Dec 13th: Fire Emblem Three Houses - Cum Focus

It had been a long week for Edelgard.

After a few too many close calls and lots of in-fighting between them, the four girls of The Black Eagle house had agreed to leave their professor’s dick alone for a while. A one week ban to give everyone a chance to breathe, and to let them all come together as one to celebrate their Professor’s birthday in a glorious orgy.

But it had been very tough for Edelgard. She was sipping her tea, thinking only of that precious cum that was in her professor’s sack. Perhaps it was an extra mutation from their crest, but Byleth’s jism tasted so so good to the princess. She longed for it. A pining heart **** for one more drop of thick globby cum straight from the oversized source. It was perhaps not worth the wait, but she’d done it all the same. They all had. Edelgard had been impressed by her fellow classmates in their determination to this celebration. It was perhaps the only saving grace of her suffering, knowing that they’d been there with her.

Bernadetta, Petra, and Dorothea all entered the common room together. All gave some pleasantries and general chat while sitting around the tea time table, waiting for the main star-

“Before we are to be beginning, I would like to say something,” Announced Petra, shocking the group especially the one being pointed at. “During lunchtime today, I saw Dorothea enacting the blowjob on the Professor!”

A shocked gasp rang out from the other two. The singer looking rather annoyed at the brown skinned girl, “Oh my, Petra you little tattle tale!” She huffed, crossing her arms under her bust and pouting. “Well, if you must know I only sucked that tasty cum out today after finding out Bernie’s been wearing fresh jizz in her underwear all week!”

“AIP!” the shy girl squeaked, “D-Dorothea’s trying to have me killed!” She whined, hiding her face underneath her robes to retreat from the growingly angry glare from Edelgard. “I-It’s not my fault! You know how great it feels to be wearing our Professor’s semen under your clothes!” She whined. It had been one of their close calls when all four of them had exited their rooms one morning with their tits all smelling rather salty. “All I wanted was to relieve them of their morning wood! Petra was probably doing something too!”

“It’s true.” Petra nodded. Calmly confirming Edelgard’s fears even while her eye twitched in rage, “My homeland requires I birth an heir soon. I cannot deny my attempts to become impregnated all come from daily sexual relations with our Professor. But my attempts were purely for my country.”

Dorothea’s mood went back up, “You know Petra, you could just be saying that to try and earn some sympathy. I know how much you moan when you get horny.” She giggled. Her finger traced along the edge of Petra’s hand, the singer’s well known bisexuality had been a treat for all involved. Often joining in on the Professor’s conquests and earning some nice nicknames like ‘Rimjob Queen’ or ‘Professor’s pet’ or whatever else was written on her at the time. Petra had been pretty open about enjoying multiple partners as her home country encouraged such behaviour.

But that wasn’t the story. It had been a very long week for Edelgard, and these three sluts couldn’t keep it in their pants for seven measly days! “Well, firstly, to say I am disappointed is an understatement,” A crack formed along her tea cup to punctuate her point, “This was for the Professor’s sake, and instead of all admitting to your faults you wait until the last possible moment to tell me. Making me the sole sufferer for this entire debacle.”

Bernie was frozen to her chair in fear, Petra was feeling remorse, but Dorothea had a knowing grin on her face.

“But I suppose the one I am most disappointed in is…”

Byleth walked in to the door.

“...you, Professor. I told you my wishes at the beginning of the week, how could you divulge these three so easily?”

A buzzing sound suddenly accelerated, causing Edelgard’s eyes to grow wide and her body to collapse slightly over the table. Her tea splashing on the wood while she gasped for air.

Walking over, Byleth’s hand ran through pure white hair sympathetically. “You sure have endured a lot there. You even kept the arcane vibrator inside you? I’m impressed.” Soothing words and simple touches were enough to make the frustrated princess grow very close to orgasm already. “I’m all of your professor though. If someone comes to me with a problem, like a need for cum in their panties or a desire to be bred, then I aim to do my best to follow my student’s wishes.”

The stoic woman they would all follow into battle was a whimpering and tearful mess of nerves. Her gloved hand was already pawing at the crotch where she knew she could get her fix. The same crotch she’d been staring at in class all week, dreaming of the taste inside while her classmates wondered where that low level buzzing was coming from.

“Seems you spilled your tea,” said Byleth, moving the holy crotch away while grabbing the teapot and repouring Edelgard’s cup while she whined in need.

The others were actually getting a little worried. “Professor, Edelgard has been waiting quite a while. I think she’s earned a little something, don’t you?” Dorothea nudged while the tea poured into the porcelain.

“I couldn’t agree more. Who doesn’t love a little Earl Grey? Though, I brought some special milk along just for you.”

Edelgard’s head was still on the table, and could only see the liquid being poured in at the corner of her eye… but as soon as the thick white sauce caught the airways and she was able to smell the ‘milk’ she shot back up. Seeing the Professor turning the lid back onto a flask with a knowing smile on their lips.

The tea was down Edelgard’s throat before she’d even breathed another breath. A taste of heavenly sticky cream slowly following behind, still warm from the tea and now pouring from the cup and onto her tongue. Cum smearing over her tongue and making the woman orgasm instantly. It was so tasty, so pungent, so very Byleth as it poured down her throat. Practically gargling with it as she sent her tongue into the cup to lick up any single molecules left behind. Lewdly slurping and sucking without a care in the world.

“Anyone else want a cup?”

The other three quickly nodded and were also treated to some cum flavoured tea. Petra was trying her best to stay civilised, drinking the tea like she’d been taught by this country even while cum dripped down her gullet. Bernadetta was a little messy herself, spilling some of the liquid down her chin before Dorothea pounced on her to lick it up. Byleth also drizzled some on a cupcake for each of the girls, and they commented on how delicious the mix of sweet icing and savoury cum worked together.

As a bonus, Byleth left the rest of the flask in front of Edelgard. Still about half a litre of jism waiting for her inside. She downed it like a woman just finding a vein of water in a desert. Sucking it out as hard as possible as if the flash itself was Byleth’s dick right in front of her.

And when she was done drinking… it was. Byleth had stripped their lower half and slammed their cock down onto the table. A hefty weight to the meat as it sat next to the tray of cakes. Even the little dribble of precum that stained the lace doily was considered far too wasteful by the group, all reaching forwards to make sure that the tastes were saved for any of them. Yellowy smegma was clearly visible built up around the tip, and the balls were resting and spreading on the table as if to show how much desirable liquid was inside of them.

“All of you spit on it.”

The command was absolute, and they all quickly took turns to lean over and unload their saliva onto the member. Soon it was glistening with their combined effort, and Byleth grabbed the rod before stroking ever so slowly dowards. Blood was pooling inside the phallus, engorging in real time while the Professor used all their lube to carefully masturbate. Walking around the table, like a hungry lion stalking their prey. Their hearts accelerating whenever the turgid tool got near them and the lovely smell grew.

“I love it when you play with us like this,” admitted Dorothea. Giggling with excitement and looking up at her teacher to bat her long lashes. She was rewarded with a hand reaching over her chair and taking a big delicious cup of breast, groping and squeezing Dorothea’s large tits under her clothing.

Byleth continued round, each of them getting a little play. Bernie stood up so a finger could rummage around in her asshole. Petra was kissed while a hand lightly clamped around her neck (a ritual for ownership in her country). And when it came to Edelgard, Byleth raised her up and let the princess down onto their lap. Now a powerful dick poking up from her thighs. Feeling so hot and hard as she squeezed it with her red pantyhose. The thin material serving no protection from the indecent professor’s phallus, and all the promises that lied inside. Byleth’s hands encircled Edelgard’s stomach. The poor girl trapped between a wall and a hard place, and caught between loving emotions of feeling Byleth’s body and the drool escaping her lips from feeling so horny.

Her panties were quickly torn from her body, and the arcane vibrator taken from her now lonely hole. Byleth letting Edelgard’s juices cover their tongue while the hefty meat rested against bare pussy lips. It was positively **** for the white haired princess, feeling the pulsing penis against her steaming empty cunt.

But the teasing wasn’t over. Byleth had coined the term ‘Edgelgard’ for how many times they’d made the poor girl wait and whimper for a thunderous orgasm, and today wasn’t any different, “Why don’t you three come lick Edelgard?”

Obediently, the three girls slinked under the table and crawled over to the pair of genitals. Dick very clearly in the way of pussy, but that was sort of the point. Bernadetta was still scared of Edelgard, deciding to just go low and start sucking the balls of Byleth instead. Dorothea was much less afraid, and much more bisexual. Taking the right side to have her long tongue spread over both heated genitals, moaning loudly at the mixing of precum and Edelgard. Petra tried her best to copy Dorothea, still a little unsure of certain practices but learning quickly from the Diva (Petra was her secret student) the ways of female orgasms. Meanwhile, Edelgard was a mess. Two tongues licking her, Byleth’s hands reaching under her top to pinch and pull her nipples, and the holy land of dick just resting at her needy entrance. She was twitching and gasping, only not full out screaming because Byleth’s mouth had sealed around her tongue.

With all her effort, Edelgard freed at least her lips to command, “Y-you better cum inside of me!”

“Alright, alright,” said Byleth, placing a hand on her head as the professor knew not to disobey Edelgard when she had that fire in her eyes. Partly because it was just too cute to see the girl pout with frustration. Grabbing the girl under her thighs, the others quickly moved away just enough to watch a very impressive show of pussy expanding to fit meat inside. They were all intensely jealous of the princess right then, seeing the wide cock spread her open and dive deeper and deeper inside of her. It made the pussy climax immediately, a fresh coat of girl juice spreading over her classmates as Edelgard sang out in ecstasy. “MMM~! PROFESSORRRR!!!”

It wasn’t long for Byleth to follow suit. Delivering pump after pump of white hot semen straight into the waiting womb of his student. It spread around inside of her before quickly seeping out of the spread lips and down onto thighs and balls. The other three couldn’t wait any longer, eating as much cum as they could directly from the source while the two shared their orgasm together. Edelgard didn’t mind her friends doing this, knowing there’d be so much more cum ready soon. It was like her professor had some amazing time powers to generate as much semen as they wanted, but then part of her liked to think that Byleth was just that special.

It had been a long week for Edelgard, and the night was looking to be even longer. But for the professor she loved, it was no bother at all.