Kapitel 120: Lisa(Genshin Impact)
(Reader's Perspective)
It's not the first time you've come across Lisa sleeping at her desk. Another mid-afternoon 'break'. It's nothing new. But it is the first time that you've taken a look at her there and been overcome by something. Lisa's sitting in her chair and slumped back as she sleeps so as not to mess up the books on her desk, her pretty face serene, her mouth open, and her ample chest as available as could be. She's on display, so ripe and vulnerable and irresistible to look at, and with each step you take closer toward her, a lust is taking you that you just can't resist. Everything feels abrupt and tense in ways your body just needs to accept and inch toward, studying the way she lies there at peace.
You're here to disrupt that peace.
Your cock comes out somewhere in the midst of all this excitement, and you didn't even really mean to. You want to, but the actions are coming upon you almost automatically now as you inch toward her, sizing up the challenge before you and preparing yourself for all the wild insanities that you're soon to open up to. "I guess I'm doing this," you tell yourself, and prepare to take the plunge.
Your cock sink into her mouth, sliding slowly forward and taking your time with this. Lisa's a pretty heavy sleeper, but that's only ever been in response to you moving around her library or trying to wake her up with your voice; now you're in for something much more abrupt and exciting, and you need to carry yourself with a very different energy and care. It's a slow push forward, your cock working into her mouth with steady and patient gestures, taking your time with this and sizing up her reactions. For now, she's still, serene, doing nothing to stop you as your cock pushes in a bit deeper.
Warmth embraces your cock, Lisa's mouth so incredibly welcoming that you almost can't handle it. Your body works with steady, hungry motions, pumping forward to seek out the wet, slick heat embracing your shaft. Everything feels just perfect, a rumbling hunger that fills you with need for more. You should be careful and minimally invasive, should do what you can to disturb Lisa as little as possible and stay your hand to the best of your abilities, holding firm and resisting the temptations that are taking hold of you. Instead, you start groping her tits, feeling her up through her dress while your hips pump more hungrily into her mouth, craving the satisfaction that she offers you and falling deeper into the sinful-sweet throb of pure decadence that it promises. You need so badly to let these pleasures push you, to let the hunger drag you into this.
Lisa remains so peaceful and so unmoving, placid in her acceptance of these attentions. Her continued lack of any response at all emboldens you, bringing a dangerous desire to keep going that you can't help but sink deeper into. You want so badly to make her give up to this, and your body moves with the utmost fire and indulgence and greed to seek out what you want from this mess of pleasures. Your hips get caught up in the fiery rush of desire and delight pushing you to keep using her, claiming her mouth and letting all your worst desires become a reality. Your hand slips under the top of her dress to grope her tits directly. The softness they fill your hand with only leaves you craving more, and before you know it, all control is lost.
You grab the back of her head, seizing a fistful of blonde hair and taking to fucking her face. The reckless desires just take you, forcing you into the merciless chaos of giving in, trying your best to deal with the pleasures and the heats that hit you. It's all a lot more desperate and fiery than you feel ready to handle, and you don't even care that she's sleeping, that you're supposed to be restrained and keep from completely blowing the surprise. Your hips seek greedy pleasure, and the risks of waking her up are simply irrelevant to you now. Your hips continue their mad spree of indulgence, growing more fitful and ferocious with each shove forward, letting the passions become too much for you to bear and allowing all reason to melt away.
Her soft breasts are irresistible under your hands, and you're getting rougher with them, even pinching her nipples. Fucking her mouth is getting the better of you; if she's not offering up any response to this then how can you possibly resist going all out? Your hips are ready, and with every shove forward, you feel the burning thrills pushing you harder forward, demanding pleasures that can't be helped and forcing you to do anything and everything in your power to give in. She's powerless under your touch, and as drool drips down onto her cleavage, you feel stronger, better, thrown into a state of wild hunger and feverish want too grand and wild to make any sense of.
You cum right down Lisa's throat. With a decisive and hard slam forward, you force your cock down her gullet. She chokes on you, and you're certain she's going to wake up as you fire your load down her gullet, but you don't even care. You embrace the relentless chaos and weirdness of giving in, letting any consequences follow and owning up to the passions driving you mad. There's no restraint or resistance here, no moment where you feel even the slightest inclination toward holding yourself back. Your hips just shove forward in merciless spirals of delight and decadence, and the pleasure is too grand to deal with as you let it consume you.
Pulling back slowly, you fully expect her to wake up and ram a lightning bolt down your throat. But as drool runs down from her mouth and onto her tits, Lisa remains limp, head rolling back as you let go of her hair. No complaint, no resistance, weighed down by the embrace of slumber and doing nothing to respond to you. It's a surprise that you aren't fully equipped to respond to, but it leaves you ravenously horny for more, inching closer to her and deciding you need to continue to indulge in these drastic bouts of weirdness.
"Heavy sleeper?" you ask while lifting her out of her chair and bending her over her desk. It's way more than you should be able to get away with, but after she throated your cock without missing a beat, you feel confident in getting away with all of it. You pull her over the edge and tug her dress up over her round hips. Her lacy, frilly panties catch your eye, but they too have to come down on your way to getting at her. You ease them down her legs and bring your cock forward, guiding yourself slowly into her waiting pussy and seeing if you can get away with just a little bit more depravity. Lisa only snores in response as you sink your way into her and begin your hungry, steady motions forward, your thoughts focused now on making the most of this and making sure you can get what you want out of her.
Thrusting harshly forward, your emboldened desires leave you craving the weird pleasures and delights, forcing upon her the wild thrill of being pushed to the limit. You're out to make the most of this now, and any risks are simply an acceptable challenge you throw yourself into, breaking from reason for the sake of making her unravel for you. There's really no restraint here that's worth a damn; your hips continue their mad approach, flesh smacking noisily against flesh in your relentless pounding of her pussy. The sleeping witch can do nothing about this, and you hold nothing back in your relentless pace. It's chaotic and fiery and as detached from sense as you can get, but the pleasures pull you in with reckless, ravenous joy, and every motion forward feels better and hotter in the chaotic midst of these pleasures.
"I could have gotten away with this so many times," you groan, lamenting that this is the first time you've ever held in tight and really laid into her like this. The sensation of dominating the slumbering Lisa has you completely lost, senseless sweeps of passion driving you harder and quicker forward, needing to keep the pace and needing to pound her into delirious submission. It's too much to handle, your body begging for more of these pleasures. You can't hold yourself back, can't deny the thrills throbbing through you harder and hotter with each shove forward. Lisa's snug pussy is just what you need, and with each successive slam into her, the pleasures are getting messier, fiercer, and better. Lisa's body pulls you in to depraved and decadent joys you have no choice but to lose yourself to fully.
As your body pounds forward and the delirious thrills take you further and further down, you feel yourself sliding into completely erratic surrender. It's too much to make sense of, and your body feels too tense to process anything, your efforts working at her to indulge firmer and harsher in her. The satisfaction you find in relentlessly fucking her through her sleep is overbearing, but it makes you want more, makes you indulge rougher and fiercer into cravings that you can't hold yourself back from. It's insanity and delirium and a fever that doesn't seem right, but your hips are without sense or mercy as you pound into her. Lisa's snug hole just begs for it, squeezing down around you and pleading for your attention to a point too dramatic and drastic for you to be able to help. You need this, and every throb across your body demands it.
Then Lisa wakes up.
"What a nice dream that w--" Her head snaps around to face you. You don't break your pace at all. You're much too far into this to be able to contain yourself on that front, and with every slam forward, you push her to unravel. "Oh. That wasn't a dream." She sizes you up a few times, but her bottom lip settles in between her teeth. "Congratulations. I didn't know you were so nice down there." Her arms stretch outward and she grabs the edge of her desk for stability, allowing these pressures to push on even harder and rougher. There's no restraint on her part, just the hungry need to be taken, and Lisa seems immediately accepting of this all, ready to let you work your magic on her even in the face of such abrupt insanity.
Lisa's reaction isn't what you expected it to be at all, but that alone is enough to make you want to lose yourself. With erratic and feverish thrusts, you take to pounding away at her snug hole, using her without restraint and savouring the hopeless spirals of ecstasy she offers. It's insane to take on, but you feel oh so very ready to make the most of it, giving her round ass a few good smacks while embracing your wildest and worst of efforts. It's too much, but you find yourself thriving as you fuck into her, as you pound her into the kind of gooey thrills of submission she seems absolutely lost to. You don't care about holding anything back now; the passion and the primal fever are all much too powerful for that now. There's a senseless delight to this all, and Lisa's acceptance only makes you crave this insane treatment harder. It almost doesn't seem real, but you're so ready to embrace it, craving what she offers you.
Sucking down shaky breaths and letting this happen, Lisa expresses the struggle to contain this all. "There's probably so many people moving around out there. We shouldn't make too much noise." her head rolls back. "But I want to moan so fucking badly." Her fingers tighten against the edge of the desk, all sense melting out of her. Lisa shows off a continued desire to be pushed, to be taken to a state of weird and feverish passion wearing at her patience. She's a mess, a vocal delight burning with a sweet and coy bliss that you keep throwing into, craving more and more of the pleasures that hit you. This is all coming together perfectly, and you need to see this through to the end.
Your new goa is to try and make her moan. Hastening your hips, the pleasures you throw into are messier and fiercer, bringing with it a chaos that has you craving something direct and unrepentant. You need more of it, throwing everything harder onward, forcing her to confront pleasures and surrenders screaming from deep within. "Moan. Come on. Let everyone know you're awake now." The sinful delight of giving in to these spectacular and feverish pleasures all made for something so deranged and chaotic that it stopped seeming real. There was only the dawning crush of passion and heat stripping away every semblance of sense, feeding an uncontrollable need to break down completely.
Her hips meet yours. She comes out of the throbs and starts feeding the growing chaos and need taking her. It's an open expression of desires that all leave you craving more, keeping up the pace with your reckless hips and expressing your most ferocious need to lose yourself. It's a lot to take in at once, but the pleasures don't hold anything back, and to throw yourself harder into this chaos is to find yourself better and hotter and more prepared to lose all control. Lisa's body is yours to toy with, and crave the chance to make her break. Your hips pound forward, cock throbbing desperately, every sense of heat and hunger taking you further to the limit, and you want her to come with you, want to drag her down into the chaos of what you crave, and she's less and less ready to handle you as you make this bold and wicked statement, driving her to the limit without apology.
With a confident slam forward, you bury your cock into her and let loose the hot flood of thick spunk right into her pussy, and it's all over for her. Lisa slams a hand down onto the top of her desk and with a hopelessly noisy rush of pure heat and excitement, she lets loose moans too reckless and ravenous to hold back. It all comes crashing down on her, her body a trembling mess ready to give in to the fullest surrender. Throwing her head back, she gives you what you wanted, moans erupting loudly and without sense, a chaotic rush of fire and passion driving her to the limit. It's the satisfaction you crave, and the chance to hear her come apart is just about everything you could crave.
You pull out of Lisa, admiring the sight of her hips wriggling and the hopeless joy that hit her. She lies there, cum oozing out of her, and for a brief moment, you can't help but savour all the wildest of joys that comes with this. You love what you've pushed her to, and the pleasure is simply too senseless to handle. It's an irresistible mess of very pointed and very perfect pleasures, and you can't help but slump back into her chair and admire the sight of her.
"Sleep well?" you finally ask.
Lisa says, "I've never enjoyed being woken up so much. Mm, why don't you just stay in that chair? I think I should give you something to enjoy." She turns around to face you, sizing your cock up, and clearly enjoying what she sees given the way her eyes flicker up to life again. "Maybe we can make this a bit of a habit. Mommy's here to take care of you." She sheds her dress quickly, casting it aside and letting the fullest extent of her gorgeous body grace your eyes while she pushes forward. Sinking down to her knees in front of you, Lisa parts her breasts and hastily wraps them around your cock, wasting no time in starting in on the pleasures she must know you want. "I see the way you look at me. How many times have you fantasized about me doing this for you?"
Up and down your cock she works, tending with the utmost passion and greed at your shaft, embracing pleasures that feel almost too wild to deal with. It's an amazing feeling, and you're already so ready to accept her and accept these pressures that you decide you just have to give in to this. "So many times," you groan. "It feels better than I thought it would."
Her eyes gleam brighter. Lisa's whole upper body is thrown into the pleasures of servicing your cock, and all the pleasures she throws against you are becoming more drastic and panicked by the second. There's really nothing here but pleasure, and Lisa has you craving as much of this as you can get. "Maybe we shoudl make this more of a habit, then. I'm not going to stop napping, but maybe you can help wake me up." Moaning louder and greedier, she pushes forward harder, letting the desires ache hotter through your body, there's no end to the pleasures she offers. As she taunts you with the idea of more wake-ups like this, your cock begs and throbs harder, the dizzy thrills all pulling you deeper into the thrill of almost drowning in her touch. It's too much to handle, and you feel yourself growing needier under pleasures that just will not let up.
Then, just when you think she's caught you with enough surprises, Lisa lets go of you with her breasts and swallows your cock whole. She takes it deeper than you'd forced her to, easily deepthroating you and even fucking her face down onto your cock. It's hasty and messy and as reckless as she can muster, and it all pulls you into the deeper thrills of giving in. She has you powerless against these temptations, needing to give in to them and to let the pleasure burn you to your core. It's a lot, but its excesses are all a welcome rush of desire, a passion that you don't want to possibly let hold you back now. It all feels so incredible, all hits you without restraint or care. Your eyes follow the motion of her head working up and down, almost entranced by the way she moves and the way her continued efforts make this all look so easy and so simple. She's confident almost beyond belief, and you want only to sink into this deeper.
There's no restraint to how she works at you, but there's a joy in that emptiness, in the pleasure and passion of simply letting her overtake you. It brings with it all a rush of passions that can't be ignored, and you just have to give up to it, have to allow yourself this moment to give in. "Fuck," you groan, caring far less about how much noise comes out of Lisa's office as you fall into the enthralling rush of desire that overtakes you. It's excessive and fierce and way too much to deal with, but you let it push you to the limit, and it feels so fucking good you almost break down completely giving in to it. Your hips even rock upward a bit, thrusting into her mouth and meeting the pace with which she throws herself into this.
Once she's got your cock slathered in spit, though, she draws herself right back, wrapping her tits once more around your cock and starting in on the pleasures, throwing everything into pure delirium, into the most forward of desires. Lisa throws everything into the wildest of pleasures that follow, and there is absolutely no pleasure to be found here, the growing heat all driving you to the edge. It's so much, and you can't possibly resist the allure of her touch, the sweet thrill of growing hungrier and more desperate by the second. It's too much for you, and you don't know how to take it all, but as her plush tits work once more at your dick, you feel even weaker now against what she offers, even more certain that the right thing to do is unravel at the seams.
You try to hold on as much as you can, but it's too much to handle. With a hopeless gasp of ecstasy and surrender, your hips buck upward and you succumb to your most hungry and ferocious of delights. "Shit," you groan, signaling your unravelling as you give in to her touch and let it all go. Your cock erupts, gushing hot spurts of sticky, thick cum all over the tops of her breasts and onto her mouth, which only seem to make Lisa work harder along your cock, toying with you and pushing you to a state of want and hunger too steep to be able to resist. She knows how to make you lose yourself, and you find it impossible to deny what she's doing to you and how satisfying it all feels, but you just let it happen, let the pleasures pull you down and leave you awash in ecstasy and desire. You're weak against it, but it feels so good to be this weak, to let her know how lost you are to the pleasure, so ready to give up.
"Fuck," you groan as you slump back in the chair, ragged and overwhelmed.
"Looks like you could use a nap now," Lisa teases, slowly drawing back. "If I catch you sleeping somewhere, I guess I'll just slip your cock inside me and see what happens."
Lisa isn't mad about any of this, and if she's serious about letting you keep coming back for more then your hasty perversions can't have gone better. You look down at her with a smirk, slowly rising from her seat. "I'll come around this time tomorrow," you promise. You're about to spend a whole lot more time in a library than you ever could have imagined.
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