Sacred Desecration
His hand clenched as if measuring its weight, crushing her breast inside his palm. The sticky, supple flesh filling his grasp was nothing short of euphoric.
“Hngh...”
Before she realized it, Sua had slipped her fingers into her mouth and bitten down. Watching her, Tezeman slowly parted his lips. The tongue that emerged slid from the underside of her breast all the way up the soft mound in one languid stroke.
It was sweet. The raw scent of her skin on his tongue was so intoxicating he could barely restrain himself.
He opened his mouth and sank his teeth into her breast. His lips sucked hard at the soft flesh while his tongue tormented the stiff, upright nipple.
The unfamiliar sensation swallowed Sua’s entire body. The overwhelming stimulation made her tremble uncontrollably, and without thinking she clutched his shoulders with desperate strength.
Her nipple, wrapped in his wet tongue, was enough to drive anyone mad. He wanted to bite down between his teeth and torment it all night until it swelled thick and tender, but he held back. Right now, he wanted only pleasure to remain inside Sua’s mind.
“Haah...”
He could not tear his hands from her breasts. He filled both palms with the soft mounds and kneaded them greedily. The saliva-slicked skin, the swollen nipples—every inch pleased him.
Panting, Sua forced her voice out in a thin thread.
“.... Is this really how it’s done?”
She could not believe people actually performed something so obscene.
“Yes. Everyone does it like this.”
“Truly.... truly this lewdly...”
“Shall I show you?”
What? What does he mean? As she mumbled, he continued.
“The way other people fuck.”
Seeing Sua’s face drain of color, he lifted the corner of his mouth in a darkly sensual smile.
“Then you still won’t believe me, will you?”
Sua spoke in a rush.
“Ah—no, that’s not what I meant.”
Her bloodless face made heat surge through his veins. He released her breast and braced his hand against the bed. Half-reclining, Tezeman’s gaze burned as it fixed on her. His rigidly erect cock twitched and slapped against his stomach. Thick, winding veins stood out prominently along the dark red shaft. At the sight of a man’s organ for the first time, Sua covered her mouth with both hands and held her breath.
“Then, Sister.”
He stroked his stiff length once, slowly, and looked at her.
“Come suck me.”
The words were raw. The command to take the grotesquely swollen pillar of flesh into her mouth should have filled her with disgust, yet Sua’s heart hammered violently.
She had truly fallen. Otherwise her pulse would not race at such vulgar acts. Sua knelt. Instinctively she knew the most comfortable position. Tezeman’s eyes flashed with feral light as he watched her settle between his legs.
Seeing it directly before her eyes made the fear sharper. The menacingly erect cock looked like a brutal weapon. While she stared, a thick bead of fluid welled at the tip of the glans.
“If you keep staring like that, Sister, I really will come.”
The viscous precum glistened at the slit. Sua gazed at it with strange fascination before slowly parting her lips.
“It… it won’t all fit.”
“I know. But even if you just wrap those small lips around it, that will be enough.”
At his coaxing tone, Sua carefully took him in her hand. Even that light grip let her feel every bumpy vein and the rigid heat against her palm.
“Open your mouth.”
Her hesitant lips stretched as wide as they could. She had taken only the head, yet her mouth already felt impossibly full.
It was a taste she had never known. Raw. Musky.
Not knowing what to do, Sua instinctively flicked her tongue across the slit at the tip.
“Ha.”
His low groan made his throat bob. Simply watching her red lips stretch tightly around him was enough to push him toward the edge; the added stroke of her tongue against the sensitive slit nearly undid him.
He frowned as though in pain. In his mind he wanted to drive himself deep into her throat, but he endured. Slowly. He would give her time until she could accept him.
Saliva she could not swallow spilled from the corner of her mouth. As if even that was too precious to waste, he reached out and wiped it away with his thumb.
Seeing her look up at him with those wet, reddened eyes made the urge to climax surge uncontrollably. Unable to hold back, he pulled free of her mouth. The moment he did, the ferocious cock twitched violently and began to spurt.
Opaque semen splattered across Sua’s face and breasts. The satisfaction that flooded him was deeper than any he had ever known.
“Sister.”
When Tezeman approached with that languid expression, a sharp tingling flared between Sua’s legs.
“If I could keep this sight for myself for the rest of my life, I would gladly sell my soul to the devil.”
He licked the semen from her cheek with a slow swipe of his tongue, then caught her lips in a claiming bite.
While kissing her, he slid his hand beneath her arm and lifted her. The soft bed met her back. Distracted for a moment by its comfort, Sua startled when his hands seized her thighs.
“Wh-what are you—!”
He spread her trembling thighs and smiled. She feared the merciless pleasure that always followed such gentle touches.
“Te-Tezeman…!”
“It’s all right.”
His voice was soothing, as though calming a child, while his hand moved between her legs. Between the spread thighs, her tightly closed folds glistened; beneath them, the twitching entrance leaked clear fluid.
The sight was unbearable. Tezeman gripped her buttocks and yanked her toward him.
“Ah!”
The sudden heat of his breath against her most secret place tore a cry from Sua’s throat.
“Hngh. Not there…!”
“Why?”
“It’s dirty. So please stop…!”
Dirty? A low chuckle escaped him. He plunged a finger into the twitching, juice-slick hole and drew it out again.
“They call the water of God holy water. Then this must be holy water to me.”
Watching the sticky strands stretch from his fingers, Sua looked ready to burst into tears.
“Because you are a god to me.”
“What… what are you saying…”
He lowered his head and licked a long, slow path from the cleft of her buttocks all the way up to her swollen clitoris. The taste was obscene. Maddening.
“Hahk!”
“When holy water flows this freely, isn’t it only polite to drink every drop?”
To speak of nuns and holy water while performing such vulgar acts felt like committing a sin. Sua sobbed.
“Please… don’t say those things… st…op…”
His tongue parted her closed folds. The overflowing arousal had soaked her completely and was now staining the sheets. As though even that were a waste, he murmured.
“What are you going to do, spilling holy water everywhere like this? Such a shame.”
He sharpened his tongue and thrust it into the small opening, then sealed his mouth over her and sucked hard. The loud, wet slurping sound made Sua’s hips jerk violently.
“S-stop—”
“I suppose I should keep it plugged from now on. I’ll order something pretty. Something that fits right here.”
His hot tongue moved like a living snake. It writhed inside her, scooping out the gushing fluid and licking it clean. When that was not enough, he sucked hard on her clitoris until fresh waves poured from her once more.
“Please… please…”
She begged without knowing what she begged for, only hoping the man relentlessly licking her sex would stop.
“It’s still not enough.”
He lifted his head slowly. His lips glistened. Wiping them with the back of his hand, he fixed his gaze on the woman lying beneath him. Her entire body was flushed, her chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. The sight was so unbearably erotic he wanted to sear it into his mind forever.
“Sister.”
Calling her with deceptive gentleness, he spread her folds with his index and ring fingers. Slowly he pushed his middle finger into the exposed opening.
“Hahng!”
Sua’s head fell back at once. The untouched channel tried to expel the intruder, but the resistance was faint. His finger ruthlessly stirred her inner walls.
Sua’s eyes grew wet. An overwhelming sensation swallowed her whole.
“So tight. I’ll have to open you more.”
His index finger joined the first. Each time the two fingers plunged in and out, wet squelching sounds rose and bubbles of arousal formed.
“Haaah…”
She felt as if her mind would shatter. She needed something to hold onto. Sua’s flailing hand found his shoulder and gripped tight.
He added a third finger. His thumb and ring finger spread the narrow entrance almost cruelly while the middle finger scraped at the deepest, most sensitive spot inside.
“Hnghk…! It’s tearing… it’s going to tear…”
“If something this small can make you tear,” he whispered, breathing hot air into her ear, “how do you plan to take my cock?”
His fingers moved faster between the slick, indistinguishable mix of her juices and his saliva. The wet, obscene sounds rising from below made Sua pant with shame.
She clutched his arm, begging him to stop. But her pleas only excited him more.
“I’ll stop, then.”
The three fingers withdrew from her with a wet sound. As he licked them clean, his gaze remained locked on Sua’s ruined form beneath him.
She no longer resembled the pure sister she had once been. His saliva glistened across her pale naked body. Red marks bloomed everywhere like brands claiming ownership.
“Haa…”
Her face, drenched in pleasure and climax, was lewd enough to drive any man insane.
This was complete corruption. The sight pleased him so much that the corner of his mouth lifted in a faint, satisfied smile.
“Sister.”
It was not enough yet. He needed more. He had to fill her so completely that she could never escape him again.
He gripped the soft flesh of her inner thighs and spread them wide. Seeing the glistening entrance that had just numbed his tongue, he licked his lips.
“Now, take me properly.”