Dark Moon
Slap!
His erect cock sprang out like a spring and smacked Yuria across the cheek.
“Oh my.”
A smile curved across Yuria’s lips. I stared at her in shock. Suddenly slapped in the face—by a dick, no less. Feeling humiliated wouldn’t have been strange at all.
Yet contrary to my worries, Yuria gazed at the throbbing erection the way one might look at something precious and lovely. Her face flushed, her breath coming in rough little pants as she stared intently.
“How magnificent this is….”
As if pleased by the praise, the cock twitched hungrily.
“Haa… haa…”
Yuria pursed her lips and exhaled toward the head. The warm breath made the cock shudder and squeeze out a bead of precum from the tip.
A flicker of shame hit me. I was feeling pleasure from nothing more than Yuria’s breath—pleasure I could barely reach even with my own hand.
…This is only because Yuria is way too sexy. Can’t help it.
How many times had she gotten me hard just by existing?
I watched her playfully poke and prod my cock with her fingers, feeling my body heat up even more.
“Master. If you don’t want this, push me away. I don’t want to force anything.”
“…There’s no way I don’t want it.”
If I had truly disliked her, I wouldn’t have stayed still—I would have shoved her off from the start. Deep down, I had been hoping for something like this with Yuria all along.
“Master. Please forgive this lewd maid. But you’re partly to blame for this too.”
“…My fault?”
She lifted her head from between my legs and rose. Then she climbed onto me, straddling my abs. Her purple-panty-clad ass settled right on my stomach. I swallowed hard. The fabric was soaked through; I could feel how wet she was.
“Yes. Lately Master has been giving off such an unbearably sexy scent that I can’t hold back. Mmm. I tried to seduce you… and ended up being the one seduced instead.”
Something clicked.
Semen.
No. 212 and the other female classmates had said the smell of my cum made them strangely aroused. I had been jerking off a lot lately. Maybe the leftover scent on my body had set Yuria off. I already knew my semen was special.
…Still, getting this worked up over it is a bit much.
Yuria rolled her hips, grinding her pussy against my abs. Squelch, squelch. The wet, sticky sounds of her folds rubbing against my stomach filled the air.
“Haaaah….”
She sighed as if her burning body was too much to control. Then she unhooked her bra, tossed it aside, laced her fingers together, and stretched her arms high over her head like she was waking up.
“……!!”
I couldn’t tear my eyes from her upper body. Her waist was firm and free of any softness, her navel sexy. Those large, pale breasts looked soft yet springy, the pink nipples at their tips already stiff and erect.
Even her smooth underarms were beautiful.
She shifted her torso just a little, and those full breasts swayed and bounced heavily.
“Master. Do you want to touch my breasts?”
“…Can I?”
“And if you can’t?”
“Th-then I guess there’s nothing I can do.”
“…….”
Yuria made a strange face. Then she began moving her body again, moaning softly as if to tempt me.
Bounce, bounce.
Her breasts jiggled.
Squelch, squelch.
More juices spilled from her pussy.
I held back the urge to grab those tits. It wasn’t hard. Watching her slow, filthy little dance was entertaining enough on its own.
She kept moving for nearly three full minutes before shaking her head.
“Really….”
Yuria let out a deep sigh.
She started to get up and climb off the bed. Was she seriously stopping here? Without thinking I lunged for her. My hand slipped off her waist and caught the purple panties instead. The high-tech fabric stretched like rubber, and Yuria lost her balance, tumbling toward the floor.
“Kyaah!”
Her upper body dropped, ass rising high. The panties didn’t tear; they stayed hooked in my fist. Instinctively I yanked them down.
How to put it? Yuria’s ass was at the perfect height to grab and fuck. Parts I never got to see in everyday life were laid bare: the pink, chrysanthemum-shaped anus, the neat pink slit of her inner lips, the silver-blue pubic hair pointing downward, completely soaked.
Yuria swayed her hips invitingly. A long strand of love juice stretched from the parted folds and dripped.
It was obscenely, blatantly erotic.
A strange stubbornness rose in me. Ignoring the cock that kept pumping out precum, I simply watched her ass. I wanted to see what she would do next if I kept holding out.
After a while of that teasing sway, Yuria stopped and pushed herself up. The panties that had been caught around her thighs slid the rest of the way down and hit the floor.
“…Master. Am I not attractive enough?”
To my shock, Yuria’s voice was thick with tears. Her eyes glistened; her expression was pure dejection.
I was startled twice over—once that this composed woman was crying, and again when my cock twitched even harder at the sight.
“N-no. Of course not.”
I reached out and caught her waist. A light pull brought her closer, as if she had no choice. She straddled my thigh and looped her right arm around my shoulder.
Soft. Without meaning to, I cupped her breast.
“Aahn.”
Yuria let out a sweet cry. Her tear-wet face drew nearer and nearer. She closed her eyes. Our lips met. The moment my tongue slipped in, hers welcomed it eagerly. I kneaded her breast while savoring the kiss.
“Haa…. Master…. I want to eat Master’s cock. May I suck it?”
“Of course.”
She smiled hazily and rose from my thigh. Then she slipped between my legs and squatted on the floor beside the bed. For a long moment she simply stared at my cock, glistening with precum.
“It’s magnificent, Master.”
Her pink lips parted and swallowed me whole. Warmth and wetness hit at once. She took me slowly, as if determined to taste every inch.
My cock was on the large side, yet she used her throat and took every last bit of it smoothly.
“Mmm.”
She stayed like that, only her tongue moving as she savored me. Our eyes met. She gave me a sultry little smile. I nearly came right then.
Her head pulled back. The cock that emerged was soaked in saliva. Yuria stuck out her tongue and poked and rubbed the tip, teasing the urethra.
“Haam.”
She swallowed me again. Her head began to bob slowly. My body jerked. Honestly, until now I had always thought blowjobs looked better than they felt—just foreplay, nothing more.
Yuria rewrote that belief completely. Her blowjob was incredible. Her tongue found every sweet spot, her throat and inner cheeks worked me just right, and she even knew how to use her teeth. Her mouth felt exactly like a pussy.
“Shluuurrp. Churp!”
On top of that, she made the filthiest wet sounds without a shred of shame, devoted entirely to my cock’s pleasure.
I can’t hold it anymore.
My cock pulsed, ready to shoot. Yuria must have felt it. She didn’t pull off. Instead she drew her head back just enough that the head rested on her soft tongue. Her intent to catch every drop was crystal clear.
Coming…!
My lower body shook as I came. The pleasure I had been holding back raced up my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut to feel it more clearly.
“Hnnnnngh…!”
Yuria’s sudden reaction made my eyes snap open. She was trembling. Her blue irises wavered like waves and rolled slightly upward.
Psssh, drip, pssshhh!
The sound of liquid hitting the floor came from under the bed. I looked down between Yuria’s squatting legs.
Her pretty pussy was convulsing, pouring out juices. A puddle formed on the floor. “Pissing herself” would have been an accurate description.
Slurp.
My cock slipped free of her mouth, soft and hanging. Yuria rolled the cum on her tongue, savoring it, then swallowed with a gulp.
She tried to stand from her squat, but her strength gave out halfway and she dropped back down. Her ass, stuck out behind her, spasmed like she was twerking.
“Ahk, aaaaaah…!”
Pssshhhhh!
A squirting orgasm exploded. Yuria jerked her hips obscenely, as if she had no choice, spraying her juices everywhere.
Watching that, my cock began to harden again.
“Ah, aah…. I’m sorry, Master. A mere maid dirtying Master’s room…. Ah, Master…. Master…. My Master…!”
The unfocused look in her eyes said she was completely in heat.
She lowered her upper body, flattened herself on the floor, and pressed her lips to the top of my foot. Smack!
Yuria was submitting to me completely. We had long since left the bounds of employer and employee.
Her lips traveled up my calf, brushed the inside of my thigh, and reached my cock. She buried her cute nose against my balls and devotedly serviced my asshole. Then she licked my cock again.
The pleasure made my head spin.
“Master. I’m sorry…, I’m so sorry! I really can’t hold back anymore…!”
The woman who had been leisurely licking me suddenly sprang up and threw me onto the bed. True to her status as a 2-Class knight, her physical ability was outstanding. Before I could even get my bearings she was on the mattress, spreading my legs wide.
“Yuria…?!”
“I’m sorry, Master. I’m truly ashamed…. But this is partly your fault too…!”
Yuria lowered her hips. Below her, my rock-hard cock waited. It parted her pink folds and sank inside. A tearing sensation came with it, and droplets of blood spattered onto the sheets.
“Haaang! Master’s signature cock…! It’s incredible after all!”
Clutching my legs tight, she began slamming her hips like a madwoman, fucking me senseless.