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Trisha’s breath is coming faster, and her thighs tense to either side of me. There is an even smaller bud on her clit that I tease with my tongue, all while slipping my arm deeper into her. The texture of her canal is interesting, soft and pulsing yet ribbed. I’m sure that if I were her size—or she were mine—it would feel marvelous around my cock.
“What is that?” I hear her say in a breathy voice. I suck whole-heartedly on her clit, and this time, Trisha moans in response. I shove my arm deeper, and she clenches tightly around it. “Oh! Who’s there?”
“It is I,” I call out to her from under her nightgown, as I don’t like the worried tone in her voice. “Selvanar.”
I likely should not have done this, but I couldn’t resist. And now that I’m here, I don’t want to stop.
“Selvanar?!” She freezes, as if she’s afraid of squashing me. “What are you doing?”
“Well, hopefully pleasing you.” I give her clit another experimental lick, and she inhales sharply. “Does it feel all right?”
“Y-yes,” she says uncertainly. “I just didn’t expect… whatever it is you’re doing.”
I spread my hand inside her, feeling along her channel with my fingers. She gasps again and her body tenses.
“Is it a welcome or unwelcome surprise?” I ask, my other hand smoothing over her clit while I talk. “I will stop, if you want.”
“I mean, maybe you should have askedbeforehand.” But she doesn’t move or push me away. “But… it’s really nice.”
Nice?That is not generally what a male wants to hear. Annoyed, I bring her clitoris into my mouth again and suck hard, my tongue playing with that tiny bump. This is the most sensitive part of an already-sensitive part, and her reaction is my reward. She moans again, her hips jolting.
“Wow, that’s great.”
There we go. This is what I’m looking for.
I speed up with my mouth while my hand explores deeper. I run my palm along the top of her channel, searching for what might really rile her up. Trisha’s thighs shake to either side of me.
“Oh, amazing,” she mutters, and so I pet her in that same spot, passing my hand over it again and again while I suck and lick. She lets out a quiet cry, probably attempting not to wake up her sister, and I am a little disappointed that I can’t make her scream.
All it takes is another two minutes of feverishly lapping at her and petting her inside before Trisha is chanting my name.
“Selvanar, that’s so wonderful, please,please?—”
I’m not sure what she’s begging for, as I am not about to stop anytime soon, but I pump my hand faster and suck on her harder, and quite suddenly, her soft canal clamps down tight around me, so tight I almost can’t move my arm. A muffled cry fills the room and then liquid spills out of her throbbing cunt, trickling down my side. Even her clit is pulsing as she climaxes, and I’m immensely gratified by this outcome.
Gently, I pull my arm free, and Trisha sinks into the bed.
“Whoa,” she mutters, and I float up so I can land on her belly. Her beautiful face angles toward mine, and her lips turn up in a lazy smile. “That was pretty incredible, Selvanar.”
I smirk as pride rushes through me. “I’m glad I could please you.”
trisha
That was certainly more than justpleasingme. Pleasure is a fast-food burger when you’re toasted at 2 a.m., not whatever that just was. Truly a mind-blowing orgasm. Selvanar’s little mouth on my clit was like my air pulse toy but even more intense and focused. Definitely no human man has ever made me come so hard as this six-inch-tall fairy just did.
Not that I asked for it—I’m still shocked to have woken up that way—but I’m not dismayed, either. I think it means something. Does Selvanar… like me? Is that why he did it?
“What was that all about, anyway?” I ask the little fairy where he sits on my abdomen, his mouth wet and his cock fully alert. He casually plays with it while looking up at me.
“Hmm.” Even Selvanar looks a tad mystified by my question. “I’m not sure. It just called to me.” He licks his lips, like the memory makes him hungry. “I wanted to taste you. And you tasted marvelous.”
Marvelous?
“Oh. I see.” I’m not sure what to say to that. “Well, thank you. But next time we should talk about, like, boundaries first.”
Selvanar shrugs like such a discussion hardly interests him. “Whatever you wish. I will ask in the future.”
I guess that works.
