I Found a Door to the Elven Realm-Chapter 15: Adult Fantasies with an Elven Beauty (2)

Eren went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water before reaching the bathroom door.

Then he rummaged through a few things in Emily’s bedroom as he took off his clothes.

There wasn’t much, really. Just scented soaps. And a flower extract Emily kept recommending. According to her, it kept the skin soft and healthy, erased pimples, and cleared up marks.

One of the reasons he wanted to go back to Earth was the lack of personal hygiene products. For example, razors for shaving, extra underwear, shampoo, perfume, painkillers, and condoms, just in case...

There was nothing he could do now. He was planning to pack everything into a big suitcase and bring it all back in bulk.

He had his own boxers, the ones he wore when he first came to this universe, and an old pair from Emily’s father. Two boxers, three pairs of shorts, and two t-shirts in total. It was all he had. Sadly, the t-shirt destroyed by the Level 3 Slime had been the best one in the house.

Eren opened the bathroom door while murmuring a slow song. But as soon as he opened it, his whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He froze at the sight, startled so badly his mind went blank, and his body reacted on its own.

"Sorry. I’m leaving..."

He thought he was alone at home. He hadn’t even considered that Emily might be inside. He tried to turn around and leave like a gentleman.

But just as Eren was about to step away, a very strong, smooth hand grabbed him by the shoulders. Strangely, he didn’t object as he was pulled into the bathroom by Emily. A sudden wave of desire washed over him.

It was also very easy for him to forget his girlfriend and the life he left behind. Eren didn’t have much difficulty. Emily’s huge breasts and plump body were right there, shamelessly close. Her long, smooth legs looked like jade. Just kissing her white waist and the dip of her belly, or running his hands along those legs, would be worth it.

He didn’t use silly sentences like "I have a girlfriend" or "we just met". He was a young man, and it never crossed his mind to pretend to be a virtuous, fictitious asshole.

He looked at Emily’s excited eyes, then at her flushed face and the red spreading across her neck.

Why do you have to be so beautiful. You’re going to give me a heart attack.

With sudden hunger, he closed the small distance between them and kissed the young girl’s neck.

He didn’t ask about the reason for Emily’s sudden surprise, or how this even started. As a 25-year-old young man, he was more than eager to take every pleasure life could offer.

If life gave him a ’lemon’ in the shape of an enchanted elf, Eren would savor it without hesitation.

There was no need to speak or to ask questions. There were only two young people, burning with each other.

He didn’t know that she was screaming inside as Eren kissed Emily’s neck.

Yes! I did it! As that thought flashed and faded, Emily eagerly began to touch Eren’s body while he kept kissing her neck.

Her hands wandered with clumsy urgency, learning him by instinct. He was playing with her her plump breasts while she stroked his bulge under his shorts with one hand. Her other hand played with his black hair. Emily loved his black hair. It was so exotic. Touching felt like she was embracing a wild animal.

Both were just getting to know each other, and it took a while for their bodies to match the same rhythm. After a minute or two, touching each other became easier, more natural, and more enjoyable.

Emily’s heartbeat hit the roof when Eren kissed her lips.

Her head was spinning, but she felt content. Her whole body took pleasure in being with this man. She had doubts and fears before, but after this short rush of foreplay, it was all gone.

She smiled as her lips touched other lips as she took in the breath of this exotic and different man.

She was kissing for the first time and was inexperienced. She tried to move with him, then chuckled once or twice when she fumbled. They were playing with each other’s lips.

She was still thinking rationally at the time. But as soon as she breathed in Eren’s sweaty, masculine scent deeply, she gradually lost control.

This man’s heavy, large body did not look bad to this excited girl. On the contrary, it gave extra pleasure.

Though she would deny it to her grave, her mother’s blood ran hot in her veins. She was restless, insatiable, and impossible to tame as her.

Eren had a hard time taking control at first because Emily was physically stronger. Her inexperience didn’t help either. This girl didn’t know what to expect from his hands or mouth.

Despite her appearance, she actually had no experience in foreplay. Eren wasn’t exactly an expert, but compared to Emily, he looked like one.

He felt his initial panic fade as he kept kissing her. He was excited, yes. But he was no longer stuck in that state of not knowing what to do. He knew where to touch with his hands and used that knowledge to the fullest.

Also, unexpected things gave much more pleasure. Eren used every trick he had learned, or never dared to try with his girlfriend, on this eager girl.

A few minutes later, with a move Emily never expected, Eren ripped the bra that barely covered her breasts and the damp underwear below.

He looked at her as if he wanted to eat her whole body. Because seeing Emily left with nothing between them hit him like a punch.

She was already tempting before. But without the unnecessary clothes, she turned into something ten times hotter, a plump doll made to ruin a man.

"Your body doesn’t need to be covered with anything. No outfit can make you more beautiful. You don’t need to wear anything when you’re with me from now on."

Emily nodded as she stared into the glowing, eager eyes of the human man. Then she attacked his lips with even greater affection, kissing him wildly, greedily, as if she wanted all of him.

But a few seconds later, Eren stopped her and leaned her against the wall. Then he pushed her down and Emily was squatted on her knees.

"Come closer!"

He didn’t realize that he was giving orders, or why he was acting this way in that moment. But when she obeyed with desperate eagerness with clinging and pleasing him Eren felt it was right to act this way.

She was loving it!

Being someone who knows what he wants was the most natural and beautiful thing. She loved to give pleasure to the other person and expect the same in return.

In the next two minutes, he was both mad with delight and bewildered by how far she was willing to go deeper to please him.

Eren didn’t talk except showing her what to do with her hands or mouth.

He was crossing many lines, whispered things that made even him surprised at himself. The sheer depravity of his own acts that never dreamed he was capable of, now pouring out of him.

When they shifted positions in the bathroom, he even wanted to slapp her behind hard. He didn’t do it but wanted to do that so bad.

Apart from violent acts, this enthusiastic woman didn’t object to anything he did and he guessed Emily would enjoy the rough play.

She is an insane masochist for sure...

Emily reacted differently to the things Eren had tried to do with his girlfriend. This elf seemed more excited, and she enjoyed his touches more.

When Eren pushed further, Emily gave him moans that made the boy want to hold her even tighter.

He was eagerly doing things his girlfriend would never say yes to, and he was losing himself in Emily’s overzealous gaze.

Eren knew that things done in the studios didn’t happen in real life. But Emily kept moving as if they were shooting a pornographic video.

And that turned Eren into something ambitious like never before. His excitement and desire increased with each second.

"I can’t hold it...!" Eren was about to lose control when Emily started to choke on her own breath. He restrained himself, pulled back his body and spilled onto the floor instead.

He could have done it on her breasts, but he wanted to taste these plump boobs in their original flavor first.

He lifted Emily to her feet when she was drooling and flushed all over. He kissed her ear for a few seconds and whispered how beautiful she was as he exhaled. With little kisses, he helped her calm down after her first oral experience.

He made her do it but this was a first for both of them.

During this sweet whispering, Emily caressed her own body with her hand. Then she guided Eren’s hands closer, making him squeeze her breasts. She did it by instinct. Then she kissed him even more passionately.

It was a long and wet kiss as if they had forgotten to breathe. Eren didn’t know his tongue could stay in a woman’s mouth this long.

He caressed Emily’s tongue, kissed it, and drank her down with saliva, heat and his own love juices, drowning in the mess of it. It was maybe messy or dirty but it felt right.

His hands played hard enough to make her breasts red. Then he went down with his left hand. He bet his girlfriend on Earth had never got this wet in total even in the sum of her whole life. Emily was inherently perverse. It’s like she was made for this, for giving and taking pleasure.

Eren hand traveled over a soft and wet area. As he noticed liquid of pleasure dripping from Emily’s vagina to her legs, his fingers didn’t fool around. He skipped a lot of things and touched her her most sensitive spot and her body jolted.

Immm!

Hearing the moan, he stopped kissing Emily.

From that moment on, it became very easy to command her body. He stopped touching her lower body and caught her when her knees went weak.

She was murmuring some weird things but Eren didn’t care.

Elves are great!

This time, he leaned Emily against another wall and lifted one of her legs. Contrary to her expectations, she was extremely flexible, and it was a huge shock to the girl herself.

As her whole body was in Eren’s control, her leg stayed lifted. Emily didn’t know what to expect, and the sheer weight of curiosity and excitement might kill her.

Blind with anticipation, blonde elf trembled on the ragged edge of madness, her body aching to discover exactly how he intended to have her.

Eren lifted her higher and finally placed her leg on his shoulder.

He stopped moving with thought a long time ago.

He couldn’t wait anymore.