Chapter 51: A Master Pussy Trainer's Demonstration - Sex Edition -
"Haaang♥ Ah, haaang♥ Hng, haaaang♥ Oppa, does it feel good? Does Hyeonju's pussy feel good? Huh? Should Hyeonju make Oppa's cock feel even better? Like this, squeezing her pussy tiiight~ Yeah?"
Hyeonju tossed aside the cool, sharp-senior act she'd been putting on for Roberta and wriggled atop Oppa's waist, oozing feminine charm like a bitch in heat. Oppa's shaft vanished into Hyeonju's pussy only to emerge again, repeating the slick cycle. Coated in her sticky nectar inside that tight cavern, his cock plunged in and out, drenched in sweet honey that showed no signs of stopping—like an endless spring, it overflowed without mercy, soaking Oppa's crotch. With Hyeonju's perfectly paced hip routine—not too fast, not too slow—the lewd plop, plop echoed obscenely. Her nasal moans and coquettish whimpers wove atop it like embroidery. Oppa looked plenty satisfied with this service that nailed both texture and sound.
When Oppa flashed a sly smile, Hyeonju eagerly shifted gears. Up until now, it'd been steady, composed normal mode. Now? Way more aggressive driving. Even amid the intensity, Hyeonju's technique—pinpointing and stimulating exactly where Oppa felt it most—remained flawless.
"Man, Hyeonju's skills are so damn good, I'm worried Roberta can even keep up and learn properly."
"Aing~♥ Oppa, seriously. What a worrywart. Pussy sluts only think about making cocks feel good anyway, so she'll pick it up on her own. More importantly, focus on Hyeonju's pussy, Oppa. Hyeonju's pussy is the tastiest, right? Say it~ Yeah?"
Mixing in nasal purrs, Hyeonju rubbed her cheek against Oppa's chest like a cat. Who could lie and say otherwise to such an adorable little sister? Oppa gripped Hyeonju's ass firmly and whispered exactly what she craved most.
"Hyeonju's pussy is the best in the world. If I had to pick one onahole that fits my cock perfectly, it'd be Hyeonju, no question."
"Hnguuut♥ Haaaaaaaang!!!"
Oppa's whisper sent Hyeonju over the edge, her pussy gushing wildly in climax. She could endure the cock's pleasure, but being hailed the ultimate onahole? That peak bliss was too much. For a guy, it was like hands-free ejaculation.
"Then I'll do even more! Just stay still, Oppa? Hyeonju will take full responsibility and make you feel amazing. As the best onahole, this much is a given!"
Clinging to Oppa's chest, Hyeonju flicked her tongue over his cute nipples for extra teasing. Nipples were often dismissed as a woman's erogenous zone, but depending on the guy's tastes, his could be plenty sensitive too. Oppa was that type. It wasn't the sucking itself—it was the thrill of having a girl do it.
While Hyeonju devoted herself to desperately servicing Oppa, Roberta observed intently, stacking up whatever she could take away.
Ugh... Her pussy work is so insanely advanced, I can't even tell where to start learning...
It was like a total beginner who couldn't draw a straight line watching a pro illustrator churn out a finished piece without a storyboard—you'd learn zilch. You needed basics first... But Roberta, true to her princess roots, was thorough in drive and mindset. If she couldn't learn pussy technique, she'd glean something else.
Just moments ago, she seemed so equal-footed chatting with Oppa, but in service mode, she turns into this lowly slave, coquettish and all. That's no accident. That gap must be a key element.
Without anyone teaching her, she'd grasped a crucial core concept all on her own. And more:
Nipple licking... Hmm, intercourse always paints the woman as the receiver, but that's just prejudice. Right now, I'm his pussy toilet. I should focus on serving him, not receiving. Beyond nipples, I need to figure out what else to stimulate on my own.
She set her own goals and homework like a sage. That perfect cock-stroking pussy rhythm... No way I can mimic it yet. At least, I gotta ingrain the sense of rhythm in my body. Even from an overwhelming demo that raced ahead, she steadily extracted what she needed. Roberta had every virtue a student required.
What would her people think of their princess learning to be a pussy whore with such qualities?
Hoo?
Oppa naturally noticed Roberta too. He seemed lost in his sister's pussy at a glance, but using one was daily routine for him now. Focusing on his cock while multitasking elsewhere? Easy as pie. Thanks in large part to his self-imposed multitasking prowess.
She's mimicking Hyeonju, shaking her hips at thin air. I don't recall setting that level of detail. Finding and learning what she needs on her own like this? This bitch is overflowing with pussy slut potential. Good thing I scouted her. Living as my cock hole beats plain princess life by a factor of ten, easy.
Still green, but once she grew, she'd rival Hyeonju as premium pussy for sure. Oppa looked forward to it with glee.
"Ah♥ Oppa's cock twitched♥ Gonna cum? Gonna flood Hyeonju's womb thick and deep? Got it. Hyeonju's pussy will squeeze extra tight. I'll clamp my womb mouth and pussy lips so not a drop wastes away. So go ahead, Oppa—blast it all into your little sister's womb. Yeah, yeah?"
Hyeonju teased his release, clenching and releasing her pussy lips in rhythm. Now fully mastering her pussy control, Hyeonju's squeezes could crush lesser onaholes—pure ejaculation blackmail. Not that Oppa needed coercion; his sister's womb was the only destination. Trash to the bin, cum to the cum toilet. Basic etiquette, right?
"Hngaaaaang♥ Cum's coming in♥ Aaah, so hot. Too hot... Hot enough to melt my brain... That's why I love it. Oppa's sperm-sama, you're the best!"
Sensing Oppa's load flooding her belly, Hyeonju cried out in ecstasy she couldn't contain. Roberta flinched involuntarily at the sheer force. The sex was one thing, but watching creampie up close hit different. Creampie and sex felt separate somehow? She'd taken one before, but lost in cock bliss, she hadn't registered it properly... Sober now, it looked risky. Was this okay?
As if reading her mind, Oppa spoke up.
"Oh, by the way—unless it's something special, I always creampie. Love seeing cum overflow and backflow from the pussy."
"Uh... uh... But doesn't that risk pregnancy? Isn't it dangerous?"
No rebellion intended—Roberta just wanted clarity. Hyeonju answered instead.
"What the hell kinda nonsense is that? Hey, don't you even know your place? What are you?"
Still savoring her afterglow with Oppa, she hadn't fully unwound—her tone was sharp as nails. Roberta shrank and replied.
"Y-Your... Oppa's cock hole."
"Right. And?"
"Uh... Cum... toilet."
"Exactly. You're a cum toilet for Oppa, same as me. And the other bitches he uses? Mostly onaholes. You gonna cum outside when you've got onaholes and cum toilets handy? Think about it."
Hyeonju shook her head pityingly. Roberta mulled over the scolding, soon grasping her full mistake. Fair point. Onahole or toilet, the core trait was receiving. Cumming outside on an onahole? Spraying fluids when a cum toilet's right there? That's the abnormality. Sure, creampies risked pregnancy, but that was just part of upholding your duty—obviously to be endured.
Realizing this basic truth late, Roberta formally apologized to Oppa.
"I'm sorry. As a dumb pussy slut, I failed to grasp this simple fact. I sincerely apologize for troubling you with needless words."
"No worries, no worries. Pussy sluts spout dumb shit every day—I'm used to it. You'll pay it back with your pussy anyway, so don't sweat it."
What magnanimity! A true mark of greatness. Roberta felt truly fortunate to learn pussy training under him.
"Alright, let's get up now, Hyeonju."
"Aw, already? ...I didn't even savor the afterglow properly..."
Hyeonju shot Roberta a piercing glare. Roberta could only feel mortified. As Hyeonju rose from Oppa's waist, cum dribbled from her pussy, staining the sheets. Roberta fought a sudden urge to lick them clean—too slutty, even for her.
Minding her manners, Hyeonju dismounted, sucked Oppa's cock spotless from her pussy's mess, then bowed her head in thanks.
"Thank you so much for letting this dog-pussy little sister serve! Whenever you wanna dump cum quick next time, use me. I'll keep refining myself for it."
"Good girl, good girl."
Oppa petted her head like a beloved pet. Watching that warmth made Roberta's scalp tingle enviously. Lucky.
"So... Demo's over. Watched it all—what's your take?"
"Hmm... Honestly, it's so otherworldly, I can't quite process. The level's too high... I wonder if I can ever become such a superb cum toilet..."
Roberta sounded doubtful. Court life had her primed, but the cum toilet path felt distant and treacherous.
Oppa smiled warmly at her.
"What weak talk. Every hot girl has the potential to be a pussy slut. You're top-tier. Trust me—you'll turn into a delicious dedicated toilet for sure."
"R-Really...?"
His firm tone shook Roberta. A flicker of fear, then baseless conviction: Follow this man, and it'll all work out.
Oppa emphasized again.
"Damn right. First up: get used to the pleasure. That's where it all starts. Got it?"
"Yes!"