My novel has been rejected by the webnovel.
Something about my novel being too complicated or something.
It's a pity but what can be done about that, huh?
I'm not quitting, but after a few more releases, I'll be shifting to some other site, or creating my own Patreon channel. Well, whatever it is, I hope you guys can continue to support me, not just here but there, wherever I go, as well.
Read my other novel I have just started for now, though.
'My world to Free-use.'
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Chapter 57
"Oh, honey~~" Aunt Elise let out a moan as she said, her face turned to look at me, "What's gotten into you all of a sudden? You never go down on m--"
To say she was shocked would be an understatement. The look on her face was of pure horror. She couldn't believe what she was seeing and didn't know how to properly process it. She could just see me and kept looking at me.
However, was I worried?
Not at all. I mean, I initially was but then I read the horror on her face. It wasn't because she found her nephew in the middle of her legs. It wasn't because it was her nephew the one who had given her the orgasm of her life and how wrong it was.
No.
I couldn't tell what it was. But one thing I could say with certainty was that she didn't dislike what had just happened. She didn't hate it.
And perhaps that was why; she was horrified.
"Ty---" Just as she was about to speak and I was about to listen, the door handle turned, producing a noise, startling her in between her sentence. She reacted almost instantly and covered me with the bed sheets, stuck between her legs and soft, creamy thighs.
I heard someone enter, someone with irregular steps as I heard Tom's voice next, "Ahh, the world is spinning."
With that, he flopped on the bed and I heard next, "Were you drinking?"
It was my aunt's voice and the nervousness in it was evident enough. But, I was focused on something else. With my awakening, I could see in the dark just well enough to make everything out.
And right now, I could see the heaven literally in my sight. Her thighs weren't pressing on me too hard but my senses were being clouded by the lust hue emitting from her. It was stronger than ever and even though I had eaten a great amount of it already, it was still too much for me to bear.
So, without caring for the situation, I extended my tongue and gave her a slight lick.
"Hngg!"
She moaned. I wasn't paying any attention to her talk with Tom, her husband, and my uncle, but I was sure as hell focused on her moans that drove me mad with joy and lust.
And then there was the taste. The taste this time was different than the taste before. It was more... forbidden. Well, not like it wasn't forbidden before, but this time, it was a bit too forbidden and that made me ache.
To be more specific, my dick ached. I was on my stomach after all and it was pressed between the bed and my body and it was so, so uncomfortable that I wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.
"Wh-hic-at's wro-ng?" Tom asked, his speech greatly slurred. I didn't know what my aunt was doing, but her grip on me through her thighs tightened.
"No-nothing." When she said that, I didn't care if she would be caught doing this with me or not, I gave it another lick, making her yelp once more and the grip of her thighs tightened even more, most probably to signal me to stop.
But, if I was being honest, her soft thighs didn't hurt at all, and added to that the fact that I was superhuman. The grip on her thighs only excited me and I divulged in that excitement to my heart's content.
I licked her once again, eliciting another moan from her but I was considerate this time and properly waited until Tom fell asleep, and soon enough, I heard the snoring in the room and such a guttural snoring couldn't belong to Aunt Elise.
So, sure of Tom's unconscious state, I licked my aunt once more, who stifled her moan but loosened her thigh grip on me which oddly made me disappointed but that didn't last long since I now had full access to her pussy and it was secreting her wonderful juices.
Juices, I, of course, drank hungrily and to my heart's content. Even though my lust gauge was yellow, The pleasure I felt was never-ending. The hunger I felt was never-ending.
"Ahhnn~~ Huunnmm~~"
She moaned, her moans lengthy but her volume was a little low. I could tell her moans were muffled and one of her hands was tightened around her mouth to make sure her moans didn't leak out.
I didn't stop and kept on going until she clenched around me once again. I reached out and nibbled on her magic button, her clit. As soon as I gave it a flick...
"AAAHHHNNN!!!~~~" She moaned into her hand, making Tom fidget but there was no other movement from him. But it wasn't like Aunt Elise cared. She was too immersed in her second orgasm to care what her husband would think if he caught us.
I gulped hungrily until she was completely dehydrated. Once she was done and just lying on the bed limply, I perched myself up on my knees and undid my jeans, revealing my cock to her. She could see my actions but she didn't have the strength to say anything, let alone do anything.
I straddled her shoulders, my knees on both of her sides while my hips were slightly raised.
I didn't know what my strength status was but I was sure it would be too much for her to bear. Once I was in place and her soft tits covered by her tank tops were touching the back of my thighs, I simply placed my dick on top of her face, doing nothing at all.
The rest was up to her. If she didn't do anything, I would get up and leave, leaving the rest for later. Whether she'd just tell me off, or she'd tell me to leave, or she'd decide to make this public would be for later.
What'll come now would depend on whether or not her lips would cover my dick or not.
I kept looking into her eyes and she kept looking back into mine. Her chest was still heaving, tired of the two consecutive orgasms she had just experienced.
She looked into my eyes for a while but eventually, her mouth opened. She did nothing more but that was all the answer I needed. I moved forward, shoving my dick inside of her mouth as gently as I could. The resistance of my own was too much, holding back wasn't exactly easy given the current circumstances.
Still, I was as gentle as possible and didn't rush in. I pushed as much as I could, almost half of my dick, and then she clamped her lips around my cock, tightening her grip around my dick. The pressure, the warmness, the wetness, and above all else...
"Ahh~~"
I couldn't help but moan as she licked my dick inside her mouth and suck it at the same time. I was almost at the end of erupting. That was how good it was. The problem with this blowjob compared to the all others I had received before was very simple.
Experience.
It was on another level, her experience. The pressure, the suction, and the licks. Not one of them was in disharmony. The technique was so refined and orderly that in no time I was cumming straight into her mouth.
"Aahhh~~~" With another moan, I let everything inside of her mouth but I kept my gaze on her. On her face, I could detect the pride of making me cum so soon.
It was embarrassing, to be honest. I didn't expect to cum so soon but it was too much, too stimulating for an inexperienced person like me. She could pick up on that point as well and I swear that I could spot the smirk on her face as if she was making fun of me, only adding to my embarrassment.
The more embarrassed I was, the more I felt the urge to push further in and that was exactly what I did. As soon as I finished cumming and she finished drinking all of it, I didn't pull my dick out but instead pushed it further in, surprising her instantly.
"It's not over yet," I whispered as I pushed all the notifications in my vision aside and focused on pushing further in. I was too sensitive at the moment and she felt it as well. She smirked even further, her surprise gone and replaced by confidence.
It was about pleasure, I could tell, but it was also about who would give in first. At least it was so for me but for Aunt Elise, it wasn't even a challenge.
Her eyes gave me a look that said, 'Bring it on.'
'Bring it on' I did. I began to thrust inside her mouth and pull back, building a rhythm of penetration, as gently as I could.
However, as sensitive as I was, and as good as she was, I could tell...
This was a fucking losing battle.