Witch Taming System-Chapter 68: Picnic [4]

"Mmmh...! ♡"

Her saliva tasted sweet, tinged with the seafood linguine they had eaten earlier, a faint buttery richness on her tongue.

It was warm and slick as it coated Lancel’s own, carrying that subtle savory note every time their tongues slid together.

The taste made the kiss feel even more intimate and dirty, as if he was tasting their shared meal while she melted against him.

This must’ve been the real picnic she was preparing.

"Mmph?!"

Slowly, Ishtar’s hand moved toward his bulge before gripping it, giving it a nice rub. The stimulation was there, but it wasn’t quite right.

Ishtar was merely rubbing her hand around the base, so Lancel guided her hand upward until her fingers wrapped around the glans, the most sensitive part of his cock.

As they kissed, Ishtar kept stroking him through the fabric, her palm pressing and rubbing over the swollen head.

Lancel lifted his knee, pressing it firmly between her thighs until it rubbed directly against her clit through her damp panties. The sudden pressure made her moan into his mouth.

"Hngh...! ♡"

Their saliva mixed as they kissed. Ishtar’s soft, wet tongue slid against his, moving back and forth before Lancel pushed his own into her mouth.

Her lips were plump and glossy, and he could feel the area around his mouth growing slick from her saliva.

t that moment, Ishtar pulled back slightly. A thin string of saliva stretched between their parted tongues before breaking.

"Do you remember when I told you I’ve been practicing?"

"...Yes?"

Ishtar smiled mischievously before lowering herself in front of him.

"Can I?" she asked, her fingers moving over his zipper.

Lancel nodded. Ishtar smiled and slowly unzipped him. His cock sprang free, and the hard length immediately hit her nose.

"Eek!"

Ishtar squealed in surprise, not expecting the sudden contact.

"I... I didn’t know it would be this big..."

"Backing out now?"

"No way..."

Ishtar slowly wrapped both hands around his cock. This was the first time she had ever seen one up close.

"So this is a man’s penis..."

It looked surprisingly grotesque now that she was seeing it up close. She leaned in and sniffed. The scent hit her immediately.

"H-Hey! Don’t smell it!"

"Hehe~ It doesn’t smell bad."

Then Ishtar noticed the clear wetness leaking from the tip. She rubbed her thumb over it, spreading the slick fluid, before pulling her hand back to inspect the slimy texture.

She looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Is this... piss...?"

Lancel felt a strange sense of déjà vu. Mei had reacted the exact same way. Though the two looked different, they really were related.

"It’s called Cowper’s fluid," he explained. "Or precum, for short."

"Hmm..."

Ishtar gave the head a slow, experimental lick. The warm, wet touch sent a chill down Lancel’s spine.

"Can you guess what kind of practice I’ve been doing, Lancel~?"

"I wonder..."

Ishtar looked up at him with a smug little smile. She seemed to feel triumphant knowing that his pleasure rested entirely in her hands.

She gave the head of his cock another slow lick, prompting it to twitch under her tongue.

"Does it feel good?"

"Not really."

"Eh? But it moved..."

"I mean, you’re just licking it. That’s not enough stimulation for me..."

"No way... but I heard this was a strong technique to get a man to ejaculate..."

The idea of making a man cum with only her mouth clearly thrilled Ishtar, but she had the concept all wrong.

Whatever practice she had been doing, it wasn’t enough.

"Try taking it inside your mouth."

"Ah, wait..."

Ishtar paused, remembering the first time she had read about the concept of fellatios. The woman had been sucking, not just licking.

Though truthfully, she didn’t want to do it and had thought licking like a lollipop would be enough, the musky scent of his cock was starting to make her womb heat up.

Ishtar slowly parted her small, crimson-hued lips.

"Haaaam..."

Lancel felt her warm breath brush over the sensitive head of his cock first. Then came the soft, wet heat of her tongue and the slick glide of her saliva as she took him into her mouth.

A tingling sensation spread from the tip, traveling down the length of his shaft and settling low in his groin.

Seeing his reaction, Ishtar paused for a moment, clearly taken aback. But the surprise quickly melted into delight as she watched the way his body tensed under her touch.

"...."

An immoral thrill rose inside Lancel as he watched Ishtar, an apprentice witch and a relative of the Grand Witch, slowly take his shaft into her mouth.

But then the feeling quickly vanished as Lancel tilted his head.

"Are you going to start moving...?"

Ishtar slowly pulled back, her lips glistening.

"Eh?"

"Uhm... you’re supposed to move your head back and forth..."

"Aren’t you demanding too much of me?" Ishtar sighed. "Can’t you just cum with your dick in my mouth?"

She took him back in, then began to move her head slowly, sliding her warm, wet mouth along his length.

The heat and softness made Lancel shiver with pleasure. But the feeling suddenly turned into a sharp sensation.

"Ah! Teeth! Teeth!"

"What is it now?!"

Ishtar pulled back again, frowning.

"You’re not supposed to let your teeth hit me! I thought you’ve been practicing?!"

"Yeah! I was practicing how to breathe properly while licking and having a cucumber inside my mouth at the same time!"

"Pfft..."

"D-Don’t laugh!"

Ishtar’s face flushed bright red. Her inexperience was obvious. Despite all the novels she had read, theory was nothing like reality. She was clearly flustered, and the nervousness was making her forget everything she thought she had learned.

Lancel reached down and gently patted her head.

"Should I teach you?"

Ishtar frowned, meeting his gaze for a moment before nodding with clear reluctance.

"Whatever..."

Ishtar took him back into her mouth for the third time.

"Relax your jaw a little more. Don’t try to suck so hard right away. Just let your lips wrap around me... good. Now move your head slowly, like you’re sliding me in and out."

Ishtar followed his instructions. Her soft, warm mouth glided along his shaft slowly. The wet heat enveloped him, and the gentle suction she applied sent a pleasant shiver up his spine.

"Like that... Use your tongue on the underside when you pull back. Yes... just like that."

She grew bolder with each pass. Her tongue pressed flat against the sensitive underside of his cock as she drew back, then swirled around the head before taking him deeper again.

Sluuurp...

Saliva began to coat his length, making each slide smoother and wetter. The soft, obscene sounds of her mouth working him filled the small space.

Lancel’s hand rested lightly on the back of her head to gently guide her.

"You’re doing well," he said. "Take a little more if you can. Don’t force it. Let your throat relax."

Ishtar hummed around him in response. The vibration traveled straight through his cock. She took him a fraction deeper. Her lips stretched around his thickness as she bobbed her head with increasing confidence.

Her eyes flicked up to meet his, as if begging for praise.

The sight of the usually smug apprentice witch on her knees, lips wrapped around his cock, and trying her best to please him, sent a fresh wave of heat through Lancel’s body.