Chapter 74: Arc 5: Chapter 7

Being a lesbian through and through, Bianca had never considered how she might go about pleasuring the impressive – and ever so warm, feeling as though touching it could scald her skin – shaft before her. She did use a few toys in the past, but she’d never thought to suck on something inanimate and unfeeling.

Even if her then-girlfriend chose to wear a strap-on, they’d likely go straight to sticking it somewhere where at least one of the two would feel good physically.

Still, she had received enough blowjobs from Song Ming to have some a basic notion of what she ought to do, though the concept itself wasn’t especially complex. As far as she could tell, the biggest issue would be somehow opening her jaw enough to endure taking that whole girth…

“Are you intimidated, cutie?”

“Just shut it already,” Bianca snapped at her, “Hard enough to imagine fitting this thing into my mouth without you saying anything…”

“Fine, fine, take your time, though it’s much less difficult than you may think. Go on, try it.”

She rolled her eyes, but she pushed that worry aside and finally stuck out her tongue, licking the tip and lapping up the precum that had built up there. Almost instantly, she felt the taste flood her mouth and seep into her tongue, a strong, salty and earthy taste that nearly made her gag from the sheer shock of it.

“Bleh… that will take some getting used to…” Bianca muttered, “Or maybe you need to change diet.”

“Hm? Oh, don’t you worry, it’s the former. Nobody’s ever complained about my taste before, and I’ve been with lots of women, dancers and otherwise alike.”

Dubious as that claim was, she let it go unchallenged while she licked around the tip, the more familiar taste of sweat and skin soothing her taste buds. To make things easier for herself, she placed her hand at the base of Han Rushu’s cock to angle it down a little, the skin sweaty and sticky, resting her other arm on Han Rushu’s thigh to let her remain close enough to the head. After all, the blacksmith had quite the impressive length, seeming nearly double that of Bianca’s, reaching roughly twenty-three centimetres.

By the time she had swirled her tongue around a few times, Han Rushu’s cock had already leaked even more precum, so she gave it another go to see whether it was indeed an acquired taste. It hit her as strongly as last time – making her wonder if stopping the blacksmith from cumming in her mouth later on would be necessary – but oddly, it was far less… grating.

She couldn’t say she enjoyed it, definitely not, but now it was harder to say that she hated it.

‘Huh… maybe… maybe it is like she says… hm,’ Bianca couldn’t be bothered to ponder the matter in depth, in general and while on the cusp of sucking off a hot woman, so she threw the matter aside and got back to it.

She’d been starting to drool even before her mouth got anywhere near this beast, so she had little trouble covering the rock-hard head in her saliva, leaving it wet and slick as she continued to sample and lick it. Occasionally, she’d lick up the pearly-white drops that accumulated at the tip, mostly out of obligation, though it did slowly start to feel more and more neutral as an act.

Nevertheless, she knew that there was more to Han Rushu’s dick than just the tip, so after a while she decided to move down, sliding her tongue along the side of the blacksmith’s cock, lapping up the mixture of sweat and her own saliva, which had dripped down in the time she’d spent higher up. The thought of sucking on the balls came to her for a moment, but just the feeling of rough pubic hairs tickling the side of her hand dissuaded her. It wasn’t a wild enough bush for her to have an issue with, but she wasn’t about to fill her mouth with hairs.

“Say, do you ever shave down here?” she asked before licking back up the length, this time at the back of the blacksmith’s cock, along the slight bulge down there.

“Depends. Most of the time, I’m a little too busy to bother with such things,” Han Rushu shrugged, before a smirk suddenly appeared on her face, “Oh, I know why you’re curious. If you’d like, I’ll shave before the next time, though if you’d want me to smell all nice and fresh, then-”

“No,” Bianca interrupted her, perhaps a bit too quickly, “I mean, this is fine.”

“I’m sure it is, sexy,” that smirk stuck around, perhaps even growing a little, but Bianca knew better than to bother replying.

Another drop of precum coated her tongue once she arrived at the tip, though it barely registered at this point. She considered licking up and down the other side as well, but a quick glance up confirmed that even with the blacksmith’s smirk, there was a hint of boredom within her gaze. Although she knew that it was a little foolish, she still didn’t want to disappoint, so she licked her lips and wrapped them around the tip of Han Rushu’s cock.

That elicited a gasp, although Bianca could barely get the head into her mouth without grazing it with her teeth. Thus, she started out slowly, licking and sucking on the very tip while using her hand to pump the length up and down. She had to grasp Han Rushu’s shaft rather tightly to keep her grip, but judging by the blacksmith’s subdued moans, it worked out anyway.

Just like her, the blacksmith was uncircumcised, and so her foreskin slid up and down the head with each stroke, an act that Bianca knew full well made things a lot more enjoyable. Having already made the head as wet as she could, she had no trouble at all stroking up and down, slick sounds quickly filling the office.

“You’re doing well, sexy. Just keep sucking and stroking, and make sure to breathe deep and swallow every drop, got it?” Han Rushu said with odd specificity, almost making her pause for a moment, “And I know you can take more. Just give it a go, and don’t worry if you end up biting me a little.”

‘I somehow doubt that… I seem to recall hearing some guys being very specific about this stuff when chatting with one another,’ Bianca thought, casting her gaze up again.

Perhaps the intent came through, since the blacksmith managed to reply, “I wouldn’t want to be bitten outright, but I’m both a cultivator and have draconic blood. You’d need to try quite hard to actually hurt me.”

‘… Right, cultivation nonsense. Well, since she said it…’ throwing her reservations away yet again, she briefly stopped stroking the length and instead held it still while taking the plunge.

With her jaw as open as she could manage, she took the rest of the head into her mouth, her lips only barely keeping their tight embrace over the shaft. She had barely enough room to continue swirling her tongue around the head, and licking up or down it proved more challenging, so she mostly got to enjoy the stream of precum that now flowed from the tip landing directly onto her tongue. Some of it mixed with her saliva, which flowed as actively as though she was drooling like never before, and escaped past her lips to make the blacksmith’s cock all the wetter.

Still, she had made it past the thickest part of Han Rushu’s cock, so she couldn’t just stop there. With confidence surging through her veins, she went further, swallowing up centimetre after centimetre until the tip suddenly hit the back of her throat. Bianca gagged, nearly biting down hard on the length keeping her jaw wide open, though she was quickly pulled back by a strong hand that landed on her head. Through tears that quickly filled her eyes, she looked up onto Han Rushu’s concerned face.

“Pace yourself. It’s all good to a thirsty, eager slut and all, but you should get used to something filling you first,” the blacksmith said, “Let me handle it for a moment.”

Having said that, she guided Bianca’s head up and down her cock, bringing her up to the tip, letting her rest for just a moment before forcing her back down. She stopped just before her cock would’ve triggered Bianca’s gag reflex again, only to bring her back and begin all over again. Although she maintained a firm grip the entire time, it was also rather gentle, just strong enough to do its job.

The blacksmith seemed to have a lot of experience with this, as she was able to go for what felt like minutes without ever exceeding Bianca’s limits. It gave her plenty of time to recover, to practise breathing through her nose – as she was already having trouble getting any air through her mouth – and take in the feeling of it all. Since the mouth wasn’t an erogenous region, at least typically, she knew that giving someone a blowjob wouldn’t be comparable to feeling someone lick her pussy or penetrate it with their fingers.

Indeed, it was a rather different feeling. Something filling her mouth, the sensation of it being used by someone so much more endowed than she was… it wasn’t bad, that’s for sure. Having her mouth filled with cock felt satisfying, and once she had regained control over herself, she went about improving that sensation by putting in some more work. She sucked on the length and did whatever she could with her tongue, focusing on the lower side as that was where she was also most sensitive.

It certainly worked, as the moment she amped up her enthusiasm, the blacksmith’s breathing grew heavier, a smile growing on her face.

“Yes, that’s right… you’ve either done this before, or you’ve played with your own tool quite a bit,” Han Rushu chuckled, lifting one foot and pressing the heel of her shoe against the bulge in Bianca’s shorts, “You really ought to take that thing out, it looks way too tightly packed in there… But first, your hand. You’ve been slacking.”

She had stopped stroking the lower half of the shaft after she gagged on it, so she resumed it thanks to Han Rushu’s reminder. It had been a wet and messy matter when she had just begun, but with a copious volume of saliva replacing the sticky layers of sweat that had initially coated the blacksmith’s cock, it was likely that she’d need to drink a few litres of water after this was done… oh, and gripping that impressive shaft was getting tougher by the moment.

Still, she wasn’t deterred by the mess, so she did her best.

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The moment she got into a sort of rhythm, she took the opportunity to reach down with her free hand and pull her shorts down, having to struggle for a short while before they came loose. As soon as they did, though, she nearly breathed a sigh of relief, stopped only by Han Rushu thrusting into her mouth once more. Everything they’d been doing had distracted her from just how hard she’d been getting.

Now, she and Han Rushu could see it in all its glory. Over thirteen centimetres of length and decent girth stood straight and throbbed, her own precum starting to drip down onto the floor the moment it was freed. A wet spot had already formed in her shorts before she’d pulled them down.

“That’s a nice dick you’ve got there, sexy. Still, mine is bigger, so you should just focus up here,” the blacksmith said, stroking Bianca’s hair, “Never had anyone with a cock suck me off before, but I’ve had a few people cum from that alone, so… Maybe you’ll be able to do so too- oh, don’t look at me like that, I’m just joking… mostly.”

‘Yeah right… Even if I manage to take it down my throat, unless it somehow feels way better, I’ll just remain as horny as when I came here…’ as she returned her arm to the blacksmith’s thigh, Bianca spent a moment thinking about it beyond just her immediate response, ‘I could just handle myself later, but…’

Try as she might, it was rather hard to focus with a thick, hard dick filling her mouth, so she shelved the line of thought for now – keeping it closer to herself than most of the other things she’d thrown aside – and slowly retook control of the situation, speeding up her pace and forcing the blacksmith to let go of her head. Now that she regained control of the situation, she slowly resumed her attempts to push her limits, going a little further than Han Rushu would.

Once more, the tip of the blacksmith’s cock hit the back of her throat, causing tears to well up in her eyes as her gag reflex desperately tried to stop her folly. She pushed on undeterred, withdrawing and then forcing herself to take the length just as deeply into her mouth. Her hope was that her body would eventually be beaten into submission and have no choice but to do as she wished it to.

She lacked the precision that Han Rushu used in guiding her head, and thus she ended up testing her limits a number of times without meaning to. Each time she did, her throat didn’t appreciate it in the slightest, but she was slowly overcoming it through sheer will, until she pushed herself once more.

It struck the back of her throat and went deeper in, and although she instantly gagged and felt every muscle in her body try to back off, she forced herself to remain in place for as long as she could. Her vision slowly darkened as her throat muscles desperately tried to push out the intruding object, her lungs quickly running out of oxygen to fuel her with and relying purely on the thick cock musk that had filled them, but she endured while doing her best to glare up at Han Rushu to keep her from helping her out again.

The time spent gagging felt like hours, but eventually she knew that any more would not end nicely. She forced herself back, forcing herself off the length entirely and nearly hitting the back of her head on the desk as she desperately inhaled air through the immense absence that suddenly took the blacksmith’s place.

“Are you… okay? If you want to do this sort of thing, a breathing skill of some kind would help…” Han Rushu asked, “Need a moment?”

“I… ah, fuck…” she replied amidst a coughing fit, “Overestimated… myself. Fuck… I feel weird now.”

“Nearly suffocating will do that to you.”

“I mean… without something in my mouth. Though that too… How does Song Ming do this…” Bianca finally recovered enough air to feel close to being alive, although she couldn’t help but regret getting away from that incredible cock.

Having spent some more personal time with it, she had to admit that cocks on women weren’t so bad. The heat and sensation of it was alluring, the overwhelming musk of her sweaty length was outright addictive, and while what little she got to taste of the blacksmith’s cum – or precum, though she doubted the difference in taste would be much besides sheer intensity – hadn’t left her with the best first impression, she couldn’t deny that it became nearly non-intrusive once she had the time to get used to it.

Perhaps in time, she’d even enjoy it, though she couldn’t be sure on that front.

“A-Anyway… I want to take it all the way.”

“Unless you want me to rail your throat while you’re lying on the desk, there’s no way you’re managing that. And even if I were to do that, you’d pass out half-way through.”

“… Yeah, probably… Say, how many times can you, uh, cum in one session?”

The blacksmith’s eyebrow rose, “Already thinking of covering yourself in my seed? I like it, very fitting for a horny slut like-”

“I don’t dislike the dirty talk, but please just answer the question.”

“Never counted, but I’m able to go plenty of times in a row without issue. Why do you ask?”

“… Alright. This’ll be round one, then we’ll go for round two. Not a problem with you, right?”

Han Rushu shrugged, “I guess not. So long as it’s something pleasant, I won’t complain either way. Though I have to thank you for the makeup you wore for me. You look really hot with it all messed up.”

“… Your dick is nice too,” Bianca muttered, then got back into place and straight to sucking her off.

She easily fit the head into her mouth this time, although her jaw was still rather sore from last time, and put both hands to work pumping the length she couldn’t quite swallow. Before this, she’d been taking things slow, both for herself and the woman before her, but now that she had a slightly different goal in mind, she didn’t hesitate to drive herself to her limits.

The faster she went, the better things would feel – in theory, anyway – so she pushed for speed and made up for her non-existent skill with all the enthusiasm her body could produce. She made a massive mess as she sucked and bobbed on the dick before her, even allowing her gag reflex to do some of the work when she dove too deeply. It may have been a struggle not to go too far and just throw up, a thing that wouldn’t be comfortable or pleasant for anyone, but each gasp of pleasure she elicited made it all worthwhile.

Judging by how the blacksmith’s cock remained hard the entire time during their break, she’d already gotten rather worked up earlier, so when she grabbed Bianca’s head and suddenly forced her down, her eyes shutting as she moaned and her balls twitched, her eventual orgasm came as no big surprise.

Of course, going from barely handling half the length to suddenly having it fill her throat as she was pushed all the way down to the base, feeling Han Rushu’s balls at her chin was quite the change. She gagged and tried her best to breathe through her nose, though her best attempts were worth nothing as her consciousness faded quickly.

Bianca felt the length within her throat throb as the bottom bulged from all the cum that travelled through the mighty rod, spilling straight into her stomach. The warmth that filled her was pleasant, distracting her from the fact she was suffocating on Han Rushu’s gorgeous rod, but only for a moment.

In the next, she knew that if she didn’t act, she might just die like this. It wouldn’t be the worst way to go, but having a way to go to begin with wasn’t within her intentions. Thus, with all the strength she had, she pushed against the blacksmith’s grip and forced herself back, the feeling of cock sliding out of her seeming to drag on forever. The moment it finally escaped her throat, she was treated with a thick, sticky, hot, salty load that flooded into her mouth, filling any absence left by the head of Han Rushu’s cock.

“Yes, swallow it you slut! Drink it all!” Han Rushu cried out, her legs trapping Bianca in place to stop her from retreating further.

Thus, whether she wanted to or not, Bianca had to swallow every single drop, barely being able to gulp down the thick liquid that felt as though it was permeating her mouth and corrupting her tongue, purging every taste bud other than those needed to perceive the taste of cum.

As soon as the blacksmith’s legs relaxed, she broke free, but by that point only the taste remained within her mouth. Try as she might, she couldn’t get rid of it, nor the scent that lingered there. It felt as though it had permeated her every cell, ruining her forever… even if that was almost certainly an illusion. At least, she certainly hoped so.

“F-Fuck you… seriously…”

“Got a tiny bit carried away, heh,” Han Rushu chuckled, though Bianca could barely make anything out beside the noise as her lungs still desperately tried to refill themselves, “So, how do you want the second round to be?”

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