Bridal Lessons - Chapter 30
Iscarion rubbed the moist tip against Rosen’s lips, forcing her to part them. The thick glans pushed through the slightly open gap, pressing down on her soft, small tongue, making it concave.
“Open your mouth. Wider.”
“Mmph, hmmm, mph.”
“You need to try harder if you want to repay your debt.”
The debt, as mentioned the previous day, meant paying back for all the care she had received over the years.
The thick shaft filled her small mouth entirely, the throbbing rod pressing against the tender inside of her cheek and pushing deep. The distinct, tangy scent filled her mouth… The suffocating sensation as the shaft filled her throat almost made her cry.
Despite its heavy, solid core, the surface of the shaft felt surprisingly soft against the flesh of her mouth. The resilient glans, pressing deep into her tongue, felt the same. But no matter how wide she tried to open, Rosen’s small mouth could barely take in half of the enormous shaft. When the thick head blocked her throat and prodded the back, she let out a choked noise.
“Mmph, mmph! Ahh, ngh.”
“That’s it.”
Iscarion clicked his tongue lightly and pressed her cheeks with his fingers. Rosen gulped down the scant air that made its way into the widened space near her throat. Yet, it seemed he had no intention of pulling out his shaft.
“Relax your throat and wrap your tongue around the tip. Suck gently, that’s right.”
“Mm, mmph…”
“Keep your eyes open.”
“Hmph, ngh!”
“Remember the lollipops you loved as a child? You used to cry for them every day, even after brushing your teeth. Do it like you did then.”
“Mmph, ah, stop, ah…”
As she grew a bit more accustomed to sucking the tip, Iscarion held the back of her head firmly and thrust himself deep into her mouth. His coarse hair brushed against the tender skin around her lips. Whenever she tried to pull back for air, he would shake her head forward and back as if to punish her.
A lollipop, he said—what a ridiculous comparison. The massive, fleshy rod with its intimidating size was nothing like the candy she enjoyed as a child. No matter how much she struggled, his strong grip didn’t loosen. He was like a terrifying commander disciplining a soldier who had broken the rules. As her mouth was stretched painfully and her knees went numb, Rosen couldn’t think of anything but frantically sucking his shaft.
“Watch your teeth.”
Cheeks puffing out like a little squirrel, when her small teeth scraped against the surface, he frowned. A large hand lifted her top, snaking inside her underwear, finding her nxxples and twisting them harshly. Ahh! The embarrassing and painful punishment made tears spring to her eyes.
“Is that the best you can do?”
“Ngh, ah!”
Despite the thin, pained whimpers escaping her lips, he showed no signs of mercy. While Rosen panted and serviced him with her mouth, Iscarion tugged and pinched her small nxxples whenever he felt displeased.
Whenever she couldn’t bear the overwhelming sensation and tried to pull back, he would grab her hair and yank her forward. Rosen, being pulled back and forth, gulped down the pooling saliva hurriedly. As her mouth tightened around his shaft, squeezing it with her soft, moist inner cheeks, his jaw tensed.
“Ngh.”
After a while, he let out a low sigh. The throbbing erxctixn twitched, and a thick, salty fluid spurted from the engorged tip.
“Swallow it all.”
“…Mmph.”
Even after cxmming, Iscarion didn’t withdraw immediately, pressing the remaining sxmxn out against her soft cheek.
Without any chance to resist, Rosen had to gulp down the copious amount of sxmxn shot deep into her throat. If she didn’t, the sticky fluid would cling to her throat, making her gag uncontrollably.
Once he finally withdrew, giving her a moment to breathe, Rosen couldn’t hold back any longer and vomited the remaining sxmxn onto the carpet. Iscarion’s expression turned icy as he watched the milky liquid drip down her slender chin.
“…Ah…”
Without giving her a moment to escape, he grabbed her and shoved her head back between his legs. Despite just cxmming, his shaft showed no signs of softening. The engorged glans, which had swollen in arousal right before climax, swelled again as it rubbed against her soft tongue. The head, slick with sticky fluid, emanated an overpowering, lewd scent.
