Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

“~mm~ahmm~”

Slurrpp~

“Hmm~”

Delphine’s body trembled beneath him, her breath hitching and shallow, her arms tight at her sides as she clenched the sheets in both fists, fighting the instinct to reach up and grab that massive cock swaying just above her face. Every time he moved, it swung slightly—heavy, thick, glistening with fresh pre-cum that drooled down in a slow, deliberate line.

And then it happened again.

Drip…

A thick bead of his arousal fell right onto her bottom lip. Hot. Sticky. She flinched, gasped, then opened her mouth in pure reflex—only to feel another drop hit her tongue.

“~mm~” She moaned.

Low, involuntary, almost helpless.

Her eyes rolled slightly as her thighs pressed together, pussy convulsing with a desperate twitch. It was maddening. His cock hovered there like a forbidden reward, leaking sin onto her lips, yet just out of reach.

Still, she obeyed. She didn’t move her hands. She didn’t touch him. Her fingers shook as she gripped the sheets harder, swallowing back the primal urge to grab him and suck every drop out of that perfect, pulsing shaft.

Instead, she could only feel it. Smell it. Taste him.

Aether’s face didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. That same “professional” expression, but with the tiniest spark of wickedness dancing behind his eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing.

He poured more oil into his hands, warming it between his palms, then slowly—so slowly—placed them back onto her breasts. He cupped them from below, letting the weight of her busty mounds sink into his slick hands, his fingers spreading wide to capture every inch of softness.

Then he started to move.

His thumbs rolled gently over her nipples, still puffy and soaked from his mouth. His fingers massaged the underside of her breasts, lifting and pressing in a slow rhythm, creating pressure, friction, and movement. He squeezed and kneaded, each motion steady, professional—but with just enough sensual heat to burn her from the inside out.

“~hmmugg~” Delphine whimpered.

She was losing her mind.

Her eyes fluttered shut, then open again—only to meet the sight of his cock swaying inches above her, the tip now visibly pulsing, leaking a fat droplet that dangled and stretched… before falling straight onto the center of her chest, mixing with the oil on her skin.

Her nipples were rock-hard now, the air, the oil, the warm strokes—every sensation was turned up to the maximum.

“Please…” she whispered under her breath, barely audible, her voice shaky, desperate, “Aether… you’re gonna make me…” she raised her tongue desperately to touch his sock.

He said nothing.

Instead, he leaned in again, this time taking one nipple into his mouth while his fingers expertly pinched and twisted the other.

Slurrppp~

Hmm~

He sucked slowly, steadily, tugging at the tender tip with his lips and tongue, while his other hand rolled the second nipple between his thumb and knuckle.

He watched her reactions, her gasps, the way her thighs clenched and her toes curled.

“Still not allowed to touch,” he whispered softly, lips brushing her nipple, his voice hot, calm, low.

Drip…

Another drop of his pre-cum fell directly onto her throat this time, and it slid down the curve of her neck, across her collarbone, pooling slightly between her breasts.

The contrast between his restraint and her desperation made everything unbearable.

Her pussy was dripping… Literally soaking the sheets.

Her nipples were hypersensitive—almost burning.

His hands never stopped.

Squeeze… Roll… Tug… Flick…

His mouth moved to the other nipple, tongue swirling around it in wide, lazy circles before pulling it gently between his lips, then releasing it with a soft pop. Oil slicked every curve of her chest, glistening, making everything hotter, smoother.

Delphine’s whole body began to tense.

She couldn’t even breathe properly anymore. Her hips started to roll unconsciously, grinding into the air, seeking friction. But Aether didn’t touch her there.

Not even once.

Only her breasts… Only her nipples.

Only his cock hovering right above her lips, leaking drop after drop like a wicked countdown.

And then it happened.

“Aaahhh—f-fuck—!!”

Her back arched violently off the table.

Her legs spasmed.

Her lips parted in a silent scream as her pussy clenched hard, and a hot rush of fluid exploded out of her.

Splashh~

She came.

Just from her breasts.

From the relentless teasing, the sucking, the pressure, the stimulation, the denial. She came with no fingers inside her, no cock, no clit play—just her nipples and the heat of his cock dripping onto her skin, the smell of him, the tension.

Delphine’s face was a picture of pure ecstasy. Her jaw hung open. Her eyelids fluttered. Her body trembled violently beneath him, glistening with oil, sweat, and her own orgasm.

Her moans came out choked, broken, nearly tearful.

Aether simply watched her, licking her nipple clean as her body collapsed back down to the table, twitching softly.

Her chest heaved.

Her thighs quivered.

Her lips were glazed with his pre-cum, a thin, slick trail running from the corner of her mouth to her flushed chin.

Her pussy was still throbbing, still leaking onto the sheets below, and yet… the hunger inside her hadn’t gone away.

No, it had only grown worse.

Her blurry gaze locked onto the pulsing cock swaying right above her—so thick, so hard, still dripping arousal like a melting candle. It was all she could think about. All she could feel. That forbidden dragon had haunted her every second since it appeared above her face, teasing, leaking, torturing her lips.

She couldn’t take it anymore…. Her switch finally flipped on!!

Gulp!

Without a shred of hesitation, Delphine lifted her head and swallowed it whole—her lips parting wide as she took the thick tip straight into her mouth with desperate hunger.

Aether blinked in surprise, his body twitching slightly at the sudden wet heat around his cock. “Madam, you are not allowed to—”

Before he could even finish, she looked up at him with glassy, glazed-over eyes and mumbled with his cock still lodged in her mouth, “Imm nooz tounngg…”

His brows furrowed in confusion.

She wiggled her hands beside her head.

“I’m not touching,” she repeated, muffled around his shaft—cheeks puffed, tongue wrapped thick around the base of his head, lips stretched so tightly around his girth they trembled.

She wasn’t technically breaking the rule.

Aether exhaled through his nose, half amused, half aroused beyond belief.

That mouth… so hot, so soft, so desperate. Her tongue slithered over every ridge, tasting his salt and heat. She sucked hard, then slow, teasing the tip with a swirling flick of her tongue before pulling back with a slick, wet sound that echoed in the quiet room.

Drip… another line of drool and pre-cum clung between her lips and the tip of his cock, a glistening strand of arousal and saliva.

She dove in again.

Her eyes rolled, her lips tightening, her throat opening slightly as she let him slide deeper this time, inch by inch, her jaw straining to accommodate his thickness. Her moans were constant, vibrating right into his shaft, each sound making his legs tense slightly.

Aether steadied himself, letting her work.

“You’re dangerously good at bending the rules, Madam,” he said with a grin, brushing a thumb across her cheek. “But you really are putting that mouth to good use.”

Delphine responded with a low, feral moan, her eyes fluttering, her tongue now lapping at his tip between bobs, catching every drop of pre-cum and gulping it like sweet honey.

Slurp… Pop… Gulp.

The sounds were wet and obscene—each suck echoing through the air, mixing with her muffled moans and his breathy groans.

She was greedy… So damn greedy!!

And he was barely holding on.

Aether’s hands flexed at his sides, every muscle tense. His cock throbbed with need, but he didn’t fuck her throat.

Not yet… He let her take control… Let her feast.

Let her taste every inch with that ravenous, dripping hunger—his professional exterior slowly cracking beneath the pressure of her desperate need.

Her lips now glistened with spit and precum, her face flushed red, her nose bumping the base of his shaft as she took him deeper and deeper.

Her body rocked beneath him, her chest still heaving, her thighs twitching, juices still dripping from her soaked pussy. She was wrecked, undone, reduced to nothing but raw hunger and need—and the only thing that could satisfy her was currently sliding in and out of her mouth.

Aether’s breath hitched as Delphine’s throat opened wider around him. Her lips hugged the base of his cock, her cheeks flushed and hollowed from the suction. She was moaning around his shaft, swallowing every inch like a starving woman, eyes half-closed in blissful desperation.

But she was getting too good… Too deep… Too tempting!!

He snapped.

Without warning, his hands moved—one grabbing a handful of her hair, the other cupping the side of her head.

“Then let me give you what that filthy mouth’s begging for,” he growled.

Delphine’s eyes widened for a second—but only with excitement.

He didn’t wait.

“~mmmffffffffffFFFF~”

With a rough thrust, Aether plunged his cock deep into her throat. Her lips stretched wide, nose pushed against his tight sack, gagging softly but not resisting. She gripped the sheets tighter as he held her head in place and began fucking her mouth, his thick cock sliding in and out in wet, brutal strokes.

Slap…. Slap…. Slap.

Her wet mouth echoed with each thrust, drool pouring from the corners of her lips, down her chin, soaking her throat and breasts. Her eyes rolled as he used her, hips moving steadily and hard, controlling her completely.

“You feel that?” he groaned, voice low and strained. “This is what your mouth was made for, Madam.”

Her lips were swollen, shiny, and red from the brutal, relentless pounding of Aether’s thick cock. Her face, her neck—soaked in drool and smeared with his pre-cum, like an erotic painting in motion.

She couldn’t stop sucking, licking, swallowing.

She didn’t want to.

She needed it in her throat. Needed it leaking on her tongue. Her saliva mixed with his salty arousal, stringing from her lips in messy strands as she bobbed her head eagerly—her tongue slithering under and around his shaft, swirling at the tip to scoop up every drop, flicking the underside with an almost worshipful hunger.

“Let me feel every part of that tongue, Madam…” he muttered.

With a wicked smile, he slid his body lower again, lips trailing wet kisses down her body, until he was once again face-first between her soaked thighs. Her pussy glistened with slick arousal, swollen, throbbing, desperate.

And he devoured it.

“~mmFFF~”

Tongue plunging deep, tasting every part of her, lapping at her entrance like it was dripping with honey. He groaned into her, sucking her clit with intense focus, fingers spreading her folds wide. The scent of her arousal filled his lungs, her juices smeared across his cheeks and chin.

His tongue was everywhere.

He circled her clit, flicked it hard, then flat-tongued her slit from bottom to top, again and again until she couldn’t breathe. Her body twisted, hips grinding against his mouth. Her moans came out as choked gasps around his cock, but her hands still didn’t touch him.

“A-Aether—!” She was trembling.

Her thighs tried to close around his head but he held them apart, spreading her wider. His tongue pushed inside her now, writhing deep into her tunnel, scooping her wetness and dragging it up to her clit before sucking it in like candy.

“Mhhmhhfff~!” she moaned around his cock, saliva bubbling from her mouth as her pussy spasmed again.

She didn’t know how long she could last.

It was too much—his cock in her throat, his mouth on her pussy, her body overstimulated beyond belief. Her hands clenched the sheets, knuckles white, her hips rising off the bed with each lick, each suck.

“Such a good girl,” Aether murmured, his lips brushing her dripping folds between sucks. “So wet… so obedient… your mouth and pussy both made just for me~.”

Delphine’s moan vibrated around his shaft.

He was eating her out while she sucked him off. Their bodies locked in a loop of messy, dripping, desperate pleasure.

Her pussy was soaked… Overflowing.

His mouth never stopped.

Her mouth never let go.

The pleasure was overwhelming—her clit throbbing, his tongue pushing inside her, his nose pressed to her mound, inhaling her scent like he couldn’t get enough. His moans rumbled against her pussy, making her clench tighter with every lick.

And she?

Slurrppp~

“~mmf~aaff~hhff~”

She was drooling again—mouth wide around his cock, tongue pressed flat underneath as she tried to breathe through her nose, gagging softly, eyes watering. But she didn’t stop. She couldn’t.

He fucked her face.

He devoured her pussy.

And all of it at once made her body start to break again.

Her legs shook.

Her voice broke into helpless little sobs around his cock.

He felt her build—felt her thighs start to twitch, her pussy pulse against his tongue, that desperate tightening.

He grinned, voice muffled against her slit.

“Come again for me, Madam… all over my tongue… while your mouth is full of cock…”

And she did.

Violently!

“Ahhhhhmmmmmmfffffffff~~~”

Screaming around his shaft as her pussy erupted against his mouth, juices gushing into his face, soaking him, spraying against his lips and chin. She moaned so loud, even with her throat stuffed, her entire body arching, trembling, and twitching under the waves of orgasm.

Delphine lay there, ruined and begging—her pussy trembling, mouth gaping, her face streaked with drool and need. Her thighs twitched from the orgasms Aether had coaxed from her with his mouth, and yet her body wanted more.

No… Needed more!! Burned for it.

And Aether?

He loomed above her like a demon carved from pure lust.

His cock pulsed, slick with her spit, the head flushed and angry. Her lips still glistened with pre-cum. Her pussy glowed, spread open, wet and twitching. Her ass was begging—round, soft, red with handprints.

He didn’t waste another second.

Without a single warning, he reached forward, grabbed her thighs, and slammed them wide open.

Her body flinched. Her eyes widened.

“Time to fuck, Madam,” he whispered with a wicked grin.