your warmth, Koyoi, I can't contain myself."
He lightly brushed her lips with his own.
"I want to be inside you right now, Koyoi. I want us to feel good together."
Such a gentle kiss was not enough to satisfy Koyoi. She licked her husband's lips, tempting out his tongue.
"I... want you in me too... darling. I'll help you... undress," Koyoi whispered, laying hold of Elt's trousers. He lifted his hips to help her.
Her nose twitched. She let out a blissful sigh, then she began breathing deeply.
"You really like this smell, huh, Koyoi?" Elt murmured, blushing.
He had grown more broad-minded toward sex since become an incubus, but he still Koyoi sniffing the smell of his sweat embarrassing — especially when it came to his most private parts.
"Yes, I love it," she answered, smiling. There was no hint of shame in her words; there was only joy.
"I love all of your scents, darling. One whiff, and my mind goes blank. This scent in particular..."
She drew another deep breath.
"Aah... It smells faintly of your essence. It brings it home to me that your lovely cum — the thick, delicious cum that made me a vixen — is inside."
Koyoi squirmed, rubbing her inner thighs together. They made a wet, squelching sound. Her flared and pleated trousers had given way to a skirt, making direct skin-to-skin contact possible. She had not worn underclothes since becoming a monster.
"Your smell's gotten stronger too, Koyoi," Elt teased, twitching his nose.
As concentrate is to fruit, the sticky fluid that oozed from her privates condensed and intensified her scent. As soon as it seeped out, that scent filled the air.
For a while, they just stared at each other. They exchanged no words, but the sounds of their breathing conveyed their feelings more precisely than words ever could.
Elt gave a little nod. Seeing that, Koyoi lifted her hips and slid forward.
"I'll... put... it... in..."
She slowly lowered her hips. There was a wet sound as her vulva made contact with his glans.
"Aah."
Even the warm, light touch of a foreign object on her dripping slit reached her brain as nearly unendurable pleasure. Her thigh muscles quivered, then relaxed. She could no longer support her own weight, and gravity thrust her hips downward.
"So... Ah... fast...! Aaaah!"
One motion brought the head of his penis all the way to her cervix. She faced skyward, panting.
Koyoi's passage tightened, gripping Elt's penis. Then it relaxed, constricted, relaxed, constricted. Her whole sex squirmed and convulsed. A single thrust had brought her to climax.
A monster girl's pleasure derived more from emotion than from physical acts. Having to set out for Zipangu without her beloved husband saddened Koyoi. At the same time, being alone with him fulfilled her desire to monopolize his affections. Then there was the satisfaction that came with his accept her from the bottom of his heart. That single insertion has set all of them off.
"Ooh... I'm sorry... darling..." Koyoi apologized, hanging her head. "I know I need to see to... of your needs, too... but I'm just... pleasuring myself..."
Both her thoughts and her face were slack with ecstasy.
"Don't be silly."
Elt hugged Koyoi gently, but firmly.
"You're my wife, Koyoi. I don't care about... things like that. I'm just glad... that we can... feel good together.
"Actually," he continued, "I'm the one... who has to apologize."
That surprised her. She stared at him, eyes wide.
"I've been wondering... if I'm really the best person to be your husband. I mean... we'd only just met... and there must be a better man for you... back in Zipangu..."
That was as far as Koyoi let him get before she stopped up his mouth with a kiss. Ignoring his stifled protestations, she forced her tongue between his lips and made him swallow her saliva along with his words. He put up a feeble resistance at first, but it soon melted in the face of pleasure. Koyoi waited until she was sure of that before finally releasing his mouth.
"Please, don't say any more," she said with an unusually serious expression. "It may be true that I'm a fool for falling for you at first sight, darling; but!"
The sudden roughness of Koyoi's tone made Elt's shoulders tremble with surprise.
"I don't regret it. Being with you fills me with joy."
She began to thrust slowly back and forth. She continued embracing Elt; only her hips moved like broken clockwork.
"Aaah... When I do this... your cock churns... my dripping vixen cunt..."
She began grinding her hips in circular motions. Elt's rigid member pushed open her fleshy hole and ground against the entrance to her womb.
"Every day... Every day I wonder... if it's alright for me... to be this happy..."
Her expression softened. Her tongue lolled, trailing drool, but she did not care. She was focused solely on the movement of her hips.
Koyoi's face said that all she needed was pleasure. The sight of it made Elt's heart race. His own member was putting a look of heartfelt bliss on the face of the woman before him — his beloved wife. Nothing could do more to fulfill his sexual desires. The overflow of feeling trickled back down into his body as an urge to ejaculate.
"Darling, you've... mmm... gotten even... ah... bigger. You're about to cum... aren't you?" Koyoi panted happily.
She added vertical motion to her thrusts. She twisted her hips with each downward stoke, clenched her vagina, then raised them again.
"Ooh. That's..."
Elt grimaced as he endured the thrills of pleasure creeping through every inch of him.
The densely-packed folds of her vagina tickled the sensitive parts of his penis with each upward stroke. When she thrust down again, her cervix latched onto his tip like a suction cup, or like a gentle kiss.
Both their mouths hung loosely open. Their breath came in pants from deep in their throats.
"Koyoi...!"
He shot her an imploring look. A thrill of pleasure raced up her spine. The way his face looked just before climax always aroused an almost maternal love in her.
"Yes! Yes! Go ahead! Shoot you cum all the way inside me...!" Koyoi somehow managed to gasp.
She covered his lips with her own, wrapped her arms around his back, and squeezed his waist between her legs.
Their bodies were now completely motionless, but only to outside appearances. The pleats and muscles of Koyoi's vagina were moving even more and harder than before. Her hole contracted and relaxed from the base to the tip, moving almost like it was milking a cow's udder. Her fleshy pleats tickled all of his penis' most sensitive parts.
The muscles in Elt's face tightened. A muffled grunt escaped his stopped-up mouth. A moment later, his glans swelled and spewed forth all the semen that had built up in his testicles.
Tears gathered in Koyoi's eyes as she quivered with delight. His urethra and her cervix were pressed tight against each other. Every last drop of semen poured directly into her womb.
She panted and moaned as large tears rolled down her cheeks. She had reached such an extremity of joy that the cascade refused to stop.
Her breath coming in short gasps, she let her chin drop loosely on his shoulder.
"Haa, haa... You're still... cumming..."
Her arms hung limply by her feet.
Elt was gritting his teeth and writhing under the intense pleasure that accompanied his ejaculation. As an incubus, his ejaculation was incomparably longer and more voluminous than it had been as a human. He could now consciously experience ecstasy that would have made a human faint. And because Koyoi was now a monster, she could take enough semen to make her uterus swell up like a balloon without feeling any pain.
At last his orgasm finished. He let out the breath he had been holding in. His body went limp, but he soon put new strength into his arms and hugged Koyoi to him.
She squealed.
"Koyoi," he said, steadying his ragged breathing, "promise me just one thing."
"Yes?" She nodded hesitantly.
"Come back safe."
Koyoi's thoughts were still hazy from her recent orgasm. The words spread through her mind like a pinch of earth in water.
"I promise!"
A few seconds later, grinning from ear to ear, she loudly proclaimed:
"I promise to return home in good health! I, I plan to bring my sister and her fiance with me, so when we get back, I'll introduce you, and..."
Smiling, the pair discussed their plans for the future.
The black sun of the monster realm neared the horizon. The evening sky illuminated the land. It would soon be time for Koyoi to depart. Until then, she would rest a while in what she found the most relaxing place in the world, savoring every bit of the man she loved best in the world.
The End.