Chapter 42: My First Hand job Mustn’t End So Dully
Her hands continued moving, stroking his length in a quick, steady back-and-forth motion. She didn’t stop, simply continuing to pleasure him as her soft hands glided over his bulging, thick shaft.
With every stroke, she could feel it throb beneath her palms. It was already so large that one hand could barely cover it, forcing her to bring her other hand up. Soon, both hands were moving together in a smooth, rhythmic motion, sliding up and down his length.
David remained where he stood, allowing himself to enjoy every sensation as the pleasure slowly washed over him. With each passing second, he could feel himself becoming more and more consumed by the feeling.
His length pulsed inside Mrs. Warberry’s hands, and the thought that this was the same woman who had once insisted she had standards only made the moment even more exciting.
’She’s really doing this...’
His hand slowly rose before gently settling on top of her head, softly rubbing her hair as she continued stroking him.
"That’s good," David murmured. "That’s very good."
Mrs. Warberry eventually paused and looked up at him.
"Do you like it?" she asked.
"Don’t stop," David said immediately. "Don’t stop. You don’t want it to get soft now, would you?"
Without another word, she obeyed. Her hands resumed their steady rhythm, moving back and forth until his length felt warm and continued throbbing beneath her touch.
Only then did she finally come to a stop.
"Okay," David said. "That’s enough. Now for the next part."
Mrs. Warberry slowly lifted her eyes to meet his. Even then, she didn’t stop immediately. She gave him a few more gentle strokes before finally letting go, lowering her hands back into her lap.
David gave a satisfied nod.
"Good. Good. You’ve done well."
He paused before continuing.
"But now it’s time for the next step... the picture."
"Okay," she replied. "What do you want next?"
David had originally planned to simply take the picture normally, but as he looked at her, another idea crossed his mind—one he thought would make it even better.
"How?" she asked.
"I’ll put my dick on your face... and then snap it."
At first, she paused.
Her lips parted slightly as she fell into thought, weighing everything over in her mind.
"I mean...if we do it like that, then there really isn’t much of a difference between this and you simply taking a nude picture of me. If somehow my husband goes through my phone, my face will still be..."
Before she could even finish voicing that concern, David gently interrupted her.
"No," he said with a reassuring smile.
"This one will just be for your personal phone. Trust me. It makes the picture look a lot better. I’ve seen it in movies before."
She blinked, tilting her head.
"Movies?"
"OnlyFans movies."
For a second, she simply stared at him.
Then, despite herself, she smiled.
"Quite the naughty virgin you are."
David shamelessly shrugged.
"Guilty as charged." His grin only widened. "So... what do you say?"
Silence settled between them.
David didn’t rush her. He simply stood there, waiting with surprising patience. He knew this answer would either make or break everything, and no amount of persuasion now would matter more than letting her reach the decision herself.
Mrs. Warberry remained quiet for another few moments, her thoughts visibly turning behind her eyes.
Finally...
"...Okay."
David raised an eyebrow.
"Okay?"
She slowly nodded.
"Yeah... you should do your thing. Put it where you want to put it."
The smile that spread across David’s face was almost immediate.
"I knew you were the perfect angel," he said.
Without another word, one of his hands lowered, wrapping firmly around his thick length.
Slowly...
Carefully...
He guided it upward until it finally came to rest against Mrs. Warberry’s face.
He studied her expression for a moment before asking,
"How’s that?"
She instinctively froze.
Feeling it resting against her skin, she took a quiet moment before finally answering.
"I... it feels nice, honestly."
Instantly—
[Congratulations, Player!]
[You have completed the quest.]
[Would you like to view your reward?]
Before the assistant could continue, David frowned inwardly.
’Get out.’
The system obediently vanished without another word.
With the distraction gone, David reached down and picked up his phone.
"Say cheese."
Mrs. Warberry looked at him, unable to hide the amused smile that escaped her.
"Really?"
David chuckled.
"Don’t you want the video to look good?" he asked. "Come on. Say cheese. Stretch out your hands and pose however you want."
She let out a soft, awkward laugh.
"This feels incredibly weird... but in a good way."
"It’s sexy."
His completely matter-of-fact answer made her pause for another second.
Then, with a small sigh, she finally gave in.
She slowly raised both hands beside her face, forming playful V-signs with her fingers just as David started recording.
At first, the pose felt embarrassingly unnatural.
But as the recording continued, she gradually relaxed, changing her poses every few seconds while his length remained resting against her face.
Watching through the camera, David couldn’t help but smile.
"Pretty."
She switched to another pose.
"That’s content right there."
Another pose.
"Perfect."
With every bit of encouragement he gave, Mrs. Warberry found herself becoming just a little more comfortable, continuing to change poses as the recording went on.
However, the atmosphere gradually began to change.
What had started as nothing more than playful posing slowly evolved into something far more dangerous.
She continued shifting from one pose to another for the camera, each movement graceful and deliberate. Every subtle adjustment of her body caused his length to move with her, sliding little by little until it hovered just above her lips.
At first, she paid it no mind.
She was simply enjoying the moment, smiling naturally as she focused on the camera. The occasional brush against her lips barely registered in her thoughts.
But it didn’t stop.
Again...
And again...
Each gentle touch lingered just a little longer than the last.
Before she realized it, a familiar warmth had begun spreading through her chest.
...I want to taste him.
The thought surfaced so suddenly that even she was caught off guard.
It had been a long time.
Far longer than she cared to admit.
The craving she had buried deep inside herself was quietly resurfacing, growing stronger with every passing second. The constant contact against her lips wasn’t helping. If anything, it only fed the temptation, making it increasingly difficult to ignore.
Still maintaining her smile for David’s camera, she slowly raised one hand, gently wrapping her fingers around him to keep him steady beneath her chin.
Her expression remained calm.
Almost innocent.
Then, after the briefest hesitation, she leaned forward.
Her lips met the tip in the softest of kisses.
"Mwah."
She pulled back just enough to look up at David, a small, almost shy smile appearing on her face.
For a moment...
David said nothing.
He simply looked at her.
There was unmistakable surprise in his eyes, followed almost immediately by an amused smile. He hadn’t expected her to make the first move on her own.
When he finally broke the silence, his voice was calm.
"Do that again."
Her smile widened ever so slightly.
"You like it?"
"Just do it."
She didn’t argue.
Instead, she leaned forward once more, closing the small distance between them.
"Mwah."
Another gentle kiss.
This time, David remained completely silent.
He simply watched her.
Without saying a word, he slowly guided himself against her lips, letting the gentle contact linger.
There was no command.
No encouragement.
Only quiet anticipation.
For several long seconds, neither of them spoke.
Then...
As though acting on instinct rather than conscious thought, her lips slowly parted.
The smallest flick of her tongue brushed against the tip before disappearing just as quickly, leaving her frozen in place.
Her heartbeat quickened.
So did her breathing.
She stared at him for a long moment, as though silently debating with herself.
Then, almost before she realized what she was doing, she opened her lips just a little wider.
Granting only the tip of his monstrous length into her mouth.
