Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

With a tentative swipe of her tongue, Blossom makes her first exploratory lick. The sensation is electric and I'm forced to let out a loud groan of pleasure.

Her tail wags energetically behind her, betraying her excitement. Encouraged by my reaction, she continues her gentle exploration, peppering my shaft with a series of soft kisses that travel from the base to the tip. Each kiss is tender, a testament to her growing affection and dedication.

Blossom pulls back slightly, her lips curving into a satisfied smile as she looks up at me for reassurance. Her cheeks are flushed with a rosy hue, and her eyes sparkle with delight. I can see the pride in her expression, the knowledge that she's bringing pleasure to her cherished person.

"Blossom loves the way Master reacts," she murmurs softly, her voice filled with a shy confidence. Her ears twitch with delight, adding to her adorable demeanor.

"Keep going, Blossom, you're doing wonderfully." I can barely speak from the sheer ecstasy I feel at this moment, so I just gently tell her to shut up and get back to it. I've never felt anything like this before. She is not at all a professional at this, but her pure submissive dedication is making me feel things I never thought were possible.

With renewed vigor, she returns to her task, her actions now more fluid and assured. She varies her approach, alternating between gentle licks and playful nibbles, careful to keep her sharp fangs in check. Her movements are guided by instinct, a blend of curiosity and the desire to make me happy.

After a while Blossom pauses to take in the sight before her. Her eyes meet mine, filled with a great mix of tender emotions, a sight that simply takes my breath away. Seeing her gorgeous, love-filled expression I can no longer hold myself back.

"Blossom..." I gasp, my voice rough due to the insane amounts of pleasure I'm so cruelly subjected to, "I'm going to release my fluids very soon… Put my member in your mouth."

Her eyes widen slightly, and for a brief moment she hesitates, clearly unfamiliar with the concept of my command. But her trust in me is absolute, and with a determined nod Blossom's lips close around me, enveloping me in a warm, inviting embrace.

Her mouth is so incredibly soft and wet that I feel a rush of pleasure which makes me shudder involuntarily, a pleasure that begins at the base of my spine and spreads throughout my entire body. She takes her time, moving slowly as she adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation. Through the entire process her eyes remain fixed on mine as she basks in all of my bodily reactions she earns with her actions.

I get the slight feeling that she is a pianist and I'm her piano…

The sensation she creates through her mouth is simply indescribable, a blend of warmth and softness that sends me spiraling toward the edge. My body tenses as the waves of pleasure build to a crescendo, each moment more intense than the last. I'm barely aware of anything else, lost in the ecstasy of the moment.

As I feel myself reaching the point of no return, I gently guide her with a reassuring hand on her head and instruct her further, "use your tongue to caress me."

She complies with a gentle enthusiasm, her tongue moving with a newfound confidence that drives me absolutely wild. The sensation is simply overwhelming, a tidal wave of pleasure that crashes over me with a force I've never experienced before. I let out a deep, guttural moan as I release my load, the pent-up tension exploding in a torrent of bliss.

The sheer volume of my release surprises us both. Clearly, my new physique is at play here. Blossom nearly chokes at the sudden flood, her eyes widening in shock. I quickly pull back, giving her room to breathe as she struggles to regain her composure.

She coughs and sputters for a moment, her cheeks flushed due to the fierce fight she is currently undergoing. But her determination shines through and she regains control of the situation. With a curious expression, she puts a finger into her mouth and brings it out to examine the new liquid I've given her.

"Looks like milk but…" she begins, her voice trailing off as she tries to comprehend the unfamiliar taste. Well, at least I believe that this is what she said as her voice is heavily muffled at the moment.

"But it doesn't taste like it, right?" I finish with a smirk, watching her reaction with amusement. "I believe a lot of women hate the taste. Feel free to spit it out."

Her eyes flash with alarm at my words, and she quickly closes her mouth as if afraid I might take my love juices from her. She gazes at me with a stubborn determination, her cheeks flushed with pride.

Instead of spitting it out, she tilts her head back slightly, swallowing with deliberate gulps. Her throat moves rhythmically as she drinks, savoring the experience with a fierce, almost defiant, determination. She seems to revel in the taste, her eyes never leaving mine as she consumes every drop.

I watch in awe as Blossom finishes, her expression one of satisfaction and accomplishment. As she swallows the last drops of my seed, she looks at me with a bright, innocent smile that makes my heart swell with emotion and my best friend with overwhelming lust.

"Blossom wanted to keep it all," she says softly.

I chuckle at her sudden shift in attitude. "What a greedy girl! But I wasn't going to take it away. What am I supposed to do with it, my beautiful little scatterbrain?" I inquire with a mix of mock and love in my voice.

"Oh." She looks at me surprised before realizing that I wasn't trying to deny her my seed. Then, for the first time in this long exchange, I finally see hints of embarrassment envelop her features. Kneeling on all fours, even kowtowing and kissing my member as if it were her God didn't faze her, but this did.

What a strange woman.

I lean forward, pulling her into a tender embrace, as I whisper, "The night is still young, and now it's my turn to explore every inch of you. Hop up on the table and spread your legs, Blossom. You're going to become my delicious late-night snack."

She lets out a soft, surprised yelp, a sound so sweet and innocent that it reminds me of a puppy discovering a new toy. Her ears twitch, and she gives a playful wag of her tail, excitement evident in her wide eyes. With a bashful giggle, she nods, clearly thrilled by the prospect, and moves with a graceful eagerness to the table.

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