As Just a Woman

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yoal gently stroked the small head. Almaeira buried her face in his crotch, servicing his shaft with her soft lips and tongue.

Even after licking the shaft clean of every stain, Almaeira wouldn't pull her mouth away. She licked wetly from base to tip as if tracing the underside vein, then planted a light kiss on the glans. She ran her tongue lightly along the back of the ridge, scraping away even the residue clinging there until it was spotless.

The technique itself was clumsy, but at her painstaking, heartfelt oral service, Yoal's member reared up fearsomely hard.

"You did well. That's enough now."

"… Fwah…?"

As he ruffled her platinum-blonde hair, Almaeira looked up at Yoal with a dazed expression. Her blue eyes wavered as if she couldn't quite grasp his words, and all the while she kept licking around the glans with wet, sticky sounds.

"It's pretty much clean by now, isn't it?"

"… B-buh…"

There was no longer any part of Yoal's reproductive organ that Almaeira's tongue hadn't touched. Her saliva clung thickly to its surface, and a bubble of precum welled up at the tip. With his beloved sucking him so eagerly and so persistently, there was no way it didn't feel good.

And still, Almaeira dragged her tongue stickily over the thick crown. She sucked at it with her lips as if fawning, clinging to it. In the end she even nuzzled her cheek against it, savoring its soft, springy give.

"… Did you take that much of a liking to licking cock?"

In that instant, Almaeira's body twitched. Her black vestments had already slipped down, baring her lustrous white shoulders.

Her cheeks, still flushed with the lingering afterglow of pleasure, colored a deeper red, yet even so her mouthwork didn't stop. She slurped the precum from the tip, licking around the opening. She planted a kiss on the dark, dusky glans and ran her tongue in a full circle around the back of the ridge.

It spoke of her true feelings more eloquently than any words.

"… I l-love it… I love it… this, your cock… the taste is so strong… no matter how much I lick… the taste won't fade…"

"You went to the trouble of getting me hard again, so I was thinking I'd bore into your pussy some more."

"… R-right now… right now, please let me eat your cock with my mouth… more, so much more… I want to go chupo, chupo on it…"

"Alright, alright… To think you'd come to love sucking cock this much."

When Yoal said this teasingly, Almaeira flushed bright red and pursed her lips sulkily.

"… Th-that's not it… It's so big, so hard, so hot… so thick and so smelly… of course I'd come to love it…"

"Normally you'd be at least a little scared of it, wouldn't you?"

"… I-I'm not scared of it… Your cock isn't scary… It's made me feel so good, after all… It's an indecent shape, but… when I look closely it's actually kind of cute…"

"No, it's definitely not cute…"

"… B-but, I love it, so…"

As she said this, Almaeira kissed the tip of the shaft with genuine tenderness. She wrapped her lips around the swollen tip, stroking the glans slickly with her soft membrane.

Looking down at her as her cheeks flushed from the intense male scent filling her nose, Yoal gently stroked her head and asked.

"… Sucking it, or getting f-cked by it, which do you prefer?"

"… Hu-eh…?"

Almaeira tilted her head slightly, knitting her brow as if troubled, and kept stroking the glans. She engulfed him from glans to ridge deep between her lips, bobbing her head as if rubbing her oral membrane against him. Using her mouth like a fleshy hole, she coiled her tongue and spread her saliva around with wet, sloppy sounds.

After coating the darkly glistening shaft-tip thickly with clear droplets, she spoke with a puzzled look, drawing a thread of saliva.

"… Th-that's… so mean… I love them both… I love your cock… I keep falling more and more in love with it… I couldn't possibly compare them…"

Her voice melted sweet and rapt, and her exposed loins were soaked sopping wet. Her eyes gazed up at Yoal, moist and yearning, and she licked the tip of the shaft all over as if reluctant to part with it.

His erection now bulged with veins standing out like blue cords, arching back as if a core of steel ran through it. At her shameless confession, his carnal lust simmered and boiled over.

"If you love it that much, it'd be a shame to get in your way… This belongs to Alma, so do with it as you please."

"… Nn!! … Y-yes…"

Almaeira shivered with delight down her spine, nodding joyfully. Presented with his rock-hard erection, she couldn't hide the beaming joy on her face at all. Panting like a bitch in heat, she ran her tongue wetly all over it. Her white nose ridge twitched as she sniffed, savoring the rich male scent. Each time her constantly leaking hot breath touched it, the shaft throbbed and pulsed violently.

"… Your cock… I'll help myself now…"

Almaeira placed her hands on Yoal's hips and planted a light kiss on the tip of the shaft. Sliding the tip into her mouth, she then stuffed her cheeks full of the glans.

Hooking her ring-shaped lips onto the groove of the ridge, she worked back and forth in small strokes. She coiled her tongue as if it were truly delicious, licking the glans all over as if polishing it.

"Nn… ku, oh…"

"Mm… uu… nn, mu… uuh…"

Nyumo nyumo, numo numo, nupo nupo—her soft lips changed shape in time with the glans' comings and goings, transmitting a pleasant elasticity to the shaft. Almaeira plastered her oral membrane snugly against the membrane of the glans, pressed flush against it as she stroked the shaft. Her plump lips rubbed and stimulated the sensitive crown intensively, nuppo, nuppo.

It could hardly be called skilled fellatio, but with his sensitive spots being teased so persistently and eagerly, sweet pleasure welled up whether he liked it or not.

"Alma, you've got such an embarrassing look on your face… Your mouth's completely molded to the shape of my cock."

"Nhuuu…! Nn, uu… nn, fu, uuuh…"

Her fresh, moist lips clung and stretched along the shaft, and her soft cheeks caved in from sucking so hard. Humiliated by his words and his gaze, Almaeira's breathing grew ragged, yet she still wouldn't take the shaft from her mouth.

Her small lips took in not just the ridge but half the shaft, numo numo. Her eyes melted, rapt with ecstasy, and the wet, juru juru sounds of her slurping precum grew more intense.

"It's adorable, Alma, your face sucking on my cock… I'd almost want to paint it and keep it just like this."

"… Nn, uuuh… buh, your cock… nhuu… sho yummy… nn… fuu…"

Filling her mouth with the male organ, Almaeira drew a deep breath. Naturally, her nasal cavity was flooded with the male scent seeping in through her mouth—and in an instant her whole body flushed red, her brows drooping plaintively. Her mouth overflowed with hot saliva, clinging even more stickily than before.

Under the oral service that so pleasantly attended to his reproductive membrane, the pleasure welling up in him was endless. Yoal clenched his teeth and let out a small groan at the ejaculatory urge rising from deep in his hips.

Watching the man's reactions closely, Almaeira began to work her mouth vigorously, juppo, juppo.

"Ugh… gu, ku…!"

"Nn, fu… nn, fuu… nn, nn, nmu, u… unn, mufuu…"

Leaking hot breath from her nose, Almaeira stroked the shaft with abundant affection. Her soft oral membrane clung tight without a gap, rubbing the shaft and flicking pleasantly at the jutting crown, puryu puryu. She stroked from glans to near the base in long pulls, repeating it again and again. Making lewd wet sounds, chuppo, chuppo, she wrung up the precum with fierce suction.

At the utterly obscene oral service that not even a whore would ever perform, Yoal couldn't help but groan low. His hard, taut scrotum drew up tight, pulsing as it swirled the seed inside.

"Ku… it feels good… Alma, your mouth's become just like a pussy…"

"… Nn!! uu… nn, fuu… fu, uu… nn, fu, nn…"

Having her tightly sucking mouth treated as a reproductive organ, Almaeira's spine shivered sweetly. Yet her fellatio didn't slacken; she passionately stroked the shaft, chupo, chupo. Her wet membrane clung thickly, sucking as it stroked, and her tongue-tip flicked repeatedly at the sensitive ridge. With every stroke she made obscene chuppon, chuppon sounds, slurping up the precum along with a showy juzozozozo wet noise.

The hand Yoal used to stroke her head tightened, and she in turn gripped the man's hips firmly. Bobbing only her head up and down, she gave a loving, lustful oral service, sucking the male organ with all her might. Just stroking it with her lips made Almaeira's skin flush, a sweet craving aching deep in her belly.

"Nn… fu, nnu… Yo-al… nn, fufu…"

Even as she took the shaft deep in her mouth, Almaeira smiled up brightly at Yoal. With a beaming smile that made one want to ask what she was so happy about, she again worked the ridge intensively. Teasing the sensitive crown with small up-and-down motions, rubbing it against her lips puryu puryu, she made the shaft quiver and jolt each time.

Yoal's urge was already near its limit. The mounting need to ejaculate was overwhelming, and each time the ridge was rubbed puryun, sweet pleasure assaulted his lower body. The seed drawn up from his testicles gathered in his shaft, and a pleasure that seemed to surge up through the tip seared his mind.

"… Can I let it out like this, right in your mouth?"

"… Fwah, nnu…"

When Yoal asked, Almaeira gave a small, giggling smile and licked the opening. Kissing it, resting one hand at the base of the shaft—on his scrotum—she gazed at Yoal intently.

"… Anywhere… is fine… Please let it out… go spurt, spurt… let out lots… fill me up with it… drain out every last bit of your sperm…"

"Ku… ugh…!!"

Her lips left for an instant, and the coldness he felt lasted only a moment. Enveloped deeply in her warm oral membrane, Yoal let out a sighing breath at the sheer pleasure.

Almaeira's small fingertips gently kneaded his scrotum. Tickling the root of the shaft, kuni kuni, she coaxed the surging seed to gather.

In his excitement, his erection stiffened all the more, the glans seeming to swell a full size larger.

"Nn, fu… sho… thick, the shmell… ehehe… jus' a li'l more… nn, uu… nn, fuu…"

"U, ah… ku, it's coming… I'm gonna come…!!"

Sensing the signs of ejaculation from the concentrated male scent—without needing to be told, she pursed her lips tight, squeezing the shaft pleasurably.

However much Yoal pleaded his limit, Almaeira's service didn't stop for a moment. If anything, as if to spur his release, her mouth-hole rubbed all over his sensitive spots, nyupo nyupo. Her soft membrane bounced and warped in time with his throbbing erection, writhing nyumo nyumo as it stroked him up.

Falling into the sensation of having his seed wrung out of him, Yoal held back the urge to spill at the very last moment. Spilling his seed into her mouth felt a little like using Almaeira as a tool for excreting semen, and that gave him pause.

Even after exchanging such dense, obscene sex, even after being greedily wanted by her—Almaeira was, in the end, someone truly special to Yoal.

"… Fwah, nnu…? Nn, fu… don' hold back…"

"Nn…!! … Alma, that face… you're way too… perverted…!"

"Nn, fu… nfuu… nn, mu, nn, chu, chupo…"

Heedless of Yoal's groans, Almaeira sucked at the shaft with all her might. Her lips puckered like the mouth of a jar, her cheeks caved in and stayed that way.

Baring a disgraceful sight that went past obscene into downright unsightly, Almaeira devoted herself to stroking the shaft with her oral membrane. As if in revenge for being so thoroughly humiliated, her lips sped up, lewd wet sounds ringing out ceaselessly, chupon, chupon. The squeezing and sucking clung even tighter than before, so pleasant that being stroked like this was more than he could bear.

The shaft stood rock-hard and erect, its very veins bulging up as if congealed. The ridge flared its crown wide, and the opening contracted plaintively, hiku hiku. Rather than put off, he was only aroused by Almaeira's obscene fellating face, and his scrotum drew up tight toward the base of the shaft.

"Nn… chu, po… nn, chu… nn, chu, pu, nn, fu, nn, mu, nn, pu, nn, fuu…"

The flesh of her lips puckered tight, stretching thickly as they clung to the shaft. Baring an unbearably embarrassing expression, Almaeira wouldn't stop her fellatio. A love-filled, filthy-lewd blowjob that prioritized making Yoal's manhood feel good over her own shame.

His widely flared crown stroked numo numo, his whole shaft sucked up juzozozo—the mounting sweet pleasure finally passed the limit of his endurance.

"Uu… gu, ah, Alma, don't—"

"… It'sh fine… ish okaaay… I'm… Yoal'sh cum toilet… your cock toilet… sho go shpurt, shpurt, and let it all leak out, ish fine…"

"… Guh…!!"

A shock like being clubbed over the crown of his head. Pleasure surging up from deep in his hips seized his lower body, and the swirling torrent of seed rushed to its peak.

The person more precious than anyone, the woman more beloved than anyone. Using Almaeira like his own possession, spilling his lust as she invited him to. It was more immoral, more bewitching than anything else—and precisely because Almaeira was the one tempting him, it felt unbearably sweet.

There was no stopping it now. Feeling a bursting climax at the tip of his shaft, his mind going white with the pleasure of release, Yoal pressed down on Almaeira's small head—

"Alma!! It's coming, it's coming…! Guh—gah…!!"

"… Let it ouh, let it ouh… your sperm, go shpurt, shpurt… —fwaaah…"

—Dopyu!! Byugururu!! Byuru, byubu, bupyu!!

Drawn out by Almaeira's sweet oral suction, Yoal's opening scattered thick, copious semen in great gouts. With every shudder and pulse, sperm gushed out, staining her oral membrane thickly white.

Almaeira raised a delighted cry, catching the seed as her cheeks flushed rapturously. Receiving the cloudy white fluid that spurted out dopyu, dopyu on her tongue, she occasionally slurped chuu as if sucking the seed out. Rubbing the ridge, she hollowed her cheeks and drew it up, chuu, chuu.

At her clumsy yet careful, ardent milking, Yoal spurted his seed while letting out raw groans of "Gu… u, gu…! O, gh…!!" Gakun, gakun, he thrust his hips up, each time pleasurably expelling a generous load of sperm. Savoring even the pleasure of the dense mass passing through his ejaculatory duct, he drew out the pulsing on and on.

"… Ufu… nn, fu… nnuu…"

After catching a generous load of sperm in her mouth, Almaeira suddenly pulled the shaft out.

The seed still gushing from the opening splattered across her face. The cloudy white stood out against her flushed skin, and as she was showered with sperm, Almaeira let her mouth soften rapturously with joy.

"Ku… hah…! It's still… coming…!!"

"… Nn… fwe… sho much…"

On her cheeks, her forehead, her lips, the ridge of her nose, the corners of her eyes. The seed splattered everywhere trickled down her face, defiling even her neck slickly with cloudy white.

With her whole face smeared in sperm, Almaeira sniffed kun kun and smiled bashfully. Grinning ehe, ehe as if unable to hide her joy, she stuck her tongue out again, bleh, to catch the semen.

His manhood fired blanks, twitching bikun bikun, and the ejaculation finally came to an end. Yoal exhaled roughly, the lingering scent of semen soaking into the tip.

"Ku… ah… that felt… good, Alma…"

"… Nfu… nn, mn… ehee…"

When he ruffled her head, Almaeira smiled brightly with her sperm-smeared face. Without hesitation she kissed the opening, slurping up the sperm residue, chuu, chuu. She even licked away the trails the cloudy white had left, cleaning it all up completely.

She went on to lap at the just-spent glans with tongue and lips, kneading his scrotum kuni kuni. At that, Yoal's crotch was enveloped in melting pleasure, and the seed left in his ejaculatory duct spurted out, byukun.

"Ugh… ah…!!"

"… Ehe… how ish it…? I… can be Yoal'sh cum toilet too… right…?"

"… This isn't some kind of rivalry, is it?"

Steeped in the languid afterglow of ejaculatory pleasure, Yoal shrugged and hung his head.

If that were the reason, he might die of guilt—though at this point he had absolutely no intention of dying.

"… Th-that'sh not it, y'know…?"

"Stop pooling semen in your mouth."

"… Nn, nn…"

Almaeira shook her head furu furu, showing off the sperm all but overflowing in her mouth. She rolled it around slickly on her tongue, savoring its taste and smell without swallowing.

She took a deep breath just like that, growing rapt at the semen stench spreading through her chest. Her eyes melted as if drunk on liquor, and with a sodden expression she licked the seed clinging to her lips.

"… I wash jusht… envioush, ish all… nhaaah… it… it shtinksh… it shtinksh sho much…"

"Alright, I get it, so hurry up and… no, you can just spit it out."

"Nnn… nnu, uu…"

As if to say she'd absolutely never hand it over, Almaeira turned her face away and shut her mouth.

Just like that, she swished the cloudy white around inside her mouth, kuchu kuchu, mouthing it, rolling it on her tongue—and after savoring it until the taste was gone, she finally swallowed it down with audible gulps, koku koku.

"… Bleh…"

The small tongue she stuck out, bleh, was back to its original pale pink. Her mouth, opened wide in an "aah," didn't hold a single fragment of sperm; it was plain to see she'd drunk it all down clean, leaving nothing behind.

Gazing at Almaeira, who so obviously wanted to be praised, Yoal ruffled her small head all over.

"… You did well."

"… Nn, fufu… Yoal, let's do this… every day, okay…?"

Almaeira traced her tongue with her fingertip, looking somehow unsatisfied. Scooping up the seed crusted all over her face and carrying it to her mouth, she chewed the fine droplets.

—Faced with such a shameless, lewd display, Yoal's erection knew no sign of softening at all.

"Alma, you've got way too many places you want it."

"… It's because Yoal is so virile that it's just right…"

"Then make sure to say clearly where you want it… I'm going to stroke my cock with Alma's pussy one more time, alright?"

"… Of course, it's absolutely fine… You let out so much, so surely just a little… Ah, no way… it's… so ha-hard… uuh…"

In no time he rolled over Almaeira, who had been burying her face between his legs, laying her on her side atop the bed.

And Yoal promptly lifted one of her legs upward and straddled the other—pressing the tip of his shaft against her sopping-wet, melting hole, he drove it in deep.

As he entered her in the unstable side position, his swollen, taut glans rubbed fiercely against her vaginal walls. When he dug slowly into her hole, Almaeira at once cried out in a sweet voice.

"… Ah, aahn… th-this, it's more than before…"

"I've pretty much learned Alma's weak spots and how much force to use… Here I go."

"Ah… ah, unn… hii, no way… ah, i-it's good… it feels so good… it's so good… ah, nn, g-good… fu, nnu… ah, I'm… I'm gonna come…"

As if repaying her for the pleasure of her fellatio, Yoal churned her soft pussy flesh with skillful hip work.

A pistoning motion, driving his hips in with steady rhythm, nuton, nuton. The pair of male and female once again rubbed their reproductive membranes together, heightening each other, both racing up to the joy of climax. Throughout that whole day, their lewd cries never once ceased.