Chapter 1348: Goddess’s Flower (r-18)

Phei turned them without breaking the kiss.

—Sienna went under his hands onto her side, then her back for half a breath before he dragged her up the bed and spun her into a 69.

Her thighs opened over his face while her high firm tits brushed his stomach. His giant cock now rose in front of her violet eyes, veined and thick, the dark head already wet enough that Sienna gulped the way she had the first time, leftover shaft standing so tall between them that her breath hit the underside before her mouth ever did.

Phei pulled the Goddess’s hips down.

Sienna’s pussy settled over Phei’s mouth already shining. The outer lips were soft and flushed, parted from how ready she was. The inner petals of her divine flower were a deeper wet pink, clinging together until his breath opened them while little entrance fluttered above his tongue, tight and gleaming, a clear bead welling at the hole and sliding down toward his lip.

For a second he only breathed her scent in feeling her divine scent of her pussy sharp with desire. He muttered against her, quiet enough that only her thighs heard it.

Before Phei opened his mouth over her pussy and gulped her pussy in all at once.

His lips were sealing around Sienna’s whole pussy with his tongue burying deep into that fluttering hole casino his nose to press her over her clit. He ate her in one hungering seal and drank her honey while he thrust his tongue in her pussy.

Her inner walls squeezed his tongue at once, hot and narrow, trying to pull him farther; the Young Dragon held her there and licked deeper until the Goddess’s wetness filled his mouth.

Sienna’s back arched hard over him — not a pretty curve but a strain.

Her spine pulled tight and her shoulders shook.

A broken sound left her throat.

"Ahh~"

Sienna’s ass flexed in Phei’s hands when he squeezed her firm cheeks and pulled her tighter onto his face, and her muscles jumped under his palms as he forced her down until her flower smothered him, wet and open, dripping iher nectar into his mouth; her divine petals spread around his lips and chin while he kept her there and swallowed.

Phei ate her like that with no half-measures.

He did long strokes first: his tongue flattened from the bottom of her entrance all the way up through her slick inner petals and over her pearl, then back down, and parted her as he went. Sienna’s thighs tightened around his head while he did it. Then he’d push into her cave again and fucked her with his tongue — in, curled against her soft front wall, dragged out shining.

Her honey ran warm over his chin.

He licked it up and went back for more, his tongue thick and patient, and opened her small hole until it stayed loose against his mouth.

When Phei pulled back for air, Sienna’s flower stayed open for him.

Her outer lips were left parted.

Her inner petals shone, glossy, pulled slightly outward by his mouth.

Her entrance held open a second too long, pink and wet, and fluttered around nothing while another bead of her nectar gathered at its rim.

He stared at it before he traced her gape with the tip of his tongue — one slow circle around her stretched little hole — then up through her folds, over the tight peak of her clit, then pushed back into her cave and fucked her with his tongue in deep strokes while Sienna shook over him and her high, firm tits dragged down his stomach.

"Haaah—"

Sienna’s arched back bowed deeper. Her spine shook; her ass lifted so he could take more of her, then flexed again when his fingers dug into her cheeks and spread her wider. He used her spread and held her open and licked from her entrance up over her clit, sealed his mouth on her again, and took her whole sex into his wet heat — sucked her outer lips, her divine petals, and her swollen pearl all at once — and tongued her hole while he sucked, until Sienna’s thighs shook around his head and another warm run of her honey spilled onto his tongue.

Above him, Sienna wrapped both hands around his cock and still could not close her fingers all the way around his thickness.

She stroked him root to tip once and felt every vein of his shaft under her palms.

The length of his shaft left above her fists was a problem she could see — a thick, wet pillar she had no place to put.

So much of Phei’s cock still stood free that his dark crown hovered near her mouth, both her fists stacked on his lower half and a heavy stretch of his manhood still left between her top hand and his dripping slit. She leaned in and dragged a long stripe from his balls up his underside, her tongue slow over each ridge, until she reached his flushed crown and kissed it.

She sucked just his tip first, her lips stretched, while her tongue circled his slit. Then she took Phei deeper.

Her mouth opened around his girth and stopped.

Sienna’s jaw burned with the stretch of his cock. Her lips went thin and pale at their corners.

His crown filled her throat, and the rest of his giant cock stood out in front of her face, veined and shining, too much of his shaft left aching in the air — a wet length she could measure with her eyes while her throat already shook around the little she had fit.

She tried anyway; she pushed, gagged and her throat fluttered hard around his head, and she pulled off with a wet gasp, her spit strung from her lower lip to his cock.

"Mhhm."

Phei felt it like a punch when the warmth of Sienna’s mouth was gone. The cold air on his wet length she could not take. His manhood throbbed in her fists, angry at how much of him was still outside her.

He groaned into her flower from that alone, and his groan buzzed against her clit.

Sienna’s thighs clamped his ears while he licked her through his own hunger.

She recovered and used everything else.

She licked him in long, hungry stripes.

She sucked one of his heavy balls into her mouth while both her fists pumped his shaft; his leftover length slid wet through her stacked hands and still stood free above them. Kissed down his veins, rubbed his dripping crown over her lips and tongue, then took him again — her cheeks hollowed, her throat clenched — until she gagged a second time and had to come off him and coughed once against his hip.

His cock leftover stretch shone under her hands, spit-wet, and pulsed. She suckled his head and moaned around it, and stroked what she would never swallow.

"Ahh."

Phei paid her back inside her.

His tongue pushed deep into Sienna’s cave and curled. He fucked her tight hole with it, then replaced his tongue with two fingers so he could suck her clit while he stroked her from inside. Sienna cried out around his cock.

Her inner walls clamped his fingers.

He curled them against her sweet spot and licked her pearl in short, wet flicks, then sealed over it and sucked until her body rolled helplessly against his face and her mouth slipped off his crown with a wet pop.

Her flower clenched and opened and clenched again.

Every time his fingers left her, her little entrance stayed stretched for a blink, pink and shining, before it tried to close. Every time he pushed back in, her honey spilled around his knuckles and ran down to his wrist.

He drank what reached his mouth.

Phei put his thumb on her clit and rubbed while his tongue fucked her hole. Looked up the line of Sienna’s body, past her slim waist and her high, firm tits that dragged across his stomach, to the Goddess’s face where it hovered over the leftover length of him.

Sienna’s violet eyes were already wet.

She looked down the length of him the same way, her mouth stretched around him again, and for a second they held each other’s gaze — Phei’s mouth on her, Sienna’s mouth on him — before he muttered her name into her open heat.

"Sienna~"

She jerked causing her thighs to lock around his head.

Her ass flexed hard in his hands as he pulled her down onto his thumb and tongue together. She took his cock into her mouth again and bobbed on what she could. Her spit ran down his thick veins onto her fists.

Her throat worked even if her jaw shook. Most of his cock stayed outside her lips, his shining shaft something she could only stroke while his crown battered the back of her mouth, and still the Nether Goddess kept him there with reverence and hunger mixed, her violet eyes wet, while her throat fluttered around a cock that would not fit.

Phei never stopped and ate her like a starving man: he flattened his tongue through her divine petals, speared her entrance, sucked her pearl, spread her ass so he could watch her flower stay pink and shiny and open every time he left it, then took her whole again with his lips around her, his tongue inside her, and his nose on her clit.

Sienna shook so hard her tits dragged over his stomach. Her moan vibrated straight down his shaft.

"Phei."

He felt her flutter on his tongue.

Felt her clit swelled under his thumb an he felt her thighs tremble and lock when he hit the place that made her lose her manners. She felt him too from the impossible weight of Phei’s cock on her tongue, the stretch of her lips, the heat of his pulse against her palms, the frustrated twitch of his hips every time she hollowed her cheeks and still left most of him untouched.

Neither of them stopped.

Sienna licked and sucked and stroked what she could never fully take.

Phei gulped her down, fingered her, spread her ass, watched her wet little cave open and close around his tongue, and kept her name in his mouth while he did it. Their wet sounds filled the locked-off quiet.

Year-hunger had somewhere to go, so they kept going; the week had already begun in their mouths alone.