Accepting Common Sense - 5
"Eeeeeek!!!"
My cock slid inside her.
An overwhelming sensation hit me, one I'd never felt before. I could feel my shaft pressing against the walls of Sua's pussy. Each one stimulated me individually, moving solely for my pleasure. Her insides were already plenty wet. Maybe that was a good thing. My patience had already reached its limit.
I couldn't think straight enough to pace myself based on her condition.
"Hngh, nngh, hii, ughhh..."
Her breasts jiggled. With every thrust, her body trembled violently. It was hard to believe she was a survivor of the apocalypse—her skin was so smooth and flawless.
Outside, zombies were probably still shambling around. People were out there struggling without safe shelter or food. But here I was, in the comfort of my own home, lying on a soft, clean bed, holding the most beautiful woman imaginable. That sense of superiority drove me to embrace her even more fiercely.
"Heek, hii, ugh, hiiii!!!"
She came again and again. I wondered how she'd survived this long with such a sensitive body.
After indulging myself fully in her flesh, I caught my breath and looked down at her disheveled form.
"Haa, hng, aaah..."
Her breathing was ragged. She seemed to be savoring the afterglow.
"If you get too excited, you don't have to hold back."
"B-But, ngh, is that... really okay?"
She didn't seem sure, but it looked like she really had been holding something back. She'd start to say something, then flinch and clamp her mouth shut, letting out stifled moans like "ughhh..." It was plenty erotic on its own.
But I didn't like that she was thinking about anything besides my body.
Sua hesitated for a moment, then nodded calmly.
"Okay then... um... everything from now on is just acting, so don't take it too seriously!"
"Hm?"
"Especially, if I say stop, don't stop no matter what! It's just lines!"
"Got it."
I had no idea what she was going to say, which only made me more excited. I lightly stroked her arms, sides, and waist.
"Nnghh..."
Seeing her wince in pleasure from my touch filled me with satisfaction. I brought my hand to her perfectly shaped breasts. So soft. It was impossible to believe I was touching actual flesh—they yielded so tenderly.
"You can be a little rougher... I'm Master's property, after all..."
"Yeah?"
Savoring that softness was fun, but testing how deep my fingers could sink in by squeezing hard was fun too.
"Hnnngh!"
It was less like foreplay and more like playing with a toy—her body writhing under my fingers, me experimenting with her reactions. Like pressing a stuffed bear that squeaked "alley-oop!" every time.
And then, I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Going again."
"Yessss..."
Supporting her legs with mine, I thrust my cock back in. There was blood on it, but her body was so perfectly primed and lewd that hesitation wasn't an option.
"Hii! Stop, stooop! Please stoppp!!!"
My head cooled for a split second, but I remembered her begging me just moments ago not to stop even if she said to. I ramped up the speed, pouring my desire into her.
"Hii, this, ugh, if you keep going, I'll really turn into a meat toilet! A body that can't think of anything but Master's cock!"
Her eyes were glazed over. She didn't even seem aware of what she was saying.
"I won't be able to fight zombies or scavenge food—a worthless meat toilet with no value outside Master's cock case!"
It didn't hit home for me right then, but it must've been a huge declaration for her. In this world, fighting zombies and finding food were essential survival skills.
"Hii, ugh, oooh, hiiiik!"
I wasn't using any special techniques. I was just slamming into her to satisfy my lust. And that was enough.
She kept trembling, spewing filthy words.
"I'll become a slave with a pussy hole perfectly molded to Master's cock, forced to lift my skirt and show my panties whenever Master wants, day or night..."
Her voice nearly broke into sobs as she rambled about her future.
"It's too big, feels too good—when this cock stabs deep, my pussy screams in happy agony, and I can't do anything..."
Her body housed an insanely pleasurable pussy. Her innocent smile, outrageous figure, beautiful face—everything was irresistibly attractive.
Was I just lucky...?
If she'd really tried to manipulate me, I might've given her everything she wanted.
"I'll serve you forever, offer every hole in my body, be your human chair or bed or anything—just please don't throw me away. Give me your cockkk..."
"Yeah."
I couldn't hold back anymore. I unleashed my semen inside her.
"B-Block it up. This time, I won't let a single drop spillll..."
So much thick cum poured out, I wondered if that much had even been in there.
"Haa, haa, haa..."
Sua gazed at me with the eyes of a girl in love, steadying her ragged breaths.
"This is bad..."
"Huh? Did it hurt too much?"
"N-No! The opposite! It felt way too good..."
Sua shook her head frantically, flustered.
"I was supposed to repay your kindness, right? But no matter how I think about it, I got all the pleasure."
I wanted to ask what kind of dilemma that was, but her serious expression left me speechless.
"Um... I thought it'd hurt a little or be super humiliating, like I'd learned. But it just felt too good..."
She sat up on the bed, calmly replaying what we'd just done.
"Thinking about it, I was too passive. Master wasn't serving me—it was me serving Master, right?"
"I had fun taking the lead."
Of course, watching her straddle me and shake her hips while I lay back would've been fun too, but forcing myself on her like this felt great.
"Really? Ugh, sorry. I should've practiced more..."
"Where do you practice that?"
"Sometimes I find working computers or phones, or leftover porn comics. Really lucky ones hear stories from women embraced by men."
"I see."
"Men level up fast, women spread their legs and leech off them to survive. Isn't that obvious?"
I lightly flicked her forehead.
"Leech? Say it nicer."
"B-But if I'm not doing anything for Master and just getting food like this... isn't that leeching?"
"You haven't eaten much. Just snacks."
"That's plenty. I starved for three days straight before working up the nerve to come to that Supply Point..."
Her unexpected confession made me scratch my head.
"Food that scarce?"
"There aren't many Supply Points, and loners like me can't reach many."
I pulled her close, gently stroking her back and waist.
"You've been through a lot."
"Hngh, thank you for noticing... Wait, no! Wasn't I supposed to be the one comforting you?"
I held her squirming body tight with my strength.
"After a brutal battle, shouldn't Master come home and ravage my pussy mercilessly to vent his rage and satisfy his conquest?"
"This is nice too."
"Nnghh..."
Her breath tickled my neck. I could feel her heartbeat pounding close by.
"It might not be enough right now, but I'll work hard from now on! I'll level up my Sex Slave skills too!"
"What?"
"You really don't know!"
Startled, Sua described her Status Window.
"That sex just now... bumped my Sex Slave level to 3. Keep embracing me like this, and I can level it up more!"
"What does that do?"
"I get skills to become a higher-quality meat toilet for Master, or sometimes buffs to Master's stats from support skills!"
Sua smiled contentedly, stroking my abs.
"Anyway, I'll be Master's obedient slave from now on! Nice to meet you properly!"
Her beaming smile made my body tense naturally. I gently pushed her back down onto the bed.
"Eh, Master? Again? Great! This time I'll hold out until you're fully satisfied!"
She grinned with a little fist pump, but the moment my hand touched her breast, her face twisted in pleasure.
"Hii, rougher, ngh, hieee, hiiiik!!!"
Soon, Sua's moans echoed through the room.