Butcher Demon

Chapter 50: under the sunlight

Chapter 50: under the sunlight

We returned to our base the next morning, just after the sun had risen. It took us a long time to cross the river and take the long way around to avoid the pursuit.

As I was placing the various devices I had taken back at the base, I saw Abigail sitting on a rock with a deep sigh.

?You should get some rest?

“Thank you, But I can’t sleep yet.”

Being able to sleep right after a battle is a special ability only for veteran soldiers. She said.

?Is this your first time doing that??

“……Yes. I’ve never done a grand stand-off like that outside of training.”

It’s amazing. I can’t believe it was your first time.

“Thanks to Gevaudan. I wouldn’t have been able to do something so reckless if I didn’t believe that you would end up overpowering them.”

I turned a just about to leave.

Then Abigail’s voice came from behind me.

” Ah, wait…..just stay with me a little longer.

I’ve got a lot of work to do. The enemy may be tracking us.

We need to be alert. Prepare food. Making Abigail’s sleeping place.

Besides, I’m a little overexcited from the heat of battle. I need to get out and cool down.

I turned and looked at her, her lips quivering slightly.

It seems that what she said earlier about it being the first time she’s ever seen action like that in a Hollywood movie is true.

I had no choice but to wander around the base like a bear. I couldn’t sit still. I’m like a virgin who couldn’t wait for his girlfriend to finish showering.

“What? What’s wrong?”

Abigail nodded her head at my strange behavior.

It’s your fault, you know. If I wanted to, I would have eaten all the people I killed and satisfied myself, but since you were here, I didn’t eat them out of reserve. Thanks to you, I’m frustrated. And because there’s a delicious-looking woman in front of me.

Wandering around, wandering around…

“Are you hurt? Let me see”

Abigail stands up and walks up to me. I could smell her sweat softly.

*piki* *piki*

The smell of sweat.

I had no choice but to confess.

I was so excited by the fight that I couldn’t contain it.

“Oh…”

Her gaze fell on my crotch.

……No, that one is…..you know.

I mean, Abigail, do you really think I’m some kind of sexual monster who only thinks about sex every morning till night? You’re right, but …….

“Well, I mean……”

Abigail was slurring her words. I make the call.

?It’s interfering with your work?

I think I know exactly how much energy it takes to deal with me. I want her to do her best and not waste this precious time. It’s for the sake of both of us.

“Yeah…….”

Abigail nodded, her eyes downcast.

“But is there anything I can do to help? If you let it go, it will get out of control, right?”

That’s right. That’s why I wanted to go outside. To find animals.

I’m the kind of person who can fuck animals and eat them too. From my point of view humans, aliens, and animals are no different. They are objects to be raped, killed, and eaten.

Abigail……you’re looking at a true monster, a filthy monster.

“I don’t want you to get upset like you did before.”

Before? Before what?

……Oh You mean the day I came back from being toyed with by a perverted fox woman and an orc officer. Abigail was very naughty that day. I don’t want to remember that, but that’s too much…..

Abigail chuckled when she saw that I had finally stood upright and looked over.

“hmm, I don’t want to see Gevaudan become enraged. Right?”

…… Well, I’ll take your word for it.

I took Abigail outside.

It was a beautiful autumn day. The air was dry and refreshing.

?Take off your clothes.?

I wrote that on the ground and threw the branch.

Abigail seemed a little concerned about her surroundings, but she nodded her head and began to take off her clothes.

She unbuttoned her men’s clothes, peeled off her jacket, and removed it from her body.

The belt clinked. The pants slid down her hips without a hitch.

“It’s kind of embarrassing…….”

Abigail bit her lip, hiding her top as she stripped down to nothing.

Her naked body was as artfully proportioned as ever, and she looked even more fleshy than usual. I wonder why.

…… I see. It is the first time I have seen her naked body in such bright light.

I had only ever seen her in a dimly lit prison, in a carriage, or at night.

Her skin, exposed to the sunlight, looked so soft and shiny, and the shadows created by the richness and unevenness of her body were unusually erotic. Especially the shadows on her lower breasts and navel.

Even the texture of her skin and each strand of golden hair that hangs over her body appears to shine.

I lifted her up by her sides and sat her on a rock with an apron on it. It was a girl’s sit – a flat sit. It was a little cold but bear with me.

Then her face is right in front of my waist.

“What!?”

While admiring Abigail’s naked body, which even a woman would envy up close, I squeezed the reddish-black, swollen penis.

She was speechless as she watched the grotesque scene unfold before her eyes. It was probably the first time she had ever taken the time to admire my big, fat penis.

Would she be offended if I asked her to let me use her hair? It’s a game I learned from an elf girl…….

Even so, I felt a strong sense of ecstasy just being in the presence of the woman in front of me. I felt a sense of immorality, as if I was teaching an innocent nymph who had just appeared from the depths of the forest to perform a dirty act.

It was also nice to see Abigail stunnedly keeping her eyes on the tip of the butcher lance I was holding against her. My impure libido is stimulated.

As I quicken the rhythm of my hand, Abigail squeezes her eyes and mouth shut and lifts her chin. All right, all right, a capable woman is different from a naive elf girl.

In the satisfaction of knowing that such a pure woman understood the purpose of my despicable act, accepted it, and moved with it in a teasing way, I slammed my burning spunk into her beautiful face.

“mmm!?”

Abigail’s body shuddered as the hot spray hit her face. But she didn’t turn her face away, she just looked up and was at my mercy.

It was the first time in a long time that I had been holding back. The amount and viscosity of my cum was so great that Abigail’s face and hair were quickly covered in a sticky mess.

The white liquid dripped down her body in a thick layer.

With my whole body stiffening, I had become a lowly creature that just kept showering her with semen.

After a long spurt of semen, Abigail let out a gasp.

As she huffed and puffed under the sperm I had jerked off, I could see a semi-solid stream of sperm running …… through her pretty lips.

She couldn’t have been more radiant as she panted in the sunlight, covered in my cum.

I couldn’t help but take one of Abigail’s hands and hold it, then continue jerking myself off on top of her.

Slowly, she moved her hand to squeeze out the remaining semen from my urethra. Each time her white finger hooked on my penis, I felt a strong rush of pleasure run up my spine.

“Huh…….”

I still want her to let me use her hair. While I was wringing my hands thinking about this, I heard hot breath coming from underneath the meat stick.

I saw Abigail reaching her other hand down to her crotch while she squeezed me.

She was comforting herself.

Abigail’s body was covered in my fluids and she was twisting around eagerly, touching herself while I forcefully groped her. As I looked on in fascination, I felt a tightening under my hand.

“Haa…… haa…… haa…….”

I let go of her hand, but she didn’t stop her motions of squeezing the beast’s rod.

Abigail increased her speed, matching the rhythm of her groping with the rhythm of the masturbation. The lustful rhythms of her hands were perfectly linked.

“Haha ……! Ahh! Ah! Ah! Aah!……ahm?”

She finally brought the tip of my butcher’s lance close to her mouth and began to thrust her little tongue out to tingle my urethra.

“*lick*….. mmm…… ? eah…… eah, ahhh!”

I was transfixed by the lustful curves of her body and the obscene movements of her hands. I was mesmerized by the sound of her voice escaping from behind her tongue, and before I knew it, I ejaculated. I had reached the limit of my endurance, not for the physical pleasure, but the mental pleasure.

“Ah!? Ahungu? *cough*? *cough* *cough*?”

Abigail’s back was arched as she took my semen into her mouth, almost drowning in it. What she couldn’t hold in her mouth dripped back down her neck and onto the bulge of her ample breasts.

Abigail licked the cloudy white off her lips. She then licked her tongue and placed her dewy, pink lips on my son’s mouth.

She then began to suck on the pulsating penis, as if she was in a hurry to eat melting ice cream.

“Haa…… Muchu……? *lick……? Rero…… Ah… ……Kuchu……? Haa……Ng……? Ah… …m? …… jup…… jup.”

Her oral services continued as she moved straight into a blowjob. Of course, the movement of the hand playing with her crotch does not stop either.

“Ng…… ? jub…… ? jub…… ? jub…… jub …… jub……”

Abigail relaxed her body and let go of me. I could see her throat making a gurgling sound.

“‘Chub …… hah …… ah …… ah …… ?’

I wondered if it was intentional or not. Her mouth opened wide as she took a hot, wistful breath.

Her mouth opened wide as she gasped for air, her lips were a beautiful pink color and there was not a drop of my semen left. She was just offering me a pose to prove that she had finished drinking.

“Ah …… ah …… ah …… ah …… ah ……”

Abigail raised her brows and continued to breathe raggedly. She hadn’t stopped masturbating.

My semen ran down from her collarbone, to her cleavage, to her stomach, to her navel, to her lower abdomen, to her bush. I could see Abigail twirling it around her fingers as she pushed it deep into the bush.

“Hmmm, ? Mmmm……!”

Abigail raised her flushed face. Her eyes were filled with water as she stared at me in silence, a single tear running down her cheek.

Her eyes are cloudy.

Abigail lifted her hips from her flat sitting position and spread her legs in the shape of an M on a rock.

In the middle of it, you can see her two fingers playing with semen, and her slutty pits twitching greedily behind them.

“don’t be so hash……”

I ejaculated three times into the back of Abigail’s womb.

It didn’t take long.

She kept coming, and each time she had a deep orgasm, I was forced to ejaculate as well.

All the while, Abigail’s muffled, sweet screams echoed quietly through the forest as my black, blue tongue ravaged her throat.

After that, Abigail slept soundly. No matter how tough she was, she must have been exhausted. I decided to let her rest today.

It’ll be fine.

I’m going to trust you.