Elysium XXX Side Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Igi Thorne
Chapter 13
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 13 - A godlike entity enjoyed a game that humans once played and decided to create such a world of his own. Igi, one of the first players, wanders the world and decides that the weak need a little help, so he starts a project: Guild Elysium. AI helped me write it, but the story is my own. It’s my first one—you’ll see my amateur storytelling. Please don’t be harsh on me.
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Dara sat down opposite them, eyes sparkling with mischief. Maren hesitated for only a second before she shyly lifted her skirt and straddled Igi’s lap. He shrank his cock just enough to slide easily into her already dripping, eager pussy. The moment the head was inside her, he let it swell again — thick, hard, and perfect.
Maren gasped as she slowly sank down. At first she only took the smaller size ... then the sudden growth stretched her wide. Her eyes flew open and a shaky, broken moan escaped her lips.
Dara smiled warmly. “See, Maren? It would be a sin not to enjoy something this good.”
“Oh my ... I just sat down and now...” Maren’s voice trembled. “Wow ... it’s like an explosion of heaven starting between my legs and bursting straight into my head...”
She started bouncing — timid at first, then faster, moaning openly, completely lost in the feeling of Igi filling her so perfectly.
Dara couldn’t resist. She slipped a hand between her own thighs and began rubbing her clit while watching pure bliss spread across Maren’s face. Then she leaned forward, cupped Maren’s cheek, and pulled her into a deep, hungry kiss.
Igi just leaned back and enjoyed the hot, silky slide of Maren’s pussy around his cock.
The kiss grew more passionate. Their tongues danced. Breasts pressed together.
Suddenly a little girl ran into the kitchen.
“Maren! Why are you kissing?!”
Maren froze, still fully impaled on Igi. Dara turned bright red and looked away.
Maren tried to speak. “Because we ... ahh...”
Igi didn’t move his hips — he simply lengthened and shortened his cock inside her in smooth, deep strokes, fucking her without any visible movement.
Maren’s voice cracked. “Because we ... mhhh ... love each other ... ahhh...”
The little girl tilted her head. “And why are you sitting on Igi?”
Maren’s eyes fluttered. “Because ... ahhh ... you’ll like sitting like this too ... hmmm ... when you’re bigger...”
The child clearly didn’t understand what was happening, shrugged, turned around and skipped away, already forgetting why she had come in.
Dara hissed, half laughing, half embarrassed. “You’re terrible, Igi! What will the children think?”
“They don’t know and they won’t understand,” Igi answered calmly. “They’ll forget in ten seconds. Or they’ll make up their own story.”