Exhaling one last warm breath, she weakly waved, still a bit disoriented, getting up right after.

He did the same, standing up and then taking her place as he sat on the bed, lightly supporting himself with his arms behind him, his hands against the mattress.

Breathing softly through her mouth, she knelt in front of him, her gaze still looking unfocused.

"Are you okay? You still look kind of high," he asked, smiling faintly as he noticed how she still seemed to be recovering.

Reuniting with his eyes and seeing his smile, she felt provoked.

Then, forcing herself to focus, she closed her mouth, took a long deep breath and exhaled after closing her eyes.

Reopening them, she stared back at him, now with a calmer look. "I'm fine, relax," she said calmly.

"Alright, go ahead." He smiled encouragingly, nodding gently.

Receiving his signal, she looked away, finally looking down.

Her gaze immediately fixed on that phallic shape beneath the thin fabric of his underwear. Her throat tightened, her heart speeding up at the sight — it was already impressive from afar, and now, with her face just a few centimeters away, it was downright intimidating.

'I'm really fucked…' she thought anxiously in contemplation.

But then she averted her eyes, trying to find something else that could calm her mind or at least not leave her so nervous.

So she focused her eyes on his abdominal muscles — the way that even sitting and with the muscles relaxed, the definition was still visible on his body.

Not only that: with her even closer, she could notice even the few veins that rose from his groin up to the lower part of his abdomen.

She swallowed hard at the sight; it only made her more anxious as it summoned an almost instinctive desire to lick.

And unable to calm herself by looking away from the "main course," she did exactly that: exhaling softly to shake off the nervousness, she leaned forward, her figure slowly approaching.

With the care of someone facing an expensive meal, her face drew nearer; her red tongue slowly extended from her mouth until it finally touched him gently.

Then, staying completely still, she lifted her eyes, meeting his curious look, his eyebrow slightly raised.

He seemed satisfied to just watch what she would do.

Feeling more confident by not seeing any trace of rejection in his eyes, she almost automatically extended her tongue fully and, closing her eyes, licked him, her tongue immediately tasting something salty.

With him then shifting slightly, apparently leaning back and flexing his abdomen as if helping — and he was — she quickly noticed the difference: the tense muscles under her damp tongue, the hardness of that area contrasting with the softness of her own tongue, giving her a pleasure and satisfaction she didn't even expect from an act that wasn't directly stimulating.

'I didn't think this would be so exciting.' she thought, getting lost in her emotions, her eyes half-opening, the blur visible in her pupils.

Then, as if entering a trance, she began to kiss him softly, leaving the licking aside, her body unconsciously moving forward, shortening the distance as her hands sought support on his thighs — and, without noticing, her half-bare chest touched his groin.

"Haaa~" Tilting his head back slightly, he exhaled, satisfied, just appreciating the view in silence.

The sensation of her tongue, and now her moist, warm, soft lips, was quite satisfying — but his mind was focused even more on the extremely soft and smooth feeling coming from his hardened member, now being crushed against her breasts.

Every breath he took from the rising excitement was accompanied by a pulse and contraction of his dick.

'This is a truly amazing sight, something to remember.' he thought, with the image of her kneeling before him, eyes hazy, lost in the lustful moment, while her breasts pressed against his groin. 'Now that I have you in my hands, I'll make sure to do this more often.' he was already imagining all their future intimate and sexual moments.

Meanwhile, she seemed completely lost in her act: leaving soft kisses and licks everywhere across his stomach and even near his groin, her hands unconsciously squeezing and caressing his thighs as if feeling the muscles.

Her chest still pressed deeply against his dick and balls.

Until, abruptly, snapping out of her trance, she stopped completely, blinking slowly as she regained awareness of her actions — and the cause of that being precisely a strong pulse, almost as if it pushed her, calling for attention against her breasts.

That woke her up.

And then she finally realized what she was doing. She had really gotten lost there, so immersed in the moment and in the pleasure that simple act gave her, that she just ignored everything else — and was now touching him directly, more intimately, with that monstrous thing pressing against her chest.

Swallowing intensely, she lifted her eyes once more, meeting his gaze, and he in response smiled again, as if encouraging her to continue.

Once more collecting herself, she slowly pulled away, returning from her kneeling position in front of him.

Though this time she kept her hands on his thighs, feeling particularly in a subservient and even submissive position, but, contrary to what she would consider the normal reaction, she didn't feel bothered by it.

On the contrary, she felt even a certain comfort. Not only that: a strange sense of control also affected her, as if, by being so close to a vital and extremely sensitive area for him, she had the power to do whatever she wanted.

It was a strange feeling she couldn't even put into words — but she had seen it was common among men. And, considering Jonathan's existence and the literal effect he caused just by existing, she didn't question why she felt that.

Still, she was impressed to experience firsthand what he could provoke simply by being there.

Setting those thoughts aside, she reoriented herself, returning to the present. Her gaze once again descended to his groin, the nervousness she had already forgotten returning with force.

Exhaling in concentration and adopting a strangely serious look, she finally moved her hand to the waistband of his underwear.

With her heart thumping from anxiety and excitement, she slowly pulled, lowering the fabric.

And as if the member had been waiting exactly for this moment, as soon as the fabric passed over it, it sprang out, as if angry for having been kept trapped.

Her eyes immediately widened, her mouth parting slightly, the shock visible as she followed the pendulum-like movement of that thing swinging from side to side, just a few centimeters from her face, as if refusing to do anything other than stand erect.

And he smiled, amused by having gotten the exact reaction he wanted. Her face looked exactly like a meme he knew.

Realizing her own reaction, she composed herself again, reorganizing her expression.

Though she tried to keep a calm face, she was dying of embarrassment inside — but, putting that aside, she returned her gaze to his member.

Now resting on his stomach, not swinging vigorously in front of her face. Focusing her eyes, she noticed something.

'Why does it look bigger?' Her gaze locked onto the robust veins stretching along the underside, the head showing a reddish tone and completely exposed, the tip shining with the lubricant already being released.

Once again becoming aware of the length and thickness, she lifted her eyes to him, asking with a doubtful expression. "How big is this?"

Hearing the question, he opened a proud, mischievous smile. "Twenty-five centimeters long, eighteen in circumference."

"Twenty-five...?" She stared at him, completely stunned. Lowering her gaze, she looked at that genuinely monstrous member. "Why is it so big…?" she murmured, more to herself than as a question.

He shrugged lightly. "I didn't choose to be like this. It was genetics." The little grin made it clear he wasn't the least bit unhappy about it. "Anyway, don't worry. You can handle it." He gave a thumbs-up along with an encouraging look.

Meeting his eyes, still processing the information, she almost cursed him. 'I can handle it my ass.'

Even being a tall girl, she was still a virgin — and she still had the biological differences of the women of that world.

She truly wasn't confident she could take that… at least not without a large amount of lubricant. However, it sparked her pride. She felt challenged.

'Fuck it! If I have to get impaled by this thing, then so be it.' she decided, her thought guided entirely by lust.

Then, finally finishing lowering his underwear, she freed the member completely, moving to free the balls as well.

She looked curiously, seeing how they formed almost a perfect sphere from being completely contracted — and of course, they were big too.

Noting the complete lack of hair in the region, she left the fabric below his balls and, finally moving on to the "main course," she grabbed the member.

The sensations of heat and hardness transmitted through her hand. Swallowing, she brought it closer to her face, stared silently at the head and, without further hesitation, she swallowed it.

Or, more precisely, she put the whole head into her mouth.

She blinked a few times upon feeling her mouth stretched wide open. She moved her tongue curiously, rubbing the underside as she felt that part fill her entire mouth.

"Haaa~…" He let out a satisfied sigh, tilting his head back as he felt the warmth and moisture of her mouth, the pleasure making his member throb.

And she saw his reaction, making her feel encouraged to continue, rubbing her tongue softly along the bottom of the bulbous head.

But soon feeling that this wasn't enough for him nor for her, she tried to do something she had planned from the beginning.

She tried to take it all in.

Positioning herself to align it with her throat and ignoring the pain in her mouth, she slowly moved her head forward, penetrating his dick little by little into her mouth.

And that caught his attention, making him raise his head and look at her with widened eyebrows.

Soon, she swallowed the entire head and a small portion of the shaft, but when she tried to go deeper, the gag reflex hit instantly, making her stop.

Frowning, she tried again, but no matter what she did, the moment the tip touched the back of her tongue, the urge to vomit surged.

But that only irritated her more, forcibly trying multiple times, the reflex making her neck tense while her face contorted from the effort.

And seeing that, he finally stopped her. "Wait, you don't need to force yourself like this, it's our first time, you don't need to give me a deep throat." He said, placing his hand on her head.

Removing his dick from her mouth, she stared at him still frowning, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. "But I want to do it." Her tone sounding irritated.

His lip twitched at her indignation. "Well, I appreciate your effort but you clearly can't, leave it for next time, I don't want to feel pleasure at the cost of yours."

Staring at him for a moment with her indignant look, she finally sighed, knowing he was right, though it didn't stop her from feeling like shit.

'Maybe I should've practiced with a banana.' Her gaze focused on his dick. '...Maybe an eggplant would be better.'

Accepting what he said, she didn't try to take it all anymore, but she decided to make up for it by giving the best blowjob she could.

Then, focusing exclusively on the head, she put it back into her mouth, this time making sure to rub it with her moist, tight lips as she pushed it in.

Once fully inside her mouth, she sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing from the act.

Then, pulling her head back, she took it out of her mouth, making sure to keep sucking, squeezing the head between her lips.

And so, in a slow piston-like motion, she gave him a blowjob only on the head of his dick.

"Haaaa~...fuck." Exhaling in a low tone, he enjoyed the feeling of her warm, moist suction, his fingers contracting with the instinctive urge to grab her head and increase the pace.

"Hsss..." Sucking through his teeth, he watched as her lips stretched around the head, a faint wet sound echoing with each up and down, her eyes slightly crossed as she looked at his member.

Feeling his gaze, she then lifted her eyes, staring at him while continuing to suck him, fully aware of the effect that had.

And indeed, it only heightened his satisfaction as they exchanged looks, the simple act boosting his pleasure in an inexplicable way.

Then, as she continued, at one moment, she also began using her hand, pumping the rest of his shaft while sucking him.

However, there was an issue, and that was the characteristic of the men of that world.

While the women were more sensitive, which made them quicker, the opposite happened with the men; in summary, the average time it took a man to ejaculate went from three to five minutes to ten to thirteen.

And considering that he had also trained in that area, he could deduce that at the pace she was going, it would take at least twenty minutes for him to cum, and by then her mouth would already be cramped.

'Even if it's my first time in this body and I'm still very sensitive, my training was simply too efficient.' He was, literally, suffering from success.

So, although reluctantly, he began to contract his dick more often, stimulating it along with her to cum faster.

Thus, in what he presumed had been five minutes or more, he finally came.

"Aaaaa~..." Once more, letting out a moan in a lower tone, he felt the wave of pleasure flood his mind, his eyes closing as some of his muscles contracted instinctively.

Opening his eyes, his fists and jaw clenched at the feeling of her still sucking him, the sensitivity of his orgasm making the act even more pleasurable than usual.

Meeting her eyes, she finally seemed satisfied upon seeing how he was reacting, and stopping sucking him, she slowly pulled back with a pout, then opened her mouth, showing her tongue coated with the white liquid.

And in the next moment, she swallowed.

"Hm...it's sweet." She murmured faintly, tasting it on her tongue.

Straightening up, he returned to his seated position, looking down at her. "Of course it's sweet, why do you think I eat pineapple every day?" He said with a smile. "But anyway, what did you think of your first blowjob?"

She smiled faintly. "Aren't I the one who should be asking that?" She tilted her head slightly, looking amused.

He shrugged lightly. "For me it was great, as you could see yourself, but what about you?"

"For me it was good, more than good actually, I can't wait to do it again~" she answered, narrowing her eyes and smiling lightly.

If anything, that act helped her get rid of her nervousness and gave her the confidence she wanted.

He naturally noticed the change. 'That's the Elizabeth I know.' Then, with his smile widening, he asked, "So, ready to continue~?"

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