Village Head's Debauchery



Greta's mind raced with conflicting thoughts. How could she possibly resist such a tempting proposition? The desire to have Orion release his semen into her vagina was undeniable, but the fact that he was willing to do it voluntarily and eagerly added an entirely different thing for her.

"Are...are you sure, Orion?" Greta managed to ask, her voice filled with a spark of hesitation. Despite having heard and understood his words clearly, she needed reassurance that she hadn't misunderstood his intentions.

Orion, who was still playing with her bush, pulled on it once again, causing Aunt Greta to exclaim, "Uhhhh~~~" and thrust her waist forward in response. The sudden movement caused his erect penis, which was still tightly lodged inside her vagina, to twitch furiously.

"Haaa~~~ hAAAAA~~~" Greta breathed out loudly, trying to stabilize the intense sensation that erupted from below her waist and spread throughout her entire body. She looked down at Orion's fingers, which were still playing with the thick strands of hair below her waist and occasionally brushing against her vagina lips. 

Stretching her right hand towards his hand, she attempted to grab it and remove it from her vagina hair. However, as she gripped his hand tightly and began to pull it away, Orion suddenly jerked his hand in the opposite direction, exerting even greater pressure on her hairy bush. 

That caused Greta to let out a louder yet shorter gasp of air, "HHHAAAHH!!" She hunched forward, breathing heavily once more, her legs no longer squatting but now straightened and resting on top of Orion's legs, while her inner walls were stretched apart by the girth of his erect penis.

"I have said it many times, Aunt Greta, so I don't understand which part of my words you don't understand," Orion whispered, his breath tickling her ear as he nibbled on it gently. His fingers continued tracing the lips of her vagina, while his shaft was still inserted deep inside her already damped pussy.

"However, if you want to hear it again, or even hear it repeatedly, then yes..... Aunt Greta, I want you to bear my child... I want to impregnate you... I want you to be the mother of my child," Orion added, watching as Aunt Greta gradually regained her composure. Although he knew that pulling her thick public hair might have caused her some discomfort, he couldn't resist indulging in this newfound desire.

After all, he had discovered many surprising aspects about himself since his transmigration into this world, and this was just one of them.

And, if anything, Orion would happily declare that the freedom in this world, with its minor cultural flaws, had been more than enough to reshape his preferences and broaden his horizons.

Meanwhile, Greta, having regained her composure once again, remained silent as she carefully pondered the situation.

At this juncture, it dawned on her that she had unwittingly fallen into Orion's carefully devised scheme to impregnate her and have her carry his child. It seemed logical now, considering his circumstances.

However, reflecting on her own elaborate schemes, she couldn't help but wonder if staying silent and minding her own business would have ultimately resulted in her getting pregnant with Orion's child anyway.

Well, her question had already been answered.

"Haaa..." A soft sigh escaped her lips as she let go of those thoughts. In the end, she realized she had fallen into his own trap.... a scheme that she had secretly desired all along.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself, realizing how foolish she had been. However, there was no reason for her to hold it against herself. Orion had made his desires abundantly clear, and there was no room for shame, doubt, or guilt. This was an opportunity for her to embrace her freedom.

Seeing how much Orion enjoyed her body, a body she had once despised, Greta saw no harm in allowing him to enjoy it to the fullest. In fact, Greta found herself wishing she could offer even more.....

But that was a plan for later, as for now, Greta decided to take control of the situation and ensure that every drop of his semen would find its way into her womb.

With that intention in mind, Greta cast a sidelong glance at Orion, tilting her head to get a clearer view of his face. Finally, she spoke, "If you want to release your release your semen in my womb and get me pregnant, lie down on your back and let me stimulate your penis with my vagina until you're ready to release your semen," her words were direct and to the point. "This way, I can ensure your well-being, considering your injury."

Meanwhile, Orion noticed the seriousness in Greta's gaze and sensed that she was more composed than before. Appreciating her newfound demeanour, he decided to entrust the situation to her and observe how she would handle it. 

After all, considering how he was supporting her weight and the dexterity of his fingers, there were no immediate concerns for him to address before heading to Ursa's house, except for the duration of his stamina in his current state. Feeling confident in his progress, Orion withdrew his head from her pubic bush and lay on his back on the mat, stating "I am ready, Aunt Greta."

He could sense that the few seconds he had given her to compose herself were more than sufficient.

"Okay," Greta nodded in response. Uncertain of what to do next, she quickly realized that the current position felt awkward. With Orion's erect penis still deeply inserted inside her, she swiftly turned around until she was facing him, locking eyes. Shaking her head in disbelief at the intensity of desire she felt for the young man beneath her, Greta positioned her knees on the ground and raised her hands upward, placing them on either side of Orion's head as she leaned closer to him.

To her relief, Greta didn't have to extend her hands too far before her long pointed hardened nipples was brushing against his face.