Chapter 225: Origin God
Her fingers slowly reached out towards the long hard cock and she gently wrapped her fingers around it.
As she wrapped her fingers around my cock, she slowly began stroking it.
Lowering herself, she knelt down until the cock was directly facing her.
She brought it closer to her mouth and gave it a slow lick.
May had trained countless times for this moment.
Having bought countless dildos which she sucked all just to learn how to give a blow job so when it came time for her to give me, she wouldn’t disappoint me.
May hadn’t envisioned a future where I’d rejected her.
In her mind, she’d always had the scene play out, of her confessing my feelings to her and me accepting her emotions.
Since things played out in reality much better than it did in her mind, she grew even more convinced of our future together.
Her movements were agile and fluid like water.
Her tongue seemed to be everywhere around my cock and nowhere at the same time.
One moment her tongue was at the base of my cock, the next moment it was at the tip of my cock.
She took in the head of my cock into her mouth then brought it out and sucked the balls.
She was replicating the entire scenes she had watched in countless porn videos.
And it seemed to be paying off.
She stared at me expectantly and was enjoying how much I was groaning in pleasure.
"Fuck... may."
Her movements were just too good that one might mistake her for a professional even though this was the first time she was giving a blowjob to anyone.
Seeing my facial expression after teasing me for more than five minutes, May understood it was time, she wrapped her slender fingers around my balls and positioned her mouth which was parted into an ’o’ shape at the tip of the mushroom head of my cock.
Then, she lowered her head onto it in one swift motion.
The cock instantly sank to the base of her throat, filling her instantly as her throat constricted around it.
She remained in the same position for a few seconds as her throat constricted around it and fluttered trying to adjust to the massive size.
It felt as though her fleshy throat was wriggling around the surroundings of my cock and trying to accommodate to the size of the cock.
"Damn..." I muttered internally, and I almost felt like releasing, however understanding that it would be too embarrassing for me to cum immediately my cock sank into her mouth, I held it in.
However hard it was, I tried my best.
When May began bobbing her head up and down on my cock, I felt my control gradually slipping.
As my cock slipped out from her throat, it closed gradually, then when my cock forced its way in, and her mouth reached the base of my cock, her throat parted and allowed me in, fluttering and shaping to the size of my cock.
A faint bulge could be seen on her neck the moment the cock entered into it.
May felt her breathing turn uneven and her saliva filled the sides of her mouth but she didn’t stop in the slightest.
Instead, the nastiness of her blowjob made her increase the speed of her blowjob.
Her movements became faster and faster, until I thought she might get a headache from moving her head so fast.
The thought lingered, but one thing was certain, I lost control completely.
"Ugh... may..." I groaned and gripped her head, shoving it hard against the base of my cock until she clawed for breath as I emptied into her mouth.
May felt her throat constrict and tighten around my cock, and she tried to swallow constantly but failed miserably to.
She could feel the hot seed spilling directly into her throat and flowing all the way down into her stomach.
It was as though she had ingested something precious and sacred and she couldn’t help but feel a wave of arousal crash into her.
This was the first time she was swallowing a man’s holy semen.
And it was the man she had always imagined being her first.
She continued trying to swallow the few droplets of cum that lingered and still dripped into her throat.
Before long, I felt I had released enough, and slowly pulled my cock from her throat.
Her throat seemed to constrict around my cock and gradually release it as it slowly slipped out.
May could feel her throat sore, and filled with a little bit of pain, but it was nothing too much for her to handle all because of my sake.
I let out a last release at the tip of her tongue, and May immediately swallowed it before proceeding to stick her tongue out and lick the sides of her mouth that was coated in her saliva.
She used her hand to wipe out the remnants then remained kneeling on the ground, staring into my eyes and waiting for the next order.
"Get on the bed." I commanded, and began stroking my cock, staring down at her thighs that were drenched wet in her love juices while she knelt previously and sucked me off.
It painted a lewd sight on her body and I could hardly control my hunger for her body anymore, I couldn’t even begin to imagine how many times I was going to pour my seed into her tonight.
May heeded the order and hurriedly got off the ground, then walked over to the bed and lay down.
Rolling onto her back, she stared at my cock lustfully, then lowered her fingers towards her pussy.
Using her fingers, she spread apart her pussy lips, giving me a full view of her tight, pink hole.
"I’ve been waiting for your cock since forever..."
The seductive smile on her face, coupled with her seductive actions, brought me over the edge.
I positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy, and pushed it into her pussy without any hesitation.
Avery set her fork down and looked straight at me.
"Lucas," she said, voice pleasant. "After we finish, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone."
Avery’s voice cut through the thin air like a blade.
Sophie froze against my cock, her lips still stretched wide around the shaft, a thin string of mixed spit and cum connecting the corner of her mouth to the glistening head. My hand stayed clamped over her lips. I felt her hot breath stutter against my palm and the frantic swallow she forced down so she would not choke again.
I kept my fingers pressed to her soaked folds. The last of her squirt still pulsed weakly against them, warm and slick. I rolled the condensed ball of her fluids between my fingers until it vanished into a faint shimmer of mana, leaving nothing on the floor that could give us away.
Outside the door the footsteps stopped.
"Did you hear that?" Avery asked again, lower this time.
Jane answered first. "Hear what?"
"A cough. Or something wet. It came from Lucas’s room."
Evelyn’s tone stayed even, the same calm she used when she did not want the girls to panic. "Lucas said he would rest after the trip. Sophie might have gone to ask him something. Leave them."
Avery did not move. I could picture her standing in the hallway, head tilted, that sharp look she always got when something felt off.
Sophie trembled. Her thighs squeezed together around my wrist. Another weak pulse ran through her pussy and she made a tiny muffled sound against my palm. I tightened my grip just enough to remind her to stay quiet.
I leaned down until my mouth was against her ear.
"Stay still," I whispered. "They will leave if you do not make another sound."
Her eyes were glassy. Tears still sat at the corners from the way I had pushed her throat. She gave the smallest nod she could manage with my cock still resting heavy against her tongue.
Jane’s voice came again, closer. "Should we knock?"
"No." Evelyn’s answer was firm. "Sophie is old enough to talk to her father without us hovering. Come. Dinner will not cook itself."
Avery lingered one more second. Then I heard the soft scrape of her shoe turning on the floorboards.
Their voices faded toward the kitchen.
Sophie sagged. I lifted my hand from her mouth. She sucked in a sharp breath and immediately pressed her lips together so the sound would not carry.
I pulled my cock from her mouth with a slow wet slide. A thick rope of saliva and cum stretched between us before it broke and landed on her chin. She did not wipe it. She stayed on her knees, chest rising too fast, staring at the door as if it might open anyway.
I sat back on the edge of the bed and watched her.
Her nipples were tight. Her inner thighs shone. The little slit between them still twitched every few seconds like it had not finished what it started.
"You came without being touched," I said quietly.
Sophie swallowed. Her voice came out hoarse. "I... I don’t understand. You said I needed..."
"I know what I said." I reached down and brushed the wetness from her chin with my thumb, then pushed the same thumb past her lips. She sucked it without thinking. "Your body decided differently. The fear did something to you."
She looked away, face burning. "It felt wrong. They were right there."
"And you still squirted all over my hand."
Sophie flinched. The words landed heavier than I expected. She pressed her thighs together again and a fresh bead of fluid slipped down her skin.
I let the silence sit between us for a moment. Then I stood, tucked myself away just enough that I would not look obvious if someone walked in, and pulled her up by the arms. Her legs wobbled. I sat her on the edge of the bed and crouched in front of her so our faces were level.
"You did well," I said. "Better than Jane the first time. You almost took all of it."
Her eyes flicked to my crotch and then away again. "It was too big. I thought I would choke for real."
"You did choke. And you still came."
Sophie bit her lip. The movement made the leftover shine on her mouth catch the light.
I stood and walked to the door. I locked it this time. The click was soft but Sophie still jumped.
When I turned back she had pulled her knees up a little, as if she could hide how wet she still was. It did not work. The scent of her was thick in the small room.
I sat beside her. My hand settled on her bare thigh, high enough that my fingers rested against the heat coming off her pussy.
"They will call us for dinner soon," I said. "You need to look normal. Can you do that?"
Sophie nodded too quickly. "Yes. I can."
"Good." My fingers slid an inch higher. She sucked in a breath but did not pull away. "Because if Avery looks at you the way she looked at that door, she will know something happened. You will sit across from her and eat. You will answer when they ask where you were. You will tell them you came to ask me about the academy schedule. Nothing else."
"Okay."
I rubbed a slow circle against the inside of her thigh. Another small shiver ran through her.
"And after dinner," I continued, "you will come back here. The door will stay locked. We are not finished."
Sophie’s eyes widened. "Dad..."
"You came from having my cock in your throat while your mother stood a few meters away. That is not something we leave hanging. Your body already decided it likes the risk. I am going to teach it what else it likes."
She stared at me. The flush on her cheeks had spread down her neck. Her breathing had not slowed.
From the kitchen Evelyn called, voice carrying clearly now.
"Sophie. Lucas. Dinner."
Sophie jerked as if the sound itself had touched her. I removed my hand from her thigh and stood.
"Get dressed. Quickly."
She scrambled for her clothes. Her hands shook while she pulled the dress over her head. The fabric clung to the wet patch between her legs for a second before it settled. She tried to smooth it down. It did not hide much if someone looked closely.
I opened the door and stepped into the hallway first. Sophie followed a half step behind, head down, wiping the last of the shine from her mouth with the back of her hand.
The kitchen light was warm. Evelyn stood at the stove. Jane was setting plates. Avery sat at the table already, chin in her palm, watching the doorway.
Her eyes moved from my face to Sophie’s and stayed there a second too long.
"There you are," Evelyn said without turning. "Wash your hands. Sit."
Sophie moved to the sink. I took the chair across from Avery.
Avery did not look away.
"You two were quiet," she said. "We thought maybe you left."
Sophie turned off the tap. Water dripped from her fingers. "I just... needed to ask Dad something. About next week."
Avery’s gaze dropped to Sophie’s dress, then to her neck, then back to her face.
"Your voice sounds rough."
Sophie froze for half a second. "I drank water too fast."
Jane glanced between them, confused. Evelyn set a pot on the table and sat.
"Eat before it gets cold."
I picked up my fork. Under the table my foot found Sophie’s ankle and stayed there, a light pressure she could not ignore.
Sophie sat. She kept her eyes on her plate. A faint tremor ran through the hand holding her spoon.
Avery watched her for another long moment. Then she smiled, small and unreadable, and reached for the bread.
The meal started. Conversation moved around the table in the usual way. Evelyn asked about the trip. Jane talked too much. Avery said little.
Sophie ate almost nothing.
Every time Avery’s eyes passed over her, Sophie’s thighs pressed together under the table.
I kept my foot against her ankle and felt the tiny jumps she could not stop.
Dinner would end soon. The plates would be cleared. The girls would go to their rooms.
And Sophie would have to decide whether she walked back to my door on her own or whether I would have to come get her.
Avery set her fork down and looked straight at me.
"Lucas," she said, voice pleasant. "After we finish, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone."