The Chimeric Ascension of Lyudmila Springfield

Chapter 96.5: The Head Maid’s Lewd Game (R-18)

“Do ya know how hard I trained for this? This isn’t easy.” Tris and Tilde’s generous breasts bounced freely. They mesmerized me.  They danced like beautiful autumn leaves scattering to the ground in a simple breeze and ended with them kneeling. A light mist of salty sweat clung to the fairy’s soft skin.   

I clapped for them. “That was amazing!”  

“Hehe! I’m so glad you liked it!” Tilde flew and sat beside me, with Tris taking the other side. “But I can’t exactly seduce you when your clothes are still on.” She rubbed my thighs and moved her hand to my crotch, feeling my growing erection.    

She dropped to the ground and rubbed her face against my crotch. “Don’t ya see how big it’s getting? It’s saying…’let me out! I wanna see Tilde and Tris!’”  

“Is that how my penis sounds? It has my cute maid’s voice?”  

“Well… I mean, you could add vocal cords to it and really make it speak, ya know? Tris, make our Master a little comfortable.” Tris touched my body and stashed my clothing in our storage.   

“’Come on!’” Tilde used my cock like a puppet. “’I wanna wake up! I’m a lion that wants to roar! And I wanna stick it in my cute head maid and drive her wild… Like super wild! So much that she loses her mind—’   

Bonk!  

“Bwha?!”  

I lightly bonked her on the head with my penis. She exaggeratedly fell to her back.    

“I thought you were about to say something important.”   

“Uhh… There’s nothing more important than loving your lovers, ya know.” She flew to her feet, put her hands on her hips, and shook a finger at me. “That’s why we're gonna get weird, ‘kay? It’s all part of my plan to ensure you’re skilled enough to drive Little Miss Tyranny buck wild. It’s been a day or two. I just don’t want you to be rusty because you gotta be on you’re A-game when it’s time for my exclusive 100 years.”  

Ah, I see how it is. Fine, guess I play along.

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“Okay. How is my favorite fairy going to do that?”  

“It’s not just your favorite fairy, Master. But it’s also your little Fragment of Wisdom. Think of her as my beloved, sexy assistant.”   

In short, Tilde was going to dance, and Tris would jerk me off. If I came, she’d take my orgasm in her mouth, kiss Tilde, then she would give me a handjob while Tris worked her moves.   

“Uhh…”   

“I know, it’s the smartest plan, like ever, right?”  

“Yep. It sure is.” Tilde smiled. Tris kneeled in front of me and carefully held my cock with both hands in a gentle grip. She lightly parted her lips.    

I cupped a hand around her cheek and stuck my thumb inside. Tilde had once told me this type of thing was sensual because teeth were sharp and dangerous, but Tris let my thumb explore her mouth.    

“And… Let’s go!” Tilde jumped, and the ‘game,’ or whatever it was, began.   

It was hard. The situation was just so erotic, and that wet, slimy tongue licked my finger as if it was a cock.    

I climaxed after about a minute. Tris deep-throated me and collected it all, then, without missing a beat, she danced to Tilde, passionately swapped her my semen to swallow, and took her place while my fairy kneeled and smothered my dick with her breasts.   

My thick, white seed dripped lewdly from her lips. She opened her mouth, and Tilde received my fingers. My other hand petted her soft hair as I watched Tris’s erotic dance.   

She was natural. She worked her hips and raised her arms, never making a misstep.   

Tris turned around and wiggled her ass, then covered her chest with her hands and naughtily smiled. Her cute grin rocked my world, and I climaxed when she stuck out her tongue. Tilde didn’t take it in her mouth, but I flooded her breasts. She kissed the tip, then went to Tris. The two hugged and made out, dancing together while rubbing their breasts against each other.   

Tris went my way, but she turned around and sat on my lap. “Let’s kick it up a notch,” she whispered. I grabbed her legs and spread them, then slowly investigated her pussy. My penis’s tip was so utterly soaked by how wet she was, and I felt her tighten with each passing second.   

Tilde bit her lips. She worked her hands through her semen-covered boobs and licked her fingers clean before focusing a little more on masturbation.   

It was a lewd dance that had delved more into depravity. The sheen of Tilde's sweat just made her all the more alluring.  I tried to match her rhythm by thrusting into Tris whenever Tilde moved.  

Tris loved it. My mind had nothing but her sweet moans. She arched her back and sealed my lips when we climaxed together. A dozen thick ropes steadily pumped into her. A white waterfall cascaded down her thighs when she stood.   

Tilde took her place. She straddled me while looking my way, but I turned her around and fucked her how I did Tris.   

“Eh? But—You’re—Dancing—Why—Wait—It’s too—soon!!!”  

Tris…never walked away. She kneeled and licked the spot where I was furiously pounding into Tilde. Her tongue lapped the excessive juices and wayward semen, then she kissed my balls and gave them affectionate love.    

I leaned back and grabbed two big handfuls of my favorite fairy’s delicious breasts. It drove Tilde wild when I played with them like putty, but she went off the deep end when I transfigured a pair of mouths to suck her erect nipples.   

“I’m cumming!!!! Maaaaasterrrr!!!!” Tilde’s nubile body shivered as she tried to close her legs, but Tris kept them open. Her face became drenched in lewd liquids as I shot my love deep into her.   

“Aaaahhhhhhhh~~~~”  

My penis slipped out. Tris cleaned it, then turned her tongue to the semen dripping from Tilde.   

“I think she deserves a little taste.”  

I concur, my lord.  

Tris crawled on Tilde’s body and held her head gently while opening her mouth. The thick semen dripped onto her tongue. But my Fragment of Wisdom wasn’t done. She pressed her lips to Tilde’s and ensured she swallowed every last drop.   

“So,” I whispered, hugging her tightly as we sat up—with her still in my lap.  “Am I as good as I once was?”  

“I—I guess you’re good enough,” Tilde eventually said. She forced those words through her moans since I still had my mouth palms on her nipples.   

“What?” I feigned ignorance. “I still need to prove it more?”  

“What? I—”  

“I’m sure you heard it correctly, my lord.” Tris kneeled on the bed and pointed to the pillow. “Please continue to provide her with more evidence of your sexual mastery to ensure you’re ready for Lady Sekh.”  

I turned Tilde around and saw a hint of lewd regret. She bit her lips. “Ah—You—You know what? Elly was… Yeah, she was asking how to use the stove, so—"  

“I’m not letting my cute fairy go. Not after she seduced me. Isn’t it a head maid’s duty to tend to her Master?”  

“Don’t…use my words against me, you bully!”   

“Oh? But I have you to thank for that.” I brought us to the bed and gently sat Tilde on her stomach. She looked over her shoulder and wasn’t ready for my kiss.  “Consider this a prelude to your century.” I rubbed my hands down her back after transfiguring them into tongues to taste her salty, delicious sweat. Then they went around her stomach and up to her breasts as I plunged it in.   

Tilde couldn’t help but moan. She pushed her ass further against my crotch.   

Tris cheered me on. She happily watched and clapped along to the rhythm, then congratulated me whenever I climaxed.   

She… She really, really loved to watch. She’d probably have a front-row seat when Sekh and I made up for lost time.   

Knowing Tilde… She’d probably prepare pompoms or something equally bonkers.    

Having an audience like that turns me on more.   

I turned Tilde on her back and grabbed her sides while ramming my hips after the tenth round. Her breasts greedily devoured my attention in how they bounced. I loved the way her skin had these little ripples. She tightened with every thrust and went wild when I leaned close, tightly hugged her, and proclaimed my love.    

“I love you! I love you!!! Maaaaasterrrr!!!” When Tilde wasn’t clawing my back, she gripped the bedsheets for dear life or locked her legs around my waist.   

But I always passionately intertwined our fingers while kissing her whenever we climaxed. I ensured we always came together.    

Tilde, however, didn’t have the stamina. By the sixteenth round, she was begging for mercy.    

“I guess this is a good stopping point. Say,” I whispered, lying beside Tilde as my slime cleaned up the smelly, lewd mess. I didn’t want to stop touching her “But you don't want to nap alone, do you? Care to let me join? I can't get enough of you, Tilde." 

“As… As long as you hold me tightly… And say that you love me… And I might just let you do that after forgiving you for the pounding you gave me… It’s seriously not fair… You’re just so good at this… Shit, I don’t even know how to think straight anymore… I can still feel you moving inside me… I think my body’s addicted…” Tilde whispered, her face still sweaty, but I loved her smell and lustful, lewd expression.   

If nothing else…  

She was thoroughly satisfied.    

I did as she asked. She softly smiled at my touch, cried a few tears at my heartfelt love, and buried her head under my neck when I slipped it in.  

“Just know that you’re going to experience that for 36,500 days whenever we get to the Century of Tilde,” I joked. “All day. Every day. Morning til dusk. Dusk til morning…”  

Tilde lightly shivered from imagining such a scene.   

“Enjoy your slumber, you two,” Tris said when she pulled the covers over us, her beautiful body still bare. “I shall awaken you when it’s time for dinner. Please rest up for Lady Sekh’s return.”  

I closed my eyes and nuzzled closer to my favorite, cutest fairy in the whole wide world.