28. Eirin's Art Classroom (5)
Eirin shyly raised her arms to cover her face.
At the sight, my tyrant—having just calmed after release—swelled ferociously once more. As expected, it could never be satisfied with her mouth alone; it was a truly savage beast.
But I didn't thrust it straight into her depths. This was my time to serve her.
The hour had long passed from morning to evening, but I mimicked the morning routine she usually performed for me, deciding to lavish pleasure on her most intimate place.
I buried my face between her thighs.
"Eek... Young master, not there! Not with your mouth..."
She must have braced for my cock to plunge in roughly. But when my lips met her unexpectedly first, Eirin panicked far more than if I'd impaled her.
"That's a dirty place... Your precious mouth... on something like that..."
Having climaxed once, she'd returned to her usual speech. I liked this haughty tone that suited her, but I craved that adorably flustered voice from moments ago.
So I targeted her most sensitive spot: her clit. Pressing my face even closer between her thighs, her scent grew thicker.
Strangely, there was no unpleasant odor. Just the sweet aroma of ripe peaches filling the air. I lightly traced her inner lips, then teased her clit with my tongue.
"Heek?!"
The reaction I'd anticipated. Eirin's clit was twice as sensitive as most women's. Having retreated beneath its hood after her orgasm, it peeked out again at the gentle flick of my tongue tip, swelling prominently.
A lewd yet petite pleasure pearl, so cute in its smallness. I nipped it ever so lightly with my teeth, and Eirin let out a shrill cry.
"Ahhkk?! Young master...!! If you do that...!!"
Her thighs clamped tight around my head in an instant. Such an intense response. I gripped her thighs firmly and pried them apart again.
This time, I expanded my assault beyond just the clit, lavishing her entire pussy with attention.
Pale outer labia untouched by pigmentation, neat inner lips in soft pink. I swirled my tongue broadly over them, caressing generously.
"Haa! Hng...! Hn... Hnng..."
A fine reaction. Less hypersensitive than when I'd fingered her clit earlier, but she accepted the rising pleasure so naturally—it was a beautiful sight.
I pressed my tongue harder. It slipped smoothly into her parting folds.
"Aahn! Even there... That's... Hng... Haaang..."
My tongue delved past her entrance, probing her depths. The inner walls reflexively coiled around it.
In response, I moved it like a tiny cock, thrusting relentlessly.
Feeling pleasure beyond imagination inside her, Eirin writhed wildly, her moans melting into gasps.
I gripped her thighs again, squeezing. Lewd nectar and my saliva mingled, soaking her valley.
My cunnilingus continued without pause. True to my role as her servant, I didn't stop until her arousal peaked.
Her voice soon grew desperate.
"Aang!! I'm cumming...!! Like that... if you keep moving like that... Aang... there... Haaang!!"
Her words said no, but her body was brutally honest. Her thighs burned hot against my cheeks, followed by those bitch-in-heat cries.
I could see why some men loved burying their faces in a woman's crotch. The slick, wet sensation on my tongue felt as intimate as a kiss.
The thrill of her spreading her most shameful place wide for me was exquisite.
And her sweet nectar was turning even lewder, taking on the full flavor of a bitch in estrus. That musky scent doubled my lust.
The signal she was nearing climax again.
For the finale, I sucked her clit with vacuum force, slurping greedily. Eirin couldn't hold out against the onslaught.
She arched her back with an unimaginable wail.
"Heek!! Ah... I'm cumming...!! It's coming out... coming out again...!! I can't hold it... Haaang!!!"
Splurt-splurt-splurt—
Eirin squirted her shameful tide once more. Her body shuddered violently in the throes of orgasm.
As she calmed slightly, she murmured in disbelief.
"Haa... haa... Why... why... am I... doing something so depraved..."
Before her secretly beloved young master, she'd spread her legs like a bitch and squirted twice.
Even as the afterglow lingered, guilt over her slutty self crashed in.
I must have overstimulated her.
Eirin and I had shared our bodies more than once or twice. But our past encounters differed from this.
Her previous orgasms had been to please me, joining me in ecstasy.
Pure service, never straying from a maid's duty.
But now, she'd climaxed alone—twice.
Dutiful maid Eirin was shocked by her own selfishness. Too earnest for her own good.
So I wanted to teach her the pure joy of sex. She wasn't being honest with herself yet, too strict.
Eirin moved to grab a towel, no doubt to wipe the squirt from my face.
But I seized her wrist firmly and used my free hand to clean myself instead.
"Young master... I'm sorry. Such rudeness..."
To the deeply apologetic Eirin, I raised my voice slightly.
"Eirin. What did I say?"
"Today... you'd serve me..."
"Good. So rejoice more. Feel even greater pleasure. Or does my service displease you?"
"N-no! It's the opposite—it's too good..."
She squeezed her eyes shut after blurting her true feelings, embarrassed.
"Then no issue. Be as honest as you want with me. I'm your one and only young master. And right now, I'm serving you alone, as I said. Be a little selfish."
I pulled her into a gentle embrace. Eirin had no words, but her flushed ears spoke for her.
"I... um..."
But words were superfluous now. I nipped her earlobe softly with my lips.
"Eek!! Y-young master...?"
Then I trailed my lips lightly along her flushed nape. Embracing her again, our bodies overlapped fully.
"Haa... Young master..."
Eirin didn't resist, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her heart had opened.
In that moment, I slid my cock into her.
***
My fully erect cock sank into Eirin's depths.
Her pussy, already drenched, welcomed me with a tender squeeze.
"Hng... Hn..."
Easier than before to push in. Not that she'd loosened permanently.
Her tension had melted from massage and caresses. She was ready to accept me more openly.
My tyrant plunged to her depths without resistance. I paused there, still.
"Nngh... Hnng... Haa... It feels good...♡"
Her breaths in my ear were pure moans of pleasure, no pain. Her inner walls clung slickly to my bare shaft.
She spread her legs wider, coiling them around my waist.
"Move, please... Young master... Hnng...♡"
Eirin begged first. Her pussy clenched tight around me. I matched her signal, rocking my hips slowly.
Sluurp—schlick—sluuurp—
Slowly at first. Prioritizing her reactions over my pleasure. This was her service.
"Haa... Haa... Good... Young master... so good...♡"
A solid response. I thrust deeper.
But too frequent hits to her cervix would hurt, so I adjusted my length precisely, pistoning steadily.
Squelch-squelch-squelch—
Her gushing nectar thickened with viscosity. Her pussy lips clung stickily to my skin.
That exquisite friction set my cock ablaze.
I lifted my torso slightly. Eirin, clinging tight, reluctantly released me.
Now I gazed down at her. Her face flushed with arousal, radiating an erotic glow incomparable to her usual composure. Our eyes met.
Her pink lips parted as she pleaded desperately.
"Haaang... Feels good...♡ Young master... more... a bit harder... because it's you, it feels good...♡ Haa...♡ Ahng..."
Her voice drove me mad. My cock throbbed, swelling inside her. Eirin squeezed back fiercely.
Our shameful flesh slapped lewdly.
Splap—schwaap—
"Aahn!! Haaang...♡ Hnng... Heek... Hn...♡ Good... right there, so good... more... more...♡ Breasts too... Young master... touch my breasts... Haaang...♡"
She even whined coquettishly—something unthinkable normally. A slutty maid exploiting her young master.
But she'd obeyed so well; I wanted to praise her. Today, that impertinence was her charm.
I grasped her breasts, softer than fresh tofu.
"Haa!! Good... good...♡ Touching my breasts... feels so good... there too...♡ Aahn!"
Peachy heft filled my palms. I squeezed gently, gradually increasing pressure to heighten her pleasure.
My hips never rested, filling her relentlessly. Each time her lewd lips dragged along my shaft, her cries amplified.
"Haaang...♡ Ang!! Hiiing...!! Haa♡!!"
Pure instinctual moans, beyond words. No mana beads or G-spot targeting.
Yet Eirin embraced sex's raw joy honestly. I flowed with her reactions.
Sure enough, she flung her arms wide. I embraced her soothingly, and she whispered sweetly in my ear.
"Haa... Nngh... Good... so good... Young master... but... hn... I... me..."
"Tell me what you want, Eirin."
Moans spilled first, then she confessed.
"Haaang...!! Ang...♡ Young master... could you... lie down a bit... I... on top... Haa...♡"
I understood. I withdrew briefly and lay back on the bed. Eirin rose, straddling my hips.
"I... want to... do it from on top... Your hard cock... myself..."
Her face burned crimson as she confessed.