Master, May I Suck It Up? (Lisrene)

Chapter 17

'If Lisa's lower half was this much, I would lick it every day.......'

Irene had been scared, but it was better than she thought. It had been delightful to see Lisa writhing with an erotic look and she had enjoyed the soft texture.

The bitter and fishy taste was also tolerable. After sucking it once, she liked how the guilt disappeared like the wind. It was a situation where it had been right to suck her off rather.....

Anyway, even if Lisa asked about it later, she hadn't only eaten her out she had sucked her off too! She thought she could respond shamelessly.

However, her size was the problem.

Irene's jaw, tired from yesterday's labor, was still stiff. In fact, it was why she couldn't eat as much meat as she wanted. Whenever she chewed on meat for a lengthy time her jaw joint upon widening seemed to whine.

'I need a strategy.'

In Irene's experience, once one caught the fever of lust, they wouldn't be able to stop it. So now she would ask her if she would suck on it quite often, but if her jaw ached like this every time, Irene wasn't confident that she could handle Lisa. If she overworked her jaw every time like this, she wouldn't be able to even chew oatmeal.

'It'd be nice if I could do it with my hands.'

Lisa wouldn't know what hit her. Irene, who had been worried, concluded that it wouldn't matter how, as long she was able to get Lisa off and closed her eyes.

[t1v: she's recalling]

"Master said you need to suck out the poison."

'Haa *Sigh*. Why would I say that?'

Irene's thought continued, massaging her numb jaw as she thought about it.

"Do you want more cream?"

"Mhmm."

It's been a long time since Irene used her brain, and her aching abdomen became more desperate, so Irene opened her mouth gently taking in the soft cream.

'So if my hands grab on her sword-like dark red pillar, lick it up, and suck on her tip like this.......'

Irene had worked hard to execute her plan, reviewing all the knowledge she had acquired.

If she made Lisa as aroused as possible and she could suck on her soft, edible head just before her ejaculation she could fulfill her earlier words that she had to suck out the poison, and her jaw would not be overworked too much.

"Ha... Master......."

Irene's gaze, surprised by the sudden moan, turned to Lisa. Lisa gave up one hand to Irene and grabbed her already growing-huge cock.

'What... What? When did this happen like that?'

As Irene had been lost in her thoughts, she had unexpectedly found herself licking and sucking on Lisa's fingers without realizing it. Irene's face, which had a perfect plan but did not expect such a quick opportunity to practice, was frustrated.

"Again poison..."

'Alright, I'll suck it out for you. But here?'

Irene hastily looked around. The wide-open meadow, which previously had only looked beautiful earlier, suddenly felt cruel.

'If there was a tree nearby, I could hide myself.......'

It was a spot where no one ever appeared, but if someone lost their way by chance....... When Irene imagined herself sucking the center of Lisa in the empty field, her palms began to sweat.

"Master, please save me."

Irene heard Lisa's crying plea, it seemed very urgent. Even from her perspective, it would not be strange if the silhouette of her erection would burst out the front of her loose pants.

'How did this happen? Ugh. It's all my fault.'

Irene closed her eyes tightly and opened them, and said,

"Lisa. Take off your pants and lie down here."

* * *

Irene was embarrassed. It was a good idea to cover herself with the blanket she sat on for fear of seeing anyone, but there was still a problem.

Lisa didn't care, but Irene was different. She was reluctant to get grass and wet stains on one of the few outdoor clothes she owned.

She wondered if she would rather roll up her skirt and place her bare knees on the floor, but she gave up that idea thinking it would hurt. As she shifted her posture and fretted Lisa anxiously called out to her:

"Master. What's wrong?"

"Because of my clothes... I'm afraid it'll get stained."

"Ah, sit on my stomach."

'Will it be okay?'

Irene, who was agonizing over it, gathered her skirt and quickly climbed up Lisa. There was no other way.

"You have to tell me if I'm too heavy!"

Lisa's firm and wide chest supported Irene's ass in a stable manner. Irene squatted so that her knees did not touch the floor and carefully covered herself with a blanket. She spread out her gathered skirt widely to cover Lisa's face.

Everyone's faces were sufficiently covered. Irene, who was apprehensive of being spotted, was quite satisfied with her spontaneous plan. But the problem was.......

'I can't use my hands!'

Irene couldn't use her hands to please Lisa because she had been holding on to the blanket like a lifeline, fearful of it peeling off. Her elaborate plan to stroke her up and down with both hands while sucking her head just before she burst had immediately fallen through.

'What should I do?'

She had asked Lisa to lie down, but when she saw Lisa's center so swelled up her eyes went blank with panic.

'I think it's bigger than what I saw yesterday.'