Chapter 1 - Wholesome Blowjob&Titfuck

AN: This was pretty straight forward even for a Short, I enjoyed doing it simply because there wasn't a lot of thought. I got to just, do my job then take a nap. 
This has been sitting in my early access box for a little while now, sometimes I keep something in there a little longer so that when I haven't posted anything in a while I have something for you all. Never too long (on purpose), but a week or two.

Currently, I'm going through some health issues, had an emergency room visit and some bad news. I'm not gonna go into detail, I'll be fine long term and that's all that matters. But uh, yeah, glad I had this.
Enjoy!
Final warning, some male on futa dick sucking ahead. Real sloppy. 

“Chuuu~”
“Mmm… Always so gentle.” He compliments.

It’s a common exchange in this household. The scent of copper in the air, love shining between red eyes and brown. It’s like a kiss to them, in its own way, her lips to his neck and his warm arms wrapped around her back to hold her still and firm against him. Her thin fangs in his neck, gently sucking a trail of life between them, and her tongue gently lapping up what tries to escape of his precious gift to her. It’s intoxicating, all-consuming, their brains fog and for one long moment, they’re one person.

“Haah-” In the next moment, they’ve separated again, her lips helping him seal the wound with a little pressure and an application of supernatural magic. “I have to be, I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You could.” He reminds, holding her even tighter for the loss of their graceful connection. He holds her tighter, for her bare breasts against his chiseled chest. Her lovely mounds squeezed generously to fill out his profile. 

“You’re precious to me, I couldn’t.” She chides, the sealing of his skin signifying the finishing of her momentary meal. She draws back just a little, so he can see her smile. It’s tainted red, her teeth a brilliant metallic scarlet, and he can’t help but move to kiss her. He’s careful not to steal her meal off her sharp teeth, only allowing a surface probe of her lips. It’d be smarter to wait a few seconds for her to clean it so that he can go deep, but he has none of that. He needs to kiss her now, that’s all there is to it.

They hold together passionately for a long, heartfelt moment. Their naked bodies grinding thoughtlessly through her moment of utmost ecstasy. There’s blood on her tongue, his blood, and it’s so much better than anyone else’s because it is his and for no other reason. The flicker of static followed by a scream hits her ears, shocking her back into reality for the briefest moment to look to the side and be reminded their television is on.

Some Halloween flick she barely remembers choosing highlights the screen, a moment before some girl’s insides become outsides. “So unrealistic.” She groans to herself before her eyes flicker back to him. Forgetting their movie night once again.

He takes that moment of lacking focus to will up a smirk, and the very instant they take each-other in anew he pushes her back. Her head hits the cushion set up on the arm of the couch almost instantly, and he pulls back, using his shifting position to run his tongue down her chest. He sucks in her nipple for a long, drawn-out pleasantry. Slurping and pushing her tits together so he can get both at once.

“Haah, stooop, you’re a tease!” She gasps, pleading before her fingers slip over the back of his head and intertwine with his dark hair. “Aah- Now you got me all hard!”

That seems to be what he was waiting for, on this comfortable couch, because he pulls back immediately and starts kissing down her stomach. He forcefully draws another few gasps from her on his way down, his fingers drawing sensual, sensitive circles in her side until one of those kisses lands on her thick cock. 

“Careful, it’s still too much for you.” She reminds with a wince in her eyes for even trying to stop him.

He laps at her rapidly engorging length despite her, sucking her sensitive tip the moment she tries to open her mouth again. “I’ll be fine.” He says, ensuring the vibrations from his voice rock through her length. “You don’t have to worry about me, I can handle it if it’s you..”

“But-oaah!” She falls back on herself, eyeing the ceiling while grasping the back of his head. His tongue sends shivers down and up her spine rapidly. Every little movement he makes is an old friend to her, someone to revel in their time together. Her cheeks heat up when his lips wrap around her tip completely. Talking is over, now it’s time to fade into the sensuality like one might a paralyzingly pleasurable ichor.

He slips down her shaft despite her earlier warning, treading lightly over her glands but giving no mercy with his powerful and sudden suction. Last she knew he was still practicing on the tip and using assorted fruits and such to both enhance his state of health and get that anytime experience for her length. She shoulda known all the sweetness in his blood recently was over practicing, but no mere banana can ready him for her. Not on its own. “Hah, that’s enough, I’m happy with that.” She cries out, wishing desperately for just another inch, and despite his position halfway down her tremendous length, despite her words, she gets it.

He knows better than to listen to her concerns on an issue like this. She cares too much for him, and would never let him soar free. She’s watched too many men hurt themselves in her years, to do anything but smile for him and beg him not to do the dangerous thing. 

He hasn’t. He’s a youthful gentleman who’s earned her favor time and time again, and he has no plans of stopping now. Not when his cheeks are filled fit to burst with her meat. He bobs back up, so he can bob down. Slurps her thickness into one cheek then the next, cramming his mouth full of the assorted wonder that is her cumstick.

She bucks up, feeling herself disappear into her loved one. His every nook and cranny starting to fill with her against her warnings. She feels a sense of deep satisfaction at that, more pride for him than anything else, but still pleasant beyond reason. Why wouldn’t it be, when her cock is being so ravenously devoured by someone that truly cares about how she feels and isn’t just trying to steal favor from her in some way or another.

She savors it, drifts a little deeper into a sea of emotion with his every haphazard bob. His chin slaps against her balls, and she throbs for him. Warning him with a twitch of her sack and a powerful shake deep inside his mouth that soon he’ll have given her enough, and she’ll be giving back tenfold.

His cheeks are soft, his airway tight. It’s too much, and she gasps in warning. “Hey, I’m gonna-” She warns, pushing her ass back into the couch to get away from his throat. Her movements have a serpentine care to them, all to give him the time it needs to pull off and not suffer the typhoon that overwhelmed him last time.

Glug, he sounds into her instead. He ignores her warning, presses down deeper onto her shaft. So deep she can feel the entrance to his throat, feel his last exhale blow past her and his last inhale surround her. It’s too much, his momentary devotion too meaningful. With one final “Gkk!” She unloads, everything stored within her coming to the forefront at once.

His tight seal around her stops her from escaping at first. The first few thick globs flowing down his gullet like rivulets, before a storm approaches and an incomprehensible amount of semen draws itself from deep within her. Her balls clench for him, helping pump his reward even further than he can take.

His stomach visibly expands, he’s clearly overwhelmed, and just as her worry for him begins to take away from the experience he jumps up. The sudden freedom from his tight channel and her apprehension allows one final, massive blast to fly up into the air. It spins in the light, drenches the sky, and downpours upon her tits. It bounces off her mounds, covering her face as well as creating a creamy landing space that soaks right up into her now shiny melons.

“You didn’t have to…” She groans blissfully. “I’da been happy even if you didn’t try to drink it all.”

“I wanted to.” He says, opening his mouth to show her what’s left inside it. A thick cream is spread along with his tongue, swished with an odd practiced grace. “I’m just happy to make you smile,” he says before he grips the side of the couch and begins to get up.

“Oh no you don’t.” She huffs the moment he tries to get away. He finds her feet suddenly ramming into the back of his knees, dropping him back onto her at the same time she pulls him with incredible, supernatural strength.

Her hands land on his shoulders to keep him steady, while her legs pull him forward, and even so he still has to grab her hips to maintain balance. “Woah!” He cries, being pulled once again, this time all the way towards her until his generous, weighty meat slips right between her offered mounds in a grand gesture. They bounce for him, slapping against his flesh, only stopping because she lets go of his shoulders and squeezes them together around him on her own.

In an instant, he finds his position changed from leaving to get them something to drink before they fall back into the movie to sandwiched between her massive, cum covered joys. “You’re hard as a rock.” She declares, eyeing him with a gentle scowl, “and you just treated me so nicely. Let me show you what I’m feeling before you run away.”
Waves of flesh flow over him, her breasts bouncing with fervor. "Mm!" he groans, grabbing hold of them himself to release her from her burden, and thrusting. His balls slap against her titflesh, causing them to ripple, and with a little growl, she takes charge right back. 

Her hands squeeze her tits, rolling them and rocking them to smother his length in care. It feels like she’s churning. “Haao, woah, you’re going all out!” He cries, bracing his hands on her nipples so he can grind his palm into her blissfully while using them as a platform to balance so he can rut.

“Hehe! I’m not to be underestimated just because you managed to swallow!” Her shiny reds twinkle with joy, watching him needily thrust between her favorite two places. “For my boyfriend? I’ll do anything!” He arches, finding himself on a quick precipice and urge to cum, and he squeezes her tits gently to let her know. She pauses suddenly, letting him mull his impending orgasm over, so he can get a grateful second wind and make the treat even greater.

She doesn’t push him, she wants him to last. A man like him can cover quite a lot of her if she gives him the chance to build up. It’s one of the things that caught her eye about him in the first place. She merely massages his length with her roving hills, smirking until he can’t take it anymore. He begins to saw again, panting lowly while meeting her gaze.

Her bountiful breasts jump for him with every slap, making their way into his hands with the slightest touches. He pushes in until his tip pushes out, and she wastes no opportunity to lick that tip enticingly before he pulls back so that he can repeat the process with her whole cavern in between.


"Haaah, haaah...Is it really, ah, something you’re enjoying, as much as I am?" He asks as he pressures, finishing a series of forward bucks only to start jabbing shallowly right against her bountiful breast so that his tip can bob out close to her lips while still enjoying her offered bounty.

“Yes, mm-pound my tits, ooh, please don’t hesitate!” She cries out for his benefit, slathering his rod when she can in a thick coating of drool. She grips him tighter with her hands around her glory, squeezing him for all he’s worth now that he’s got a path. It makes those shallow movements more meaningful and draws him into her lips so she can suck at his tip and lick new circles clockwise then counter with every jab.

He grunts, teasingly, and increases the pace. It fills the room with wet slaps and whaps scrotum against titflesh; up until it’s far too much for her to take. She just can’t anymore, she’s drooling too much, has gently teased him with her fangs along the side of his shaft too many times in one sitting. She has a hunger now, a real one, and it must be sated.

With a moment of powerful deliberation, she crosses her arms over the top of her bust and begins to do crunches. Her actions take away his power, his ability to tease her, and allows her to fuck her breasts onto his throbbing dick while slurping him down like a grand breakfast.
“Haah-thank you!” He cries out, grateful for the change of pace. A lovely moment passes, their bodies intertwining in a memorable way he’ll take with him forever. That is until he the bubbling gratitude inside him begins to pump itself to her against his will. “Haah, ahh! I’m gonna cum.” He warns her, has to warn her, she warns him. 

She makes good use of his verbalness, slurping on his length one last time, before drawing back. It’s clear she wants to drink it, she even leaves her mouth open so at least one healthy glob can make its way onto her outstretched tongue, but she has other plans. She wants a coating to match what she gave herself. 

He thrusts once more, takes control for a mere moment at her begging eyes, and finds himself exploding messily against her face. His hot seed coats her cheek with yet another powerful, sloppy drip, it assaults her other cheek for good measure, it fires a glob onto her forehead and a nice thick streamer into her mouth. 

It just keeps coming, until it’s pooling against her tits, more and more. It covers her as if a milky carapace for almost half a minute before he stops.

“This, is one of the many reasons I care for you.” She says to him, taking in their intermixing fluids. “I don’t look that different from when it was just mine, but now I can feel it coming together to make a mess. My heart swoons for it, for us.” She reaches up to take his hand in her own and stares into his eyes lovingly.

For the second time this evening, they feel as one, and her tongue runs along her lips reflexively for it. “I can feel you.” She says, allowing her whole body to writhe momentarily in the ecstasy he’s afforded her. “I can feel you everywhere.” She explains. “It feels like you love me.”

“That’s because I do.” He doesn’t hesitate for a single second to pull his recently drained cock out of his prize so that he can draw back and lean into her, going for a kiss despite her covering of his cum.

He’s rewarded with her lips for a single moment before he hears her giggle. “Sorry, that blowjob took a lot out of me. Chuuu!” Tiny blades enter his neck, her arms wrapping his back and holding him close. It’s all he can do to wrap her back and snort, groaning comfortably into her embrace. “Drink up, I certainly did.”

