Vol.5 Ch.35.1 – Horny Little Vixen I

Chapter 35: Horny Little Vixen

Without another word Yume straddled me, sitting down on my thighs and just staring at me with hunger in her eyes. She didn't make any other moves, waiting for me to take the next step. I wasn't sure if that was a cultural thing or a kitsune thing but while she could be assertive, she very rarely did more than give very clear invitations.

But it didn't much matter to me. I was happy to accept her invitation, to take the lead. And so I loosened the knot of her garment, pulling the sash around her waist away and letting the garment fall open. She left it on for the moment, letting me only see the smallest strip of bare skin, the sides of her breasts and her cute little bellybutton. Oh, and her soaking wet pussy, no undergarment to hide her arousal behind.

“Naughty little vixen,” I murmured. “Were you hoping for this?”

“Possibly,” she said coyly.

Of course, this was all theater. We'd been together for a while and so I knew that she never wore undergarments to bed. It made sense. Her undergarments were uncomfortable things, worn out of necessity. Her tails were so big and ended so low that any undergarment had to be specially cut to not scrape against them. But the illusion that she'd left them off for me was still nice.

I pressed the back of my hand against her pussy, feeling its warmth and wetness, the soft texture of her skin.

“So eager for me...”

“For my mate,” she agreed, rolling her hips to grind against me. I let her but only for a little bit. I wanted her to come, but not like this.

“Only for me?” I asked, leaning in to kiss her neck.

“Only for you,” she agreed.

I touched my fingers to her pussy, rubbing her the way she liked to be rubbed and coating my fingers in her sticky juices, then I reached up and let her lick them clean. “Do you like your flavor?” I asked.

“Not as much as yours,” she said.

“That's not an answer,” I said as I went back to rubbing her.

“Yes, I do...” she admitted. “Do you?”

“I love it,” I said. “So let me have it.”

She bit her lip, then reached for my tunic. I let her pull it off, then watched as she spread her kimono out on the roof behind me, making a little bed for me. Then she placed her hands on my shoulders.

She didn't push, didn't dare to shove me around the way Selene had this morning, but her intention was clear. I obliged her, laying down on my back and pulling her along with me. She squatted over my face for a moment, giving me a perfect view of the dew drop about to drip onto my face, then sat down, pressing her lips to mine.

Instantly I was inoculated with her scent and flavor, her soft flesh against my lips, her incredible juices filling my mouth. She was always so wet for me. Not only that but her juices tasted amazing, like sweet plums and cinnamon. I worked her just the way she liked, sucking her lips, lapping along her slit and gently nibbling on her clit, all the while letting my hands roam over her gorgeous behind and the bases of her tails, all three of them. I might have gone for her cute little pucker as well but I didn't feel the need tonight. I was going to have fun with her just like this.

As I ate her out I chanced a look up at her and saw her kneading her gorgeous breasts, her eyes closed in pleasure. Yume loved getting licked. Apparently every previous lover had only done it for her on sufferance and I'd been the first man to actually enjoy her flavor, which made me conclude that the men of her kingdom were mad. But it also meant that there was very little that could make her come as quickly and as easily. For my other girls what I'd done to her only counted as light foreplay but Yume was already trembling, whimpering with barely repressed moans. It would only take a little push to make her come now. And so I decided to get a little nasty.

I lifted her off me, getting her back to squatting over me once again.

“What are you doing?” she whined, confused but still mad with lust.

I smirked and took a deep breath. I would need it in a moment. And then I pushed two fingers inside her and absolutely ravaged the little bumpy spot inside her while rubbing her clit with my other hand.

“Yada, it's too much, I can't— Kami-sama!”

And a moment later my face was drenched in her juices, again and again, until her legs gave out and she collapsed on top of me.

She lay there quivering, breathing like a bellows, until she peeled herself off of me and began licking it off of me.

“That was mean,” she whined once she'd managed to get most of it off.

“But it felt great, didn't it?”

She lightly bit my shoulder, then admitted: “...Yes.”

Finally she slid down until her face was between my legs. Seeing her go wild atop me had made me rock hard and so she was staring directly at my cock, standing tall and proud for her. She licked her lips as she stared, then lapped at it reverently.

“Scoot your butt over here,” I said, intending to finger her pussy.

“No,” she said, giving me another lick. “I've had my fill. Let me make you feel good. Just focus on the sensation.”

“Alright,” I said, then leaned back and let her work.

Her mouth was always eager for me. Maybe not quite as eager as Selene or Alisha but she loved servicing me, taking me deep and keeping me there. There was something undeniably thrilling about a predator swallowing my cock like that and she never disappointed. This time, though, it was like she had something to prove. She wasn't giving me pleasure, wasn't servicing me. She was worshiping me, worshiping my cock. Again and again she alternated between taking me deep, lapping at my length, kissing the tip, sucking on my balls and just rubbing my cock all over her face, inundating herself with my scent.

All the while her hands roamed, rubbing my thighs, cupping my balls, stroking my abs and even reaching up to circle my nipples, making sure I never got used to any one set of sensations. All the while she moaned and whimpered, her eyes either lidded in reverence or focused on me. Oftentimes she played with herself while she sucked me, rubbing her breasts or fingering herself, but this time she was completely engrossed in the activity, focused on making me feel like a king.

And I was. I loved it. I loved playing with her pussy while she blew me but this allowed me to focus completely on it. Which was why I immediately noticed when she summoned forth her Qi.

I had no idea what she was planning but I trusted her completely and so I let her, eager to see what she had thought up. And then I felt it.

She had shifted to holding me in her mouth and licking her tongue all over it, polishing the head and circling the crown. But I wasn't feeling one tongue running over my cock. I was feeling three of them. Each motion of her tongue was repeated a moment later by a phantom tongue, then by another, three sensations all at once, like an echo down a valley but as pure sensation. A delayed Qi Projection. It was ingenious and I was beyond eager to attempt to replicate it but right now I could barely think of anything but how it felt, three tongues stroking me all at once, reminding me of her three gorgeous tails that she sometimes coiled around me.

I wanted to enjoy the sensation more, to let this go on as long as possible, but it was too much for me.

“I'm going to cum soon,” I warned her but in response the movements of her tongues only became more frantic. “Last warning,” I ground out and then I came.

Blast after blast of sticky white seed filled her mouth and she swallowed all of it eagerly. But even as I was cumming, even as her mouth was too busy swallowing to keep up the stimulation, the phantom tongues kept tormenting my tip, teasing more and more out of me until I had nothing more to give.

When my cock stopped twitching, when nothing more would come, she dispelled the phantom tongues and started suckling on the tip, trying to get the last little bit out, before showing off her empty mouth to me.

“Good girl,” I gasped.

“How many times did you cum this morning?” she asked. Clearly the question was rhetorical because a moment later she added: “And you still had this much left over for me?”

“What can I say?” I breathed. “I'll always have enough left for you, my gorgeous little vixen.”