Personal Maid — 2
Seria cradled my cock in her palm with painstaking care. Even as the sticky remnants of everything I'd spilled while getting myself off dripped down and soiled her hand, she paid it no mind at all, and pressed her lips to it.
"Nngh♡!?"
She pursed her mouth, the soft flesh gathering into a delicate little wrinkle. The instant those lips touched the head, a jolt of pleasure shot through me so violently my hips nearly leaped off the floor. I slapped a hand against the wall on reflex and stood there trembling.
When I looked down, Seria was still the picture of elegance and composure. Her green hair was gathered into a bun, and even with streaks of semen smeared across her pink lips, that refined air of hers refused to crack. She was far more beautiful than she had been in the video. The sight of her was more than I could take.
"Khhhnngh♡!"
With a thick, wet spurt, semen came surging out of me. Caught off guard by the sudden climax, Seria managed to suck down a little of it — but most of the load simply painted her face.
"Hah... haah... hahh..."
I stood on tiptoe, fingers clenched, forcing myself to stay upright. Seria rose slowly from the floor. She was a little shorter than I'd expected — I could see the crown of her head.
"If it would please you, Lady Heren, may I undress and attend to you properly?"
"Ah... huh?"
What did she just say? Oh. Clothes... I should take them off. I need to tell her to strip... but the sight of my cum all over her face stole the words right out of my mouth.
Neither cock had gone down — not the one I'd already come from several times on my own, and not the one that hadn't even gotten a proper blowjob yet. I was spurting like some hopeless premature wreck, and still both of them throbbed as if we'd only just gotten started. Well. Of course they did. Snake Beastkin were a race of sex addicts — put two of us together and we'd turn a perfectly good room into a sauna.
"Lady Heren?"
"Ah— uh, y-yeah! Yeah! Y-you should take them off♡"
That elegant voice called my name a second time. It snapped me back to myself, and I nodded. Seria shut the bedroom door behind her and treated me to a striptease just like the one from her interview video. After that, my reason simply... vanished. I felt like I'd turned into an idiot. When I came back to my senses, I was clinging to the now-naked Seria like a dog, grinding my cocks against her thighs.
"Hngh! Hnngh!"
I sank my teeth into the nape of her neck and mounted her the way a dog in heat would. And Seria, still radiating that same refined composure, simply took it.
"Lady Heren, may I apply some gel?"
Unlike me, Seria didn't stammer. She delivered the question in perfectly measured diction. Hearing her like that, I tripped over my own tongue.
"W-what?"
"You seem a bit too impatient to proceed to foreplay, so I thought I should ask."
"Th-that's... h-hurry♡ Haah, hurry♡"
A completely incoherent answer. Seria didn't mind in the slightest. She pulled a clear tube from her bag and squeezed a thick ribbon of gel into her palm. The viscous stuff slithered down with a wet, obscene glorp. The sound was strangely vulgar, and I swallowed hard. Seria rubbed the gel between both hands until it turned cloudy, then slathered it generously over my cocks. Not just one of them — both.
Then she went to the bed, tucked a pillow under her hips, and lay back. Her ass lifted just enough. Her pretty pink pussy came into full, unobstructed view, and I toddled after her like a lost puppy and sat down between her legs.
"Eh."
I took hold of one cock — and froze. The entrance looked narrower than I'd expected. Considering she could give birth, it would obviously swallow a cock just fine, but—
"U-uunnngh~♡"
It was far too tight to just shove into, and I couldn't help hesitating. I kept swallowing dryly until Seria spread herself open with her fingers and soothed me, telling me it was all right.
"I was prepared for you, my lady."
Gulp♡
"My pussy, my mouth, my breasts — you may use all of them as you please."
If the physical difference had been so great that sex itself was impossible, she never would have been hired as a maid in the first place — that was what Seria was telling me. I swallowed again and again, then grabbed one of my cocks and grunted.
"Th-this is..."
How the hell does my sister even retract these things? If I'd known it would be like this, I would've done some exercise. I pulled a miserable face at the belated regret, and once again Seria told me it was fine.
"Even if you fumble a little, or show me something embarrassing, I won't say a word."
"R-really?"
"Yes. Of course. I am a maid, after all."
Gulp.
Even if I turned out to have some perverted kink, she wouldn't breathe a word of it — that was what she meant. I asked if that would still hold if my parents asked, and Seria smiled and nodded.
"My master is you, my lady."
"Th-then... I'll just do it like this...♡"
I took hold of my cock and pressed it to her pussy. What I felt was a curious warmth — a little hot, even, for a snake beastkin like me. I shivered at that higher body heat, then started rocking my whole body forward and back.
"I-it's not going in..."
"If you lift from below as you push, it should go a little more easily."
"L-like thi—hngh♡!?"
Was it all the tension I'd built up from failing to get it in? I spread my legs a little wider, the way she'd said, and lifted my body — and my cock sank all the way in, deep, in a single stroke.
The sensation of forcing that tight entrance open, twisting it apart. The feeling of packing Seria's insides completely full with my cock. I clenched every muscle I had and shook. Even my tail stood straight up, frozen in place from the pleasure. When it finally began to ebb, I thrashed the bed with my tail and let my mouth fall open.
"Hahk♡ Hehhk♡ Hehhk♡"
My split tongue — that uniquely serpentine thing — lolled out long. Drool stretched in sticky strands from the long fangs that only I, among my family, seemed to have... I probably look like an idiot. I thought that as I caught my breath, and a beat later, the pleasure of my first time finally hit me.
"Ah— ghhhn. Nngh, nnhh! W-wait, just— just let me stay like this for a second~♡"
Her inner walls were squeezing into every gap between the ridges. Something slick — the gel, or something else — coated everything, and the sensation was so good I felt like I'd come the second I let my guard down. So when my tail finally started to settle, I collapsed into Seria's arms and gasped for air.
A beat later, those enormous breasts filled my vision. The breasts that were the reason I'd chosen Seria in the first place. No matter how many times I looked at them, they were wildly, almost vulgarly mismatched with her refined appearance.
"Hauup♡!"
I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and bit down, and her areola filled it completely. A texture different from the rest of her breast wrapped around my tongue. I worked it this way and that until I found the nipple hidden inside, and started jabbing at it.
"Mmm... nn..."
Seria let out a small moan, and at the sound of it I grabbed her other breast hard. The thought that I might be hurting her never even crossed my mind. I just... I just wanted to bury my cock in her and roll my hips. I wanted to follow where my cocks led, devour this female's body however I pleased, and come until I felt good. Thinking that, I watched her breast spill between my fingers and sucked greedily at her nipple.
"Schluurp♡! Mmwah♡!"
I lifted my head without letting go of her breast, stretching it taut. The underside came up, and a concentrated scent of sweat hit me all at once. The smell punched straight into my nose, and I started rolling my hips immediately.
"Nngh♡ Khhhnngh♡!"
No — it wasn't just my hips. I was moving my whole body. I wasn't used to the piston motion at all. Having an actual partner made it harder to move, too. But even that was enough. I felt like I finally understood why everyone sang the praises of sex.
"Hah♡! Hnngh♡!"
So I kicked at the blankets over and over, driving my cock into Seria, and before long I was dumping a full load of semen deep inside her.
"Ah— aaaahnngh♡!"
I shoved my hips in as deep as they would go and shook all over.
"Ah."
And then, a beat too late, I realized I'd come inside her without a condom, and a jolt of panic went through me. The "procedure" was a contraceptive magic circle, sure, but the worry still hit me unbidden. I stared at Seria with wide, startled eyes. She looked quietly down at her own belly, then smiled and reported that the magic circle had settled in just fine.
"Uh... uhh..."
What am I even supposed to say to that? I sat there in stunned silence, and Seria sat up and stroked the cock that was still standing stiffly at attention.
"Then allow me to attend to this one as well."
"Eh? U-uh?"
"If you'll permit it, I'll climb on top."
And with that she flipped us over in one motion and sat herself down on me.
"Mmm... hnngh..."
Seria slowly pulled my cock out of her. Every time a ridge caught, her pussy stretched long around it, and I swallowed hard. She planted both hands on my stomach, lifted her knees, and crouched over me. Then, as if she wanted me to watch, she took hold of my other cock and began to sink down onto it — and I realized that what I'd thought I'd understood had only been half the picture.
"H-heeeehhhk~♡"
Sex felt good. That much was certain. Good enough that everyone acted like idiots over it. But it wasn't the vaguely pleasant thing I'd thought I'd figured out—
"Mm... hnnn... well done, Lady Heren."
It felt so good it was like my soul was being pulled out of my body. That was exactly what my first time with Seria — a girl I'd only met today — felt like.