Chapter 726: Saint To Devil
Maria didn’t hesitate with shy little licks or teasing kisses.
She went straight for it.
The moment Cassius’s thick cock sprang free, she leaned in, parted her soft lips, and took the swollen head into her mouth without a second thought.
"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"
Her body simply craved it—raw, primal, unfiltered.
No romance, no gentle buildup. She wanted the taste of him flooding her senses right away, the way someone starving would devour the first bite of warm bread.
But the instant she did, reality hit her hard.
He was far thicker than she had imagined!
Her jaw stretched painfully wide, the corners of her mouth aching as she struggled to accommodate even just the tip.
"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"
A sharp sting flared through her teeth, and for one terrifying heartbeat she feared she might accidentally bite down.
She forced her mouth open wider, fighting the reflex, and began moving—clumsy, unsteady bobs of her head while her tongue swirled awkwardly around the sensitive ridge.
But even through the discomfort—euphoria crashed over her like a wave.
The earthy, musky flavor of his cock filled her mouth, so intensely male it made her shiver from head to toe.
Heat bloomed between her thighs instantly, slick warmth dripping from her core as if her body had been waiting her entire life for exactly this.
The hidden woman inside her—the one buried beneath layers of saintly restraint woke up in a rush.
"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"
Maria closed her eyes and surrendered to the rhythm, bobbing slowly, tongue gliding over the slit and around the head in uncertain but eager strokes, exploring him like a secret she had only just discovered.
Cassius himself was stunned.
At first the sudden wet heat around his cock sent a violent shiver racing up his spine. But as Maria continued, the clumsiness became obvious.
Her tongue moved without any real technique, she barely took him deeper than the tip, and her movements lacked any practiced grace.
Yet none of that mattered to him.
This was Maria. The Saintess of Compassion. The woman the entire continent revered as pure and untouchable.
And right now she was on her knees with his cock in her mouth, eyes glistening with unshed tears, desperately trying to please him.
The sight was so adorably earnest it made something wicked stir in his chest.
He wanted to tease her. Just a little.
Gently, he threaded his fingers through her silky hair, rubbing soothing circles against her scalp.
The tender touch sent a rush of warmth through Maria’s body, making her feel strangely small and cared for despite her age and experience.
Cassius looked down at her with a soft, encouraging smile.
"Do you want me to help you, Maria?" He asked, voice low and kind. "Do you want me to teach you how to suck my cock properly?"
Her cheeks flushed a deep, burning crimson at the vulgar words, but she lifted her teary eyes to meet his and gave a tiny, shy nod—his thick shaft still nestled between her lips.
Cassius chuckled warmly. "Then first, let go for a moment. You can’t learn everything with my cock already stuffed in your mouth."
Maria pulled back slowly. Her lips glistened with saliva, shiny and swollen, giving her an unintentionally seductive look as she stared at his towering erection like it was some mythical beast.
Breathless, she whispered, "Then...what should I do first, Cassius? Tell me."
He brushed a thumb across her cheek. "See this swollen tip? The one you were sucking so eagerly?"
She nodded, eyes wide. "Start by kissing it. Treat it like your lover. Kiss it all over, make passionate love to it with those pretty lips of yours."
Maria’s breath hitched at the shameless request, but the sincere heat in his gaze left no room for refusal.
She wrapped her fingers around the heavy base, leaned forward, and pressed a soft, reverent kiss right onto the flushed head.
Kiss!
Then another.
Kiss!
And another.
Kiss!
Her plush lips traveled across every inch of the sensitive tip, showering it with tender affection while the occasional flick of her tongue added sparks of wet heat.
Cassius groaned deeply. "That’s it...Just like that. Push those soft lips against me. Treat it gently, Maria. Shower it with love."
Emboldened, she continued—kissing, licking, lavishing the entire head with devoted attention.
"Now the shaft." He murmured, voice husky. "Lick every inch. Taste all of me."
She let her small, cute tongue slip out and dragged it slowly along the thick underside, then across the top, tracing every throbbing vein.
"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"
One hand held him steady while the other helped angle him so she could kiss and lick at the same time.
Her body, once rigid with nervousness, gradually softened. The movements became more fluid, more passionate, as natural instinct took over.
Cassius let out a pleased chuckle. "Good girl. Now lower. Give my balls some love too."
Maria lifted the heavy cock and stared at the large, swollen sack beneath. They looked so full and virile she couldn’t help gulping. Still, she leaned in.
"Wait." Cassius said with a teasing smirk. "First, you need to thank them properly."
She blinked up at him, confused. "Thank them...?"
"Exactly." His tone turned playfully arrogant. "These balls are the reason life continues. Without the seed inside, there’d be no children, no future generations."
"So whenever you see a man’s balls, you should always say ’thank you for your service’ before anything else. Show some appreciation."
Maria knew he was teasing her mercilessly.
Women carried the real burden of bearing life, after all. Yet instead of arguing, a mischievous sparkle lit her eyes.
She cradled the heavy orbs in her palms, feeling them shift warmly against her skin, and said in a sweet, slightly amused voice,
"Thank you, Mr. Balls...Thank you so much for everything you’ve done and everything you’ll do in the future."
Then, with a loving smile, she added, "As a token of my appreciation...let me service you with my lips and tongue."
She pressed soft kisses all over them, feeling the strange, intimate way they moved against her mouth.
Cassius gently pushed her closer. "Now suck them. Take one into your mouth."
Maria didn’t hesitate. She licked one smooth ball thoroughly, then opened wide and drew it inside, sucking gently while her tongue swirled around it.
"Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Mmmph!♡~"
The deep, guttural groan that tore from Cassius’s throat sent a thrill through her.
Cassius moaned loudly. "Yes, yes, just like that. You’re so good at sucking my balls! Wow, that feels so fucking good..."
His cock twitched and grew even harder. "The next one too. Don’t forget the other one—give it the same amount of love."
Maria switched without pause, sucking the second ball into her warm mouth while gently massaging the first with her hand.
She moved between them on her own now, clearly enjoying the way Cassius whimpered and moaned from the sensation.
The act was incredibly degrading—the naughtiest, most sinful thing she had ever done. A saint on her knees, sucking another man’s balls.
Yet she loved every second of it. The power of making the usually confident Cassius whimper and lose control only fueled her enthusiasm.
She couldn’t hold back any longer. Pulling off with a wet pop, she immediately took his cock back into her mouth—this time with newfound confidence.
"Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~"
The earlier awkwardness was gone, replaced by love, lust, and pure desire. Looking up at him with those seductive yet still somehow innocent eyes, she took him deeper and deeper, her tongue moving in smooth, mesmerizing strokes.
Cassius groaned and gripped her head, unable to stay passive. He began fucking her mouth with steady, deep thrusts.
"Fuck, it feels so good...The woman everyone looks up to, sucking my cock and worshipping my balls."
"Who else will ever get to experience something like this?"
Maria blushed furiously at his words, but they only excited her more. She took him even deeper, feeling the head nudge against the back of her throat.
"Slurp!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Nnn! ♡~"
She didn’t pull away—she wanted more. Her head bobbed faster, the wet, sloppy sounds growing louder as she gave herself completely to the act.
Suddenly Cassius’s breathing grew ragged.
"I’m coming, Maria...I’m coming!"
He looked down at her with dark, hungry eyes. "I want to cum on that innocent little face of yours. I want to ruin the saint that everyone loves!"
Instead of finishing inside her mouth, he pulled out, grabbed his throbbing cock, and stroked it furiously.
Maria let out a shocked little gasp as the first thick rope of cum erupted across her face—
"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"
—splattering her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, and her lips. Cassius kept stroking, painting her beautiful features with heavy, white streaks.
"Open your mouth, Maria. Open it wide."
She obeyed instantly, sticking her tongue out like an offering. He aimed carefully and shot several more powerful spurts directly onto her tongue and into her mouth.
"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"
By the time he finished, the Saintess of Compassion was utterly degraded, her face and lips coated in thick layers of his semen.
What surprised him most was how she closed her mouth afterward and began tasting it, a look of genuine excitement and pleasure shining in her eyes. She clearly loved the taste.
His cock, which had barely begun to soften, surged back to full hardness at the sight.
Maria noticed immediately and jumped slightly in surprise.
"C-Cassius, why is it growing even bigger right now? I thought a penis was supposed to go down after something like this...or at least that’s what the sisters who always talked about dirty things said."
"So why is it growing even bigger?"
She stared at the renewed erection in genuine horror and fascination.
Cassius chuckled warmly as he reached for a clean handkerchief and began gently wiping her face.
"It’s impossible to hold myself back when a woman the entire continent looks up to has my semen all over her face, especially when she looks like she loves and savors the taste of it."
Maria’s ears turned bright red with embarrassment, but she didn’t deny it.
"I thought it would be bad at first...but surprisingly, it has a rather nice taste. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s rather satisfying."
Cassius shook his head with an amused grin.
"You’re more of a devil right now, trying to seduce me, than a saint."
Maria gave him a cheeky, playful smile. "I’ve lived my whole life with that pure image...but just for you, I wouldn’t mind turning to the path of evil."
The words snapped something inside Cassius. He couldn’t hold back anymore.
He grabbed her head with both hands, pulled her up, and crashed his lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue pushed inside, claiming her mouth with urgent hunger.
"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"
Maria was overwhelmed at first, but she quickly melted into it, her own tongue moving shyly to meet his.
She looked utterly enchanted, as if this kiss was everything she had secretly wanted in the world and nothing could ever take it away from her.