Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

As Summer lowered her gaze, the dim light of the room moved across her face, illuminating the mix of curiosity and apprehension in her eyes. Her breath was caught in her throat as the fabric of his briefs slowly peeled away, revealing the thick base of his cock. The air seemed to thicken with anticipation, each inch exposed heightening the tension between them. When his cock finally sprang free, it stood rigidly upright, the veins pulsing subtly under the skin.

Her eyes widened as the full length of Don's cock came into view, its thickness and rigidity making her swallow hard **gulp~**. The sheer size of it was intimidating, yet exhilarating, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and desire. Her breath caught in her throat once more as she reached out, her fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against the warm, hard flesh. Don's eyes never left her figure.

With surprisingly little hesitation, her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock with a surprising firmness, the warmth of his skin radiating into her palm. She started to stroke him slowly, her movements tentative at first but growing bolder with each passing second. Don's eyes narrowed slightly as her hand moved up and down, the friction sending minuscule shivers through his body, with his cock swelling even more under her touch.

Her fingers tightened around the base in response, the warmth of his cock seeping into her palm like a slow-burning fire. The scent of him filled her nostrils, earthy and primal, drawing her in with each breath. She stroked upward, her thumb tracing the vein that pulsed beneath the skin, a feeling that only fueled her. Her strokes grew firmer, more confident, as if the world had narrowed down to the feel of him in her hand.

As the first droplets of precum glistened at the tip, Summer's eyes widened slightly, her nose wrinkling in a mix of disgust and curiosity. She hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering over the slick surface before she slowly reached out, her fingers brushing against the wetness.

The cool, sticky texture made her grimace, but as she began to stroke downward, the precum slicked her path, turning her reluctance into intrigued fascination. She repeated the motion, her hand gliding up to the tip, coating her fingers with the translucent fluid, then sliding back down, the lubrication making each stroke smoother, more intoxicating.

As her fingers continued their rhythmic motions, Summer's mind struggled with disbelief and curiosity. 'No way this huge thing is supposed to fit inside a pussy,' she thought, her eyes widening as she took in the sheer girth and length of Don's cock.

It was intimidating, yet undeniably alluring, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have it inside her. The warmth radiating from his skin, the way his veins pulsed with each stroke, it all drew her in, making her temptation grow stronger with every passing moment.

Don's silence was almost deafening, the only sound his steady, measured breaths that seemed to synchronize with the rhythm of her strokes. Summer felt a surge of confidence, her earlier hesitation melting away as she realized that, in this moment, it was just her and him, lost in the raw intensity of their desire.

The weight of his cock in her hand was both intimidating and empowering. She tightened her grip slightly, her fingers tracing the ridges of his veins, and was rewarded with a subtle twitch that sent another shiver down her spine.

As her curiosity overtook her apprehensions, Summer found herself mirroring the act she had witnessed in the dressing room.

With that in mind, she stroked Don's cock down to the base, her fingers wrapping tightly around it before she slowly lowered herself toward him, the anticipation building with each inch she descended.

The warmth of his body drew her in, and as she positioned herself, the tip of his cock brushed against her lips, sending a shiver through her once more **ngh~**.

**Argh** Don's breath hitched, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that mirrored the desire coursing through her veins.

She hesitated once she did this, seeing it's intimidating form inches away from her soft pink lips. She could practically feel the head radiating from it. Regardless, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, strands of saliva breaking as she did.

**MM~** The warmth of his cock radiated against her lips, and with a deep breath, she slowly took him in, her mouth stretching to accommodate his girth. The initial contact sent a mix of sensations through her—nervousness at the unfamiliar size and texture, yet a thrill from the raw intimacy of the act.

Don's breath hitched as he gazed down at Summer, her full, round ass perfectly outlined in the air, her back arched in a way that accentuated every curve of her body. The sight was mesmerizing, a blend of vulnerability and raw desire that only heightened his arousal.

As her lips wrapped around the tip, the warmth of her mouth enveloped him, a stark contrast to the cool air that had caressed his skin moments before. Don's breath got caught in his throat, the sensation sending a wave of pleasure through him.

**Slrrp~** **lick~** **mm~** Summer's suction was gentle yet firm, her tongue tracing the underside of his cock with slow curiosity. The wet heat of her mouth was intoxicating, each subtle movement of her inexperienced tongue igniting a fire that spread through his veins.

He could feel her hesitation, the way her mouth tightened slightly as she adjusted to the unfamiliar size, but her determination was admirable.

Her tongue swirled around the head of Don's cock, the motion also slow and immersed, like someone tracing the edges of a lollipop with careful curiosity.

The unfamiliar texture was strange against her tongue, a mix of smoothness and the faint ridges of veins that pulsed with each beat of his heart. **Slrpp~** **lick~** She sucked gently, the suction creating a soft **pop** as she pulled back, her saliva glistening on his skin.

The taste was different from what she'd expected, earthier and slightly musky, but it wasn't unpleasant.

As she continued, the mixture of saliva and precum began to pool in her mouth, the slickness coating her tongue and the back of her throat.

She could feel it dripping down her chin, the warmth trickling onto her skin as she pulled back slightly. With a steady hand, she reached up, her fingers brushing against the base of Don's cock before she stroked it evenly, spreading the wetness across the length.

The tip glistened now, and she leaned back in, her lips wrapping around it once more. **Slrpp~** *mm~**

Her inexperience showed in the occasional graze of her teeth, but Don didn't flinch, too caught up in the sight of her. It was far from painful anyway—more a reminder of her eagerness.

**Slrpp~** **grlk~** She sucked greedily, her cheeks hollowing as she tried to take more of him, her tongue swirling in slow patterns. Don's fingers twitched, the urge to guide her tempting, but he restrained himself, letting her set the pace.

As the minutes passed, Summer found a steady rhythm, her lips gliding up and down the first half of Don's cock with growing confidence.

**Slrpp~** **slrpp~** **urgk~**

The wet sounds of her suction filled the air, each **slurp** and **pop** echoing the intensity of the moment. Don's fingers curled slightly, resisting the urge to tangle in her hair, as her tongue swirled and licked, tracing the veins that pulsed beneath the skin.

The warmth of her mouth was relentless, a cocoon of heat that wrapped around him, drawing out beads of precum that she eagerly lapped up.

As Summer's rhythm grew more insistent, Don's breathing deepened, his chest rising with sharp, uneven gasps.

The warmth of her mouth enveloped him like a vice, each suck drawing him closer to the edge.

Her tongue moved with renewed confidence, tracing the veins, and the combination of her eager suction and the gentle graze of her teeth sent shivers coursing through him.

Don's hands, still clenched at his sides, twitched with the urge to bury themselves in her hair still, to guide her, but he just allowed himself to enjoy it.

As Don's breathing reached a fever pitch, Summer could feel the tension coiling in his body, the veins beneath her tongue pulsating with increasing urgency.

*Uwa~** She pulled back slightly, her breath hitching as she coughed **crph~**, the sound muffled and intimate in the silence.

Determined to see it through, she opened her mouth wider, her lips stretching to accommodate him as she angled her head back, exposing her face and chest.

Don's hands, no longer clenched at his sides, hovered uncertainly before finally brushing against her hair, the touch firm but restrained.

As Don's cock bulged, Summer felt the first spurt of warmth hit the back of her throat, the taste sharper and more intense than the precum. **MMFPHH** She paused for a moment, her eyes widening slightly in surprise, but her determination kept her in place.

Another pulse followed, and she could feel the heat spreading through her mouth, the viscosity coating her tongue.

Don's hands tightened in her hair, a low groan escaping him as he leaned back slightly, his hips twitching with the release.

**Uwa~**

Summer's cheeks flushed, a mix of surprise and exhilaration as she swallowed, the sensation unfamiliar but not completely unwelcome.

She didn't stay on his cock for long as she soon found. it hard to breath. So she pulled back, the sudden release left her gasping for air, her chest heaving.

Then the warmth of his cum splattered across her face, some droplets glistening on her lips and cheeks, while others trickled down onto her breasts.

Summer's eyes widened in shock as the warmth splattered across her face, her expression one of disbelief and annoyance. She glared up at Don, her cheeks still flushed from the exertion. "Gross!" she muttered, her voice sounding both surprised and irritated.

Without hesitation, she pulled down her vest, using the fabric to wipe the sticky liquid from her face and breasts before covering them.

Don's lips curled into a faint smile as he pulled his briefs back up, his voice calm and soft, "You okay?"

But before Summer could muster a reply, a knock echoed through the room, followed by a voice calling out, "Donnie, is everything okay?" The sudden interruption made Summer's eyes snap towards the door, her face still flushed and streaked with remnants.

She quickly wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her expression one of surprise and irritation.