I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 59 - More Maids and Upgrades ❤

Slowly but surely, I make my way towards Neira. I take one more glance behind me to check on the tiefling girls, but they all seem to still be experiencing the aftereffects of our recent fun. Especially Shawure. Her body keeps jerking a little from time to time as she lays on the bed face first, unmoving, pussy up in the air.

Leaving them to rest, I move my gaze forward. Neira keeps shoving the thick handle of her brush repeatedly into her leaking hole while staring at my face. Seeing me come close to her, she bites her lip and drops her gaze onto my dick, hanging just in front of her face now. Her movements grow even fiercer.

I wait patiently with my arms crossed and watch her play with herself while moaning occasionally. She pulls her face closer to my cock and takes a whiff of it, which results in an instant shiver. The brush flies out of her hand, pushed away by her convulsing pussy, and she begins to furiously rub her clit as she cums with her mouth wide open.

Seeing the chair rock a little, I quickly grab its backrest to support it, letting Neira ride her wave till the very end without any obstructions. No voice escapes her throat, tensed from the overwhelming pleasure for the whole duration.

After a moment, her orgasm slowly fades away and she looks at me with completely flushed cheeks, perhaps just slightly embarrassed by the spectacle she made in front of me. She leans in and leaves a soft peck on the head of my penis.

I give her a minute to calm her breathing and body and finally speak up.

"Weren't you supposed to be painting? Or is this some new brush technique I wasn't aware of?" I ask with a playful grin.

She giggles while still sighing and glances at my face, moving her gaze onto my cock next. She smiles enchantingly and returns her eyes to me, staring straight into my own.

Keeping that connection uninterrupted, she lazily moves her hand towards the easel's little shelf which holds various utensils, and like a mischievous cat, Neira slowly pushes a cup with white paint off its edge while gazing deep into my eyes, making it shatter on the floor.

"I'm sorry, Master. I ran out of white paint while you guys were in the middle of it."

I chuckle inwardly and try to sigh in slight disappointment. Looks like she is in the mood for some games too.

"I see. That's really unfortunate. But, you might actually be a bit lucky. I know of a very good replacement I might be in possession of."

Neira's gaze wanders down onto my rod in front of her lips and then quickly back up. Her smile grows even wider.

"So, where should I deliver it?" I ask.

Her hands quickly move down and arrive at her secret place. She spreads her pussy open with her fingers and gives me an upwards glance, filled with lots of yearning.

"There's a bit of free space in the storage back there."

I nod at her and lean down, resting my hands on the wooden seat behind her chocolate hips. My glans rub her already moist entrance a few times and slowly slide in, evoking a prolonged sigh from Neira as my length fills her insides bit by bit until it's swallowed whole. She moves her hands to the top of the backrest and grips it firmly, beginning to rain small kisses on my lips above hers.

I reciprocate her attempts instantly and we dive for a deeper kiss as I start rocking my waist back and forth, slapping my pelvis against her bottom and juicy thighs which are raised to the sides. With her holding onto the chair now, I move my hands under her knees and push them a bit closer to her body, angling her butt up a little bit higher for some more intense fun.