Chapter 376 – #81_Countess(3)
#374
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“Mr. Siwoo, does it feel good?”
The Count got off the bed and showed his face to Siwoo, who was breathing roughly, asking the question.
It was an action that could only be done by someone who knew exactly what to do and how to excite a male.
“Hehe, look. So much came out.”
The Count’s face was covered with baby seeds that had risen against gravity.
The combination of her elegant appearance and the male fluid created a scene more erotic than any makeup.
Countess Yesod flicked her fingers to wash away the semen on her face and hands.
“You shouldn’t cum when I’ve only breathed on you.”
Then, she smiled seductively and scolded Siwoo.
Watching Siwoo, who was out of his mind from her mature technique, made her love grow more and more.
She had completely tamed a male with such a masculine body using only her hands.
Somehow, she wanted to keep teasing him?
Just like when she subtly teased him in class before, she wanted to see him fidgeting.
“I’m sorry, I should have said something…”
“What are you sorry for?”
“That… on your face, Countess…”
Unable to continue speaking due to embarrassment, he was panting as if he was holding something back.
He looked like he was dying to pounce but couldn’t.
Even though they hadn’t even started penetration, the Count felt her longing for Siwoo being resolved.
This was the sight she wanted to see.
“Hmm~ I’ll let it slide this time. But, shall we make a promise?”
“A promise…?”
“Yes, it’s going to be a problem if Mr. Siwoo keeps messing up my face like this.”
“What is it?”
“When you want to cum, you have to say ‘I want to cum~’. How about that? And you absolutely can’t cum until I allow it.”
“That’s…”
A troubled look appeared on Siwoo’s face.
For a man who values conquest to beg a woman, “I want to cum,” would be quite unsightly objectively.
But Lucy Yesod wanted the shame Siwoo would feel in the process of making himself look unsightly.
His appearance, trembling at every little prank of the Count, awakened the urge to keep tormenting him.
His face turning red as he held back his cum, then clumsily cumming, and then using that as an excuse to tease and punish him, making him look troubled…
She wanted to do that kind of erotic play.
“You’ll promise, right?”
“…Yes, well… a promise isn’t difficult.”
“Then, would you stand up first?”
“Yes.”
Siwoo stood on the sofa as the Count instructed.
“Now, put your hands behind your back.”
“I did.”
He put his hands behind his back as told.
Thanks to that, his body with its dazzling muscles, like a prominent Greek sculpture, and his erect member stood out.
“I’ll do what you couldn’t receive earlier. You have to stay still, okay?”
“I understand.”
It wasn’t a very high sofa.
Moreover, since Countess Yesod was wearing heels, she had to bend over to give Siwoo oral sex.
“Even after cumming once, it’s like this…”
The Count, who was about to admire him without realizing it, glanced up at Siwoo and said.
“Hehe, Mr. Siwoo, you can’t cum just because my breath touches you like before. Understood?”
“Hoo, I understand that too.”
The Count turned her gaze back to his crotch.
Even though she had covered her face so much, a large amount of semen was stuck to his throbbing member and the area around it.
It was a natural consequence since he had shot upwards while lying down.
“Slurp…”
Siwoo looked down.
Countess Yesod’s face, which had been carefully examining Siwoo’s member, got closer to his groin.
A long tongue gently scraped the semen scattered on Siwoo’s lower abdomen and around it before his penis.
It probably didn’t taste good, but she didn’t even flinch.
“Ugh…!”
“Oh my?”
A sensation that was between ticklishness and pleasure.
The Count, who smiled at his throbbing penis even though she hadn’t touched it, gently grabbed Siwoo’s balls with one hand while bending over.
“Chomp…”
As the Count’s lips softly engulfed his glans, Siwoo had to hold back a groan.
What was this sensation?
He had vaguely noticed that the Count’s lips were plump when they kissed.
They weren’t thick enough to be burdensome on the outside, but the thickness and cushioning felt when they were gently bitten inside and out were no joke.
However, Siwoo lacked the imagination to know what it would feel like to have those lips wrap around his penis.
“Slurp, smack… hmm…”
The Count, who was caressing only the front of his glans as if sucking on candy, moved back and forth.
The sensation was so different that it made him wonder what the oral sex he had received so far was.
It was a strange sensation, as if he had inserted it into another hole, not the front or the back.
As the lip gloss that adorned the Count’s lips slowly melted due to saliva and heat, a rose-like red ring appeared on Siwoo’s penis shaft.
As the Count slowly deepened the oral sex, the position of the ring also moved down, which was also incredibly erotic.
-Slurp, boop…! Slurp…! Sluuuurp…!
The Count’s tongue, which was cleaning Siwoo’s penis while tilting her head, swirled around his glans.
At the same time, her hand, which was supporting his heavy balls, was leisurely fondling them.
The combination of the subtle sense of crisis and pleasure that came from handing over one’s weakness to another person was so good that it made his spine tingle.
“How is it, Mr. Siwoo?”
“It’s insane…”
“You must never forget our promise. I’ll continue. Haap…”
Seeing how many times she emphasized it, Countess Yesod seemed to want to hear him say he wanted to cum for some reason.
But right now, he didn’t have the luxury to pay attention to every detail.
The penis shaft, which had a much duller sensation than the glans.
The sensation of her lips and tongue, which were sticking to the side of that shaft, was delivering a fantastic pleasure.
He never imagined that the elegant Count, who had been constantly teasing Siwoo’s penis, would be hiding such a secret weapon…
“Slurp… slurp… haa… chomp… smack…”
Perhaps it was uncomfortable to bend over and move her neck, the Count, who had let go of his balls, firmly grabbed Siwoo’s buttocks.
Then, she moved back and forth, continuing the fellatio that felt like his soul was being sucked out.
The lip mark that had reached the middle of his penis.
The saliva, mixed with color and tinged with a light pink hue, dripped onto the sofa along her chin.
Perhaps she was also excited, or perhaps it was simply because the repetitive labor was tiring, but a faint blush was on her white cheeks.
He already wanted to cum.
Not to mention her skill, her lips, which he could believe were made for fellatio, and the mental pleasure of having his penis sucked by Countess Yesod, who was like Diana’s mother, made his second ejaculation come quickly.
But being born with a penis, saying “I want to cum!!!” also felt like a subtle psychological resistance…
It was the Count who raised the white flag first at Siwoo’s steadfastly enduring appearance.
“Puhah… haa… haa…”
A difficult position that required her to wear heels and lean forward.
An awkward height.
The pain in her jaw from having to open her mouth wide to suck his large penis.
All of this was hard for Countess Yesod, but the most difficult thing was the lower abdomen that had started to throb unbearably.
She was going crazy wanting to do it with him quickly.
She wondered how much ecstasy she would feel if she inserted that thing…
She sucked his penis while thinking only of that.
She had tried rubbing her thighs as a temporary measure, but the pleasure was minimal.
She, who was as heated as she could be, gave up first.
The Count made Siwoo sit on the sofa.
“Haa… Mr. Siwoo, this is the last lesson.”
The Count untied the last tie around her waist.
At the same time, her naked body, wearing only a pair of panties and high heels, was revealed under the moonlight as her dress slipped off.
Even without considering the emphasized curves due to her heels, her legs were beautiful.
They were elegant and long, yet had the right amount of elasticity to feel soft, like her breasts.
From her slender waist to the excellent hip line that resembled porcelain.
It was a figure that seemed to personify the word femininity.
“I’ll take care of everything, so Mr. Siwoo can just sit still.”
By pulling the knot of her thong panties, Countess Yesod became completely naked.
The soft pubic hair, which she hadn’t seen earlier, was wet and revealed its presence.
-Click-clack
As if showing off her figure to Siwoo, the Count climbed onto the sofa.
“Oof…”
She squatted down on top of Siwoo as if she was urinating.
Due to the limitations of the position, her genitals were not clearly visible.
However, Countess Yesod possessed a pearl as lewd as her ripe body.
The protruding clitoris, which was visible even through her panties earlier, revealed its presence even from the position of looking down from above.
Her thighs were spread apart due to squatting, and the sticky labia that were spread apart dripped the honey of love onto Siwoo’s glans.
Even though they hadn’t even started penetration, a throbbing heat was transmitted to his penis.
“Like this, gently rubbing like this…”
The Count, who had reached between her legs, grabbed Siwoo’s member and gently rubbed it against her petals.
As it slid across her plump, mom-like pussy like a slide, the seductive softness and heat pleasantly stimulated the tip of his glans.
-Squish… squish… squish…
“Ugh…!”
“Haa… how is it? I got this wet while serving your member, Mr. Siwoo…”
The Count’s hungry widow pussy was accurately aimed at his penis, and the Count, who had placed her shoulders on Siwoo’s thighs to maintain a perfect balance, slowly lowered her hips.
“Mr. Siwoo… Mr. Siwoo… are you really going in…? I’m going to put it in…?”
As the Count’s voluptuous buttocks sank, a new world unfolded.
-Sluuurp!
The entrance of her vagina, which felt stiff even though it was so wet, and the glans that had finally succeeded in entering the palace after tearing through the dense barrier of the vaginal mucosa.
It was hotter than he had imagined.
It stuck more tightly than he had imagined.
It squeezed his penis as powerfully as when she sucked it with her mouth.
“Hic…!”
The Count let out a hiccup-like moan and straightened her back, shaking her body.
It was because his oversized penis had filled her belly mercilessly, even though it had only broken through the entrance.
“Ah, not yet… I’ve only put in… a little bit…!”
The Count was shocked, but instinctively began to move her hips.
She slowly lowered and raised her hips as if doing jumping jacks in a squatting position, swallowing his penis bit by bit.
-Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
“Haa… haa… haat… huh…”
“Wow, insane…”
The Count’s appearance, with her swaying breasts and vulgar posture, devouring a man, was the epitome of a harlot.
Along with that, Siwoo couldn’t help but be amazed by the trembling of her pussy flesh that wrapped around his penis more than he had imagined.
The Count’s soft pussy cushion, which had been swallowing his glans and gradually descending along his shaft, finally devoured the round boundary line that her lip gloss had left behind.
In other words, about 60% of his penis had slipped into her.
“Hehe, Mr. Siwoo’s member… I’ve eaten it… haa… haa…”
The Count, who was already sweating profusely, licked her lips and smiled.
“Does it feel good? How is it?”
The Count’s coquettish tone, which was much higher and mixed with a nasal sound than usual.
Did she need a separate answer to that?
“It’s the best.”
“Haa… then, shall we… move now?”
The Count’s hips were fully engaged.
