A Degenerate's Tale

Nighttime.

Saryll gazed out the palace window and onto the bustling streets of Artasia. Under her rule, this city had flourished even further. She was one of the most successful rulers in the annals of monarchs. The sight of the river that flowed outskirts of Artasia made her lips quiver with excitement. She collected her thoughts and made her way down the hall.

On the way, she encountered Abelis. He was donned in his armour, looking as handsome as ever. His expression was earnest as he bowed.

"My Queen! I've just finished with my shift."

The conduct of her husband almost made her walk back the way she came from but it was as if an evil hand was guiding. She was unable to turn back.

Wetting her lips lightly, she told Abelis.

"I'm going out for some personal affair."

"I see! Should I wait for you?"

"No."

Abelis watched his wife walk away with no desire to know what she would be up to. She was his Queen. The shrine in his heart. There was never a moment where he doubted her.

Saryll took her time to get to her destination. She used her spirits as a lantern to guide her. At her arrival, her student was waiting by the river as promised.

The quiet sound of the flowing river calmed her mind. She placed her hand over her lips to suppress a laugh.

When she first started teaching Earl years ago, she really gave her all. The main focus was on getting to know the boy first before any lessons were taught. This was the basis of their unique relationship.

The Elven Queen sneaked behind Earl and suddenly lunged at him into a hug.

"I'm here~"

This was something she used to do often at the beginning of their lessons.

"Help... I'm getting attacked..."

Earl pretended to struggle in her embrace. He could feel her soft mounds continuously grinding against his back and it felt heavenly.

They laughed and wrestled each other on the grass. At times, Earl would be tickling Saryll and at other times, she would be sitting on him.

In the end, they laid next to each other with beads of sweat dripping down their face. The soft grass was their bed and the bright moon was their witness. They gazed at the starry sky together.

"I've missed this." Earl sighed.

"I did too."

"I'm glad... you're the same."

Saryll playfully replied. "Am I?"

"Certainly."

"We'll see about that. You're not the same."

"What's changed?"

"You lust after me."

"It's only natural."

"Then it's only natural for me to start lusting after you too," Saryll admitted.

They rolled on top of each other with Earl on top. Earl held himself back and took the time to admire Saryll's features. He pressed his forehead against her and found that her eyes were astonishingly clear.

He took this chance to test the boundary again by lightly leaning in for a kiss.

As he leaned in bit by bit- Her hand stopped his approach, a mischievous expression appearing on her fine face.

"Nope~"

"A man can try,"

"That's certainly true."

With his approach meeting failure, he turned his attention elsewhere, nibbling at her long ears and kissing a trail down to her neck.

"Mhmm..."

He was at the top and was in a position of total control. His hand seized her supple breasts unrestrainedly while he left trails of kisses all around her neck area.

The softness in her breasts felt like luxury. Every pair was different and he could not get enough of it. Every touch would be rewarded with a sweet moan which told him everything he needed to hear.

Today was the second day of their affair. As such, things naturally needed to be escalated. Saryll did not let Earl touch her without fighting back. She showed no warnings as she abruptly grabbed the outline of Earl's cock.

"How does it feel to know the second penis I'm touching is yours?"

Earl lifted his body to answer. "I would get more fulfilment hearing what you have to say about it."

She traced an outline of it through his trousers. "It's big..."

"Take it out."

The Queen was not used to people giving her commands. She pouted and freed Earl's hot rod from its cage.

Little Earl was already dripping with precum. A quantity of it smeared onto Saryll's hand right away as she played with it.

"Have a taste." The boy suggested. He already knew that Saryll was a lewd woman. She took up his suggestion without question and he enjoyed the look on her face as she was blown away by the taste of his precum.

This was the effect of Charm Magic. No women were immune.

Saryll licked her lips and began to jerk Earl off. The expression on his face was smug and she suddenly found herself irritated.

For someone who was always on top, she was never in this sort of situation with her husband!

"What are you doing? Make me feel good."

"Of course, my Queen."

Earl was currently on top of Saryll who was on her back while sitting on her stomach. He adjusted his position and sneaked his hand under her dress, enjoying the suppleness of her thighs.

"That feels good, Teacher." He did not forget to praise her diligent efforts in jerking him off. It really did feel good. Her hands were soft and her movements were experienced. It was unlike with any other girl.

Earl's praise made Saryll's mind turn lewder. "Who is better? Alea or me?"

Earl felt his dick turning harder than diamonds after hearing what she said. He stuck a finger inside her sopping honey pot to reward her as she achieved her first orgasm. "Yesss...!~"

"You are terrible, Teacher... But if I must answer, it's you."

"Haah... How does your finger feel so... good..!?" Saryll bit her bottom lip to prevent her moans from becoming too loud. After calming down from her orgasm, her green eyes lit up. "So Alea has done this for you?"