Cecilia's Deep Kiss and Playful Teasing
"Hah... slurrrp... mm. Mm♥"
As we fucked in missionary, the slick sounds of our mucous membranes clinging together echoed from above. Cecilia and I were locked in an embrace, our tongues dancing while her pussy clenched tight around my cock. Since I was shorter than her, she tilted her head down slightly to kiss me. Our noses bumped, so she naturally turned her head at a diagonal, pressing her lips to mine.
We started innocently enough, just rubbing our lips together, but it quickly felt stuffy. She slipped her tongue in, swirling it around my mouth. Her tongue poked at mine, as if chiding me to move it too. I obliged, tangling our tongues together, and soon the wet, slippery sounds of saliva and flesh filled my ears.
Her excited breaths washed over my face. Come to think of it, this wasn't a joke—kissing was genuinely our first time. We'd gone so wrong from the start: nipple play, breastfeeding, blowjobs, sex... but never a proper kiss. Cecilia's first kiss with me had been on my glans. So lewd. The thought sparked a hot idea for hypnosis later. Something like, 'Kissing a man means pressing your lips to his glans— that's common sense.'
"Mm. Chuu. Hnng... gulp. Slurp. Gulp... Mm..."
With her eyes closed, Cecilia let out sweet nasal moans as she caressed my tongue. She sucked up the saliva we'd mixed, swallowing it bit by bit. Since her head was below mine, it all flowed naturally into her mouth.
"Gulp. Haaah... Slurp."
After gulping down several mouthfuls of my saliva, she pulled back with a satisfied look. As our membranes parted, a thick strand of spit stretched from her lips. Eyes still shut, she savored the sensation, then stuck out her long tongue, swirling it around to clean her mouth. God, she was endlessly erotic.
"Smack. Raoul... from now on, let's kiss a ton even when we're not doing it, okay?♥"
"Mmm. Sure... "
The intense deep kiss had clearly won her over—her face glowed with utter fulfillment. That dopey, blissed-out expression made me think she'd demand kisses anytime, anywhere, just like she said.
Once the fun paused, our attention shifted back to our genitals. I was still buried balls-deep in her pussy, and she sent me a naughty smile, feeling my cock throbbing inside her. Then, suddenly—
"Hyah!♥"
"Oof?!"
Her pussy clamped down hard in an instant. She crossed her arms behind my head, pulling me in tighter. As she yanked, my face plunged into her breasts. My posture crumbled, and she hooked her legs over my ass, locking me in place so I couldn't move. Lifting my head amid the clinging warmth of her folds, I saw her wearing that same sassy expression from when she'd toyed with my cock in the bath.
"Cecilia... could you uncross your legs...? Your pussy's squeezing so tight inside too..."
"Hmph. Hnnng♥"
Ignoring me, she smirked mischievously and tightened her pussy even more, chewy and insistent. Her little-demon eyes dared me—what now?—while gripping my cock like a vice. She was so cute I wanted to bite her. Playing along, I matched her pouty expression.
"Hnn. Fine, then... like this."
Squelch!
"Hiiyaang!♥"
I thrust my hips back, yanking my cock out in one go. Her greedy lower mouth lost its hold with a ridiculous pop. Without giving her a break, I aimed my glans at her entrance and slammed back in to the hilt.
"Haaaang!♥ Hoo! Hwaaaang!♥"
The pleasure of being filled completely made her tremble with a euphoric grin. I sucked her erect nipples while gently thrust-thrusting into her pussy, and she responded by rolling her hips. Her juices coated my shaft, making her insides even stickier.
"Hnn...♥ Hehe♥"
"Cecilia, you seem kinda... pervy..."
Every time I hilted deep, she timed it perfectly, squeezing her pussy cutely around me like she was kissing my cock with it. For a moment, it felt just like that.
"Oh? But this is all to make delicious milk, right? Can't be helped~♥"
"Mm. True, but..."
I grumbled a bit, and she hit me with her straight-faced logic. Right— this wasn't sex; it was milk production. When the hell would I get proper sex ed? I wanted to creampie her someday.
......
We kept at it like that for a while, naked bodies pressed tight, enjoying sticky, intense sex. Embracing without a gap, moving only our hips in beastly rutting—the raw vulgarity brought an indescribable mental high. Cecilia shook her hips too, her face flushing lewdly at the debauched position, clearly thinking the same.
I pistoned softly into her pussy, gradually picking up the rhythm, and my orgasm built naturally.
"Um..."
"Mmm... come...♥"
She seemed to read it from my face alone, stroking the back of my head gently with a smile. Her touch brought an inexplicable comfort as the pleasure swelled. Shaking my hips, my semen surged out without warning.
Spurt, spurt...
"Nngh...♥ Haaaah... So hot♥"
We peaked together perfectly—her pussy contracted, squeezing my cock to milk every drop. Her inner walls kneaded me relentlessly, and huge loads poured out like piss. Blissful exhaustion washed over me. Cecilia shuddered too, accepting it all inside her. Even through the condom, she must have felt the abnormal bulge and my cum's warmth at the tip.
Resting in her warm depths, a profound fullness rose in me. I felt inexplicably happy, wanting to please Cecilia—not just sexually.
"Cecilia... lift your head a bit..."
"Haa... Hmm?"
She was savoring the afterglow with my cock still inside when I leaned in close. She tilted her head curiously. I planted a quick peck on her cheek.
"Ah... R-Raoul..."
Caught off guard by my affection, she cupped her cheek, eyes wide.
...In reality, this might cringe me out, but as a kid, it was fine. Plus, a little gesture like this gave women more joy than sex sometimes. Could last a week. Not that I was calculating now—it just bubbled up purely. Had becoming a kid softened my brain too?
"...Looking at you, Cecilia... I just couldn't help it..."
"Hehe. I see~..."
She gazed at me lovingly, grinning dopily at my honesty. Then, as if struck by a thought, she spoke up, her expression turning a touch serious.
"Raoul... um... You don't hate this side of Auntie, do you...?"
"Huh? What side?"
"...The lewd side, I guess... Like when I do it with my mouth, or just now... it kinda burdens me sometimes... you know?"
Meeting her eyes, she looked earnest. When I tilted my head at "lewd," I explained using the naughty thrill I felt when she aroused me. I nodded like I got it.
She'd enjoyed it all this time—why worry now? Maybe my peck stirred her conscience. She was deceiving me, after all. My occasional pure moments might snap her back to normal thinking. Or maybe, amid these pervy days, she worried I was just going along with her. I'd shown "good boy" sides and called her my benefactor repeatedly. So perhaps she'd prodded me on purpose—shaking her ass, teasing me cutely to make me aggressive. A desire to be seen as a proper female animal. If so, time to ditch normal thinking entirely.
"Mm-mm. Not at all. When you suck my cock, your lips and tongue feel so sticky and amazing... And just now, your pussy squeezed so tight, tons of good milk came out."
"R-Really."
Seeing my innocent face spew vulgarities, her pussy twitched visibly, unable to resist the depravity.
"And it's more like... cute, I guess..."
"Cute...?"
"Cute" caught her off guard; her cheeks flushed. I gave examples from our past play, all the things that felt good. Her tension melted, replaced by a sassy grin. She licked her red lips and asked cautiously.
"So... um... you want me to be even lewder... and cuter...?"
"...Yeah. I like it."
"...For real? You won't be disappointed?"
"No way. If anything, I want you to do more... It makes my cock so hard, makes me wanna shoot tons of milk... I wanna feel even better."
"Hnn... Hnn. I see... You like it lewder... cuter...♥?"
After confirming repeatedly, she beamed, unable to hide her joy. Her mouth corners seemed to curl into a cute W-shape.
"Mm♥ Okay, then... could you take out the pouch? Don't remove it, though..."
"Sure."
Squelch— We parted, and with sticky sounds, I pulled back. So much cum had built up that the bloated condom tip snagged at her entrance, bulging out. With a final shlorp, it slipped free, the end flopping onto the towel with a plop from gravity. More than the first load, no doubt—far from skimpy.
I twitched my cock upward once, and the condom dangled heavily. Kept buried while softening, the tip had soaked up her juices, turning viscous. Seeing the massive milk pouch swaying before her, Cecilia grinned mischievously and shifted to all fours.
"Wow...♥ So much again. Unreal... Hnnng♥"
Grinning wide, she crawled toward me slowly, marveling at the volume and swallowing once. Nuzzling her face against my cock pillar like a pet, she snuck peeks at my reaction.
Rub. Rub.
".........♥......♥"
Whoa... human or cat? She rubbed her face on my shaft like a pampered animal, glancing up slyly to test me. Checking if I really liked it more. I looked down with an aroused expression, as promised. Twitching my cock to tap her cheek a few times, she narrowed her eyes happily.
"Mmm...♥"
Beaming with joy, she kept nuzzling, then tilted her head sideways, pressing her lips to my cockhead. Gently, she bit the condom's middle with her lips—no teeth—tugging it outward with a shlurp. It peeled off.
"Mmph... Hnn♥"
"W-Woah..."
With the cum-filled condom in her mouth, Cecilia looked up at me with a beaming smile.