Getting Serviced

Consciousness came with the feeling of aching need in my balls suffused my body in uncomfortably hot and my mind hazy, at the edge of my awareness was the soft teasing feeling of the soaked material of a nightie wrapped around my member, the bottom of my dick rested on the hot sticky firm wall of a stomach emanating a gentle heat that was sandwiched between us.

Apparently either when I’d grabbed her or sometime later, my dick had slipped underneath Louise’s nightie, and having spent all night grinding on her had left a hot sticky mess precum filling.

Cracking an eye open to take stock, Louise had come to cling to me like a monkey, her lithe arms and legs wrapped around me and dopey smile on her cute face as she rested her head on my arm looking content.

An attempt to look around to affirm I wasn't home anymore, in an instant became a trial as the tiny of my hips sent my overly sensitive member skimming across Louise's slick belly sned tantalizing electric arcs of pleasure to my brain, making my release staved balls beg to unload.

"Ahhh." A croak of pleasure and suffering passed through my lips as my boner throb on the nubile body that hugged it, leaking a thick dolp of precum onto Louise marking her further with my want. The strawberry-blonde no doubt feeling the fresh spreading heat on her little tits frown in her sleep and squirmed adding to my torment, as she mewled and tried to bury her face into the crook of my shoulder happily.

My breath came in heaving gasps in lusty madness, throwing off the covers I rolled us over so I was on top straddling her, my massive prick took up most of her stomach as it stood at attention strained her nightie as if trying to tear the thin piece of fabric between her and me away, an instinctive growl emanated from me as I concurred with that desire.

I wanted to fuck. I wanted to fuck badly.

Louise's reddish-brown eyes flickered open as she roused from sleep, her restful face laid in a field of her strawberry-blonde hair. "Mrhm!" She cutely yawned blinking at the rays of the sun pouring in illuminating us, her head lifted as she found me looming over her ready and raring to go.

"Oh, your the boy I summoned yesterday." She groggily said to herself as she touched her soaked nightie that brought a frown to her face. "Familiar fetch me my clothes."

I grunted. "How about nahhh." I rebuked her to a little frown from her.

Fact is I didn't need to comply, and refused to be her servant there was an entire staff in this school for that very purpose here. Bits and pieces from last night came together in my mind, I didn't want anything too public as who knew if anyone could see through it. I grinned as an idea came to me.

Yeah, some role-reversal would be hot.

Rocking my hips my glans slid up her chest towards her chin. "It's normal for Louise to realize that I perfectly fit that sexual fantasy she's had since she had her first wet dream, her favorite fantasy, the one that almost comes to mind first when it comes to sex; which never failing to get her soaking wet and one that she's always wanted to live out. To have summoned human familiar, a familiar she'd be the servant to, where she'd act like his familiar and **** in private subject to his whims as her master and the human familiar she always imagined is exactly like in every way me. In fact the idea still gets her so uncomfortably aroused she might slip up in public."

The effect was instant as Louise sucked in a sharp quaking breath as her eyes darted taking me in anew with ravenous desire, her face grew flusher and her expression more heated as her mouth worked in silence. "F-fam-mmrhh T-Toin." Louise husked out of name with a little moan as if as the passage of my name was a pleasure of its own. Louise's eyes flicked between the angry purple tip laying between her modest handfuls of her breasts and my face gazed up at me now wearing an expression of wild anticipation.

"C-can I help you with your needs Toin!" Her attitude 180'd from her previous dismissive self to half-pleading half-asking, and to add to her word she tugged either side of her nightie in turns in a surprisingly naughty move bringing me sinful delight from the shifting fabric.

"Oh yeah." Reaching back I ran my hand along her slim silky smooth legs. Scooting backwards I settled between her spread legs, taking hold of her dainty legs I moved them around to my front, understanding dawned on Louise as her thighs were pressed together around my girth. Rocking my hips tentatively I groaned at the intense sensation of the pressure of her thighs at my base, the slight wetness that clung to my underside as I rubbed along her slit then the pleasant friction as I slid across her slick stomach.

Ready for escape from my aching need I pumped away into the firm pillars of pleasure of Louise's thighs, watching Louise's face she was entranced by the rippling bulge in her nightie marking the passage of my member. Her little body bounced in the bed under the **** **** of my thrusts, through the transparent fabric her little firm breasts minutely jiggling as I fucked her thighs in our imitation of sex.

"Are my legs satisfactory?" Louise breathlessly asked, her tongue lolled out as my tip would come tantalizingly close to the mouth and fruitlessly flicking empty air as she mistimed her licks her mannerism completely overtaken by lust.

"God yes." I groaned the intense heat in my body a welcome one rather one a boiling sea of tension.

"Oh thank the Founder!" Louise said in relief falling sagging into the bed with a proud smile, looking back down to her legs Louise sheepishly pressed her thighs together tighter of her own will into an imitation of clenching depths of a pussy.

At last on my back thrust I came, my glans stopped on her mound as thick flowing ropes of cum splattered across Louise's pristine porcelain skin forming an ocean of pearly white glaze that flow off her body soaking into her nightie staining it or soaking through and into her hair or the bed sheets. I thoroughly painted her small body with from a day full of sexual frustration.

Louise sigh content and stroked my cock through her messy nightie as I retracted from her getting out of the bed with out trying to do anything about my nudity. Instead I got out my laptop, not before noting I should really take stock of what I brought with me. Sitting down I was about to start recording everything I'd learned and done yesterday and today.

But from the corner of my eye I caught Louise laying on the bed on her messy stomach with her mattered hair kicking her feet happily looking at me with a dreamy smile on her face with a little drool, her eyes hungrily devouring my body on display. It took her a moment to notice I was looking and she scrambled to sit on the edge of her bed sitting back straight, she coughed into a fist acting as if she hadn't just been ogling me.

I just teasingly looked at her, watching her sweat a little under my gaze, Louise nervously fidgeted and balled the bottom of her nightie in her hands playing with it as she seem to wait for me to speak. After a little bit Louise finally spoke up. "Toin, c-could I dress you?" Louise made her request more like a noble than a servant, but her face was quickly descended into fantasies as her lips twitched into a leering grin.

This is too good. "Sure, but lose the nightie." I accepted by throwing a test of my normality and stood up.

"Thank you!" Louise blurted out, spiritedly divested herself of her nightie and scrambled across the floor gathering each piece of discarded apparel, her little tush wiggled in the air -God could I fit in a snatch that small?- showing her panties darkened by her arousal as she searched for my underwear. Once she had all my clothes she put them to the side and fetched her washing basin and instead of standing behind me Louise knelt far close to my body to where her face was pressed up on my messy limp cock.

"L-lets clean up~" Louise contently sighed as she started cleaning off the sex with a cloth and surprisingly warm water.

Louise was a little minx helping me dress as she didn't waste a second as some part of her body was in contact with mine, her face in my groin as she did my underwear and pants or leaning her chest onto my back with the small swells of her breasts as she helped pull my shirt over my head. Rewarding Louise with a head pat which satisfied her, she had a prep in her step as she went about her own morning business.

Satisfied, clean up and I finish recording my normalities and all I'd learned last night and this morning. Stretching my arms out I decided it was time to see what insanity this wild new world held in store for me.