Last of The Fae

Daphne's thighs clamped down on Thane's head like a vice, and her entire body suddenly stiffened, but he barely noticed. Like a man possessed, Thane only cared about the sweet dew flowing from between Daphne's legs, drinking from the fountain as if his life depended on it. The sounds that squeaked past her lips were almost as intoxicating, but Daphne still managed to muffle her cries of pleasure, something Thane took as a challenge. 

As Daphne's body relaxed as she came down from her climax, Thane reached around behind Daphne and grabbed the hem of her panties before pulling them to the side. 

Jolting as she felt her underwear graze against her overly sensitive slit Daphne only had a brief moment of reprieve before she felt Thane's tongue lap at her bare sex. Daphne doubled over as her legs trembled, underestimating how much her panties had decreased her sensitivity. 

Gritting her teeth, Daphne could feel her face burning as she blushed, but Thane was unrelenting as his tongue suddenly slid in between Daphne's lower lips, grazing the entrance of her pussy. 

"Mghp!" Daphne slapped both her hands over her mouth as her entire lower half went numb with pleasure. Realizing what Thane was doing, Daphne growled before halfheartedly pounding her fist against his chiseled abs, "C-cut it out, you brute! Do you want the entire school to hear?" 

Instead of slowing down or stopping, Thane hummed as if excited by the idea, and the feeling of his vibrating lips against her crotch nearly tipped Daphne over the edge. 

"Mhhhh!" Daphne bit down on her tongue so hard she tasted blood as Thane continued his unrelenting assault on her sex, "Y-you fucking-ngh-idiot!"

Daphne hissed, and as she braced herself against Thane's stomach, her hips started to move on their own, spreading and opening herself even more to Thane's relentless tongue and mouth. 

With her own body betraying her, Daphne realized she was quickly losing control, and in a latch-ditch effort, she tried to pull herself off of Thane. But the moment her hips lifted off his face, Thane's arms clamped around her waist like a vice holding Daphne prisoner. 

Unable to even sit up correctly, Daphne felt her body leaden as waves of pleasure rippled through her flesh up from her melting core. Just as Daphne was about to give in and let Thane have his way, her lidded eyes opened and locked onto his swollen cock, still standing tall and proud. 

A wicked glint ignited in Daphne's eyes, and she propped herself up on her elbows before leaning forward and running her tongue from the very base of Thane's cock all the way to his tip. The moment her wet pink tongue grazed Thane's manhood, Daphne felt his entire body stiffen for a moment as he let out an involuntary grunt. 

The glint in Daphne's eyes intensified, and she repeated her actions over and over again, feeling Thane's body respond from underneath her. Eventually, Daphne focused her attention on the tip of Thane's cock, having read it was the most sensitive part, and judging by how Thane reacted, the text hadn't lied. 

Daphne let her tongue loll out of her mouth as she traced the underside of Thane's head, saliva flowing freely from her tongue. Before long, Daphne found herself in a trance, losing herself as her mind was filled with a different kind of pleasurable haze.

Thane's taste clogged the back of Daphne's throat, filling her nose with the dizzyingly powerful musk. And every time his cock twitched against her tongue or Thane let a grunt of pleasure against her crotch, Daphne's brain sent a rewarding tingle down her entire spine. 

When Daphne had first approached Thane, she thought he would be easy to persuade to her side, offering him the friendship he seemed to lack elsewhere. But he had proven to be a stalwart with his emotions and possessed a sharp tongue that would make even her mother proud. However, Daphne knew that underneath it all, Thane was carrying a burden that she shared: the expectations and the drive to live up to them all. 

But none of that mattered now; Daphne could feel Thane's tension melting from his body with each grazing pass of her tongue. The fact that it was her bringing him this pleasure made Daphne all the more eager to continue. 

Just as Daphne went in for another lick, she felt Thane's entire body flex as his hips raised off the floor and his cock throbbed. Daphne's eyes widened, and before she realized it, her lips stretched to seal around the head of Thane's cock just as the first spurt of his semen hit the back of her throat.

The force behind it made Daphne gag, and she pulled her head back, only for Thane's hand to clamp around the back of her head, pushing her down even further. 

Daphen's eyes bulged as she felt her mouth stretch wider than it had ever been before, and the heavy weight of Thane's cock came to rest against her tongue. But Daphne couldn't concern herself with that as her mouth quickly filled with Thane's semen, and she was forced to swallow the thick, viscous fluid. 

But Thane's orgasm was practically unending, and soon, Daphne felt her cheeks swell. A flash of panic registered in Daphne's addled mind, and she tapped on Thane's leg as she pushed back against his head. Fortunately, Thane got the signal, and he took back his hand. Daphne shot up with a cough and splutter as Thane's cock continued to spew. 

As she gasped for breath, Daphne spilled her mouthful of semen, and it dripped down her chin to coat her neck and the top of her breasts. Meanwhile, Daphne felt Thane's searing orgasm splashed against her stomach, painting her skin before finally coming to an end. 

Catching her breath, Daphne let out a moan as she looked down at herself covered in seed. Reaching down, Daphne smeared the thick globs onto her skin and sighed as another orgasm rolled through her body.