《ETERNAL FREEDOM》CHAPTER 5 AN INTIMATE MISTAKE
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When she opened her eyes, he was in a dark place. A cave, to be exact. How was she here ? She didn’t remember. Who was she ? She again didn’t remember.
She tried to move but couldn’t. Turning her head she saw her hands and feet were wrapped over in soft and shiny cloth wraps. Undoing them, she walked out of the cave and looked around.
She couldn’t understand anything, her mind felt sludgy. She vaguely heard an animal’s sound, so she starting walking towards that sound. She felt weak. And hungry.
“Hey beauty!” She heard someone’s voice. Turning her head, she saw a weird person. He was white, completely white, whiter than the clouds in the sky.
“You have healed ?” he asked her with surprise. She didn’t understand what he was talking about, but she nodded.
He held her hand and brought her to a cave, where he gave her something and said “Here, eat.”
She didn’t wait for him to speak further. She quickly bit into the fruits and finished them. They weren’t enough, that’s what she thought.
So she looked at him, and instead of giving her more said: “Who are you ?”
She was clearly hungry, and here he was asking her difficult questions she didn’t knew the answer of.
So she replied what she thought- “Hungry”
She was serious when she said that.
Few days later.
Param was a nice guy.
He talked with her, and played games and told her stories.
He even gave her a pretty name- Madhu.
She particularly liked the game where they had to rub wood to make that hot thing called fire. He always lost, and yet complimented her.
Today he said they’re going to confiscate some things. She didn’t knew what ‘confiscate’ was, but what she knew was that she had to hide until some bad guy runs away. Then she had to bring some purple things to the cave.
It was very easy. She was scared when she saw the big guy, but she was experienced after fighting with the horned guy from before.
So she patiently waited until he went away.
She reached the cave and became proud. She did her job so well, and she arrived at the cave before him. For her it was a victory.
She stuck her chest out and waited for him. For some reason, he gave her a strange look when she posed like this.
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She waited, and waited. And then she was worried. He wasn’t coming back. She could do nothing but wait at the entrance of the cave.
From noon turned morning, and Param was nowhere to be seen. She became anxious and irritated. Until she saw him walking near her.
She immediately resumed her previous pose. After all, how could she, the winner show her face like that to him, the loser.
He came late, so he lost.
They ate dinner and Param finally took out the purple thingies from the sack. Earlier she was waiting for him so the thingies were untouched until now.
He was looking at the thingies and speaking something. But she didn’t care, because the thingies were giving off an amazing smell. Even she could tell it was good stuff.
And so she munched on it. She munched and munched and munched. It was filled with some sweet liquid which she drank. The purple thingy was so tasty that it seemed to disappear every time she held one in her hand.
Her mouth had become sticky but she didn’t care. What she cared about was- there was no more purple thingy !
They went to sleep and she kept thinking of the purple thingies.
But soon she couldn’t think of her favorite purple thingies.
Her mind became very dizzy, and she felt as if she was flying. It was the same as when she confronted the horned guy. She felt excited.
At the same time she felt she was hot and wet below. She didn’t know what was happening to her, and couldn’t be bothered to think about it. She felt she’d to do something.
She turned her head and looked at Param. He was lying a little away from her with his one hand between his legs.
She didn’t know why but she got up and crawled near him.
She could see him clearly now. His face was red unlike his usual white. He was scratching between his legs over his robe very fast.
She with her cloudy eyes slowly hugged him, and placed her hand below and scratched.
Scratch Scratch!
She saw him open his eyes and look at her. Even his eyes were red. She didn’t like it. She liked him white rather than red. So she whispered into his ears slowly.
“Param. You are red.”
What happened later….. Years later, she’d remember this moment and would become embarrassed.
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Param was facing the worst crisis ever since his debut in this fantasy world.
He was having a terrible erection. By terrible, he meant amazing. He felt high, and his body was overflowing with vigor. Alas, his sword had woken up at the wrong time.
He was in a cave, with a girl…minded mature beauty. He couldn’t relieve himself, so he endured and hoped that his little brother would calm down after a while.
But the little guy was obstinate today. He felt more and more aroused by the second. So he finally decided to ‘pet’ the little guy and satisfy him.
But things turned awry after he started stroking. Each stroke made him more aroused and his mind more muddy. He was losing control over himself. He couldn’t be bothered if his housemate was watching him or not, and kept going.
Suddenly he felt her hugging him. He was frozen stiff. He couldn’t think, and he felt her hands on his crotch scratching him there.
What the heck ! He looked at her and thought.
Her soft red lips came close to his ears and he heard her voice.
“Param. You are red.”
Indeed he was red. Red in a different sense.
His ears tickled when she spoke into his ears, and he lost control.
BOOM !!! (background sfx)
He held her by the shoulder and pinned her down. Usually she had the strength to crush his skull in one punch, but her current state was like a typical shoujo girl.
He didn’t waste any time and took off her clothes.
Seeing her naked he finally hesitated for a moment. It was instinctual. He was laid down, his body over her. Her mid-length black hair were now spread out like waves. And her soft and wet lips were inviting.
“Param…” she whispered.
And… that was all it took to break his hesitation.
He lowered himself near her, kissed her vigorously and angled his weapon at her entrance. She instinctually wrapped her hands behind his back and pulled him towards her.
“Ah…”
He thrust and heard her scream. It only fueled his lust and he continued thrusting her.
Fapping sounds were heard in the entire cave. Adding those sounds were occasional moans of a woman and grunts of a man for extra sound effects.
“Ah….ah….Param….Param….”
She chanted weakly and continuously.
Param suddenly stopped, and like a pro turned her over and pounded her from behind. Her long hair moved to and fro in waves.
Her breasts swayed in rhythm forward and backward, and only stopped when they were caught by his rough hands.
He pinched her nipples, and Madhu shivered and moaned.
Param’s actions were surprising considering that he was a pure virgin. He had perhaps mastered the theory.
He stopped again and pulled out.
“Ah…” Madhu exclaimed and tried to pull him near. She was not done yet.
Of course, neither was he.
He quickly laid down on his back and pulled her above him. The view from below was arousing. But he couldn’t care less.
He pulled her near him and sucked her nipples.
“Ah….Param…” she moaned and sexily brushed her hand through her hair. Her hair entangled in her fingers made her more bewitching.
She was truly a mature woman.
After he finished attacking her breasts, he attacked her mouth. Their tongues entangled with each other fighting for dominance. They explored each other’s mouth like a primal instinct and held each other tight.
Madhu felt pain at first but that was overcome by waves of pleasure. Each thrust brought her to new heights.
She focused her cloudy eyes and watched the man working hard below her. He was sweating, the sweat making his body distinct and shiny. She felt as if she could do this forever with him.
Suddenly, among the pleasure came vague memories. Memories of doing the same thing with someone. Her mind became clearer but she couldn’t concentrate- she was undergoing intense action right now.
He held her shoulders and brought her close, their chests sticking with each other and penetrated her once again. He felt her wetness which made it easier to do his job and at the same time brought him confidence.
Her body swayed back and forth with each thrust and suddenly she turned stiff while moaning.
“Aaaahhhh…..”
Param sensed her pleasure as she released which made him reach his limits. He exploded into her with a loud grunt.
He shot into her once, twice, thrice, and again a few more times….even though he was definitely not a pro yet.
Madhu collapsed into his arms and was knocked off. He felt extremely weak and he too closed his eyes.
Morning.
Param opened his eyes and looked at the naked beauty in his arms.
Oh shit, he thought.
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