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Chapter 36

Mystical Semen

SJ

I was so painfully aroused I was hanging on a razor wire of losing control and ejaculating all over my own stomach, without her so much as laying a single finger on my cock.

The flush on her cheeks had spread down her chest and across those amazing breasts. I could happily have spent the entire night and half of tomorrow just licking and sucking and nipping at those rosy nipples. I was quite sure I could make her climax from fondling her breasts alone. There was no doubt in my mind that I could make myself climax just from touching them.

But I could not get the mental image of her ‘mounting my horns’ out of my head. I needed that. And judging by how slippery and swollen her little pussy was, she needed it, too.

“Grip my horns, Mouse. And sit yourself up here on my mouth,” I commanded, lifting her towards my face. “No hovering. I want you grinding that soaked little pussy on my tongue until you can’t take another orgasm.”

She licked her bottom lip, shuffling the most delicious part of her closer to my watering mouth. “How … how many orgasms do you think I can take, like that?”

I grinned wickedly, my cock jerking at the thought of wringing climax after climax from her delectable body. “Let’s find out.”

Before she could think about that further, I gripped her waist and planted her soaked centre against my lips. My eyes rolled back in my head as her arousal trickled onto my tongue, and I groaned.

“Oh … oh, Holy Hell!” she panted, squirming, but I offered her no reprieve, sucking her clit into my mouth, grazing it with my teeth. And then she gave in to her pleasure, her hands closing around my horns, stroking them from base to tip, as she rocked herself against my lips and teeth and tongue.

I was gone for this little human female.

I gripped her hips, fucking her deep with my tongue, growling against her flesh, my cock jerking wildly. I was going to come. I was going to explode all over my own stomach, and it was going to be the best orgasm I’d ever had.

“SJ!” she cried, undulating wildly. “So, so good … yes, don’t stop, I’m—” And then with an incoherent cry, her pussy pulsed violently, her hips snapping, her orgasm dripping over my chin. And I followed, roaring as hot pleasure exploded through my being, my cock spasming, jets of spend branding my stomach. And still I licked at her twitching pussy, refusing to relinquish the pleasure of her on my face.

“SJ, that was … I really don’t … oh!” she gasped, “is that your tail?”

I laughed against her heat, spreading her arse cheeks, lapping as a fresh wave of arousal hit my tongue. My tail tickled at her rear entrance, teasing her there, and she shuddered, her little fingers gripping my horns so tight I was ready to blow again immediately.

“I … I dreamed about you using your tail on me … just like this!” she mewled, arching her back to give me better access to that tight little hole. I used the flat tip of my tail to gather wetness from her soaked pussy, spreading it around her rear entrance. I stroked her there, circling the entrance while I licked hungrily at her still-fluttering pussy. And with a press of the very tip just inside that tightness, she was panting and begging and crying out as she came on my face a second time. I gazed up as I swallowed her orgasm, marvelling at the perfection of her.

With a groan, I slid my fingers between her legs, slipping one into her pussy from behind. She was soaked, but even with all that arousal, her pussy was so tight. I added a second finger, filling her, parting them to stretch her. She leaned back, her hands finding my drenched abs.

“Please, SJ, I want you inside … oh … did you …” She swivelled, her fingers swiping through the cooling seed on my stomach.

I lifted her off my face just enough to speak. “I did, Mouse. Your pussy dripping all over my face, and your soft little hands fondling my horns … there was no way I could stop myself.”

“But you’re still hard …”

I leered up at her, knowing my lips and chin would be sheened with her orgasm. “And you said I didn’t have any dick tricks.” As if on cue, my cock jerked. “But I’m still hungry for this delectable pussy. Play with your tits for me, Mouse.” I thrust my fingers deeper inside her, curling them.

“Oh … ooooh,” she gasped, rolling her hips to get my fingers deeper still. I flicked at her clit with the very tip of my tongue, light, fluttering movements until she was making tiny panting sounds, and her knees spread even wider, cupping her tits, flicking her thumbs over those pebbled nipples. “I don’t believe it … but I’m … I’m close again, SJ.”

I could believe it. Because she deserved to be worshipped, to be pleasured properly. And badness knew I was desperate to give her every ounce of pleasure I could. If this was the only night I would get to have her, then I was going to make enough memories of her coming undone for me to last me the rest of my lifetime.

I pumped my fingers faster, sucking her swollen clit between my teeth. She screamed, her pussy squeezing my fingers so violently I growled into her flesh, lapping at her orgasm as the violent spasms slowly subsided.

When she went boneless, I lifted her gently from me, laying her on my bed.

“I’ve never seen anything more perfect than you right now,” I murmured, grabbing a discarded item of clothing and wiping my spend from my stomach, from her fingers. The sight of her, well pleasured and with that satisfied grin on her face, her legs splayed, giving me the perfect view of her glistening pussy, filled me with pride.

She giggled, her fingers tangling in my sheets. “Black satin, Satan Junior? A bit cliché, don’t you think?

I climbed onto the bed, looming over her, my cock bobbing close enough that the damp head trailed against her slickness. She gasped, her hips lifting. For a perfect second, my crown pressed against her entrance. I clenched my jaw, leaning back, gripping the base and sliding the tip up and down her slit, coating myself in her wetness.

“When I’m fucking you into next week, Mouse, you’ll be grateful for the softness beneath that pretty backside of yours.”

“Please,” she begged, her knees falling wider. “I am so ready to experience your trick dick, SJ.” She grinned coyly up at me, and while I barely held myself together, she reached for her breasts, fondling them teasingly, nibbling on her bottom lip.

I managed a smirk. “I don’t think you’re quite aware of what you’re in for.” I nudged my legs closer to hers, notching the head, now slick with her arousal, to her entrance. I watched her face as I pressed forwards. Watched her mouth fall open as the head breached her, and I inched further into her wet heat.

Home’s bones! I was ready to explode at the way her pussy wrapped me so tightly. And perhaps that wouldn’t be such a bad thing, considering my other dick trick she was yet to experience.

“Gosh, you really are … oh … monstrous, down there, SJ!” she murmured, her brows creasing, shifting her hips as if to make more room for me in the tightest little pussy I’d ever felt. My eyes nearly rolled back in my head as she clamped around me. “I don’t … Maybe I was too optimistic, I …”

I was going to come, barely halfway into her. I could already feel it in the tightening of my bollocks, in the heat pooling at the base of my spine, at the way my cock thickened even further.

“You can take it, Mouse, and it’s going to feel so good, I promise,” I groaned, and with one stroke of the length of me still not buried in her, my orgasm crested, pumping wave after wave of cum into her tightness, my gaze fixed on her face. Waiting for the moment she felt it, too.

Her eyes widened as she felt the first spurts of it inside her, and then her mouth fell open, her arms going limp over her head, and she was undulating through her own orgasm. Her pussy throbbed, drawing me inside, and I rode my own pleasure, and hers, inching deeper and deeper with each pulse of her climax.

“SJ! I … how?” she panted, her fingers clawing at the sheets, gasping in desperate pleasure as I finally bottomed out inside her. We groaned together at the sensation, and I stilled, letting her get accustomed to the stretch.

“Your fictitious monsters have mystical saliva … I have mystical semen, Mouse,” I murmured, reaching up to stroke a sweaty strand of pink hair from her face, my thumb caressing her cheekbone as I moved inside her. “When I come, you come. Every time.” I swivelled my hips, stirring myself inside her. “And I can go all night.”

“You really are going to ruin me for all other men,” she mumbled. Her heels dug into my backside, dragging me back into her. “Now, make us both come again, SJ.”

“As you wish,” I rumbled, gripping her arse and pulsing into her. She gasped, tilting her hips to meet me, her hands gripping the back of my neck, fingers twining in my hair.

“This is perfect, SJ,” she breathed, her little nails digging into my skin. Marking me. “You’re perfect.”

My chest felt like it was ready to explode, and I pulled her closer, finding her mouth, pouring all the feelings I had for her—the ones that I couldn’t verbalise—into this hot, messy kiss. Our bodies rocked and thrust in perfect synchronicity until, together, we found the edge and fell over it. She broke away from my mouth to cry out, and I was emptying myself into her. And then she was climbing again from my spend inside her, and her quivering, slick grip on me had me speeding towards the edge once more.

Again and again, we found our releases in each other until she was sweaty and breathless from back-to-back orgasms, and it felt like there was no longer her body and mine. It was all simply ours.

When I finally pulled out of her, she made a whimpering protest, trying to use her heels to keep me inside her.

“I’m not ready for this to end!” she pouted.

I smiled softly down at her. “If I keep you coming all night long, you’ll be incapable of movement for a week.”

“I … I don’t want to go home. I want to stay here tonight.” Her blue eyes were earnest but so sleepy. “With you.”

“I have a better idea.”

I scooped her up into my arms, lifting her off the bed. The tiny portal I’d conjured into her bedroom was within arm’s reach. I stretched out, digging a finger into it to expand it, and I carried my precious cargo through.