Devouring the Hero's Family

Chapter 180: Submitting To Fingers

‘Hmm, this feels amazing.’

A beautiful blonde noblewoman was pleasuring me in the open air.

To top it off, she was the owner of this estate and the mother of three children.

Seeing such a woman, collared, naked, and with her face buried between my legs, was an incredible sight.

Her large hips slightly twitched as she bent over.

No man could resist being satisfied by such a view.

“Sluurp…! Lick…! Slurp…!”

It had started half as blackmail and coercion.

But Priscilla was performing the fellatio quite eagerly.

Her obscene body, already unable to be satisfied by mere masturbation, was in a heightened state of arousal.

Sniffing my cock in such a state only made her more excited.

Even as she sucked, her pussy was dripping with juices.

‘The defiant gaze she throws up at me is just perfect.’

My cock was covered in cum and Amy’s pussy juices.

Priscilla was inadvertently cleaning it up as well.

But even that, for the current Priscilla, was an exciting fragrance that aroused her body further.

“Do you think you can make me cum like this?”

But aside from her overwhelming chest and pelvic line, her technique was certainly lacking.

I often get that feeling with her.

I’d already climaxed three times.

And after thoroughly enjoying Amy’s service.

It wasn’t like Priscilla was bad at it.

But after multiple times, it’s hard for fellatio to be stimulating enough.

The women I dealt with now were all skilled enough to melt a man with just their tongue.

Of course, I was the only one who got to taste that.

“You saw what Amy did earlier, right? Try doing it like that.”

Priscilla’s body flinched at my words.

Amy’s fellatio skills couldn’t even be compared to Ryuz or Lorein.

She sucked my cock almost every day, and her experience had made her skill so impressive even I was amazed.

She knew exactly where and how to lick to make a man feel good.

She was an outstanding pussy maid who knew it all.

It was impossible for a still-immature Priscilla to perform such a fellatio.

After watching it directly in front of her, she must have realized how amazing that technique was as a fellow woman.

‘It’s ironic that the youngest, Amy, is the most skilled, while the mother of three, Priscilla, is still inexperienced.’

Priscilla focused on sucking the tip of my cock, then finally asked.

“Puh! How should I do it?”

Had she decided she couldn’t satisfy me with her own skills alone?

Priscilla finally swallowed her pride and asked me.

Her submissive attitude made me chuckle.

It meant she was that desperate for the pleasure I could give her.

Priscilla’s body already exuded the intense scent unique to a woman in heat.

“You don’t just suck, you use your tongue too.”

“Tongue?”

“Yes, lick my balls and the shaft as well. And when you suck, use your tongue to poke into the urethra as if you’re teasing it.”

It felt strange to be teaching something like this to a much older married woman.

Was it because the women I’d slept with so far were younger?

They seemed to instinctively figure out how to suck based on my reactions.

Of course, I wasn’t complaining about this method either.

It just meant I could shape the older Priscilla to my taste.

“Uhm…”

Priscilla looked reluctant, but she did as I instructed.

And much more skillfully than I expected.

She rolled my balls around in her mouth, licked up the shaft with her tongue.

She held my cock with both hands and focused on licking the tip.

‘Oh, this is pretty good.’

She must’ve really been paying attention to Amy’s fellatio.

There were still many awkward parts.

But she was making an effort to copy Amy’s technique.

Eventually, she was sucking my cock while gently fondling my balls with her hand.

“Mm, slurp! Slurp…!”

Priscilla was eagerly stimulating my cock as if trying to pull it out.

But it still wasn’t enough to make me cum.

To be honest, I was intentionally holding back.

After climaxing multiple times with Amy, it wasn’t difficult at all.

How long had she been sucking by then?

Priscilla finally pulled my cock out of her mouth.

“Haah

Her body, in heat and barely able to stand it.

After using her tongue and lips for the fellatio, her breathing became rough.

“W-When do you plan to cum?”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb. You’re purposely not cumming and enjoying watching me suck your cock.”

It seemed even Priscilla couldn’t help but notice if I dragged it out this long.

I decided to be more shameless about it.

“So what if I am?”

“What, what?”

“When I touch your pussy, could you hold back your orgasm as freely as I do?”

Priscilla’s lips clamped shut.

Just a light touch to her pussy made Priscilla scream out.

The overwhelming pleasure made it impossible for her to control her body.

Priscilla had always been led by me, begging me to either make her cum or stop.

Hold back an orgasm?

That was unimaginable for her.

“I let you experience pleasure that intense. Isn’t it only fair that you try at least half as hard?”

“That’s… such a ridiculous…”

“Or, you could make me feel like cumming instead.”

“Hiik!”

Flinch!

I gently stroked Priscilla’s thigh.

The lightest touch, just barely away from her pussy.

I could feel Priscilla’s body tense, her pussy tightening.

“H

“You don’t need to work so hard, Priscilla. You could just use your sexy body to tempt any man, and they wouldn’t be able to hold back.”

“I-I’m a mother… even my age, compared to my daughters, there’s nothing attractive…”

“What are you talking about? These soft, heavy breasts, your big hips and thighs. They’re all part of Priscilla’s charm.”

My hand moved slowly upward.

Now, I was gently stroking just beside her pussy lips.

Priscilla’s pussy began leaking juices from the subtle stimulation.

“Haah… huu… hnn… s-stop…”

“Are you sure you want me to stop?”

I teasingly touched only the parts that provided mild pleasure.

Each time I did, Priscilla’s thighs and hips trembled.

Her pussy quivered, craving pleasure every time my hand grazed her.

It was as if her body was begging for more, arching like a bow.

Her pussy, burning hot, was obvious even to the naked eye.

“Ah, ah… p-please, now…”

Was it the frustration from only being touched in unsatisfying spots?

Priscilla grabbed my wrist with a face that looked like she was about to melt.

I knew what it meant.

But I still didn’t give her what she wanted.

“Ugh… huff… huuh…”

I continued to touch her in those unsatisfying places.

It was as if she were desperately trying to scratch an unreachable itch.

Her face was contorted with an expression of madness, unable to catch her breath.

The tremble that started from her hips had spread to her whole body.

“Aaah… n-not like that, please…”

Finally, Priscilla half-pleaded, almost in tears.

I inwardly smiled in satisfaction and teased her even more.

“When you say it like that, I don’t know what you want. Say it properly.”

“Haa… please… touch my pussy properly…”

Finally, Priscilla’s words of surrender came out.

I deliberately didn’t bring up the ‘bet.’

Her body had already been perfectly trained.

Her mind was almost completely submitted.

There was no need to push further.

Rather, making her forget everything but the pleasure was more effective.

To the point where, once she tasted it, she would never think of her husband again.

“That won’t do. Just whining won’t get you anything.”

“Aah… I’ll do whatever you say, even the fellatio… please…”

“You saw Amy earlier, right? Beg like she did. Like a bitch.”

It was an order she would never have obeyed under normal circumstances.

But now, Priscilla’s mind was filled with the overwhelming desire to cum.

With a dazed look, as if she were half-hypnotized.

Priscilla lay on the floor.

“Haah

In that state, she spread her pussy wide open with her own hands.

Honey-like fluid dripped from the wet pink folds.

Combined with her perfect, beautiful body.

The sight was so obscene, even I was in awe.

“Woof woof! Please… make me cum with your fingers… woof! Woof!”

Priscilla, spreading her pussy and begging for release, imitating a dog.

I hadn’t expected her to mimic a dog.

Wearing a collar and in a haze from the pleasure, maybe she had misunderstood the word ‘bitch.’

Of course, it was quite arousing, so I wasn’t complaining.

“Well done.”

I complimented her casually, then inserted my fingers into her pussy.

I didn’t push them in deeply right away.

Just enough for a few digits.

“Huuaaaah!”

But even that made Priscilla’s body shake as if she had been electrocuted.

Her pussy had become that sensitive from all the teasing.

“Your pussy is clinging to my fingers and won’t let go. Does it feel that good?”

“Y-yes! It feels so good, so please… faster…!”

Judging from how she spoke, she must’ve been in quite a hurry.

I chuckled and leisurely stroked her pussy.

“Ah… hng… t-that… aaah…!”

Priscilla, gasping and unable to form proper words.

But looking at that blissfully dazed expression.

I could tell exactly how she was feeling without hearing a word.

“Ugh… why does it feel so good when it’s you…”

“That’s because I’m just that good.”

It must have been a little confusing for Priscilla.

No matter how hard she went at it when masturbating, it never satisfied her.

Yet, even when I touched her gently, the pleasure was unbearable.

Priscilla had experienced sex with her husband many times before.

Knowing the pleasure of ordinary sex only made her question it more.

But more than that, her desire for pleasure had grown.

The satisfaction and happiness I gave her were incomparable to anything else.

“Haa… ahh… hnng…!”

“Even so, you’re feeling so much just from a little movement. Honestly, isn’t your talk about winning just an excuse? You just want to keep feeling this way, right?” ?

“N-no… ah… that’s not…”

“Of course it is.”

“Uwaaaaaah!”

I curled my fingers and lightly pressed against the walls of her vagina.

Even that made Priscilla buck her hips, lost in pleasure.

Her face completely melted.

Her slightly parted lips were slick with saliva.

If that wasn’t the face of a woman completely consumed by sex, what was?

Squish squish!

“Hng! Ah! W-wait! It’s too intense! I’m at my limit, so go a little slower…!”

“Your pussy doesn’t seem to care. It’s begging me to go harder.”

It wasn’t a joke—her vaginal walls clung tightly to my fingers.

As if it were alive, it squirmed, pleading for more stimulation.

‘Priscilla has quite the pussy too. The moment I penetrate, it’s going to clamp down hard.’

Priscilla had fallen this far already.

A little more push, and she would fully submit.

“Ah…! Hnng…! Hnnng…!”

Priscilla writhed in pure ecstasy with every movement of my fingers.

That look was no different from the way Amy had panted in my arms earlier.