In the middle of the night, I was woken up by some movements around me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Wico moving towards me. I didn’t feel any bad intentions from her so I let her be. She put herself on my belly, her head barely reaching my chin, and continued sleeping like this. Her small breathing tickled my neck and she looked quite innocent like this. I fell asleep again, her weight feeling oddly comforting.
I woke up again in the morning, early enough that it wasn’t completely light outside yet. Wico and Selva were still deep into dreamland, the first one still cozily enjoying my body warmth.
This was an opportunity, one that I couldn’t miss. I even had justification since she came to me on her own. Even though I did feel Wico’s body rubbing on mine for the whole of yesterday, it wasn’t like I had truly touched her. She was the one touching me and the difference was important.
Now, I could use my hands to repay her in kind. I lifted my right hand and delicately placed it on her leg, to make it feel natural. Her feathers were smooth and warm, the sensation being quite pleasant. Slowly, I caressed her leg, starting from the outside. I kept the rest of my body still, to avoid alerting her too much.
Progressively, I moved my hand toward the left, massaging behind her leg. Depending on the location, her feathers slightly differed in texture and feel, making for an interesting exploration. I soon reached her inner thigh and butt, caressing both in slow motions. As expected of a sorcerer, the flesh was solid, full of muscles under the soft feathers. Even her butt was a mix of squishiness and rigidity, giving an interesting mixed sensation on my hand.
I glanced at her to check that she was still soundly sleeping before continuing my investigation. I ran my hand toward her groin while fondling her softly, and she moaned a little.
“Mhm…”
I froze for a moment, wondering if I had gone too far. Yet, she didn’t move and her breathing was still deep. Believing I was still safe, I opened her legs a bit to get access to her most fascinating place. Soon enough, my fingers reached her cloaca, softly brushing against it.
“Mhmm…”
She released a longer moan now, and I was surprised when feeling that her intimate spot was quite moist. Curious, I cautiously sent a finger to her opening, penetrating her lightly.
“Mhmm…”
Her moans were growing more profound, as if she was feeling something even in her sleep. Galvanized, I plunged deeper into her cloaca, sending another peek at her to check that the way was still clear. I was met with my master’s eyes, wide open and looking at me. She had a smile on her lips and let out another moan even though our eyes met.
“Mhmm…”
I stopped any movements, unsure about how my fate would turn out in this situation. Watching my reaction, her grin increased, and she whispered.
“What’s wrong, my disciple? Go on.”
“Really?”
“Of course not. What do you think you’re doing?”
I took my hand back and answered as a matter of fact.
“I’m exploring master’s body.”
“How bold of you.”
“It's master’s fault for sleeping on top of me.”
“You talk like Selva. Listening to her, everything that goes wrong in the world is my fault.”
“I don’t know about Selva but I’m just a horny boy. Snuggling up to me like this was a bit too much.”
She moved her left hand and put it on my hard-on.
“I can see that. Did touching your master do that? Or is it your morning wood?”
“Both.”
She shook her head.
“Such an honest kid. Hopeless child.”
She caressed my shaft and I couldn’t help trembling at the feeling.
“Master…”
“Yes, yes. Leave it to master.”
With one hand, she continued massaging my tool while using the other to pull my pants down. When this was done, she did the same to my underwear, only to now get into direct contact with my raw penis. Her move startled me, especially after insisting that she wouldn’t let me touch her ever.
Her soft feathery hands skillfully ran up and down my length, and the pleasure increased quickly. Not only did she know what to do and didn’t hesitate to act on it, but the erotism of the situation increased the sensations even further. Shortly after, she kept her first hand to work on my cock while using the second one on my glans, stimulating it in a way that forced me to sigh in pleasure. With the double stimulation, I felt myself rising quickly to my climax.
“Master… It’s amazing. Your hands are so soft and nice.”
“I know. You’re going to cum, right? Tell me when you do. We don’t want to make a mess.”
“…Yes, master.”
She accelerated her rhythm, working on me masterfully. Her thumb was constantly rubbing the top of my dick while her hand knew exactly when to stimulate which part at what time. She was looking at me right into the eyes, monitoring my reactions to adapt her movements, and it was obvious she was an expert in the act.
“I’m going to come, master.”
“All right, let it all out. Cum for your master, my disciple.”
She then did something that surprised me and broke through any remnant of self-control I had. She turned her body around and pressed her lips against my urethra, not fellating me but simply waiting for my sperm to come out. The feeling of her soft lips against my glans was the breaking point for me and I released everything, ejaculating at full force into her slightly opened mouth with a groan of pleasure.
She wasn’t surprised in the least and cooly accepted it all, letting her jaws get filled with my semen while continuing to jerk me off until I finished letting everything out.