Chapter 194 – The Baron’S Play (21)
195. The Baron’s Play (21)
Though the Baron is often away on external business, he does, of course, spend a good amount of time at the Baron’s estate. Whenever he does, Trisha, worried that their secret rendezvous might be discovered, couldn’t come to my room that day.
But perhaps it wasn’t just me who found the rendezvous more thrilling because of its irregularity. The longer the periods we couldn’t meet, the more sticky and intense the lovemaking on the nights the Baron was away became.
“Ah… Ugh… Haa… Haa…”
Today, I was giving Trisha a massage, and she wasn’t wearing any underwear. The dress she had on was all crumpled around her waist.
In other words, the Baroness’s ample breasts and pussy were completely exposed to me. Perhaps it was because the fabric barely covered her navel, but it felt more lewd and masochistic than being completely naked. And as you could tell from the way her entire body glistened, Trisha’s entire body had already been kneaded like dough with my massage gel.
Her nipples, which had perked up from the caressing of her areolas, and her firm pussy lips were already slick with oil. There were still times when her body would tense up when I touched her pussy… Whenever that happened, I would gently stroke her thighs to distract her, and she would let out a soft moan, her tension easing slightly.
If she was giving her body to me without any resistance, of course, I would enjoy playing with her body. She didn’t wear underwear when I told her not to, and she pretended not to notice even when I openly stared at her wide-open backdoor… The intensity of the massage couldn’t help but increase rhythmically.
Squish, squish…♥
“Ugh. Haah… Hehe… Haa…!!”
“Relax and focus on the massage, Madam.”
Trisha, lying on her back, her slick, shiny legs wriggling this way and that, as if unable to bear the pleasure, even lifting her knees.
That was because I was using my middle finger to vigorously poke inside her pussy. Every time I poked, a perverted sound, ‘squish, squish♥,’ mixed with her fluids, filled the quiet room.
“Haaang. Hwaang…! Hic. Hngh…!”
Even with a man’s finger going in and out of her pussy, Trisha only panted and tightened her inner walls without any resistance. Just gently scratching what they call the G-spot was also part of the massage, wasn’t it?
There was nothing strange about it.
Squish… Squish, squish, squish…♥!!
“R-Raul…! I’m, I’m going to… H-hit. Hii… Wait…! Stop, the finger… Hyaaa!”
Pfft. Pfft, pfft…♥ Pfft, pfft…♥!!
In the end, the Baroness, panting heavily at my touch, reached a grand climax, squirting her juices. As I poked her pussy more vigorously during her climax, she reached even greater climaxes in succession.
Her legs thrashed wildly, and at the same time, a large amount of transparent fluids gushed out from inside, soaking my palm and soon dripping down, naturally dirtying my bedsheets.
At first, she had been bothered by dirtying my bed, but after I had continuously reassured her that I had spares, she now didn’t hesitate to ejaculate on the bed. If the person herself was okay with it, there was no need to keep backing away. Besides, scattering her fluids without any worries… It brought a considerable sense of liberation.
“Hic. Haa… Haa… Haa… Ugh… …Hic♥?!”
Swish, swish…
Already sensitive from the continuous climaxes, her slender neck twitched in various directions as I swirled my fingers around her plump pussy lips before she could even fully savor the afterglow.
“Hoo. Hoo…”
‘Gulp…’
Trisha, with her hand on her forehead, breathing heavily, her alluring body a mixture of massage gel and sweat, created a potent sensuality. The intense heat was directly reaching me.
“Hehe, Madam. You were really cute again this time.”
“………I’m kind of angry.”
Perhaps it was because I had been too relaxed and playful today, Trisha’s eyes, as she looked up at me, became hazy, and soon she pouted, muttering a sulky complaint that I could hear.
“Just a while ago, you were so vigorously, masturbating with my underwear…”
“T-that… That’s embarrassing.”
“……Hmph.”
Oh, how cute. It was like a lover throwing a tantrum…
Seeing Trisha use such suggestive language and pout so cutely, I could tell that she was quite immersed in our relationship. My lips twitched without me realizing it.
More than that, Trisha had to keep her promise.
“Madam, I’m getting ready to…”
“Ah…”
“As we talked about last time… I’d like you to do it with your mouth. You said you would, right?”
“…………”
As I made my lower body naked and sat on the edge of the bed, Trisha knelt on the floor and pressed her body between my legs, as she had always done. Her dress was still caught around her waist, exposing her breasts, and when she realized that I was staring intently at her large, erect nipples, she lowered the hand she had been about to raise to her shoulder to pull up her dress.
And in front of Trisha’s face, my huge, stiff cock proudly displayed its presence.
Trisha, blushing, first took my shaft in her hand and began to stroke it gently, as she had done before. After pondering for a while about what to do…
“……Um. B-blep.”
“Hah…”
She stuck out her tongue and began to gently lick up my shaft.
“Slurp. Slurp… Blep…”
Slow and sticky movements of her tongue.
Stimulating the entire shaft with her tongue was quite a meticulous task, but such movements only made me more impatient. But my worries were short-lived. Trisha, checking my reaction frequently, gradually became bolder and began to lick up my shaft with long strokes, like a cat.
“Um… Bleet. Bleeep… Herp…”
“Haa…”
Trisha, holding my shaft lightly with one hand and licking it with her tongue, was so cute that my heart melted. As I gently stroked her hair, as I would to a lover, she was initially flustered, but soon, the Baroness’s eyes, soaked in the pink mood, melted even more lovingly as she diligently licked my cock.
“Do the bottom too…”
Swish.
As I pulled my cock head myself, emphasizing the base of the shaft, she, who had been smearing my shaft with her saliva, briefly pulled her face away.
“………Chomp.”
Realizing my intention, Trisha, blushing, tilted her head towards my balls and kissed them. Then, with her lips still attached, she glanced up at me again, checking my reaction. As if asking if this was the right way to caress…
It seemed like she was trying this for the first time.
As I only panted lewdly with an excited expression, she, encouraged, continued her caresses in her own way.
She continued to kiss like a bird pecking, then bit the skin of my balls and sucked on them, and the intensity of her caresses quickly turned lewd. When I asked her to use her tongue, even more excited, she, obediently, circled her tongue around my balls, stimulating them with a sticky touch. And now, she was swallowing my balls one by one, her mouth prettily puckering.
“Umm… Ugh…”
“Ung. Ung… Bep. E-bep… Slurp. Slurp… Chomp, chomp… Chomp, chomp, chomp…”
Perhaps it was because she was diligently nibbling on something with a soft texture that I instinctively felt a sense of stability. It had already been over ten minutes since she started caressing my lower parts, but Trisha still showed no intention of stopping, and with her eyes comfortably closed, she was happily sucking on my balls, which were filled with masculine scent.
Seeing her comfortable expression, I didn’t feel like interrupting, so I ended up letting her caress me while I pulled on my shaft for a while.
Once the surface of my balls was coated with Trisha’s sticky saliva, she, having finished caressing them, brought her lips to the tip of my cock to start giving me a blowjob.
“……Chomp. Slurp. Ung…”
Her glans, which had been peeled back by her hand movements, and the glans, which was dripping with pre-cum from excitement, were met with her lips, and she swallowed it all at once. Soon, the tongue inside her mouth tapped on my glans, naturally pushing her saliva in.
“Oop. Oob… Oop…!”
Then, she began to move her neck back and forth slowly, giving me a blowjob.
“Haaa…”
The sticky sensation of her saliva and tongue, the warmth of the Baroness’s mouth, the stimulation I felt every time her teeth lightly grazed my shaft, and the large amount of saliva that slipped out between her lips and dripped down to my balls…
It felt so good.
Of course, she wasn’t shoving it all the way down her throat, as big as my cock was, but even this much was more than satisfactory.
Swish, swish…
Moved by the moment, I gently stroked her hair, as I would to other women.
“Hoo, hoo… …Chub. Slurp…! Chub, bub. Slurp!”
Her eyes softened at this, and as if responding to my expectations, she sucked my cock even more diligently. Later, just like she had stimulated my balls, she began to suck on my shaft, which was half-swallowed, making a slurping sound…
The Baroness’s face, with her eyes closed and my cock in her mouth, couldn’t have looked any cuter or more adorable.
How much time had passed?
“Hah. Haa…!”
Soon, Trisha moved her head more passionately, giving me a blowjob, and a tremendous sensation of ejaculation rushed in, along with a climax.
“Madam. I think I’m going to cum…!”
“Chub. Slurp, slurp… …Oop?! Blep…”
Trisha, flustered by my words, pulled her lips back, biting my glans. She rolled her eyes, not knowing what to do, and then gently wrapped her tongue around my urethral opening. Knowing my beastly amount of ejaculation, she was trying to weaken the stream of semen somehow… Ugh!
Unable to resist the sensation of her warm tongue sticking to me, I released a huge amount of semen into Trisha’s mouth.
Burrr… Burrr…!! Burrr!
“Oob…!”
The sticky white fluid spread everywhere, centered around Trisha’s tongue, and as always, her cheeks puffed up greatly. Some of it was inevitably swallowed, but Trisha turned her back to me and spat the semen she had been holding in her mouth into a pre-prepared bottle.
“Blep… Bleee… Phew… Please turn your head for a moment…”
“Yes…”
‘She’s… spitting out the semen?’
Seeing the Baroness spit out all the semen in her mouth, I knew that this was a very normal response, but due to the sexual life I had led until now, I felt a huge sense of incongruity.
Perhaps, given her personality, the option of eating my fluids like a beast in front of me was not an option. But seeing her spit it out like this was a first in my life in this world, and it was both refreshing and shocking.
Perhaps I couldn’t hide my mixed emotions on the outside either. As I looked at the scene with regret, Trisha, sensing my gaze, rolled her eyes and glanced at me.
“…!”
And soon, as if she had read my mind from my face, her thick eyelashes fluttered.
What a shame.
We ended this sticky rendezvous by tidying up our clothes. Still, she seemed very bothered by the bedsheets that were covered in her fluids, and the Baroness helped me change the sheets. As she did, she muttered cutely, her face flushed, that she should bring a towel or something next time.
After Trisha left, only a glass bottle containing my semen was left in the room. With the large amount of saliva she had spat out mixed in, it boasted an even more disgusting visual, with small bubbles forming here and there.
“Stella and Vivian would love this. Haa…”
There’s no servant as considerate as me.
The drowsiness that came after I had relieved myself of my semen.
Imagining them happily slurping juice with a straw in a fancy wine glass, I was able to fall asleep peacefully.
