Chapter 1: Morning Domination with Astesia
Gupo, Guchu...
A soft, dull sound echoes from below the waist. Every time I hear that familiar lewd sound, my groggy morning mind awakens, conveying a heightened sensation that emanates more vividly from the groin area. The warmth of a welcoming mouth envelopes the shaft, providing a sensation of gentle and meticulous sucking.
Just that alone makes me desperately restrain the urge to climax as I move my right hand. With a stroke of gratitude for the her who is diligently pleasuring me, I caress their head, and our eyes meet with a contented upward gaze. A subtle movement of the body causes beautiful blue hair to brush against me and the distinctively pointed ears of the Liberi, bringing forth a faint pleasure once again.
Squelch, Guchu, Gupu...
"Oh no, at this rate, I'm going to ejaculate. The entire length of my manhood, from the base swallowed into the mouth to the tip, and the underside where every muscle is meticulously serviced, has pushed me to my limit.
In an effort to maintain some semblance of dignity, I subtly halt her actions and exchange morning greetings.
"Good morning, Astesia."
"Mmm... Ngh... Yes, good morning, Doctor."
Astesia releases my member from her mouth and offers a genteel smile. Her actions are so refined that it's hard to believe she was just pleasuring my genitalia so delightfully moments ago. Yet, her hand affectionately caresses my groin.
Checking the time, it's only six in the morning. There's ample time until work begins; it's perfect timing. Astesia, my lovely paramour, seems well aware of this as she casts a seductive glance my way.
Of course, given such a seductive invitation, there was no way I could resist.
"Come here."
"Thank you for the invitation, Doctor. What shall we do?"
With a sweet smile, Astesia eagerly climbs onto the bed. Straddling my hips while I lie down, my manhood disappears into the depths of her long, blue skirt. The smooth sensation against my groin must be her underwear. She sensually rubs against me through the fabric, and moisture begins to accumulate.
"Mmm... Ahh... ♡"
Her delicate and charming moans gently reverberate through the fresh morning air.
The nub-like protrusion rubbing against my glans must be Astesia's clitoris. Her pleasurable friction against my half-erect male form through the fabric of her panties is undeniably provocative, steadily eroding away at my self-control.
"May I lift it up?"
"Of course. Please do as you like, Doctor."
With permission granted, I gradually lift the obstructing fabric of her skirt, revealing the juncture between us. No matter how many times I do this, it always makes my heart race.
And there, before my eyes, rests a modest, elegant design of panties that befits Astesia, situated atop my grotesquely engorged member. The navy fabric adorned with white embroidery aligns perfectly with her image, serving as a direct hit to my particular fetish.
Well, of course I have a preference for these panties; after all, I chose them together with Astesia. It brings me great joy to see her wearing them like this.
"Oh, Doctor's gotten hard again. Hehe, it's not good to get excited just from looking at my panties, you naughty boy.
...Sorry, can I insert it now?"
I ask without any pretense. My eyes must have been bloodshot. Astesia smiles in response and shifts her panties aside.
Exposed is a well-groomed thicket of hair the same color as her hair. The dampness from her arousal glistens like morning dew on a field of Nemophila flowers, captivating my gaze. Hidden beneath the flowerbed, pulsating with life, is nothing other than her cute, erect pink pearl.
I prefer some hair rather than complete bareness. I can't help but admire Astesia for understanding my fetish, and I can playfully wrap it around my fingers without her getting mad. But for now, I hold her waist firmly, exercising restraint.
Squish.
The tip of my flesh spear makes contact with Astesia's entrance pussy. My significantly larger-than-average manhood is coated in her overflowing fluids, quickly preparing for penetration. I won't rush this; I don't want to burden her.
And then, as we synchronize our breaths, Astesia momentarily relaxes. I grasp her hips and, in one swift movement, plunge into her. The sensation of diving into her warm, wet depths and reaching the entrance to her innermost sanctum is electrifying.
"Mmm, nnn...! Doctor... ♡"
"Guuh, Astesia...!"
The pleasure is nearly overwhelming, and we hold onto each other, calling out each other's names.
It feels so good, so good. Explosive pleasure dominates my mind, and I can't stop the motion of our hips.
We've been together countless times, Astesia and I, yet her young astrologer's passage is nothing short of exquisite. No matter how many times I thrust, she remains incredibly tight, every fold and crevice wrapping around me in a tantalizing embrace. Just when it feels like she's hugging me cutely, as soon as she experiences pleasure, she tightens even more, refusing to let go. Her undulating inner walls seem tailor-made for me, and with each passing second, the time until orgasm draws nearer.
"Ah... that spot feels amazing... ♡"
We don't need forceful thrusts. We revel in the pleasure generated by our synchronized movements. This alone is stimulation enough to send us soaring to new heights.
A slight movement from Astesia adjusts the position where my glans touches. With a gentle kiss, my sensitive head is welcomed by the entrance of her womb. But for me, trapped by the ring-like entrance of her cervix, this gentle touch is hardly soothing amidst waves of intensified pleasure.
From the wake-up fellatio until now, I've held on as long as I can. But it's becoming impossible.
"No, I can't hold it anymore..."
"It's okay, Doctor...! Release your cum whenever you want. Feel good and release it... ♡"
Against my will, the impending ejaculation surges. Unfazed by my pitiful plea, Astesia fans the flames of my orgasm.
Seminal fluid rushes through the conduit. I can't hold back any longer. I muster the last remnants of my evaporating rationality, and with determination, withdraw my manhood from the cauldron of pleasure.
"I'm coming...!"
At the brink, I avoid ejaculating inside her and grasp my throbbing, precariously near explosion, fluid-coated member with my hand. I push the tip between Astesia's panties and her damp thicket, and with a pronounced squirt, release the pent-up semen onto her mound. The pulsating and squirting shaft, stimulated by the smooth fabric and ticklish sensation of her pubic hair, continues to enjoy pleasure in real-time. There's no sign of stopping.
"Doctor, you're ejaculating... Ah, no, I'm coming too... ♡ Ahh... ♡ Nnnngh!"
It seems Astesia has reached climax a beat after me. To reach the pinnacle while being dirtied by my lower abdomen... it's truly an honor for a man. As I witness her blissful face and tightly shut eyes, the euphoria of ejaculating while gazing at her lewd state is incomparable.
I continue to ejaculate for several seconds while observing her debauched state. Finally, my manhood subsides. When I extract my slightly downsized flesh spear, the navy lining of the panties has been thoroughly defiled by milky fluid, and the meticulously maintained flowerbed has been ravaged beyond recognition. I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt and an immense sense of conquest.
Amidst the post-climax panting filling the early morning room, Astesia wears a satisfied smile.
"Haah... Haah... Doctor, did you enjoy it this morning too?"
"Ah... As always, it was incredible. Thank you for the meal."
This was the routine for me and Astesia, every morning.
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