CG Anti Harem Run: Milly

Unending BE - episode 1004924

Lelouch slouched in his desk chair, his arms folded as he stared at the object of his deep consternation.

It was a thick slab distending the front of his pants, running down one leg. Twelve inches to be exact. As wide around as a canned soft drink at the base and tapering somewhat (only somewhat!) as it went down. With the similarly enlarged testicles, unwieldy was the word even when it was flaccid.

The problem was that it was completely erect at the moment and no amount of calm unsexual contemplation was relieving him of its unwanted presence. He glanced over at the clock and stifled a sigh.

Forty seven minutes since he'd started keeping track. This was not normal. It seemed likely that this Lumitiel had done more than simply curse him with this greater endowment. An increased sex drive?

Lelouch had never been one to give in to his bodies base urges and he resolved to continue this habit now if only to determine whether this was indeed another change to make this anti-harem wager all the more difficult.

Around the two hour mark, Lelouch felt a dull ache in his scrotum and an unsettling urge in the pit of his stomach. This physical need for release was quite different from the pressure on one's bladder but the feeling was no less insistent as the minutes passed. It wasn't long at all before the tension in his testicles became a deeply uncomfortable throbbing just this side of painful.

After only a few seconds more of deliberation, Lelouch made his decision. He awkwardly rushed for the bathroom even as he inwardly cursed Lumitiel for this affliction, thinking that such direct changes to his body were very much cheating. What was the point of a wager when the deck was so stacked against him from the start?

He grimaced only momentarily as he stood before the toilet and fished out his member. Soon enough he could do little more than sigh with relief as his hands started to stroke the flanks of his shaft.

It was about two hours after he'd had an unprecedentedly copious orgasm when Lelouch learned the true extent of his predicament as his penis again grew inexplicably erect despite his complete lack of any external stimuli that would precipitate such a reaction. Nor had he been thinking any sexual thoughts either. Not unless that bastard Lumitiel had given Lelouch a fetish for planning in detail a revolution.

Despite his frustration, Lelouch found himself smirking slightly as his opponent's strategy was now clear. An overly large penis which he could never hope to truly hide when erect. And he'd be erect constantly, possibly having to reach climax a truly inconvenient amount of times throughout the day. Yes, he could see how having a harem would be rather useful given those requirements. But it was hardly the only solution. Distasteful as it might be, he would just have to get used to a daily regimen of masturbation.

Lelouch had a problem.

Two days had passed. Two days broken up by his penis's unrelenting need for release. Every three hours. He needed to masturbate once every three hours in order to stave off an insistent erection that arrived with perfect punctuality. Still worse was the growing difficulty he was finding it to achieve each climax. His first effort had been relatively normal except for the awkwardness of stimulating such an overly large member. Five minutes or so and he'd reached climax; a startlingly pleasurable, long lasting, and messily productive climax, but a climax nonetheless. The next few that first day had been much the same though the time it had taken had increased each time. Then his efforts had abruptly become ineffective, his erection remaining stubbornly hard and resilient yet also entirely devoid of feelings of approaching orgasm.

He'd had to get creative.

Lubricant had made the difference at first, the simple tactile change apparently enough to coax out another three ejaculations. He'd experimented with a host of different techniques as far as manual stimulation went, having to spend far more time thinking about such absurd topics than he would have liked. But he managed some more orgasms in this way and he started to transition to the use of various types of pornography. Today his penis was gaining an immunity to that stimuli and he'd resorted to fantasizing in increasingly diverse and perverse ways in order to continue to get off.

His problem was that it was quickly becoming clear that eventually all of his efforts to take care of his issue himself would become ineffective. Naturally, this was supposed to force him to turn to another to relieve himself and take the first step towards building a harem. Not too subtle a stratagem. Lelouch had no doubt he would find a solution given time. It was just frustrating having to devote energy towards this absurd project when he had far more important matters to deal with.

Milly had a strong interest in her dear friend Lelouch. He was just so secretive with depths no other student could match. Milly was the keeper of a fair number of the handsome boy’s secrets and yet there were still more she did not know. That was fair given who he was but that only made him all the more intriguing. So when she noticed him rushing down the school’s hallway in an awkward way, one of his books cradled across his crotch, she took action instantly.

She stopped in mid sentence and broke free of the gaggle of girls she’d been in deep conversation with. Milly was sprinting, her arms flung wide as she gaily commanded everyone in the hall to get out of her way. With their swift obedience, she managed to overtake him and place herself directly between him and the boy’s restroom he was so resolutely striding towards.

With a soft hand on his chest, pausing his momentum, she smiled, “Lelouch! Where are you rushing off too?”

She watched his face smooth as he hid his discomfort and his body language shift as he lazily replied, “You know very well where I’m going to, Milly. Now if you don’t mind?”, he nodded at the restroom entrance.

Milly gave the book covering his crotch a significant glance before she continued, “Well, I do mind. I’ve noticed my vice president acting rather odd lately. More trips to the loo than usual, Lou. I’m concerned. I’ve also noticed some… swelling.” She tried not smile wickedly but it was too difficult.

He proved stronger willed when he successfully stifled a sigh, “I’m quite fine I assure you, Madame President. Now unless you’re planning on observing, I really must-” the color drained from his face as he noticed her eyes fill with unnatural excitement.

Milly’s hand shot out like lightning and snatched his. She dragged him towards the girl’s restroom with ease, he wasn’t even as strong as Shirley afterall. She spoke over his protests with enthusiasm, “Really, Lelouch? Having Milly Ashford play sexy nurse is quite the late night fantasy for the male student body. And I can’t think there’s a girl in school who doesn’t like the other half of that scenario!” She laughed even as she jerked him forward and shoved him down into the couch that ran down the one free wall in the room. Then she called out to everyone who wasn’t already squealing at seeing Lelouch and rushing out, to do so labeling this a surprise student council inspection.

The final girl, a mousy little thing with blue hair and glasses, she badgered into standing outside and making sure no one entered while the inspection was taking place. As calm descended once more upon the room, she gave Lelouch some time to compose himself and she played at preening in one of the mirrors. He didn’t speak up first which was odd, instead he was just watching her as he half lounged upon the couch.

She couldn’t help but tease him a little given his condition and she sucked in a breath slightly, expanding her chest and displaying it quite nicely in profile for him, “Is it going down?”

He did sigh now and gave her a just slightly lop-sided smile, “This is really inappropriate, madam president.”

She snorted in amusement, “I’d say so, Lelouch. Popping a boner in class? Several boners even. So unlike you.” She turned to him teasingly, “Are you only now going through puberty? Are you finally noticing all these pretty ladies going gaga for you?”

He stared at her doing his best impassive-your antics don’t affect me- look, “I was referring to this takeover of the bathroom. And I know its academy policy that boys are not supposed to be in the girls restroom.”

Milly ignored his words as she noticed that the book was still carefully placed upon his lap, she stepped towards him, “Oh my gosh! Are you really still hard? What? Is my seeexxxy body distracting you too?”

He stood up, “I’m leaving.”

But he didn’t move fast enough or even at all before Milly pressed forward and shoved him back down. She was a bit surprised by his inaction and cocked her head slightly before shrugging and continuing, “Nope! You really can’t go out there waving that bulge in all those adoring impressionable young girls’ faces! No, sir! Such a disruption to our illustrious scholarly pursuits can not be allowed!” Voice dripping with mock self-righteousness she declared, “We have a most solemn duty!”

Lelouch stared at her legs a bit longer than usual which was fair given his condition but it still caused a little tingle of delight in the pit of her stomach. Finally, he managed to focus, his voice only slightly exasperated, “That’s what I was trying to accomplish before you accosted me, Milly.”

She flopped down next to him with her hip touching his. She made a slow show of crossing her legs and was only mildly disappointed when he made a quick show of not looking, “Really? You were going to just rub one out in the boy’s bathroom? That’s pretty gross. Kinda hot. But also gross. And pretty unnecessary! You’ve got lovely fillies falling all over themselves for you and you’re taking care of it manually? And I know one particular beauty who’d just lo-ooove to volunteer! Starts with S, rhymes with curly…” she emphasized the last word by flirtily toying with her own blonde curls.

“Shirley?! Really? She’s the last person I’d-”

Milly cut him off, smacking his knee sharply, “For shame! There is nothing wrong with Shirley! She should be much MUCH higher on your list! A perfect ten! Very flexible and those bosoms… quite well developed, let me assure you! And she totally has it for you!”

“Right. My complaint had nothing to do with her attractiveness. There’s that religion of hers. I do believe it prohibits such behavior prior to marriage. And she’s clearly the type to get rather emotionally attached about such things. I like Shirley. I’d rather not hurt her feelings over my inability to control my biology.”

Milly couldn’t help but giggle madly at his awkward phrasing, “My biology? Is that what this is?!” Her finger flicked out and flipped his book completely off of his lap and onto the floor. Her eyes hungrily devoured the dimensions of the lump in his pants and she almost instantly sucked in a gasp. She’d only seen it from a far and she clearly had not truly appreciated it. Milly was a very sexually active girl and she couldn’t help but feel a shiver of delight at the evidence of Lelouch’s endowment.

He was big. Very big. As her arousal revved up, some of her concern for Shirley’s interests evaporated in the face of her own sudden interest. And really, Lelouch was probably right. Shirley was such a kind and innocent girl. Milly had thought that the orangette would temper the prince’s penchant for seriousness and broodiness but maybe he needed someone a bit more worldly. In any event without Lelouch making a move, Milly’s projections had them getting together some time next year at the earliest. Lelouch was a virgin with a major league weapon. Honestly, Milly would be doing the girl a favor by breaking him in now. Teaching him a thing or two, specifically how not to hurt someone with that thing. It made perfect sense. With two virgins bumbling around that first assuredly painful and clumsy coupling would definitely end their budding romance before it even truly started!

Decision made, she didn’t hesitate. “Well then. I guess its up to me then.” she purred before suddenly lurching forward, catching the side of his mouth in a misguided kiss as he pulled back startled, “Milly?! What are you doing?!”

Milly frowned at him, “Don’t do that. We need to take care of this lump you’ve got. And really it’s mostly my fault its still here, right? Naughty Milly teasing you with her lusty body. I’m sure you’ve been thinking some naughty thoughts yourself.” She slid off the couch and dropped to her knees, chuckling as she began to undo his pants. Lelouch was rather uncharacteristically stunned by the pace of events and he made no effort to stop her as she cupped his crotch, humming her approval.

“I don’t know what I was thinking earlier. With all those quite understandable trust issues of yours it was pretty silly of me to think you’d go to anyone with this very sensitive matter.” She punctuated her words with a stroking that had his eyes going wide, “This is really perfect when you think about it. Who do you trust more than me?”

Lelouch was no slouch though and rallied, his hands ineffectually batting at hers as she started to divest him of his pants, “Milly! Stop this! At once!”

Gosh but he wasn’t really trying hard which made sense. No boy with a boner was ever really able to say no and mean it. She ripped his pants and underwear down his thighs in one sharp motion and watched with rapt fascination as his quite tremendous prick sprang up into the air. And again, he tried to push Milly’s reaching hands, but she wouldn’t allow it. To keep him from actually managing to overpower her, her hand contracted painfully on his really quite amazingly large ballsack. That ended up being even more effective than she’d expected, a sharp wince twisting his pretty face and tears coming to his eyes. All resistance immediately fled as he frantically held his hands up placatingly.

Milly chuckled smugly at her triumph over him and continued her work. “Be a good boy now and let nurse Milly take a look” she said softly, as she grasped his base with one hand, keeping her now soothingly stroking hand still warningly upon his scrotum. He slouched back into the couch back, finally given in the arousal he’d been hiding well, now clear on his face. Her fingers slid back and under his sack. She hefted his balls onto her palm, his sack overflowing onto her wrist. Heavy. She was almost more impressed by his size here as in her experience there wasn’t much actual variation with the boys she’d been with before. Lelouch looked like he’d been gifted with five or six guys’ share and Milly found the whole look to be very aesthetically pleasing. Boy was virile, fertile… something natural selection had bred her gender to appreciate for obvious reasons.

Still, it was the size of the shaft that had Milly’s rather wet core clenching in anticipation. She stroked its entire length with barely suppressed excitement. A well endowed conquest in her past had been somewhere between eight and nine inches but Lelouch was in a whole nother league entirely. And he had girth! She’d enjoyed a fat five incher to a much greater degree than her longest stud and yet Lelouch somehow seemed to be even wider around! It was a cock of the ages. Milly was surprised but she really shouldn’t have been. It was the kind of cock she’d pictured the Emperor having in several lurid late night fantasies. Nice to have it confirmed. It certainly made sense... his father had 108 wives and consorts, nearly all of which he’d gotten pregnant multiple times.

With that in mind, Lelouch’s biological issues of late made perfect sense. No doubt he’d inherited his dad’s assuredly superhuman sex drive to go with this pussy-destroying cockspear. All of these thoughts and recalled fantasies were only revving up her own not inconsiderable libido and she rubbed her thighs together to further stimulate her increasingly throbbing cunt. She couldn’t help but pull his cock forward so that she could get her mouth around it.

Milly watched his face as she engulfed his dick, the overly large head forcing her tongue down as it entered. She loved the look of obvious pleasure contorting his features but rather did not like the gathering protest she started to see in his eyes once again, “Milly ah… I’m really going to have to insist that you sto-ahh!”

With a very disapproving scowl, she’d rather sharply but mercifully lightly tapped his testicles. Lelouch was apparently very sensitive there. “No insisting! Your president has made the decision and you’ve only to smile and nod!” She looked back at the girth of his dick, finding herself smirking, “Now…” before engulfing his erection once more, she reached for the bottom of her uniform top and pulled it up, uncovering her bra-cupped breasts. Hers were nice d-cups, heavy with a pleasant roundness that could not be denied. In short, she was stacked and if Lelouch didn’t mutter his appreciation as was warranted, his face said it all.

She carelessly threw her top to the side. She smirked at him and thrust out her breasts out a bit so he could get a nice look at them. Then she held his dick at the base while she rose higher on her knees.

“So you like these tits of mine?” She playfully slapped the blunt tip of his cock against her soft flesh, causing the tits to jiggle. Lelouch winced and Milly just knew he was admonishing himself for wishing that she would take off her concealing bra. While she didn’t do that just yet, she did grace him by having the underside of his dick rub along her cleavage until she could crane her head and suckle on the bulbous head. Lelouch groaned as her tongue devilishly removed the pre-cum forming at his slit. She sensed his hovering hand as if he wanted to place them on her bobbing head, but he wouldn’t give in to her so willingly so instead he ended up clutching the cushions while she gave him an awesome blowjob.

Pulling her mouth away with a bit of spittle connecting her mouth to his cockhead, Milly asked, “Lelou, would you like to see my boobs now?” Her hands were already reaching behind her and unhooked her bra. However, before sliding the loosened cloth away from her chest, she reached down to her skirt, now asking, “Or do you just want to fuck now?”