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Seir's room, Belphegor Castle, Somewhere in the Belphegor Domain, the Underworld
Degenerate, sloppy sounds filled the room as Zest, kneeling with her toes tucked, worked her mouth along his cock. She paused briefly to ask, "Slurp~ Hm? Squelch~ Slurp~ Really? Has Thea been… Lick~ Sck~ taking the treats…?"
"Haah… Haah… Yeah~ she is…" Seir–sitting on a chair–moaned, nodding as he tilted his head back, covering his eyes with his hand. A thought crossed his mind, 'No matter how many times she sucks me off… it still feels incredible… Man, I'm so glad to be alive…'
Sck~ Sck~ "Well… that's good news for you, isn't it, Lord Seirios?" Zest teased, giving his shaft a powerful suction that nearly pushed him over the edge. Mwah~ Pop~! She then pulled away with a kiss, letting it pop from her lips before posing her question.
"I suppose…" Seir nodded, feeling his shaft twitch a few times in an urge to cum. Gripping her horns, he gently guided her head back onto his length. "Don't stop… and… let's not talk for now… I… I want to cum… help me… Zest…"
"As you order, Lord Seirios," Zest replied with a smile. She held his thighs for support before taking his entire cock into her mouth, snugly enveloping it with her tightly closed lips at its base. She began to suck, her tongue swirling, flicking, and pressing against his most sensitive areas. Slowly, she teased him to the edge, all the while gazing into his eyes to gauge his reaction to the movements of her tongue.
"Seven hells… Haah! Haah! This feels so—cu—Cumming! Nngh!" Seir exclaimed, closing his eyes as he forcefully pulled Zest's head closer, instinctively thrusting his hips forward while clenching his muscles, releasing everything into her mouth—Bllrt!
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt—Seir released several thick spurts of semen into her mouth, which she swallowed obediently—Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Finally, she let his shaft slip from her lips with a trail of semen still dripping from it.
"Haah… Haah… Haah…" Seir took deep breaths as the intense pleasure gradually subsided. Meanwhile, Zest opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, revealing that she had swallowed every last drop like a good little maid.
"Fuck…" he muttered, feeling even hornier—which, of course, was no surprise.
Both he and Zest knew that his lust was far from satisfied—evident from the way his shaft remained firm, refusing to go flaccid. Smirking, Zest teased, "As always… your desire knows no bounds, Lord Seirios…"
"Yeah… in that case… shouldn't you go back to—?" he began, leaving his words unfinished as he tried to guide her head back down onto his shaft to resume pleasuring him.
However, she gently stopped him. "Wait a moment, Lord Seirios…"
"What?" Seir asked, looking momentarily confused.
"Let's try something else today," she suggested. "What do you think?"
"Try something else…?" Seir murmured, his eyes lighting up. He nodded eagerly. "Yeah… let's do something different."
After all, they had only been limiting themselves to using their hands and mouth before; it was high time they changed things up a bit.
With Seir's agreement, Zest rose from her kneeling position and stood up, slowly beginning to strip off her maid outfit. She started by removing her white apron, then slipped out of her long black maid dress, letting the fabric pool around her feet. As the dress fell away, it fully revealed her smooth, chocolate-brown skin and the white lingerie she wore underneath.
Looking at her in lingerie, his semi-erect cock quickly became fully rigid as desire took hold, and a small amount of white fluid began to emerge out of the urethra.
"Yeah… so what do you have in mind?" Seir asked, his arousal evident as he fixed a heated gaze on her alluring figure.
"Hehe… let's see…" she purred with an enticing smile as she got back on her knees in front of him. Bending forward, she pushed her ample breasts—snugly encased in her white full-cup lacy bra—forward.
'It must be at least 98 cm…' he thought as he stared at her. Although he wasn't an expert in determining a woman's proportions, he could tell that her bust was indeed impressive—no less than an I-cup.
"Fufu~" Zest giggled, pleased with his reaction. She smiled as she grasped his erect cock in her hand and bent down further, guiding it toward her bust. "What do you think of this?" she asked, sliding it into her cleavage beneath her bra and burying it between her chocolate-hued breasts.
"A melon massage… hm… what do you think, Lord Seirios?" she asked, gazing at the hard cock nestled in her cleavage as she rolled her tongue, gathering saliva.
'Melon massage...' Seir thought—a fancy way of saying tit job—as he felt the softness of her breasts against his erection and the warmth of her intimate valley. He could practically feel the steady thump of her heartbeat against his dick, which only heightened his arousal further. Having only ever seen such scenes in porn, hentai, and doujinshi, he vigorously nodded. "Yes, please..."
Heck, he was so excited that he instinctively wanted to thrust his hips immediately, but the huge breasts resting on his thighs held him back.
"Awight..." Zest nodded with a sultry smile, saliva glistening in her mouth as she lowered her face. Her eyes lingered on the small but rock-hard cock nestled in her cleavage, and she dripped her built-up saliva over it, using it as a lubricant. Then, she began to slowly move her breasts around it, ensuring the saliva wrapped it smoothly for easy and smooth movements.
Once she finished, she raised her head with the same sultry smile and said, "Don't worry, Lord Seirios... you don't need to move. I'll do the moving—just relax and enjoy this melon massage."
"Yeah... Hmm~," Seir moaned, nodding as he felt her breasts massaging him.
"Hehe..." Zest smiled. After ensuring there was ample lubrication, she drew her breasts closer, pressing them tightly around him over her lacy bra until he was completely enveloped within her cleavage to the point that one couldn't even tell if there was a dick buried there. Then, with everything settled perfectly, she began to rock her breasts up and down, stimulating him...
Shlup! Shlup! Shlup! Shlup!
"Ooof…" Seir exhaled, overwhelmed by a sensation unlike any he had experienced before.
Hand jobs were certainly very enjoyable, and mouth jobs are incomparable—but a tit job… he couldn't deny that this pleasure was of an entirely different type, something he had never felt before.
The Hand jobs give more pressure on the shaft which naturally equates to more pleasure and stimulation, or so Seir thought, but the silkiness of her chocolate skin, warmth and softness of Zest's breasts, and the cushioned, enveloping sensation of those beautiful lumps of fats as his cock glided slickly and smoothly within her cleavage because of her occasionally additional saliva to maintain the lubrication… that was a sensation nothing short of decadent to the point that it is almost divine.
It was gentle and soothing stimulation, much like Zest's gentle and caring nature.
Shlup! Shlup! Shlup! Shlup—echoed through the room, mingling with Seir's pleasurable groans as Zest's breasts moved rhythmically up and down on his cock.
"How does it feel? Does it feel good?" asked Zest, lifting her head to study his expression.
"It's the best feeling," Seir replied, struggling to maintain his composure as Zest continued to work her breasts over him.
His only regret at that moment was that his cock wasn't large enough to extend from her cleavage, where she could easily lick its tip while continuing her movements.
If that had happened at that moment, Seir felt he might have truly ascended to the highest level of heaven... But...
'It's okay... I'll mature in every aspect as I grow up,' he thought, determined to reach a twelve-inch length once his body fully developed.
And yes, he was confident he could eventually develop such a large cock. After all, if Devil women can grow their breasts to their desired size, why couldn't he increase his length—especially as a part-incubus?
As for whether having such a large cock would be a boon or a bane, Seir wasn't worried in the least.
For human women, whose bodies are generally less robust than women of supernatural origins, such a size would be overwhelming and even painful, but for a woman of supernatural origins, it would be just fine.
'And as a part-incubus, I suppose I must have a huge cock, don't I?' he mused while also considering another option, 'Or maybe a cock that adjusts itself to suit the cat in front of it... yeah, perhaps that's a better option...'
Unaware of his inner thoughts, Zest smiled in delight, "Fufu~ Is that so? That's good to hear..."
pleased that her tits and technique were working. She added more saliva, letting it slide down her chin and mix with the lubrication, creating wet, lewd sounds as she continued her movements.
The sensation was so intense that Seir struggled to control the urge to climax, "Fuhaaa~"
But, of course, it was still too soon—they had only just begun. The pleasure needed to build gradually, and it did, as Zest guided him toward release—gently, diligently, and carefully…
Slowly and steadily, she rocked her tits, as if paddling a boat on a calm and soothing river, gently leading its passenger toward the very edge of a cliff—where the current suddenly surges, transforming into a powerful, uncontrollable waterfall. That moment, the peak of pleasure, was where everything became inevitable—where the boat, the paddle, and the water, everything surrendered to the pull of inevitability, cascading down with overwhelming force.
The point where everything reaches its climax, with only one path forward… and perhaps, the very step every man longs to take.
Seir was also desperate to reach that point, and he could feel it drawing nearer each rock of her tits and each beat of her heart. "Yeah… it's coming… I… I'm close," he murmured.
"Yes~… Give it to me… release everything… let go of all your lust," Zest replied in a soothing tone. She added more saliva over her chocolate skin, causing her white lacy bra to become wet and translucent, revealing her erect nipples peeking through the delicate lace that barely held its shape amid all the movement.
The sight of her nipples protruding through the wet, lacy fabric of her white bra—and her areolas intermittently peeking out and hiding behind the wet fabric with every movement of her breasts—was incredibly sexy, further heightening Seir's arousal to an insane degree.
All these factors converged to send him into a state of pure bliss.
In those moments of bliss, the pleasure made him curl his toes, clench his muscles, and groan in pleasure, "Gaah! Cumming!"—followed by a series of spurts—Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!—that filled the valley between the chocolate mounds with a dozen thick strands of white cream as if a delectable Oreo cake, with a special, one-of-a-kind, white cream.
"Fuuaaah… that… that really felt good..." sighed Seir, leaning back in his chair and gazing at the portrait he had just created with his cum.
There was cum all over Zest's breasts, with some flowing down the valley of her cleavage and reaching her stomach, tracing its way to her white lacy garter belt and panties. Evidently, some even adorned her collarbone and neck, resembling a delicate pearl necklace of white cum.
Looking at the scene, Seir felt a surge of pride. 'Yes... this was all me,' he thought, and his cock hardened once again, ready for another round.
Zest, already accustomed to making him cum multiple times, wasn't surprised. She simply remarked, "Looks like we still have unfinished business, huh?"
"Yeah… that seems to be the case," Seir replied with a smirk as he watched Zest silently take his cock in her mouth, cleaning off the leaked cum before they began their next round.
Watching her work her magic on his shaft with her tongue while being coated in his cum, his desire surged. Suddenly, he decided to ask her something he hadn't asked in days, "Zest… I want to…"
'So… it's finally come…' she thought, gazing into his eyes. Without him needing to finish his words, she understood what he meant. After cleaning off the cum, she popped his cock out of her mouth. Stroking it gently with her hand, she shook her head apologetically and said, "Please don't say it..."
"Huh? But I haven't even finished what I was—" Seir began, taken aback by her apologetic words.
"You don't have to, Lord Seirios…I understand what you want to say," replied Zest. Shaking her head once more, she continued, "I cannot give you what your heart desires at the moment… that final line… that is something that cannot be crossed by me, for now."
"For now… what do you mean?" Seir asked, frowning.
Zest bit her lip, hesitating and struggling to find the right words. Eventually, she recalled the order spoken to her: 'You are to tell him he's too young at the moment…' With that in mind, she continued, "I don't wish to engage in something like that with someone so young."
"What? What do you mean 'so young'?" Seir exclaimed, his eyes drifting to her hand wrapped around his cock and her breasts smeared with his cum. "You care about something like that at this point?"
Zest smiled faintly as she repeated the order given to her, "Consider this entire ordeal a... medical procedure."
"A... medical procedure, you say?" Seir murmured in shock.
Zest nodded. "Yes, as a medical procedure." She then added, "I don't seek personal pleasure from this; my only purpose is to help you release your pent-up frustration so that your mood stays normal."
"Zest..." Seir mumbled, uncertain of how to respond. Then, recalling her earlier statement, he asked, "What did you mean by 'for now'?"
Inwardly, he wondered, 'Does she mean that she'll cross that final line when I'm older? But that doesn't make any sense. If you don't want to go all the way, why even go halfway? Hand jobs, blow jobs, tit jobs—those are fine. But fucking isn't? Just because I'm young? What kind of shit logic is that?'
'In the first place, as a Devil, Zest shouldn't have any constraints regarding age—so her argument that I'm too young doesn't make sense at all!' Seir thought.
'Besides, it's not like I'm a kid; I just have the body of a child, that's all.' He argued with himself, frustrated at being turned down for looking too young.
At the same time, he suddenly understood how Maria must have felt when he repeatedly deemed her unappealing to him. After all, she too isn't a child—she just appears to be a teenager, even though she is several centuries old. In fact, compared to him, she still looks a decade older.
But even if he understands her reasoning, he doesn't want to back away now.
In a dark tone, he spoke, questioning Zest, "Are you playing with me, Zest? You've led me this far... yet you refuse to go any further."
But Zest didn't answer directly; instead, she countered with a question: "Lord Seirios, are you sure you want me to be the first person with whom you cross that final line?"
"Wha–? Why would you ask something like that?" he questioned, unable to understand what she meant.
"After all, I am not the object of your lust…" she explained before adding, "I'm here merely to help you relieve yourself. Do you really wish to cross that line with me?" She paused, biting her lips, then continued hesitantly, "If you're truly certain… then… I will go along with you—even if this is meant to be just a medical procedure, I will still do it. But… if you're not sure…" She trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid, hoping Seir would understand on his own as she gazed into Seir's eyes for a while with a hint of expectation hidden in her own eyes.
"I–?" Seir was silenced unsure of how to answer her.
He murmured, "The object of my lust..." as memories of the all too familiar cherry-blossom-haired woman flooded his mind who frequently appears in his wet dreams, engages in passionate encounters with him each time, and then vanishes by morning, leaving him frustrated.
Reflecting on her words, Seir sighed, "Yes... you're right... it's not you."
Zest felt a tinge of despondency at his response, but she quickly concealed it and offered an encouraging smile. "Then… that person should be the one with whom you go all the way, don't you think so too, Lord Seirios?" she asked.
"Yes... I suppose..." he sighed, nodding as he thought to himself, 'Should I be losing my Virginity only to Roygun?'
The idea certainly makes sense… but… It's not that he is opposed to the idea… in fact, he would prefer it… but…
Noticing his disappointment, Zest smiled and gently held his cock—which was beginning to lose its erection because of the distraction—in her hand. "Of course, I will continue to help you and support you until you reach that point," she said. After a brief pause, she began giving his cock a few light strokes and added, "As long as we don't cross that final line, most things are acceptable to me... I will continue to use my hands, mouth, breasts, and other parts of my body to help you."
"Is that so?" Seir murmured, gazing into her eyes as he felt her hands stroking his dick.
"Yes…" Zest nodded.
"Alright… then… I leave myself in your care. Help me and support me to the best of your abilities…" Seir responded.
"Yes… Leave yourself to me… You are in good hands," Zest replied as she parted her lips and took him into her mouth.
"Hmm~ This is it…" groaned Seir, leaning back to savor the warmth and wetness inside her mouth, enjoying the pleasure and sensation as a singular thought continued to echo in his mind, 'How does anyone even approach something like that… something like fucking their own sister?'
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