Risk Level <4>: Girl - Overflowing Nectar
"...Counselor...?"
"Mmph, mm... No, it's nothing."
"Did I... do something wrong...?"
"No. You didn't. You're doing... hah... just fine."
Watching me struggle to hold back laughter, she tilted her head in confusion for a moment before resuming her task. She wrapped both arms around her own breasts and began gently rubbing my manhood, buried deep in the valley between them. The reason I was fighting back a smile was simple—she was just too adorable.
She had lathered her large breasts with soap suds instead of using a shower towel, mindful of her sharp talons, and was washing my body with them. When I shamelessly asked her to wash my erect manhood as well, she had led me straight to the bathroom for the first time, granting me the ultimate paizuri service.
Her heavy breasts, soaked with water and foam, swayed and slid along my length trapped between them. The slick, smooth sensation was intoxicating, and every time they bounced up and down, they slapped wetly against my thighs. The upper curves, squeezed and deformed by her grip, jiggled enticingly before my eyes. It was addictive.
Slap... slap... slap...
"Does it really feel good when I wash you like this...?"
"Yes... it feels... ngh, really good."
She still seemed to think of this act as nothing more than washing me, just as she had been taught. When I asked to be sandwiched between her breasts, she had eagerly dragged me into the bathroom. How could anyone be this cute?
"Hehe... I'm glad if it makes you feel good, Counselor."
Truly... slap, slap, splash... While gently stroking her hair as she devotedly serviced me on her knees, I savored the feeling of my manhood being engulfed by her breasts. It was astonishing that such a slender waist could support both those massive breasts and her wings.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
Looking down at the lovely woman kneeling and serving me for my sake stirred a deep sense of masculine conquest. Encouraged by the pleased groans escaping my lips, she quickened the movement of her arms while glancing up at my face with those large, innocent eyes.
"Harpy... ngh, hah...!"
"Hngh, mmph...?"
Though I desperately wanted to enjoy her service longer, I couldn't hold back. I thrust my hips forward, pushing my manhood into her mouth and releasing a torrent of pleasure.
Spurt, spurt...! Splurt...! Spurt! Spurt...!
"Ah... as expected..."
"Mmph, pwaah...?"
Spurt...! Splurt...! Drip... drip...
"Kyaa...?"
After placing my length on her soft tongue and filling her mouth, I pulled back midway to paint her face with thick ropes of semen. I had no idea why, but I was strangely aroused. Seeing her pure eyes looking up at me triggered an irresistible urge to defile her.
"Ah... uuu..."
'It's... hot... Counselor's baby seed... and it smells so strong...'
"A-ah... I'm sorry. That must have surprised you."
"...Gulp."
"..."
Even though I hadn't asked, she swallowed the messy load coating her mouth without any sign of disgust, her expression almost entranced. The sight sent a jolt of arousal through me, and my manhood quickly regained its hardness, twitching greedily in search of another hole.
"Harpy, stand up... put your hands on the sink and turn around."
"Nngh... Yes..."
Obediently following my instructions, she leaned over the sink and presented her pale, moon-like rear to me. I grabbed her hips and thrust forward without hesitation.
Schlick... squelch...! Drip... drip...
Her insides were already thoroughly soaked. As I pushed in, a thick strand of her arousal spilled out and clung stickily between us.
"Hngh...!"
Unlike her gentle personality, her inner walls clenched viciously, demanding semen. A groan escaped me involuntarily.
"You're... so wet."
"...The moment I saw you, Counselor... I got excited... Hngh... Hngh? Inside... it's throbbing so much... Hah...!"
Hearing that made it impossible not to throb. Still, something felt off. My desires and impulses were harder to control than usual. It was almost like being drunk.
"Ngh, hah..."
I felt like I could figure out the reason if I thought about it, but her walls squeezed tightly around me as if refusing to give me that chance.
Squeeze...! Tighten...!
I pulled back slightly to calm myself, then drove deep again.
Thrust...!
"Hah!? Nngh...!"
Her hot insides clung stickily, the bumpy textures rubbing every inch of me without mercy. If she hadn't pulled away with her breasts earlier, I would have finished the moment I entered.
"Counselor... you're a little rough today... Hngh, ah...!"
"...Ngh, I can't calm down...! It's because I like you so much, Harpy...!"
Slap...! Slap! Slap!
Her vagina was truly exceptional. Thanks to the technique that allowed her to lay eggs without breaking them, she could make her walls ripple or undulate at will if she focused. Even as I pounded into her vigorously, she wrapped around me perfectly, drawing helpless moans from my lips.
"Hearing you say that... hah... ngh... makes me happy... Hngh...? Ah...!"
Every time I thrust all the way to the entrance of her womb, my hips slapped against her soft rear, producing wet, rhythmic sounds.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!!
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...!
Her plump rear rippled beautifully with each deep thrust, and even from behind, I could see her breasts—specialized for nursing—swaying heavily.
"Huh...?"
The reason I suddenly blurted out in a daze while lost in our mating was simple. While watching her jiggling rear and feeling the urge to give it a light—or perhaps not-so-light—spank, something else caught my eye and completely overrode that impulse.
"Harpy... is that...?"
"Hngh... hah... hngh...? Yes...?"
Seeing her breasts sway between her arms as she leaned on the sink was already enough to make me gasp inwardly, but what truly shocked me was the sight of white liquid dripping from her erect nipples, which had hardened from arousal just like mine.
I hadn't noticed during the paizuri because of the soap suds, but now it was clear. Of course it would happen. She had already become a mother—producing milk for her child was only natural.
"Counselor... ngh...!?"
I grabbed her slender waist tightly and turned her around while still inside her so she could face me. The unfamiliar sensation of her twisting walls nearly pushed us both over the edge, but we held on. I was already consumed by a stronger impulse than the urge to spank her.
"Counselor... hngh... this... hngh...?"
Now fully lifted off the sink and held in my arms, she looked anxious and fluttered her wings in the narrow bathroom. Once she wrapped her arms around my neck, she relaxed and leaned into me. The added weight drove me even deeper, pressing against her cervix. She trembled from the pleasant pressure, but that wasn't what mattered right now.
Suck...!
"Hah...!?"
Jiggle! Jiggle! Jiggle...!!
Since I was holding her, her breasts were at the perfect height for me to suckle. Without hesitation, I took the sweet, juice-filled fruit into my mouth and sucked hard. At the same time, I thrust upward with my hips, and Harpy could only let out embarrassed moans before beginning to cry out like a beast once more.
"Hngh, hah...! Ah...! Hngh...! Hah, ah...!"
Suck...! Slurp...! Suck...!
Her milk was mild yet sweet, with a smooth aftertaste that went down easily. Honestly, I had only wanted to try sucking on a lactating breast—I hadn't expected the taste to be this good. Now that it suited my palate, I lost myself in it, sucking greedily.
"This... is for the baby... hah...! Baby... milk... hngh, ah...!"
She kept saying it was milk for the baby, but there was so much leaking that I doubted a little would make a difference. Ah... this sweet, milky scent surrounding her breasts was going to become an addiction. There was no fishy smell at all—just pure sweetness. Every time I swallowed, strength surged into my lower body. I couldn't let this go.
Suck, suck...! Slurp...!
Slowly... I was getting close... Inside... jiggle, jiggle, jiggle! Jiggle...!
"Hah...! Ah, hngh, ah...! Hngh...!"
Harpy seemed to be approaching her climax as well. Her wings wrapped tighter around my back, pulling me in. Her inner walls lost control, squeezing and twisting around me desperately. With the rich taste of milk filling my mouth, I knew this would be the most satisfying release yet.
I wished Harpy could feel this pleasure too—and that thought was my mistake.
Due to a habit ingrained through training, I naturally shared my senses with her. In that instant, an unfamiliar wave of pleasure flooded my mind, making my legs give out. I fell backward.
Thud! Splash—!
"Hngh...!? Ugh...!"
Squirt...! Splurt! Splurt...!
Harpy fell with me, still impaled, and the strong thrust against her cervix made her arch her back and spray a clear stream across my stomach. I was no different.
"Hah... ngh...!"
It was my first time experiencing this—the intense pleasure that melted my mind completely white. It felt like I was being milked dry, semen gushing out in powerful spurts.
Spurt, spurt, spurt...!! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt...!!
My testicles throbbed painfully as thick ropes shot through my urethra. I didn't even notice the drool running down my chin from the overwhelming sensation.
"Ah... ngh..."
...It was the moment I first realized another danger of this ability.