Isekai Milf Story - Saintess Edition (12): Quenching My Thirst on the Saintess's Holy Nectar
On the table sat her saintess robes, neatly folded. Her beautiful hime-cut long hair swayed gently with the motion of her body. Muffled, lewd moans escaped her lips as she pressed down hard.
And then, our eyes met in midair.
"Hng... Hnng... ............Ah?"
Her eyes, opposite mine, seemed frozen for a moment, pupils quaking as if unable to process the scene. She clearly hadn't expected me—the good boy who'd been so well-behaved—to burst in like this without restraint.
There she was, just like last time: in her underwear with garter stockings, panties pulled aside, squatting and masturbing furiously. The saintess had been caught by me twisting her pussy lips round and round, dripping her love juices onto a silver plate.
"N-No...! Th-this, it's... Kyah!"
Thud... Clatter!
Startled, she tried to scramble up from her position, but twisted her leg instead, slamming her massive ass right down onto the silver plate. It splashed loudly, sending the liquid inside spraying outward.
"Hic... Sniff..."
The saintess peeled her now-soaked ass away with a face on the verge of tears, shaking off the remnants. She dropped to her knees nearby, head bowed low, and it stayed that way—as if she were desperately pondering how to salvage this disaster. She must have been mortified enough to die.
But I didn't care about her disheveled state. I approached Serena step by step, unhurried.
This wasn't the time for that anyway.
".................."
"D-Disciple...?"
As my footsteps drew closer, Serena slowly lifted her head to look at me. Even with her face flushed beet red, she flinched visibly. My hazy, lust-glazed expression as I approached must have looked anything but normal to her.
And honestly, with the sweet honey pot that would quench my thirst right before my eyes, my mind was floating like I was drunk.
I knelt down in front of her, matching her posture, and she hurriedly covered her pussy with her hands. I stared at those hands, my own face heating up.
"Mmm. It smells just as sweet as the usual stuff I drink........ So this is how you've been making the holy water..."
"N-No, that's not... U-ugh... I'm sorry... S-sorry... Sniff. I didn't mean to do it on purpose..."
With me having seen her pervy act of mixing her own pussy juice to feed me, there was no excuse left. Serena just blubbered apology after apology.
"Huh...? Why are you sorry? More importantly, can I just drink it straight like this, Saintess...?"
".........Pardon?"
"My throat's so parched... And it looks way better drinking it fresh... Mmm."
"W-Wait a second...!! Kyaa!"
Serena let out a cute squeal, nothing like her usual dignified poise. I crawled forward on all fours, shoving my face between her legs, and she panicked.
Instinctively arching back to escape, she naturally spread her thighs into an obscene M-shape. As my face neared her secret spot, she pulled her hands away from her pussy and grabbed my head to push me back.
"N-No, Disciple...! Y-you can't do this!"
Legs splayed wide, she feebly pushed at my head as I crawled toward her like a pet. We tussled like that for a while until I started whimpering, pleading with her.
"Please... Please, Saintess. My body's burning up—I can't hold back... P-please. Boo-hoo..."
"Ahh..........!!"
Hearing my teary begging, Serena could no longer ignore my bizarre state. With my feverish body right in front of her, she had no better plan anyway. She couldn't exactly snap back to sanity and tell me to wait while she finished masturbating.
It was just panic-driven refusal—nothing more, nothing less.
"............Hic."
"Mmm..."
I pushed my head forward again, and her resisting hands grew weaker until, sniffling, she pulled them away to cover her face instead. She'd opened her thighs fully, letting me devour her pussy at will.
..................
In the center of the room, Serena flopped backward onto her huge ass, legs splayed wide in an M. And there I was, on all fours like a dog before her pussy.
I swallowed hard, focusing on the sight. Just like I'd seen in the crystal orb, she had some of the thickest, juiciest labia majora among all the women I'd known. And yet, completely hairless—a bald pussy. It already looked so inviting for a good tease.
Having masturbated already, her tight pink slit gleamed faintly with slickness. With my patience gone, I buried my face straight into the saintess's delectable pussy.
"Mmm... Lick... Slurp. Slurrrp........"
"Kyaa! Hnng... Hnnngh..........!!"
Lying there with her face still covered, Serena moaned in shock. I felt her ass quivering under her on the floor. To help her relax, I moved my tongue slowly, gently caressing the outer folds.
Her ass tremors gradually eased, replaced by occasional heavy breaths.
"Leeeck... Leeeeck........"
".........Mmm. Mm..."
Her pussy grew slicker with my saliva. A bit of sticky, sweet nectar clung to my tongue, but no more flowed out. Was she too tense from the abnormal situation?
I want to make her feel good...
I wanted to give Serena even more pleasure. Everyone has their spots, but that reliable one... I flicked my tongue upward bit by bit, teasing her clit gently.
Not rushing—just sweeping my tongue softly over her entire slit, letting the tip brush oh-so-close to her clit without quite touching. A considerate warmup to draw her into the heat of arousal.
And the longer the buildup, the bigger the climax crash.
".........Mm. Haa... Ng. Ung. Unng............ Mm..."
Each upward lick made her shoulders shudder. The rhythmic teasing was working; her nasal moans started carrying a hint of sweetness. Above all, her clit—swollen and peeking out—proved it.
That engorged little bean was nipple-sized on some women... so blatantly slutty.
"Slurp... Slurrrp..."
"Hn. Hnng... Hnyuuu........"
Swoosh... My flicking tongue occasionally grazed the base of her erect clit—just a light touch, no probing. The natural stimulation had her body responding honestly, sweet honey starting to trickle out.
Tzup... Tzurrrp...♥
Sweet pussy juice oozed slowly from her folds. Eyes glazing over, I lapped harder, devouring every sticky drop.
"Mm. Chup. Chup-chup... Schloop. Leeeeck........ Gulp."
"Ng. H-haaah...!"
Even with her face hidden in shame, Serena must have sensed from the heat and wetness that I was eagerly slurping her juices. Realizing it made her tremble harder in excitement.
Each subtle tap-tap♥ of my tongue tip on her clit coaxed more sweet nectar outward. I slurped it all up, licking her folds until fresh juice welled again.
Mmm... So damn tasty...
As this depraved worship dragged on, Serena grew accustomed—willing or not—to squirting her pussy juice into my greedy mouth.
Until now, I'd usually handed the reins to Cecilia and the others, letting them take charge and enjoy. But I'd never gone full pet-slave like this, blatantly eating pussy from below.
If we'd jumped straight to sex from the start (not that Maribi would allow it), she'd have broken down sobbing with massive aftershocks.
She was in the midst of emotional exchange with the man she'd loved platonically. But this was pure female-dominant play. Still intercourse-adjacent, sure, but worlds apart from full penetration.
Plus, she could rationalize it as "healing therapy." Stripped to pure animal roles—bitch and stud—no woman hates devoted service like this: lavishing her sex with care, happily guzzling her fluids.
Even a sex-illiterate saintess her age instinctively knew this was rare devotion in any relationship.
The moment she realized it while I ate her out, a thrill must have surged from her depths.
Because...
"Hn! ...Mm. Unng... Hnng...!"
Still covering her face lying down, but now... a tiny gap between her fingers. Through that sliver, too narrow for her pupils...
She was peeking at my lewd form devouring her pussy.
I ramped up my ecstatic expression, tongue working overtime. Finally, unable to endure the prolonged teasing, Serena wailed and unleashed a massive squirt.
Schluuuurp...!! Pshht... Pssshhhshhh♥!!
"Haaaaahhh...! Kyaa. Haaung...! W-wait, Disciple—pull your face away...!!"
Her body convulsed in orgasm, but realizing I was still lapping at her, her face paled as she looked down between her legs.
But I didn't care about the mess—just performed sluttily, slurping every gush.
It was all from the heart.
"Hngb...?! Slurp. Slurrrrp. Chup. Schloop! Gulp... Slurrrp. Slurrrp!! Gulp... Mmm! Schluuup. Slurp!"
"Haaang! Hn. Aaah...! Aaaaah............!! G-Goddess...! Hiyaaaaahhh!!!"
I pursed my lips tight to catch her long ropes of squirt, gulping greedily. Flicking my tongue to coax out more from inside, slurping it all down voraciously.
Her huge, thick labia mashed against my mouth, squirting wildly between them. Wet schlurping filled the room, and hearing it, Serena couldn't hold back—she dropped her hands, staring at me.
"Hau. Haaa... Haaaaahhh...!"
"Schloop. Mmm. Slurrrp. Slurrrrrp... Gulp-gulp........ Uuuung..."
Head bobbing furiously to lap her sweet nectar, I accidentally met her eyes. Even with her pupils quaking, she couldn't tear away from the unreal sight between her thighs.
Our gazes locked in the air. To please her, I exaggerated my blissed-out face, slurping louder, sending sultry half-lidded smiles and happy winks.
"Hng, heung... Gulp. Chup-chup... Chup-chup-chup..."
My devoted—nay, worshipful—service laced with coquettish seduction. Serena's long lashes fluttered nonstop.
".................."
As I finished guzzling her squirt, she panted raggedly. When I glanced up, she'd whipped her head aside.
I wanted to see her expression, but she'd turned fully away, pulling her long hair to veil it completely. No clue what face she wore...
But instinctively, I knew the next phase would go smoothly. To cement my total submission as her pet, I'd finish strong.
"Puhahhh... Mmm. You're soaked now. Let me clean you up... Lick. Leeeeck."
"Hii?!"
Her plump, protruding labia glistened with her juices and my spit. I roughened my tongue and licked her clean.
Each upward sweep tugged her firm folds along, then plap-plap♥ they snapped back elastically when I released. So thick they jiggled enticingly—fun as hell.
I lapped up every stray trickle from her mound and ass crack, finishing the cleanup. Finally, I pulled my lips away and lifted my head.
My face still flushed lewdly, but reason had returned unlike before. My mind was clearer too.
As I withdrew, Serena straightened from her vulgar spread. We knelt facing each other...
At a loss for words after the shock, she fidgeted with her garter stockings, lips flapping silently. Her thigh flesh bulging over them looked extra slutty today.
Time to wrap things up—I spoke first.
"Oh, right..."
"Wh-what, what is it...?"
"I forgot my usual thanks... Thank you so much for letting me drink your precious holy water, Saintess! It, uh, was really delicious...?"
I flashed a pretty smile, lips still glossy with her juices, and expressed my gratitude.
"N-no, don't mention it... You did well... No, I mean... Th-that... ..............Yes."
The saintess floundered for words, and with that, our intimate play ended.
Thus concluded the night...
I returned to the nunnery in the dead of night.
And tomorrow would bring yet another new beginning.