[Episode 189620] [Episode 189620]
“But how about we go someplace more suitable?” Prier asked as she fought to keep her breath under control. That boy’s saliva drying on her chest allowed the chill of the air conditioner to fully hit it and the cold caused her already erect nipples to harden even more. “A bedroom perhaps?” she asked still in awe of the marvels of the current age.
His mind lost in a fog of hormones, Shinji nodded quickly and took Prier’s hand. “My room is this way Prier-san,” he said leading the angel out of the kitchen and neither of them saw the white summoning ring start to pulsate again with its faint pink light. As the pair made it to the living room, Prier stopped.
“This would be the perfect place Shinji-sama,” she said as she saw the large sofa. It was easily as big as her bed had been all those ages ago. Running her still gloved hand through her long red hair, darker by far than Asuka’s Shinji admitted in his mind, Prier had no doubt this was her master’s room. “Sit down on your bed,” she guided him to the couch and pushed him down into a seated position.
“But this isn’t…” Shinji started but found himself lost in Prier’s red eyes. Red eyes but softer than Rei’s were. Her white cap, almost like a nurses cap was adorned with crosses, Shinji saw her only inches away from his face. “Prier-san…what?”
Moving in the scant inches, Prier sealed her master’s lips with her own. ‘Oh he tastes divine doesn’t he,’ she thought as her tongue lanced into his mouth. Dancing in his mouth, his inexperience in kissing was quickly eliminated as he emulated Prier’s actions. But still her hands fumbled with the accursed belt. What did this mortal have on anyway? A chastity belt? If that were the case she’d have to try using some of her old demon fighting techniques to remedy that little thing.
As the kiss continued yet Prier’s frustration continued to grow, she succumbed to her impatience as she had in the past and broke away from her first open mouthed kiss. “Master how does this stupid thing work?” she asked pointing to his belt.
Following Prier’s fingers, Shinji at first thought she meant his manhood but then noticed the mangled state his belt was in. The thin strip of cloth that was attached to his jeans had broken as Prier tried to rip it off. “Oh you have to do this…” he undid his belt with an ease that came from doing it almost every day of his life. It never struck him again that he was about to unveil his manhood to this woman, his angel, his mind was lost to pleasure and emotion.
Glaring at the stupid piece of leather that had interrupted her first copulation with her master, Prier hated that thing. Looking back at the boy, Prier’s smile returned as the journey hadn’t been finished and was in fact just starting. She’d seen buttons before and even though she hadn’t seen a zipper it was far easier to understand than the belt. Separating the cloth on both sides of his jeans, Prier stuck her face into the gap and breathed in deeply the smell of her master. It was smooth and pleasing. But was that another garment underneath? Did people in this era were a lot of clothing or what?
Taking both sets of clothing, jeans and boxers, in her hands Prier pulled down quickly and hard. Too hard. Shinji’s manhood felt itself almost ripped off as Prier attempted to liberate it. Wincing deeply, Shinji made to cry out but forced himself to stop, he couldn’t let this woman know what she did. “Prier-san if you want to stop…” he asked as since he’d felt the air on his manhood nothing had happened. No words, no questions, one could hear a pin drop.
It was perfect! What she had dreamed of all her years laying next to her brother and fighting along side him. Prier’s gloved hand reached out to touch her master’s manhood but stopped as it twitched ever so slightly. Looking at her hands and back to Shinji for a moment Prier took her gloves off, there would be nothing between the two of them. “No stopping here,” she murmured. It wasn’t huge, but at a good length of seven inches, impressive for a teenager and man alike, Shinji was Prier’s ideal.
“Prier-san what are you?” Shinji was going ask as he watched the woman staring at his manhood. His last word ‘doing’ was lost on his lips as Prier buried his shaft into her mouth without a moment’s hesitation. Warm and wet, Prier’s mouth felt a million miles away from his few miserable attempts at masturbation. Her tongue followed every vein and as she brought him out of her mouth, she circled his smaller head several times and ended with a soft kiss.
He even TASTED fantastic, her reward for a life serving the Cross! But why was he hairless down there? “Shinji-sama,” she started in a husky tone, almost beyond the capability of thought, “Why do you not have any hair here?” Not that she was complaining, in fact it was more of a turn on than turn off. She ran her fingers around the base of his manhood reveling in the soft texture that was so alien on men’s bodies.
“I…I have to shave it off. I have a special suit…I wear,” his words were cut off and on as Prier resumed her job of covering his manhood with her saliva. This time instead of taking him in her mouth she simply licked him up and down, fingers rubbing his sack gently. “It’s skin tight…it hurt to take it off with hair down there…OH Prier that…please don’t stop…” his panting came in and out in quick tussles as he felt the building need for release growing.
“So you too are a warrior, I love warriors,” she cooed between licks. The greatest lollypop she’d ever had. The head was her favorite piece, running her tongue in the ridge that separated the head from the rest of the shaft. Feeling it trembling against her, Prier knew what was going to come next. She’d watched her brother Culotte masturbate once, sadly he called out Alouette’s name and not hers. He was going to spray his essence, now the only question was where did she want this first bout to go? Her mouth, breasts, the floor, she didn’t know. All she knew was that she wasn’t finished yet. “Master…where do you want to bath me with your essence?”
Barely understanding her words, Shinji thought for a moment. ‘She wants to know where I want to…’ Looking at her adorning eyes as she sat up, her hand softly trailing up and down his length, Shinji was saddened that this dream was about to end, as surely it was a dream created by to much blood loss. “Your breasts…I…they’re so perfect.”
Nodding at once, and glad the question wasn’t hers to answer, Prier gave Shinji’s tip on last kiss before she straightened up. It wouldn’t last long but she’d work the last of Shinji’s time off with her breasts. Leaning in closer to the boy, pulling on his legs a little to improve her angle, Prier enclosed Shinji’s manhood with her bosom and held it there for a moment. Both of them basked in the sheer heat that the other emanated. Shinji felt like he was wrapped in firm marshmallow while Prier thought she had the hottest iron rod between her breasts. It was marvelous.
Slow at first, Prier gyrated her hands in a steady motion. The heat increased as the tip poked out from between her mighty crevasse. “Shinji-sama please…hurry. Cover them quickly…” She wanted to feel his essence on her, have it coat her like a second skin, she’d work it in and after he recovered she’d know how he felt inside her. Increasing her pace, pre-cum made the job easier as it lubricated very nicely. “Faster Shin-sama faster…”
Building like a hurricane in his loins, Shinji felt it growing and growing. Never had it grown this big before. Mostly because when he did it himself he just wanted it over with so the shame could come in, now he wanted to prolong it. But all things end eventually, “Prier-san I…I…” he said nothing else other than a ‘guh’ as he sprayed his essence up the canal Prier created with her breasts and shot out into her face a little. Panting softly as his member was removed from the heat Prier created, yet didn’t deflate much, Shinji said a soft. “I’m sorry Prier-san.”
Licking the little bit that was close to her mouth, Prier had expected it to taste horrible. The stories she’d heard was that it was the most horrid tasting thing, but his wasn’t. It was gritty and sour but was still very very welcome to her palette. Rubbing the sweat and essence into her skin, Prier appeared to glow. “Shall we proceed to the next stage?” She asked leaning over him, ready to pull her drenched panties off in a moments notice if he said the word.
(Posted Mon, 21 May 2007 01:18)
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