Collisa (Outsider Book 1), page 9
“That's right.” Dare felt a surge of relief that she either spoke his language, or more likely the system that ruled this world was translating for him. Maybe because they were the same race and should be speaking the same language.
Or maybe his unseen benefactor had implanted the language in his brain, similar to how he was able to do things he wouldn't be able to do in real life thanks to the ability system. Or the fact that he could read the information systems.
Out of curiosity, he checked his universal abilities and saw “Haraldaran: Fluent”.
He didn't know what Haraldaran was, since Shalin was the continent they were on. Maybe it referred to this kingdom? Or the humans in it? The information suggested that there were different languages on this world, or the language wouldn't have had such a limited name. It also suggested that there was probably no common language.
Or maybe there was, but the people of this kingdom didn't speak it. He quickly checked for other languages in his universal abilities, but he didn't have any other ones unlocked. And if there were other languages available, he couldn't see them because he hadn't discovered them yet.
In any case, at least Dare wouldn't have to spend months or even longer just finding a way to communicate with the people of this kingdom. It was a start.
And hey, maybe the language system would let him learn future languages faster, like with other abilities.
As he continued forward he looked the woman over, curious about this person from another world. She seemed human, like the man he'd followed from the slime girls, not particularly different from anyone he'd seen back on Earth.
A quick use of his Eye confirmed that she was a Level 6 adult human female. No age specified, although if he was any judge she was somewhere in her early to mid 20s. Her class was Tiller, with no combat specializations he was aware of, and the names of the attacks she could use against him were borderline humorous.
She was closer to plain than pretty, although he could admit that in his old life he probably would've been interested in asking her on a date. Dare would say her height was close to average, so several inches shorter than him, and she was plump, with long brown hair in a braid and expressive dark brown eyes that were probably her best feature. Aside from maybe her large chest and round ass. Her skin was brown with a farmer's tan, although he caught paler skin peeking out beneath her clothes.
“I'm Dare,” he continued as he reached the closest spot to the farm girl along the fence.
She hesitated, then approached a few steps closer and gave him a sultry look. “Ellui,” she said, absently brushing more hay and dust off the front of her plain tunic. It had a low cut that revealed ample tanned cleavage, with a hint of a line of pale skin where the sun hadn't touched that made him want to see more.
“Nice to meet you, Ellui,” he said with a smile, which he noticed made her tanned cheeks blush even redder. “I'm new to this area . . . would you be willing to tell me a bit about your village?”
“Of course, Dare.” The farm girl quickly wiped at her face and plucked more hay out of her hair. “Not hard to guess you're not from around here, though, considering the direction you came from.” She waved vaguely towards the village. “Not many people come this way, and none from the west. No roads that way, at least not anywhere near here.”
Dare had seen as much from his own limited explorations. “I ended up coming here through interesting circumstances with nothing but the tunic on my back,” he said. “I've been working to establish a camp nearby, level up, and produce trade goods to get what I need.”
“Well there's always call for meat, sinew, leather, and worked leather goods,” Ellui said. “Even hides, if you don't want to go to the effort of curing them yourself. And depending on the monster loot there are usually people willing to take it off your hands.”
That was good to hear. Hopefully he could earn enough for a new bow and a few other things that would make his life easier. “What sort of crafters do you have in the village?”
She shrugged. “A few Leatherworkers. A Woodcarver. Most of the women put enough into weaving and tailoring to clothe their family, and a few level it up a bit farther as a side income.”
Interesting. So the people here spoke of the world's leveling system, suggesting it was a significant presence for them just like it was for him, and not some background thing running behind the scenes as they lived their lives.
“How about you?” he asked.
The farm girl laughed. “I'm one of the former. Just enough so I'm not dressed in rags, and I can turn my focus to other things I need more.” She grimaced around the farm. “Lots I need to be able to do, and only so many ability points.”
Dare gave the farm a closer look as well. It was in good order, the buildings and fence well tended, the fields growing well, and everything neatly in its place. Ellui was obviously hardworking and took pride in her home. “You've done a good job with the place,” he told her.
She blushed again, biting her lip around a pleased smile. “That pack looks heavy and you've probably been traveling awhile,” she said. “Would you like some bread and milk and a place to sit while we continue our conversation?”
He blinked, then smiled as well. “That's very kind of you, thanks.”
The farm girl motioned. “Come on in, then. You can sit on the back of the cart while I fetch the food.”
Dare shrugged out of his pack and heaved it over the fence, then vaulted it and made his way to settle on the back of the cart. Ellui fussed a bit making sure he was comfortable, then disappeared into the farmhouse.
She returned a few minutes later with a hunk of bread and two glasses brimming with milk. He couldn't help but notice that she also seemed to have taken the time to wash her hands and face and more carefully brush off her clothes.
The farm girl settled on the back of the cart next to him, the space narrow enough that her curvy hip nearly touched his, and handed him a glass before tearing the bread in two and giving him the larger piece.
“Thank you,” he said again as he sipped the milk. It was buttermilk, as it turned out, cool and tart, and went well with the heavy, slightly sweet bread.
“So what did you do before winding up in our little backwater?” Ellui asked as she nibbled on her bread, shooting him almost shy glances out of the corner of her eye. She shifted as if making herself more comfortable, bringing them slightly closer together.
Dare would've preferred to ask more questions, since he had a million and thought of more by the second. But she'd been very forthcoming and generous with him, and it wasn't like he was in a hurry.
“I worked in a che-” he cut off, not knowing if this world had industrialization. “As a crafter,” he amended. “But there was an accident and I lost my job. After a while I ended up here.”
True enough, if a bit of a stretch.
“A crafter, huh?” she said. “How vague.”
He couldn't exactly say the plant had produced dangerous chemicals that probably hadn't even been discovered on this world. Or that he hadn't actually known the process for creating them; he'd just hauled stuff around and worked some machinery.
“Anyway I decided on a fresh start,” he said, “so I chose to become a Hunter and began my new life in the woods west of here.”
Ellui's expressive brown eyes widened. “You took the 10% experience penalty?” she asked in disbelief.
He could understand her assuming that, since if he'd been born on this world he would've had to pick a class at age 12. And if he chose to become a Hunter now that was the only way he could've done it.
And he could understand her surprise, since in her eyes it would've represented losing a tenth of all the progress he'd made since picking his first class. Six years worth of experience.
Which might make the fact that he was only Level 4 more believable.
“I lost a lot coming here,” he said truthfully. “But I'm excited to make a new life for myself.”
“It looks like you're making a good start of it,” the farm girl said, glancing at his heavy burden of trade goods and all his handcrafted leather items. “You must've been busy, unless you've been here a long time and just never bothered to visit Lone Ox.”
Dare assumed Lone Ox was the village. “I've been here about three weeks,” he said. “And yes, I've been busy.”
She grinned and nudged his shoulder with hers. “Well, stretch out your legs and eat up. You can take five minutes at least.”
He chuckled and obliged, tearing off another chunk of bread with his teeth.
They ate and chatted for a while. Dare learned that the area they were in was Kovana, a small, mostly wild and unsettled region of the kingdom of Haraldar. Ellui seemed a bit puzzled when he wanted to know the name of the world, glancing at him sidelong as if she thought he might be teasing her, but obligingly told him it was called Collisa.
Collisa. His new home.
The farm girl really pressed the point home that people didn't come to Lone Ox, with even traders visiting only infrequently, and that most of the monsters in the immediate area were low level. Nothing happened, and even the frequent festivals to divert people from their lives of toil were humble and rustic.
It sounded as if she was bored, discontent with her life, and a bit bleak about her future. Even so she was cheerful and friendly, quick to smile and laugh, and Dare found himself liking her.
The feeling was apparently mutual, because over the course of the conversation her shifting around eventually ended up with her sitting with her hip and thigh pressed against his. She also leaned close to him as they talked, occasionally brushing her ample bosom against his arm.
He was starting to get optimistic about how this visit was going to end.
His heart beat a little faster when, after they finally finished their meal, Ellui set aside their glasses and then rested a hand on his leg just above his knee. “Now that you've rested a bit,” she said coyly, brown eyes dancing with mischief. “Maybe there's something you can help me with to repay my generosity.”
If he had any doubt what she meant by that, it was dispelled when her hand boldly slid up his thigh to cup his crotch.
Dare felt himself begin to harden beneath her touch and sucked in a breath that wasn't quite a gasp as she began to rub him through his pants. The farm girl did gasp, looking surprised at his size, and the gleam in her eyes sharpened.
“It only seems fair,” he answered in a strained voice. Ellui wasn't sexy and exotic like the slime girls had been, but the fact that he could talk to her, and she was so eager for him, more than made up for it.
Besides, he thought she'd be fun, and he could admit he looked forward to playing with her curvy little body. And considering her attitude towards the entire encounter was so casual, he had a feeling she was just looking for some fun too.
“Well then,” she teased, abruptly pulling her hand back and standing. “Maybe you could help me find something over by the barn.”
Dare wasted no time following as the plump farm girl strode over to the barn and leaned forward with her hands against the wall, looking back at him and licking her full lips. “I think it's somewhere around here,” she said with a playful smile as she reached back with one hand to flick up her skirt.
Apparently women of this village didn't wear underclothes, or maybe she'd taken them off when she went to fetch the food, because Dare found himself staring at a pale round ass and plump thighs.
Between those sexy thighs was a thick brown bush, framing a pussy with meaty inner labia crumpled tightly together in a slit that was already glistening with arousal. Her pale legs were also covered with a fine fuzz, and he concluded that women in this area either didn't or couldn't remove their body hair.
Well, he wasn't complaining. His eyes were fixed on that pale round ass, and the pouting pink pussy lips that parted slightly to reveal a glistening interior as she spread her sturdy legs.
“Well?” she asked impishly. “Don't know how it's done? What are you waiting for?”
Dare stepped up behind her, fumbled at his breeches and let them fall to his knees to release his rock hard cock, and grabbed Ellui's ample hips, sliding his hands along the smooth, yielding flesh and making her gasp.
She pushed back against him, trapping his cock between her thighs in a forest of soft brown pubic hair, and with a moan of delight began to rub her pussy against it from above, squeezing the sides tightly with her thighs at the same time. Before long the friction of her ministrations was eased by the juices slowly leaking from her pussy, until within a minute or two his cock was well soaked and sliding easily between her plump thighs.
He had a better appreciation for just how well endowed his unseen benefactor had made his new body when she finally pulled away and waggled her ass impatiently at him, signaling the foreplay was over. Dare positioned himself at her entrance, his tip slightly parting her meaty labia, and then began to slowly push himself in.
“Oh gods and goddesses,” Ellui moaned, fingernails scraping over the weathered wood of the barn. “You're fucking huge.”
The farm girl definitely wasn't a virgin, considering how much she seemed to be enjoying his size and how easily he slid inside her. Still, her cunt was tight and intensely pleasurable compared to the looser feel of a slime girl before she managed to compress enough slime around him to finish him off.
Soon he bottomed out in her warm, velvety tunnel, with a few inches of his shaft still outside. He rotated his hips, pressing lightly against her cervix, and as she moaned he began to pull out again. A glance down showed her pussy stretched around his girth, creating a tight ring that pulled outward slightly with his withdrawal as if begging him not to go.
“How you holding up?” he asked, pausing with his tip just inside the entrance to her pussy.
Ellui moaned again and wiggled her hips. “I'm not sure whether to tell you to take it slow until I'm used to you, or beg you to mount me like a stallion and pound me until my legs give out.”
Dare's cock twitched at her language, and with a grin he began pushing back inside her. “Let's try for somewhere in between.”
He only went a bit faster and more firmly, but even so she squealed as he bottomed out in her again. Grinning wider, he reached between her legs as he began to pull out more quickly, questing through her thick bush until he found her clit. He gently rubbed to one side of it as he once again thrust into her, faster than the last time.
“Oh Goddess of Fertility,” the farm girl moaned, pounding one fist against the barn wall. “You're making my year.” She began bucking her hips, either to press herself harder against his fingers or push back against his thrusting cock. Maybe both.
“Keep going like you're going,” she panted. “But feel free to abuse the hell out of my clit. The little lady can take it.”
Dare obliged her, pressing directly on her love button and swirling his finger firmly, while pulling out more quickly so he could thrust into her again. Then again.
Ellui's hips bucked and she squealed. Then with a throaty moan that went straight to his most primal self she collapsed with the side of her face pressed against the barn, and her tight walls clamped down on his cock.
He felt a fresh surge of her juices flow out of her, splashing against his crotch and trickling down his thighs as he thrust into her again. “You motherfucker,” she gasped through panting breaths. “Oh gods and goddesses, you fucking fucker.” She bucked her hips back against him. “I'm ready, take me like a bitch in heat.”
Dare didn't need a second invitation.
He grabbed her wide hips tight, squeezing the soft yielding flesh, and with a grunt pulled almost all the way out of her and slammed in. As she squealed he pulled back and slammed in again, then again, faster and faster. As if he really was trying to match the frantic pace of a dog.
He was dimly aware of Ellui collapsing against the barn again with a wail, velvety walls rippling around his invading cock as she again climaxed. He felt a spray of wetness over his thighs, either her juices squelching out of her pussy at the force of his thrusts or her squirting from her orgasm.
“Ooooh godddessss Daaaaare!” she moaned, voice shaking from her climax and the force of his thrusts. It was the first time she'd called him by name since putting her hand on his crotch.
The restraint Dare had built up with the help of the slime girls finally collapsed as the pleasurable sensations finally overwhelmed him. “I'm going to come!” he warned.
The farm girl obligingly hitched her skirt up higher, fully exposing her thick ass and muscular lower back. “Paint me,” she squealed.
Dare pulled free with a squelch and took aim, spurting jet after jet over her luscious round globes. Then he sagged in sudden weariness, stumbling back a few steps to sit on the back of the cart. Rough wood and poky hay grated against his bare backside, but he barely noticed as he lay back in the hay and worked to catch his breath.
Ellui stayed desperately pressed against the barn wall for a few more seconds, as if it was the only thing keeping her up. Then she took a final panting breath and straightened briskly, flicking her skirt down without apparent care for his seed cooling on her ass.
She turned to him and beamed, flushed face radiant and eyes sparkling. “That was . . . gods, I can't tell you how much I needed that,” she said in a breathless voice. “Any time you want to come around for another go, you're more than welcome.”
He chuckled weakly and with some fumbling raised his hips and tugged up his pants, tying the laces. “I think I'll take you up on that.”
“You'd better.” Ellui looked around as if slowly coming to herself, then grimaced. “You should probably go. The kids will be back from their lessons soon, and that worthless husband of mine could return from the forest at any time.” She sniffed. “Probably in there fucking slimes or cunids or whatever other vaguely woman-shaped creature with a cunt he can find.”
To say her words hit Dare like a splash of cold water was a vast understatement. It was more like a ball of ice straight to his nose at Major League pitcher fastball speeds. “Husband?” he said with a choked voice. “Kids?” The farm girl's easy smile faded slightly as she turned back to look at him. “You're married?”
