Another repost of an old work.
Frightened after her first battle as a magical girl, Madoka receives some comfort from Homura… with her mouth.
“Madoka, please just relax and let me take care of you.” Her usual stoic face betrayed no emotion despite the thrill she felt as her fingers danced down Madoka’s hard pulsing cock.
“Homura-chan, you don’t have to d-do this!” The blushing girl squirmed as her friends hand slowly stroked her cock.
“It’s okay, I’m... happy to do it.” She pressed her lips against the tip and kissed it, a string of pre trailing from her lips as she pulled away.
“But putting that gross thing in your mouth is…” She appreciated that she was trying to comfort her after her first frightening encounter with a witch, but the method she chose was crazy, and the way she just so calmly explained it to her was even crazier. Plus, though it embarrassed her to admit it, just hearing her crazy suggestion had made her cock hard before Homura had even touched it. Now she was practically paralyzed, she wanted to stop but her own body refused to listen to her.
“It is not gross, the far opposite,” She rubbed the small leaking rod against her cheek, “it’s adorable and warm, just like you.”
To prove her point, she kissed and licked up and down the shaft, showering it in gentle worshipful affection before pulling back and swirling her tongue over the cute pink tip, teasing it a moment to force out cute little squeaks from Madoka before plunging it into her mouth.
“Hyahh!” The pleasure was overwhelming for the pinkette. First the warm tongue of her friend licking and lapping all over her girl-dick, and now having her warm wet mouth surrounding it, her cheeks sinking in as she sucked her hard.
“Homura-chan!” The feeling of her lips rubbing against the skin and her tongue pressed roughly against the underside, dragging against her cock with every back and forth movement of her head, was incredible. She squirmed around, clenching her fists as she tried to endure these new sensations coming over her.
Madoka couldn’t tell how Homura felt, too distracted by her own pleasure to notice, but she was incredibly turned on. Her body was getting hotter and hotter and the crotch of her tights was soaked. Homura desperately wanted to touch herself, give her pussy the attention it was craving, but she held back, wanting to focus on Madoka, on giving her as much pleasure as possible.
That pleasure only came harder when after a few minutes of slow steady sucking, Homura took it up a notch, she sealed her lips tight around the shaft, and bobbed her head furiously, her head becoming a black blur as she sucked her hard and fast, leaving the girl a shaking crying wreck unable to deal with the intense stimulation.
Her hands only made it worse, one finger wrapped around her base, slowly pumping the only part of her cock her lips didn’t reach, and her other hand at her balls, fingers gently fondling the small sack.
It was unlike anything the virgin ever felt and she couldn’t hold on much longer. An intense pressure was quickly rising in her cock. Her hands left her side and gripped around Homura’s head, trying to slow her down as the feeling got stronger.
“H-Homura! I’m- Somethings coming!”
Instantly, Homura pulled her head back and opened her mouth, lolling her tongue out, ready and eager to catch her hot load as she continued to jerk her off.
“Go right ahead Madoka, I’ll take it all.”
A few more strokes and she came. She cried out with every volley that squirted from her hot tip, long strings of white firing into her mouth, making Homura moan in delight each time she felt her delicious salty cum hitting the back of her throat and landing on her tongue. She waited until her cock stopped twitching before gulping it down, a rare smile gracing her features as she did so.
“Hah… Hah… Homura-chan…” the girl gasped for air as she came down from her first ever orgasm, the heat in her body fading as her cock slowly shrank to normal size, becoming flaccid.
“Madoka,” Homura licked some drops off her lips before looking up at her, “that was incredible.”
Madoka gave no reply, what was she supposed to say? She could barely believe what just happened was real. She felt too embarrassed to meet her eyes and she didn’t even think to dress herself in her confusion, too occupied trying to think about everything that had just happened.
Luckily, Homura helped her out by pulling up her panties for her, gently tucking it back into them before pulling up her skirt as well. She stood up and held the nervous girls hand, startling her out of her thoughts.
“If you ever feel afraid again, just call for me and I will come, to protect you, and, if you want, comfort you again.”
“T-Thank you, Homura-chan.”
She still wasn’t sure how she felt, but the idea of experiencing that again did make the offer tempting. One thing was for sure though, what happened made her realize there was another side to her friend, and she was curious to see how much more of it she would get to see in the future.
Frightened after her first battle as a magical girl, Madoka receives some comfort from Homura… with her mouth.
“Madoka, please just relax and let me take care of you.” Her usual stoic face betrayed no emotion despite the thrill she felt as her fingers danced down Madoka’s hard pulsing cock.
“Homura-chan, you don’t have to d-do this!” The blushing girl squirmed as her friends hand slowly stroked her cock.
“It’s okay, I’m... happy to do it.” She pressed her lips against the tip and kissed it, a string of pre trailing from her lips as she pulled away.
“But putting that gross thing in your mouth is…” She appreciated that she was trying to comfort her after her first frightening encounter with a witch, but the method she chose was crazy, and the way she just so calmly explained it to her was even crazier. Plus, though it embarrassed her to admit it, just hearing her crazy suggestion had made her cock hard before Homura had even touched it. Now she was practically paralyzed, she wanted to stop but her own body refused to listen to her.
“It is not gross, the far opposite,” She rubbed the small leaking rod against her cheek, “it’s adorable and warm, just like you.”
To prove her point, she kissed and licked up and down the shaft, showering it in gentle worshipful affection before pulling back and swirling her tongue over the cute pink tip, teasing it a moment to force out cute little squeaks from Madoka before plunging it into her mouth.
“Hyahh!” The pleasure was overwhelming for the pinkette. First the warm tongue of her friend licking and lapping all over her girl-dick, and now having her warm wet mouth surrounding it, her cheeks sinking in as she sucked her hard.
“Homura-chan!” The feeling of her lips rubbing against the skin and her tongue pressed roughly against the underside, dragging against her cock with every back and forth movement of her head, was incredible. She squirmed around, clenching her fists as she tried to endure these new sensations coming over her.
Madoka couldn’t tell how Homura felt, too distracted by her own pleasure to notice, but she was incredibly turned on. Her body was getting hotter and hotter and the crotch of her tights was soaked. Homura desperately wanted to touch herself, give her pussy the attention it was craving, but she held back, wanting to focus on Madoka, on giving her as much pleasure as possible.
That pleasure only came harder when after a few minutes of slow steady sucking, Homura took it up a notch, she sealed her lips tight around the shaft, and bobbed her head furiously, her head becoming a black blur as she sucked her hard and fast, leaving the girl a shaking crying wreck unable to deal with the intense stimulation.
Her hands only made it worse, one finger wrapped around her base, slowly pumping the only part of her cock her lips didn’t reach, and her other hand at her balls, fingers gently fondling the small sack.
It was unlike anything the virgin ever felt and she couldn’t hold on much longer. An intense pressure was quickly rising in her cock. Her hands left her side and gripped around Homura’s head, trying to slow her down as the feeling got stronger.
“H-Homura! I’m- Somethings coming!”
Instantly, Homura pulled her head back and opened her mouth, lolling her tongue out, ready and eager to catch her hot load as she continued to jerk her off.
“Go right ahead Madoka, I’ll take it all.”
A few more strokes and she came. She cried out with every volley that squirted from her hot tip, long strings of white firing into her mouth, making Homura moan in delight each time she felt her delicious salty cum hitting the back of her throat and landing on her tongue. She waited until her cock stopped twitching before gulping it down, a rare smile gracing her features as she did so.
“Hah… Hah… Homura-chan…” the girl gasped for air as she came down from her first ever orgasm, the heat in her body fading as her cock slowly shrank to normal size, becoming flaccid.
“Madoka,” Homura licked some drops off her lips before looking up at her, “that was incredible.”
Madoka gave no reply, what was she supposed to say? She could barely believe what just happened was real. She felt too embarrassed to meet her eyes and she didn’t even think to dress herself in her confusion, too occupied trying to think about everything that had just happened.
Luckily, Homura helped her out by pulling up her panties for her, gently tucking it back into them before pulling up her skirt as well. She stood up and held the nervous girls hand, startling her out of her thoughts.
“If you ever feel afraid again, just call for me and I will come, to protect you, and, if you want, comfort you again.”
“T-Thank you, Homura-chan.”
She still wasn’t sure how she felt, but the idea of experiencing that again did make the offer tempting. One thing was for sure though, what happened made her realize there was another side to her friend, and she was curious to see how much more of it she would get to see in the future.
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