Ghost Of Culture

Guess that balance things out in the universe. Hah!

It does make a lot of sense from my point of view, considering that I and Orvis can explore each other in great depth, learning something new and enjoyable from each other without interruption.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Well. It is already enjoyable to me. Like super-duper enjoyable.

b.o.o.boob.o.o.b.o.o.b.s.

Sure, the dragoness Orvis has absolutely no prior experience in sucking a c.o.c.k, let alone sucking a huge and fat astral c.o.c.k of mine, but she definitely makes up for it with the amount of enthusiasms that she has, losing herself completely in the s.e.xual act.

To think that Orvis is all about murdering my a.s.s only a short moment ago, but I guess that my c.o.c.k is one h.e.l.l of a negotiator. Anything can be resolved over some good old f.u.c.king. Hah!

Moaning lewdly, Orvis wraps her snake-like tongue around my shaft while bobbing her head back and forth along the length without an ounce of skill or know how. She did not even look up at me to witness my reaction.

It would be way more awesome if Orvis did, but there will be time for that. There will be time for every sort of things imaginable. My mind is full of perverted ideas. Hah!

"Oh. Yes! That is good. Right there. Keep going. Oh! Orvis! Ah!"

I proceed to actively pound her face, f.u.c.king her small mouth and tight throat, and despite the abusive nature of my rough treatment, it has only served to make Orvis more excited. Excited to the point that she begins to finger herself.

Unholy f.u.c.k!

That is so hot. So very hot!

Being dominated is something new to Orvis, as she has been the one dominating others since the birth of her existence. Of course, she had never imagined herself being dominated like this, getting pounded in the face with a hard c.o.c.k while fingering herself.

Really have no idea how Orvis is able to finger herself, considering her claw-like hands, but hey, asking her about that would definitely ruin the mood, especially when she is throating my meaty pole without even knowing what a deep-throating is.

And because Orvis is not human, she is able to take every last inch of my c.o.c.k into her mouth and tight throat without any issue whatsoever. Her lungs capacity is so vast that she did not even need to breath in doing so, thus no gagging or choking on my c.o.c.k.

Slurping sounds can still be heard, however. Arousing slurping sound, especially whenever she inhales all of me into her.

And if it was not for my hips blocking her forwards motion, she would have swallowed my b.a.l.l.s too.

Unholy f.u.c.k!

I have never been throated this deep before. Never ever! Dragon girls are just awesome!

Wait. It might be better to call Orvis a monster girl instead. Is there more like her in this Conquest, and where? Where!? I want more. More! Oh, Great Maker! Great Maker!

Orvis gobbles me down and long tongue wraps around the length of my shaft, stroking it up and down within her mouth, pulling a grunt out of my throat. Pulling out of me more than just a grunt.

That kind of technique is not possible for a normal human! And since it is so new, I cannot help but let it loose. Let it all loose! Ah! f.u.c.k!

I dump ectoplasm straight down her empty gullets and filling her stomach with my seeds. That is what I called my ghostly c.u.m because I am actually just a ghost right now.

She is a spirit, so it is fine. Hah!

Orvis blinks at the pungent taste filling her mouth and throat before swallowing it frantically. Her body glows brightly as she sucks up every single drop of my translucent white c.u.m, and despite never tasting c.u.m before, she revels in the rather delicious taste.

At least from her point of view. At least from all the girls" point of view. They love my c.u.m. They cannot seem to get enough of it. Cannot wait to see them fighting for my c.u.m. Heh.

"You are milking me, Orvis! Ah!"

I groan as Orvis continues to suck my b.a.l.l.s dry. She eventually pulls back hesitantly, so that I can leave her mouth with a pop.

She licks her lips afterwards, and strangely enough, the glows around her body did not dissipate even a little. Did I do that? I mean, did my ectoplasm do that?

"I am flowing with energy."

Orvis comments before roaring and sending a blast of energy in all direction. She even sends me flying away, but luckily, I did not hit the ground or that would have hurt.

I float back to her while pondering to myself what had just happened, and whether she is going to try and murder me again. It does not appear to be so.

My ectoplasm somehow makes her stronger? That should not have been possible, right? I mean, I still have my 2cent. I mean my 2SP, and from what the System tells me previously, s.e.xual energy replaces my spiritual energy.

And when I was bitten by those d.a.m.n Spiritual Beasts, I lost a lot of SP in the process, but that was to heal myself. Regardless, if I had given her spiritual energy, I would have lost some SP in the process.

But I did not, so what the h.e.l.l is going on? Eh. Does it really matter? Nope. Not really, especially when Orvis looks at me, questioningly.

The aura that surrounds her has dimmed more than a little, demonstrating that whatever empowering her is not permanent. Cool. Wait, is that the right word?

"You may not know this, Orvis, but I can empower people with my ectoplasm, but you have to actually get it out of my c.o.c.k."

I tell her with a grin and point at my huge c.o.c.k. It is still fully erected. Definitely wants more. Like a lot more. And of course, what I had just said is total bulls.h.i.+t, but then again, it might not be. I do not really know if that is true or not.

Orvis glares at me for a couple of second before smirking. She likes this powerful feeling flowing within her body. It is very empowering. And quite addicting.

"Then pump me full of your ectoplasm, master. My p.u.s.s.y is eager for your hard c.o.c.k."

Orvis speaks up and lays back on the gra.s.sy ground that this whole mindscape is full off. She proceeds to spread herself right there and then, offering her soaking c.u.n.t to me as blatantly as she could. Really, she might as well scream out from the top of her lungs, demanding to be f.u.c.ked hard and deep.

That would probably be way more awesome. Next time then? Right on the rooftop of the school with countless of people watching. Hah!

And as ancient as Orvis is, she knows all about s.e.x as she has seen her numerous hosts did it countless of times before. She had never done it herself though. What a waste of life! Wait! Does that mean she is a virgin!?

Unholy f.u.c.k! It is. b.o.o.boob.o.o.b.o.o.b.s! Deflowering time!

"Hah! What a s.l.u.tty dragon. I will definitely pump you full of c.u.m, but can you grow a pair of b.r.e.a.s.t.s, big ones, so I have some to suck on while I f.u.c.k you silly?"

I request as I drop to my knees before Orvis and then grab her inner thighs. Her very lovely thighs, and despite the scale, they do not feel hard or cold. In fact, they feel soft and warm. Very soft and warm.

Orvis decides to humor me and grows a pair of awesome b.r.e.a.s.t.s right in front of my eyes. Her nipples are covered with scale, however, but that does not stop me from grabbing hold of those juicy b.r.e.a.s.t.s with both hands after I guide my c.o.c.khead into her waiting entrance, pus.h.i.+ng it in without a pause.

s.h.i.+t! She definitely is a virgin, getting penetrate for the first time. Her tight c.u.n.t squeezes junior hard as I use my entire weight to spear her, breaking her hymen in the process.

Orvis only lets out a faint gasp of discomfort amidst the lewd moaning and groaning despite just losing her purity. Losing something lie that does not feel all that important to her due to the intoxicating feel of empowerment.

As such, I hold onto her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, squeezing them as I proceed to pound her, f.u.c.king her hard and deep right there in the mindscape, drenching my c.o.c.k in her warm nectar. Unholy f.u.c.k!

"Ugh! d.a.m.n! You are so f.u.c.king tight, Orvis. So G.o.dd.a.m.n f.u.c.king tight!"

I call out and slam into her repeatedly missionary style. Her legs come up and wrap around my strong waist as I did so, pulling me into her each time.

"Ah! Yes! Yes! Please master! Please f.u.c.k me! Harder! Harder! Faster! Ah! f.u.c.k me! Ah!"

Orvis cries out loudly, begging for more.

And I certainly give her more. More c.o.c.k into her tight draconic s.n.a.t.c.h. Hard and fast. So, f.u.c.king fast that it actually starting to hurt because there are scale inside. Still, the pain did not stop me from doing my thing, spearing her apart and turning her into a mewling mess.

"Master!"

Orvis calls out as she is brought towards o.r.g.a.s.m by my glorious pistoning member. Despite that, junior does not stop, continuing to piston in and out of her, bring wave after wave of o.r.g.a.s.m and letting her drown in a sea of pleasure.

"Call me Ghostly, my dragon c.u.mdump."

I tell Orvis while hammering her burning s.n.a.t.c.h and sucking her t.i.tties. Since she has no nipple to suck on, I decide to just maw her scaly lemons hard instead.

The resulting pains only bring Orvis to greater and greater climax, so much so that she wraps her hands around my head and keeping it to her chest, just so I can keep bring her pleasure with my mouth while my c.o.c.k did the same.

"Ghostly!"

Orvis calls out, turning me on. Turn me on greatly, especially hearing a girl calls my name after so very long while I f.u.c.k her hard and deep. So hard and deep.

"Yes, Orvis. Now tell me what you are? Tell me what you are to me? You are definitely not the Black Dragon of Annihilation right now, so tell me! Tell me!"

I demand and pull her uprights, so I can bounce her slender body on my steel mast. Her full t.i.ts bounce with the motion while my b.a.l.l.s churn and contract. I am going to blow. I am going to blow a huge nut!

"I am… I am… I am… ah!"

Before Orvis could answer me, I thrust up into her desperate womb and spill some burning seeds. It is enough to cause her aura to spike, wrapping her spirit with power.

"Ah! I am your c.u.mdump! Please c.u.m in me. Give me power! I want to feel powerful! Ah!"

Orvis calls out when I try to stop the spillage, and hearing that, the storm of c.u.m break down whatever little resistant I put up and surge into her womb, filling it to the brim. This is my second release when she had already a dozen.

But unlike her, mine is intoxicating. Burning with power. So much powerful. It shakes her entire astral body with every pulse from my c.o.c.k, sending more c.u.m into her hungry c.u.n.t. She eats it all up below, as power washes throughout her body and mind.

I can feel that power too, as my s.e.xual energy is being restored. It is very surprising because I did not need to unpossessed Hayate to get some points. Is it because I am f.u.c.king Orvis as a spirit?

Or is it due to the Conquest?

Whatever it is, I want more. More. A lot more. Orvis is the same in this regard.

"More. I want more. Ghostly. Please give me more."

Orvis pleads when she collapses backwards onto the gra.s.sy field, slipping out of my hard c.o.c.k. No c.u.m is spilled out of her soaking c.u.n.t, as if her body devoured it all.

"Yeah, me too, Orvis. Now, turn around, so I can f.u.c.k you in the a.s.s."

That demands cause her to look disgusted, but she eventually loves the feeling of a hard c.o.c.k spearing her b.u.t.thole and spreading her r.e.c.t.u.m. That also gives me SP. t.i.tty f.u.c.king her too. Foot-job as well.

Tail-job too. That one is weird, but I did c.u.m a lot over her tail, b.u.t.t and back.

I eventually return to pounding her tight draconic c.u.n.t, but it did not give me any SP despite how many times I have spilled myself in there. It does not empower her either the second time and onwards, so I think I can only do it once per girl in this Conquest.

Or maybe once in a while. I do not know. I do have like 300SP now. Awesome!

And I continue to f.u.c.k Orvis until the dragon humanoid is coated in my steamy s.p.u.n.k because it is a h.e.l.l a lot of fun, way more fun when I jack my ectoplasm all of those beautiful girls back back before I had met the Great Maker.

If I have known my ectoplasm has this effect, I should have tried to fill their holes all up. Hah!