Chapter 33. Through the Narrow Crack(18+)

Chapter 33: 33. Through the Narrow Crack(18+)

Inside the room the magical pages of The Slutty Elf turned on their own once more.

The golden-haired long-eared girl was now bound by thick living vines that held her arms and legs open.

A heavy, ridged monster cock pushed steadily into her tight anus, sliding in with surprising ease while her face twisted in pure ecstasy.

Saliva dripped from the corner of her open mouth. Her eyes rolled back as the thick cock disappeared deeper with every slow thrust.

Kael’s fist never stopped moving.

His cock stood heavy and flushed in his grip, veins standing out along the length, the swollen head already slick with a constant leak of precum.

Each upward stroke made a soft wet sound against the quiet of the room.

Schlick... schlick...

His breathing had grown deeper, eyes locked on the illustrated scene of the bound elf taking that thick monster cock all the way into her ass.

’I wonder how Sera would sound if I destroyed her little anus like this,’ he thought, the image of his sharp-tongued stepdaughter bent over and forced open flashing through his mind as his dick throbbed more.

Outside the door Seraphine remained frozen in the narrow crack.

Her crimson eyes stayed fixed on the thick, heavily veined cock her stepdad kept stroking.

The size alone was enough to make her stare.

She had never seen anything like it, not even in the pages of The Cock Lover Princess.

The length, the girth, the way the veins pulsed under his moving hand, all of it matched the dream with perfect accuracy.

Without fully realizing it her right hand drifted downward.

Soft fingers pressed against the thin red silk of her panties and began to rub slowly along the outer lips of her pussy.

The fabric was already growing damp. A quiet heat spread between her thighs as she watched every stroke of his fist.

’So that’s why Mom married him even though we were against him as our stepdad,’ she thought, the words rising unbidden while her fingers continued their slow, circling pressure.

Kael’s pace increased.

His hips lifted slightly off the mattress with each upward pull of his hand.

The head of his cock darkened further, the constant bead of precum turning into a steady string that coated his fingers and made every movement louder and wetter.

Soft groans slipped from his throat more frequently now.

"Nn... hah..."

The illustrated elf on the page continued taking the monster cock deep into her bound ass, her drawn expression locked in helpless pleasure while the vines held her open.

Seraphine’s fingers pressed harder against the thin lips of her pussy through the panty.

The itch that had started the moment she recognized the cock from her dream had grown into a steady, throbbing ache.

She rubbed in small, tight circles, the tip of one finger catching the edge of her clit through the fabric.

Her breathing stayed carefully controlled, but her crimson eyes never left the thick shaft that her stepdad kept working with focused intensity.

Inside the room Kael’s free hand tightened on the edge of the magazine.

The pages continued turning by themselves, showing the golden-haired elf’s stomach faintly bulging each time the ridged monster cock bottomed out.

The wet sounds from the illustration and the real wet sounds of his fist mixed together in the quiet bedroom.

His strokes grew shorter and harder.

The heavy weight of his cock throbbed in his grip.

Precum spilled freely now, running down over his knuckles and dripping onto the sheets.

Schlick... schlick... schlick...

A low, continuous groan built in his chest as the pressure at the base of his shaft tightened past the point of control.

"Hah... nnngh..."

Outside the door Seraphine’s fingers moved faster against the damp red silk.

The sight of that thick, veined cock, so much larger than anything she had expected, held her completely.

The memory of taking it into her mouth in the dream rose again, the stretch of her lips, the heavy weight on her tongue, the order to swallow.

Her pussy clenched around nothing. A soft, almost silent breath escaped her as she kept rubbing.

Kael’s head tipped back against the pillows. His fist flew up and down the full length of his cock in rapid, wet strokes. The swollen head flared. His hips jerked once, then again.

A heavy, broken groan tore from his throat as he climaxed.

"Nngh... fuck..."

Thick ropes of white cum shot upward in strong pulses.

The first landed across his lower stomach.

The second and third arced higher and splattered onto the open magazine, soaking the illustrated elf and the turning pages.

More followed, heavy and hot, landing on the sheets and dripping down onto the floor beside the bed.

His hand kept moving through the orgasm, milking every spurt until the last thick drops leaked from the tip and ran over his fingers.

The wet, rhythmic sound of his fist finally slowed.

Outside the door Seraphine’s hand froze.

The sudden heavy groan and the wet sound of cum hitting paper and fabric snapped her out of the haze.

She looked down and realized her own fingers were still pressed tightly against the damp red silk of her panties, the fabric dark with her wetness.

The itch between her legs continued to throb, strong and insistent, but the awareness of what she had been doing while watching her stepdad crashed over her at once.

Disgust flickered across her face, sharp and familiar. Beneath it, something hotter and far less welcome refused to disappear.

She pulled her hand away as if burned, straightened the thin red t-shirt with a quick motion, and stepped back from the door.

The narrow crack closed silently. A thin red thread of mana locked it again without a sound.

She turned and walked down the hallway toward the stairs, crimson eyes still carrying that mix of open disgust and the hidden desire she refused to name.

The itch between her thighs continued throbbing with every step as she went to get the water she had originally left her room for.

The kitchen was quiet and dark except for the soft glow of a single crystal lamp near the counter.

Seraphine poured herself a glass of water and drank in long, steady swallows.

Two-thirds of the glass disappeared before she set it down harder than necessary.

The cold liquid did nothing to quiet the heat still pulsing between her legs.

Every time she closed her eyes the image returned without mercy: the thick, heavily veined cock jerking in her stepdad’s fist, the heavy ropes of cum spilling across his stomach and the magazine, the broken groan that had left his throat when he finished.

She pressed her thighs together and scowled at the empty space of the kitchen.

’Disgusting. Completely disgusting.’

Yet the throb in her pussy refused to fade. The thin red silk of her panties remained damp against her skin.

She finished what little water was left, rinsed the glass with unnecessary force, and placed it on the drying rack.

The irritation in her chest only grew sharper as she turned and climbed the stairs again.

Her door closed with a quiet click.

Inside her room she leaned back against the wood for a moment and tried to force the memory away but it stayed.

The veins. The way it had looked when it spilled.

The same cock she had taken into her mouth in the dream the night before.

She climbed into bed without changing clothes and pulled the blanket over herself, determined to sleep and forget the entire incident.

Inside his own room Kael lay still for a moment longer, breathing hard, the thick weight of his cock still twitching in his slick hand.

Heavy drops of cum marked the sheets, the floor, and the soaked pages of the magazine.

The illustrated elf remained frozen mid-thrust on the wet paper, the magical movement paused by the sudden mess.

A soft crimson window appeared in his vision.

[Lust Dominion System]

[LP: +20]

[Source: Your stepdaughter watching you climax while she masturbated]

[Total LP: 330]

Kael’s eyes widened slightly.

She had been right outside the door. Watching him. Touching herself while she watched.

The surprise lasted only a few seconds before a colder, more calculating thought settled in its place.

She had already seen the real thing with her own eyes.

That made the next dream sequence far easier to construct.

She would believe it because she had just watched the exact same cock spill across his sheets.

The memory would blend cleanly with whatever he chose to show her once she fell asleep.

He sat up and focused a small amount of mana into his palm.

Even the lowest E-rankers on the continent could learn basic utility spells from public scrolls, and a few of the simplest ones, like the common cleaning cantrip known as Dustless Touch, were free for anyone to use without cost or restriction.

Soft white light spread from his hand and washed across the bed, the floor, and the open magazine.

Every trace of cum vanished without a sound or stain, leaving the sheets and paper clean once more.

Footsteps sounded in the hallway, light and familiar. They passed his door and continued toward Seraphine’s room.

The soft click of her door closing followed a moment later.

Kael leaned back against the pillows, the cleaned magazine still open in his lap, and waited.

Once she fell asleep he would shape another dream for her, one that built directly on what she had just seen with her own eyes.

This time the experience would feel even more real.

He closed his eyes and began to plan the sequence while the house settled into full night around him.

The soft glow of the system window faded, leaving only the quiet of the upstairs hallway and the knowledge that his sharp-tongued stepdaughter had just watched him finish with her own hand between her legs and Kael wanted her to do more than just watching him.