The Mad Witch's Long-Cherished Desire
Sluuurp, schluuup, slurp.
Our lips, tangled together as if they had always been one, parted just enough for our tongues to invade each other's mouths. Minerva's wet tongue wrapped around mine, sending a stream of sweet, honey-like saliva flowing down my throat.
"Mmmph, sluuurp, nnh, haah...♡"
She moved her tongue and lips clumsily, like a virgin experiencing her very first kiss, but the sheer lust driving her movements was incomparable to anyone else's. Minerva clung to me, kissing me so desperately that I wondered if she was trying to surrender her very soul. Her flushed, swollen lips were glued to mine like sweet rice cakes, showing absolutely no intention of letting go.
"Phew...!"
I twisted my head to break the seal of her lips, catching my breath for a brief second. But it was useless. A heavily aroused Minerva, panting hot breaths, immediately tangled her lips with mine once again.
"Sluuurp, mmph, haah, ahhh...♡ Nnh, haaa..."
Minerva's melted tongue slithered limply inside my mouth, wrapping around mine. Exhaling sweet, hot breaths, she practically begged for more kisses. Like an addict hooked on pleasure, she cupped my cheeks with both hands, sucking on my lips with a wet schluuup as she dragged me deeper into her lewd embrace.
Squish, squelch, squish.
Minerva's tight, dry passage had long since become drenched, eagerly and smoothly swallowing my shaft. With her upper mouth, she continuously sucked down my saliva and tongue; with her lower mouth, she tightly clamped down on my cock, pulsing around it in tight, rhythmic squeezes. Shaken by the dual onslaught of intense pleasure, I eagerly devoured the witch's melting body.
"Mmmph, ahhh♡ Haah, hehe, nnh, I looove thiisss♡"
Minerva looked up at me, her eyes spinning in dazed spirals as she slurred her words. I briefly worried that she was too drunk on pleasure, but seeing her rub her luscious, copper skin against me while begging for my cock and more kisses—contrasting so sharply with her usual haughty witch persona—only made me harder.
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
As I plunged deep into Minerva's hot flesh, letting my saliva drip into her mouth, the urge to ejaculate surged within me. I grabbed the ear of the dazed, pleasure-blinded witch and spoke loudly.
"I'm about to cum! I'm going to shoot it inside!"
"Cu-cum...? Nooo, I have to collect iit..."
Drooling slightly, Minerva repeated the word blankly. She feebly pushed against my chest, whimpering as she tried to squirm off my cock. To think she was still trying to maintain her professional focus after melting like ice under a scorching sun. Admiring her sheer dedication, I grabbed her wrists and said firmly,
"First, we need to see how your womb reacts to my semen without taking any medicine. Don't we?"
"I don't knooow, nooo, it's all gone, I have to collect the seeemen... Hngh♡ Ahhh♡!"
Minerva tried to shake off my grip and thrash around, but I pinned her down and drove my hips upward. Her cervix, which had retreated high up to avoid the tip of my cock, began to twitch and cling tightly to the heavy head pressing against it.
"Your womb looks more than ready to receive it, though?"
I whispered in her ear, rubbing the tip of my cock against her twitching, semen-hungry cervix. Minerva let out a ragged gasp, her tongue lolling out as she shook her head.
"Nooo, you can't cum insiide♡ Pull it ouuut... pleaaase♡"
Despite slurring her words like a raving drunk and drooling all over, she kept begging me to pull out. I decided to give her a little punishment.
Chomp!
"Nnh-ahhh♡"
As I bit into her chocolate skin, Minerva whimpered like a wounded animal and tried to push my face away. I sucked on her skin with a wet schluup, leaving a dark mark, and gently nibbled on her supple flesh.
"Haah, stooop, it'll leave a maark..."
She sobbed out her protests, but there was absolutely no strength in the hands pushing my face away. Like a child throwing a tantrum, she just whined "no" to everything, but she lacked any real power to resist.
"Then I'm going to cum inside."
A string of saliva stretched from her neck as I pulled my mouth away. Snapping the transparent thread with my finger, I leaned close to her ear and whispered while pressing my glans against her tightly clinging cervix.
"Nooo, pull it ouuut..."
She still told me to pull out, but her voice grew softer, as if she realized her resistance was futile. Smiling deeply at her barely audible protest, I slammed my hips forward and unleashed the torrent of semen I had been holding back.
"Here comes the first round!"
Spuuurts!
"Ahhh, stooop, ah, ahh, it's coming insiide♡ The baby seeds are flooding meee♡"
As the hot semen battered her cervix, Minerva's tongue lolled out, her entire body shuddering as she absorbed the load. Her eyes rolled back as she clung to me, taking in every drop. She kept her lips glued to my face, kissing me frantically as if trying to escape reality until my long ejaculation finally came to an end.
"Nooo, it's fine, it's just in my baby room, I can just wash it ouuut♡ Ah, ahhh! Ohhh♡"
The semen, completely filling her womb, began to overflow and leak out of her entrance. Just as I was marveling at the sheer volume of the spill, Minerva shivered and began groping blindly toward the desk next to the bed.
"I-I have to collect it♡ Nnh, if I'm too late..."
As she reached for a flask on the desk, I interlaced my fingers with hers, pulling her back and locking her entire body in a tight embrace so she couldn't move a muscle.
"Nnh, let gooo, let me gooo, ahh, ohhh♡"
Lick, lick.
I nuzzled against her, licking her smooth neck and sweaty cheeks like an affectionate puppy, which finally quieted her whining. Sensing her resignation, I released my embrace, gave her plump butt a loud slap!, and spoke to her.
"Stand up."
"Haa... haa..."
Staring at me with dazed eyes, Minerva slowly got off the bed as ordered. My cock slipped out with a wet pop as the mattress shifted, hanging heavy, but it was in far better shape than Minerva was.
"Ah... nnh..."
Her raven hair was a wild, tangled mess. Her copper skin was covered in bite marks and hickeys, and her heavy, bouncing breasts bore clear, red teeth marks from where I had nibbled them. Thick trails of her juices had dripped down her thighs all the way to her calves, and a single, thick drop of semen hung from her swollen slit. Smirking with satisfaction at her incredibly lewd appearance, I rolled onto my back and commanded her.
"Now, sit on it yourself."
I spoke casually, my cock already twitching as blood rushed back into it, making it rock-hard once more. Looking up at her from the bed as I issued the command, Minerva clutched her soft belly, bit her lip, and slowly opened her mouth.
"...I..."
Had she already regained her senses after being thoroughly wrecked? Her rapid shifts between wild lust and cold rationality—perhaps a trait of her witch heritage—were almost intimidating. Her lips parted and closed repeatedly. Staring intently at my throbbing shaft with bloodshot eyes, she finally shut her mouth tight and whispered in a barely audible voice,
"Yes..."
Ah, she broke. Realizing this was the perfect moment to completely ensnare her while the scales were tipped toward lust, I flexed my hips, making my cock twitch. Gulping, Minerva waddled over and slowly lowered her hips, gently straddling my erect shaft.
Squulch.
Minerva slowly aligned her wet mound, drenched in a mixture of leaked semen and her own juices, with the head of my cock. Schluup. Feeling the perfect fit of my hard glans stretching her opening, she let out a soft moan and began to slowly rock her hips back and forth.
"Haaah..."
Unlike the raw sensation of having a thick stake plunge inside and tear through her flesh, this slow, teasing friction drove her crazy. Minerva furrowed her brow, whimpering as she rubbed her wetness against the head of my cock, almost as if marking her territory.
Squish, squish.
"Ah, mmmh♡"
Gushing so much fluid that one might think she had a leak inside, Minerva rubbed her slit against my glans until she finally grit her teeth and slowly lowered her hips. Squelch. My hard head parted her flesh, plugging her wet, dripping entrance.
"Ah, haah, nnh..."
Without even being told, Minerva placed her hands on Casanova's chest and slowly slid down. The moment she swallowed his cock to the absolute hilt, a jolt of pure ecstasy shot up her spine. Her legs shook violently, and she instantly squirted.
Squirrrrt! Splash!
Casanova, who had been lying still only to get blasted by her crude fluid, smirked mischievously. Unlacing his fingers from behind his head, he reached up toward Minerva's bouncing breasts.
Squeeze.
As he pulled her forward by her heavy, yielding breasts, Minerva lost her balance and collapsed onto Casanova's chest like a tumbling doll. With his thick fingers twisting and rolling her nipples, she gasped, her tongue lolling out as she buried her face in his.
Smooch, slurp, kiss.
"Mmmph, slurp, haah, ahh♡"
Drinking in Minerva's saliva, which flowed like melted butter, Casanova tangled his tongue with hers like a baby bird receiving food. He firmly cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss as she eagerly devoured his mouth.
Smooch, slurp, squelch.
Using the wet, lewd sounds of their kissing as background music, the two maintained their ecstatic embrace, staring into each other's burning eyes as they slowly began to move.
Panting hot breaths, Minerva noticed Casanova's deliberate stillness. Realizing he was teasing her, she gave his lip a playful bite and slowly lifted her hips.
Sluuuurp.
"Ah, haah♡ Nnh, ohhh♡"
Pop.
As the thick ridge of his glans scraped along her vaginal walls on its way out, Minerva threw her head back in sheer pleasure, breaking their deep kiss. A thick thread of saliva snapped between them. Drooling slightly, she slowly raised her upper body, cupping her own sweaty, glistening breasts as she looked down at Casanova.
"Keep moving."
Casanova knew that to completely break Minerva, whose scales had already tipped toward lust, he had to fan the flames of her desire. He decided to keep his cock rock-hard but remain completely still, forcing her to do the work.
"Haah, ahh, nnh..."
Pouting at his firm tone, Minerva waited until only the very tip of his cock was left inside her entrance before dropping her weight back down with a heavy thud.
Squish!
"Ahhh, mmmh♡"
Shuddering at the sheer hardness filling her to the brim, Minerva drooled with pure, unadulterated satisfaction. As she slowly succumbed to the brain-melting pleasure of his cock, the thoughts of her research and experiments began to fade from her mind. If Casanova hadn't deliberately avoided bringing it up, she might have forgotten about it entirely.
"Ah, haah, ohhh!"
Ah, this is it. Every time his cock scraped the sensitive walls just above her cervix, a soul-cleansing wave of ecstasy washed over her. It felt exactly like the moment her first experiment succeeded—the feeling of taking a step up the heavenly staircase toward her lifelong dream.
"Ah, ahh... wait. I-I had something to dooo...?"
As she ground her hips down, her breasts being kneaded like dough by his rough hands, Minerva suddenly remembered her forgotten goal. She was only one step away from achieving her dream; she couldn't afford to waste time succumbing to mere physical pleasure.
Watching Minerva try to clear her pleasure-addled brain and think, Casanova asked quietly,
"Why are you so obsessed with achieving this dream?"
"Ah, for the witches who can't have children... I wanted to heeelp..."
Thud!
"Ahhh?!"
Casanova thrust his hips upward. Looking up at Minerva, who writhed like a fish impaled on a harpoon, he murmured softly,
"And why do they want to have children? Hmm?"
"Nnh, they want to bear fruit... with the one they loove♡"
Tremble.
With his heavy glans repeatedly battering her cervix, Minerva clung to her fading consciousness and answered his questions one by one. To escape this ferocious cock, she had to play along. Now that she had let pleasure delay her research, this was her only option.
Flip.
"Ah!"
Thud!
In an instant, Casanova flipped her over. With their positions reversed, Minerva found herself pinned beneath him. Guided by his hands, she arched her back, presenting her plump rear high in the air. Clutching the bedsheets tightly, she looked up at Casanova as he stroked her lower body.
"Then it's simple. You have someone who loves you right here, so why don't you just lie back and take it?"
Squish, squish, squish.
Casanova teased her, rubbing his glans against her flooded slit, before speaking firmly to the trembling witch.
"Nooo, that's not it... you promised to heeelp..."
Love? What is love? Me, loving this man? He's just a beastly bastard with an incredible cock and a rock-hard body that traps me. A predator that never lets go of its prey once it's in his mouth. I only asked him to help with my research—
Oh.
A sudden shiver ran down her spine. Minerva stared blankly into Casanova's eyes as he looked down at her, growling like a beast. I've already been caught. I walked right into the beast's jaws on my own, completely oblivious...
"It's still research, isn't it? Just relax your pussy and swallow my cock. Isn't it always safest for the researcher to test it on themselves first?"
"Th-the experiments are over... Once I finish the research with this last batch of semen, the witches' dream will finally come trueee...!"
She sobbed out her explanation, but Casanova brushed it off, aligning his glans with her wet, dripping slit. Pinned beneath his heavy, masculine frame, Minerva was utterly powerless to resist.
Squeeze.
His thick head slowly parted her tight lips, pushing inside. Minerva grit her teeth and tried to push Casanova away as he leaned down to lick her cheek, but he remained as immovable as a deeply rooted boulder.
"There's still one final experiment left. Don't we need to confirm whether you actually get pregnant or not?"
Gulp.
Looking down at her as if she were a naive, clueless country girl, Casanova swallowed the medicine Minerva had prepared and tossed the empty vial aside. Staring up at the rogue who was fully intent on knocking her up, Minerva closed her eyes, trying to shut out the dizzying reality.
He planned to devour me from the very beginning. It's far too late to run.
With a sudden tilt, the scales tipped completely. Her long-cherished dream, now weightless, was utterly crushed by the heavy counterweight of her lust. Resigned, Minerva let go of everything. She quietly parted her legs, wrapping them around his waist as she waited submissively.
Crash!
Like shattering glass, all her defenses broke as his stake-like cock plunged deep, tearing through Minerva's thoroughly ripened flesh until it hit the very bottom.
"Haaah..."
Tremble.
Chattering her teeth as she took him in, Minerva finally surrendered to the truth. Fine, just for today. It won't be too late to finish everything afterward. He knows that, and that's why he's doing this. Clinging to her flimsy self-justification, Minerva threw herself into the overwhelming pleasure, letting herself be swept away by the waves of pure ecstasy.