V2 Chapter 86
Marelys and Cian break off their embrace, and they paused for a moment to look into each other's eyes.
Getting caught up in the hedonistic moment, Marelys smiled sweetly then suddenly got down on her knees in front of him. She paused for a few seconds to marvel at his cock, which she had to admit was a magnificent specimen. Much bigger than her husband. She ran her tongue over her lips slowly.
It was almost six and one-quarter inches long while flaccid. It was smooth looking and almost seemed like it was made of some kind of light wood. It hung from a tangle of ashy dyed curly hair. The top third or so was flanked by what she could see of his balls, which were big hairy sacks that pushed the base of his cock out from his body an inch or two.
The result was, oddly enough, quite similar to what a War Elephant looks like, in a nearsighted sort of way, with the balls being the ears, the penis the trunk and the hair the head.
As a seasoned woman and a succubus, Marelys knew, in theory, that this penis could get hard, and that when it did get hard, it would lengthen by a third. Any women would surely feel weak in their knees at the thought of what that would look like... and what it would be good for.
Drooling on the meat stick in front of him, Marelys scooted just a bit closer so she could take it in her mouth. She then slowly held it, stroked it and talked to it, as if confessing her love to it. She kissed it and sucked the tip into her mouth. Spreading her saliva on its shiny head all while tasting the precum that had formed on the slit. She lingered, letting her tongue slowly trace the shape while she lightly sucked.
"Oh," Cian groaned. "Oh..."
She pulled out for a moment and stared at Cian, their gazes met—both eyes full of lust. She licked her lips wither tongue before gently gripping the shaft once again and ran her tongue over the large purple head. With that as a starting gear, Marelys licked up and down his shaft several times, coating his cock with her saliva.
Cian groaned as Marelys sucked, savoring his huge girth filling her mouth. He then felt the stiffening of his erection, seemingly turning into hardwood. She swirled her tongue around his dick, savoring his salty precum leaking out. Watching Cian groaning, Marelys loved how Cian bit his lips in satisfaction every time she suckled, his lips singing out delight.
“Oh, my dearest Mare,” He groaned. She stared up at him, sucking harder, letting him think what he wanted. “Oh, what a delightful creature you are.”
He closed his eyes and let his body take over. He could feel Marelys warm mouth slide down his length as he tilted his hips. Marelys moaned a response, her hands grabbing his shaft. Her slender white fingers wrapped about his ivory laded dick, fisting it as she bobbed her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she loved every inch of his cock she could.
His hand clenched and opened, his fingers ran through her hair, massaging her scalp with his fingers so delicate, they looked like that of a girl. Cian groaned again, his youthful-seeming face twisting with pleasure. His hips undulated, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth. She gagged only slightly when he reached the back of her throat, but she didn't back away. Instead, she lingered and sucked. His fingers tightened in her hair as she sank her mouth down his dick to the best she could.
Marelys pulled her head for a breath before once again pushing his cock deep in her mouth, brushing the back of her throat once again. This time, she didn't stop. She kept going, fighting her gag reflex as she swallowed his cock, his shaft stretching out her throat.
She then looked up and Cian’s eyes were closed and low groans were escaping his mouth. Smiling, Marelys took the head into her mouth and started sucking on it, moving it slowly in and out, teasing him. He continued to groan and writhe as she took more of him into her mouth until she had most of him in her throat. She looked up again and his eyes rolled back as she started to move her head faster.
Marelys was able to relax her throat which allowed her to take him all the way down to the root. After several minutes, he was grunting loudly and began to thrust himself in and out of her mouth without care. At that point, Marelys remained motionless which allowed him to control the pace. She kept her lips sealed tight around his cock while his hips continued to thrust back and forth rapidly. She could taste his pre-cum in her mouth, which got her even more aroused.
After a few minutes, Marelys suddenly felt his body started to tense and his breathing change. For a moment she thought he was going to cum in her mouth until he took a step back which caused his cock to slip from between her lips. Marelys watched as he took a few deep breaths and regained control of himself which postponed his impending orgasm.
“I want to reserve my cum to a beauty that had longed for it for quite a long time,” Cian grinned mischievously.
Marelys immediately understand what he meant. She looked up, their eyes momentarily meeting and they exchanged a brief smile. Wordlessly, he helped her up off her knees and then playfully pushed her back onto the broken marble platform. In an instant, he was on top of her and kissing her passionately.
Marelys felt his hard cock press against the inside of her thigh. Marelys bit her lips in a tempting way and opened her legs wide giving him better access and watched as he lowered his eyes, looking hungrily at her pussy. She loves his way of looking at her. As if he owned her. As if he desires her. Not just a trophy to be boasted, or a flower vase to be appraised but the love, the lust, the desire, all welling up in those eyes was unparalleled for her.
She likes being desired…being loved.
“My God, you’re so wet Mare,” Cian said, as his eyes traveled over his body.
Marels felt her wetness seeping out of her vagina and running down the inside of her thighs. Giving oral sex always got her hot and tonight was no exception. Teasing her, he ignored her glistening pussy and kissed and licked her inner thigh, then she felt his mouth travel to the other side where he licked and gently bit the inside of her other inner thigh inching closer her pussy.
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God! I love this one!
Marelys moaned loudly. This was the one that had made her love the Second Prince and desired him. He just knows how to love a woman. And only Demon Gods knows she had never been treated this way before, being worshipped before.
She had been with several men aside from her husband, after all, she was a Succubus and sleeping with a man was second nature to them. However, among them, no one had completely satisfied her. It’s the opposite; she was the one satisfying them as if women are completely inferior to men.
They just do what they want, hump her like a wild beast that doesn’t know about making love at all. Before she thought it was normal, that there’s no other variation of sex but the moment she met the Second Prince and made love to her, she knows she was greatly mistaken.
There was art in making love!
An Art that could satisfy both her and him at the same time.
One that spells breaking off boundaries during sex.
There was no distinction of status, gender or age—the only pursuit is pleasure and love!
This is the greatest love!
And only the Second Prince could give it to her. Before she knew it, she fell in love…drowned and couldn’t come to shore anymore. Because of this, her love turned into an obsession that she stopped wanting just any men anymore, and become devoted and loyal to the Second Prince alone. Could someone else give her happiness as much as him?
No--no one can!
She loves him...at the same time, she loves the happiness he could give her, that no one can.
Thinking about this, her face began to turn red. Although she was just a mistress, the feeling of "giving up above cloud nine" every time Cian gave it to her made her hooked to him like drugs. It made her sometimes wonder if she wasn't a mistress—
Marelys Avidhorn forcefully shook her hair and snapped back from her unrealistic thoughts.
She stared at the youth who make her so special and loved once again.
It's impossible…deep in her heart she thought as she looks at him.
Intoxicated in an unrealistic dream would only hurt herself. She knew the only reason he accepted her wasn't because of love but because her powers and influence are needed for his ambition to take root and flourish.
She couldn't pass the boundary and turn this emotion from intimacy to a hindrance. If she really wanted him to give her a righteous name, it would cause trouble for him, and of course, he wouldn't give in. And that would mean she would no longer be a mistress.
But she didn’t regret it!
Even with her current status, as long as she can have at least a piece of his heart, a part of his love…that’s more important than empty titles!
...despite not as precious as the love he gave to Sibylla, whom she couldn't help but feel envious for, but she could still feel that she has a place inside the Second Prince's heart. It is perhaps love, or probably just lust... even still, she was satisfied.
"UUUuuuhhh!!"
Oh, he was so cruel to make her wait!
Marelys sex throbbed with desire. His hands were tantalizingly close, working his way up her legs, fingers teasing her outer labia, inches away from her clit that so urgently needed his attention. By this time, Marelys was moaning and bucking her hips. She could no longer stand any more of his teasing and she grabbed his face and moved him so that his mouth was in line with her vagina.
One finger brushed against her clit, a touch so light that it only added to the unbearable frustration.
Cian grinned sadistically as he leaned forward and kissed her abdomen, lips tickling the skin below her navel and above her mound. How much longer would he continue this torture? She needed him so badly.
A sob wracked through her body.
“Please,” she said again.
Her need was so great that she didn’t care about the desperation that had crept into her voice.
Apparently, that was all the prodding he needed. Just when she thought she was going to lose her mind, Cian immediately started sucking on her clit and running his tongue up and down her wet slit. Gasping, she looked down as he extended his tongue and pushed it deep inside of her, lapping up her juices.
He started flicking her clit, stimulating that sensitive point of need to such a degree that she almost lost control of her own voice. But she endured it with great difficulty while biting her lips.
Cian saw that and frowned. Blood seemed to have seeped at the corner of her lips. Cian halted and turned around him, then he saw the wet stringed panties Marelys had just taken off, his lips curled into a faint grin. He grabbed it and under Marelys shock expression, Cian gazed at her and pushed it inside her mouth—
“To help you keep your voice down,” Cian smiled sadistically.
Marelys was shocked but after smelling her own scent from the wet panties, she leaned her head back and issued a loud groan.
That seemed to be all the encouragement Cian needed. He returned to Marelys sex and resumed his crucial and precious work, intensifying his caress now that she could keep silent. He was like a Grandmaster sculpting carefully his own masterpiece.
With his fingers, he parted her labia and closed his lips around her clit, sucking at the little nub as she cried out and pulled against the velvet cords. Oh god, it felt so good! It was too much! It wasn’t enough. It was so much more than she had ever imagined, masturbating alone and dreaming of this passionate prince who knew her desires and loved her soul, and gave her body more pleasure than she ever thought possible.
From the distant, colorful lights and music reverberated throughout the night.
Laughter and cheers echoed but, in spite of everything else that was going around them, it was only the thin glistening lips which nestled high up between the sculptured thighs that attracted Cian’s attention!
They seemed to beckon to him and he found himself powerless to resist.
Marelys felt Cian put his hands on her ass cheeks, which he massaged roughly while keeping his tongue buried in her wet sex.
The intense pleasure he was giving her with his mouth made her feel like she was slipping in and out of consciousness and she could hear the slurping sounds emanating from between her legs. Her hips were bucking wildly as she ground her pussy roughly into his face. Marelys Avidhorn shook and shuddered and experienced her first, of what would end up being many, orgasms of the evening.
Cian let her recover by licking the wetness from the inside of her thighs and thankfully his mouth stayed away from her sensitive clit for a minute or so. Once he saw that she had recovered and her faculties had returned, he once again began to lick up and down her slit again. He leaned forward, placed his face between the opened thighs, and repeatedly ran his tongue the length of the defenseless slit, lapping up the heavenly nectar as he did so.
"Ooohh!" moaned Marelys Avidhorn at the devastating sensations coming from her pussy.
"Too good, honey. Feels...so good. Not...right," she protested in her staggering mind as she automatically raised her hips to increase the powerful contact.
This time he inserted his tongue deep into the tight passage, savoring the hot velvet wetness while using his hands to tease the up-thrust breasts. Then, his fingers replaced his tongue after getting tired.
This time, he put two fingers inside of her and curled them upwards, while working his tongue over her clit hard and fast. Every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire.
Cian fluttered his tongue over the raised clitoris and the dazed Marelys opened her eyes wide in disbelief as her body spasmed and a gusher of sweet fluid came from her pulsating vagina!