Chapter 33: Maid’s Service [2] [18+]

“Good answer.”

Lily leaned back slightly, changing the angle. Now, instead of just sliding, she was using the weight of her breasts to massage the head of my penis. She swirled her torso.

Squish. Rub. Squelch.

The sensation was maddening. The oil had warmed up from the friction, turning into a hot, viscous layer that heightened every nerve ending. I felt my balls tightening. The urge to erupt was climbing my spine rapidly.

[System Warning: Stamina Depleting rapidly. Ejaculation Imminent.]

’Not yet,’ I thought, gritting my teeth. ’I can’t finish this fast. I need to last. I need to dominate her.’

“System! Open Store!”

A holographic window flickered in my mind’s eye, invisible to Lily.

[Current Lust Points: 70] [Exchange Rate: 10 LP = 1 Stat Point]

’Buy Stamina! All of it!’

[Transaction Complete. -70 LP.] [Stamina: 14 -> 21]

BOOM.

A rush of energy flooded my veins. It felt like a shot of adrenaline mixed with ice water. The trembling in my legs stopped. The desperate edge of my arousal dulled just enough to give me control. My breathing steadied.

Lily noticed the change. She paused, looking down at me with confusion. She had expected me to pop any second, but instead, my hips thrust up with renewed vigor.

“You…” she narrowed her eyes, licking her lips. “You’re holding back?”

“I’m just getting started,” I growled.

I sat up. The bed was so slippery I practically slid into a sitting position. My sudden movement dislodged my cock from her cleavage with a loud POP.

“Master?”

“Lift your arm,” I ordered, my voice rough.

Lily blinked, surprised by the sudden command, but the dominance in my tone made her obey instantly. She lifted her left arm, exposing her armpit.

It was smooth, hairless, and glistened with a mixture of the vanilla oil and her own natural sweat. The scent hitting me was potent—a raw, musky cocktail of pheromones that bypassed logic and went straight to the lizard brain.

I leaned in and buried my nose in her pit.

Sniff.

“Ah!” Lily jolted, a shiver running down her spine. “Master! That’s… dirty!”

“It smells delicious,” I murmured against her skin.

I stuck my tongue out.

Lick.

I dragged my tongue up the hollow of her armpit, tasting the salty sweat mixed with the sweet oil.

“Hyaaah!” Lily squealed, her face turning crimson. “Don’t lick there! It’s sensitive!”

I ignored her. I licked again, swirling my tongue in the concave depression. Then, I grabbed my oil-slicked cock.

“Since you like using your body parts to please me,” I whispered, positioning the head of my penis against her armpit. “Let’s try this.”

I pushed forward.

Gliddddde.

My cock slid into her armpit. It was tight—tighter than her breasts. The muscle and skin there gripped me firmly.

“Clamp down,” I instructed.

Lily bit her lip, her face flushed with shame and arousal, but she lowered her arm, squeezing my shaft between her bicep and her side.

“Oh god…” I groaned.

The texture was different from her breasts. It was firmer, hotter. And the visual—seeing my cock pounding into her armpit, churning up the white foam of her sweat and the oil—was incredibly lewd.

I began to fuck her armpit.

Schlop-slap. Schlop-slap.

“M-Master…” Lily whined, her free hand clutching the sheets. “This is… humiliating… I’m a Head Maid… being used like this…”

“You love it,” I panted, thrusting rhythmically. “You’re a dirty maid who likes being covered in my filth.”

“Yes… I am…” she admitted, her eyes rolling back. “Use me… make me dirty…”

I grabbed her other breast with my free hand, squeezing the oily flesh hard, watching the nipple darken under my pressure. I was pounding into her armpit, kneading her tit, and inhaling her musk.

The friction was building up again. The oil was starting to turn tacky and white from the vigorous motion.

“Lily,” I gasped, pulling out of her armpit with a wet squelch.

My dick was throbbing, fully gorged with blood, veins popping along the shaft. It was coated in her sweat and the frothy oil.

I looked at her. She was panting, her chest heaving, her armpit red from the friction, her tits glistening. She looked like a masterpiece of sleaze.

“I need your mouth,” I said. “Clean me off.”

Lily didn’t hesitate. She didn’t even wipe her face. She crawled forward on the bed, her movements feline and predatory.

“With pleasure,” she purred.

She grabbed the base of my cock with both oily hands. She looked at it like it was a holy relic. She opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue to catch the strings of oil dripping from the tip.

Then, she bobbed her head.

GULP.

She took it deep. The warm, wet heat of her mouth enveloped me, a stark contrast to the cooling oil.

She began to suck. Hard.

Gluck. Gluck. Schlop.

The sound was wet and heavy, magnified by the silence of the room. Lily’s head bobbed rhythmically, her cheeks hollowing out as she created a vacuum around my shaft. The oil that coated my dick acted as the perfect lubricant, mixing with her saliva to create a thick, slippery froth that coated her lips and chin.

“Fuuuck…” I hissed, grabbing a handful of her blonde hair. It was greasy with oil, but I didn’t care. I needed an anchor.

She swirled her tongue around the sensitive ridge of the glans, humming deep in her throat. The vibration traveled straight down my cock, electrifying my nerves. She wasn’t just sucking; she was worshipping. Her eyes looked up at me, glazed with lust, her mascara slightly smudged, giving her a corrupted, devastatingly sexy look.

I couldn’t stay passive. The rush of the Stamina: 21 was coursing through me, demanding action.

“Take it deeper,” I growled.

I bucked my hips upward.

GULP.

“Mmph!”

Lily’s eyes widened as I thrust into her throat, bypassing her gag reflex. She took it like a champion, her throat muscles massaging the head of my cock. I began to face-fuck her.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

My thighs slapped against her cheeks. I pulled her head down with every thrust, burying myself in her wet heat.

“You like the taste of your own oil?” I sneered, pulling out until just the tip remained, then slamming back in. “You like tasting my filth?”

She pulled off for a split second, a string of saliva and oil connecting her mouth to my dick.

“Yes… Master’s flavor…” she panted, before diving back down, attacking the shaft with renewed fervor. She used her hand to stroke the base while her mouth worked the top, a dual assault that was quickly bringing me to the edge again.

[System Notification: Sexual Dominance (Oral) – Continuous.] [Reward: +60 Lust Points.]

’System! Convert! Now!’

[Exchange Rate: 15:1] [Converting 60 LP -> 4 Stat Points.] [Stat Allocated: Stamina.] [Stamina: 21 -> 25]

The familiar rush of ice-cold energy hit my veins just as my balls tightened.

“I’m gonna cum!” I warned, my voice cracking. “Open up, Lily! Catch it!”

I didn’t pull out. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved myself as deep as I could go.

“Mmph—?!”

THROB.

I erupted.

Pshhht! Pshhht!

Hot, thick ropes of semen shot straight down her throat. I felt her swallow reflex trigger—once, twice, three times—but the volume was too much.

I pulled out abruptly.

POP.

“Ahhh!”

My cock sprayed the remaining load all over her face. Thick white cum mixed with the glistening oil on her cheeks, plastered her eyelashes, and dripped from her nose.

She sat back on her heels, panting, her face a masterpiece of glazed ruin. She licked a drop of cum from the corner of her lip, smiling dazedly.

“Delicious…” she whispered.

But I wasn’t done. With Stamina: 25, my refractory period was practically non-existent. My dick, still semi-hard and dripping, began to twitch and swell again immediately.

“Don’t get comfortable,” I said, grabbing her arm. “We’re not finished.”

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