The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy - Chapter 409

Chapter 409: *The Beginning Of The End [LXXI] (A Saintess’s Purity)*
The blowjob continued for quite a while, and during this time, Christina had found a suitable rhythm for her, albeit a messy one.

She would sink down as far as she dared, her lips stretched wide around his girth, and then pull back slowly, her tongue swirling frantically around the sensitive ridge of the head.

She was determined to leave no part of him untouched, her enthusiasm making up for her lack of experience.

Every time she pulled back, a thick string of saliva connected her lips to his cock, glistening in the dim light.

Schlurp…♡, pop~, garghk!

“Ugh…” Aestrea groaned, his head falling back as the pleasure coiled tight in his groin.

“You’ve gotten much better, Christina…”

The praise went straight to her head, making her dizzy with delight.

“Mhmm, slurp!~” She hummed around him, the vibration sending shockwaves through his shaft.

She could feel him swelling in her mouth, the veins becoming more pronounced, the head growing impossibly hard against her tongue.

“Haagh…”

His breathing had turned ragged, his hips twitching involuntarily, fucking up into her mouth in short movements.

Christina struggled to keep up.

Her jaw was beginning to ache from the stretch, and her eyes were constantly watering, tears tracking down her flushed cheeks.

But she didn’t dare stop, after all, she was the one who wanted this. She needed this… she wanted to be the reason he lost control.

She pulled back until just the tip was trapped between her lips, her hand pumping the base furiously.

“Slick~”

She flicked her tongue rapidly against the slit, tasting the steady stream of precum that leaked from him.

It was salty and bitter, a taste that belonged solely to Aestrea, and she craved for it.

Slurp… lick… slurp.

“I’m almost there,” Aestrea warned.

His hand fisted in her hair, holding her head in place, not forcing her down, but grounding himself to her.

“Christina… I’m going to cum.”

She moaned in response, refusing to pull away.

“Ahhh~”

Instead, she opened her mouth as wide as she could, sticking her tongue out slightly to catch everything he had to give.

She wanted to see it, to feel it, to taste it.

She wanted to be marked by him.

With one last groan, Aestrea’s hips jerked one last time.

“F-fuck!”

The first rope of cum hit the back of her throat with surprising force, hot and thick. Christina’s eyes flew open, her body jerking in surprise.

Before she could even process the first wave, a second spurt coated her tongue, followed quickly by a third.

He came hard, painting the inside of her mouth with his seed, filling it up until she was forced to swallow or choke.

“Gulp…♡ gulp… mmph!”

She tried to swallow it all, but the volume was overwhelming.

It was thick and viscous, coating her teeth and gums.

“Kuarfgghfff! Aghak…♡” She gagged loudly, the sound muffled by his cock still pulsing in her mouth, her throat convulsing as she fought to keep it all down.

Some of it escaped the corners of her mouth, leaking out in white, sticky trails to drip down her chin and onto her heaving breasts.

“Ahh… Fuu…” Aestrea gasped, his grip on her hair loosening.

He looked down at her, just to see Christina still dutifully milking him, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked the last few drops from his tip.

When he finally softened, she pulled back, a thick string of saliva and cum connecting her lower lip to his head before snapping.

“Kaughf… cough, cough!” She coughed, her face burning red, her mouth tasting overwhelmingly of him.

Christiane then looked up at him with watery, adoring eyes, her tongue darting out to lick the stray drops from her lips.

“Did… did I do okay?”

“You did more than okay,” Aestrea breathed out, his chest still heaving as he looked down at her.

He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her sweat-streaked face, his thumb wiping a smear of cum from the corner of her mouth.

“For someone with almost no experience… that was incredible.”

Christina’s face lit up, a radiant, genuine smile breaking through the post-coital haze.

The praise washed over her, warming her from the inside out. She leaned into his touch like a starved cat, nuzzling his palm.

“I… I’m glad. I wanted to make you feel good.”

“You definitely did,” he smirked, his eyes softening slightly.

“But we’re not even close to done yet.”

Fwoosh!

In an instant, the sticky mess of sweat, saliva, and cum vanished from their bodies.

The sheets beneath them were fresh and dry, and the air smelled clean once more.

“Uhh?” Christina blinked, looking down at herself.

The evidence of their intimacy was gone.

She pouted almost instantly, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes. She had wanted to wear his mark, to keep his scent on her skin a little longer.

“Don’t worry,” he muttered, catching the look immediately.

“You’ll soon be marked by me once again… inside and out.”

The disappointment vanished instantly, replaced by a spark of delight. Her eyes widened, shining with anticipation.

“Yes… please.”

Hearing her words, Aestrea smiled as heplaced a hand on her shoulder and pushed her back onto the bed.

Squish…

Christina fell lightly, her body bouncing softly against the mattress.

She lay there completely exposed, her pale skin glowing in the light, every curve and dip of her body on display.

Her watery, dim pink eyes looked up at him, filled with a nervous energy that made her heart race.

Her massive chest rose and fell rapidly, the heavy breasts jiggling with every ragged breath she took.

Lower down, her pussy twitched lightly, her body reacting to his presence even without a touch.

A small trickle of clear liquid leaked from her entrance, betraying her overwhelming arousal.

“You look beautiful, Christina,” Aestrea murmured, his gaze roaming over her hungrily.

“D-don’t say that…” Christina squeaked, her face flushing a deep, adorable red.

She turned her head to the side, trying to hide her embarrassment, but she didn’t close her legs.

Aestrea crawled onto the bed, settling between her spread thighs.

He leaned over her and positioned his cock at her entrance, the hot head resting against her wet, swollen folds.

Clamp!~

He just let it rest there, the weight of his shaft pressing down on her clit, letting her feel exactly what was about to happen.

“Aestrea…”

Then, Aestrea began to push his cock forward, his eyes locked on Christina’s face to gauge every reaction.

The pressure against her entrance was immense, but he inserted his cock slowly, fighting the small resistance of her body.

Shhhf… nnngh.

“Ungh…!” Christina groaned, her head pressing back into the pillow.

The stretch was burning, a sharp, stinging pain that radiated through her pelvis.

Her hands flew to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, not to push him away, but to hold herself against the intrusion.

He kept pushing it in.

Clamp!~

Her inner walls clamped down around him instinctively, fighting the foreign object, making the friction incredible.

It was by far the tightest thing he had ever felt, having a hot, vice-like grip that threatened to strangle his cock.

“Gahh…” Aestrea gritted his teeth, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple.

“Christina… relax… you’re squeezing the life out of me.”

“I… I can’t!” she gasped, her chest heaving.

“It’s… too b-big…!”

He stopped when he was halfway in, giving them both a moment to adjust.

The sensation was overwhelming for both of them.

Christina felt like she was being split in two, filled beyond capacity, while Aestrea was fighting the urge to simply slam forward and bury himself to the hilt.

Her virgin pussy was practically imprisoning his cock, the heat and pressure were nearly unbearable.

“Take deep breaths, Christina,” he sighed softly.

“Just like before. In… and out.”

“O-okay… haaa, haaa…” She squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on her breathing.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her massive breasts brushing against his chest with every inhale.

As she exhaled, she tried to consciously relax her muscles, willing her body to accept him.

Aestrea felt the slight loosening and took the opportunity.

Squisshh~

He gripped her hips tighter and pushed forward again, sliding deeper into her wet pussy.

He didn’t stop until he couldn’t go any further, until the broad head of his cock nudged against her cervix.

“Haahn~!”

Christina yelped in surprise, her back arching sharply off the bed.

The sensation of being hit so deeply, of being touched in a place no one else ever had, was shocking and intense.

It sent a jolt through her that was a mix of pain and a strange, blooming pressure.

“Ughh… agh, haa…!” She quickly composed herself, forcing her body back down onto the mattress, though her breath came in short, ragged gasps.

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, tracking down her flushed cheeks.

She stretched her arms out towards him, her fingers trembling.

Aestrea leaned further down, lowering his chest until it covered hers. Christina’s arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him close, hiding her face against his shoulder.

“We’re finally together…” she muttered, her voice thick with emotion.

She sighed blissfully, ignoring the pain, focusing only on the feeling of fullness, of having him inside her.

Drip… drip…

Tears of happiness mingled with the tears of pain, falling onto the sheets below.

Just as she settled, a sharp sting pierced through the haze of emotion.

A small tear of blood ran down the length of Aestrea’s cock, mixing with her fluids, marking the loss of her innocence.

“Fuuu…”

Aestrea exhaled deeply.

“Can I move now?” he asked softly, his thumb wiping her tears away.

“Um,” she nodded nervously.

Her lips curled up into a faint smile despite that. After all, she truly was the happiest woman on the planet right now.