She turned her head around my tool, inspecting it from every direction. When satisfied with that, she discreetly came closer, as if to look into it in more detail. I noticed her nose moving slightly and knew her real aim.
After so many sexual encounters, I understood that smell played a non-negligible role during the act. All species were receptive to sexual odors and usually became increasingly aroused due to them. Her trying to sniff my penis was just an extremely normal and expected move.
“No need to be shy, smell it as much as you want.”
She looked up at me in a startle, only to focus back on what was in front of her again. For a few moments, she did nothing. Then, she placed her nose right next to the intersection of my shaft and my balls and took a deep breath through it.
“It smells so… vulgar.”
She sniffed it again, and again, doing it several times in succession. While doing it, her breathing deepened, and she started to rub one thigh against the other.
“I smelled you last time, too. It was a truly sexy smell. I could have enjoyed it all day.”
She shivered but didn’t look at me this time, as if trying to ignore my words. Instead, she backed off a bit, only to lift a hand next to my sex. She extended a finger to poke it lightly, testing the waters. After a few pokes, she opened her palm to caress it softly. Her breathing was tickling me, and together with her touch, I was starting to get in the mood, my pole slowly getting erect.
She witnessed the phenomenon from very close, staring at it like it was selnic. When she stopped feeling me, my hardening also came to a halt midway through. Fascinated, she observed how nothing happened when she left it alone, and how it twitched and hardened when she played with it.
Somehow, this seemed to make her happy, as she alternated between action and non-action, and the consequences of each act. Someone else might have hurried her to start getting to it seriously, but I wasn’t in a hurry. Plus, I didn’t lack sex either, having slept with Suuru the previous night, which in a way was just some hours ago. It was more enjoyable to see her experiment and watch where her thoughts took her.
Finally, it seemed she wanted to see me fully erect because she took my tool with both hands and massaged it with more vigor. Her soft hand, slightly furry on the outside, did the job perfectly, allowing me to get at full mast in no time.
At that point, she pulled her head back a little to admire the view. She then realized my true size and looked down at her crotch, visibly anxious. She did that several times until she looked up at me again.
“My Lord… It’s really… big.”
“That’s the difference in species.”
“…Yes.”
She seemed half concerned and half anticipating it, a weird mix that gave away her feelings on the whole thing. After a few seconds of pause, she resumed her inspection. My now-hardened penis was a whole different creature, pointing straight toward the sky like a proud fighter ready to spear its opponent. She enjoyed its changed texture again, experiencing the difference between the three different critical spots of my shaft, my glans, and my balls.
For this last part, she carefully caressed them, probably remembering my previous warning. This sent shivers down my back, and I couldn’t deny getting quite excited now. Precum started to flow out of my urethra, which she watched with admiration.
This might have been a trigger because the next thing she did was take her tongue out and give a quick lick to my rod. She backed off again, tasting my flavor.
“Salty.”
She did the same on several spots, including my balls, and commented on all of them. She left the best for the end and finally arrived at my glans smeared with precum. She took her tongue out even more than before and licked the whole thing in one swift move. She savored it for a few moments, her eyes widening a bit.
“Lewd taste.”
Right after delivering her thoughts, she went back to it, licking a few more times. Maybe because the flavor became thinner, she moved to the next step immediately. She opened her small mouth wide and barely managed to encompass my glans. She pushed her head down some more until my tip was fully into her crevasse while she took her tongue out again to lick everything.
Her mouth was just large enough to allow me to pass, and, from my point of view above her, it felt like my dick was almost half the size of her head. Sex with a shorter species was indeed arousing due to this kind of forbidden feeling of doing something with someone way too small, even though she was a fully-fledged adult in terms of physique and age.
The real blowjob started now and she focused hard on the task. It was hard to say whether it was fortunate or not that her first one began with a size much larger than it should normally be, but she tried her best. However, as she took me a bit too deep into her throat, she gagged and completely let go of my penis, coughing several times.
“Cough, cough. I’m sorry, my Lord. This is hard.”
I gently smiled at her.
“Don’t worry. Take your time. It’s good to get used to it now since we’ll do it often in the future.”
Her eyes shone in realization. She nodded and gave it another try. It took her several more attempts, full of saliva and precum, before she finally managed to give me a good initial head.
She now was bobbing her head over my dick, her eyes alternating between monitoring what she was doing and watching my reactions. Her small mouth was squeezing me tightly, and I put a hand on her head to caress it encouragingly while sighing in pleasure.