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The Gamer Chapter 662 – Siena Going Down
🕑 Added 2019-12-14 06:17:03 +0000 UTC
John changed his position a bit, while Siena pulled his pants off. Using the pillow and the headboard of the bed, he half sat, allowing him to look easily at his lap. Once she was through the pleasingly erotic display of nakedly opening his pants and tugging them down, he just pulled them into his inventory. Same for his shirt, there was no reason to deny Siena the eye candy that was his own muscular body. At least half of the motivation behind getting ripped was to be more attractive.
Too distracted by his dick, the moonshade elemental didn’t immediately notice either thing. “I have never looked at this thing so intensely,” she quietly said, grabbing it tightly with one hand. The idea of Siena, the sadistic Siena, lowering herself to sucking his cock already had it fully erect. Alone by the shape of her lips, he was already turned on. Given who she was and that his member would be the first her mouth touched in her entire lifetime, that just made him extra hard.
His perverted hope had been that she would be immediately taken in by the sight of his dick, but Siena had her reservations. Just because she had resolved to reward him like this didn’t mean that she was suddenly as into it as the rest of the harem. The hope was that the next minutes would show her why they were and give her every reason to follow the trend.
“Please don’t call my dick ‘this thing’,” John pleaded, his eyes only resting on her. As she had wanted, she had his undivided attention. It was quite easy. The hand that slowly pumped up and down his shaft, barely covering more than half of it at any point. Her gorgeous face, framed by the cascade of purple hair, with those moonlight eyes focused on his cock. The way she kneeled on the bed, with her upper body lowered and her ass raised.
John discovered that the current angle made him wish she didn’t have the tail. Although its curious curve was interesting to look at, the base being attached to the lower end of her spine meant that it blocked the view of the gap of her butt. What he saw of the round bubbles was still wonderful, but it wasn’t quite the same without the middle.
“Can you get rid of your tail?” he asked, having a shimmer of hope. It could have been like Salamander’s armour or just elemental clothes in general, an additional feature that was easily gotten rid of when desired.
After trying, not clearly knowing herself, Siena responded, “No. However, I can please you like this…” Her tail took a sharp turn, pressing closely to her body. By curving underneath her like that, John had almost full view of her shapely bottom again, what was still visible of the tail blocking out a little of her left cheek. It was a giant improvement – and he was compensated for the rest.
A smooth feeling caressed his balls. It was a bit alien at first, but he soon realized what it was and it was pleasant in the way the flexible surface slid over his most vulnerable part with such softness. It was like a rubber leaf with a will, gently weighing and massaging his sack.
The spade-shaped tip was more flexible than he had thought, just as he had underestimated the length of the tail. It had wrapped around and stretched under her all the way to his genitals. “Is this more to your liking, Master?” Siena purred, using the title just the slightest bit sarcastically.
John let her get away with it, mostly because she added a second hand to the handjob she was still giving him. “Yes,” he groaned, closing his eyes for a few seconds. It wasn’t as pleasurable as getting sucked off, but this was also the first handjob he was receiving from Siena that was more than a way to keep him on the edge.
When he opened them again, Siena had gotten very close to his iron-hard rod. “It doesn’t look pleasing, and yet…” She didn’t finish that sentence immediately, just let her sensual voice flow out naturally. “Your cock,” she made sure to pronounce the word carefully, “it is big. Mhm, I felt that before, when you fucked me… but seeing it so close is different…” He could feel her breath on his dick. “It doesn’t look pleasing, and yet… it makes me so horny.”
The truth of those words was written in her expression. Her lids were partially closed, her pupils dilated and her mouth agape, letting breath for panting breath escape. Every inhale was taken through the nose, however, and Siena shuddered.
“In the name of… your musk is intense…” she moaned, her hips wiggling. Through the Mandala Sphere, he saw her purple pussy drip several drops of her love juice. It had a silver hue to it, yet another quite unusual thing. “You take care of your smell, but this… this is…” Finally, her tongue appeared, covering her lower teeth as she leaned in. “…this is the smell of a man… no… of the man… of my John.”
He loved being referred that way. Possessiveness being displayed by his girls was just wonderful, even if it was just one word. It made this all feel so much more real. Even after a year, that he was sitting in a bed, put into a magical forest, about to get his dick sucked by a beautiful woman made from living darkness, sounded quite odd when summarized as what it was.
No part of his mind dared to question any of this though.
Siena hesitated shortly before her lips made contact. There was still a level of repulsion inside her, a natural disliking of the act. More than that, a nervousness to fail. When it came to sex, she wasn’t used to the possibility of ‘failing’. John could feel those thoughts rushing by.
“Kiss it,” he commanded. It was nothing more than encouragement, if she had really, truly been so sickened by the idea, she could have pulled out. John’s own thoughts still lay bare, letting her know that he was completely fine with that. It was all her choice, but he had in interest in her making the one to proceed.
Suddenly, she laughed. “Ah, hesitation should be beneath me,” she announced and then pressed her lips against the base of his cock. It was a quick kiss, vibrating with the moans of her reward, her hands still working the upper half and the tail massaging his balls. It was a full package of worship, especially once Siena returned for more and more kisses. “Ah, this texture…” she sighed between kisses. Every new smooch sounded wetter, sloppier. It was wonderful. “…it’s so hard. This is just so… satisfying. It’s so hot… Aaahhh…” A small shout of lust escaped her. “Oh, John, what have you done to me? I just can’t stop kissing it!”
The greatest part about hearing her say that was that he knew it wasn’t played. She was genuinely wondering, genuinely in love with him and genuinely feeling this way about him and his cock alone. A certainty that this wasn’t some suppressed blowjob slut in her, but a side to her that only existed for him.
She backed off a little, licked her lips, then looked at her still moving hands. They were covered in quite a bit of precum by now, especially the left one. Siena let go off of his dick and raised it to her face. Her tongue stretched out, quivering, as if she was about to taste something forbidden. When she finally reached the black skin of her hand, it didn’t take long for things to escalate. The careful touch of the tip of her tongue became a gasping lick across her palm, then a moaning sucking of her fingers. “Sho delishious,” she slurred, as she lapped it off her entire hand.
Just watching for a while, John leaned back. The lewd noises of her sucking her long fingers, one by one, and the caved in cheeks that came along with those motions, were pleasing enough for a while. Then, when she was just about done with her second hand, he cleared his throat, “You can have more, straight from the source.”
Siena’s eyes wandered down the now unattended dick. “Yessss,” she hissed, grabbing it with one hand down by the base. “You enjoy this a lot, John,” she noted as she got into position.
“How could I not?” was all he had to answer before he felt rather than saw her tongue touch his cock. Like her hand, the initial contact was reserved, but it lasted even shorter. Three long licks, she took up and down his shaft, then she jumped the final hurdle. Her soft lips wrapped around the head of his cock, and he groaned.
‘Oh God, finally,’ he thought. He would have lied if he said he hadn’t dreamt of this exact moment for months. It was every bit what he wanted it to be. Worse, it was much, much better. The inside of her mouth was a perfectly soothing cool, the feeling of stepping out of the summer sun into the shade, just as a breeze rolled by. Her tongue figured out all of his weak spots in seconds, likely utilizing knowledge she had from the other elementals. Whatever inhibitions a normal girl would have had, a gag reflex or just respect to the sheer size, Siena had none of them. Now that she had taken in the head, her psychological barriers were quickly crumbling. With bobbing and lightly rotating motions, she went deeper and deeper.
The reason why that was bad was that this was Siena. Sweet, sadistic Siena.
‘Oh, you enjoy this a loooot,’ she mused through their mental connection; even as she was sucking him off she could tease him. ‘Your lust is so delightfully easy to manipulate with my tongue… I do this…’ and he groaned, loudly, as her pointy tongue glided along the underside of his head, pressuring all the sensitive nerves in the process, ‘and so much more of your tasty juices come to me this way.’
“Take me into your throat,” he commanded and she obeyed. The potential reward convinced her and she wanted to do that anyway. It turned out that John played himself with that, as her throat was a wonderfully tight heaven, vibrating from moans and pulsating in a terribly sensuous way. Little tendrils seemed to surround him, caress his weak points like small tongues. She was definitely inhuman and quickly learned the details of her new body (although her old body could have been just as capable of this, for all they knew) to use them to full effect.
Full effect being that John was immediately pushed to the brink of orgasm. Only for all pressure to suddenly vanish. Despite being deep inside her throat, he felt barely anything. She slid up. “Make me cum!” a frustrated John groaned.
“No,” Siena refused the order, feeling so much more satisfied with the denial this brought to her summoner. “Aahhh, but I do want to suck it some more,” she gave the extremely sensitive cock a lick. “It’s delicious and so hard. I never had anything more satisfying in my mouth in all my life.”
“What do you want?” John wanted to bring this to the point. His hips rocked up involuntarily, when she tightly gripped his cock, then released him again before that motion could get him off. She had learned way too quickly for his taste, but she had always been an artist when it came to sex.
“Serve me as I serve you,” Siena giggled and, painfully slowly, stood up. Every little bit of her curves was shown off in the silver night. She caressed her large bosom, accentuated her midriff with her travelling hands, turned around and slapped her ass. The jiggle was stopped when the skin stretched as she kneeled down, her dripping wet pussy descending on John’s already open mouth.
Her lower lips tasted like her kisses, just much more intense: sweet, cool and addicting. There were two things John cared for: to get off inside her mouth and to win more of this sweet nectar. Of course, she had absolutely no need to try and deny him the former to get him to do the latter. The Gamer was a passionate lover, and being between a gorgeous girl’s thighs, holding her ass and penetrating her cunt with his tongue, was a wonderful use of his time as far as he was concerned.
“Yes… yeesssss.” Especially since Siena let out such honest, loud shouts of debauched ecstasy. Already close from sucking his cock and the commands she had obeyed, it wouldn’t take a lot of John’s aggressive devouring of her lady bits to push her over the edge. Something that he, as a fellow sadist, had a good grasp on.
She would not orgasm unless she held up her end of the bargain, she knew that. Slumping forwards, she soon had his cock back in her throat. The mixture of her inhuman mouth and intense enthusiasm enveloped him with pleasure. Back and forth she slid, in and out his tongue went as his lips moved. Moans and wet gulps echoed. Tightly and lovingly, Siena’s tail wrapped around one of his arms.
Then, Siena’s lips closed tightly around his glans. Her tongue extended impossibly, wrapping around the edge of his head, and quivered with every high-pitched moan. They were both at the edge – and jumped together.
The silver-tinted liquid gushed over his face, squirted into his mouth, just as he pumped semen into her mouth. What orgasm his tongue provided was intensified by the one the taste of his cum triggered.
‘Fuuuuuuuuuuck,’ Siena thought something very ungraceful, before her mind was completely swept away by the onslaught of pleasure. The dark in her eyes dominated, half-closed lids quivering. They both gulped it all down instinctively, although Siena soon stopped drinking and just found her lips pressed against her summoner’s groin. Her throat was milking him for every last drop he had, her body craving it. Aside from the taste, as his elemental, the mana itself also made her feel raw pleasure. It dissolved slowly, made her dizzy, prolonged her climax far beyond John’s.
Something he took advantage of shamelessly. He ravaged her pussy with his tongue, made her orgasm a third time by the time the two parallel ones were teetering out. Revenge in the form of mind-blowing orgasms, the best form of revenge. The moonshade elemental went limp after some time, with John still all the way inside her throat. He couldn’t help but thrust up into her.
Now guided by nothing but the wish to taste more of his cum, her tongue and the tendrils in her throat were moving wildly. He spanked her ass as best he could, feeling the sharp scream reverberating in his shaft. He had never made her this helpless to his assault before. This weakness to drinking cum had to be well secured in her memories.
What better way to anchor it than a second load straight into her stomach? Her pussy tightened around his long tongue, a fifth orgasm, fuelled by his cum filling her a second time. Every bit of her body shivered on top of him. Squished breasts on his groin, the ass under his hands, her mouth and pussy around cock and tongue.
With every spurt he came, he calmed from his edging-infused heat. By the time her throat wrung the last drop from his shaft, he was completely satisfied. For a few minutes. It was enough to end his merciless attack on Siena’s pussy and gently roll her off him.
Breathing heavily, she ever so slowly recovered herself. The magic burning away inside her made it quite hard. Toes curled and muscles tensed randomly for several minutes. Just continuing to honour his first promise to her, he laid down so he could look at her face closely, and waited for her afterglows to subside.
“And how did you like it?” he asked when her breathing returned to a regular pattern.
“Intense,” she said, with one word. “Less demeaning and more… fun than I figured.” She smiled suggestively at him, although there wasn’t much more to suggest, naked and glowing from intercourse as they were. “As much as I would love to lay here with you for a little while longer,” she stated after a few more moments, sitting up, “there is the rest of your harem and the remainder of our planned… program.” Even the way she said that word made John shiver.
“Alright, so, how do we do this?” His question was accompanied by Siena covering her torso under a layer of liquid shadow. There was little difference to before, just that it was a tad darker. Otherwise, it appeared the same, down to the slowly shifting rims of the leotard like covering. No leotard could have ever shown off that much cleavage and still sat in place, though.
“I’ll leave now,” Siena explained to him. “You wait ten minutes, then come to the playroom.”
That already sounded highly promising.
