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Series: Kobayashi-san Maid Dragon
Tags: yuri
It was obviously not something that was supposed to happen. She had a thing for maids, not girls, and especially not girls who were actually dragons in disguise. For all that Kobayashi generally kept her chastity in check, this was something entirely unexpected. She blamed the weird water Tohru had brought back from her world. Some sort of elven trickery.
Fucking elves. Why was it always elves?
"Where the hell did you learn this?" she bit out through gritted teeth. The dragon maid kneeled between her spread legs, her coarse tongue lapping at her exhausted folds. Tohru didn't bother answering, and instead teased and prodded the portion of her navel that was covered by pubic hair, making broad, stroking motions with her hands.
The dragon maid, her face flushed and mischievous, paused from her service with a lewd smack, and grinned up at her. "It's just a technique I asked a tantic god about. Why, do you like it?"
Well of course she did-it felt amazing, an aroused heat spreading through her limbs as Tohru bit and nibbled at different parts of her slit, grazing her erect clit with a tooth that was definitely draconic, never drawing pain, each stroke somehow calculated to hit at a small, almost microscopic bundle of nerves that sent electric waves shooting up her spine, places that her long and lonely solo sessions never uncovered. When Tohru sent her serpentine tongue to snake into just near the entrance of her cunt, touching over a series of points in rapid succession, spittle flew from between Kobayashi's lips as white spots began to dance in her vision, her eyes glazing over like a mindbroken doujin whore. When the dragon's tongue re-entered her to do the same thing on an entirely different set of points, culminating in a playful, almost almost sadistic, feather-like caress up her clit, which sent her right over the edge, her legs buckling beneath her as she squirted all over the maid's face, the latter capturing her lifeless legs expertly as if expecting the orgasm to happen.
An eternity later, Kobayashi came to, still slumped against her wall, her pussy still being licked absently by the maid, who caught her flickering eyes and grinned. She repeated the downward strokes with her palms on her navel. "Good, good. That wasn't so bad, right? Now, your uterus is ready for impregnation."
"Uhhh, no it's not," Kobayashi said, a little out of breath. "We're both girls, remember?"
Tohru grinned knowingly, as she carried her over to the bed. "That technique wasn't the only thing I got from that god."
Kobayashi hung her head, remembering that incident from before, which had happened to her personally. "Oh, fuck me."
Tohru giggled, pulling up her skirt and leaving the maid suit on, knowing her fetish well. "Yes, I certainly shall."
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