CHAPTER 104: BAD TIMING

A few minutes later, Byron let out a deep grunt of pleasure and released his milk down her throat.

This was the first time Ayota had ever drunk cum, and the taste was a thousand times better than she had always fantasized.

The experience, or, the process, was even better. She was close to shedding tears of joy.

After making sure she had drunk every last droplet, she pulled Byron’s dick out of her mouth, looked at him and said, "It’s so delicious, daddy! If only there was a way to make you come again instantly."

Byron chuckled. "It wouldn’t be delicious if it was so easy to obtain."

"Is there really nothing I can do to make it happen again?"

"There are plenty of things you can do."

Her face beamed. "Tell me, daddy. Tell me and I will do every one of them. I want to taste your milk again before Lucille sends someone to fetch us."

"Aren’t you focusing on the wrong prize?"

"How so?"

"Turn around and go on all fours."

She looked confused. "All fours?"

"Yes! Like a dog!"

Joy replaced the confusion. She went on all fours instantly.

Byron took off his trousers and threw them away. He kneeled behind her, reached out and grabbed her ass. A moan escaped her lips when he spread her ass cheeks apart.

As for him, the sight of her virgin holes, one of them pink and wet and glowing...

The sight sent a throb through his dick. He was rock hard again. But he wasn’t going to slide into her pussy right away. She was a virgin. He was going to suck all the honey from her flower before ruining it.

He spat into her donut hole.

"Oh yes!" she moaned.

He spat into it again, watched as his saliva flowed down to her honeypot. He couldn’t wait anymore. He dived toward it and buried his mouth between her asscheeks, his tongue deep inside her donut hole.

"Oh, lord!" she screamed.

He licked her, and licked and licked. He was enjoying himself. And from the moans, she was enjoying herself too.

Using his mouth, and his tongue, he wiped the saliva he had spat there before, wiped it clean, then grabbed Ayota by her floral hair and pulled her head toward his and smacked his lips onto hers, feeding her everything he had just cleaned from her donut hole.

He didn’t wait to see her reaction. He buried his tongue deep inside that very hole and licked and licked until her screams went up an octave.

His first wish was fulfilled. He moved onto another item on his wish list.

Her virgin flower.

He planted a huge, muah kiss on those lips. They were full, and hot and the scent was the kind bees could die for.

He swiped his tongue toward and stopped when he reached her clit. She couldn’t take it. The sensation was extreme. She tried to pull away.

Fortunately for her, Byron held onto her buttcheeks with a firm grip. She couldn’t escape. She screamed, arched her back, wiggled and screamed again, but there was no escaping the extreme sensation as he licked her clit.

She had never known such pleasure.

And she wasn’t prepared for what came next. She squirted. Byron hadn’t expected it either. He couldn’t have known that she would orgasm before he even brandished his massive cock.

Nevertheless, he was so happy she did. Her sacred water poured onto his face, warm and the scent intoxicating.

’This is fuckin’ amazing!’

Ayota shuddered, her scream on the world record. The branches of the trees nearby shook as the birds which had been nesting and chilling in them flew away.

Byron was sure that a scream that could scare birds had reached the other Dryads. He had to hurry up and deflower Ayota before Lucille regretted her decision and sent someone to fetch them.

He grabbed his dick and brought it toward her virgin entrance. Another orgasmic shudder went through her when its head touched her pussy.

He didn’t push in right away.

"It might hurt a little at first," he told her. "Should I go on!"

She looked at him. Her face was flushed a colour redder than a tomato, her eyes teary and pleading. She nodded her head.

That was the only assurance he needed. He rubbed the head of his dick onto her entrance. Her wetness dropped onto it and spread onto her vulva as he continued to rub it.

This time, she looked at him and said, "Daddy, stop teasing me. Push it inside please!"

"Say no more!"

He quickly smeared her wetness onto his dick as if he was applying lubricant, then slowly slid it through the folds of her flower and pushed.

All the way!

"Ahhhh~"

He brought his hips backward and thrust into her again.

"Ahhh! It hurts!"

He thrust into her again.

"It hurts so good!"

You couldn’t tell if she was moaning, speaking, crying or screaming. Even she couldn’t tell. There was pain, pleasure, then pain and pleasure and pleasure and pleasure.

She had never felt anything like this before.

And this wasn’t the only time she had thought this today.

The walls of her virgin tunnel contracted around Byron’s massive dick, squeezing and squeezing. One couldn’t tell if their intention was to squeeze him out of her or make sure he wouldn’t leave her.

Over time, it didn’t matter. Both Byron and Ayota were panting and grunting and sweaty and giggly and drowning in pleasure.

They didn’t notice when the girl Lucille had sent to fetch them came and stood behind them, watching as if she was considering something.

Minutes passed and they still didn’t notice her. She looked like didn’t want to be noticed either. You could have thought she was a statue if her mouth didn’t open as if she wanted to speak and closed again without letting out any word.

It was bad timing and she knew it. She was going to let them at least finish this round, then she would tell them that Lucille wanted them back.

Except, it looked like they didn’t plan on finishing anytime soon.

’What should I do?’ she wondered.