Delphine lay herself back on the table, her breath already uneven, glasses set aside, eyes hazy and desperate with pure, aching need. Her robe was discarded carelessly, leaving her gloriously nude, her soft, creamy skin glowing in the golden flicker of candlelight.
Her luscious ass was raised high, round and trembling, the curves gleaming with sweat and anticipation, begging to be touched, tasted, worshipped.
Aether stood behind her like a god of desire, his broad hands coated in warm, fragrant oil, glistening under the light. His face was calm, controlled, utterly focused—like a true master of sensual therapy, a professional massage expert whose hands knew how to unlock not just physical tension, but the deepest sexual hunger buried inside a woman's soul.
No words—just the rhythm of her ragged breathing, trembling moans she tried to suppress, and the slick, lewd sound of oil eting bare skin in slow, slippery rubs.
He began, as always, with professional grace.
His palms moved in slow, steady, circular motions across the delicate lines of her lower back, spreading heat and relaxation deep into her muscles. Her body twitched with every glide, as his expert fingers ignited every inch of her with aching warmth. Then, inch by inch, he slid lower... tracing the path of desire down to the base of her spine, until his thumbs began to knead the full, soft curves of her ass.
'Co on... faster... don't tease like this... touch deeper!' Delphine groaned inwardly, biting her lip hard to keep from saying it out loud.
He pressed down, spreading her cheeks slightly, letting the oil seep into the tight, warm valley between them. His motions were expert—deep, slow, deliberate strokes, each touch sculpting her flesh like she was made of velvet and fire.
He treated her ass as if it were the most precious artwork, sothing sacred to be moulded with reverence and raw lust.
"~hmm~"
Her soft buns jiggled under his grip, reacting to every movent of his hands. The muscles beneath tensed instinctively, then relaxed fully, lting under his skilled fingers. And finally... he parted her ass cheeks wider, deliberately slow... exposing two adorable, sensitive holes that twitched and ached for attention, already pulsing with need.
"You've stored a lot of tension here, Madam," Aether murmured with a smooth, dangerously seductive voice as he stared at her exposed holes, his breath warm as he blew gently over them. The cool air on her slick flesh made her shudder.
"I'll be thorough... Very thorough," he added, his voice laced with devilish calm as his fingers slid lower and deeper into the intimate crevice of her butt crack.
Delphine bit down on her lower lip so hard it almost bled, her whole body quivering with restrained moans. Her toes curled tight, and her fingers gripped the sheet beneath her like lifelines.
His hands moved with practiced rhythm, tracing soft circles along the rim of her asshole, massaging deeply on both sides. He pressed expertly into pressure points only soone deeply trained in sensual massage would know.
Then his thumb—slick with oil—pressed gently but firmly into her asshole.
Her hips jolted violently, a cry catching in her throat as the shock of pleasure ripped through her.
"Hmm~" she whimpered aloud, her voice quivering, when sothing finally entered her—sothing warm, slick, and possessive.
Her flower throbbed violently, an intense pulse of desire between her legs, as juices now flowed freely, dripping down the insides of her thighs in steady, shaless streams.
His other hand moved with precision, dragging waves of heat and oil along her inner thighs, fingers sliding so close to her slit—just brushing beside it, teasing the swollen, sensitive lips. The heat radiating from her pussy was unbearable. Her whole core pulsed, begging to be filled.
His fingers slowly rubbed along the outer lips, tracing their slick edges with expert finesse. That light teasing touch made her inner muscles clench hard, her asshole trembling in the air, as his thumb still circled her backdoor with hypnotic focus.
"This too..." he muttered thoughtfully, narrowing his eyes as he watched her body respond, "...looks extrely tense, Madam," he said with a straight, professional tone, though his voice held a sinful undercurrent. His eyes stayed glued to her glistening pussy, now dripping like a broken faucet, leaking with desperation.
Delphine's cheeks flared a deep pink. She was breathless and flushed, but she stayed in character, her voice rich with needy arrogance as she said, "Then relax it thoroughly this ti... Don't hold back..." She gave her ass a slow, deliberate sway, presenting herself even more shalessly.
Aether grinned subtly, barely keeping his own desires restrained. The demon inside him growled, clawing at the edge of his control. Still keeping his composure, he dipped his fingers down and slowly pushed one inside her soaking wet pussy.
"~ahmm~" Delphine moaned, her voice thick with lust, her body reacting instantly. She clenched hard, her asshole and pussy both tightening around the invading touch, her walls fluttering as Aether's finger slowly moved inside, deliberately stroking the pleasure points he knew too well.
"~Ahhh~mm~aahh~" she gasped, panting heavily as Aether fingered her holes with steady, precise skill, showing no hesitation, no rcy—only dedication to her release.
He poured even more oil onto his hands, letting it drip between her cheeks, over her thighs, into her pussy. His palms rubbed her everywhere, slippery and smooth, until her entire lower body felt hot, soaked, and incredibly open.
First one finger, then two... and then three.
Each one slid inside with expert timing, stretching her pussy and asshole inch by inch, forcing her to feel every bit of the pressure, the intensity, the erotic invasion.
"Aahhh~" Delphine cried out, her body thrashing slightly, her hips bucking. The inner stretch of both holes at once was overwhelming. She could barely take it. His fingers curled inside, working her clit with rhythmic, relentless pressure, rubbing deep within her, circling her walls, milking every ounce of pleasure out of her trembling form.
"You're so wet down here," Aether murmured in a low, approving voice, his fingers gliding through the nectar gushing from her cunt. "Your body's begging for this, isn't it?"
Delphine muttered helplessly, trying to in character, "H-How dare you...aahh~" her face buried in the sheets, drooling, trembling, her mind shattered by pleasure. Her entire being scread for release, her pussy soaked, stretched, and convulsing.
Then it hit.
"Ahh~ahh~it's CummmminnnnnnnnGGGgg~" she scread, her voice cracking as her orgasm exploded out of her in a violent wave. Her pussy squirted hard—like a bursting dam—spraying hot, sweet nectar on the table and sheets, soaking everything. Her hips spasd uncontrollably as waves of release rocked her.
Aether watched her co undone with silent satisfaction, his thumb never stopping its slow, insistent massage of her asshole, keeping her quivering and pulsing through the aftermath.
Drip... drip...
"~ha~ha~ha~" Delphine panted, gasping for air. Her entire body trembled, her voice a broken whisper of exhausted bliss. A week's worth of tension, lust, and aching need lted and disappeared in a matter of seconds.
This... this felt like heaven!!
Her thoughts blanked out. For a brief, perfect mont, she forgot everything. She only glowed in the aftermath of climax—her body soaked, her skin sticky with sweat and oil, and her pussy still dripping with thick, hot nectar.
Until,
"We aren't done, Madam. Turn around," Aether's voice echoed, deeper now, louder and firr, laced with an edge of dominance that sliced through the thick panting air.
Delphine's rolled-back eyes suddenly flinched at the shift in his tone. Her body was still trembling from her orgasm, but her lips curled into a grin as she obeyed, slowly turning over onto her back, her breath still uneven, her chest rising and falling like crashing waves.
"L-Look at you, ~ha~ all of a sudden acting like a brave on—" Her voice froze, the words dying in her throat the instant her gaze dropped.
Before her face stood a proud, towering dragon of flesh—Aether's cock.
So thick... so impossibly hard... so long and pulsing... veiny and majestic!!
Her pupils dilated in awe.
Her breath hitched.
Her pussy throbbed violently once again, twitching at the sight alone.
It was like a sacred wand of raw lust and power, srising her completely, commanding her attention, making her heart pound in her ears.
She raised her hand slowly, almost reverently, as if to reach for it, to worship it... but then—
"You are not allowed to touch , Madam," Aether warned smoothly, his tone darkly playful, standing right above her head, his cock looming just a breath away from her lips. His grin curled with devilish delight as she flinched in frustration.
She glanced up at his face—partially hidden behind the thick shaft of his cock—and saw the sa calm, professional smile. That smile of a man who knew exactly what he was doing.
"Custors aren't allowed to touch the workers," he said, cool and composed, like he was quoting from so invisible rulebook of eroticism.
Delphine blinked rapidly, stunned and aching. Her eyes bounced between his cock—glistening with dripping pre-cum—and his calm, almost innocent expression.
'Damn... my man is really good at this... dangerously good...'
She wasn't sure whether she should be proud of him or deeply, deeply worried. But one thing was certain—her pussy throbbed.
Hard... And that's all the answer her body needed.
Aether leaned forward slightly, his cock now just a single tantalizing inch away from her flushed face. The heat radiated from it like a living thing. She could feel it—could sll it. Her nostrils flared as she took in the heavy, masculine scent. The musk. The raw, murky arousal pouring off him. It made her swallow hard, her mouth dry, her lips twitching with need.
She wanted it. She needed it... To taste it, to devour it.
But he ignored her obvious ache, deliberately, like a man testing a pet's patience. He calmly reached for the oil again, pouring more into his hands. Then, without warning, he placed his warm palms on her full, heaving breasts.
His oiled hands slid over her chest like silk over fire, and slowly... deeply... began to knead her boobs, massaging them in smooth, circular motions. Every stroke squeezed the tension—and the sanity—right out of her.
anwhile, his cock moved with every rhythm of his body, swaying before her face like forbidden fruit. It danced just above her lips, the tip so close she could taste the salt in the air... but always out of reach. A perfect tease. A cruel temptation. Her eyes stayed locked onto it, lips parting, breath shaky. It was the only thing in her world.
'Please... just let have it... please...!'
She didn't speak it. But her eyes scread it.
Then—
"Hikk!" she yelped, her entire body jolting in shock.
Aether had suddenly pinched her nipples, fingers digging in to pull those hiding, inverted buds from their warm nests. The sudden stimulation struck like lightning, and a tiny climax rushed through her before she could even react. Her legs kicked slightly, and her thighs trembled.
Aether's grin deepened as he gazed at her now-exposed tips.
Those tender nipples stood large, flushed, trembling. He gently pinched and rolled them between his slick fingers, rubbing them with slow, focused attention, watching the way her body jerked, twitched, and reacted to his every calculated move.
"Hmm~" Delphine moaned, low and husky, her eyes never once leaving the cock so close to her face.
"Excuse ," Aether said softly, almost sweetly, before lowering himself even more.
Then his lips parted.
A soft, warm breath danced across her nipple... and then he suckled it.
Slurrrppp~
His mouth closed over her tip with gentle greed, sucking deeply, pulling the tender flesh between his lips while his tongue flicked and licked, coaxing even more sensitivity from her body.
"Hmmm~" Delphine moaned louder this ti, her voice broken, as her body shuddered violently. The hot, wet sensation of his mouth on her nipple sent waves of electricity crashing through her, while his cock continued to brush her lips with each movent—so close, so firm, its tip leaking pre-cum that now touched her skin.
That thick droplet rolled down her lip... She licked it. Gulped it. It tasted salty, thick, powerful. Like a sacred nectar.
Her tongue trembled.
She could barely hold herself back.
Her whole being scread to gulp his cock down her throat, to suck it dry, to taste the manhood that had been teasing her soul since the mont she laid eyes on it.
'Co on... just how much longer do I have to wait?!' she groaned inwardly, tears of lust brimming in her eyes. She was aching, burning, lting...
Still, Aether remained focused, patient, and cruel.
He kept working her nipples, one after another, switching between them, licking, sucking, tugging, pulling... while her moans grew louder, her hips twitched, her fingers clawed at the sheets beneath her.
Her pussy was soaked, her asshole still throbbing, her thighs glazed in juices... and yet the hunger only grew.
She was losing her mind... and he hadn't even let her taste him yet.
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