Chapter 305 New Hierarchy -5
Chapter 305 New Hierarchy -5
After their bodies had mingled, a quiet afterglow settled over them.
Yura, catching her breath, slowly rose from her seat.
"Mm, aah..."
As her pale back and waist came into view, the sensation of withdrawal rippled through his shaft and glans in waves of pleasure.
Pushing herself up from his lap, she turned around and promptly knelt before him.
As if refusing to bore him for even a second, her fingers traced the length of his cock, now slick with her fluids and his seed.
"Haah..."
Staring intently into Jiha's eyes, her five fingers wrapped firmly around the tip before slowly descending down the shaft.
The grip of her hand and the maddeningly slow pace combined to create an exquisite sensation.
"Fuuu..."
Jiha's thighs twitched just after his lengthy climax had ended.
For an ordinary man, there would be nothing left to give after coming so hard, but Jiha, having consumed blood, could go again.
He was capable, yet the echoes of pleasure still hummed throughout his body. In this sensitive state, the succubus's hand coiling gently around him, stroking down and up, made his head spin.
"Mm, mmhmm..."
"Does it feel good?"
Yura smiled softly as she stroked him, gripping lightly at first, then squeezing with more force.
While her right hand held, shook, and stimulated, her left cupped the two weighty sacks, kneading them with a deft touch.
"Huu, mm..."
The moment Jiha's groan rose, Yura pressed a kiss to the glans.
Chuu. Chuu.
Looking straight up into his eyes, she sucked away the semen clinging to the tip in thick strands.
Even once she'd cleaned him spotless, her lips didn't leave him; she circled her tongue, pressing and teasing the sensitive head.
"Fuuu..."
As the man's shaft twitched and swelled further, Yura opened her mouth and took the glans inside.
The succubus's lips drew in the end of his cock, released it with a faint pop, then sucked it in even deeper.
And then, having swallowed the tip completely...
Schluurp. Schluuurp.
She sucked and licked, her lewd moans mingling with the sounds.
"Hnk, mmhmm."
Not even a minute after he had come, a woman was latched onto his cock, sucking with desperate fervor.
Her eyes glistened with a moist sheen, promising to do absolutely anything to make the man feel even better.
Yura didn't just suck mindlessly; she opened her mouth to release him before clamping down and sucking again, repeating the cycle.
The suction deepened bit by bit.
The lewd, resonant smack of her slurping filled the air: schlluurp, schluurp.
"Huk, hnk..."
Jiha grabbed Yura's horns, his body trembling.
It felt as if the seed was being forcibly yanked from deep inside his body; the ecstasy of having his recently-spent cock targeted so intently was beyond words.
Even in a state of near-exhaustion, he was aroused, the afterglow of his climax drawing out endlessly.
When Jiha twitched, trying to bury himself deeper into her mouth, Yura shook her head and pulled away.
"Hnk."
Jiha hesitated, but Yura simply extended her tongue, lapping at the glans in slow, circling flicks.
The sight of her licking the tip while looking up at him like a bewitching cat was unbearable.
"Haah..."
Watching Jiha's expression, she took the glans into her mouth again, swirling her tongue around before sucking hard—chuu, schluuurp.
Then, she lowered her head and took the entire length in her mouth.
"Mmph. Ssllurrp. Schluurp. Schlrrp."
"Uh, huk..."
Pleasure hit him—sudden, sustained, and intense.
The succubus had swallowed him to the root in one smooth motion, sucking so lewdly that waves of pleasure rivaling another climax crashed over him without end, threatening to make his head spin.
"Mmrph. Ssllurrp. Slluurrrp. Schluurp. Chuuup."
After swallowing him to the base and then pulling back slowly as if spitting it out, Yura released his cock and looked up at Jiha with a soft smile.
"Did it feel good?"
"...Keep going."
Jiha growled low in his throat.
He was so worked up he was on the verge of losing it, ready to explode from the urge to pin this wanton woman down and dominate her immediately.
Yura felt a shy, thrilled delight at how aroused the man was.
Yet, her voice only grew more sultry.
"Just a moment."
Plop.
Yura reached her hands around front and undid the front knot of her breast covering.
Swoosh.
The black cloth loosened and drifted downward unhurriedly.
The voluptuous breasts, like snowy mountain peaks, gradually revealed themselves.
If it slid just a little lower, even the nipples would...
"..."
Even Jiha, despite his boiling arousal, couldn't help but stare, momentarily speechless.
Truly, a woman's breasts held a kind of magic that seized a man's gaze.
Among them, Yura's were exceptional—not just large, but shaped with breathtaking beauty.
No man could look away.
Especially Jiha, who knew firsthand the joy of kneading them.
"..."
He knew she was doing this to buy time, yet he couldn't tear his eyes away.
Having captivated Jiha by baring her chest, Yura extended just her tongue again, licking slowly from the tip down to the very base.
Chuup. Chuup.
On the way down, she caught the shaft with her lips, teasing it with her tongue from the side.
After slicking his cock with a messy coating of saliva, she came back up. Then, right over the tip, she parted her lips.
Drip. Plop.
Saliva dripped down.
At the utterly obscene sight, Jiha swallowed hard.
He was no stranger to women, but what Yura was doing right now was so outrageously lewd he could focus on nothing else.
"Aahh..."
Yura took her own breasts in both hands, spread them slightly apart, and looked at Jiha.
Then, raising her head to lock eyes with him, she nestled his cock into the valley of her breasts.
"Hnk..."
Jiha, who had been utterly fixated on Yura's actions, shuddered at the sudden onrush of pleasure.
Yura pressed her breasts together from the sides with her hands and stroked up and down, and the sensation of his slick, well-lubricated cock rubbing through that tight channel produced an overwhelming ecstasy.
"Mmm... Lady Barjet can't do this for you, can she?"
"...Mmhmm."
Barjet's chest might be slightly larger, but Yura whispered that she had her own advantages.
As Yura shook her upper body, her full breasts swayed obscenely; every time they sank down, only the very tip peeked out.
The pressure of being completely enveloped by such magnificent breasts was absolute. Jiha sighed...
"Mm, aaah..."
With Jiha's cock still nestled in her chest, Yura opened her mouth and let her saliva drip down: plop, drip.
She intended to squeeze and rub him even more softly, more gently.
The sight of a sweet-faced, beautiful succubus—so incongruously endowed with huge breasts—squeezing and rubbing Jiha's shaft while drool dripped from her lips made his cock flex and twitch.
"Mm, mmhmm."
Fwoosh. Plap. Schlrrp.
Sensing Jiha's rising pleasure, Yura moved her chest faster, stroking deeper and shaking her upper body more vigorously.
Her breasts squeezed around him, released, then pressed down again in a relentless rhythm.
"Mm, aaah..."
Yura stopped her movements and pushed up Jiha's shirt.
Then, she latched her mouth onto the man's bare chest, his nipple, and sucked it lewdly.
"Mm, mmhmm."
Fwoosh. Plush, schluurp.
The succubus, having sandwiched his cock between her massive tits and shaking them of her own accord, now darted her tongue out and sucked his nipple.
Even as her lips smacked, the gaze she fixed on Jiha—seeing the pleasure on his face—was drenched in happiness.
"Schlrp, mm, aaah. Haah... Chuuup."
Swoosh, fwoosh.
As Yura continued to suck his chest and squeeze him with her breasts, shaking them lewdly, Jiha felt the surge of another climax building.
"Ah, mmhmm, please come for me, Master Jiha."
"..."
When Yura breathed a sweet, pleading entreaty, his excitement swelled even further.
When Jiha reflexively bucked his hips, Yura halted the swaying of her breasts and simply pressed them together from the sides, rubbing.
As the firm flesh squished him from both sides with crushing pressure, the repetitive sensation of thrusting and being pulled back made his orgasm surge violently.
"Ah, haah, mm. Mmhmm."
Yura clung to the man's chest, sucking his nipple, nibbling, and drawing on it with a sharp suction.
All so he would feel just a little bit better.
His mind softened under the succubus's devoted service, yet his shaft only grew harder in contrast.
"Hnk..."
Spluuurrrrt! Spllrrrt!!
"Mm, haah."
Semen erupted from between her breasts.
As it splattered onto her cheeks, her chin, and her forehead, Yura closed her eyes and accepted it, even while continuing to squeeze and release him with her breasts.
"Aaahh..."
Jiha's arousal flared again, poised to come in rapid succession, but Yura released her breasts and immediately took his shaft into her mouth.
"Hnk..."
Schluurp.
The technique of sucking only on the tip, drawing it in with focused pressure.
The pleasure felt like being drained through a straw. Jiha gasped a harsh sigh and came again.
Spluurrrrt. Spllrrrrrt!
"Hahk, haaahk. Mm. Mmhmm..."
Yura smacked her lips, fervently sucking on the spasming tip as the semen kept gushing out.
Her hand stroked the shaft, up and down, urging him to give her more.
It felt like it would never stop.
Completely hollowed out, Jiha let out a ragged breath.
"Huk, haaahk."
Chuuup.
Releasing the glans from her lips, Yura shyly lowered her eyes and slowly swallowed the semen in her mouth.
Drenched in sweat, Jiha steadied his breathing as he watched her take his seed.
"Mm, aahh. Ah..."
He couldn't hold back anymore.
When Jiha grabbed her hand and pulled her up, Yura flinched in surprise.
"Ah, Master Jiha, wait just a..."
With the semen still streaked across her face and cheeks, Yura hurriedly used Purification to make herself perfectly clean.
In the meantime, Jiha pulled her into his arms, spread her legs, and thrust inside.
"Heup?! Haaahk!"
He sank deep into Yura's inner flesh, already soaked from her relentless sucking of his cock.
Yura clung to him, one arm around his neck and legs coiled around his waist, letting out a breathless cry as her body shuddered.
Fwoosh! Thrust! Fwoosh!
As they merged, seated in the office chair and facing each other, Jiha grabbed Yura's hips with both hands, kneading the plush flesh as he moved.
"Hahk, aaahk. Ah, ahk! Ahk!"
When Jiha seized her hips tightly and bucked upward, Yura's inner walls clamped down, sucking him in deep.
Whenever he pushed in, the entrance would squeeze him tight enough to make him dizzy; whenever he pulled back, the walls would drag at him from every angle, refusing to let go.
"Mm, haah, ahk!"
Panting, Yura reflexively rocked her hips to meet his.
When Jiha thrust in, she dropped her hips down; when he pulled out, she lifted them, keeping perfect rhythm.
No, even when Jiha stopped, she writhed on her own, grinding her hips mindlessly.
"Hahk, haaahk. Aaah, aahg..."
Enfolded in Jiha's arms, Yura moaned and shook her head.
"...I was... just supposed to make you feel good, Master Jiha."
"We have a bit more time. I'd feel cheated if I were the only one finishing."
The truth was, Yura had only intended to make it short, keeping in mind that Jiha had many tasks waiting.
Her plan had been to satisfy the man and let him get back to work quickly.
But Jiha, having seen right through her, held her close and was now making sure she was thoroughly satisfied, too.
Just when his strong hands seemed to be kneading her backside roughly—
Smack!
"Hyaht?! Ah, aahk! Ah, ah!"
A light spank sent a jolt of pure pleasure through the succubus, making her convulse and shake her hips even more frantically.
"Mm, mmhmm. More, please do that more. Master Jiha. Master Jihaa."
Creak. Creeaaak.
As an over-excited Yura shook her hips violently, the chair shrieked in protest.
He drove himself to the hilt into the pussy of the succubus clinging tightly to him, and as he kneaded her breasts and rubbed her ass before delivering another sharp smack...
"Ah! Haa. Aaah! More, mmhmm. Haah..."
The inner walls of Yura's cunt sucked at him with a chewy grip, wringing his cock.
"Who could resist doing it when it feels this good?"
"Ah, aahhng. Mm, mmm. Mm, aahn. Aaah..."
At Jiha's whisper in her ear, Yura's hips shook violently before she simply stopped.
The inner flesh that had been so lewdly sucking the man in clenched down.
She had pushed herself too hard, overpacing wildly, and had peaked yet again.
"Hahk, haaahk. Ah, ah, ahk."
"Slowly... just feel good enough to last."
Jiha whispered affectionately, and, still gripping Yura's hips, began bucking upward again.
Even as their bodies joined, he didn't forget to read the woman's heart.
Schluurp. Thrust! Schluurp.
"Ah, haaahk. Hahk, mmhmm..."
Because when a man loosened his touch gently, a woman's body only grew hotter, responding with more fervor.
Every time Jiha thrust upward, Yura shuddered, her huge breasts swaying back and forth.
Reaching out to cup one of those breasts, Jiha kissed Yura as he adjusted his pace.
"Mm, mmhmm. Haah, p-please, do it faster..."
Normally, Yura's inner walls lessened the stimulation when Jiha went fast and intensified it when he went slow, pulling at him with severe suction.
But right now, it was sucking him in with a ravenous, desperate grip.
A suction force that spread nothing but pure bliss, without a trace of pain.
"Mm, mmhmm..."
When Jiha deliberately pulled out even more teasingly, even more slowly, the stimulation sharpened, making his head spin.
"Ah, mm. Haah. Aaahh..."
The moment Yura's inner walls convulsed again with a breathless, dying cry, Jiha couldn't hold back any longer and buried his hips to the hilt.
His rigid cock pressed deep, against the deepest part of the woman.
Spluuurrrrt!!
It twitched and poured out his seed.
"...Ah."
Yura let out a single short moan, trembling uncontrollably, unable to form words.
Her face was utterly undone.
Gaping wordlessly, swept away by a climax larger than any she'd felt before, she could only shiver.
At this, Jiha kissed her and pulled her into a tight embrace.
Their bodies clung even closer in the seated position, yet even so, he kept spilling his seed inside her.
Splrrrrt! Splurrt!
"Ah, hahk. Hahht. Aaahk."
Whenever the man came, the woman's body jolted and sobbed, her enormous breasts rippling, seducing him further.
With his left hand, Jiha caught one of those swaying tits, kneading it while his right hand stroked Yura's backside, letting himself come and come again to his heart's content.
"Fuuuu..."
Their bodies were drenched.
Even after finishing his climax, Jiha held Yura in his arms.
Leaning her head against his chest, Yura whispered.
"...I'm sorry you saw such an unsightly display."
"What are you talking about? It was incredible."
"..."
Today, Yura had pushed herself to a remarkable degree.
She had thought to make it as quick as possible so as not to steal time from Jiha's work...
Yet, contradicting that, she had taken her time when using her mouth.
Having caught her breath while still wrapped around Jiha's neck, Yura murmured.
"...Asira told me she was held by you in the garden, Master Jiha."
"Oh?"
"I think, in her own way, she was pushing me forward... thinking of me. Telling me not to lose to her."
"Still quite the bond between you two."
Though Yura and Asira had become women who served the same man, they were still on good terms.
Yura gave a small shake of her head.
"...No. It's only since we started serving you together, Master Jiha, that we've been able to truly speak from the heart. Asira, who always treasured me but was also overprotective, has only just now acknowledged me as a full-fledged adult."
"Is that so."
"...Both Asira and Lady Barjet are formidable rivals. And in the future, the number of women who will wish to serve you, Master Jiha, will only grow."
Yura lifted her head slightly and looked at Jiha with a gaze full of deep affection.
"But still, I am your number one woman, Master..."
Chu.
Jiha didn't let her finish, kissing her instead.
"Today, you're the best."
"..."
Their bodies still intertwined and in a close embrace...
At the man's words, Yura's eyes only brimmed with tears before she returned the kiss.
Chu.
A desperate kiss.
One that wanted to convey the feeling of love.