The OP MC

by Logan Jacobs

  Elissa let out a deep moan and curled her fingers into my hair. Her breathing picked up as I traced my lips down her chest and made my way to one of her small, round breasts. Then she let out a choked sound as my tongue flicked the nipple, and she squirmed as my fingers traced circles around the other nipple.

  “Oh, Sebastian,” she breathed.

  I peppered both breasts with kisses as my other hand started tracing its way up her thigh. The muscles beneath my fingertips twitched, and I knew she was paying very close attention to what I was doing. When I reached the junction between her legs, she opened herself up to me with no hesitation.

  “Yessss,” she hissed as her fingernails dug into my scalp.

  “As you desire, my lady,” I mumbled against her skin.

  My fingers slipped easily between the lips of her womanhood, and she was already slick with desire for me. Her hips bucked as I curled my fingers in just the right spot, and her whines of passion were intoxicating. I dragged my lips back to her neck and suckled on a particularly sensitive spot, and she was soon quivering beneath me.

  Her legs tightened around my shoulders, her tunnel squeezed my fingers as her orgasm hit a half-minute later, and her deep moans vibrated in the air around us. When the spasms subsided, she let out a deeply contented sigh and seemed to go limp beneath me.

  I continued pressing gentle, lazy kisses to her neck and chest, but I wanted to wait for her to recover from her high. She gave me a dazed smile before I kissed her lips, and she let out a breathy moan into my mouth.

  “I do hope there will be more of that,” she muttered when I pulled away again.

  “As much as you would like,” I promised and kissed her nose.

  After a few minutes, Elissa got her strength back, and I parted her legs so that I could kneel between them on the bed. As I hovered over her, Elissa gave me an adorable pouty look, and I couldn’t help laughing.

  “What’s wrong, dear wife?” I asked as I swept a strand of her fiery hair out of her face.

  “Shouldn’t I return the favor?” she asked. “Isn’t that something you want?”

  “You have no idea,” I admitted as I kissed her cheek. “But I want this so much more.”

  Her protests turned to moans as I gently nipped her sensitive neck and positioned myself at her slick entrance. Her legs wrapped around my back and all but pulled me into home. The beautiful redhead was tight around my cock, and we both had to gasp a few times as I pulled out of her so that I could push in another delightful inch. Finally, I was covered with her slickness, and her tunnel was relaxed enough, so I pushed my hips forward and shoved my cock as deep as I could into oher.

  “Ohhhhh… Sebastian!” She threw her head back when I thrust all the way in, and the deep moans she let out made me happy we were alone in the house.

  “Fuckkkk,” I growled. “You are so tight.”

  “Do you like it, husband?” she panted. “Do you like the feel of my virgin body wrapped around you?”

  “Yeaahhhhh,” I growled. “I love it. You have no idea now many times I’m going to fuck you tonight.”

  “Ohhhh!” she giggled, but then she gasped when I began to roll my hips so that my tip scrapped across the slick walls of her velvet tunnel.

  When she had adjusted to my motion, I slowly began to increase the tempo until I held her legs up in the air while I jackhammered my cock into her body. Her perfectly round breasts bounced each time I thrust into her, and as she began to have her next orgasm, I thrust as deeply as I could into her and bent down so I could suck on her left nipple.

  “Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!” she screamed and pulled my body against hers as her climax climbed to a peak, and the feeling of her tunnel clenching and massaging my shaft became too tight of a squeeze, and I groaned as I couldn’t fight against my release.

  “I’m cumming in you,” I moaned around her nipple as soon as my sperm began to spray out of my tip.

  “Yessss!” she groaned. “Fill me up, husband. My fertile womb hungers for your god seed. Pleaseeeee!”

  Our bodies swayed together as I pumped what felt like a Big Gulp’s amount of cum into the redhead, and it really seemed like her pussy was milking me for every last drop.

  And it felt amazing.

  I wasn’t really an expert in sex. I had been with a few girls, and watched a lot of porn, but the sex with Elissa was amazing. It helped that she was one of the two most beautiful women I’d ever seen, including Mahini, but I also knew that I was a way different person than I was in the call center on Earth.

  Being able to Chime had changed my entire attitude toward life and problem solving. Only a few days had passed in this world since I arrived, but maybe an entire year or three had transpired while I replayed important events. I had more life experiences now, and I felt way more confident about everything.

  And I was going to learn every single thing that Elissa needed in bed to make her lose her mind and have a dozen orgasms on her wedding night.

  Chime.

  “You’re so far behind, Sebastian,” Elissa teased as she tugged my undershirt over my head. Her fingernails traced feather-light lines down my bare chest. “Don’t you want to see me naked?”

  “Oh god yes,” I sighed against her touch.

  The redheaded vixen giggled at me as her fingers tugged at my pants, but I growled, snatched her hands away, and spun her around to press my erection against her clothed ass.

  “Patience, wife,” I muttered into her ear, and she tilted her head away and bared her neck while I gently licked the exposed skin. “I’m going to pleasure you first.”

  “Ohhh,” she moaned.

  I untied the silk ribbons of her wedding dress way quicker this time, but I still licked and kissed down her skin as I peeled the garment away from her.

  As soon as her dress was off, I admired her body again, and I purred loudly as she unlaced my pants and pulled them off me.

  “Lay on the bed,” I ordered.

  “Yes, husband,” she giggled as she laid back, and I let out a long sigh as I studied the way her red hair danced over the sheets like fire.

  I still couldn’t believe this beautiful creature was mine.

  “Just relax,” I purred as I crawled between her legs and began to kiss up her thighs. “I want to taste your pussy.”

  “You… will taste my… What?” she whispered, but then she gasped as soon as my tongue gently began to lap up her slit.

  “Your entrance,” I growled in between licks. “I’m going to lick here until you come for me, Elissa, so be a good girl and enjoy it.”

  “Ohhh… Sebastian…” she sighed as I began to taste her wetness. “That’s… I didn’t know men did this to women… It feels amazing.”

  “Glad you like it,” I whispered as my tongue began to probe deeper into her wet tunnel. She tasted of citrus and sugar, and I quickly found a happy meditative state while I took turns exploring her vagina with my tongue tip before I rubbed it in slow circles around her clit.

  But she could only stand my oral for about five minutes before she was screaming my name, arching her back off the bed, and clenching her legs around my head. Her pussy gushed like a fountain when she came, and I licked up every single drop as I used my fingers to coax a few more climaxes out of her.

  “Ohhh… Myyyy… Sebastian… That was… Wooooowwww,” she said when she finally managed to catch her breath.

  “Glad you liked it,” I said as I reached down to stroke my painfully hard cock. “Why don’t you get on your hands and knees with your ass facing me?”

  “What do you mean?” she asked as she fluttered her eyelids.

  “You know,” I said “doggie style?”

  “No…” she bit her lip. “But… I’ll do whatever you wish, husband. I’ve just never heard of that thing? Why doggie?”

  “Hmmm,” I purred. “Soooo, you don’t have a lot of experience, do you?”

  “No,” she whispered as she turned a bit red. “I’ve had instruction on how to please my h
usband. I can lick his manhood, or use my hands, but I should be on my back with my legs spread so that his seed reaches my womb easier.”

  “Ohhh, yeahhhh…” I chuckled as I thought about the thousands of Pornhub videos I’d seen with the hundreds of different positions. “This is going to be super fun. Get on your hands and knees on the bed as if you are a cat or dog.”

  “Uhhh… Yes, husband.” Her face was bright red now, but she soon was on her hands and knees with her perfect ass and dripping pussy facing me.

  “Perfect,” I said as I kneeled on the bed behind her and began to run my fingers over her smooth back and hips.

  “But…. Sebastian,” she whispered. “This is how the animals do it. I am the mayor’s daughter and your wife… Is this proper?”

  “Just relax,” I said, and then I slowly slid my tip in between her slick pussy lips and pushed my cock forward into her trembling body.

  And then she lost her mind.

  I fucked her hard and deep, and the redhead had to push her face into the pillow to mute her screams. She enjoyed her second orgasm quickly, and I managed to have enough willpower to last until she came a third time. Then I just couldn’t resist her clenching pussy, and she screamed into the pillow again as I poured my hot cum deep inside of her accepting womb.

  Chime.

  “You’re so far behind, Sebastian,” Elissa teased as she tugged my undershirt over my head. Her fingernails traced feather-light lines down my bare chest. “Don’t you want to--”

  I silenced her words with a kiss as I tore the ribbons of her dress free, and then I pushed her against the wall of our bedroom as I unlaced my pants to free my cock.

  “Sebastian,” she panted as soon as my fingers began to explore her wet pussy. “You are so rough…”

  “Do you like it?” I growled into her ear as I pulled my fingers from her, wiped some of her slickness on my tip, and then angled myself against her opening.

  “Yes,” she said, but then she screamed “yes!” again when I forced my cock into her from behind, and then she didn’t speak for another twenty minutes as I pounded her against the wall of the room.

  Elissa actually did seem to like it pretty rough, and she climaxed so quickly and violently that I lost control of my balls, and we both shouted each other’s names as I released a fire-hose spray of my cream inside of her bent body.

  Chime.

  I had her ride me until we both came.

  Chime.

  I switched positions after she climaxed, and I managed to coax four out of her before I lost it and filled her up.

  Chime.

  Chime.

  Chime.

  Each time I learned more about what my new wife liked, what she loved, and what drove her crazy when I fucked her. She preferred to ride me cowgirl style, she loved it when we spooned and I lifted her leg up so that I could get deeper in her, and she really loved lotus position.

  Chime.

  I lost track of how many times I reset our first night of love making, but I eventually learned the proper sequence of licks, thrusts, and motions to bring her to what I guessed was maximum pleasure. I started off by licking her clit while I fingered her with just my thumb. Then, while she was in the throes of climax, I kneeled between her spread thighs and entered her in a missionary position while her walls were still clenching. This made her climax last almost three more minutes, and I was able to ride the waves through the various positions as she experienced a longer and higher climax that never seemed to end.

  After Elissa had some sixteen climaxes spread over thirty minutes, I ended the session with her riding me cow-girl style while I forced her hips down so she could get the correct amount of bounce off my cock.

  “Ohhh… Ohhhhh. Ohhhh…” The redhead’s green eyes rolled back into her head, and her mouth hung open as drool dripped down her chin. The sight of her lost in the endless amounts of pleasure that I’d figured out how to give her just enforced the dopamine flowing through my veins, and my cock felt like a rod of titanium as it speared her shaking body.

  I wasn’t just the god of time or war.

  I was the god of sex, too.

  “You’ve been such a good girl for me, Elissa,” I purred as I pulled her down on me. “I think it’s time for your reward.”

  “Yessss…” she choked out the word as her pussy squeezed me like a vise.

  “Is your pussy ready for my cum?” I asked, since I knew this question always drove her wild.

  “P-p-pleaseeee,” Elissa stuttered. “Fill me up… Sebastian… I…”

  “Take all my love, wife,” I growled, and then I released, and my wife cried out as she hit her last Mt. Everest climax peak.

  I’d had a bunch of crazy orgasms since I started learning how to make love to Elissa, but I knew this was going to be the real one, and that turned me on even more. My cock and balls seemed to spit icy-fire, and I gasped as both pleasure and pain erupted out of me and filled the beautiful redhead. She kept coming as she felt me pump up into her, and her spasming tension just caused me to shoot more up into her, which caused her to clench tighter. It was like a never ending circle of pleasure, and I could have sworn that my soul actually left my body and floated around the room above us as we released.

  Then we slowly descended from the mountain, and Elissa collapsed forward onto my chest with my cock still buried deep inside of her.

  Our heavy breathing filled the silence for several minutes that turned into a half an hour, and when it started to grow quiet, Elissa began to chuckle.

  Then she began to cry.

  “Are you okay?” I asked as I ran my fingers down the silky skin of her back.

  “Yes,” she whispered as tears raindropped onto my chest.

  “Why are you crying, then?” I asked.

  “It’s… just… that felt so amazing,” she whined. “I never thought… I didn’t know it was supposed to be like that. I felt my mind slip away, and all I knew was the pleasure you gave me.”

  “Oh,” I laughed as I hugged her closer to me. “I guess that’s a good reason to cry.”

  “You are wonderful,” she sniffed. “I’m… I can’t believe I am your wife. You came to our small and insignificant village, you saved us from the kobolds, then you saved the mine, then you saved me from marrying that toad of a lordling. How… How did we get so lucky?”

  “Sometimes good things happen,” I whispered as I began to stroke her thick red hair. “You deserve me, and I deserve you. Best not to question it.”

  “Sebastian,” she said as she moved her head up to look at me. “I swear to you, on the vows I said earlier at our wedding and right here, at this moment. I will be your faithful and devoted wife until the day I die. You have shown me pleasure and love that I couldn’t even imagine. I know you are a god that must live forever, but during my mortal life, my soul will be yours. It is everything that I have, so it is all that I can give, even though it might not be enough for you.”

  “You are a good woman, Elissa,” I whispered as I wiped away her tears. “I accept your vow, and in return for your soul, I will give you endless pleasure and protect you from danger.”

  My wife nodded, and then she nestled her head against my chest once more and shed a few more tears. It was obvious to me now that these were tears of joy, so I let her have them while I just hugged her tighter.

  It would have been so easy to fall asleep right then and there, but I did want to get her mind off of thoughts that would make her cry, and I guessed that she might need some food or drink after climaxing as many times as she just did.

  “We should get a snack,” I muttered as I created a new save point.

  “Is there any fruit in the kitchen, Bash?” she asked.

  “Hmmm, I’m not sure,” I whispered.

  “I’ll go and see,” she laughed before kissing me gently on the lips. “You just… pleased me. Now I will take care of you.”

  “Be careful,” I said as my head fell onto the plush blanket. “Take a candle.”


  Elissa wasn’t gone more than five minutes, but it was enough time for energy to slowly seep back into my body. When she finally returned with a small bowl filled with red berries. She placed down the candle she had taken and climbed back into the bed beside me. When I rolled over onto my back, she placed one of the berries at my lips. The tartness of the berry hit my tongue and mixed well with the sweetness from Elissa’s lips.

  I was a bit worried about finding a conversation, but when I asked her to tell me about herself, I pretty much got her entire life story without having to ask any questions. She clearly enjoyed talking, and once she got going, I just sat back and listened to the rise and fall of her voice.

  Elissa’s mother had died giving birth to her, and it explained why Elrin was so protective of her. She spent most of her childhood with a wetnurse, and was treated like a little princess. She was taught everything from singing to horseback riding, and was even given some of the same basic schooling as the boys of her hometown alongside the more domestic lessons befitting a lady.

  Her favorite color was the softest shade of lavender possible, much lighter than the flower because the flower is just too much purple, apparently. She was happy to try any food once, and had a preference for the exotic foods that her father used to get imported when she was younger. Her favorite dish was roast Irrak, which was a bizarre kind of bird that sounded like a cross between an ostrich and a honey badger. She wasn’t fond of most alcoholic drinks, but there was a suitor who brought her father a fruity wine she had really enjoyed.

  Elissa was a very frivolous person on the outside, and I quickly learned that this was a mask that she wore to protect herself. She was the type of person who could read a book, absorb all of the information, and be able to talk about the subject with perfect clarity. Her intelligence would have easily qualified as a genius back home, and she clearly knew more about her own world than I ever possibly could. She had never traveled in her entire life, but she could paint a picture of the entire world with just her words, and it was so easy to just let her talk and talk and talk and talk.

  The sky outside was already beginning to turn light when she finally passed out, and I spent a good half an hour or so watching her beautiful smiling face as she slept.