The Forbidden Art of Love
"I'm sorry... Master."
The voice that slipped from my lips trembled, yet it was resolute at the same time. These feelings I'd harbored for so long—I could no longer suppress them. Please forgive me, just for tonight...
Master lay on the bed, his face disheveled in a way I'd never seen before. Fine beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and his ragged breaths shattered the room's silence. It was a sight I could never have imagined in normal times. At the same time, I couldn't hold back the desire burning inside me. I couldn't just leave Master panting there like a kitten soaked by the rain, looking so pitiful. Tonight, it was okay to be a little selfish, wasn't it?
"I love you."
Cautiously, I reached for the collar of Master's clothes. Every time my trembling fingertips brushed his warmth, my chest tightened as if I couldn't breathe. Embarrassed and clumsy, but in this moment, I moved without hesitation.
"Eily... my body..."
The tremor that started at my fingertips spread to my heart. Master's broad chest rose and fell steadily. A sight I could never dare to gaze upon under normal circumstances. But right now, he looked so fragile, and that vulnerability gave me a spark of courage.
"It's okay. Leave it to me."
My whispering voice tried to sound calm, but I couldn't hide the quiver. As I loosened his collar further, the line of his neck gradually came into view, and an unfamiliar sensation washed over me. It felt like devouring forbidden fruit. But this was undoubtedly the moment I'd longed for. I bit my moist lips and pulled Master closer into my embrace. As his body heat pressed against my small frame, the emotions I'd bottled up for so long surged forth.
This is a sin. It's definitely wrong. I'd repeated it endlessly in my mind, but my body wouldn't stop. With trembling fingers, I cupped his cheek and closed my eyes.
Smack—
Once more, I claimed Master's lips. Our saliva mingled as our tongues intertwined, the thick, sticky sensation making my heart pound wildly.
"Ahmm... ♡ Heh, Master♡"
It was so thrilling. My fluttering heart clouded my reason, instinctively craving Master's body.
"Ngh..."
When I pulled away from the breathless thrill, a thin silver thread connected our tongues. Vulgar, yet it felt like a bond linking Master and me, heightening my excitement even more.
"Stop... please."
Master was still clinging to his reason, trying to persuade me that we could turn back—but
"But Master, you're... getting bigger..."
For the first time, I ignored his words. It was a silent refusal. If he truly intended to stop here, he never would have let it start in the first place.
"Here..."
Finally, he swallowed dryly, and I laid my hand on his last piece of underwear. Unlike his resistance, one part stood tall, as if begging to be freed.
"Whoa... Is this Master's thing...?"
The moment I pulled down his underwear, I gasped in shock. It wasn't an exaggeration to say this was my first time seeing a man's member. As embarrassing as it was to admit... Master's looked so healthy, the thought flashing through my mind. It throbbed and pulsed, almost like it was coquettishly demanding comfort. It sounded insane, but because it belonged to the one I loved, that's how it felt.
"Master... ♡"
From there emanated Master's scent, stronger than ever. There was a faint fishy note, probably from the intense movements earlier. Yet even those traces of fatigue felt endearing.
"Ngh."
Now that it was time, embarrassment flooded me. Still, to hold onto Master, I had to muster my courage!
"Mmm... ♡"
Instinctively, I began my 'service.' I gently licked the tip of the glans, moving slowly like a warm-up.
"Hah, Eily...!"
Master raised his voice as if scolding me, but his body's reaction was anything but.
"Haaang~ Mmm."
His body shuddered. I'd heard somewhere that when a man's body reacts like this, it means he's feeling good.
Master's feeling good from my tongue♡ A strange sense of satisfaction welled up. Seeing the person I loved so madly respond this way to my tongue brought an indescribable happiness. That's why I couldn't hesitate any longer.
"Mmmph, ngh, slurp—"
My actions grew bolder. I actively serviced the sensitive spots with my mouth. Every time I sucked the tip and swirled my tongue, Master let out sounds unlike his usual self.
"Ngh...?!"
In this moment, he wasn't the sturdy, strong Arnold Master—he sounded like a delicate girl, emitting soft, cute moans.
"Mmmph♡"
Slowly savoring it, I closed my eyes and pushed Master's member deep into my mouth. Gulp, squeeze, glurk. Who knew such lewd sounds could come from inside my mouth? I crammed it in until my cheeks bulged, repeatedly rubbing the glans with my lips. No lessons, no experience—just surrendering to instinct, bobbing my head back and forth. Though clumsy and rough for a first time, I poured my all into pleasing him.
"Slurrrp, haa... ♡ Mmph... schlurp—"
Drool poured from my mouth, soaking Master's groin. It felt like my body was priming itself perfectly for service.
"Please, stop...!!"
"Schlup... Pwah, mmmph. Mmm♡"
Ahh... How utterly depraved I looked. Even to myself, I was so crude and lowly right now. Devouring Master's cock like a starving wretch at a feast fit for kings. I really was no better than a whore. But maybe that wasn't wrong. After all, I was Master's maid, ready long ago to offer him my body and soul. If anything, holding back until now only made me crave him more. Yes... I was Master's personal parasite. Crude, tacky words, but that's all that filled my mind now.
"No more... Ahh!"
Master cried out desperately, tormented yet resisting the pleasure. At the same time, his member twitched violently, on the verge of release.
Was that it...? The sign right before a man climaxes.
"Master... ♡"
Like sealing a pot, I pressed my lips to the tip of the glans. Unthinkingly, I teased it with my tongue as if urging him on. Soon, warmth flooded my mouth.
"Hmph?! Mmmph......"
Like a burst dam, Master's semen erupted forcefully. The fishy, sticky texture could have been unpleasant. But glug— for some reason, I swallowed every drop like sweet nectar.
"Hah."
Lingering aftertaste made me swirl my tongue around what remained, savoring it. This was Master's taste... ♡ So delicious. I felt addicted to his thick, rich essence.
"Ngh."
Master seemed pleased with my service—his mouth grumbled reluctance, but his eyes were dazed in ecstasy, lips parted blankly.
"Stop now... at least..."
He drooled, begging me to halt.
"I'm sorry, Master—"
But the real thing was just beginning.
"Haa—"
I rinsed my mouth and wiped my lips with the back of my hand. Even after one release, his vigorous member told me the night was still young.
"Master, Master, Master♡"
Now I slipped off my own underwear. No stimulation needed—it was already soaked. As I slowly pulled down my panties, thick strands stretched from the drenched spot.
Aah, truth be told... I was such a lewd woman... ♡ My fantasies swirled in my head, anticipation making my lower belly ache already♡ It pounded like the eggs inside me yearned for Master's seed.
Then I should give my body and instincts what they craved.
"E-Eily?!!"
I rubbed the tip of Master's member between my folds, steeling myself with preparation and resolve.
"No, not that...!!"
Master pleaded now, his voice bordering on desperation. But
"Ahh?! Master~♡"
I thrust his member deep inside me to the hilt, committing fully to our union... ♡