Chapter 11: The Hero’s Guild
Her hands didn’t stay still. They started moving up my thighs, caressing me sweetly. My fingers tangled in her hair, gently pulling her head towards my cock, taking it all the way down. The tightness of her throat was delightful. I expected her to gag on me, but she kept moving with my whole dick deep in her throat, each thrust a sigh that made me want more, but no. I didn’t come. I wanted this to last much longer.
Manaia’s face started to turn red as tears streamed from her eyes. The lack of air was making even her eyes roll back. Though it looked like I was abusing her, that twisted smile showed how much she was enjoying this.
When her face turned purple, I decided to pull my dick out of her throat. Manaia collapsed, gasping, as large amounts of saliva and tears poured from her face like a broken fountain, panting for a bit of air.
Once she caught her breath, she looked up, her bright eyes fixed on mine. "Why didn’t you...?" she asked, her voice barely audible. "Why didn’t you come? I thought I was doing well..."
I smiled, raising an eyebrow. I expected a small complaint about me mercilessly abusing her throat, but here she was, worried about not doing well enough.
"It’d be better if you took off your clothes. We can start with this blouse that squeezes your beautiful breasts."
A deep blush crept from her neck to her cheeks. She lowered her gaze a bit, shyly.
"They’ll see us, someone might come close..."
"Let me handle that... Mirage!"
A translucent barrier unfolded around us like a bubble. We could see out without problems, but no one would be able to see us due to light refraction.