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FiOP Chapter 113
🕑 Added 2025-10-07 19:08:24 +0000 UTCWe kissed our way through the house. I had lost track of how many times I had done this with my other wives when we got the chance, but this was just as unique. My other wives were either tall enough to kiss easily, or didn’t mind being picked up and carried to the bedroom while we kissed. Cynthia was in an odd territory where she was very short, but we didn’t know each other good enough for me to be comfortable picking her up so I could kiss her more easily.
So I was hunched over more than a foot, crab walking my way to the bedroom while she did so in her tippy toes. It was taking too long, and I was catching my knees on every doorframe we passed through, so I broke off our kiss and asked. “Can I pick you up so we can kiss more easily?” “Yes- Eep!” She was so light that I could lift her easily with one hand, but I picked her up with both under her armpits before bringing her face down to mine so we could kiss at the opposite angle with me looking up at her now.
Besides Tems, who was technically younger than me but older in terms of maturity because she reached maturity at a younger age, all of my wives were older than me. Cynthia was another exception now. Young and inexperienced in most ways of life. She knew about money, but she had the terrible problem of not realizing how valuable money was.
She could barely take care of herself, as her butlers and maids took care of everything. Most people like her would always stay like that, but she was trying as hard as she could to change. Always helping where she could, learning along with the rest of the children in some cases, as she was that pampered. She didn’t know how a broom worked or how to ring out a mop.
That youth and inexperience, but desperate need to learn, was something I admired about her, and now I was seeing it take place in front of me again as her kissing abilities rapidly improved the longer it went on. I jumped backward onto the bed, her now naked body bouncing on mine. Her knees dug into my stomach; if I wasn’t over ten times stronger than a normal human now, it would have definitely hurt.
Every new thing I introduced to her, she took to like a duck to water. I involved our tongues in our kissing, and she accepted eagerly, her tongue diving into mine with unabashed clumsiness as she explored my mouth with ever-increasing aptitude. When my hand reached up to stroke her breast, her eyes lit up at the thought of using her hands as she began caressing me, as I let her explore my body.
We broke off her kiss as she licked and kissed her way around my body, exploring it with a fervor I had only seen when she was absolutely focused on learning something new until she made her way down to my penis. I kept it cleanly trimmed for my ladies, honestly, with how much we had sex, if I left my pubes uncut, I’d spend most days with the crotch of my pants soaked from our love juices.
She looked at it like an unsolvable puzzle as I saw her measuring it with both her hands before lining it up with herself and seeing how far it would reach in her. Her eyes went wide before she started stammering. “Umm, maybe we just do other things today? Do you, umm, just want to do mouth things today?” I chuckled before saying. “We’ll go at your own pace.”
She felt a little better that she didn’t have to impale herself today as she looked at my dick with more curiosity than before. Instead of being fearful of its size, she now explored it with more intensity than anywhere else on my body. Her hands caressed it from the base as she gave it a soft stroke and muttered. “It’s really hot, like temperature-wise.” Her face got even closer as she leaned in and sniffed it. “It doesn’t stink like I thought it would.”
Her tongue came out and gave it a tentative lick. “It doesn’t taste like much, maybe a little salty.” She poked at it like it was going to bite her, as I just watched her figure out how to satisfy me at her own pace. She grabbed my cock with both her hands before starting to jack me off. Her pressure would have been too much for anyone with lower stats than me when I gave her a suggestion.
“You can spit on it. It might help with lubricating it.” Spit wasn’t really that great of a lubricant, but we didn’t have anything on hand, and even a bad lubricant was better than none. It was too big, and her tiny mouth could only produce so much spit at once. Over the next ten minutes, she was stroking me before applying more lubrication.
The entire situation was incredibly arousing as she had the same focused frown she had when she was solely focused on something, and what she was focused on right now was getting my dick to erupt. Once again, I gave her another suggestion. “It might be faster if you sucked it a little.” Every suggestion I made was met with a level of enthusiasm I wasn’t used to.
She must have loved trying new things, because she moved right away to take the head of my cock into her mouth after my suggestion. Her tongue rubbed under the head as she kept ramping up her suction, still dual-handed jerking me off. I was finally getting close, and I warned her. “I’m almost there.” Instead of stopping and popping off like I thought she’d do, she sped up, taking more of me down her throat, bringing me even faster to orgasm.
I orgasmed so hard that my load shot out from her nose. Every point in endurance increased my maximum volume of semen; it wasn’t ten times as much, but easily five times what I could do when I just started. She popped off before coughing and catching her breath. Splurt after splurt fired from me, covering her in enough liquid to soak her hair and drip down the front of her body.
Licking the semen off herself, she muttered. “Hmm, tastier than others told me it would be.” I let her know why. “It’s about the food you eat. We eat a lot of fruit, so it has a sweeter taste than most.” She rubbed her body, getting as much on her fingers as she could before bringing it to her mouth. My cock couldn’t help but twitch at the sight. She jolted at the sight in shock before a resolved look came across her face.
“It… It should be fine… If I control the depth… Right?” “Yeah, I’ll just stay still and let you go at your own pace.” She climbed on top of me as I was fully reclined, and I got an incredible look at her body. Beautiful blonde hair, a not-so-common hair color for our region, far more popular in the eastern continent, but that might be why her hair was that color. Her body was still thin, she was putting on weight and height, but it would be months before she wasn’t so thin, still sexy. Her pussy was shaved smooth, a very common look for my wives, for a similar reason to why I cut my own short.
She got a few inches on my length before I saw her purity running down my length as a few drops of blood leaked down. Tight, but less so than I thought she should be, until she came around my cock. Suddenly, her low stats boosted dramatically as she gained five points in all of her stats. She didn’t even realize it; she was so focused on grinding down further that she didn’t realize it was both easier and more pleasurable than before. We fucked the rest of the day away as my other wives kept the kids busy outside. It turns out she was a bit of a screamer once she got revved up.
