Wisher Beware

I sighed as I woke up with a familiar yet new feeling. I opened my eyes, looked down, and, groaning, let my head fall back. Eyes closed once again.

“Irje?”

“Hmm?”

“What are you doing?”

“Nthn.”

I shivered from a new sensation caused by her voice.

“Uh-huh. So it has nothing to do with all the questions you’ve been asking yesterday?”

“Uh, nh uh.”

“You are doing great by the way. Very enjoyable.”

“Mmmmmmmh”

“You know. It makes me wonder.”

“Hmmm?”

“The last couple of days have been nothing but great. But today feels very special.”

“U wlkm.”

“Thank you Irje.” I continued. “Also out of character somewhat. Almost feels like you are planning something.”

“Ghk!”

“Ooh, that felt wonderful. But really you sure you aren't trying to get me into a certain mood or anything right?”

“Uhmmm. Nh.”

Damn. That head-shake hit the spot.

“Oh, please forgive me then for assuming. You know you’ve been very inquisitive yesterday after meeting Domina, I ended up making wrong assumptions.”

“Uhmmmmm.”

“Oh don't stop! I am almost there.” My hands grabbed her head, keeping her in place. I came softly, filling her mouth completely in a well-practised move. The last few days were rather quiet and Irje took it as an opportunity to ‘milk’ me daily. And, sometimes, even more often. She had quite a sweet tooth apparently.

I stretched languidly, cracking my eyes. She was enjoying her treat, looking guilty nevertheless.

“Go on. Spill it.”

“Um don't be mad?” She ventured.

“I am not mad, more amused. Really.” I said. “Unless it is something extremely heinous. Besides I got a very pleasant wake-up. I should at least listen to it.”

“Can I have the soap?” She blurted out quickly.

“Sure, it's in the chest,” I said cheekily.

“You prick! I meant the production, I want to lead it. You know you have other plans and it’s my chance!”

“So you decided to use the tongue skills I’ve taught you over the last two days. And then even asked about using your chest at the same time to make the experience even better?” I grinned at her, making her twitch. “That definitely did the trick, it's yours.”

“Oh, thank you!” She lunged at me with a hug, that I welcomed easily.

“I mean I would have given it to you if you just asked.” I mused, making her grow still in my embrace. “In fact. I would probably asked you yourself if you didn’t. But it’s definitely the wake up I’ve gotten that changed my mind.” I finished as she laughed.

“Oh? An here I thought I had to try harder. Maybe use some other tricks,” She mused, picking up on my teasing tone.

“Erm,” I swallowed shifting my eyes, it was my time to stumble. “Maybe I should think about this a bit more? It is an important decision.”

“Oh no! And how could I encourage you not to change your mind?” Irje followed along, grinding on my leg.

“But it’s not the mind you need to change.” I pushed us apart winking at her. “You see.” I glanced downward. “The mind is willing but the flesh is spongy and bruised.”

She followed my gaze and broke in laughter once again. Uproariously, with her head tilted up. It did wonderful things with her body.

“There is only one way for you to do it,” I said as she got a hold of herself. Pushing us just a bit more apart. “You got to be very gentle. In fact, you can’t touch it just yet.”

“What is it?”

“Remember that morning when I left you high and needy?” I asked. She was sitting properly in my lap now facing me. Her legs wrapped around my torso.

“Mmm-hmm,” She hummed, her eyes closed.

“I want you to show me what you did after.”

Her eyes popped open, face aflush, as I spread her legs apart. We were close enough that I could still feel her heat and smell her body, but too far to block the view.

She licked her lips and looked down once again. A small gap between our bodies separated our groins. Enough for her hands to reach. Enough for my shaft to touch when it gets hard once again.

Her breathing slowly picked up the pace. A hand shakily rose up and enveloped her breast, lifting it lightly. Pinching her aroused nipple. Hard. Harder. A moan escaped her lips.

It was the moments like this that I understood how resilient wer were. No wonder, that her entire repertoire consisted of rather aggressive sexual acts. It was also no wonder why she responded so well to my more gentle touch. Like a breeze of fresh air, full of warmth, that made even weathered seamen smile and reminisce in their childhood.

“Tell me what you thought,” I murmured to Irje, caressing her chin. A slight touch to the sensitive spots of her neck.

“I thought of that.” She gasped. “About your fingers. Roaming around my body. Showing me the things I have never felt before.”

A lick on her lips.

“Hoping for more.”

My hand mirrored hers. Occupying her other breast. My thumb pinched her nipple much harder than I used to. Irje sucked her breath, her eyes closed, lost in sensations. Her hips started rocking, picking up in speed when I, instead of pinching, rolled the nipple over my index finger.

“That! Just like that!” She groaned, her hand now mimicking mine.

Her other hand slid down her stomach. She was trying to grind sitting on top of me but my legs were spread apart, depriving her of the direct sensations she craved most. Worse, swaying on top of my lap spread her legs more, keeping her skin taut and pulling at her core, teasing it instead.

“Not like that.” My voice made her palm stop on top of her mound. “You are supposed to show me.”

Irje licked her lips, dry again from constant panting. Her palm spread apart showing the pink flesh between the fingers. The middle finger on her sensitive spot.

“Good girl.”

“I remembered your kisses,” Invigorated by my words, her tale resumed. “Touching me here. So annoyingly gently.”

She added another finger to the fray as both of them moved rapidly around her clit. Stimulating it. Her pussy responded to her ministrations readily filling the room with moist noises.

Her scent hit me as her juices started flowing down her legs, lubricating mine. My dick twitched in response as the rocking turned into sliding. My thighs savouring the sensation of slippery flesh gliding over them.

“I imagined your fingers on my opening.” Irje went on uninterrupted. Her twin fingers suddenly spread apart, opening her folds even wider. Giving me a glimpse past her entrance and making my dick rock hard from invitation alone. “Trailing the edges. I craved for your prick doing the same.”

“You are doing great. Feel that desire,” I murmured grabbing my shaft and carefully aiming it. My own desire burning hot, yearning for her flesh. “Imagine the feeling of my tip on your lips. Does it feel like this?” I continued as the tip of my dick touched her spread opening right between her fingers. Trailing around exactly as she said.

I couldn’t feel anything past the velvety hot touch on my crown. My heart beating hard in anticipation. Through our groins kiss, I could feel hers beating just as fast.

“Erf!” She cried trying to slam into me and hitting my palm. “Please!”

“Please, what?” I pulled on her nipple. My other hand gripped her hip, keeping us exactly apart for my tip to be only slightly inside. Holding us in place.

“Fuck me! I need you in me!”

My hand pulled hard. Smashing our groins with a wet slap. My shaft roughly impaling her body. Making her howl in pleasure, her entire body twitching. Her legs were painfully tight around my body. I heard the rumble through her room as every loose item around us slid closer.

“Like that?”

“Fuck! Yes! No! More!” Came a frenzied demand instead.

I grabbed her with both arms, easily pulling us away only to slam her back even harder. “Yesssss!” And again. “Fuck!” Again. “More!”

My lap, covered in Irje’s juices, offered no friction, allowing me to slide her around with ease. My arms moved non stop, pushing her out and smashing her back in, with a fast-paced rhythm. Irje didn’t slack off either. Her pelvis moved with my pace adding additional motions to our tantric dance. Her hand holding her stable, the other still clawing at her breast.

Her words quickly turned into grunts, then total gibberish filled with moans. But, in a moment of clarity, she looked at me, her eyes full of lust and greed. Her lips moving in a silent plea. A silent scream.

“Harder!”

My hands squeezed hard, squashing her butt. My fingers teasing her puckered hole. My legs lifting me up to slam into her as well in a mad frenzy.

She squealed from my grip, the pace unbroken. And pulled my face into hers. Claiming my lips. Her tongue conquering my mouth. Her hand grabbing hair. A shallow murmur between us.

“Harder.”

Her back hit the floor. Her legs on my shoulders. A hand close to her neck to brace her, and pierce her harder. Making her moan. Another on her breast again, pinching the nipple from upside down. Making her scream. My breath has been rugged for some time now, my lips drying up without Irje’s tongue to keep them moist.

“Har-”

I pushed her legs down to her face, folding her over. Her folds indecently lifted up into the air. Allowing me to rise and fall on them like a pile-driver pushing a beam into a freshly ploughed earth. My sweat dripped from my face and fell on her body. Mixing with hers. Our laboured breaths mixed together only to be drowned out by the wet slaps of our flesh. My groin on fire. My mind consumed with the desire to fill her. Claim her.

“-der.”

My hand pulled her legs together, squeezing her opening in turn. Pushing me closer to the edge. While she arched from new sensations, my other hand descended on her breast once more. I pinched and then pulled, dragging myself into her squealing mouth. Riding on my edge, I let my kiss linger, sheathing in her over and over. Basking in the feeling of her pliant body under me. Welcoming me. Giving me absolute control over her flesh.

Eventually, her eyes fluttered and focused on me.

I smiled at her, gave her a gentle peck without stopping our frenzy. And-

“Mine.”

Came into her.

I slammed myself tightly, filling her up with my seed. My body shuddering from the plethora of emotions. I felt her muscles coil around me as she came as well, her pussy trying to milk me as hard as her mouth did just recently. I saw her flat stomach bulge slightly from the overflowing cum until it eventually leaked out around us.

Irje unravelled under me like a vibrant flower welcoming the morning sun. The sweat beaded on her body like the morning dew. Her arms fell apart in quiet bliss as her legs slid off from me. I collapsed on top of her, still breathing hard. My head finding its personal favourite spot inside the volley of her chest.

We laid like this together. With me still sheathed inside. Slowly coming down from the rush of sex. Irje caught her breath quicker than I did but still twitched randomly as aftershocks hit her body with the echoes of past orgasms.

“You mean it?” She quietly whispered.

“Hmmm?” I hummed, my nose gently burrowed into her breast.

“That I am yours? Will you take care of me?” As her voice grew louder I could hear how broken it was.

I jerked upward, facing her, “Of course! What’s wrong?” my hands gently caressed her cheeks as I kissed her tears away.

She sniffed looking extremely fragile in my arms. Her hands grasping at me. “Promise me! That you won’t leave me.”

“I promise. Why would I ever do something like that?”

“No. Not like that. Promise me on the Divine Horns of Magic that you won't!”.

I quickly obliged her request as she held me tightly in her arms, still sniffling. I wasn’t sure how effective such promise was from the mouth of a murk but it mattered to her so I kept quiet.

“Alright. What is wrong?” I asked when she calmed down somewhat.

“Everything is! If someone told me I would be saying these things a few handfuls of days ago I would have scoffed at them. Called them mad. And yet here I am…” She chuckled ruefully. “Over these days you gave me the attention I didn’t know I missed. The knowledge that no one in Emanai had before. Even Domina praised me! And asked for my opinions! And you… Erf, every night has been bliss with you in my arms. I… I just don't want this to end… I don’t want to wake up from a dream like that.” Her voice started to crack again.

“And why would it end? It is just a beginning.” I gently said, my hand gently stroking her head, caressing her ears.

“Do you think I am blind? You come up with ideas that make Domina pay attention. A short meeting after and she is already planning to set up a new workshop! You head out gallivanting to the Primary Manor and return with a golden Gestr on your neck! There are only four people who have these. Four! And all of them are Matriarchs of their own Primary Manors themselves!”

Oh wow, Virnan got me saddled with quite a burden.

Irje continued, “I know this isn’t your limit. I know you will head out and do more. This is just a stepping stone within your path. Just one of many more. You will go on walking further with me left behind.”

“So, what is stopping you from walking with me?” I asked.

“If you haven’t noticed I don’t happen just to know the hidden mysteries of the world like some do,” She grumbled without heat.

“I appreciate a compliment, but so what?” She glanced at me, confusion in her eyes. “You said it yourself, a few days ago you had no idea how soap was made and now Domina herself is asking you for your input.”

“But, you taught me that.”

“Yes. And what makes you believe I would stop doing it?” I raised an eyebrow.

“It just means I, once again, depend on your gifts,” Irje murmured softly. Her hands caressing me in a hug.

“What is wrong with that? Is it wrong to depend on others, or you don’t trust me?” Seeing her shake her head I continued, “I depended on you myself, even today, you were simply faster. And I know that I will rely on you in the future. Same with knowledge, just like you, I didn’t invent any of the things I know. Just like you, I was given this knowledge. To deny that you can walk with me would be to deny that I, myself, am capable of walking.”

“Erf, how do you always know what to say to me…” She murmured, smiling. Hugging me close.

I nuzzled into her cheek, my mouth close to her ear. “Because I don’t want to see you sad. Because I don’t intend to leave you behind.”

I felt the heat coming to her face. I nuzzled closer, my breath tickling her, sending shivers down her body. “Because you are mine.”

“Mmmmm,” Irje moaned. Her fingers raked my back as her legs wrapped around me. She pulled my face away only to pull herself close and plant a deep kiss, our tongues entwined. “I am yours.”

She sighed as her hand slid downward, to where our bodies met. Where my shaft was still deep within her. Tracing the boundary between us.

“Joined together,” She murmured as she brought her fingers back, glazed with her juices and my seed. “Mmmmm!” She moaned as she licked them clean. “I would give more just to have this treat all the time.”

I closed my eyes. My ears burning hot from the obscene scene in front of me. Damn minx. I gritted my teeth as I made my decision, my balls bursting with heat.

“Ugh.” I pulled out from her with a wet pop, ignoring her arms trying to keep me close. She opened her mouth to say something but it was too late as I already descended near her head. My dick, slathered with our fluids right in front of her face. Making her go cross-eyed gazing at it.

My hands put her head in my lap, my intention clear. But I wasn’t relying on gestures this time.

“Clean it.”

As soon as the words left my mouth, she swallowed me whole. Her lips gentle touch at the base of my shaft in case I was sensitive. But firmly locked around it in case she would miss a spot.

“Good girl.”

Her tongue rolled along my entire length as my balls felt the pressure and heat. Irje wasn’t trying to stimulate me this time, her movements lacked purpose but to leave no spot untouched. Gently sucking to make sure I would stay inside. Swallowing any treat that she discovered.

I groaned as my hands stroked her hair. “Look at you swallowing my seed with such abandon. Where else would I find someone dedicated as you? Someone as beautiful as you. I am nowhere near done with you tonight-” I murmured making sure she kept at her task. Her face buried deep into my stomach, eyes closed. I continued, “-or in the future. Perhaps I should do daily reminders about whom you belong so that you won't have silly ideas. Hmm? What do you think, kitten?”

She moaned around my length as she tried to pull herself closer into my lap. The rest of her body squirming from my words.

“You would like that, hmm? Well, we will see what we can do then.” I mused.

My hands kept stroking her hair. Out of sheer curiosity, I decided to scratch behind her ears and received a flood of pleasant noises in return. She was just like a kitten lying in my lap, suckling on my semi-soft shaft. My dick was clean by now but she had no desire of letting it go. Content with its presence inside her mouth.

I showered her with words of affection and encouragement, slipping in a few promises for the future. Her presence was a bright spot in my current life, grounding me, keeping me satisfied and eager to face another day. There was no reason not to return the favour. Moreover, I knew myself and I knew that I was greedy enough to hold on to her and not let go. Which made her worries useless.

I sat there in my own bliss. My hands caressing her beautiful face, My eyes roaming along her seductive curves. My dick in wet heaven embraced by her tongue. Soft perpetual waves of suction keeping my sensations sharp. Irje’s lips and nose buried deep into my stomach bringing animalistic feelings of conquest within my mind. My balls buzzing with heat.

I felt it then. First deep inside of her, right where my crown was. Then my ears picked up the sound. My eyes wide open I glanced down on choking Irje. Her skin red hot almost down to her chest. Her hands around her neck. Strangling her breath, futilely trying to stop what she was doing.

Irje was purring.

Not in the figurative sense. But like an actual feline. As my mind briefly wondered how her larynx was developed my hands rushed to pull hers away.

“No! No no no, please don’t stop!” I begged as she shot me a betrayed look. “It is so beautiful! You have no idea how it sounds to my ears. How it feels!”

She looked at me full of suspicion.

“Does it feel bad?” I pressed, as she shook her head in silent denial. “It is wrong to do and would get you in trouble if anyone sees it?” A slight pause and blush but she shook her head again. “Were you surprised, or worried about my response?” a tiny nod.

I sighed looking down at her. Irje just laid there shooting me glances only to shy away a moment later. “Does it feel good for you?” Another, longer, pause followed by an even smaller nod. My hand caressed her. “Well I love it, would you be a good kitten and do this for me?” I moaned as her purring resumed. “Good girl.” Only to gasp as she giggled as well, the sensations of her throat playing havoc on my breathing.

We lay like this a bit longer, so that she could grow used to the feeling. I needed to calm my nerves as well. My hand kept stroking her in a leisurely fashion, scratching her ears once in a while. Irje kept suckling on my shaft as she was before. With the addition of a flesh vibrator teasing my tip non-stop. Her gentle swallowing noises mixed exquisitely with the soft rumble of her throat.

We were at peace.

Eventually, the heat inside my balls subsided, replaced by pressure and need.

“Irje,” I said.

“Hmmm?”

“You’ve been nothing but a great kitten all this morning. Showering me with your affection and obedience. There will be more in the future, but right now I will give you a treat for your exemplary behaviour.” I watched in satisfaction when her eyes zeroed in on my dick when I said treat.

I raised myself up, almost pulling out of her. “Are you ready for it?”

“Mmm-hmm!” Came an eager answer.

“Okay,” I murmured and licked my lips, getting ready myself. My hand grabbing my dick like a vice. “I want you to open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out. Don’t worry, there will be plenty.”

My dick popped out from the warm confines of her mouth but I kept the tip just above her open mouth. I watched in satisfaction as she positioned herself right below it, her tongue impatiently out. I groaned as the pressure spread across my body along with the faint feeling of release. My grip made sure that I wouldn’t shoot, however. Rivulets of cum flowed down into her open mouth. Her tongue easily guiding my seed inside.

I tried to hold myself back as she swallowed the first time, moaning in delight. I failed as her lips were stained white from overflowing pressure. I rubbed myself along them as if seeking entrance. Urging her to swallow. Only to fill her once again when she had done so.

With each interruption, I made a bigger mess on her face. My flow slow but unstoppable. Irje swallowed quicker no longer daring to savour the taste anymore. Sure that she would get a new batch as soon as she was done. That wasn’t fast enough to clean her face, however.

I watched entranced as she made bubbles with my cum splattered over her nose. Trying to breathe with a mouth full. How droplets of seed dripped from her chin only to land on the white mess over her breasts. Strands of viscous fluid stretched between her valley. I watched her choke, sending the deluge from her mouth down. Flowing like a white river down to her already glazed crotch.

I pushed my tip into her lips as she started swallowing nonstop. No time to savour, no need to taste. It was no longer about how delicious it was to her. She had a treat and she would take it all, unwilling to waste more.

A familiar suction welcomed my crown. The time to play around was over. Irje wasn’t receiving it anymore, she was demanding more, greedy for it all. I sighed, made sure that her lips were tight around my shaft and relaxed my hand. I could feel the pressure drain rapidly from me as Irje’s cheeks inflated. Her face a mess of a surprise. But where I failed she persevered. Rapidly swallowing, she quickly managed to meet my freakish backlog. My legs shook as I emptied once again inside of her, nanite modified amounts flowing down her throat nonstop.

The room was filled with my rapid panting and Irje’s loud swallows. Eventually, the pressure inside my nuts was replaced with a feeling of a suckling void. Almost identical to the feeling after holding your bladder for too long. I jerked leaving the final sputters into her mouth. I guess whatever was storing all this volume needed to recover and return back into a normal shape, just like an overly stretched bladder would.

I collapsed on the ground, wrung out and spent. Irje sat there in silence her eyed vacant, contemplating what just happened.

“Whoa. I mean. That was. A lot.” She eventually managed to piece it together.

“Yeah,” I croaked. “A lot. Too much I think. It would be out of service for the rest of the day. Remind me not to do that again.”

“Maybe I should make sure you don’t clog up like that again.” She mused. Her hands trailed her body, spreading my mess around. Like a person in front of the food, that they are unable to eat anymore, but unwilling to leave behind untouched.

“Har har.” I groused. Watching as she spread the goop around her nipple, amused. “Please don’t, it isn’t something that needs daily drainage.”

“If u shay sho.” She was already sucking on her breast. I took my words back, she was definitely able to eat more. She was just experimenting with a different plating for her food. My head hit the floor resigned. My eyes closed.

“So the Domina finally started moving?” I asked.

“Yesh.” Irje swallowed. “She had been using it herself all this time and was satisfied with its performance. Or so she said. She is willing to start the production for now and leave your secret ingredients as a later product. She would probably tell you all about it today,” her voice gained a satisfied timbre. “I just made my wishes known before that.”

“That you did.” I couldn’t stop a smile creeping on my face. “What did you suggest to her about the soap?”

Another set of slurping sounds stopped. “The prochesh ish shimple *gulp* you just need resources and a stirrer so it's easy to adjust later to make more. The potash is the main challenge. The consistency of it.” She elaborated making me nod. “I suggested making a large batch of it each time, that way once the concentration is known the rest can be used without problem.”

I smiled. “See? I knew you would pick up on that. And you were telling me that you were unable to keep up with me.” A hand reached out and patted my head. I cracked my eye open to see nearly clean Irje smiling down on me.

“You did.” She murmured warmly. “Now get up and get dressed, you will be summoned soon. I need to wash as well.”