Village Head's Debauchery-Novel



Orion's first move was to let his finger delicately trace the contours of Dariya's flower. With each tremor that reverberated through her body, his drowsiness evaporated, replaced by a renewed vigour coursing through his veins. 

Dariya, equally captivated by the sensations, remained fixated on his every action, curiosity brimming within her, eager to witness how his touch would help her find release from her pent-up stress.

However, for Orion, the current conundrum was not about wasting time pondering whether a tree nymph could become wet or not. Instead, his focus shifted to the task at hand: how to bring Dariya to a state of arousal. Clinched to explore uncharted territory, Orion's hands ventured from the edges of Dariya's flower's fleshy lips towards its very core. As his fingertips reached the fleshy lips of her flower, he plunged his index finger into the pulsating warm depths. 

Unlike his previous encounters with Malaia's flower, he now consciously absorbed the experience, noticing how her fleshy inner walls seemed to come alive, throbbing in rhythm and emanating a warm sensation that caressed his finger with each gentle stroke.

Still, despite the challenging task of arousing Dariya, who appeared to be holding herself back and maintaining composure far more than Malaia, Orion remained determined. He observed as Dariya bit her lip, attempting to stifle the impending moan that threatened to escape, before redirecting his attention to her flower.

With swift precision, he introduced a second finger into her pulsating hole, skillfully manoeuvring and exploring with a combination of bends, rubs, and twists, confident that his techniques would elicit a response, or at the very least, moisten her vagina. Yet, after several minutes of delicate movements, akin to playing a piano, no change occurred -no dampness, no indication of arousal.

Frustration filled Orion's mind as he withdrew his fingers, feeling a slight ache in his digits. "Impossible," he muttered to himself, unable to comprehend the lack of response from Dariya despite her squirming, twitching, and soft moans. 

He had attentively watched for any signs, scrutinizing her expressions in search of the elusive sweet spot that would bring her pleasure. Yet, despite his persistent efforts, every manoeuvre had proven futile, leaving him baffled and frustrated.

Dariya observed Orion's sudden pause and the furrow on his forehead, unable to suppress her curiosity any longer. "What's wrong?" she inquired, her voice filled with a combination of concern and suspense. 

Orion glanced at her, his expression betraying a sense of embarrassment and a desire to disappear into the ground. Unfortunately, they were currently suspended above the earth, leaving him with no escape. 

However, he also realized that Dariya might not fully grasp the gravity of the situation, which offered him a small glimmer of relief.

Meanwhile, as Dariya raised an eyebrow, ready to ask again, Orion swiftly interrupted with a proclamation, "Found it!"  Perplexed, Dariya raised an eyebrow, her curiosity intensifying. Before she could voice her confusion, Orion cupped her flower with both hands, his fingers delicately grazing the area where it protruded. Sensing the impending danger, Dariya began to utter, "Or-" but it was too late.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh~~~"

Orion's touch ignited a powerful surge of pleasure, causing Dariya's legs to straighten abruptly. Her eyes, once focused on scrutinizing his movements, now widened as they stared into the vast expanse of the sky, lost in a blissful daze.

'So this is really it, huh?' Orion mused to himself, realization dawning upon him. It seemed that his search for Dariya's sensitive spot had been misguided all along. Instead of delving inside her warm pulsing pussy, he should have focused his attention on the exterior. 

After all, a tree nymph's flower possessed the power to bring them to their knees, which meant there had to be a specific spot, a pinnacle of sensitivity, located just below the back edge of the flower.

"Uh~~~ Ahhh, Ori...on!" Dariya's voice trembled as she desperately uttered his name, her final plea to halt Orion's relentless advance. The sensation that surged through her body upon his touch was overwhelming, causing her lower limbs to succumb to temporary paralysis, rendering them unable to respond. 

Even her upper body struggled to function, except for her eyes, fingers, and lips. "Ah~~~ Ah~~~~" Gasping for air, her breaths came out in heavy bursts, each exhales an attestation to the intense pleasure that consumed her being.

Meanwhile, a gleeful smile spread across Orion's face, revelling in the realization that he had uncovered such a remarkable discovery. After all, Dariya was not just an ordinary woman but a tree nymph, making his accomplishment all the more significant. Yet, before he could dwell on his achievement, his attention was abruptly diverted as he witnessed a thick, glistening substance emerges from the depths of her warm, pulsating vagina, shimmering enticingly under the moonlight.

"Amazing," Orion murmured with a curious gaze, his gaze fixated on the mysterious glistening liquid. Temptation danced in his eyes, compelling him to unravel the enigma. Succumbing to his desire, he swiftly withdrew his left hand and positioned it at the point where the liquid had pooled.

With deliberate intent, he dragged his two index fingers upwards, gathering the thick substance. Then, he brought his fingers closer, holding them just outside the entrance of Dariya's flower, before finally succumbing to his own temptation. He dipped his fingers into his waiting lips, allowing his tongue to explore the tantalizing taste that coated his senses.

His widened eyes reflected astonishment as he savoured the flavour of her thick release. It was not just Dariya's cum; it was pure honey, a delicacy he had not experienced since his arrival in this world. Memories flooded back, reminding him of the distinct taste he had once known.

And at that moment, the realization dawned upon Orion that he would soon plunge his erect penis into the depths of Dariya's warm, pulsating flowering core, awash with the overflow of such honey. 

An electric surge of expectation coursed through his veins, causing a delightful shiver to ripple down his spine. With a focused decisiveness, he positioned his hard throbbing penis at the very heart of her inviting fleshy walls, his right hand continuing to caress and stimulate the sensitive back lower edge of her flower, and without delay, he instantly thrust forward.

"EEEHHHHH~~~UAAAAAA~~"