Chapter 751: A Novice Lover’s Misunderstanding
Chapter 751: A Novice Lover’s Misunderstanding
She rested her chest just below mine, once again deliberately adjusting her necktie so that it slid slightly to the side.
If she just wanted to show me her cleavage, she could have simply taken off the tie. But the fact that she deliberately kept it on, offering subtle glimpses from beyond the fabric, created a peculiar sense of eroticism.
“Fufu.”
Sensing my gaze fixed upon her cleavage, she gave a satisfied smile.
Then, while still pressed completely against my upper body, she bent one leg and placed it on top of me.
After raising her knee until it touched my lower abdomen, she began to gently rub her leg against me, as if wanting me to feel the texture of her stockings with my entire body.
“Ahh… mmm… chu. Fufu. Ahng… lick, lick. Mmm… haaaa… lick.”
She lowered her head and gave my nipple a light peck, then pulled back slightly, her eyes turned up to meet mine.
Then, as if putting on a show, she stuck out only her tongue and began to lick my nipple with its long, slender tip.
I’d thought this before, but wasn’t everything this woman had practiced just a little too perfect?
How in the world did she know what men wanted so well?
Her technique of licking with upturned eyes, making the movement of her tongue clearly visible, was flawless. But the way she licked with a flushed, dazed expression, as if she were savoring something truly delicious, amplified my excitement even further.
Come to think of it, before Sara told me, I’d also believed she was a woman with vast romantic experience.
…Could it be that she’d never actually dated before, and had spent all her time just imagining what she would do if she ever got a boyfriend?
If so, even though she was a half-elf, she was still an elf, so she had to be quite old. If she’d spent all that long time just imagining things, it was certainly possible…
At that thought, I decided to stop thinking.
There was no need to dwell on it. For the sake of her honor, I would stop here.
“Mmm… fuu… lick… lick…”
At first, she had skillfully used just the tip of her tongue to tease my nipple, but as she kept her mouth open, her saliva naturally began to drip onto my chest.
In response, she seemed to switch strategies, starting to circle her tongue to lick up the saliva that had trickled down my skin.
And her assault wasn't limited to my upper body.
While continuing to stimulate my nipple with her tongue, she reached a hand down, grasped my Dick, and began to slowly stroke it up and down.
Was she going to give me a handjob?
That’s what I thought, but I was wrong.
As if checking to see if I had lost any of my hardness, she stroked me three or four times before once again holding the tip of my Dick steady with her index finger and thumb, just as she had before.
Then, she slightly lowered the leg that was resting on my lower abdomen, wedged my Dick between her calf and thigh, and bent her knee completely.
With my Dick held firmly between her legs, she began to slowly move her leg, stimulating me.
The sensation of her soft yet firm thigh and calf, combined with the smooth yet slightly rougher-than-skin texture of her stockings, gave me a unique pleasure I had never experienced before.
“Khk?!”
At such an incredibly inventive act, I reflexively twitched and shuddered, my hand clenching tightly around her buttock.
Because of her posture—one leg stretched out straight and the other raised to stimulate me—her already tight skirt was pulled even more taut.
The fabric was stretched so tight I could feel the line of her underwear through it, which made her ass feel even firmer. The sensation of squeezing it was incredible.
I tightened my grip, savoring the feeling to its fullest, and pulled her body even closer to mine.
“Ahng… mm… Fufu. Do you want to put it in already?”
That wasn’t my intention, but she seemed to have interpreted me pulling her hips closer as a signal that I was eager to begin.
She lifted her tongue from my nipple and spoke, then lowered her head once more.
“Lick, lick… mmm… chu. Sluuurp… haaa… ahmm… chu.”
She licked my nipple a few more times, then pressed her lips to it to suck up her own saliva. After taking a deep, regretful breath, she gave it one last light kiss and raised her head.
“Hahng… fufu. But… not yet. Mmm… from where I’m sitting… it looks like you’re not quite ready yet, you know?”
She spoke with a dazed expression, glancing down at my Dick.
My Dick had been ready a long time ago; in fact, it was on the verge of exploding with just a little more stimulation.
But I was sure she knew that.
“In. Stead. It would be a pity to leave you like this, so I’ll give you a little more service.”
More service than this?!
As I stared at her with shining eyes, she let out a soft chuckle and slowly rose to her feet.
She spread her legs, placing her feet on either side of my waist, and stood up straight before slowly sliding both hands inside her skirt.
The skirt hitched up slightly as she put her hands inside, but from my perspective, the angle was just so that her underwear remained tantalizingly out of sight.
As if she had calculated even this, she stood in that precise spot, hooked her thumbs into her underwear, and slowly began to pull it down past her skirt.
“Mmm… fufu.”
Though I couldn’t see it, as her hands moved past her hips, I heard a faint wet sound, as if her underwear was peeling away from her damp sex.
She must have noticed it too, because she blushed for a moment with a shy expression, but she quickly recovered her composed, experienced-looking smile and continued to lower her hands.
And as the underwear emerged from beneath her skirt, I could see a transparent thread of fluid connecting the center of the fabric to the inside of her skirt before it snapped.
“Fufu. Staring so intently… Are you that excited?”
Pretending not to notice, she pulled the underwear down to her calves. Then, she slowly lifted one foot and placed it on my stiffly erect member.
Of course, having learned her lesson from before, she didn’t put her weight on it, just rested the tips of her toes lightly.
Thanks to that, her skirt parted daringly, and I seized the opportunity, focusing my eyes with all my might to see the vulva hidden within.
Unfortunately, from my position, her vulva was obscured by her own leg, and I could only catch a slight glimpse of the pubic hair above it.
Meanwhile, she had slid the underwear caught on her foot down onto my Dick. After rubbing the tip of my shaft lightly with the sole of her foot, she lowered her leg.
She then placed her other foot on my Dick and removed the underwear from that leg in the same way.
Of course, as her legs moved back and forth, the inside of her skirt flashed into view, but each time it was hidden at the last, most crucial angle, never revealing her vulva completely.
At this point, I found myself becoming needlessly curious about what was under her skirt.
But she mercilessly pulled down the hitched-up skirt with her hands and knelt between my legs.
“Haaa… fufu… How is it? We can’t have intercourse yet… but with this… ungh… you can feel my warmth, can’t you?”
She leaned forward, bringing her face close to my Dick. With a slightly dazed expression, she sighed, then hooked her fingers through her underwear, which was now draped over my shaft, and spread it open slightly.
It was black, adorned with lots of lace—exactly the kind of underwear a sexy, experienced woman would wear.
After showing it off as if to flaunt it, she wrapped her underwear around my Dick and began to give me a handjob.
“Yes. And the warm liquid…”
“Eek! Feeling just the warmth is enough!”
But her composed expression wavered slightly at my next words.
Apparently, she didn’t like the attention being drawn to the fact that she was already wet.
Did she think that an experienced woman shouldn’t get wet so quickly?
I, on the other hand, found it even sexier when a woman got wet quickly; it felt like she was getting excited because of me.
But if I said that now, I would only be interrupting the heartfelt performance she was putting on, so I decided to just quietly entrust my body to her.
“Really… like this, like this… mm… haaht… fufu. How is it? Does it feel good? Are you… about to cum?”
As if to distract me, she tightened her grip and began to vigorously stroke my underwear-wrapped member up and down, even adding a spin of her wrist.
And just as she said, my Dick, which had been tormented for a while now, was beginning to signal its imminent explosion.
I felt no need to hold back, so I ejaculated right into her underwear.
“Ngh! Aht!”
As my Dick twitched and ejaculated, she stared with a shocked expression, watching as her underwear in her hand was stained with my white fluid.
Well, no matter how much she practiced, she would have used something like a stick, and she obviously couldn't have replicated an ejaculation, so I guess her reaction was unavoidable.
“Hah… fufu… Haaht… haaht… Mm. I was only trying to get you ready, but you ended up cumming. Did my panties feel that good?”
Only after I had finished did she seem to snap out of it, startled. She gave an awkward laugh before returning to her experienced-woman persona, slowly moving her hand up and down again.
“Yes. Incredibly.”
“Fufu. But now… all that effort to get you ready has gone to waste.”
She smiled in satisfaction at my answer, then looked down at my Dick.
Even after ejaculating, my Dick hadn't lost any of its hardness and was standing ramrod straight, but it seemed she wanted to stick with the script that I needed more preparation.
Don’t tell me she has even more prepared?
As if in answer to my question, she slowly rose.
After meticulously wiping the semen from my Dick with her underwear, she held the panties in her hand and slowly spread her legs.
With her legs wide apart, her skirt parted, creating an angle that should have perfectly revealed her vulva, but once again, I couldn't see it.
It was hidden by none other than my own member.
Before I had a chance to move it aside, she placed her feet on the outside of my thighs, pushed her hips forward, and pressed her vulva flush against the shaft of my penis.
Then, keeping it pressed against me, she slowly moved forward and mounted my lower abdomen.
To be precise, she was on top of my Dick, which was pressed against my lower abdomen.
“Mmm… haah… haht! Aht… ngh-fufu.”
She seemed about to bring the semen-soaked underwear in her hand to her face, but then, as if realizing something, she gave an awkward smile and hastily threw the panties into a corner of the bed.
I wouldn’t have minded, personally.
At this point, I had figured out what she was about to do, but I decided to let it go this time as well.
It was our first official time together; she probably didn’t want to reveal her unique tastes right from the start.
Though, by my standards, I thought her tastes were quite normal.
“Mmm… mm… lick. Fufu. Chu.”
In any case, after throwing the underwear aside, she stared at the semen on her hand for a moment, then shot me a provocative look and began to lick it off with her tongue.
Apparently, she thought this much was fitting for her pussyy, experienced-woman concept.
And well, the sight of her sticking out her tongue to lick the semen from her fingers was, in fact, incredibly lewd, and it’s true that I was getting unbelievably excited.
“Mmm… fufu. Because you can’t, until you’re ready again.”
Sitting astride me with her vulva pressed against my Dick, she must have felt it pulsing with excitement. She spoke, then began to slowly move her hips back and forth.
The feeling of my Dick sandwiched between her soft flesh, rubbing in complete contact, was incredibly pleasant.
Moreover, her vulva was already sufficiently wet, and her juices acted as a lubricant, allowing her to move smoothly on top of me.
Making lewd, wet sounds with every squelch.