I Got Reincarnated As The Ntr Protagonist In An Online Game-Chapter 34: Blowjob R18

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Chapter 34: Blowjob R18

Helen’s lips hovered just above the tip of Junior’s cock, her warm breath sending electric shivers through his body. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet his, as if silently asking for confirmation. He nodded, his voice catching in his throat. "Please..."

Her tongue darted out tentatively, tracing the sensitive ridge before she took him into her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her lips wrapped around him was almost overwhelming, and Junior couldn’t suppress the low groan that escaped his lips. He sank back against the pillows, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Helen moved slowly at first, her movements unsure but tender. Her tongue swirled around the tip, exploring every inch with a curiosity that made his stomach clench. She’s so careful, he thought, his heart pounding in his chest. But then, without warning, she deepened her pace, taking more of him into her mouth. His breath hitched, his hips lifting slightly off the bed as pleasure surged through him.

"Helen... ah..." His voice was strained, his mind struggling to process how good it felt. This wasn’t the same tentative, almost clumsy attempt from their first time together. She’d improved—dramatically. Her rhythm was steady now, her confidence growing with every stroke of her tongue. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking gently but firmly, and the sensation sent sparks shooting down his spine.

He fought the urge to thrust into her mouth, his fingers tangling in the sheets as he tried to stay still. "Gods, Helen... when did you get this good?" he managed to gasp, his voice trembling.

She pulled back slightly, her lips glistening and her eyes dark with desire. A shy smile played on her lips as she glanced up at him. "I... practiced," she admitted, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "With a banana. I kept imagining it was you."

Junior blinked, stunned for a moment before a laugh bubbled up from his chest. "You practiced? For me?"

She nodded, her expression a mix of embarrassment and pride. "I wanted to make you feel good. I didn’t want to be... clumsy." Her voice was soft, but there was a determination in her eyes that made his chest tighten.

Before he could respond, she leaned in again, her lips wrapping around him once more. This time, she started with a slow, deliberate motion, her tongue pressing firmly against the underside of his shaft. Her hand joined in, stroking what her mouth couldn’t reach, and the combination was almost too much to bear.

"Ah—Helen!" His voice broke, his body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over him. Her technique was beyond anything he could have imagined. The way her tongue teased the sensitive tip, the way her hand twisted ever so slightly on the upstroke—it was pure ecstasy.

She hummed softly, the vibrations sending shockwaves through him. His hands moved to her hair, threading through the silken strands as he struggled to keep himself under control. "You’re... incredible," he managed to choke out, his voice hoarse with need.

Helen paused for a moment, pulling back just enough to look up at him. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and shiny. "Do you like it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. There was a vulnerability in her tone, a need for reassurance that made his heart ache.

"Like it?" he repeated, his voice shaky. "Helen, I..." He trailed off, unable to find the words to describe just how much he loved what she was doing. Instead, he cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing across her lower lip. "You’re perfect."

A small, satisfied smile curved her lips before she dipped her head down again, taking him deep into her mouth. This time, she pushed herself further than before, her nose brushing against his abdomen as she swallowed him fully. Junior’s breath caught, his grip tightening in her hair. "Fuck—Helen! That’s... that’s amazing."

She didn’t stop, her pace quickening as she worked him with an intensity that left him dizzy. Her hand matched the rhythm of her mouth, squeezing and stroking until he was teetering on the edge. "I’m close," he warned, his voice strained. "Helen, I’m gonna—"

She didn’t pull away. If anything, she doubled down, her movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. The sound of her lips sliding over him, the soft moans that vibrated against his skin—it all combined into a sensory overload that pushed him over the edge. With a guttural groan, he came, his release spilling into her mouth as she swallowed every drop.

When she finally pulled back, her lips were red and swollen, her breathing heavy. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction and something else—something deeper. "Was that okay?" she asked softly, her voice tinged with nervousness despite the confidence she’d just displayed.

Junior stared at her, still trying to catch his breath. "Okay?" he repeated, his voice incredulous. "Helen, that was... unbelievable. You were—" He cut himself off, shaking his head as if words weren’t enough. Instead, he reached for her, pulling her up onto the bed and into his arms.

She nestled against him, her head resting on his chest as his fingers traced lazy patterns along her back. "I just wanted to make you happy," she murmured, her voice muffled against his skin.

"You did," he assured her, his voice softer now. "More than you know."

They lay there in comfortable silence for a few moments, the only sound their shared breathing. Then, hesitantly, Helen propped herself up on her elbow, her eyes searching his. "Can I... try something else?" she asked, her voice tentative. freewebnσvel.cøm

Junior raised an eyebrow, a curious smile tugging at his lips. "Something else? Like what?"

She bit her lip, her gaze dropping momentarily before meeting his again. "I... read about some things," she admitted, her cheeks flaming. "And I might’ve... practiced a little. On myself."

His eyes widened, heat flooding his veins at the implication. "Helen," he said, his voice thick with desire. "Are you saying...?"

She nodded, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest. "If you’ll let me," she added quietly, her voice trembling with anticipation.