While Others Cultivate, I Use My Multiverse System Chapter 218: Dearia (smut)

Chapter 218: Dearia (s.m.u.t)

"Calm down," Dearie whispered in my ear. "I'm not going anywhere, so there is no need to rush," her soft voice made my entire body tingle, at the same time as she started to slowly run her hand up and down my shaft.

We both still wore our clothes. Yet, even this barrier didn't stop me from feeling just how soft and warm Dearie was. The waves of the sweet air she breathed out filled my nose. The gentle yet already rapid beating of her heart was reverberating through my muscles.

Then, her hand started to move a bit quicker.

"Hey," Dearie raised her eyes on my face, "could we… kiss?" she asked, full of hesitation and worry. My excitement shoot through the roof.

"Come here," I said, unable to stop urges from taking better of me. I laid my hands on the girl's waist, before leaning over her face and going in for the strike.

The softness of her lips was beyond any human understanding. My lips started to melt, rather than to kiss. As s.h.i.+tty as it was to compare two girls, between Ayda's aggressive, deep kisses and Dearie's soft yet affectionate lips, I realized that I was actually leaning towards the latter.

During the very early foreplay, that is.

"That's not," Claudia moaned between the kisses, turning greedier and greedier with her lips. "That's not enough!" She wrapped her hands around my neck, pus.h.i.+ng her face even harder to me.

The sweet taste of her saliva mixed in my mouth, as our connection turned more and more risque. From rubbing our lips, we started to pry them open more and more, to the point where our tongues finally made contact.

A french kiss. Something that I was already used to from all the times I shared it with Ayda. Yet, the experience of Dearie's first, deep kiss was entirely different.

Rather than the burning pa.s.sion and obsessive possessiveness, she was full of anxiety, shyness, and affection.

"Is this what a desire to protect is?" I asked when our lips parted, only to instantly press forward and suck on Dearie's bottom lip.

"I don't know, I don't know," she moaned when my hand made its way towards her hip. Over the course of our kisses, our position somehow s.h.i.+fted. She was sitting deeply only lap, locking her legs behind my back. Her hand continued to slowly rub my junior, changing the pace in accordance to how our kisses varied in intensity.

This frail, little girl. Locked away for most of her life and now forced to either bear the child of some stranger or to take the burden of not only conquering but then uniting and managing an entire continent. In fact, due to my own selfishness, she was even deprived of this one choice she had.

And now she was willingly offering herself to me, showering me with gentle affection.

In such a situation, I wouldn't be a man if I wouldn't get excited beyond limits!

"Hey, I'm already prepared. Could we…?" I left my question open, bringing my hand up and gently rubbing Dearie's chin.

"Ah, I… Sure… But first," Dearie wiggled a little, startled by me bringing the game one notch higher. "I want to do something first." Claudia brought her hand to her lips, before lowering her eyes at my p.e.n.i.s. Seeing the curiosity br.i.m.m.i.n.g in her eyes, I almost let out a small laugh.

She was too adorable.

"Sure, it would be my pleasure," I said before encouraging the girl with a gentle smile.

At first, she untangled her legs and slid down from my lap. Then, after kneeling on the ground, she caught the edge of my pants before slowly pulling them down.

My p.e.n.i.s was already out, yet it was rather uncomfortable to have it held in place by the wrap of my pants. Now that it was freed of this chain, it instantly sprung up, almost hitting Dearie in her surprised face.

"Ah," her eyes instantly fixated on my tip, watching as it bounced here and there. Once my pants were all down, she reached forward, before grabbing my shaft with her hand. "It's even bigger than I thought," she said, either trying to stroke my ego or just being honest. In the end, I was a bit over the average, and I didn't know what to expect from the males of this world, so I had no way of discerning the truth.

That is, if I wasn't a witch. But that kind of abilities I already planned to save for later.

Here I go," Claudia announced after a few moments of just staring at my thing and trying to gather her courage. Her lips parted as if she wanted me to feed her. She pushed her tongue out, before gently touching it against my very tip.

"Ah!" Even something as small as this action was enough to send a s.h.i.+ver down my spine. But Dearie wasn't done.

After tracing just the tip of her glib tongue down my shroom, she then extended it a bit further and licked up with all of its available surface. It felt as if I was suddenly slapped by a pleasure beyond anything I expected. But rather than slowing down or at least letting me get used to the pleasure, as soon as she reached my shroom, rather than licking down, she pushed her head forward and wrapped her mouth around my c.o.c.k.

Then, she shoved it down her throat.

In no way I was prepared for this kind of development. Already surprised by her wish to blow me, I thought that she would at least start with kissing and licking it all over. And yet, here I was, with my b.a.l.l.s. .h.i.tting Dearie's chin as she desperately held herself against my hips to keep my entire length buried in her mouth.

"GHARK," Claudia suddenly pulled herself out, regaining the ability to breathe. In an instant, she had to fight to replenish the air in her lungs. Then, she sent a peculiar stare at my c.o.c.k again. A stare that sent yet another shrill down my spine. That's just how intense and longing it was.

"Hey, let's stop for a moment." I suddenly asked, rubbing the girl's head. "I want to help you prepare as well," lowering my hands, I grabbed Dearie underneath her shoulders before bringing her up and pus.h.i.+ng her down on the sofa. But rather than instantly trying to undress her, I started with a kiss.

Only when I could feel with my lips how the girl started to melt, did my hands move into action. At first, they caressed her waist, getting the girl used to my touch on her body. Then, I slipped them underneath her upper robe, getting her used to the direct, skin-on-skin contact.

Only after all of that, I finally ended my kiss, pus.h.i.+ng my entire body down. I made sure my hands accompanied me on this journey, carressing the part of Dearie that my head was moving above.

At first, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Even though they were still hidden under her robe, even playing them through the cloth was heavenly. But the joy was short-lived, as I moved even further down.

Once I got her stomach, I made sure to pull up her robe a bit, planting a kiss of mine on every spot of her naked skin.  Then, when I could see how Dearie started to wiggle in place from antic.i.p.ation, I hooked my chin against the wrap holding her lower skirt-like robes in place, finally revealing her soaking wet, secret garden to my eyes.

For some reason, she was spotless. Not a single strand of hair hid the beauty of her most important place.

"Let's have a taste," teasing the girl a bit with my words, I brought my lips to her expectant hole. Then, I gave her a lick. Pus.h.i.+ng my tongue between her v.a.g.i.n.al lips, I dragged it up, instantly going for her sweet spot.

Dearie trembled all around me, covering my head with her fleshy thighs. Unable to hear anything because of that, I continued to play around her most sensitive place, not giving her any time to rest.

After just a moment, I was so focused on Dearie's reaction that I no longer controlled my own motions. Whenever she would tremble a bit more intensely, I would intensity my own caressing. Whenever she would see a chance to take a breather, I would instantly change the tactics.

"No," Dearie suddenly muttered between the sweat moans that somehow made their way to my ears despite dearie's legs covering them. "I don't want alone, please, I… you," Dearie no longer could make any sense. Clearly on the edge, she could only silently whimper, constantly subjected to more and more of this pleasant torture.

"I take it that you are ready now," I said, pus.h.i.+ng my entire body up above the girl. When I was reaching down, I did it slowly and with great care. But when I moved up, I didn't waste any time.

The head of my p.e.n.i.s rubbed against Dearie's wet opening. As if she was secreting glue, as soon as my thing touched her down there once, it could no longer pull back. Even without my intervention, her p.u.s.s.y was guiding my p.e.n.i.s up.

"Yesh," Dearie moaned, barely capable of controlling her lips. Her eyelids were covering half of her eyes, while the other half could only brim from underneath the layer of tears.

"Then, here I go!" I took my time to lower myself over her, planting yet another kiss on her mouth. Once I felt that Dearie immersed herself in the intimacy, I moved my hips a bit to make sure the head of my junior was right where it should be…

Before I slammed my hips forward on a full-throttle, burying all of my lower self in the warmth on Dearie's insides!