Cursed Dwellings (OpinionFeast x Asobininryochan)

[OpinionFeast]

Elise was a simple townsperson. She worked as a tavern maid for a long time and enjoyed her job. It was easy, payed well, and she got to meet new adventurers.

Elise was called to the bar, and she quickly weaved around the tables and guests to get there in impressive time. She'd expected a plate of food and a table to take it to, but instead, the barkeep asked her to sit down. He had news of her father's death. Elise hadn't thought of her father in a long time. He never gave enough attention to her as a kid, effectively turning her into a trouble seeker.

The barkeep had recieved a letter saying that Elise's father had left his house to her. It was a very large house she knew well, as she grew up in it. It wasn't too far from the town, and she'd be able to keep her job if she rode back and forth on horseback. She didn't want the old house, but thought it'd be disrespectful to deny a final gift from her father.

The house looked just as old and decrepit as Elise had remembered. She unlocked the giant iron gate and proceeded to the inside of the house. It was late and Elise was too tired to explore. She went to where she remembered the biggest bed in the house would be, and without being wrong, prompty stripped herself to nudity and climbed in. It was comfortable, but there was a near immidiate "problem".

 

[Asobininryochan]

The familiar surroundings of the home told him that night finally fell and that a new occupant inherited the place from the previous owner. That he arrived without breasts and a cunt to satisfy the appetites of a man also informed him that new arrival might lust after his erect penis – already pointing the way towards the bedroom.

His steps led him through the opened portal as his hand turned the knob and swung the door inside to reveal the sight of a sleeping maiden. His nose reveled when he smelled the rare scent of a virgin. Licking his lips while his feet transported him to the foot of the bed; he crawled under the sheets and carefully parted her legs.

The dew forming around her puffy lips announced that she desired for his mouth to lick her pussy. Bending his head towards her sex; he first inhaled the aroma collected on her mound before taking his first taste of this pure girl.

His manhood throbbed as his tongue savored the delicious flavor of virgin vagina. He found difficulty in restraining himself (since he often appeared in this world in female form) and soothed his rampant erection by rubbing his stiff cock against one of her legs. As his hand peeled apart her moist labia, he stared into her vagina and marveled at the intriguing hymen that obscured his inspection of her passage.
Though not an imp, he impishly thought it devilish for him to lick around the edge of her annoying maidenhead. She, of course, rewarded his demonic notion with a gush of nectar that oozed out of her orifice. Then, recalling his time as a woman, he wrapped his lips around her clitoris and sucked as his fingers massaged the maiden’s slippery labia.

Perceiving that she neared the peak of arousal, he debated whether to permit her the privilege of experiencing an orgasm or halting - letting this occur tomorrow night. However, his lustful loins urged him on and he kept on tonguing his virgin prey until he spilled his seed on her naked thigh. At the same time, his determined lapping of her snatch rewarded him with the honor of witnessing her undergo a paroxysm that caused her body to shake uncontrollably: a brief moment of pleasure that faded with his existence as her subsiding climax banished him from this world….

 

[OpinionFeast]

Elise woke up after a long night of sleep to find a small patch of wet sheets under her butt. She didmissed it as having a wet dream ang got up from the bed. She didn't bother getting dressed, as work didn't start until sunset. She had plenty of time to explore.

The room the main doors entered to was giant. It's ceiling was two stories high, as the second floor was just a balcony around the perimeter. The second floor had six doors leading to the kitchen, a washroom, two bedrooms, a storeroom, and the master bedroom. Descending the extravagant staircase, Elise reached the ground floor, also having six doors. These lead to the stables, a bedroom, the library, another washroom, outside, and one of them wouldn't open. It seemed locked, and she hadn't recieved a key. She'd ask the barkeep if he'd forgotten to give it to her with the gate key.

Still not clothed, as it was early morning, Elise went to the kitchen and found, to her surprise, it was nearly fully stocked. She even found a loaf of bread still soft on the inside. She decided she'd have this until going to the tavern, where she'd eat something more. She then went to the library to read while she waited for nightfall. She found a tome that suited her and rested in a coushioned chair.

 

[Asobininryochan]

His dreams interrupted by the caress of soft hands, he found himself spread out before the girl’s naked eyes. The loathsome book that held him prisoner contained his history: An orgy of sex and violence that seems to have excited his reader.

As her lust caused him to regain his form – hands reached out to cup her breasts. His semi-ethereal mouth then kissed neck as her gaze remained fixed on the passage chronicling the debauchery of a coven of sexually depraved witches. Meanwhile, one of his hands went down to massage her swollen clitoris. He rubbed the hard nub of her sex as she went on to peruse the tale of a wedding where the guest contributed to the deflowering of the bride.

Naturally, once he sensed her ready, he moved his phantom penis past her maidenhead and into her warm, wet cunt. Her pussy quickly wrapped around his half-real cock with ease and he whispered for her to rock her hips. As she continued reading and learned of the time when a ship lost her entire crew to a host of mermaids (who enticed the sailors to join them in the water) he felt the familiar pressure of his coming ejaculation.

Urging her to enjoy the misadventures of a midwife who cured women of hysteria with her hands and mouth, he spent his essence inside her sheathe as he once again lost his corporeal form….