"Slurp... chuuup... hua!"
The lewd sounds of dea sucking my dick only heightened my arousal.
She clamped her mouth tightly around my cock, filling it completely.
With my cockhead trapped, she licked it relentlessly with her tongue.
Each ti, a dizzying wave of pleasure spread through my cock.
’Her blowjob skills are still killer.’
No matter how many tis I experience it, her technique always feels fresh.
Those seductive eyes glancing up while sucking my dick are insane.
Movents designed to make a man cum as efficiently as possible.
Most guys would probably blow in 30 seconds.
"Mmm... lick... chuuup... chup..."
One hand gently fondled my balls.
The other lightly traced up the shaft with her fingertips.
A caress ant to drive a man wild while making him desperate to cum.
The soft touch of her hand combined with the relentless stimulation of her mouth and tongue.
My cock twitched, ready to burst any second.
"Chuuup... hmm... does it feel good?"
"Yeah. Your blowjob service is the best, dea."
"This is your weak spot, isn’t it?"
dea gripped my cock firmly with both hands.
Then she rapidly licked the sensitive spot behind the cockhead with her tongue.
"Ooooh..."
An intense sensation shot through my cock.
It twitched instinctively, but her hands held it firmly in place.
Lick, lick, lick
Getting that sensitive spot relentlessly teased drove crazy.
It was a thrilling sensation beyond just feeling good.
A different kind of pleasure shot up my spine.
"Mmm..."
How long did she tornt my cock like that?
dea then took my cock deep into her mouth.
Her skilled mouth felt like it was sucking my cock right in.
"Mmm, mmp, ugh, ugh!"
She shook her head quickly, intensifying the stimulation.
The gentle pressure and the pleasure from her face moving up and down were incredible.
Blowjobs usually give more ntal satisfaction than physical, but dea’s mouth made my cock feel insanely good.
Her plump lips sucking my cock felt absolutely divine.
I could take this all day and never tire of it.
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"
dea’s blowjob beca even more rhythmic.
Her face moved so fast it was hard to believe, stroking my cock with precision.
’She’s insanely good. For soone who’s never been fucked, dea’s got the best technique for toying with a man cock. dea is more like a temptress than witch.’
It’s probably a good thing she’s a witch in a won-only village.
If a regular guy tasted this, he’d be addicted and never escape.
She’d probably be a queen with dozens of slaves in an SM club.
"Huu."
dea, who’d been servicing my cock with her wet mouth, finally pulled away.
My cock, basking in bliss, was already leaking precum the mont it left her mouth.
It was that good—my cock was at peak arousal.
"...I can tell you’re holding back your cum on purpose."
dea glared at sharply. She wanted to finish this quickly and get back to her tasks.
My refusal to cum was clearly annoying her.
"Your blowjob’s just too good, dea."
"Didn’t I say I’m busy?"
dea sighed in exasperation.
Even her annoyed reactions are hot now.
A gorgeous woman like her, naked and clinging to , sucking my dick—what’s not to love?
"Ugh, thanks to you, I’m just getting better at these weird skills."
Muttering, dea climbed fully onto .
Her sexy legs lifted gracefully.
Like a ballerina, her movents were fluid.
With that elegant motion, dea wrapped her legs around my cock.
"Haaah!"
More precisely, she trapped my cock between her thigh and calf.
With my cock nestled in the crook of her knee, she closed her legs.
My cock was firmly locked between her soft, thick thighs and taut calves.
The pressure from her legs was anything but light.
Squeeeeze...!
It was stronger than being squeezed by breasts or a mouth.
Maybe even stronger than a tight hand grip.
’I’ve never experienced anything like this.’
Who would’ve thought she’d use her legs to trap my cock?
dea’s definitely a sadist.
"...Looks like even you’re pretty excited by this."
As she said, my heart was pounding wildly.
A mix of anticipation and nervousness for this new play.
dea stared at , then gently caressed my cockhead with her fingertips.
"Woooaah..."
A gasp of awe escaped involuntarily.
The intense pressure from her legs gripping my cock, combined with her gentle touch on my cockhead, was unbearable.
"Looks like you’re enjoying it."
dea’s teasing didn’t stop there.
One hand tickled my nipple lightly.
The other nipple she licked with her tongue.
Amid the pleasure flooding my cock, another layer of ecstasy hit .
My hips bucked involuntarily from the thrill.
"Khh... dea..."
"Stop whining and cum already."
dea rubbed the slit of my cockhead vigorously with her thumb.
My thighs and hips tensed instantly.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t hold back—I didn’t want to. The urge to cum surged to the tip of my cock.
Splurt! Gush! Gushhh! Splurtt!!!
My cock throbbed, unloading thick white cum.
It was a powerful release, shooting out multiple tis.
"...So much cum every ti. What kind of cock is this?"
dea released her legs and gently stroked my cock.
The remaining cum that hadn’t fully co out flowed freely.
She sucked up the spilled cum, cleaning my cock thoroughly before ending the service.
"Huuu."
I let out a deep sigh.
Is it just that a man can’t help but be drawn to a woman who pleasures him?
Her soft body against mine felt so lovable.
"...Satisfied?"
"Yeah, that was amazing."
Without thinking, I reached out and placed my hand on dea’s head.
Realizing my mistake, I went ahead and patted her, praising her.
"You’re incredible, dea. This ti, even I couldn’t hold out."
"...I see."
Twitch!
dea’s shoulder flinched sharply.
Surprised by the rare reaction, I looked at her, and a familiar ssage popped up.
[Witch dea’s Psychology: Need for Recognition, Craving for Praise]
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"Haa..."
dea closed the door and left the room.
She walked down the hallway but suddenly stopped, touching her head.
’...It’s been a while since soone patted my head.’
It wasn’t a particularly aningful gesture.
That man probably didn’t do it with any grand intention.
Just an instinctive action.
Done out of pleasure and satisfaction, nothing more.
It’s no different from a drunk woman joking around.
It’s definitely just that...
’My heart...’
She placed her hand over her chest, clenching her fist.
She tried to suppress her rising body heat and quickening heartbeat.
Honestly, dea was quite surprised herself.
Surprised that she was experiencing such an emotional shift.
’Lady Circe used to... not often, but sotis pat my head.’
dea lost her mother at birth.
It was Circe who adopted and raised her.
But Circe was the great witch leading her clan.
Raising a child unprepared, especially while grieving a friend’s death, wasn’t easy.
Circe did her best to care for dea.
Still, she couldn’t fully replace a mother, and dea felt a bit of loneliness.
Did that loneliness transform into another emotion?
dea found imnse joy in Circe’s praise.
Especially when she gently patted her head.
In her childhood, that was her greatest happiness.
As an adult, those monts faded, but...
It seems she hasn’t forgotten those feelings.
It’s probably what humans call a ’complex.’
But to think she’d feel it from that perverted man.
From Circe’s husband, of all people—she never imagined it.
"...Get a grip."
Muttering to herself, dea tried to shake off the feeling.
It was just surprise at an unexpected action and reaction.
Convincing herself of that, she carefully resud walking.
Her flushed white cheeks didn’t cool down easily.
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"Hmm, this should do."
Lately, I’ve been focusing on making magic tools.
Not tools for daily life or combat.
Other witches are far better at those.
I’m focusing on sex tools.
Plainly speaking, adult toys.
’This world hasn’t developed adult toys much.’
At best, there are rigid dildos or massage oils.
Despite the highly advanced magic that could make so much more.
After much thought, I decided to make them myself.
I’ve always thought it’d be nice to have them.
They’re effective for training won.
Back ho, I gave up due to technical and resource limitations.
’I didn’t feel a strong need for it either.’
Seducing maids was for fleeting fun.
They knew it was more play than love.
But coming to the witch village changed things.
Now I need to properly ’ta’ won.
The more tools for training, the better.
"The aphrodisiac and gel are almost done. Ti to make other stuff."
There are plenty of training tools I want to make.
Dildos, eggs, restraints, ball gags, blindfolds, whips, and more.
If I’m honest, I lean toward S, so making these is pretty fun.
"This should be good for sex."
The witches’ technology and materials are incredible.
I can actually make things that were just fantasies in human society.
"Now, who to test these on?"
Actually, the first test subject is pretty much decided.
It’s only natural to give such gifts to my wife first, right?
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