Morning Fellatio
“Mmm...”
Letting out a soft little moan as she woke, Selena carefully sat up so she wouldn’t disturb Mir, who was still sleeping soundly.
“Master...”
She quietly called to her master as he breathed evenly in his sleep. Turning her gaze, she discovered one particular spot under the blanket jutting up with unusual prominence.
“Ah... down there...”
Just a little lower than Mir’s waist as he lay properly on his back. The moment Selena realized what it was, her face flushed bright crimson.
Big... and hard...
Picturing in her mind the hot, massive shaft that had taken her virginity only two days ago, Selena recalled how last night Mir had started to embrace her, then stopped and simply gone to sleep.
Because of me...
Looking with soft eyes at the master who had held back his lust out of consideration for her, Selena gave a small nod and carefully slipped beneath the blanket.
Having fallen asleep without even knowing when, I was deep in what they call a honeyed sleep when a strange stimulation rose from below and pulled my eyes open.
What is this... something... moist... soft... warm...
Staring at the unfamiliar ceiling and blinking, still half-asleep, I tried to analyze the sensation and suddenly remembered that I had felt this exact same stimulation not long ago.
Right... it was just like when Selena did it with her mouth...?!
The instant I realized what was happening down at my cock, I lifted the blanket that was tented especially high over my groin. There was Selena, both hands wrapped around the shaft, barely managing to take the head and the upper part into her mouth, looking up at me with a faintly flushed face.
“Mmmph...”
The tongue coiling around the head sent a jolt through me, and a moan slipped out before I could stop it.
“Hngh... Se-Selena...?”
Hearing the call that carried every question—why, how, since when, until when—Selena let the cock slip from her lips and spoke.
“I felt bad that I couldn’t do anything for you last night... I, um... overheard the maids talking, and they said men really like it when you do this for them in the morning... Is it no good?”
No good? Hell no. It’s fucking amazing. So this is the legendary morning blowjob I’ve only ever heard about! Thank you, maid ladies!
Staring at the glistening thread of saliva stretched between her plump, wet, shining lips and my spit-slick cock, I trembled with pure gratitude and spoke to Selena, who was watching my face carefully with her head slightly lowered.
“I like it. I like it a lot. I like it so much I want to ask you to do it every single day.”
“If M-Master says that... well... then I’ll have to do it every day. I’m a slave, after all.”
Seeing my reaction, Selena turned her flushed face slightly aside. Even though she clearly hadn’t put on any makeup, her lips shone with a seductive color as she opened them wide and swallowed the head that was already leaking precum.
The lewd pleasure of the head being wrapped again in that moist membrane made my body shudder. I shoved the pillow I’d been using behind my back and propped my upper body up a little.
Yeah. This view is definitely better.
With my eye level raised just a bit, I could see Selena sucking my cock even more clearly. Quite satisfied, I simply enjoyed the pleasure of her tongue licking the head.
Truth be told, I couldn’t help wishing she would take it deeper, the way they always did in the porn I’d mainly watched or the erotic games I’d often played.
But I knew it would be pure greed to expect Selena—who had probably never put anything bigger than a spoon in her mouth in her life—to deep-throat a cock that even I found absurdly large this early on. So I swallowed the disappointment and promised myself for later.
Someday I’ll be able to shove it in until that pretty throat bulges.
Resolving to develop her carefully, step by step, until I could push past her throat, I waited for the urge to cum to build.
Slurp... suck... slurp... mmph...
I savored with my ears the lewd wet friction that filled the small room, and with my eyes the way Selena kept glancing up at me while she sucked.
...
...
...
Not enough...
Watching Selena work so hard to make me feel good was enjoyable. Listening to the sticky sounds that spilled out every time her mouth and tongue moved was enjoyable too... yet for some reason the stimulation still wasn’t enough to bring me to the edge.
Why? What’s wrong? Even the first time she gave me a blowjob it took a while, but it wasn’t this bad...
I carefully compared the blowjob I’d received at the water mill the day I summoned her with the one I was getting now, and realized the difference: more than a hand’s length of shaft was left out in the cold, trembling in loneliness while saliva dripped down it.
Now that I knew the cause of the shortfall, I opened my mouth to fill it—
—and Selena moved her hands, wrapping her breasts around my cock.
“Nngh!”
The soft yet springy flesh enveloped the shaft so snugly that a moan almost burst out of me. I somehow swallowed it and preserved my dignity as master, then reached out and stroked Selena’s hair.
Feeling the hand running through her hair, she looked up at me and smiled with her eyes, then began moving her breasts to stroke the cock.
Squelch... squish...
The shaft, already wet with the spit that had spilled from the corners of her mouth as she held the head, rubbed against her full breasts and produced more lewd friction sounds.
The moment the pillar sank into those generous breasts, the missing piece was filled. I listened to the wet noises that dug into my ears and focused on the pleasure climbing from my cock.
The tongue lifting from beneath the head that filled her mouth,
the underside of her tongue rubbing the urethra that was still leaking precum,
the inner membranes of her mouth squeezing the left and right sides of the cock she held,
the tip of her tongue digging into the hollow between head and shaft,
the sticky, spit-slick pillar being stroked by breasts that clung with a chewy elasticity—
even the occasional awkward movements somehow arrived as pure ecstasy. Selena’s service rapidly dragged my climax closer.
As orgasm neared, the cock that had been buried in her breasts and swallowed by her small mouth began to throb roughly.
Selena, carefully moving her head, tongue, and breasts so her teeth never touched, seemed to realize what the pulsing she felt inside her mouth and between her breasts meant, and sped up.
The faster she moved, the higher the pleasure climbed. The dizzying ecstasy that started in my groin and raced up my spine finally tipped over into climax.
“I-I’m cumming!”
Throb! Spurt!
At the same instant as my cry, thick, sticky semen worthy of S-rank potency poured into Selena’s mouth.
Even while the orgasm continued, she kept her lips tightly pursed and never stopped moving her breasts along the shaft or her tongue across the head.
When the hell did she learn this?
I stared in surprise at Selena performing techniques I had never taught her, and still the ejaculation went on until the cheeks that had been hollowed from sucking swelled to their absolute limit before it finally stopped.
“Hoooo...”
With both cheeks puffed out like balloons, Selena looked anxiously at the cock right in front of her face, then let out a long breath and slowly raised her head.
Sliiiick...
As her head lifted, her lips climbed the shaft little by little, producing lewd wet sounds, and a filthy strand of saliva stretched from her philtrum.
Yet she never loosened the seal of her lips even a fraction.
Those tightly pursed lips rose higher and higher; the moment they passed the head and finally left the very tip of the urethra, her mouth closed without a single gap.
Having pulled off without spilling a drop of semen, Selena looked at me, gave a bright little smile, then tilted her head slightly and began to work her throat.
“Uh, Se-Selena?”
I had already decided that someday I would definitely make her swallow, but I had never imagined she would drink it without even being told. I called her name, yet that slender, long throat kept bobbing without pause.
A little later, long after her cheeks had returned to normal, Selena finally finished swallowing and spoke with a proud expression.
“Hehe. This time I took it all. Without spilling a drop. I did well, right?”
Having learned from the internet that plenty of women hate the taste of cum, I looked at the triumphant Selena and asked carefully,
“You did great, but... um... are you okay?”
Selena tilted her head and asked back,
“Okay about what?”
“The taste, or... well... various things...?”
“The taste is fine at this level? There are so many things that taste worse than this. As for the rest...”
Trailing off, Selena stroked her throat with the same hand that had just been squeezing and shaking her breasts.
“It clings a little in my throat and feels a bit foreign, but... it’s Master’s, so it’s fine. If I keep drinking it, I’ll get used to this too.”
The slight smile on Selena’s face somehow looked like she might be lying, and the me who had been fretting a moment ago about whether she hated it or found it hard vanished somewhere. The lecherous me rose in his place.
The proper finish to a blowjob is sucking out the cum left in the urethra!
“Is that so... Then we still have to finish the cleanup, don’t we?”
“Mm. Okay. Just a second. I’ll wipe you right away.”
Still smiling brightly, completely unaware of my filthy intentions, Selena started toward the towel on the bedside table.
I stopped her and said,
“Wait. Wiping is important, but there’s something we should do first, right?”
“?”
To Selena, who was looking at me with a puzzled expression, not understanding, I added,
“Inside the cock. You have to suck out what’s left in the urethra first, don’t you?”