Realities Confirmed Since Coming to This World
Since arriving in this isekai world, a few things have become crystal clear to me. The most obvious is the infinite libido pouring out from this body blessed by the gods. Of course, I'm a special case, born from the goddesses' filthy desires, so that's why. Apparently, heroes who receive divine power the normal way, or naturally born ones, or high-ranking demons, mostly channel that immense strength into raw combat power instead.
And especially, Cecilia's body—after we started seriously fucking—now glistens with an even more alluring sheen. Post-sex, every little gesture of hers overflows with sultriness and sex appeal. And to what degree? Even without showing any skin, just batting those pretty lashes and flashing a beaming smile makes the adventurers in the shop hunch over, hiding their erections. Even to my eyes, Cecilia's expression looked just like that of a girl deep in love, so it was a pretty lethal smile.
At first, I thought it was just from her devouring a much younger guy like me as if I were some tonic. But her skin really has gotten softer and smoother, her elasticity even firmer and bouncier. No way it was just my imagination.
I called it infinite libido, but to elaborate: even if I fuck all day and burn some stamina, it never depletes. Exaggerating a bit, I could probably gangbang dozens of women for days straight without dropping dead. Free from the limitations of a normal man's stamina, Cecilia could treat my body like a beast in heat—and she knew it. But lately, she hasn't been doing that.
That said, judging from everything we've done so far, our sex time hasn't decreased. If anything, it's gotten more intense. A widow starved for cock, suddenly gifted with a guy who can fulfill her vulgar sex fantasies from the heavens. If she wanted, she could grind on me all night. But these days, with her maternal instincts, lust, and more all satisfied at once, she's even more vibrant. Now she has plenty of leisure to spare.
Cecilia enjoys our sex while balancing it with mental attunement. Probably trying to make me accept fucking as just another part of daily life, without any hang-ups. For example, after Eli leaves in the morning, Cecilia waits for me on all fours, bracing against the sofa. Nothing under her skirt, so hiking it up to her waist reveals those plump ass cheeks and pussy lips in all their glory. Then she lets out a cute "Mmm...♥" in that nasal whine, wiggling her hips seductively to tempt me.
Of course, fresh from breakfast and brimming with vigor, I mount her from behind like a beast in rut. But while clenching her pussy tight around my cock, she speaks in that soft, gentle voice: "Ahng... For lunch, how about some meat? Haht. Squeeze♥." Trying to chat about everyday stuff. It turns sex into this sticky, intimate thing—same duration, but it feels even longer. Kinda embarrassing, you know?
Still bummed we're using condoms, but the box is nearly empty anyway. When they're gone, I'll make Cecilia an offer she can't refuse.
Anyway... tonight was pure torture. Not the bad kind.
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Weekday night. Cecilia's bedroom.
The room fills with the lewd sounds of something being slurped obscenely.
"Mmm... Haah. Slurrrp. Hnng. Chup. Tsk♥ Slurrrp. Hnngg...♥"
I'm leaning back against the headboard pillows on the bed, receiving Cecilia's ministrations. She's crawled between my legs, pressing her face against my cock, body prone behind her. Hands demurely on my thighs, she starts servicing my dick.
"Hnngp.Slurp...♥ Smack. Haht♥"
Like a cat grooming, eyes softly closed, tongue flicking out—my shaft gets coated in her saliva, gleaming wetly. I'm in pajamas with a hole cut out at the crotch for easy access. She said it was new, but the faint thread remnants scream she did it herself.
"Haa..."
After licking up and down like a cat for a while, Cecilia half-opens her eyes, face flushed red, admiring her handiwork. My cock, slick with her spit, radiates sticky lewdness. Satisfied, she smiles warmly, purses her plump lips into an O, and slowly presses them to my shaft.
"Mng. Sluurp♥"
As always, she turns her head sideways, bites the shaft gently with her teeth, and skillfully peels back the foreskin. "Shlurp..." The obscene sound accompanies the reveal of my pink glans.
"...♥"
Cecilia glances between the exposed head and my eyes, fluttering hers prettily, then rubs her face against my cock like a horny cat in heat. Her fingers on my thigh tap playfully, one after the other—what's got her so excited?
"...Smack♥ Oh yeah, Raoul... Mwah♥ Mng... The underwear you usually wear... doesn't it feel a bit tight?"
She peppers the glans with kisses from her red lips, eyes wide as she asks, looking slightly concerned. Mwah.
"Ngh...!"
...Back when we first met, she deliberately bought me tight underwear and eyed me like a perv at night. Guess now that it's not needed, she's feeling a twinge of guilt.
"Mmm... Sluuuurp.........♥"
She pauses the glans kisses naturally, slips her tongue into my urethra, and wiggles it gently. Waiting for my answer, her gaze stays fixed upward on me.
"Ngh... Y-yeah, a little..."
The zing of her teasing my piss slit makes my body twitch.
"Chup♥ Haah... Really? Then... Smack♥ I'll buy you bigger ones tomorrow?"
"Y-yeah... Ah..."
"Hehe... Haaawum... Hnngp♥"
As my cock throbs wildly, Cecilia wraps her tongue around the head and pauses, waiting for me to calm. Once still, she plugs her tongue back in, swirling it while beaming up at me.
"Sleeeerp♥"
Damn. Shit... I was so confident in my stamina, but Cecilia toys with me in her own way, like she's mocking it. That's the essence of this intensity. Overflowing leisure. Beyond mere blowjob motions, she savors it slow and long, like etching each moment into memory. All while locking eyes, demanding mental connection—making it embarrassingly intimate.
What do you call this? Dunno exactly, but it's some lewd fusion of love, maternal affection, lust, and more.
"Mmm♥ Hnng.Sluuuurp.Smack.Smack.Gulp..."
My precum from arousal mixes with saliva dripping from her glands down her tongue, making the glans shine slickly. She sucks it like candy, devouring the mingled fluids with relish.
"Puhaaa...♥"
After a good taste, Cecilia pulls off the head, bats her lashes, and stares at the tip.
".........Mwah♥"
Cheeks flushed, eyes closed, she kisses my glans tenderly—like to a beloved child. Short and gentle, no intense stimulation, but the gap is such a turn-on.
"Cecilia..."
Melted in lazy bliss, I buck my hips lightly, prodding her cheek with my glans. A gesture screaming I can't hold back.
"Hehe...♥ Raoul's milk. Want me to suck it all out nice and tasty?"
My cock rock-hard at her words, she eyes the cheek-poke coyly and dives in for real.
"Sluuuurp.........♥"
Lips sealed perfectly around my shaft, forming a sticky mouth-pussy. She brushes back her tousled orange side-locks to keep them clear, engulfs half my length, and bobs her head.
"Slurrrp♥ Chup.Sluuuuuurp!Smack.Smack."
Already slick with her spit, she uses it as lube for rhythmic sucking. Her soft tongue swirls inside, wrapping perfectly.
"Ngh! Haaa..."
After such slow foreplay, in just minutes, my cock's hypersensitive, throbbing wildly in her warm mouth.
"Sluurp.Smack smack♥ Slurrrp...! Chup.Chup.Mwah.Smack♥"
Eyes fluttering seductively as she sucks, she reads my face—knows I won't last—slows her bobs, focusing on the head.
"Hnngp.Hnnnguuuup...♥"
Sealing the tip tight, her tongue gently laps under the glans, easing me toward delicious release with soft, comfy strokes. Fully in cum mode, I can't fight the rising urge—it's not explosive, but oozing up my urethra like piss.
"Ngh. Cecilia... I'm cumming...!"
Bluuuuurp.............
"Mmm...♥! Gulp.Gulp...♥"
As milk spurts from the tip like a leaky faucet, cheeks blushing, Cecilia purses her lips prettily to catch every drop. Eyes softly shut, she swirls her tongue over the overflowing slit, savoring.
"Chup...♥ Gulp.Smack. ......Mmm............?"
Sensing something off, she stops gulping, holding the intermittent flow in her mouth.
"...?"
To pinpoint the weirdness, she swishes slowly, tasting carefully.
What is it?
"Mng...? Gulp.Puhaa........."
Sucking the last from my glans with a "Slurp," she pulls off. Sticky strands bridge her lips to the head like cheese.
Cecilia hums "Mng..." then nods, figuring it out.
"............It's thinner..."
Chewing the remnants, she rolls her eyes at me in dissatisfaction. A dribble of milk leaks from the corner of her working lips.
......No way, from pounding Eli earlier? She kept grabbing her panty front, begging "Cum lots inside...♥" while wiggling her pussy, so I flooded her panties till they overflowed, semen trickling stickily down her thighs. Never seen her wear such a slutty face.
Anyway, time for an excuse.
"Um... Truth is, my dick was itching this afternoon, couldn't hold back... So I snuck one in the bathroom..."
"Hmm... I sucked you off this morning too... Should've saved it in a mug. What a waste..."
"Sorry... Wasn't thinking..."
She pouts slightly, eyeing me suspiciously and lewdly. Swallows the rest, licks the dribble from her lips into her mouth.
Then, something clicks—she stares at my spent cock.
"Maybe..."
"Yeah?"
"...Mmm. Nothing, dear..."
...Heart skipped—good thing it didn't show.
"Mng..."
A bit unsatisfied, Cecilia clasps her hands on my thigh, peeking up with big, pretty eyes.
"Um, Cecilia. Still hungry? One more time...?"
"Sh-should I? ♥?"
As my cock twitches and I plead, she perks up like a puppy, energy back. What a mysterious woman.