BXBX NOVEL Chapter 145: Teaching Humility
"Blossom, continue pumping your hands but raise your chest. I've been neglecting your gorgeous breasts for far too long…" I manage to say amidst my grunts.
She nods and releases my sack, which is accompanied by a loud, extremely sexy *plop* sound. "Aim my lance towards your chest." After I say that, understanding finally dawns on her regarding what the purpose of my command is and complies obediently by gently pushing her breasts closer to me.
Then I almost immediately completely lose the battle and release my seed on her perky, alluring mounds, painting her tits with my sticky liquid.
She watches my eruption unfold both with interest and longing evident in her eyes. It's not hard to guess what her thoughts are. "Go ahead, dig in. But there's one rule you must follow; you can't tilt nor lower your neck down more than it already is."
Blossom was slightly glancing downwards when I said this, as that's the angle my dearest brother could be viewed from, but without lowering her head how could she possibly reach her breasts? That's the question that demands a 100% of her brain usage as I can almost visibly observe her turning gears, then suddenly her eyes brighten up with realization.
She grabs the underside of her voluptuous breasts and pushes them upward, enabling her tongue to reach her chest without further lowering her head- and I must crown myself a genius because this sight that I've created is simply beyond what the term 'erotic' has any right to be used to describe.
Her tongue swirls around the nipple and then move to the rest of her skin as she laps up every last drop of my release. Then Blossom pangs loudly as she attempts to catch her breath while looking up at me lustfully, before moving on in order to lick the second serving of her supper off of her other breast.
My cock twitches aggressively, letting me know that his patience is waning and that he is ravenous to once again enter Blossom's most private place.
Just as my gorgeous dog-kin is done slurping the last droplets of my seed up I cup her into my arms and mercilessly hurl her towards the bed which is accompanied by her loud yelp; "kyaaa!"
Blossom lands rather unceremoniously but she is quick to sit up and turn around. "Master…? Is Blossom still a bad girl?" She grimaces with a sad, droopy expression.
"You thought you would become a good one just because of some licking?" I have the urge to slap myself for saying this, after all, her pleasuring was so divinely ecstatic that I completely lost control over my body, but I want to finish the session with this tone. It's just way too hot to completely dominate this absolute bottom of a woman.
"I told you on our first night, this was just foreplay. The main attraction is coming up now. Show me your sincerity with your body, Blossom."
Her eyes widen in remembrance. "Blossom understands!" She shouts and turns around, planting her head on her hands which are resting on the mattress while kneeling and arching her back to an almost unnatural degree which results in her tantalizing behind standing tall above the rest of her body.
She then begins sensually, slowly swaying her hips from one side to the other while moaning the words "Master…! Master…! Master…!" playfully with each rocking motion of her juicy butt.
"Please ravage Blossom to Master's heart's content so that she may be a good girl again…" She coos sensually while reaching behind with both of her hands to grab her cheeks and spread them apart to give me a luxury view of her precious flower and its pink inner folds.
I let out an amazed chuckle. This girl is always going above and beyond my expectations.
I don't know whether she's a born seductress with feminine instincts so sharp that she always knows how to entice my entire being or if she somehow managed to fool me into thinking she's basically completely clueless about sex while in reality, her mother, Natalie, gave her an entire university course's worth of lessons about the art of pleasing and enthralling one's beloved's heart.
Anyways, that's more than enough theorizing for now.
As soon as I hear the utterly unrejectable invitation escape her lips, my cock shudders furiously and I pounce on her vulnerable form like a starved wolf on a defenseless deer. I lean in to take a deep, long whiff of her extremely moist lady juices before raising myself up and positioning my blade to enter the world's greatest sheath.
With each passing second, Blossom's excitement grows as she awaits my entry into her most sacred place. Her breathing becomes heavier, each inhale and exhale a testament to the raw desire that consumes her.
She somehow manages to arch her back even further, presenting herself to me in the most inviting and submissive position I've ever seen, all internet content consumed throughout my entire lifetime included.
I can't resist any longer- my cock, hard and throbbing with need, finds its way between her perfectly-shaped lower lips. As I begin to thrust into her, our bodies collide with an audible smack that fills the room with a primal sound of passion and desire.
Blossom lets out a moan of pure pleasure, her walls clenching tightly around my shaft as I take her over and over again as the minutes pass in a delirious, lust-drunken fashion.
As Blossom lies on her stomach she can't help but let out a soft whimper when I pull at her fluffy tail. I've come to love to observe her animated reactions when I tug at her extra features that distinctly set her apart from regular humans. The sudden sensation sends her body trembling, highlighting the immediacy of the orgasm that threatens to rapidly consume her.
I grab both of her cheeks and spread them with the explicit intention of giving myself an unobstructed, lovely view of her unexplored second hole. It's not ready to welcome my entrance yet, especially considering my size, but one day I will certainly make sure to push Quinlan junior all the way into her inviting rear-cavern, and what a glorious day that will be.
For now, I settle for massaging her tantalizing butt entrance with my fingers without pushing even an inch of a nail in.
Goddess, I must beg for the salvation of my wretched soul, for I am a hopeless ass man.
Of course, I appreciate perky, beautiful breasts like any healthy man would and I sincerely pray that I will be able to go to sleep every night for the rest of my life while caressing the tantalizing chest of one of my women, but a round, jiggly, delicious feminine behind is where it's really at.
With my shameful confession concluded without me being smitten down by a lightning strike from the Goddess, I move my hand away from her butt and with a firm grip on Blossom's hair, I pull her up from the bed into a kneeling position with her beautifully glistening back facing my chest, until our faces are level with each other.
Our eyes lock in a passionate gaze as I lean in for a deep, sensual kiss.
Seeing that her breasts jiggle in the air sadly in their lonesome I can't help but apologize to them for what I admitted to the Goddess herself in the form of grabbing them both with my hands firmly and begin fiercely massaging them, focusing on her sensitive nipples the most as I give them quite a few energetic pulls and squeezes.
She yelps and moans at each of my movements, however as I sense that our orgasms are imminent, I soon push Blossom back down onto the bed, then I place my right feet on the back of her skull to push her face deep into the soft pillow, a move that earns me an excited, muffled whimper from my extremely submissive woman, after which my hand finds its way once more to her fluffy tail as I pull it with more strength this time, my movement representing a beyblade's launch while I raise my other hand into the air and spank her butt, an action that creates a loud smacking echo that travels through the room, and probably the entire tavern, perhaps even the neighborhood.
Blossom then shrieks and climaxes instantly thanks to my sudden interference and I follow suit by emptying the copious amounts of liquid stored in my system into her fertile cavern.
Well, if the slap itself wasn't heard by others, her ecstatic screams certainly were.
It is what it is.
I allow myself to collapse onto the spasming girl who is not at all present in the current moment, evidenced by her nonsensical mutterings; "Blossom… good… girl… Master… love…"
I cuddle her into my arms and stroke her beautiful little head until her brain gets a chance to restart itself and work properly once again, after which our mighty battle in the sheets starts once again.