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It starts out soft. Peppering gentle kisses through your clothed clit, hardening it in the process, and creating a cute wet spot on your underwear.

"Aww, cutie, you're so sweet! I can already see your pretty pearl harden for me!" You squirm at the embarrassment of your sensitivity, but Rafayel regains control quickly, holding your thighs open for him to marvel at your glory. 

Rafayel does not bother with taking your underwear off. He wants to taste you now, and what he wants, he gets. 

Upon sliding your panties to the side, he follows a strict protocol; using his thumb and index finger, he gets a real good look at you. He inspects your twitching hole, teasing the entrance with the tips of his finger. He'll "accidentally" flick your clit, and when your body spasms at the sudden contact, he'll let out a soft chuckle. 

When you start to desperately buck your hips against his mouth, that's when Rafayel sloppily eats you out. 

It doesn't matter how much of a mess you both make; he will hang his mouth open, letting all of his spit dribble onto your soaking cunt. 

Patience is his leading quality; he never pushes your boundaries and is always ready to praise you. Though the more you spend time with him, the more you want to express your love. So, when you approach Sylus with the desire to overcome your fear of kissing, he gets the wondrous idea to place a lovely pink vibrator under you, while he teaches you how to kiss.

“Stop squirming, sweetie, and open your mouth more. Say, " Aah,” You’ve made a complete mess of your underwear, and the toy is placed precisely on your sensitive pearl as you sit on it. Sylus’ hands are on your hips, holding you still as you try to focus on his lips. 

You comply with his order, too fucked-out to care about this embarrassing act. With your mouth ajar, Sylus sucks on your tongue, eliciting a whimper from you. The faster the toy goes, the more you feel the urge to deepen the kiss. You hum on the toy excitedly, hoping for more stimulation.

“You’re so desperate, kitten..Are you already going to come?” Mirth fills his eyes as you nod, taking the initiative to kiss him this time. Sylus is caught off guard, but quickly regains control by grinding your hips back onto the vibrator.

“That’s a good girl. Make your cummies for me.” He’s breathless, but you pay no mind to it, pushing your lips onto his. You soon feel that victorious sensation, and once it’s crashed down, Sylus turns off the toy.

It doesn't matter where you are, he will find a way to get into your pants. Whether that's in the hallway, near the servants' kitchen, in his office, or in the garden, he doesn't care.

He loves to finger your sweet cunny out in the open where everyone can see. Even if you won't outwardly admit it, the possibility of getting caught turns you on so much. You clench every time someone is nearby, and Ayato plunges his fingers deeper into you.

And when he is in his office, he allows you to sit on his lap. Though the innocence of it doesn't stay this way for too long. You hump his thigh, trying not let any noise come out of your mouth so as not to distract him. He holds onto your waist, giving it a tight squeeze, encouraging you to rub yourself on him with more force. Pent up by then, he unexpectedly lays you on his desk, papers and pencils flying everywhere. As he finally gets a clear view of your blissed-out face, his gaze runs south to where your precious pearl lies. Out of a desire to inspect, he’ll part the lips gently, admiring the wet strings that connect between the folds. “Such a messy girl.” The condescending tone makes you shiver, but there is nothing but love in his eyes. Affection takes over him as he squeezes your lips gently and kisses the smushed, sensitive bud. “Must I clean up after all of your messes, sweetie?” The kisses got sloppier and dirtier. What was initially an act  of cleaning up quickly turned into something that made you messier. Your wet juices were all over his face, dripping from his chin, but Ayato wanted more. He was thirsty for the release of your sweet honey, and he was going to get it one way or another. Sucking your clit with more ferocity, your thighs tremble as they squeeze Ayato’s head. There was no going back. You grab onto his head, like it’s the only thing that is grounding you, and thrust into his mouth. The seeking of pleasure is the one thing on your mind. You knew that something was different. It was going to be much more explosive, and you knew that your dearest husband would appreciate every last drop of it. Every thrust and every tongue flick got faster, the impending release coming out sooner than expected. With one thumb continuously rubbing circles on your clit, Ayato opens his mouth wide as you squirt. Delighted by the sweetness of your juice that was collected by his earnest efforts. 

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It's been a while since you both decided to be a couple, yet the shame and the guilt remain in the relationship. Nothing but soft kisses and cuddles are exchanged between the two of you.

One night, while Caleb is asleep, you touch yourself at the thought of him. A few moans slipping from your tongue. You can't help yourself, really. Every day, you think about it. About his dick and how long and big it must be. Or how much you crave his fingers inside your mouth. You rub your clit faster, approaching your climax. It's dark in your room, but in the corner of your eye, you can see that your door is slightly ajar. Through the crack, you see Caleb, and he, too, is touching himself.

"Caleb!?!" you yelp, immediately retracting your hand from your pussy. " Wha-wha-what are you doing? I thought you were sleeping!” You try to make your innocence believable, but Caleb doesn’t stop touching himself. Instead, he comes into your bedroom, closing the door behind him. “It’s okay, sweetie. Nobody is here to stop us.” You can hear the slick sounds of him gliding his hand up and down his cock. “So, this is how he masturbates.” You think, getting horny again from the sight. “It’s okay, pips. It will be our own little secret.” He gives you a reassuring smile. You lie back down on the bed, your hand finding its way down your pants again.

The sight is beyond pathetic. As you both try to get off, your eyes wander onto his, before quickly looking down at his leaky cock, too embarrassed to make eye contact. Caleb is getting close, and you know because he is now doing deep and harsh thrusts into his hand. You rub your clit faster, imagining him pounding you instead. You both refuse to maintain eye contact as you orgasm, and once the high stops, Caleb leaves immediately. 

The next day, you both act as if nothing happened. Too ashamed of what had transpired during that night, but little did you know that this would change your whole relationship.

Indeed, it’s not too long before you and Caleb get needy again. The stimulation from mutual masturbation stops being enough for the two of you. Instead, while play-fighting, you feel something hard pressing on the back of you. You know what it is, but you feign ignorance, continuing your assault on him. It starts off simple, with just a few wiggles from your butt to keep him weak, but soon, you start to hump, and it’s the greatest thing ever. 

It’s perfect, really. You get to get off on Caleb’s hard cock, without ever going to the next step! Ever since discovering dry humping, you both can not stop doing it. It doesn’t matter where. At home, in his office, at the park, on the bus, when you're sitting on his lap (you are very discreet about it). You can’t get enough of it. It’s your guilty pleasure.

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You have all of your firsts with Caleb, and so, when it comes to sucking cock, Caleb makes no exception for what he is about to teach you. 

You always knew it was big just from the play-fighting you both did. It was a secretly shared agreement, and you craved it so badly. When you approached Caleb with the desire to learn how to please him, he was hesitant. He’s such a giver, always wanting your climax above anything else. How can he let his precious girl do something so filthy? However, your pleading eyes make him give in, and soon, he places a pillow beneath your knees where the lesson is about to start.

His pants are off, and through his boxers, you’re rubbing your face all over his erection, feeling all the veins through the bridge of your nose and your cheeks. You get delirious from the smell alone, squeezing your legs together in hopes that the stimulation is enough to keep you focused on his cock. Then you start to travel lower, toward his balls. They’re heavy, and you know that they’re aching for that sweet release. You continue your assault on them, rubbing your face on them, and massaging them gently in your palms. Up until now, Caleb was trying his best at keeping his composure, but the amount of attention and love that you’re giving him is enough to make him have an orgasm. “S-shit, pips—ah! It feels so good—ah..” The sound of his approval makes you want to give him more. 

Removing his boxers is no easy feat; Caleb is persistent in not going any further. “That’s enough teaching for the day, baby. It’s time that I return the favor.” You’re aware that this is an excuse to avoid this, but you need this, and you know that he wants it just as much as you do. “Please give it to me. I want to show you how much I love you.” At your sudden confession, Caleb turns red and soon lets his guard down. You take this opportunity to fully take his cock out. It springs up, a leaking mess. The tip is a bright shade of pink, and the cock is wrapped in perfectly shaped veins. 

Your first instinct is to give the head of his cock a wet, sloppy kiss. You gather as much saliva as you possibly can, and give a “mwuah” to the tip, wanting to make this experience as dirty as possible. Already, Caleb is trying his best not to rut into your mouth, wanting not to scare you, but the teasing is making him go insane. “Put... more in, sweetie. I know you can do it.” At that, you obey and push your head even further. The girth of his cock burns the edge of your lips as you try to take more in, refusing to show any sign of having difficulty. Caleb can see that you’re trying your best, and he gently pats your head. “Good girl, I knew you could do it. We’re halfway there, don't stop”. He gently guides your head down even more, the pressure from his hand making you clench around nothing. You manage to take all of him, and your throat gets used to his shape and size. You’re brimming with confidence as you bob your head up and down his shaft, eliciting many moans from him.

You take a moment to pull your mouth off of his shaft, giving kisses down his girth, till you meet his balls again. His smell is incredibly intoxicating, so much so that you take one of them into your mouth, enveloping the balls in the heat of your mouth. A satisfying groan escapes Caleb's lips as he arches his back, trying to push his balls deeper into you. You hum around him, sending vibrations, his bucking against the sudden stimulation. Moving one to the other testical, you give it the same amount of attention, not wanting one or the other to get jealous. Though Caleb becomes desperate. He deliberately sways his hips so that his cock slaps the top of your head, signaling that it’s time for you to move back up. With the desire to please him, you go back to where you belong, sucking his tip feverously, and putting his cock right at the back of your throat.  At this point, Caleb can no longer hold himself back. With gentle hands, he keeps a steady pressure on your head, ensuring that it doesn’t move too much. “H-hold still, baby. I’m going to fuck your mouth, okay? Can you be a big girl and take it for me?” You hum around his shaft, signaling that you’re ready for what’s about to happen. He wastes no time, and he thrusts into your mouth. Considerable as always, his pace is gentle and slow; he has no desire to make this quickly end. Caleb wants this moment to be engraved in his memory; every touch, expression, and sensation should be remembered. 

It doesn’t take Caleb much time to reach his climax; the slow and gentle pace provided enough stimulation to orgasm. Once he starts to feel that familiar pressure below his abdomen, he is quick to pull your mouth off of him. His sweet girl doesn’t need to be filthied by his cum. Though you protest, wanting to taste the sweet result of your labor of love. Unfortunately, Caleb is strict when it comes to you and cums on himself. An opportunist, you take this chance to clean him off, giving one last kiss to his tip. 

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MC purposefully sleeps on Caleb’s clothes so that he cooks her breakfast shirtless. THE BITE MARK ON HIS PECKS!?!?!?!?!?!?! Her clinging to him because he’s so hot is so real.