Chapter 17: Uninvited Guest? (+18)

I caressed Manaia’s back, using my fingers to trace a line down her spine. "This is just the beginning, my sweet Manaia," I whispered against her damp skin. Carefully, I lifted her from my face; her body still trembled with the last reverberations of her orgasm. I gently turned her, placing her on all fours on the straw bed. Her round, firm buttocks rose, opening like a beautiful flower, showing me her entire interior: her swollen, dripping pussy and her small asshole, like a chrysanthemum bud about to bloom. The sight was quite a spectacle to behold. The scent of sex and her arousal filled the air. I knelt behind her, my eyes fixed on her wet vagina, wide open and ready for me to keep devouring it. Manaia gasped a little, purring with happiness, utterly exhausted by pleasure. I lowered my head, and my tongue grazed her entrance, savoring the nectar that still flowed, making Manaia once again clench the bedsheets while biting her pillow, muffling her moans of pleasure. I loved seeing her try to control her moans, so I attacked her vagina even more intensely, devouring it, licking it, sucking it, kissing it, and even gently biting her buttocks. While I was focused on giving her pleasure, I felt someone approaching. My instincts were razor-sharp from these six years of combat. I activated [Hero’s Vision] and saw Lira approaching, tiptoeing, trying not to make a sound. Seeing her, I tried to look for more people, but I couldn’t see anyone else nearby. A malevolent smile spread across my face as I thought of something very amusing. I deactivated the [Silence] and [Camouflage] spells to allow Manaia’s voice to leak out. Immediately, I reactivated them, but in a different way: first, I surrounded Lira with those spells before activating them for Manaia and myself, covering the entire hut. Manaia couldn’t see Lira, but Lira could enjoy the whole show. "Ahh... Jax...!" Manaia moaned loudly, her voice defeated as she could no longer hold back her screams. She stopped containing herself and continued moaning with all her might. I began to lick her with even greater intensity, my tongue and lips circling her clitoris with deep suction, while my fingers explored her entrance, sliding in and out, preparing her even more. "Fuck, yes...! Like that, more, Jax, more!" she cried, her body arched, lifting her hips towards my mouth. "Oh, yes! Devour me! Devour your whore, Jax!" Her words ignited the fire within me, making me accelerate the rhythm even more. My fingers moved skillfully inside her, feeling how she contracted around me with each lick. Her moans transformed into broken cries; her hips trembled intensely, as if convulsing, but her voice was filled with pleasure and desire, without the slightest intention of asking me to stop. "Don’t stop! Like that! Deeper, those fingers! Ahhh! I’m going to come again...!" The suction and friction intensified, pushing her to the edge once more. Her body tensed, and with one last piercing scream, she arched completely, drenching my fingers and mouth with a fresh wave of hot fluid. She collapsed back onto the bed, trembling, utterly spent. Her ass lifted in the air, her open vagina dripping with honey, her head buried in the pillows, panting heavily, gasping for air as she was completely out of breath. In the corner, making no sound, Lira covered her mouth to stifle any noise that might alert us. She didn’t know she was covered by my spell and that Manaia wouldn’t be able to hear her, but I could see her clearly and hear her. "Mistress.... What is he doing to her...? I know this is how babies are made, but the mistress’s face looks like she’s really enjoying it... What is this?" Lira lowered her hand, sliding it under her skirt, feeling that she was completely soaked... I rose slightly, breathing heavily, as she tried to catch her breath. "You can’t sleep yet, my love," I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. Manaia could barely open her eyes, her eyelids heavy with pleasure. As if I were just adjusting her, I turned her body so Manaia’s face was towards Lira. I wanted her to see the depravity in her mistress’s gaze and the intense pleasure she felt being penetrated by my big, hot dick. Without hesitation, I pressed my penis against her entrance. After two orgasms, she was completely ready and lubricated, so I entered slowly, savoring the pressure I felt around my penis. Her entrance was very tight, which surprised me, but little by little, I managed to get it all the way in. Just as slowly, so as not to hurt her, I began to pull out, and when I looked at my penis, I understood everything... She’s a virgin...! HOLY HEAVEN! A MILF, almost a GILF, completely untouched. What a true delight! I felt very honored to be her first man, so I had to be even more careful. I didn’t want to ruin her experience and traumatize her. Very carefully, I slid inside her, paying attention to her moans. At the slightest hint of pain, I would stop, but her body, though exhausted, opened to receive me, and she let out a soft groan of acceptance. "Jax..." she could barely articulate. I began to move slowly at first, a gentle, steady rhythm for her to get used to, but Manaia gradually began to sway her hips to my rhythm. Seeing her ecstatic face, I increased my speed. With each thrust, her back arched, her buttocks gently hitting my pelvis. I kept increasing my speed, and the strokes became deeper; the sound of flesh against flesh was almost hypnotic. My hands rested on her hips, guiding her, controlling the rhythm. "Ah...! Yes...! Like that...! J-Jax...!" Her moans were more subtle now, a mix of pleasure and exhaustion. I gave her a soft spank; the sound echoed in the hut. "This is yours, Manaia. All yours." As I sped up, and Manaia’s face became covered in saliva, her mouth open and tongue out like a bitch in heat, Lira began to move her hand between her legs to pleasure herself, carefully covering her mouth to stifle her moans.