Witch Taming System-Chapter 32: Sex Education [4]
"Assistant Lancel, wait—Mmph?!"
Lancel gave her no chance to finish. He leaned in close and pressed his mouth firmly to hers, cutting off the words before they could fully form.
Her lips felt soft and delicate. Mei’s mouth, unusually glossy from a thin layer of lip gloss she must have applied earlier, was hot and unbelievably plush.
The slick surface yielded instantly under the pressure of his kiss. He breathed in slowly through his nose while their lips stayed locked together.
A sweet scent akin to lavender immediately registered. It mixed with the warmth of her breath and the lingering musk of their earlier closeness.
"Chuup... Mmm..."
Mei didn’t push him away. Her small hands held uncertainly on his shoulders as though unsure where else to put them.
Lancel deepened the kiss. He tilted his head slightly to fit their mouths more perfectly together, then murmured against her lips.
"Open your mouth, Miss Mei."
"Wha—Hmph!"
The single syllable was all the opening he needed. Lancel slipped his tongue past her parted lips.
Mei’s eyes flew wide at the sudden intrusion. She had never kissed anyone before. Not like this. In fact, never at all, and the wet heat of his tongue sliding along hers felt overwhelmingly lewd.
Her mind spun dizzy with the sensation. Every nerve inside her body lit up at once as he explored her mouth.
His tongue curled gently around hers, coaxing her to respond even as she froze for a long second. When she finally moved, her tongue brushed back against his in a clumsy little flick.
The contact drew a hum from deep in his throat that vibrated into her mouth.
He sucked lightly at her tongue in reward, then retreated just enough to tease the inside of her lower lip before plunging back in deeper.
"Sluurrpp... Chuuuppp..."
The wet, obscene sounds of their kissing filled the room as their lips smacked wetly together every time they parted, only to crash back in.
Thin strands of saliva stretched and broke with each pull. Mei made a small, muffled whimper against his mouth.
She couldn’t breathe properly through her nose anymore, causing her to swallow down a sudden rush of his saliva that poured into her mouth when he angled his head just right.
It was warm and sweet in a way that made no sense. A bit salty, too, and the sheer obscenity of swallowing him like that sent fresh heat spiking straight to her core.
"Mmm... Huuum..."
Her lower body itched worse now.
The damp cotton of her panties seemed to stick tighter to her swollen folds, soaked through from the constant press of his rigid, bare cock grinding slowly against her through her clothes. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Every time he rolled his hips, the thick length dragged right over her clit, and she could only arch up into it with tiny helpless jerks.
Lancel finally pulled back from the kiss. A thick, glistening strand of saliva stretched between their tongues for a long, obscene moment before it fell onto her chin.
Both of them breathed hard, mouths swollen and wet lips shining.
"Miss Mei," Lancel said. "Can I touch you?"
"Haaanggg... Yeeeesss..."
Mei sounded completely lost already. Her eyes had gone hazy and unfocused pupils blown wide while her chest rose and fell in quick pants.
Lancel leaned down close again. He started with slow wet licks along her collarbone, tasting the faint salt of her skin mixed with the sweetness of her lavender perfume.
"Mnghh~"
His tongue traced the delicate ridge of bone before dipping into the hollow at the base of her throat, causing Mei to shiver.
At the same time, his hands moved to explore her chest, sliding beneath the hem of her top to cup the full size of her breasts.
She was big. A clear contrast to Ishtar’s modest chest. By rough estimation, Ishtar had been somewhere around a B cup.
Mei, on the other hand, filled his grasp generously close to a D cup, extending slightly over the edges of his fingers when he squeezed.
Her nipples had already hardened into tight peaks pressing insistently against the thin fabric of her bra.
He kneaded her slowly, letting the soft flesh mold to his palms while his thumbs brushed over the stiff tips.
"Hngh~!"
Mei whimpered at the contact. Her hips jerked upward again to grind her soaked panties harder against his throbbing cock.
The motion dragged another low groan from him as fresh precum leaked steadily from the head, smearing wetly against the cotton barrier between them.
Lancel kept licking downward, tracing the upper swell of one breast with open-mouthed kisses while his hand worked the other.
He pushed the cup of her bra aside just enough to bare her nipple to the cool air, then closed his mouth over it in one smooth motion.
"Assistant—Haaaangg!"
His tongue flicked the hard bud before he sucked firmly, pulling it deeper into the wet heat of his mouth.
Mei’s back bowed off the bed at the sudden intense sensation, and a broken moan escaped from her lips as her fingers twisted into his hair to hold him there.
Her nipples were undoubtedly sensitive. Every woman had erogenous zones, and Lancel intended to find every single one of Mei’s.
"Chuuupp..."
He kept sucking on the hard peak in his mouth. His tongue swirled circles around the tight bud before he pulled it deeper between his lips and sucked harder, drawing out sharp little gasps from Mei each time.
Her breasts glistened slick and wet with his saliva as he moved from one to the other, giving both equal attention.
As Lancel finally released her nipple with a wet pop, he trailed slow, open-mouthed kisses down the center of her chest, following the faint line between her breasts, then lower over the soft curve of her ribcage until he reached the smooth plane of her belly.
Lancel’s tongue explored her navel, tasting the faint salt of her skin while his hands slid down to hold her hips in place.
When he reached the hem of her skirt, he paused.
"Miss Mei," he said. "May I?"
"Yeeesss..."
Mei’s head tipped back against the pillow. Lancel nodded once. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down slowly.
The fabric slid easily over her hips and thighs, thanks to the loose fit of her skirt. He tugged the soaked cotton all the way off her legs and let it fall to the floor.
There, between her spread thighs, was the sacred garden of a woman.
Surprisingly, Mei kept her bush neat and trimmed, shaped into a tidy soft triangle that seemed to highlight her pink slit perfectly.
The hair was the same shade as the pink of her head but darker. Honestly it was cute.
Her outer lips looked swollen and flushed, dark with arousal, already parted slightly to reveal the slick inner folds. A thin, clear thread of wetness stretched from her entrance down the crease of her thigh.
He hadn’t even started proper foreplay yet, but she was already soaked. Her body responded naturally, as though it had been waiting for this exact moment.
Mei seemed like a natural. That much was certain.
"Stop staring..." she whispered. "I’ve never shown this to anyone before..."
The words hit Lancel. For some reason, hearing her admit it sent a rush of triumph straight through his chest.
Just what sort of lucky fool’s situation was this?
A witch untouched in this way now lay open before him, offering herself on a silver platter, completely exposed to his gaze alone.
What sort of madman could ever resist this?
"...."
Without wasting another moment, Lancel lowered his head and plunged his tongue.
