Deep within a forest protected by a Sacrament of Illusion, lies the land where the elves dwell. Throughout the year, it remains as warm as spring, and no true enemies ever appear. Humans have yet to set foot here, living without the fear of monsters. The forest is purely, singularly peaceful and vast—yet because of that very flat, untainted purity, it was also stagnant.
The elves’ forest is protected by complex illusionary sorcery, so intricate that even their own kind cannot grasp it. In other words, it functioned as a zone of extraterritarianism for each clan. As long as one remained within the borders of their clan’s forest, a level of safety equivalent to “home” in the human world was guaranteed. Of course, structures did exist, but the adult elves never forced the children to reside in them. To live in the forest, to play in the forest, and to learn in the forest—that was how an elf honed their sensibilities and education. The adults would only slowly teach them the things that remained insufficient. At the very least, in this particular clan, as long as they did not force themselves to climb too high into the trees or recklessly approach the labyrinth, the children were as free as could be imagined.
This was true, for instance, regarding sexuality.
As they played to their hearts’ content within the forest, the children noticed the differences in each other’s bodies, found them alluring, and eventually began to devour one another. From watching the mating of deer, rabbits, or even unicorns, they learned the act of stroking and caressing one another, and realized that they, too, could mate. Once they realized this, there was no stopping. It was not something that could be stopped. Under the bright, sun-drenched canopy of the forest, the young elves would rub their genitals together, eventually drowning themselves in pleasure.
For some reason, the adults of this clan never tried to prevent it. Because of this, Joe never thought of sexual intercourse as something shameful or strange.
This is a story from that world, deep within the forest.
In the morning, Joe wakes at the base of a forest tree. Warm sunlight filters through his eyelids, and Joe slowly opens his eyes. Several sisters are there. All of them are Joe’s older or younger sisters. ”…Good morning.” “Ah, Joe’s awake.” “Morning, big brother Joe!” There are four older sisters, the eldest likely over a hundred years old. Since an elf’s growth stops around age eighteen and stays that way for centuries, it is difficult to tell their true ages by appearance. The youngest are ten-year-old Sheena and seven-year-old Lesta. Joe is fourteen, making him one of the younger ones in the group. “Where’s Ellen?” Among the sisters gathering fruits and wild plants to arrange on a stump-table, Joe looks for the silhouette of the somewhat airheaded sister who is missing. “Ellen’s over in that flower field.” “She says she’s still sleepy.” Having received the answer from his sisters, Joe stands up and begins to walk, yawning. “Will you go wake her?” “Yeah. We need to make her help out with breakfast preparations properly.” “Then I’m counting on you~” Sent off by his sisters, Joe strollly walks along the soft, earthen path.
He found his sister almost immediately. There was no need to search. Atop a small mound that stood out in the flower field—which, according to some, was the grave of an ancient ancestor (though he couldn’t care less about stories from three thousand years ago)—she was sleeping soundly, as usual. Watching Ellen sleep blissfully, her light golden hair waving gently in the breeze, Joe let out a sigh. She was a beauty, certainly, but she was a lazy sister who did nothing but bask in the sun. “Wake up, Ellen. Stop making Muno and Rinrin do all the work.”
“Mm… Joe…?”
Elen opened her eyes halfway, looked up at him, and then drifted right back into a deep sleep. This was a common occurrence; she was notoriously difficult to wake.
“Ugh, seriously, you’re such a pain, Sis!”
Joe was short-tempered, so he immediately began shaking her vigorously. As expected, she didn’t wake up.
“In that case…”
Joe swallowed hard. He let his eyes wander over his sister’s form, wrapped in her grass-green sundress.
To be honest, his member had begun to harden the moment he heard that Elen was taking a second nap. When she was sleeping, she was nearly impossible to wake. And if he stripped her and thrust himself into her relaxed, unresisting heat, the sensation was unimaginably good.
It was fair to say that Joe’s daily routine consisted of fucking Elen until she finally woke up.
“Huff… huff… ngh…”
Feeling the sound of his own heavy breathing unnervingly loud, he reached out and unfastened her sash, pulled her clothes up, slid them off her body, and tossed them aside.
Elen’s dazzlingly beautiful form, framed by her bright golden hair, was laid bare before him. Thinking back, it was this very body that had seen him through his first time. The first body a man ever holds is always special; no matter how many times he sees it, he can’t help but get excited.
“It’s your own fault, Sis… It’s your fault for not waking up…”
He reached between the flesh of his sleeping sister’s buttocks, extending his tongue to lick her vagina. He used his tongue to part the labia, meticulously coating the soft flesh beneath with saliva. Even if she wasn’t tense, a dry entrance was a problem, so he first made sure to lubricate her thoroughly with his spit.
Even so, she did not wake. Seeing how she could sleep through this, Joe couldn’t help but worry that if she ever left the forest, she’d be taken advantage of without even knowing it. But then again, she had never left the forest in her entire life, and she likely never would. That was simply the way of life for the elves of this forest.
Once he had finished coating her genitals with enough saliva that his tongue grew tired, Joe finally drew out his own member. It was so pre-cum-soaked that he thought it might not even be necessary to use saliva at all.
When his sisters saw Joe’s overly energetic member, they would always cheer with delight, saying, “Wow, so amazing! ♪” but Joe didn’t quite understand what made it so amazing. His father, Wingas, had never shown him a proper penis, so he had no idea what the “standard” amount of pre-cum was supposed to be.
Regardless, Joe grabbed his sleeping sister’s hip and, while lying on his side, began to thrust into her with a sweeping motion. He thought he heard her make a slightly sultry, nasal sound in her sleep, but he knew she wouldn’t wake up from something like that. Elen was a die-hard sleeper.
“See, Sis? You’re getting fucked while you sleep again… I’m just gonna use your pussy and plant my seeds while you’re out… You’re always going to be so frustrated when you wake up…”
Whispering into her ear, Joe slowly savored her vagina. Even without her tensing up, her vagina was exquisite. In fact, if they had sex while she was conscious, Joe would be helpless; he would end up climaxing before she could even get worked up. To avoid that humiliation, he found himself avoiding sex while she was awake, which was entirely counterproductive.
Elen would always pout and say, “Joe, you’re so mean,” but Joe viewed it as a personal goal—that once he became better at sex, he would be able to make her climax and satisfy himself at the same time.
“Ah… Sis, your pussy feels so good… How can you have a pussy like this? It’s way too erotic, Elen…!”
Slurp, squelch, squelch—the sounds of pre-cum, saliva, and a small amount of her natural lubrication filled the air. As usual, Elen continued to breathe softly in her sleep. Getting carried away, Joe increased the pace of his hips, teasing her beautiful breasts while fully indulging in the delicious, ruffled softness of her vagina.
Clinging to Elen’s body and sucking on her nipples, Joe finally reached his climax. He pulsed rhythmly, filling his unconscious elder sister’s womb with his semen.
“Huff… huff… ngh…” “Mm… ugh…”
Elen began to wake. Just before she did, Joe ruthlessly pulled his member out. If he left it inside, he would be walking into a losing battle, so, as much as he felt bad, he chose the “hit and run.”
“Joe…? …Ah, not again… Not again, Joe, while I was sleeping…!!”
“It’s your fault for not waking up, Sis. …Hurry up, Muno and Rinrin have breakfast ready.”
“Uuuugh…!!”
Ignoring his sister, who was glaring at him while tending to her crotch, Joe scurried away.
After breakfast, as Joe was taking a short break, his younger sisters began to crowd around him.
“Joe-nii-chan!” “Play with us!” “Alright, alright.”
Joe stood up with a wry smile. His three younger sisters were very attached to him, and he found them truly adorable.
“Let’s try to knock those nuts down with the slingshots!” “Okay!”
For children living in the forest, play was directly tied to their way of survival: how to gather nuts, and how to handle slingshots and bows.
“If you succeed, there’s a reward.” “Yay!”
Joe watched from behind as the three sisters took aim at the fruit high in the trees using their handmade slingshots. They were not wearing any underwear beneath their skirts; Joe had ordered them to strip before they arrived.
“Ah! Big brother, I hit it!” “Good job. You get the best reward, Lania.” “Yay!”
Lania, Joe’s sister just one year younger than the others, eagerly cast off her clothes, her golden ponytail swaying, and lunged at him.
“Joe-nii-chan…♪” “There, there. Such a good girl.” “Nnh…♪”
Joe pulled Lania into an embrace, kneading her immature body with lewd hands. Though slender, her body had certainly taken on a feminine roundness over the last year or two, and the texture of her skin had become increasingly pleasant to touch.
“Joe-nii-chan, let’s do something naughty…? Please, put your cock inside…♪” “You need to get wetter, or it’ll hurt.” “I don’t care if it hurts, let’s just do it fast! I love your cock, it feels so good…♪” “I love your pussy too, you know? Now hurry up and learn how to get soaking wet whenever you want, just like your older sisters.” “Yeah, I’ll try my best…♪”
As Lania pressed her hips against him as if overcome with passion, Joe stroked her and bit her earlobe before penetrating her. The other sisters, watching the lewd display between their brother and sister with envious eyes, returned to the task of aiming their slingshots at the nuts.
“Joe-nii-chan, I love you, I love you…♪ Joe-nii-chan, deeper, even deeper… you could thrust even harder than that!♪” “Idiot, didn’t Rinrin-nii-chan tell you to take care of your womb?” “But… haah… I want to be filled with more of you, more and more…” “Don’t you dare end up even more slutty than Ellen-niichan.” “I-I don’t see why not! You’re a total pervert who gets happy taking your sisters’ underwear!"" “Well, true. But Rinrin-niichan did say that if things get too sexual, even if you have a child, you might accidentally kill it with all that sex.” “N-no, that’s not allowed! I want to give birth to your baby!” “Yeah, yeah. So, keep the lewdness moderate.” “Y-yeah, moderate lewdness!”
Engaged in such perverse conversation with complete nonchalance, Joe abruptly ejaculated into Lania’s womb.
“Guh… b-big brother’s… seed…♪”
Having taken it all, Lania froze in bliss for a few seconds before relaxing.
Lania and Sheena were under a magic spell for contraception. Apparently, the spell would be lifted when they turned fifteen, but Joe didn’t particularly care. After all, they said the conception rate for elves is so low that they might only bear one child every decade.
“Big brother, Sheena found some berries too!” “Alright, come here, Sheena. Stick your butt out and put your hands down. Big brother is going to lick you.” “Yay! Sheena wants to do pussy too!” Sheena energetically pulled down her skirt, looking at me with eyes full of excitement. Joe had only pierced Sheena’s hymen the other day. I thought it was still too early, but since her older sisters, Ellen and Linlin, said it was fine, I went ahead and took her. She certainly found it painful at first, but as a result of being taken repeatedly in various ways, she was starting to grow fond of sex. “Looks like Sheena might become quite the slut, huh?” “Yeah… Big brother, you like a slutty Sheena, right…?” “Yeah, of’ course.” “Ehehe… B-big brother, you can put your cock in now, okay?” “In that case, I’ll let you make me feel good, Sheena.” “Okaay… mnh…” Lesta, the youngest, was continuing to play a game of dropping fruit with pachinko, watching Sheena and Lania, who looked incredibly happy. Since Lesta was still too young, I couldn’t perform penetrative sex with her, but once Lesta reached her limit, we would all lick her entire body.
After getting my three little sisters all sticky in the forest, I headed down to the stream to clean up, where her older sisters—Linlin, Myuno, and Julia—were all bathing together. “Ah, it’s the big sisters!” “Oh, Sheena. Were you and Lania and Lesta doing something ‘good’ with big brother?” “Yeah.” “Joe-kun really is so good at taking care of everyone, isn’t he? ♪” Unlike the younger sisters, the older sisters possessed very feminine figures, and they watched with sultry eyes as Joe began to undress behind the younger ones. Despite having ejaculated multiple times already, Joe’s member was once again erect, reacting to the naked bodies of the sisters. There was no need to hide it. Because when it came to sex, he was on equal footing with all three sisters except for Ellen. “Linlin-姉ちゃん, let me do it.” “Go ahead! ♪” “Ah, I’ll help too!” There was the pure-looking Myuno, whose long hair was adorned with several fine braids, and Linlin, the sister with a ponytail that looked like a more mature, blackened version of Lania’s hair. The two sisters thrust their buttocks forward, flaunting their genitals as they toyed with them with wet, squelching sounds since Joe’s arrival. “You can put it in right away! ♪” “Ngh, I want Joe-kun’s seed too—!” I thrust my freshly erect member deep into Linlin’s backside. As for Myuno, I only stroked her rear. However, since Myuno’s buttocks were an erogenous zone, she writhed in pleasure from that alone, while Linlin thrust her hips of her own accord, her relatively large, beautiful breasts swaying wildly. The older sisters were truly lewd and beautiful, just as much as the younger ones. “What about Julia-姉ちゃん?” “Ahaha, I’m the type who wants to ride Joe, you know. I’ll wait my turn calmly.” Julia loved the cowgirl position. Accepting this, I focused on ravaging Linlin. “Hah, hah, Joe-kun… Joe-kun, it’s amazing… your cock, which looks so ready to get big sister pregnant, is incredible!” “Linlin… Hey, Joe-kun, me too, just a little bit of penetration, just a little is fine!” “No, Myuno-姉ちゃん is still just getting her ass played with.” When I slapped Myuno’s butt with a loud smack, she jerked in response. Joe did not miss the way her juices splattered. “A perverted big sister who reaches climax just by having her ass touched is still a long way off!”
“Joe-kun…” “Hahaha, look at you, Joe, getting so bold once you’re naked♪” Listening to Julia’s laughter, Joe began to ejaculate inside Rinrin. Startled, Rinrin instinctively tried to pull her hips away, but Joe wouldn’t let her; he gripped her ponytail, pulling it taut to ensure he finished inside. “Ugh… it hurts, Joe-kun…” “That’s because you’re trying to run away, Sis. Now, make sure you get pregnant. You’re my sister, after all.” “Uuu… stop pulling my hair…”
When dinner time approached, the scent of grilled meat wafted through the air. Joe, who had just finished a round with the napping Ellen and was letting Lesta lick his member—now stained with his sister’s fluids and slowly dripping with leftover semen—lifted his head, his nose tickled by the delicious aroma. “It smells like yakiniku.” “Fo-ra-ne.” Lesta agreed, showing no disgust toward his childish face, while she continued to lap at the organ that was coated in his sister’s arousal and leaking traces of semen. “I’m looking forward to it.” “Huh? Big brother, are you going to stop letting Lesta drink?” “Do you want to keep going?” ”…Later is fine.” “Then let’s eat meat first.” “Okay~ mwah.” Lesta obediently pulled her lips away. Joe hoisted her onto his shoulders and hurried toward the tree stump that served as their dining table. While elves generally prefer a vegetarian diet, there was no exception for growing boys who love meat. Joe was no exception. Near the table, Rinrin and Julia were busy grilling meat over a stone fire. Meat sizzled steadily atop the flat rock hotplate. “Whoa!” “Ahaha, I knew Joe would be the hungriest.” Julia laughed. Rinrin, with her sleeves rolled up, stopped Joe in his tracks—not with a delicious piece of unicorn thigh, but by offering him grilled liver instead. “Whaaat!? More liver!?” “If you eat all of this, you can have the other meats, okay?” “How much is even here?! This looks like enough for two unicorns!” “Because Father said it had to be this way.” “Eeeeh!?” It was always like this whenever meat arrived from the main house. First, they would force-feed him nothing but liver. Joe was also frequently subjected to mysterious pickles or forced to take medicines. “Why is it always just me?” “Because you’re a boy, right?” …There was no way to argue with that. Living in a world where men were a rare sight, whenever his elders told him it was a man’s duty, Joe could do nothing but accept it. “Ugh, being a man is tough…” Joe grumbled, chewing through a massive amount of horse liver. The women who arrived later watched him with gentle smiles. ”…We don’t want him turning out like his brother.” “Yeah.” Joe, however, did not see Ellen and Julia, the two eldest, nodding in silent agreement.
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“Make sure the supplies are delivered properly. …By the way, Julia, how is Joe doing?” “He’s fine. So fine it’s actually worrying, day and night.” “That’s good to hear. …It would be quite a problem if he suddenly abandoned everything to become a Spirit Priest like Kent did.” “In short, all you need to do is have Father provide Mother with two or three more little boys.” ”…The mere thought of another girl being born makes my heart wither.” “Ha, sounds tough, Father. …Well, you’d better just pray that a grandson is born before Joe becomes a Sage.” “Indeed. …Our lineage is the final hope of the Northern Forest, a successor to the dragons and the Holy Beasts. We cannot allow our blood to be diluted.” “Hmph. ‘Hope’—as if that means locking him in the territory and forcing him into constant incest. Well, whatever. To someone as twisted as us, being able to do whatever we want and produce as many children as we please with a cute little brother like that sounds like a dream. However…” “Nu…?” “You might want to pray that the magic of us—the stars of that hope—doesn’t become so focused on Joe that it fails the rest of the Purple Lands…” ”…Are you hinting at a rebellion against the forest?” “I’m just talking about possibilities.”