Minerva, the Witch Driven Mad by Her Long-Cherished Desire
With her eyes downcast and her lower lip bitten tightly between her front teeth, a tearful Minerva let go of my cock and slowly reached for her robe.
Rustle.
"Huuu..."
Squeezing her eyes shut as a whistling breath escaped through her teeth, Minerva slowly parted the front of her tightly closed robe. The magnificent sight of her plump breasts gradually spilling out from the opening was more thrilling than opening a long-sought treasure chest.
Slide, jiggle.
Just as I expected, she wasn't wearing any underwear. Her stiff pink nipples and her sweet-looking, massive copper-skinned breasts—easily an F-cup—jiggled enticingly as they spilled out from beneath the robe.
"Oh..."
I had stared at them yesterday until my eyes ached, but this was the first time I was seeing her bare breasts completely exposed. As her hands trembled while clutching her robe, her large breasts quivered slightly, sparking an intense desire in me to touch her soft skin.
"I-Is this enough nowoo?"
"What do you mean, enough?"
"Yesterday, you came just from me showing you my breastsoo..."
Blushing furiously, Minerva mumbled in a voice so quiet it could barely be heard. Her hands, still holding the robe wide open like an exhibitionist, were trembling, but I ignored it and leaned in closer, looking down at her large copper breasts.
"Doesn't doing it with your breasts mean rubbing them against it?"
"That's... breasts weren't meant for that kind of purpose in the first place. Just looking at them should be enoughoo..."
"Tsk..."
When I thrust my rock-hard cock forward with a stern expression, Minerva shrank back again and hung her head. Excited by her silent submission, I licked my lips and slowly reached out toward her large breasts.
"I-I can do it myself, is there really a need to touch themoo?"
"I have to taste them before I use them, don't I?"
"How vulgar... To describe a part of the body meant for nursing a child in such a way..."
Minerva looked up and glared at me as if she couldn't believe her ears. I wondered what she thought of motherhood to say such a thing, but I simply shrugged, ignored her, and reached out again.
"Huuu...!"
Realizing that reasoning with me was futile, Minerva bit her lip and let out another whistling breath. Treating her sighs like a beautiful instrument playing in the background, I reached out with a hand trembling with anticipation and firmly squeezed her large breast.
"Ahng..."
Letting out an involuntary groan, Minerva closed her eyes, let go of her robe, and covered her mouth with both hands. Leaving her be, I closed my eyes and savored the exquisite sensation against my palm. It felt less like walking on clouds and more like kneading them.
"Haaahng..."
Squeeze, squish, knead.
An exquisite softness, contrasting with a firm, elastic grip that clung to my palm, surged through my hand. Her copper breasts, glistening with sweat from her nervousness, were truly the ultimate breasts. I swallowed my saliva, slowly stroking her breasts with my entire palm, enjoying the texture of her skin.
"Hng, huuuung..."
Whimpering through her covered mouth, Minerva glared at me with half-lidded eyes, venting her frustration. Sensing that I was intentionally avoiding her nipples, she pretended to shy away from my touch while actually pushing her nipples toward my palm to guide my hand.
Grab!
"Ahng!"
Amused by her obvious intention, I smirked and firmly grabbed her soft breast. I kneaded them for a long time, enjoying the sight of her flesh spilling through my fingers, before slowly letting go when I saw red finger marks left on her skin.
"Huuu..."
Left unsatisfied by the teasing foreplay, Minerva had taken her hands off her mouth and was now clutching her thighs, looking up at me with feverish groans. Sensing that if I teased her any further, I might lose my chance to taste them, I reached out and pinched her trembling pink nipple.
"Heeeyt...!"
As I rolled it between my thumb and index finger like a small bean, it was as if a switch had been flipped. Minerva let out an ecstatic moan and smiled. Enjoying her reaction, I rolled her nipple with my left hand while using my right to lightly scratch her pink areola as if drawing on it, teasing her further.
"Hah, huu, huuuung..."
Stroking her areola, which felt slightly bumpy with tiny goosebumps in contrast to her flawless copper skin, I licked my lips and stared at her nipple pointing straight up. The sight of it made my throat dry with a desire to take a bite, so I decided to act on it.
Suck!
"Huuuung?!"
Squeezing her breast with my right hand, I pulled her chest closer to my mouth. Minerva, who had been kneeling quietly and offering her breasts, winced and was pulled forward by my grip.
"Ah, it hurtsoo...! Hng, huuuut?!"
Though she whimpered from her breast being stretched, she was pulled onto my lap, sitting face-to-face with me. The moment her stiff nipple was caught between my teeth, she let out a sweet moan and her eyes softened.
"Huut, huut, huung... haht..."
As I gently nibbled on her sweet nipple with my teeth, passionate groans escaped her lips. Staring at her breasts filling my vision as I suckled, I felt a sense of peace and tranquility wash over me. I could finally understand why babies clung to pacifiers.
"Huut, huhu... huuuung..."
Stroke.
Minerva, who had been quietly offering her breasts, smiled with satisfaction and reached out to caress my cheek. Catching a glimpse of her motherly smile, I lowered my head again and stared intently at her plump copper breasts.
Her skin was smooth, glossy, and completely flawless, save for a tiny mole hidden beneath her breast that I almost missed. Taking in every detail of her breasts, I gently nibbled on her stiff nipple.
Pop!
Deciding I had tasted enough, I pulled her nipple out of my mouth. Glistening with saliva, the nipple caught the light and shone like a jewel. Giving it a playful flick, I pushed her breasts back and made her get off my lap.
"W-What is itoo..."
"My cock is throbbing like it's about to burst. I think I got too excited."
"Well, who told you to suck on someone's breasts like a baby...!"
"They just looked too delicious..."
"Hmph..."
Clicking her tongue with a blush, Minerva quietly knelt on the floor and slowly placed both hands on the sides of her breasts. Seeing her soft, curved breasts squeezed into an oval shape, my throbbing cock began to ache. Grimacing, I spoke to her urgently.
"Put my cock between your breasts. Then shake them like you did yesterday."
"W-Won't it hurt against bare skinoo?"
"Then don't you have some kind of sticky gel?"
Flustered by my urgent tone, Minerva rolled her eyes around before letting out an "Ah!" and standing up. Hurrying over to her desk with her breasts bouncing, she returned and knelt before me again, her copper breasts swaying wildly.
"This should doo."
It was a transparent liquid in a square glass bottle. As I stared at it with a questioning look, Minerva popped the cork open and poured it over her breasts with a shy face.
"It's a refined slime secretion that I use for researchoo. There are no side effects, so don't worryy..."
Squish, squelch, drip.
Minerva was saying something, but from the moment she poured the gel onto her breasts, my entire attention was locked onto them. Watching the viscous liquid coat her copper breasts and trickle down, bubbling slightly as it seeped into her cleavage, anyone would have been left speechless.
"Huuung..."
Perhaps it was colder than she expected, as she bit her lip while emptying the entire bottle. Minerva then slowly rubbed her hands together and began spreading the slime gel over her breasts.
Squish, squelch, squish.
To think such a lewd, wet sound—usually heard only during sex—could come from breasts. Smiling shyly, Minerva held her bouncing breasts, looked at me, and slowly pulled them apart. Schlick. The sight of the sticky gel stretching like spiderwebs, revealing her deep cleavage, left me completely speechless.
"Huu... huu..."
I could only pant with my mouth open like a beast in heat. My insides felt so scorched that I felt like I would explode if I didn't breathe properly.
"Huhuhu..."
Satisfied by my burning gaze, Minerva wore the same coquettish smile she had when we first met. Squish. Rubbing her breasts, she slowly leaned in toward my cock. Swallowing hard as she looked down at my rock-hard shaft standing like a pillar, she slowly parted her plump lips.
"Then... shall I beginoo?"
Nod.
With my approval, Minerva pressed her squelching breasts down, burying my cock deep between them.
Squish!
"Haa...!"
The heavy weight of her breasts pressing against my thighs, the lukewarm gel warmed by her body heat, the tightening pressure of her cleavage, and the supreme softness of her skin that even the gel couldn't mask.
"Huhu, then... I'll start moving nowoo..."
Lick.
Wetting her lips with a seductive flick of her tongue, Minerva slowly moved her hands up and down like a mortar and pestle. Her breasts slapped against my thighs with a wet slap, slap as they squeezed my shaft. Unlike Minerva, who watched with fascination as my gel-covered glans peeked out of her cleavage with every stroke, I had absolutely no composure left.
"Khh..."
When she was just using her hands earlier, I barely felt anything, but now it was driving me crazy. A bolt of pleasure shot through my lower back, combined with the wet squelch of her gel-coated breasts and her hard nipples poking against my abdomen. The visual stimulation alone was enough to deal a massive blow to my sanity.
"Huuu... it's really hardoo..."
Minerva tried to wiggle my trapped cock around like a joystick, but it stood firm and unyielding. Giving up, she pouted and continued to squeeze and stroke my shaft with her glistening, oil-slicked breasts.
"Huuu..."
As Minerva shook her breasts with her mouth half-open, staring at my hard glans, I fought back the pleasure and noticed a string of drool hanging from her lips. Before I could say anything, a drop of her saliva dripped directly onto my glans.
"Ah, ah! I'm sorryy..."
"No, actually, since we're doing this, drool some more."
"Eeeh...?"
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Squeezing her breasts tightly from both sides while stroking vigorously, Minerva asked back in a bewildered voice. I scratched my cheek sheepishly and explained.
"The gel is starting to run off, so I'm mostly just feeling skin now. Keep drooling on it while you do it."
"...Is it still not enoughoo...?"
Honestly, though I was holding back my ejaculation, it did feel like it needed a bit more lubrication. It was like being awkwardly full—not quite hungry, but not entirely satisfied either. I nodded and made my request.
"Keep drooling on it. I think I'll cum soon if you do."
"...Alrightoo... drool... huuu..."
Letting out her signature whistling sigh, Minerva slowly parted her lips and stuck out her tongue. Saliva ran down her writhing pink tongue, dripping onto my glans like a child sliding down a slide.
Squish, squish.
As Minerva rubbed her breasts against my cock with lewd, wet sounds, the fresh supply of saliva rehydrated the drying skin. Her already tight cleavage was filled with a highly erotic scent, and with the addition of her drool, it became even more decadent—like a jar of poison brewing absolute depravity.
"Huuu..."
No longer trying to hide her arousal, Minerva shook her breasts with her mouth wide open, staring at my cock and glans peeking out of her cleavage.
Swaying her hips rhythmically while pressing her breasts tightly together, she looked up at me, sweat-drenched strands of hair clinging to her face.
"Is it coming soonoo?"
Honestly, I could have cum right then, but I wanted to keep watching this highly erotic sight. I shook my head.
"I think I need a little more."
"Then, you must tell me when you're about to cumoo. You must! Promise!"
Slap, slap, slap, slap!
Blushing furiously, Minerva spoke while lewdly shaking her breasts around my cock. Looking exactly like a slut begging for semen, I nodded as my cock twitched.
Squish, squish, squish.
As the breastjob became a bit monotonous, I looked down at Minerva while my cock throbbed. Unlike me, who had regained some composure, Minerva was completely entranced by my cock. She stared at it with her mouth wide open, drooling. Every time my glans twitched, her eyebrows flickered and her tongue darted out. I opened my mouth to say something.
"It's coming now."
I spoke up as she had requested, but Minerva, utterly mesmerized by my cock, didn't seem to hear me. Well, I'll just tell her again in a bit, I thought, closing my eyes. But at that exact moment, an incredibly slick, intense wave of pleasure surged through my cock.
"Khh...!"
The sensation of her breasts squeezing my cock, combined with the sticky, thick mixture of saliva and gel wrapping around my shaft, delivered a pure, unadulterated wave of pleasure.
Slap, slap, slap, slap!
Oblivious to my state, Minerva kept shaking her breasts like an idiot obsessed with cock, her mouth agape and drool trailing down.
"Stop...! Stop...!"
Drained of strength by the electric currents of pleasure shooting up my tailbone and spine, I reached out to stop her. But my efforts were in vain; Minerva only shook her breasts harder, stroking my cock with even greater intensity.
"Khh...!!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt!
"Hng?!"
Since she didn't answer despite my warnings, I gave up. I let go and shot my semen directly onto her beautiful face like a broken dam.
"Huum?! Hup, hg, hng?!"
Was it the effect of the medicine? As the thick, milky semen covered her face like warm milk, Minerva's eyes widened. Even as she took the hit, she quickly lowered her head and clamped her mouth over my glans. Feeling the hot warmth of her mouth, I looked down. Her eyes were panicked, but she swallowed the semen splashing against her cheeks and greedily sucked on my glans.
"Huut, huum, huuuung♡"
Swallowing the semen that pelted her cheeks and throat like a baby nursing on a bottle, Minerva looked up at me, thick semen dripping from her forehead and cheeks.
Slurp!
"Khh..."
"Uum...!"
Finally pulling her lips away from my glans like a suction cup, Minerva looked around with her cheeks puffed up. Cupping her hands under her chin to catch any semen dripping from her hair, she stood up and waddled around, rubbing her thighs together as she searched for something.
"Huum...!"
She seemed to have found it, letting out a pleased hum before making a spitting sound.
Splat, splat, splat, drip!
"Pweh- huuu, huuu..."
A sound like a cart dumping dirt echoed from Minerva's mouth. Thick semen mixed with strings of saliva splattered into a flask. After spitting out every last drop, Minerva stood with her mouth agape, wiping the remaining semen off her face with her fingers.
"Huu, huu, huuuu♡"
Minerva let out breathless sighs as she scraped the semen into the flask. At first, I thought it was a gasp of disgust, but watching her diligently gather every drop with her fingers, I realized it was the sound of pure, unadulterated arousal.
Squish, squish.
Unaware of the sticky love juices dripping down to her knees, Minerva pressed her thighs together and squirmed. Only after successfully scraping all the semen off her face and filling a large flask did she let out a sigh and collapse onto the floor.
"Huum, huut, huut..."
Gulp, swallow, smack.
Sitting on the floor, Minerva leaned on her hands with a dazed expression and began smacking her lips. I could clearly see her tongue rolling inside her closed mouth, poking her cheeks out.
"Ah..."
After savoring the taste in her mouth for a few minutes, Minerva let out a soft gasp and looked up at me. Her blank, hollow eyes made it clear that she was struggling to process everything that had just happened in such a short span of time.
"I'm going to go wash up, so please rest."
"Ah, yesoo..."
Replying while still sitting on the floor, Minerva stared blankly before realizing her state. Blushing, she began to tidy herself up. Watching her close her robe, wipe her curly hair, and clean her sticky legs, I was about to turn away when she let out a short gasp.
"Ah."
Glancing over, I saw a clump of yellowish semen stuck in her hair. Seeing her panicked expression as she struggled to deal with it, I figured my presence was making her self-conscious, so I quickly turned around and walked toward the door.
Grab.
Grabbing the cold doorknob, I opened the door and spoke to her once more.
"I'll be back after washing up."
"Eh."
It was a somewhat half-hearted reply—or rather, a muffled response from her tightly closed mouth. I nodded and stepped out of the cabin.
Gulp.
Just before the door clicked shut, I heard a distinct, loud swallowing sound. A deep smirk spread across my face as I closed the cabin door. I felt as though another wall between Minerva and me had crumbled today.