Christina's Playful Fellatio and Breast Play
Christina hummed softly, her eyes half-lidded and dreamy, as she gently sucked on the tip of my shaft like it was the sweetest candy, making soft, wet sounds with every slow bob of her head.
“Uhm… mmm…”
Her soft lips rubbed along the underside of the head, leaving a trail of saliva, before she slid down further and began to lovingly lick the entire shaft from the base up, one slow, wet stroke at a time. The sight was almost shocking. Here was this shy, blushing maiden who had only moments ago been hiding her face in embarrassment, now eagerly serving my cock with pure, unadulterated lust.
I smoothed her bangs with my fingers, and she looked up at me with a sweet, giggling smile that made me press my thumb firmly against her lips.
“Hehe… I like it. Ahhh…”
She sucked on my fingers with the same eager hunger she showed for my cock, making delighted little sounds as her tongue swirled around them. When her lips finally left, a string of saliva connected them to her fingers before she turned her attention back to my shaft, planting soft, open-mouthed kisses along the head.
“Mmm… my cock is lonely if you don’t play with it…”
Her hand wrapped around the thick base and began to stroke it steadily, up and down, while her lips returned to sucking on her own fingers.
Honestly, I hadn’t expected the first-timer to be this enthusiastic. Her awkward hand movements didn’t promise much, but the sight of a once-pristine noble lady now serving my cock with such genuine, thirsty devotion made my shaft twitch painfully.
“Hehe. Do you like it? Haaah… mmm.”
Her smile was even more obscene, as if she had practiced being a sultry older woman while still fumbling with her hand. It was adorable.
Still, I couldn’t let her keep going like this forever. I decided to guide her a little.
“Wait. Don’t grip it like that. Wrap your whole palm around it, press with the heel of your hand while you stroke.”
“L-like this?”
The moment I started guiding her, her practiced senior persona shattered and she followed my instructions with surprising care. Her skill might have been more than I expected—she soon had my cock wrapped tightly in her palm and was stroking it with perfect rhythm. Each slap of her palm echoed wetly through the room.
“Mmm… yes…”
She had completely forgotten to suck on her fingers, lost in the sight of my massive, throbbing shaft sliding through her grip. Her eyes had glazed over with lust, her hand moving faster and faster as if she were addicted to the very act itself.
Christina stared at my cock with half-lidded eyes, her free hand slowly crawling under her skirt. A soft, needy sound escaped her.
“Mmmh… haah… mmm, yes…”
Her clumsy fingers brushed my clit in gentle circles while her lips continued their worship of the sensitive head. She flicked her tongue out and rubbed it firmly over the slit, spreading the saliva.
“Mmmh… heh, chuup… mmmh…”
“Sucking like a candy? Is it really that delicious?”
“Hehe… mmh…”
She nodded with my cock still in her mouth, refusing to pull away. She swirled her tongue around the head before letting it slip from her lips and resuming her stroke. A thick strand of saliva stretched and then broke, dripping down to soak my shaft even more.
“Haaah… mmm… ehh…”
She shivered again. When I looked lower, her trembling fingers had already slipped between my cheeks, grazing the sensitive hole. She was probably playing with her own spots.
“Huuuk… huuuk. Ehh… mmh… it feels good for you…”
Even as she moaned, her hand kept stroking my cock with perfect rhythm. The way she kept glancing up at me to check my reaction made my cock throb harder.
The half-lidded eyes of a shy character pretending to be a maid while secretly watching for my pleasure… it was way more stimulating than I expected.
“You’re doing well.”
“Mmph. Chuup…”
Relieved, she lowered her head again and returned to sucking my cock. I felt a mischievous urge and gave her ass a light tap with the bottom of my foot.
“Hic!”
Her hips bucked immediately. I ignored it and kept pressing and rubbing my foot against her cheeks.
“Huuuk! Mmmh, haah… mmh, right now… hick! I’m supposed to be serving you…!”
Her lewd body began to shake more intensely, the spasms getting shorter and shorter until her voice cracked.
“Huuuuk…!”
She came hard. Hot squirt spurted from between her thighs, soaking my foot completely.
“Heek, heek… mmmh, mmmh…”
Even while lost in her orgasm, she kept sucking my cock with greedy devotion.
I felt my desire flare wildly at her selfless service. I reached around and cupped her neck and chin, tilting her head up and backward until her throat was perfectly lined up with my cock.
“Mmmh… gulp, pruh!”
Christina’s eyes shot open in shock, and she slapped my thighs with her small hands. I didn’t care. I thrust deep into her throat until my balls rested against her chin.
“Mmmh, cluck! Chuup, pruh… ehh… chuup… gulp…”
She couldn’t pull away or escape my grip, yet she continued to slobber all over my shaft, licking and sucking from the base up even while my cock was buried to the hilt. Whether it was her rational mind trying to make me finish faster or pure animal instinct, I could feel the pressure building fast.
“Khh!”
“Heh, mmmh, cluck…!”
Thick ropes of cum blasted straight down her throat. It kept coming, pulse after pulse, until my balls were empty. White fluid poured down her throat, spilling out the corners of her mouth and dripping down her neck in heavy strands.
Christina stayed still, cock in her mouth, trembling with aftershocks while my cum coated her tongue and throat.
After I finally pulled out, strings of saliva and cum stretched between us and fell in thick ropes onto her pale breasts and collarbones.
“Umm… glurk…”
“Good girl.”
She swallowed the sticky mess in her throat without being told, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up at me. Before I could even command it, she gulped down every last drop.
“Mmm… it tastes amazing… strange… I heard noble ladies hate it…”
It was the genes of a superior vampire.
“Mmm. I want more…”
Feeding her more cum would have been tempting, but her massive breasts right in front of me were even more appealing now.
I slipped my hand under her arm and lifted her upper body, pressing the head of my cock against the soft swell of her breast.
“Want me to slide it between your breasts?”
“Mmm…? L-like this?”
She obeyed perfectly. The heavy F-cup breasts she possessed engulfed my shaft completely, warm and soft.
“Haaah.”
The weight, the softness, the pressure… it was completely different from my mouth or her pussy. My cock was meant to be squeezed and milked—her breasts felt like they were gently teasing it out instead.
“Is this good for you?”
Her climax afterglow was fading, her mind clearing as she gave my cock a light, experimental shake.
“Mmm… cute…”
Even while lost in afterglow, she kept stroking me with her breasts. She was still in that daze, I guess.
“Mmmh… i-is this how you’re supposed to do it?”
Unlike before, when she had just been sucking mindlessly, she was now looking at me for direction. She was back to normal.
Even so, she had done exactly what I asked without hesitation. That was enough.
“I-it’s really good. Can I touch you too?”
“Hic. Y-yes.”
Whenever I asked her opinion she blushed and hesitated, but once she answered she went all out, shaking her massive breasts while her face and ears burned red. It was obscene.
I reached out and cupped the heavy, soft weight of her breast, squeezing and kneading it gently. It was incredibly soft, like warm dough.
“Huuuk… mmmh, ang…”
My wandering fingers found her erect nipple and brushed it. She shivered and let out a small, breathy moan, stopping her stroking for a moment.
I pinched her nipple between my fingers and rubbed it lightly.
“Huuuuk…”
“Keep going.”
Her face was flushed bright red, her expression pure heat as she nodded eagerly. She began to move her breasts slowly up and down my shaft, and I continued tormenting her sensitive nipple.
She trembled. Trembled again.
“Huuuk, hic… I really… chuup…”
When her body started shaking too hard, she decided she couldn’t take it anymore and pulled my cock from between her breasts, wrapping her lips around the head once more.
“Mmmh… chuu, chuuu… mmmh, aaah…! Hauu, cluck.”
Breast play. I felt a surge of satisfaction. Daisy had been a noble lady from the start, but from our first meeting she had always been my maid. Our play had always centered on her maid-like behavior.
For example, I would make her suck me under the desk while she pretended to read documents, or I would make her eat from her own body after I fed her, or receive her bath service.
No matter how rare the noble lady, to me Daisy had always been just a pretty, teasing maid.
But for my sister it was different. She was a noble lady first and foremost.
And for the first time since I had possessed this body, I was seeing a real noble girl.
She was still a virgin, yet she had willingly given me breast service without being told. The thrill of conquest sent a shiver down my spine.
“Chup, cluck…! Hic, huuuk… uuung…”
While I toyed with her nipple, she shook her breasts enthusiastically and sucked my cock with single-minded devotion. The sight made me feel the pressure building again.
This time I wanted to mark those huge breasts. I nudged her forehead with my hand and pulled my cock from her mouth.
“Mmmh.”
“Haah.”
Thick ropes of cum erupted across her chest. It was so much that even after drenching her breasts several times, it still overflowed into the valley between them.
“I-is this how it’s supposed to be?”
“Why? Does it make you dirty?”
“…Y-yes.”
She said it while gently scooping up the mess with her fingers and bringing them to her lips, licking them clean.
I stared at her in disbelief, and she flinched, then quickly turned her face away.
“It was embarrassing. It’s fine now, right?”
She was lewd, all right.