Reincarnated in a Vast, Lonely Universe
Copyright© 2025 by Dragon Cobolt
Chapter 8
Science Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Matt died. This is kind of required to be reincarnated into another universe, but it was still rather annoying. But now, awakened within a city that sprawls over an entire continent, empty of all life and any sign of who used to live there, he finds himself completely and utterly alone. Where is he? What is this universe? Why was he reincarnated here? Will he get any hot elf girlfriends? These questions and more are all answered - but will bring but more mysteries and more adventures...
Caution: This Science Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Reluctant Romantic War Science Fiction Paranormal Furry Group Sex Harem
There was a question, which came to me.
But it only came after.
Keke’s mouth and mine were meeting, and her cute, chitinous little thighs were spread wide, her hips bucking, her cunt leaking liberally onto the floor. Her mouth was open and her tongue quested, finding my own – but mine was longer and thicker. It was part of having a muzzle. I tilted my head and pushed her against the floor even harder as she groaned against, me, her palms sliding along my chest, her fingers crooking as she cupped my pecks. Or abs. I ... I was honestly not sure which. I think pectorals were the ones up near your shoulders, where your nipples were.
It was hard to think, because Kanagoraga was hastily yanking what was left of my uniform off with her hands, kissing and nuzzling and biting onto my shoulders. She kissed up my throat to my ear, whispering huskily.
“I want to go first.”
I broke the kiss, while Keke whined, her hips bucking gently against my thick, long gnollish cock.
“No, me! I’m first!” she said, slapping her palms against my chest.
“Ladies,” I said, a bit abstractly. My brain was, at that moment, going through the circle of: rut rut rut fuck fuck fuck fuck which was making it a bit hard to decide precisely how to cut this particular Gordian knot.
Heh.
Knot.
I made a mental note to remind myself to tell Alin-1 that later, when I could string sentences together. At the moment, though, my indecision was interrupted by Kanagoraga shoving into my shoulder, sending me spilling to the side. Keke was ontop of me seconds later, kissing my belly, while Kanagoraga leaned over to kiss my muzzle as I laid on my back. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alin watching eagerly, her grin impish. I closed my eyes, reaching my paw up to tangle through the thick curls of Kanagoraga’s hair. She broke the kiss only once she needed to breathe – allowing me to groan huskily, because Keke had opened her lips wider than a normal girl should have been able to, then thrust her entire mouth down along my cock.
Modded or not, she got about two thirds of the way down before she froze, her eyes bulging, gold and black glittering with unshed tears. She surged back, grabbing her throat, hacking, coughing.
“Goddess, did you never get dick sucking mods?” Kanagoraga asked with her normal level of tact.
Keke wheezed. “No,” she gasped. “I-It looked easier in the doujins.”
“Of course she reads doujins,” Kanagoraga scoffed.
I sat up, panting, softly. “Kanagoraga,” I said. “Remember that talk we had about you being nicer to people?”
“ ... yes...” She blushed. “I also read doujins, Keke.” She gulped. “It does look a lot easier in them...” She was looking down at my cock. “I respect your clarity of vision, Mathew.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“Well, you picked such an ... impressive...” Her finger traced along the edge of my bright red cock. The contact made my dick twitch and surge eagerly, as if it was just waiting to be buried deep inside of her tight, quivering elf-pussy. Which. I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw, forcing myself to not just leap onto Kanagoraga immediately.
“Actually, that was Alin’s choice,” I said, as primly and properly as I could, considering two gorgeous elves were in the middle of molesting me. And an elf AI was watching with gleaming eagerness. Then, ruefully, I had to add: “ ... not that I complained.”
Keke breathed in. “Okay!” She nodded. “I’ve read all about this. I can do it.” She moved onto her belly, which allowed her to look up at the length of my cock. The shadow it cast across her features only accentuated the size, and I was pretty sure that laying down there was making it significantly more intimidating for herself. She gulped, while Kanagoraga looked, for the moment, quite haughty and pleased ... but ... as I watched, Kanagoraga’s features softened. Without me needing to make a gesture, or even to raise an eyebrow, she slid around, tugging her own top over her shoulders and freeing her own perfect breasts, she caressed Keke’s spined hair, her voice soft.
“Don’t worry,” she said, softly. “You’ve got enough augments to handle this. Plus, we’re elves. We’re stretchy.”
Alin caught my gaze and mouthed ‘told you’ at me. I shook my head, while Keke put her palms underneath herself, lifting her body to her hands and knees. She leaned in, breathing in my scent, and kissed the tip of my dick, while Kanagoraga murmured softly.
“Yeah, just start off nice and eager. Treat it like you’re just learning a new game-”
“Oh, study his dick for years until I know every detail about it?” Keke asked, drawing back, grinning at Kanagoraga who blinked.
“That ... that’s actually pretty close to being married, now that I think about it,” she said.
“Being married has far more than just sucking d ... a ... ooh!” I gasped as Keke pushed her head forward, taking a third of my dick into her mouth, into her throat, with a single smooth motion. She slurped greedily, her gold on black eyes half closed, her hair-spines twitching in spasmodic pleasure. Her back wings fanned out, then fluttered shut behind her back as she started to bob her head gently, her eyes half closed as her green fingers closed around the base of my cock, right at the sheath. She squeezed me while Kanagoraga purred quietly.
“Verrrrry good,” she said. “Suck my husband’s cock just like that. That’s just how I’d do it.”
I flushed, hard. “Uh ... mmm ... uh...” I gasped. “You haven’t actually sucked my cock, Kanagoraga.”
“True,” she said. “But, also, it’s not that hard. You’re a man.” She flashed me a playful grin. “It’s not like eating a woman out. It barely requires a technique.”
My eyebrow twitched.
“You’re trying to get me to eat your pussy out,” I said, quietly.
“W-What? Use ... low manipulations to ... to...” Kanagoraga trailed off as I laid back on the ground. It was remarkably comfortable, considering we were on the hard floor of a communist style palace. I had a faint thought that Keke had definitely planned at least some fucking on the floor – but before I could follow that thought through, Kanagoraga saw me laying back and ... well. She moved. Her thighs spread above my head and her glittering, dripping elf pussy was right there. I had learned, from my time with Alin, that elves were sensitive, delicious, and emotive people. I was not dissapointed to find that these facts remained true even with tsundere little turtlers like Kanagoraga – my paws cupped her buttocks, my mouth opened wide and I leaned up into her and pushed my tongue into her sex, crooking the tip to find her G-spot. Kanagoraga gasped, her hands scrabbling along the floor as she leaned over to try and get some purchase.
“O ... Oh, I ... I ... oh my goddess!” she gasped.
“Told you,” Alin said, her voice quite smug. I was, meanwhile, doing my best to try and focus on the pussy above me while Keke was really getting into the swing of things. Her head bobbed up and down, her lips forming a tight suction against my cock as she worked my shaft with her hand and her mouth, alternating the two movements as she groaned and bobbed her head faster and faster. Her tongue swirled around my shaft as she half closed her eyes, then started to croon – sending a buzzing heat through my shaft.
Meanwhile, I was sliding my tongue from the fat folds of Kanagoraga’s pussy, pushing the tip of my tongue against her clitty and flicking it firmly, fiercely. Eagerly. She squeaked, her hand going to her mouth as her other tightened against the ground. I could just barely see the paling of her knuckles as she trembled atop me. She was trying to keep herself from cumming almost as hard as I was – but unlike her? I didn’t have a machismo streak that was driving me to make this sex act into a competition.
No. No.
I was keeping myself from cumming before she did because...
Uh.
I used one of my hands to spread her thighs wider, my peak human level strength making it easy to hold her above me, while I freed up my other hand to press the broad, flat tip of one of my fingers to her cunt. I pushed into her as I kissed her clit, crooking my finger even more inquisitively, finding that little spot inside of her that made her hips buck and her back arch. My eyes slitted as I breathed slowly, carefully, trying to keep myself from crossing over an edge that Keke was doing her best to make ... as hard as she could. She bobbed her head, faster and faster, slurping and sucking with lewd eagerness that made my head spin. My eyes closed completely as my world became dark and moist and flavored with elf pussy and elf lips.
Then Keke pushed herself over one last hurdle. Her lips pressed to my knot and, for a moment, my entire shaft was straining her cute little green throat. That was too much. I threw my head back, groaning like I had been stabbed. My balls tightened so fiercely that it was almost painful, while white blaze before my eyes. “F ... Fuck!” I gasped out as my jizz started to paint the back of Keke’s throat. She started to make the smuggest noise that a girl could while they had their throat full of gnolish cock – but then all of that was blocked out by the fierce scream of Kanagoraga as she came as well, her back arching and her juices flooding my muzzle.
Alin lifted her hand, as Kanagoraga slumped off my muzzle, then fell to her side with a squeak like a deflating air balloon.
“Keke is the winner in the sex race,” she said.
“We were racing?” Kanagoraga mumbled, her voice dazed, while I started to sit myself up. Keke, her eyes half closed, drew her mouth back and back and back. Her lips were smeared with my spunk and she coughed slightly after she had swallowed the last droplet of my cum. Then she wiped her mouth clean with one hand.
“I win,” she said. “What do I win?”
“A lot of delicious gnoll cum,” Alin said, sliding over, then taking Keke’s wrist in her hand, grinning as she leaned over and licked the cum ... my cum ... off of Keke’s fingers. Her eyes sparkled. “Now, back to the Menagerie for the actual foursome?”
“I need a bit to recover,” I said, panting.
“Do you?” Alin purred. She shifted slightly, turning to look at me with the smoldering hunger. Her eyes flared and my dick immediately got rock hard again. I chuckled.
“You ... really did design this body mod well,” I said.
“Aww, well, it wasn’t me, it was mostly other people, but thank you!” Alin said.
And so, shortly, we were back on the Menagerie. The shuttle ride up had been lots of kissing. A lot of kissing. Keke, it seemed, really liked kissing and cuddling and getting squeezed in my powerful arms – but the only thing that distracted me from kissing her was Kanagoraga leaning in to kiss me as well. I had to admit ... I had been pretty unsure if I could even keep up with a harem, but having these three beautiful elf girls snuggling up against me was doing a great deal to reconcile me to it. Sure, it was a bit ... pandering ... but...
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Alin gasped, her hips rocking as she gripped the sheets of our bed with her fingers, while Kanagoraga snuggled against my back, purring into my ear.
“Fuck that cute biot. Fuck her good.” She growled softly. She barely sounded annoyed – despite the fact I had put my foot down and made it clear that the first girl riding me was going to be Alin. Though, I was a little bit of a fibber there.
She wasn’t riding me so much as being ridden by me as I fucked her doggy style. My heavy furred balls clapped against her thighs while she cried out in bliss again and again as my knot pressed to her cuntlips. Keke, who was laying on her side, whispered softly. “I’m shocked it fits,” She whispered.
“Again, elves, stretchy,” Kanagoraga said, her voice smug as her hand reached down. She rubbed a single damp, slick finger against my tail, then pressed it against my own ass, my eyes going very wide.
“Kana!” I exclaimed, then gasped as she pushed into me and crooked her finger up. The sensation of her tickling me deep in there was as shocking as it was intensely pleasurable. I threw my head back and howled in bliss as my balls tightened. Alin ducked her head forward, trembling and arching her own spine as she was pushed over yet another edge by my cum painting the insides of her biotic womb. She gasped out.
“That ... ah ... was faster than ... than ... ah ... I expected!”
“That’s cause Kanagoraga cheated,” I said, my voice soft, while Kanagoraga grinned at me.
“Cheated? By helping my sweet husband reach his climax?” she crooned.
“Can’t ... ah ... fault ... ah ... her ... ah ... there,” Alin said, gasping.
“Why do you need to breathe? You’re a biot,” Keke said, grinning as she squirmed around, wriggling and sticking her head beneath knees, her cheek bumping right up against one thigh as her head laid beneath my balls. I was a bit mystified until Alin slumped herself forward and my dick slowly eased from her, bobbing gently as I came free – and a thick, warm stream of my jizz poured from Alin’s pussy and directly into Kiki’s mouth, like she was a rambunctious teen under a soda fountain. Keke moaned as she drank me down, while Alin’s breathing steadied.
“The bi in biot stands for biological, I have lungs,” she said.
“Mmm, true.” Keke licked her lips.
“Whose next?” Kanagoraga asked.
“I’m really running ragged,” I said, grinning sheepishly. “Can we take five?”
“No,” Kanagoraga said, pouting. “Get some aphrodisiac drugs.”
“No, we are taking five,” I said, thumping myself onto my side, then rolling onto my back. Kanagoraga pouted at me – then yelped as I grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her down against my side. Keke, who had wriggled out from under Alin in the big bed flung herself across my belly and soon, Alin had joined me on my right side. I was now quite emphatically covered in girls and I ... I liked it a lot. Keke rubbed her finger along my chest and I basked in the warm, warm pleasure of the moment.
“Okay it’s been five, right?” Kanagoraga asked.
“Five minutes, not five seconds,” I said.
“Oh that does make more sense,” Alin mumbled as Kanagoraga glowered.
I chuckled, softly.
Then ... the question started to percolate. The one that had been creeping around in by subconscious for a while.
“Hey, Keke,” I said, softly.
“Mmm?” she murmured.
“ ... why Red Alert?” I asked, frowning slightly.
Alin had been fairly clear that elves didn’t exactly have the same relationship with video games as, say, North Americans did. Their culture had been impacted by Isekais being sent over, but those isekai people had been involved in lots of fandoms – there had been anime, there had been obscure train lore, there had even been history buffs. But I was just ... trying to figure out why the hell an elf girl, centuries after the Age of Isekais was over and the current diaspora had begun, would be into Red Alert of all things. Red Alert had been popular in the 1990s, and it was still fairly well loved in RTS circles, but-
“Oh!” Keke sat up. “Well, firstly, it’s not just Red Alert. Command and Conquer still has this really tightly designed and well implemented macro system, wherein your building is easily managed and intuitive. There’s no menus or complicated falderal, it’s just credits ... or, well, solaris, dollars, credits, depending on if you’re playing Dune 2, which I also really liked, but this world didn’t really have any good giant deserts and, well, there’s no Coriolis effect since it’s not a sphere, so, like, it can’t have the winds that you really need to properly model Arraikis ... anyway, so, Westwood has this really great macro system, and while you can micro, doubly so when there are more advanced units in the later games – like GIs or Chrono Legionaries, which really come into their own when your properly micromanage them, the games themselves aren’t really as reactive as Starcraft. Though, I do like Starcraft. Well, okay, I actually only really like Sarah Kerrigan. Well, okay, I like how Sarah Kerrigan looks, Starcraft 2 sorta messed up with that. But, like, you can see what I mean – there’s this tightly designed economy that rewards land acquisition and defending, it promotes raiding – like, you can’t just sit in your base and collect minerals and vespene, the harvesters have to actually go out there, so it really rewards mobile units or air units, bikes and humvees and even just infantry blobs, so you can have this really engaging push and pull systems. But also, I really love its historical place in real time strategy and even video games as an artform. You got the earliest examples of, like, full motion video being used even better than it was in games like Myst, because unlike the goobers in Myst, Joe Kucan can actually act. And direct. Then, wow, as they got a budget, you got Michael Biehn, Tricia Helfer, Michael Ironsides, frigging James Earl Jones, and even Billy D. Williams! Like, holy moley. And then...”
She stopped, and a slow, iron mask settled over her face.
“ ... wait...” she paused. “A-Am I ... boring you?”
The tiny, nervous sound of her voice made my heart almost want to break. “No,” I said, grinning at her. “I like hearing you talk about stuff you’re obvious passionate about.”