CHAPTER 256: PLANE-SHIFTING SENSATIONS {R-18}

Caius included his teeth in his nipple-suckling and at the same time, he finally snuck his index and middle fingers into Cynthia’s snatch while also pressing down on her clit with his thumb.

"Oh— FUCK!!" Cynthia couldn’t help but exclaim out loud with the intense thrill that was coursing through her body.

Her legs shook and try as she might, she couldn’t muster the strength required to remain standing and had to fall backward toward the reinforced ground. As she fell, she had her hands still holding on to Caius’s head and she pulled him down with her.

They were an inch from her back landing with a thud when she managed to free a couple of her fingers from being entangled in Caius’s hair so she could use them to form a simple seal that cast a spell circle.

The spell conjured a cushioning force of wind that received and settled her gently on the ground where Caius remained pressed up on her, his hands and mouth not at all jostled from their positions.

Caius stroked his fingers in and out of Cynthia’s snatch, intensifying the thrill that was already coursing through her quite hard. Her spine tingled with delight and electricity seemed to zing through her at every spot where Caius was touching her.

And then Caius pulled his mouth off her breast and went down her body, kissing all the way even though her thin gown remained a barrier. Soon he was at her crotch and he settled there with his face quite close to his pussy-exploring hands.

Caius pulled his fingers out of Cynthia’s gripping velvety caverns and licked them clean of her juices.

It tasted as incredible as he had expected and he was soon pushing aside the part of her gown that still fell to cover that area from his sight and exploration. He grabbed the straps of Cynthia’s panties and pulled the underwear off her body, holding the damp thing to his nose to take a long whiff of her scent. He got so heady with it that he almost kept at that and did nothing more.

But, remembering that there was more of that wonderful scent at the source brought him back to his senses—horny as it was—so he could toss the panties aside and move in. Cynthia raised her legs so her knees were pointed at the ceiling as her thighs—in vertical positions—bordered Caius’s head on either side.

Caius grabbed hold of both thighs and turned his head from side to side with his tongue stuck out to lick every sliver of pussy juice that was slicked up on the insides of them.

Eventually, he ran out and soon had his nose pressed up against Cynthia’s pussy lips. He could feel her muscles clench in her eagerness to get something to fill the hole his fingers had vacated and continue the job from where he had left off.

Cynthia thrust both her hands down and grabbed hold of Caius’s hair, only barely keeping her impulse to forcefully pull him against her snatch in check.

Caius wrapped one of his legs around one of Cynthia’s thighs so he could use his thumb and index fingers to grab hold of the clit and press down on it.

"Ahhhnnnn!!!" Cynthia groaned in pleasured delight as she arched her back against the ground. She pulled at Caius’s hair then, no longer able to hold herself back. But then, she realized she was unable to muster the true physical strength available to her in her current Magic Circle.

Try as she might, her strength didn’t answer her call and she was left at the mercy of Caius’s pace and his touch.

Meanwhile, Caius wrapped his other hand around Cynthia’s other thigh so he could use his index and middle fingers to stroke across each of her pussy lips, plump as they were, before pulling them apart to reveal what they were hiding.

The way Cynthia’s perfect bronze skin, which was slick with her juices, complemented the delicate pink of her insides was so beautiful, Caius was tempted to just stay as he was and stare at it.

It was mesmerizing.

And the slight trembling due to the pleasure thrills still coursing through her body as well as the way the muscles clenched and unclenched over and over again were so... hypnotic.

Caius stretched out his tongue and took a long lick of the pink insides, amazed at how the delicious taste of her that he had gotten off his licking of his fingers and the insides of Cynthia’s thighs, was even better here.

With his thumb and index finger still pressing down on her clit, causing Cynthia to curl her toes and never be capable of lying flat on the ground and staying that way, Caius wormed his tongue inside her.

"By Fucking gods!!!!" Cynthia exclaimed as her grip on his hair grew even tighter. She might not have been capable of harnessing her true strength to pull him closer but her capability to grip things remained largely intact.

No longer needing to keep the pussy lips pulled apart for his observational delight, Caius moved his hand up Cynthia’s body to grab hold of one of her breasts, kneading and squeezing its ample and supple wonder before gripping and pulling at her nipple, causing Cynthia to practically growl with pleasure.

Caius’s tongue extended quite deep inside Cynthia’s snatch. Well, at least he extended deep enough to locate the spot within her that his fingers had mapped out for him during their sojourn here.

By the time he was approaching, Cynthia felt he had truly picked up from where he left off because the thrill that gripped her entire body built up from the one before but was distinctly different. This one came with a purpose. A heralding purpose.

And then Caius’s tongue touched that spot and he instantly began to stroke it with the dexterous tip of his tongue.

"FUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!" Cynthia Kragsten howled then. Her stormy grey eyes clouded over before they rolled up to the back of her head. She arched her back so much she seemed to be getting lifted off the ground...

At the very least, she raised her ass to push up even harder against Caius’s mouth. There was a change in the flow of wind in the hall that helped her keep that position in an unconscious use of magic Caius was sure had not required a dedicated spell cast.

Caius kept up with what he was doing. His tongue languished across that spot that was driving Cynthia so wild and his thumb and index fingers continued to press down on her clit.

Cynthia, with only her legs still on the ground for balance, rested her weight mostly on the wind current that was supporting her arching back. She had both of her hands still in Caius’s hair and rocked her pussy against his mouth over and over again, actively driving herself closer to what she could feel was coming.

And how could she not?

She had experienced climaxes before through a good number of self-pleasure sessions over the years but they were nothing next to this. They were nothing to the almost earth-shattering nature of intensity that was already hitting her and had not yet hit its peak.

Because of how her back was arched, Caius’s hand fell off from her breast so he pulled it back and placed it under her ass instead. Now that she had lifted off the ground, he had room to squeeze one of the supple cheeks.

Opening his mouth wide as his tongue continued to drive Cynthia to orgasmic peak, Caius now had his upper row of teeth raking across Cynthia’s clit.

She couldn’t even exclaim with words at what that was doing to her. She could only growl, her mouth falling open in a way that—added to how her eyes were rolled into the back of her head—made her look like she was in a trance. And she might as well have been.

Cynthia didn’t think she was on a physical plane anymore. It wasn’t even about being lifted by air, it was that the sensations she was feeling seemed beyond this plane of reality.

A crazy thought. But those were the only kind she could manage at the moment.

And then it came.

Right as Caius dropped the hand he had taken off her clit to join his other hand in cupping Cynthia’s asscheeks, juices came spewing out into his open and welcoming mouth as Cynthia announced what Caius was already tasting;

"I’M CUMMMMINNNNNNGGGGG!!!"