Chapter 246
Courtney moved even closer to him. Richard opened his mouth wider and stuck out his tongue. At last, the tip of his tongue touched the slit. Carefully, he pushed his tongue into the gap. Courtney purposely grabbed his hair tightly and shook him.
“Lick it thoroughly. Then I’ll stuff your hole until it’s raw.”
Courtney’s heart pounded wildly. In truth, this was her first real experience as well. But she didn’t want Richard to realize that. She couldn’t afford to lose face as his Master.
Richard noticed nothing of her bluff. Even if he had, it wouldn’t have mattered much. He pressed his lips tightly to the triangle and pushed his tongue in as far as it would go. Her secret scent filled his nose, and the soft hairs tickled his philtrum.
He sharpened his tongue and scraped between the folds. Slippery juices ran down his tongue and into his mouth. But there wasn’t a hint of disgust. On the contrary, his heart raced at the thought that he was exciting her.
A gentle sigh escaped Courtney’s lips.
“Ha… Is this your first time too?”
Richard looked up at her. Her face was flushed bright red, her eyes unfocused and hazy with satisfaction. Rather than pull away, he nodded in answer. A gentle curve formed at the corner of Courtney’s lips.
“Not bad.”
Richard was prouder than ever at her praise. His chest swelled more than it had when he’d defeated his eldest brother at the jousting tournament.
He devoted himself to using his tongue with all his skill. As if in reward for his earnest efforts, her c******s slipped out from under the hood. Richard puckered his lips and sucked on the now exposed nub.
Despite the lukewarm ‘Not bad’, Courtney was overwhelmed by a rush of pleasure. The hot breath and careful attention between her legs… No amount of m**********n had ever made her feel like this.
And the visual satisfaction was something else. She freely admired Richard’s tapered back and hips. Judging by the way his waist sometimes twitched, he was quite excited himself.
Courtney pulled Richard’s head even harder, craning his neck back as far as it would go. He opened his mouth wide and took in her whole mound, sucking eagerly. It was almost as if he was drinking her nectar straight from the source. He gratefully accepted every drop that came to him, his throat bobbing nonstop.
Courtney rolled her head from side to side, lost in the ecstasy that racked her body. She was utterly pleased with her first service. She wanted to enjoy it a little longer, but before she knew it, her dam was about to burst.
No, not yet.
She steeled herself and roughly yanked Richard’s head away by his hair.
“Enough.”
Richard licked his lips with disappointment, like someone who’d had his meal snatched away. His handsome face was a mess, slick with her juices. But he had no awareness of needing to wipe his face.
All he could think about was the anticipation of what would happen next. His untouched member dribbled clear liquid in response.
Courtney rummaged through her pocket. What she took out was a tiny seed. She placed it on her palm and breathed on it. Instantly, it sprouted. The stem grew as long as a finger joint, and then roots appeared. Courtney continued to gently warm it with her breath.
It was a mysterious sight, but Richard didn’t care. Whether she was a witch or a demon no longer mattered. He just wanted her to use some magical power to stoke his dying heat and fill the emptiness inside him before it faded.
The rooted tentacle plant grew quickly. In no time, it was nearly as long as her arm. Courtney pressed the plant—now thick and tangled with roots—against her own crotch. The wriggling roots clung to the front of her s*x. The slender, spiraling stem curled around itself, gradually taking the shape of a phallus.
Courtney lightly stroked her new, tentacle-formed pillar with her palm.
Then, belatedly, she turned her gaze to Richard.
“Ah.”
Richard, having been watching dumbfounded, finally let out a gasp. At last, she would fulfill her promise to stuff his back hole. There was no trace of resistance, just so much anticipation it made his tailbone tingle.
He quickly spun his body around. Afraid she might change her mind, he hurriedly lifted his hips and spread his b******s wide with his own hands. The hole, which had been modestly closed, opened up again to reveal its dark depths.
What a good little performer. A satisfied smile formed at Courtney’s lips. She traced a finger along the fully spread wrinkles of his a**s and asked,
“And who am I?”
“Princess…”
Courtney withdrew her hand. Richard trembled, eagerly awaiting the coming penetration. But she didn’t move at all. Richard glanced back at her anxiously. She said nothing, simply stared at him, as if waiting for him to find the answer himself.
Richard bounced his hips impatiently. His back hole, which remembered the taste of pleasure, clenched and relaxed in anticipation. What did I do wrong? Just as his mind, clouded with confusion, failed to work, a word he’d forgotten suddenly flashed into his head. Richard hurriedly spoke.
“Master, please… ah!”
Courtney answered by thrusting her hips. The tentacle phallus spread his narrow inner walls as it plunged deep inside. Richard threw his head back and shuddered in ecstasy.
