An Unexpected Encounter in a Remote Village
Their journey had been going on for days, through green meadows, dense forests, and barren hills. The Boar Hat Bar, led by the mighty Hawk Mother, became a temporary home for Meliodas, Elizabeth, and Hawk. To replenish their dwindling coffers, Meliodas decided to stop at a small, bustling village. The smell of damp earth and firewood smoke greeted them, and before long, the "Boar Hat" sign was back up, inviting travelers and locals alike.
The bar doors swung open, and it wasn't long before customers began trickling in. Amidst the boisterous crowd, a dashing young man entered. His blond hair fell over his forehead, contrasting sharply with his sun-tanned skin. This was John, a lustful rascal with shifty eyes always on the lookout for an opportunity. He took a seat near the bar, his eyes scanning the area until they landed on Elizabeth.
Elizabeth, in her simple yet elegant dress, was serving customers with a sincere smile and slightly awkward yet charming gestures. When John ordered a drink, Elizabeth served it to him. At that moment, John was captivated. Elizabeth's innocent beauty, her clear gaze, and her slender figure captivated him. He felt as if he were seeing an angel lost in the mortal world.
"One more," John said, his voice a little hoarse, his eyes never leaving Elizabeth. "And… can you serve me again?"
Elizabeth, in her innocence, simply smiled and nodded. "Of course, sir."
John continued to order, one glass after another, not out of thirst, but out of a desire to be served by Elizabeth. His sharp eyes observed her every movement, every soft, involuntary sigh she let out as she lifted the tray, every innocent expression on her face. A cunning plan began to form in his mind, a plan that glistened with the promise of personal pleasure.
John's Evil Plan
Amidst the hustle and bustle of the bar, where Meliodas was busy in the kitchen preparing his "special" dish and Hawk was busy munching on leftovers, John decided this was the right time. He called out to Elizabeth in a mock urgency.
"Miss… excuse me for interrupting, my name is John," John began, his face taking on a mock-concerned expression. "I… I have a small matter outside. It's very urgent. Could you… help me for just a moment? Just a moment, I promise."
Elizabeth, with her kind and innocent nature, didn't suspect anything. Her desire to help was immediately aroused. "Oh, of course, sir. I'll help you, I'm Elizabeth."
Meliodas, who was stirring something in the kitchen, muttering, "Mmmh… what a unique aroma, this will definitely be my best-selling dish!…", was oblivious to the conversation. Hawk, whose mouth was full of leftover meat, was busy muttering, "This meat… this meat is so delicious, better than the one I tasted in Liones palace… Mmm…"
Unbeknownst to Meliodas and Hawk, Elizabeth innocently followed John out of the bar. Their footsteps parted the crowd and headed toward the darkness that was beginning to envelop the corners of the village.
They walked a few meters away from the bar entrance, towards a quieter area behind the other buildings. The night air was starting to grow chilly, and the sound of crickets could be heard. Elizabeth searched for the item John had mentioned, her innocent eyes scanning the bushes.
In the darkness that enveloped the outskirts of the village, John dragged Elizabeth behind a thicket of bushes, out of sight and hearing. The cold night air prickled her skin, but Elizabeth felt an unfamiliar heat spread through her body, a mixture of fear and confusion. John then turned Elizabeth to face him, holding the princess tightly by the shoulders.
"Miss… Oh, Miss," John began, his voice hoarse and full of fake pain. His face was filled with a convincing expression of pain, making Elizabeth even more worried. "I… I don't feel well. It hurts so much… Ohh… it's so excruciating."
The kind, innocent, and naive Elizabeth immediately panicked. "What? Does it hurt? Where, sir? Tell me! I… I'll try to help you! We have to get back to the bar right away, Meliodas can definitely help!"
John shook his head weakly, a sly smile tugging at his lips. "No… no need, Miss. This… this is a strange disease. The source is right here…" John then took Elizabeth's hand, guiding it towards his crotch, where the unmistakable hard lump of his penis was clearly visible beneath the fabric of his pants. "This… this is the source of all my pain. If it… if it could just relax… I'm sure I'd feel better. Help me, Miss… Please."
Elizabeth's face immediately turned bright red. Her eyes widened, embarrassment and confusion filling her. She had never imagined something like this. However, seeing John's pained expression and his genuine willingness to help, she could only nod slowly, even though her brain was still processing what she had just heard.
"O-okay… Sir…" Elizabeth muttered, her voice barely audible.
John smiled with satisfaction. He then unbuttoned his belt without hesitation, pulling down his trousers and underwear. Elizabeth swallowed hard. Before her, John's large, hard cock stood erect, exuding a strange aura, both frightening and strangely… alluring. Fear gripped her, but beneath it, a hint of forbidden curiosity lurked. She gathered her courage, took a deep breath, and decided to help anyway, true to her good nature.
"Mmm… like this…" John instructed, his voice growing a little heavy. "Could you… kneel down, Miss? And touch it… like this…"
Elizabeth hesitantly knelt before John. Her right hand trembled as she began to touch his erect penis. She began to stroke it slowly, following his constant instructions. Each touch felt hot and strange in her hand. But even stranger, along with the touch, and for some reason, a distinctive odor wafting from it began to fill her senses, making Elizabeth's body feel strange. The strange sensation spread from her fingertips, up her arms, and spread throughout her body.
"Ohh… I-I… that's so weird… mmm…" Elizabeth moaned softly, barely conscious. "My body… feels… weird… especially my breasts… ugh… and my nipples… why… why do they feel… stiff… ahhh…"
John saw the change in Elizabeth's face, the misty eyes, the rapid breathing, and the small, uncontrollable moans. This was a sign that his plan was working.
"Good, Miss… Very good," John hissed, his voice deepening, arousing. "But… to make it go down faster… to relieve my pain… you have to… you have to lick it. And… and suck it. Yes… sucking it will go a lot faster and will be healed."
Elizabeth was silent for a moment, her face growing redder. The action… felt so intimate, so forbidden. But her body felt even stranger now, obeying newly awakened instincts. Her pussy throbbed, wet, and hot. The strange sensation in her breasts and nipples grew stronger. Elizabeth nodded slowly, her eyes closing slightly.
"O-okay… Ohh… I-I'll… help you..." he whispered, then he opened his mouth.
She began to lick the head of John's cock hesitantly, her tongue experiencing a strange, yet strangely… pleasurable sensation. His strong scent was now even more intense, overwhelming her senses. Then, she began to suck, with an awkward yet passionate movement she didn't realize she was doing. The sensation of his hard, large cock in her mouth made Elizabeth moan involuntarily.
"Mmm… I… feel… ugh… why… why does my body… my pussy… feel… wet… hahh…" she mumbled between her sucks, each word coming out breathlessly. Her nipples hardened beneath her clothes, as if responding to what he was doing.
She continued licking and sucking, following a strange instinct, as if her body were taking control. Moments later, she felt a powerful thrust up her throat. Warm, thick, white liquid gushed into her mouth. Elizabeth gasped, her eyes wide. But instead of vomiting or panic, a wave of incredible pleasure coursed through her body. Her pussy throbbed harder, grew wetter, and the strange, pleasurable sensation overwhelmed her.
Elizabeth swallowed. Without John's prompting, she swallowed the entire liquid without hesitation. The taste was… foreign, yet strangely delicious. Her body trembled violently, a new and extraordinary sensation. She loved this new taste, the warm sensation spreading from her throat throughout her body.
Watching Elizabeth swallow his cum without hesitation, John couldn't hold back any longer. His lust surged, his face flushed. "Elizabeth... stand up!" he commanded, his voice hoarse and passionate.
Elizabeth stood up immediately, her body still trembling. John wasted no time, pulling her close and kissing her wildly. It was hot, rough, and passionate, unlike any kiss Elizabeth had ever imagined.
"Mmmm..."
However, Elizabeth, whose body had been completely taken over by the newfound pleasure instinct, responded wildly, her lips moving with John's movements, her tongue clashing with John's.
John didn't waste it. His rough hands quickly squeezed Elizabeth's breasts through her clothes, twisting and pinching her already hardened nipples.
"Mmm💕… ohh❤️… John… ugh💗… my breasts… ahh❤️… it's weird.… so good…" Elizabeth moaned in between their kisses, her head tilted back, her neck arched. The sensation on her nipples was so intense, making her moan non-stop.
Not stopping there, John's hand quickly slipped under Elizabeth's skirt, slipping into her panties. His rough fingers found Elizabeth's wet, swollen pussy and began to play with her clitoris with circular and pressing movements.
"Ahhh❤️! Mmm💕… John… ohh❤️… that… that's so… ngh💗… my pussy… ahh❤️… ohh… faster… hahh❤️… my pussy… feels… Mmmh💕… so hot… Ohh❤️… I-I… aahhh~!!"
As their increasingly wild kisses and John's increasingly intense touches deepened, Elizabeth let out a long moan, her body tensing, and warm fluids flooding her inner thighs. She had reached her climax, her body going limp in John's embrace, savoring the new, powerful and intoxicating sensation.