The Chimeric Ascension of Lyudmila Springfield

Chapter 89.5: Moonlight Passion (R-18)

Tris’s technique was forceful. She overpowered my tongue and kept her lips to mine for the better part of a minute. Thick strips of saliva connected us…and we kissed again.  

And again.  

And again.   

Our switches were flipped. My hands explored Tris's chest, and she rubbed my erection. Her delicate fingers felt so good… Our gazes longed for the other, and when she sensed I was close to climaxing, she kissed me harder than ever as I covered her stomach.   

She seductively bit her lip and licked my semen from her fingers.    

Tris fidgeted. “I want you… So much… I can’t hardly stand it…” She touched her crotch and shivered.  

“And I want you,” I whispered. I caressed her chin and kissed her, wrapping my arms around Tris’s trembling back. We sat up, and I fell to my back. My Fragment of Wisdom straddled me with that lewd expression and pushed her panties to the side—she was drenching wet. Her eyes were flooded with lust, and I wanted her passion to devour me.   

“Masturbate for me. Show me how you do it.”   

“Yes… I want nothing more than to show you…” Her voice quivered in deep anticipation. But Tris had another idea. She gently guided my cock to her cute ass and…  

…slipped it in. Tris arched her back and cried out, but her tender voice did not escape her lips. No—her beautiful moans echoed endlessly in my mind.   

Please… Please watch me…  

Tris leaned back and spread herself open. She timidly fingered herself while I slowly, steadily gyrated my hips. Her insides were deliciously tight. Tris heaved and panted with every thrust. She bit her lips and fought an urge to close her legs.   

My lord… My lord…   

I felt myself getting close. The familiar pressure began building in my testicles, but…  

There was more…  

Tris’s mouth… That tongue she loved to lick me with me…  

It was available…  

Her eyes went wide when she saw my clone, but she fluttered her pretty blues and opened her mouth, taking the cock that stared at her without waiting. She greedily sucked it and almost whined when my clone stepped back to run the shaft across her face. She inhaled the scent when it went under her nose, inhaling my scent.  

My lord… Your scent. I could get drunk off it. It’s the best. There’s nothing else like it. It’s my favorite smell in the world... I want…more. Please, more…    

Her fingers furiously ravaged her cunt, and the clone slid their hips back, pulling their shaft across her head. Our sensations were linked—I felt it all, even when the clone rested their balls on Tris’s face.   

That turned her on more.    

She opened her mouth…and the clone did what she wanted and fucked her throat.    

She took it all—the entire shaft was gone-- hidden and loved. Tris didn’t need to breathe.   

I greedily grabbed her mesmerizing breasts with my hands after transfiguring a set of lips in the middle of my palms. Immediately, I felt her lips tighten harder. Tris beautifully squirted, sending her delectable juices across the deck.    

I wanted to taste her.    

A third, fourth, and fifth clone appeared. They kneeled and offered tongues to help Tris's fingers. The moist, pink appendages slithered like snakes and drove her wild. Tris clenched tighter than before, and I couldn’t hold it back. I jumped faster and climaxed, shooting thirteen long ropes of semen that never ended—synchronizing my orgasm with the clone enjoying Tris’s throat. She greedily swallowed everything the clone pumped out without spilling a drop.      

And my mind was just entirely filled with her passionate voice.    

And that was really it.    

Hearing my partners enjoy themselves did way more than anyone would’ve thought in turning me on.    

But Tris didn’t want the night to end.    

And neither did I.    

We both desired this…   

We spent the rest of the night like this…conjoined together in an orgy that reinforced the love and lust we shared for each other.    

“Hmm…” Tilde sassily tapped a finger to her chin, starting off another of her skits that would almost certainly lead to something lewd and sexually charged. “Sheesh…” She exaggeratedly wiped her sweaty forehead and stretched, grabbing the ship’s railing while sticking out her ass. “I said... Sheesh... Oh, am I tired... If only I had a kind-hearted Master to rub my tired body... Perhaps it’ll be the same Master who... Eeek!”    

Slap!    

I spanked her ass, and her smile was just so playful. “Hmm… That’s not the kinda rub a girl like me was looking, Master…” She wiggled her butt again, and I smacked it, keeping my hand on her cheeks this time—groping her the way she liked it.     

“Mmm… It feels so good… But…” She turned around and flashed a cute smile. “What do you say, Master? Wanna have a little fun?”    

“You have to ask me now?” I swooped her in my arms and sat her on the railing.  “Ah, don’t say anything. I’ll go along with it, my cute fairy.”  

We explored each other’s bodies and kissed like wild beasts. Tilde's wings were sensitive, so I treated them like fragile works of art. I soon unbuttoned her top and saw her cute bra, then lifted her skirt after she said she wanted to do it in her uniform…but I found…    

Panties?   

“What happened to going commando?”   

“I have to have modesty if I’m to be your Head Maid,” she sultrily whispered, leaning close to kiss me as she pushed the drenched garments to the side. She was already wet. “Unless… You want me to be naughty? You know I can be a dirty girl if that’s what you want.”   

“I think you know the answer.” I stashed her underwear and returned the kiss, my tongue descending until I focused on her neck. Her moans were like sweet music and only excited me, and her tender noises made me more excited as I locked my lips around her nipples.     

“Mmnn... That’s more like it. You gotta be gentle with me,” Tilde whispered, rubbing my cheeks. “You’re trying so hard that it’s so adorable! But…” Her tone turned melancholy. I asked her what was wrong. “I…don’t have milk. These puppies are bone dry…” Tilde groped herself. “But... That won’t stop you from trying, right?”  

“You’re right,” I whispered, resuming my sucking. Tilde’s panting increased as she rubbed my head. She called me a good girl. The embrace almost turned...motherly? It wasn’t odd, and it wasn’t uncomfortable. Tilde eventually bit her lips and let loose a sweet cry as I felt something wet against my knee.  

She had climaxed from her nipples alone.   

Tilde panted and sweated, her cheeks turning red like a tomato. “I... I can’t wait, Master... Please, jam it in me! Just stick it in like I’m a toy and flood my tight—” Her lewdness was defeated by a gentle, comical flick to the head.    

“Oh? Is my precious Head Maid telling her Master what to do? Hmm... I’ll have to punish you, you know...”  

“Tee hee!” Tilde stuck out her tongue and winked. “Oh no, I guess you discovered my ultimate plan...” My clothes vanished, and vines sprouted from my back. They wrapped around Tilde’s limbs and kept her suspended.     

“Come on, Master… Your naughty maid…needs to be taught a naughty lesson… I...want all of you...for as long as I can handle it... Just...drive me wild, Master.”   

And I did nothing. I remained still…because I had a better idea when a clone of Tris appeared beside me. She approached Tilde and deeply kissed her. A second clone manifested and exclusively targeted her breasts. A third focused on her stomach, a fourth kneeled and spread the fairy open, and a fifth licked her together.    

And I watched… The scene was beautiful. Seeing Tilde being played with? Having her teased all over? She writhed in pleasure. Her eyes watered, and her cheeks went red as she shivered. The anticipation was too much, and she begged me to stick it in as a sixth Tris clone kneeled and licked my dick.  

“Master… I’m sorry… Maa~~!” Tilde climaxed. Her body involuntarily quivered as she climaxed hard, squirting her delicious juices all over the clones’ faces. She heaved for air and panted. Her hair clung to her sweaty face as she breathed hard.   

“And Tilde is ready to take you, my lord,” said a clone. Two held my hands and guided me to my fairy. Her lewd eyes… She didn’t speak, but I knew what went through her mind.    

A third clone gently held my penis, and the last two spread Tilde open as I pushed past her inner folds into her sweet, delectable pussy. She was almost blisteringly hot and clenched immediately. Tilde wanted to cry out, but a clone sealed her voice with a deep kiss while I slowly pumped my hips. She curled her toes.   

“Mmm!!!! Mmphm—mmphhmmmm!!!!!” Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head, but the Tris Army Clone Attack hadn’t stopped. They crowed Tilde and rubbed her body with warmed slime, ensuring she was slick, wet, and slippery. The clones knew her weak points, and her cries were delectable and fulfilled the insatiable lust I felt. That must’ve come from Murag, but It didn’t overpower me. No—I wouldn’t make that mistake again...  

I lowered Tilde closer to the ground—she was still hovering, and three Tris clones transfigured a copy of my penis.   

“You said to drive you wild, Tilde,” I whispered, trying to hold back the pressure rising within my crotch. “And you won’t be the same... Come on, Tris, let’s do it together...”  

“At one, my lord,” said the clones in unison. The three without penises continued to massage every inch of Tilde’s body. The other three rubbed their cocks against Tilde’s bouncing breasts before rubbing her face. In between gasps, one slipped it in and fucked Tilde’s throat—just the way she liked. It silenced her moans, but I felt the vibration—everything, really, that the clones experienced. Our passions weren’t separate—everyone felt what the other felt.   

But seeing Tris...with a penis like that... That’s...turning me on... But... I... No, don’t focus on that, Mila. Tilde... She’s your objective... It’s all about your precious Head Maid.  

“MMMMPPPHHHHHH!!!!” Suddenly, Tilde convulsed, her body erupting like an earthquake had sent thunderbolts surging through her spine. She clenched me tightly, and I released the pressure, shooting all I had into her. The clone monopolizing Tilde’s face climaxed, and I felt the pleasure flow through me. Her orgasmic expression... It was so beautiful... The other two penis-wielding clones shot their load over Tilde’s breasts, painting her in a gorgeous layer of white, thick seed, and the three other clones immediately began licking Tilde clean.   

Tilde’s eyes were glazed over when the Tris she gave a blowjob to backed away, her penis glistening in the soft moonlight unobstructed by any pesky clouds. Even though she didn’t need to breathe, that Tris softly panted and met my eyes, licking her lips as her hands returned to her mighty erection. She kneeled and kissed Tilde, greedily taking the semen clinging to her throat before passing it around to the other clones.   

I fell to my ass. My knees were quivering too much to stand as my vines gently brought Tilde to me. She sat in my lap, but Tilde wasn’t moving—too exhausted, I suppose. But her vitals were fine...  

“This is what she wanted, my lord,” said a Tris clone. She kneeled and rubbed my thighs as she hugged Tilde from behind. Her saliva was still all over my fairy’s stomach. The other clones sat on their knees and watched.  

“Master...” Tilde’s voice was weak. She didn’t have the strength to push herself off me, but her lewd tongue licked my neck. I felt the beating of her heart and the depths of her love.   

“I’m right here, Tilde... Take the time you need, okay? I won’t let you go.”  

“More...”  

“Huh? More? But--”  

“I...” Her hands brushed against my erection. “Ha! I got ya!”  

“Wha-- Hhhmphhh--” The kiss was sudden. Just where had Tilde gotten this bolt of energy? She was passionate, like a lion on the prowl.”  

“Tricking your Master, huh?” I smirked and touched my forehead to hers. “Just what kind of Head Maid are you?”  

“Hmm...” She innocently pressed a finger to her chin and looked up. “A lewd one? One who cares about her Master a lot? A practical joker who knows not to take it too far? Someone who...honestly is pretending to be energetic...” Her mood shifted slightly. She was still excited and upbeat, satisfied with our lovemaking, but the fairy was exhausted. She fell against my chest and rested her head on my shoulder.   

“Dummy... You’re just going to tire yourself out. Here, want a pillow?”  

“A lap pillow? With something yummy to lick?”  

“Yummy?”  

“That’s what it is, isn’t it? Your dick’s delicious, Master. And... Well, it does have my juices, so... a Head Maid worth her salt and liquor must clean up her messes.” The Tris clones assisted Tilde in laying on my lap, and they watched as I stroked her hair after using slime to clean her body.   

“I think you turned me on to some different fetishes, Master,” said Tilde, her tongue tickling my shaft. Her motions were small, but it was nonetheless very enjoyable. I felt myself growing harder with each passing second.  

“Penis-wielding Trises?”  

“Yeah... Usually, you make clones of yourself. But this is a first. It...was different. And I loved it... Hey... Master?”  

“Yeah?”  

“Can... I don’t think we’ve talked about fetishes before.”  

“I don’t think we have. Why? Have something you want to try?”  

“Umm...” Tilde avoided the subject and wrapped her lips around the tip for a few seconds. I wasn’t close to climaxing, but...  

I wasn’t complaining. Especially when she was touching herself. I had cleaned her, but my lewd Head Maid was already a sweaty, wet mess.   

“Ah, sorry about that.” She gave the tip a quick kiss and returned to her passionate licking. “It’s...hard to talk about.”  

“I find that hard to imagine.”  

“Eh? That’s kinda cruel. I think that deserves a little Tilde Kiss!” Tilde smooched the tip and happily flapped her precious wings. “I dunno... Maybe one day... But I have one request. And it’s not from the giant list from the Century of Tilde. It’s a personal one.”  

“Aren’t they all personal? But yeah. Go ahead. Ask. I’m all ears, Tilde.”  

“I...Can you let me fall asleep? Like this?”  

“With it in your mouth?”  

“If you don’t mind. That’s...a fetish I have. I’ve never actually had a chance to act it out, though. So... I mean, my lovely Master should allow me that much, right? Especially after how tight I was? No one has a pussy quite like—bah!”  

“Geez... So vulgar and lewd, aren’t you?” I lightly bonked Tilde on the head and rubbed her hair. “But I wouldn’t have my precious Tilde any other way.”  

“Yep! I’m precious, alright! Besides, I’m sure this patented Tilde’s Cock Warming is brand-new for you, too. So... I guess...you can escort me downstairs after I fall asleep... You’d do that for me, right? Master?”  

“Anything for you, Tilde. Sweet dreams...”  

I felt a familiar sensation envelop the tip of my penis, and Tilde’s eyes slowly closed as I rubbed her body.   

The Tris clones vanished after kissing me, and I merely waited...enjoying a tender moment with someone I loved very much.   

Tilde was unique.  

She was an enigma.   

Certainly... There wasn’t anyone else like her in this world. But...  

I loved her.   

I’d do anything for her because she’d do anything for me. I still needed her. She was my Head Maid, but she was my teacher first. A beloved companion who taught a broken piece of shit like...who comforted me when I was at my lowest...who always knew what to say...to get me back on track...  

“Our family’s almost reunited, Tilde,” I whispered, her soft breathing tickling my penis. I grew hard. I didn’t want to wake her up by filling her mouth, so when I was about to climax, I used slime inside my penis to assimilate the semen before it spurted out, then launched the collected waste over the deck with a slingshot of slime.   

“I know what I must do. No, I know...what I think I want to do. I know I have choices to make. I...only hope that you’re with me until the end. A Head Maid isn’t supposed to die before her Master, you know?”  

I leaned down and kissed her cheeks, then enjoyed the night until it was time to take her downstairs.   

Another conversation had to happen, and my night wasn’t any closer to ending.