Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 1117: Crossing An Intimate Threshold**



Thank goodness!

Orion observed as Isadora wiped away her tears and stretched his hand to aid her.

Isadora looked up at Orion with a small, tearful smile. "...That was an amazing response. Did you also gain it from experience?" she asked, cheerfully chuckling and awaiting his reply.

Orion returned the smile and shook his head. "No. I thought about it on the spot because those were the right words to show you how much I cherish you."

Stunned, Isadora stood there, her lips sealed, not knowing what to say.

She was intelligent enough to devise solutions to every problem, as shown by her efforts as

the Supreme Leader's assistant. Yet, she found herself unable to form a response to his words, which somehow made her heart flutter.

This proved that what Orion had gained from caring for his many wives was more than a simple experience.

"Since that's settled, shall we begin?" Orion asked, stretching his hand and gently tracing it along her neckline.

Isadora nodded, still blushing. "Boba..." she called out.

Immediately, a small four-legged creature with snow-white fur emerged from within her attire and leapt out of the room through the window.

Orion followed the creature's movements, stunned. He had grown so used to the presence of Isadora's magical beast that he had nearly forgotten about its existence. It didn't help that it rarely came out, always hiding within her leaf-crafted attire.

The sound of leaves rustling filled the room.

Orion turned his attention back to Isadora and saw that she was taking off her attire.

Isadora untied a thread connecting both sides of her outfit at the shoulder. Instantly, countless threads loosened, and the leaf-crafted attire rippled open.

Her leaf-crafted garment fell to the ground, revealing her entire form. The only remaining pieces of clothing were a green lace top and tight knickers, hugging her body sensually. She moved to remove the rest, but Orion stopped her.

"Allow me," Orion said. He quickly discarded his attire and tossed it aside before lifting Isadora into a princess carry and placing her onto the bed. She lay in his arms, blushing fiercely, and positioned herself straight on the bed.

Orion climbed onto the bed, his muscular figure hovering over her. He gently removed her lace top, exposing her perky breasts. They were medium-sized with small, delicate peaks. He cupped them, massaging both excellently for a few seconds before moving one hand toward her tight green knickers.

The entire execution was swift and smooth. Before Isadora fully understood what was happening, a soft breeze brushed against her lower lips.

Instinctively, her thighs clenched together, shielding her most intimate area from the sensation. Surprisingly, the force behind the wind became more intense, causing Isadora to snap her legs open and glance downward.

Her eyes trembled as she realized it wasn't wind teasing her but Orion's fingers. His fingers traced along her slender upper thighs, making them tremble and sending chills.

Realizing that Orion's hands were like the wind, caressing her body, Isadora parted her trembling thighs.

With no barriers in his way, Orion's fingers made contact with her lower lips again. He gently brushed against them, circling around her intimate area.

"Haa..." A soft moan escaped Isadora's lips.

'It's amazing,' Isadora thought, struggling to catch her breath.

She now understood how powerful Orion's touch was.

It was as if he had devoted his entire life to mastering every corner of a woman's body and her most sensitive areas.

However, it only took a brief pause before another soft moan escaped her lips. "~~aHH~~"

Soon, Isadora realized something crucial.

Whenever Orion caressed her and didn't get a response, he would quickly adjust, applying another technique to correct his previous movements. Through this method, Orion quietly transformed her body into a blazing furnace moulded under his touch.

One day, Isadora visited Orion's manor to inform him of an important matter, deciding to take a light rest before returning home. However, when she awoke and tried to leave, she was greeted by an arousing sight: every one of Orion's wives was sprawled across the wide bed in the main room. Some were deeply asleep, others twitching fiercely as their feminine juices continued to leak, while a few still moaned in their sleep.

Only a handful remained awake, but the pleasure, love, and happiness were evident in their hazy eyes.

A man whose words could fill one's heart and stir her soul...

A man whose touch could slowly render a woman's body helpless, causing it to writhe with pleasures she never knew she was capable of...

A man whose love knew no bounds...

It slowly became clear to Isadora, as she felt her feminine juices dripping from her lower lips, without Orion even penetrating her, that calling his nature debauched was ann/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

understatement.

"AHHH~~~" Isadora moaned loudly, feeling her feminine juices pour out like a river, drenching her slender thighs and the sheets beneath her.

A fierce tingling sensation spread through every fibre of her body, causing her to jerk. Soon, an intoxicatingly musky scent filled the air.

"Now, let's begin," Orion said, positioning his veiny, throbbing shaft against Isadora's soft, folded lips.

The haziness in Isadora's eyes momentarily cleared as she heard Orion's words. She opened her trembling lips and shouted, "...WAITTT!!" Only then did her senses return.

However, undeterred, Orion gently thrust forward, breaking through the barrier within Isadora's drenched, narrow lips.

"AHHHH!" Isadora's voice thundered through the room as she felt her virginity being taken by Orion's veiny shaft.

Without giving her time to recover or think, Orion pulled back before thrusting in once more. He maintained a steady rhythm, penetrating her narrow lips as her feminine juices leaked out, drenching his entire veiny shaft and the sheets beneath them.

Soon, the room was filled with the sound of sweaty, fleshy bodies slapping together.

"HAAA~~ Ahh~~~ HAAA~~~" Isadora moaned loudly, her sensual voice resounding across every corner of the room.

Her moans merged with the echoes of their lovemaking, creating an intoxicating melody that spurred Orion's movements, enhancing his rhythm.

Isadora felt waves of strength and exhaustion washing over her with each passing second.

Noticing her ears twitching violently, Orion lowered his lips. However, the moment his lips

grazed her ears...

"WAIITT... AAHHHHHHH~~~" Isadora's moans tore through the walls, echoing outside and reaching the ears of everyone nearby.

At a building some distance away.,

A woman with four ears and toned, visible muscles pinned a man beneath her, riding him

fiercely. Both were drenched in sweat, and the bed was soaked, indicating they had been going

at it non-stop for hours.

Despite struggling to keep up, the man below held her waist, adding thrusts whenever she

pulled back.

The two were Lyndon and Leona.

Suddenly, their four ears twitched violently before stopping.

"That sounds like my sister-in-law's voice. It seems brother-in-law has pinned her down

and is doing all sorts of passionate things to make her scream like that," Leona said, smiling lightly as she turned her head to the open window.

"I was worried she wouldn't receive enough love and tender care in a household like this, but there's no reason to worry. She's clearly getting more than enough," she added before refocusing on Lyndon. "Husband, won't you make me scream like that too?"

Lyndon tried to respond to Leona's words but was too exhausted. His body shivered as her soaking, tight cave tightened even more around his throbbing shaft.

Seeing him like this, a playful smile appeared on Leona's lips, and she resumed her

movements.

"Even if you don't know how to yet, I'll make sure you're capable in the future. Don't worry; leave everything to your lovely wife~~~" Leona said, moaning softly. "~Ahh~~Ahh~~" Despite his exhaustion, Lyndon nodded and never let go of her waist, aiding her movements

again.

...

The next morning,

Isadora stood before the women of the household. After giving a speech introducing herself and revealing some secrets known only to her, she remained silent, observing their pondering expressions. Even Selene and Shani were present, glancing at her several times while

whispering.

"Alright, we welcome you to the family," Celeste said with a smile. She wore a flowery mid- thigh dress hugging her voluptuous body, coincidentally matching Isadora's leaf-themed dress.

Celeste approached Isadora and hugged her, welcoming her to the family before letting go. "We? I haven't agreed yet!" Crystalia's voice suddenly reverberated from behind.

"I don't think that's necessary!" Celeste shot back, glancing at Crystalia and snorting. "If you had Selene's royal demeanour, you'd have developed some ample assets by now." Isadora glanced down at her chest before looking at Crystalia, who stood up angrily at the

back. Though her breasts were neither flat nor ample, she couldn't help but admit that compared to the other women present, they might as well be.

Her only real competition seemed to be the pixies flying around, but was that even a fair

comparison?

"Here you go, dear. Selene and Shani will teach you everything you need to know. If you have

any questions, please ask any of us-except for Lyra and Derry. They'll get you into trouble before you even realize it. I would've warned you about Whisperwing too, but it seems she's given up her mischievous ways after spending time with Seraphina, so you don't have to worry," Celeste said, pointing at the women she mentioned.