Childhood Friend's Exclusive Flesh Onahole: Ch. 26
After arbitrarily shredding the contract to become the princess's dedicated sex maid, Kaldir had handed over ownership of her own body yet again by signing a new one declaring herself Shuga's personal living onahole. What fate awaited her now? That night, she barely slept a wink, her mind a haze of heat as Shuga smothered her with her pussy and drove her into a frenzy.
"That bitch shreds the slave contract she signed with her and gets a shot at freedom, only to beg to become my property again! If you want to get fucked that bad, I'll use that onahole between your legs all goddamn night! Don't even think about sleeping tonight, you fucking slut."
For Shuga, who thought she'd scraped out most of the princess's traces from Kaldir's body with the dildo, there was no other option now but to grind her own pussy against the one she'd craved for so long.
"Does it feel good when I rub like this? Or... do you prefer when I shove my fingers deep inside? Or maybe... you like it better when I pound you with the dildo like before...?"
"Scissoring with my childhood friend feels great, but... pussy on pussy rubbing is just right. Hurry... harder... rub your pussy against mine more...♥"
Yeah, I had no intention of clinging to that dildo forever, you idiot! From the start, picking up that thing—which probably carried the princess's touch before I even laid hands on it—was just a means to thoroughly plunder the depths of Kaldir's pussy. It wasn't the end goal itself. Used-up tools deserve to be discarded.
The dildo Shuga had chosen wasn't the bio-linked one loaded with the bio-energy cum substitution function that had nearly sucked the last drop of life from Kaldir under the princess's command. No, it was a fresh, standard bio-linked dildo she'd pulled out to threaten Salt with in front of her. In other words, it had only been worn, untouched by the princess's hands.
She'd achieved her original goal with a clean dildo. Now it was time to switch tracks—from dildo to pussy. Just like how the central army group aimed for Moscow as its top objective but never planned to stop there, Shuga assaulted Kaldir's pussy as if charging over the Urals into Siberia.
"Ahh... nothing's even inside... but it feels so good...♥"
Kaldir's pussy, which had fit the princess's like puzzle pieces, meshed perfectly with Shuga's too. The pussy on top kept gliding over the one below, slathering love juices everywhere, drawing out lewd moans, hearts popping off nonstop...
Shuga kept at it pussy-to-pussy like she planned to attack that way forever, then pulled back to tease Kaldir's folds with her fingers, burning her with anticipation. She'd even mime a rape scenario, pressing that combat knife—the one meant to pierce the princess's belly—against Kaldir's skin, savoring the moment.
Even with advanced medicine extending human life to centuries, it's a mere blink against the 13.7 billion years of the universe. Why waste those precious instants on future worries or past regrets when you could fill them with sex like this?
Aahn, ahn, haaang... Who knew Shuga and I would sync so perfectly... Instead of peeking at Earth with my future sight, I should've looked closer to home... If I'd known she'd use my pussy this well... I'd have offered my ass ages ago...♥
"Feels... good, you dogpussy bitch? Not even pounding you with a dildo—just grinding my pussy lips on your dogpussy entrance—and you're making that blissful face like you're in heaven?"
It was true. Compared to full penetration, entrance teasing offered far less pleasure. Yet Kaldir's slutty moans never stopped. If someone clueless about lesbians saw this, they'd assume she hadn't tasted a real cock yet and try jamming a dick club between the pair of pussies.
"Aahn, Shuga... but you're right, I am a dogpussy...♥"
"A perfect dogpussy for a maso bitch like you. Keep groveling like the bitch you are from now on. That's how I'll love you. Got it, you mutt?"
"Y-yes... got it... let's do more of this amazing stuff from now on too...♥"
Before long, their bodies were drenched in sweat. Even as puddles formed on the floor, reeking enough to kill the mood, they showed no sign of pausing. Only endless "play." Whew, look at those sweat drops. Sex was exercise too—rough battle-fucking like this had to burn hundreds of kcal easy.
"Hah, fuck. I've always thought I should trim this belly fat, but who knew the perfect workout gear was right here? Better than a bike, even. Guess I'll use you plenty from now on, like you said?"
"Shugaa, you don't need to lose any belly fat... I love how your lower tummy jiggles so cutely...?"
"You fox bitch, how long since you signed that slave contract and you're already wagging your devil tail at me?"
Yeah, Kaldir sis's words were straight-up flattery, and sis really should pack on some belly. It's more baby fat than pudge at this point, but tell her that after showing off those sleek abs of hers. Sis'll bulk up eventually from core work pounding Kaldir's pussy—keep at it, sis.
As their relentless fucking dragged on for hours, Salt and Plang—who'd started chatting to pass the time—ran out of topics and went silent as clams. Smack smack. Good kids shouldn't stay up till dawn listening to noisy adults banging anyway. They decided to head out for dreamland.
"Uung, Plang... I'm sleepy... I stayed up till 3 or 4 AM once watching sis Shuga's nude masturbation vid... but tonight I can't hold out past midnight... too tired..."
"I'm getting tired listening to Master fuck too. This room's too noisy—let's go somewhere else. I'll handle the princess and Aurora sis separately."
Plang slept a lot for an AI, so she fully backed Salt's plan to switch rooms. The silver-haired girl pulled out what looked like a four-dimensional pocket, stuffed in Aurora—now fully dismantled to spare parts—and the princess, still chained and doped with sleeping pills, then headed out with Salt to scout nearby rooms.
We're not touring a model home or anything, but we need a proper spot. Oh, a passerby—grabbed him for directions. Technically, we're uninvited guests to the People's Government, but the soldier uncle we bumped into wasn't a total hardass and happily guided us.
"Soldier uncle... we're tired... any warm bed rooms around?"
"Eh? Heh heh, where you from? New faces, but plenty of bed rooms for you two. Follow me."
No one could be heartless to a cute elementary-schooler with rabbit ears and chubby cheeks—or her equally loli robot buddy. Yelling for ID and pulling a gun would make you a total dog. Soldier uncle couldn't bring himself to that.
"Here. One bed, but plenty big for you two. Bathroom too, and a fridge with snacks. Need anything else? Here's my contact—call on the room phone."
"Yes, thank you! Soldier uncle! Thanks for always protecting us!"
Salt slyly shortened her speech for the old officer, piling on the cuteness, then bowed deep in thanks entering the room—flustering him hard. But her "thanks for protecting us" melted the old guy's heart; he smiled brightly and left.
Straight shot with soldiers, especially in these dog-eat-dog times. Acting all worldly at this age is no good, sigh...
"Haa, tired. Thanks or whatever—sleep time."
Salt shut the door after the kind soldier uncle left, then flopped onto the bed like a burnt-out office worker, tie half-off, begging for sleep—no cutesy act in sight.
This bed wasn't as plush as the one Secretary-General got for his daughter and guest, but decent for crashing. Zzz... Salt was out in under three seconds; Plang followed. Eyelids too heavy... No Aurora sis to nag about sleeping in... Just hit the power button... done...
The two kids, passed out without covers or pajamas—ignoring their wild past—looked like innocent babes. Perfect for elementary school, hand-in-hand with backpacks?
"Huh? Where'd these two sneak off to... Kids need sleep, but did we get too loud?"
Shuga only noticed Plang and Salt hauling Aurora and the princess away much later—mid-sweat wipe—then shrugged it off and dove back into sex. Salt's family or not, Kaldir mattered more. Spouses were eternal partners—reason enough to prioritize, right?
"Eh, they'll come back when ready. Plang summoned chains earlier—didn't peg her for combat."
I had a more important ritual left—no time hunting for sis. First, a tiny nick on real Kaldir's skin with that flashing combat knife right in front of her... tasted it. Divine, rivaling love juices or milk.
Then a prick on my finger, dripping my blood into her cut. All to truly become one.