Lunar Marked

I leaned slowly forward. As my warm breath met her length, it twitched and I fought the instinct to jerk backward. Then with another breath, I pressed forward and reached out a hand. Her cock was clearly larger than mine, likely a result of her magic. No, what was I thinking? Of course it was due to her magic. She’d said it was something she had to get used to, meaning that it wasn't something she'd always had. The entire thing was a magical… growth of sorts. 

I gulped as my fingertips touched her warm slick skin and glided gently down it. It was my first time touching one other than my own. In a way, hers wasn’t all that different. Of course, the cock looked a little different from mine, but that was normal from what I’d seen of the guys growing up. The one major difference was that she was very hard and wet, and I couldn’t help but take quite a bit of pleasure from the fact that I’d been the one to turn her on so visibly. To think that someone could get so horny because of me. 

My fingers wrapped around the base, and I glanced up at her face. She beamed a kind smile back down at me, and her hand reached out to my hair, ruffling it before gently rubbing my ears. My cheeks reddened, and I glanced back to the dick hovering just inches away.

“I’ve… I’ve never done this before,” I whispered, as though it were a dirty secret.

“Take your time,” the sorceress said. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Briefly, I glanced up at her once more. The tip of her cock bopped against my nose, and my face wrinkled in surprise as I tried to mentally prepare myself. This hadn’t at all been what I’d been expecting to do today… 

Fingers still wrapped around her, I slowly raised my lips. Hesitation gripped me before, finally, my tongue reached out, meeting her warm length and the slick cum coating it. The taste was different than mine. It had a strange fire to it, like a spice I would have never anticipated. But it was pleasant and reminded me of the dark demonic persona that she put on. It felt fitting. As my mouth slowly trailed upward, she hummed and scratched my hair some more. I glanced up again to find her eyes glowing with satisfied contentment. Taking that as my permission to continue, I swirled my tongue around the head of her cock, and she released a breath of air. 

“I thought the look of you held up in my grasp and at my mercy was one of the best sights I'd seen, but down on your knees and worshiping my cock might be just as good,” she teased. 

My blush, having just begun to fade, resurfaced. 

“You’re a ridiculous tease,” I muttered with a huff. 

“Less talking, more sucking,” she commanded. 

As though to emphasize her point, she thrust forward slightly, and her member slipped between my lips. Instinctually, I tried to lean back in shock, but the hand she had on my head pushed me an inch forward instead. 

I looked up with a scowl. 

She groaned. “Dear gods, if you keep pouting up at me like that, I might just become faint.” With a more serious yet gentler expression, she said, “Anytime you’d like me to back off, just tap my leg and we can pause or stop, okay? Otherwise, I really need you to put those cute little lips to use.” The smug look that flowed back along her face made me only want to scowl further.

I was not pouting! 

I attempted to voice a cheeky protest, but with her dick stuffed in my mouth and the hand refusing to let me move back, it came out as nonsensical murmuring. 

Camilla grinned. “Ohhh, that feels nice. Do feel free to keep ‘speaking.’”

I hummed and her whole body twitched, cock included. I couldn’t help but crack a smile at that. I had at least a bit of control in this position. Satisfied, I closed my lips firmly around her and began to slide my mouth down her length, slowly enjoying the feeling as it passed through my lips and pushed down against the span of my tongue. There was something delightfully satisfying about the sensation of her filling my mouth, I had to admit and thoroughly enjoyed the slick and spicey taste that came with it as I eased further forward. She was already so slick with cum that my mouth glided down it almost too easily. I couldn’t make it all the way to where my hand gently clutched her base before the back of my mouth began to feel uncomfortable, but I made it a good way in. I really wasn’t ready to try and push it down my throat just yet. 

Camilla let out a sigh of pleasure, her hand stopping for a moment as she completely filled me. “There you go. I know you’re quite new to this, but we’ll make a fantastic little cocksucker out of you yet. I’ll make sure you get plenty of practice.” 

I rolled my eyes. After all her snark, I was beginning to get a sense of how she approached sex. It was like a game to her. Which I supposed made some sense. It explained her playfulness, her teasing, and shows of force and power, not just now but from all her flirting long before. She wanted me to react, to play along and challenge her so that she could put me down in my place. In this case, between her legs with a cock in my mouth. 

Her fingers continued to toy with my ears and I eased back, letting my tongue roll around her. As I got near the end, I licked around the tip and her spicy flavor pervaded my mouth. Another hum rumbled through my mouth, and to my delight, she twitched again. As I paused to savor her weakness, I looked back up at her with obvious mirth. Her hand pressed firmly against the back of my head. Then she pressed forward and my eyes widened. I tightened my mouth around it instinctually as her cock forced its way through my lips and she shoved her length back into my mouth. Stopping, she let out a soft moan, and her hands tangled with my hair and ears, kneading them. 

Breathy words met my ears. “Let’s pick things up, shall we?” 

My mouth being stuffed with dick, I had no way to respond. I looked up to her face, my gaze still wide-eyed and a bit fearful. What happened to me taking my time?

She hesitated. “If you’d rather not, you can always tap my leg. Same for if you want to stop or if things become too uncomfortable.”

Realizing I needed air, I took a breath through my nostrils and slowly released it. With no small amount of hesitancy, I gave her a small nod. If this was what she wanted… 

She gave me a devilish grin back. “Good, because as much as I’d love to let you explore on your own, I’m incredibly horny. And I’ll admit, I do enjoy a good face-fucking.”

Seeming content with my response and not at all bothered by my apparent embarrassment, Camilla wasted no time. Both of her hands shifted atop my head, one grabbing a fist of hair near the back against my scalp and the other wrapping around an ear. I sucked in another nervous and fearful breath. She pulled back, and my lips slid back up her dick. A thrill of pleasure sparkled within my belly as I found myself no longer in control. My mouth now moved up and down her cock by her will. She pushed forward once again, and my eyes widened as she moved further than she had been thus far. The head of her cock pressed against the back of my throat as though she wanted to ram her way all the way down it. She stopped short, barely going in, but I still winced, a slight gag reflex almost overtaking me. I had a momentary panic and shifted my body, hoping it would help. It was a bit scary, but no, I was fine. The feeling faded, and if I needed to, if things because too rough, I could tap out. 

As she pulled back, she huffed out, “A bit tighter, Pearl, if you would? It’s called sucking cock.” 

It took me a second to realize what she meant. I wasn’t particularly amused by her snark, but I remembered the teasing game we were playing, almost like a game of tag. I tightened my lips, squeezing them more firmly around her dick as she slid out and then immediately back in. 

My head seemed to swirl. Each of her thrusts rammed home one idea deep into my gut. She was using me just as she liked, a pliable little fuckhole for her to shove her cock down. My own dick twitched. The pleasure of it all, of surrendering control to her, of being used for her own carnal lust, was overwhelming. This time, I was the one that let out a muffled moan as once more she filled me. The sorceress shuddered, her legs wobbling in front of me. Even given my previous discomfort, there was just no denying how hot it was for her to forcefully fuck me in the mouth. I had a feeling I could get used to this.

“Ohh, fuck yes.” Her voice ended in a hiss. 

She started face-fucking me in earnest. The grip on my head tightened, becoming slightly painful as she began to shove my head back and forth in time with her. Her fingers squeezed around my ear and I groaned in pain, only seeming to encourage her further. With each thrust, she went further, deeper, until finally, her cock made its way firmly into my throat.

“My beautiful little maid,” Camilla whispered out in a moan. 

I started to feel a little dizzy and realized that I hadn’t been breathing this whole time. As she pulled back, my nose released the gust of air I’d been holding in. Before I could suck in another, however, her cock plunged back down my throat. Her relentless fucking was becoming frenzied.

“Oh, Pearl. I’m about to — I’m about to c-cum.” 

At those words she shoved her way deep into me, my lips nearly meeting the base. I groaned again as her dick stuffed me full. It swelled, and I feared she was about to pour the cum straight down my throat. But then she pulled back, and it throbbed, giving its first wet pulse into my mouth before slipping out. The tip left from my lips, and with barely any thought, I swallowed the spicey cum, feeling as it slid down and towards my belly. My eyes crossed at the hard cock staring me in the face. Just in time, I closed them, remembering how much my eyes had stung the one time I’d managed to rub some of my own cum into them several years ago. I felt the thick white liquid splash onto my nose and cheeks. In waves, it squirted all over my face, up to my hair and forehead, and coating my nose, cheeks, and lips in particular. As she finished, the last bit splattered around my small breasts. 

Camilla let out a satisfied sigh, and I rubbed the cum from around my eyes. Luckily, as I opened them, they felt fine. I glanced up to her face, her own eyes still closed and a happy smile on her lips. I’d… really just done that. I’d sucked Camilla off, or rather, had my face fucked. By her cock. I blinked several times, still struggling to process that. In all my imagined scenarios, none had ever been anything close to this. Yet here I was, quite literally staring it in the face. My tongue licked the cum from my lips, and the naked sorceress finally opened her eyes. 

“The look quite suits you, I must say. Maybe I'll just keep you like this, naked and covered in cum,” she said with a wide grin.

I frowned. “When did you get so cocky?”

With a wink, she smacked her dick on top of my head, and somehow it was only then that I noticed the pun I'd unintentionally made.

“About three years ago when I was nineteen.”

I couldn’t help but stare as it swayed there in front of me. So she really had ‘grown it out,’ then.

Somehow, the worst part of all this was that I was still remarkably horny.

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