Cheonsol's Education (2)
Cheonsol and I headed straight for the bed, peeling off our clothes layer by layer. By the time we reached it, we were both naked.
We kissed as we lay down. Having joined our bodies more times than I could count, our breathing fell into perfect sync.
"Haah…"
As I thrust my tongue into her mouth and fondled her breasts, Cheonsol writhed with coquettish pleasure. The composed bearing of a cult leader who once commanded a martial arts sect had vanished without a trace—only a cute woman craving her husband's affection remained.
True to a woman who'd driven off a child and a goddess just to have sex, her nipples were already swollen. When we finally broke from our deep, dense kiss, a string of saliva stretched between us.
"You're more aggressive than usual today."
"Have we not gone without for quite some time? And it seems this lady shall no longer be able to monopolize you."
Cheonsol devoured my lips as if she wanted me all to herself. This wasn't a shared kiss—it was a desperate, devouring one.
She nipped my lip with her sharp fangs, sucked my tongue in and bit it. She sucked so hard I thought the root of my tongue might tear free.
To counterattack, I thrust my fingers into Cheonsol's pussy. Her wet, slick passage swallowed two knuckles whole.
"Hnnngh…"
"Why are you so full of spite?"
"Did this lady not tell you to mind your words? And there is more. Has Na-a not newly joined us this time?"
"That's right."
Imagining Na-a dozing off after splashing around in the river warmed my heart.
How do Lamias have sex, anyway? When I looked at her tail, there was no visible genitalia. Maybe she has an opening like an Arachne—something that opens for sex and stays closed otherwise.
"You're thinking of Na-a again. Showing interest already—this lady suspects Lulu may soon have a little sister."
"You know me too well."
"How long do you think this lady and you have lived together? At times, this lady can tell from your eyes alone."
Cheonsol pouting with jealousy was even more adorable than usual. I tried to kiss her, but she jerked her head down, so I only managed a peck on her forehead.
"And so this lady must punish you. Receive this lady's due recompense."
Cheonsol bit into my nape and drank my blood. True to a Vampir who found pleasure in bloodsucking, her eyes grew hazy.
"Haahhh. Your blood has grown ever sweeter. Is it because you have become a father? Or because this lady has come to cherish you all the more?"
"Maybe both?"
I cupped her chin and lifted it. I met eyes soaked with the pleasure of bloodsucking and affection for me.
I always think it, but Cheonsol is truly beautiful. Especially those crimson eyes—like jewels, so lovely.
"Why do you look at me so? This lady is embarrassed."
"I need to punish you a little too. During our walk. You undermined the head of the household's authority."
"That is not so. This lady did not undermine it. This lady merely spoke of what was reasonable…"
"Quiet."
I sealed her mouth with a single finger. Ignoring her desire for a kiss, I worked my way downward the way she had earlier.
I licked from her chin down her neck, coating it with saliva, and Cheonsol flinched. She went completely limp, surrendering her body entirely to me.
I ought to show Cheonsol—who always drinks my blood—what the reverse feels like.
"Hah!"
When I lightly bit her nape, Cheonsol jerked. Her breathing grew far rougher than before.
"Haa, haa…"
"Why are you so worked up?"
"Vampirs of deep affection share love by drinking each other's blood. When the Mad Demon bites this lady's neck, it feels as though you are the same Vampir—and that excites this lady."
I'd bitten her as punishment, but all I'd done was fulfill Cheonsol's sex fantasy.
That kind of defeated the point of biting her. When I pulled my face away, Cheonsol pouted.
"Why did you stop?"
"I'd do it as much as you want if you were a good Cheonsol—but you're a bad Cheonsol, so no."
"How might this lady become a good one?"
"You know."
I pulled back a little and pointed downward with a tilt of my head. Cheonsol looked at my hardened junior.
"Ah, so that is it."
Wearing a smile dripping with sensuality, Cheonsol bent at the waist. On her way down she sucked my nipple once, then lifted her head as if checking my reaction.
"Was that agreeable?"
"Where did you learn that?"
"Though this lady says it with her own mouth—this lady is a genius of the martial arts. A genius of the martial arts possesses superior comprehension and application."
She sure found a complicated way to say she figured it out herself. I wasn't annoyed, but compared to a blowjob it was lacking.
There's an erogenous zone that rules a man's brain—no need to go developing my nipples too.
"It was good."
But a sweet servant of a man knows how to be considerate of his wife. When I said it was good, Cheonsol got excited and licked my nipple.
It was a strange feeling. Every time her warm tongue touched me it tickled—and Cheonsol lapping at me like a cat was so cute and lovable I couldn't stand it.
"Now suck the lower part too."
"Heheh. Very well."
Cheonsol began a proper blowjob. Her technique of tormenting the glans with her tongue was no joke—like a master of the sexual arts.
"Hnnngh…"
"You seem to be enjoying yourself. Is this lady's service that pleasing? Has this lady become a good one now?"
"Still not enough…"
Truthfully it was plenty, but I wanted to look a little longer at the submissive face of Cheonsol sucking my cock.
She'd probably do whatever I said. Should I teach her something other than a blowjob?
"Cheonsol. There's a nice act called ball-sucking."
"And what is that? No—this lady need not hear an explanation."
Cheonsol grabbed my balls. I sucked in a sharp breath. The tension was so high my stomach clenched hard.
"Heheh. How cute. Did this lady startle you by suddenly touching them? With Iron Man, it should be fine either way."
"It's a man's vital spot, so it feels a bit weird."
"Is the penis not also a vital spot? If you are this frightened, how will you receive ball-sucking?"
She was crossing a line. I grabbed a fistful of Cheonsol's hair.
"Please."
"Your actions are rough, yet your words are meek. Very well. If not this lady, then who?"
Cheonsol carefully stroked my balls. It was a different sensation from the cock. Comfortable, like lying in a warm cradle—yet tense, never knowing when that hand might clench.
This won't do. Ball-sucking is a symbol of trust. I trust Cheonsol.
Once I accepted that, my heart eased. And once my heart eased, the peak of pleasure rose.
"Heheh. The trembling has stopped. May this lady proceed?"
"I grant permission."
"What manner of speech is that? Don't tell me you are imitating this lady?"
"Indeed I am."
"Heheheh. Your wit has grown. No—this lady should speak like the Mad Demon as well. Hmm…"
Cheonsol fretted while fondling my cock and balls. The deeper her contemplation, the stronger her grip.
"Sex?"
"You may descend the mountain."
"Heheheheh. What is that? No—what is that? It is far too funny."
Cheonsol burst out laughing and clutched her stomach. Watching a naked beauty hold her belly and cackle was a fine sight.
Especially with those tits bouncing.
"Hoo. Haa. This lady has not laughed so freely in a long while. My belly hurts. Then that ball-sucking? This lady shall try ball-sucking."
Cheonsol carefully licked my balls. I was more aroused now than when she'd been sucking my nipple.
Because it was closer to the cock, maybe?
"You seem to be enjoying yourself. This lady may be bolder, then."
Cheonsol took one of my balls into her mouth.
"Huk!"
A moan escaped naturally. It was the kind of moan no man could possibly hold back.
"What is it?"
"No, the sensation is strange."
"Strange how?"
"I'd need to take more of it to know."
"Then this lady shall continue—so tell her. Since it is the first time for both of us, we must go through trial and error, must we not?"
So saying, Cheonsol buried her face between my thighs. Ball-sucking inevitably meant going under the cock, and because of that my cock covered half her face.
The curves pressing against the base of my cock felt incredible. The little puffs of breath from her nose every time she exhaled were good too.
Above all, the visual assault was overwhelming. A beauty with a cock plastered right against her face. Impossible not to love it.
"Hnnph!"
While I was distracted by the view, Cheonsol sucked my balls again. Like during a blowjob, her tongue licked them—and every time it traced the creases and folds, a thrill shot up my spine.
"Hnnngh…"
"Your reactions are excellent. Do you not enjoy this more than when you first received a blowjob?"
"Ball-sucking is… a man's romance…"
I understood now that I was receiving it firsthand.
"And the reason?"
"First of all, it feels like I'm being eaten."
That's why moans come out when the balls are swallowed. A feeling of falling from predator to prey that I never even felt when I met a strong enemy in battle.
"But I don't hate it. It's exciting, and somehow profound."
"Then this lady shall continue."
Gaining confidence, Cheonsol began sucking my balls in earnest. She adjusted the suction, varying the intensity.
She also jerked off my neglected cock. Simultaneous stimulation of cock and balls brought the urge to cum rising.
"I'm about to cum."
"Hnnph."
I'd meant for her to put it in her mouth, but Cheonsol sped up her handjob. Sucking hard on my balls while tormenting my cock—I couldn't hold back.
Cum shot out and soiled Cheonsol's hair. The next load sprayed vigorously and covered her face.
Receiving ball-sucking for the first time in my life had my sperm factory running at full capacity—the volume was greater than usual.
"Hnn…"
Cheonsol let out a sigh. Cum covered most of her face so she couldn't even open her eyes properly.
"Truly a great deal. This lady finds it difficult to open her eyes."
"It's fine."
I'm fine. Cheonsol trying to wipe the cum from her eyes only to get her hands sticky too was so hot my cock went rock hard again.
Giving up on wiping it off, Cheonsol scooped the cum and brought it to her mouth.
"Churp. Thicker than usual. Is it because you rested for a few days?"
"Cheonsol."
"Why do you call this lady so seriously?"
Still unable to open her eyes properly, Cheonsol lifted her head. I couldn't hold back—I pushed her shoulders and toppled her.
"Heheh. Are you that aroused?"
"Spread your legs."
"A wife must of course obey her husband's words."
Cheonsol spread her legs and reached out her arms. A woman who hadn't even wiped the cum from her face, showing me her pussy—my cock hardened to the point of pain.
Her pussy was already soaked through, needing no foreplay. I pushed my cock straight in.