Brina's First Kiss and Slime's Naughty Appetite
Kiss, squelch—! “Eek? Hiiih?!♥♥”
My cock pierced through the freshly regenerated hymen from the defect repair, slamming fiercely against her cervix. A single trickle of ruptured virgin blood leaked from her pussy, dripping onto the floor.
“Th-thank you for deflowering Brina's virgin pussy, Master♥”
Brina, who loved being used like an object, bit down hard to suppress the crumbling expression of ecstasy surging through her the moment her pussy was impaled on my cock. She flashed me a smile and expressed her gratitude. Her pussy had been dry after I'd sucked up all her juices during the blowjob, but the body wash served as lubricant, allowing a smooth insertion. Because we'd used body wash instead of her natural fluids for lube, the texture inside her pussy felt different from usual—enough to make me want to ravage her right then and there.
But this was nominally a play to clean the onahole's insides, so I held back from thrusting my hips immediately. Instead, I waited patiently for Brina to get used to my cock.
“You worked hard today too, Brina. Let's take it slow and enjoy.”
Brina had guarded the house on my orders and even gotten injured, so she deserved this. I planned to go gently today so she could savor it too. Plus, without absorbed semen to bolster her durability, rough use might be risky.
“If there's anything you want, just say it. You tried hard to follow my orders, so I'll give you a reward.”
Once Brina adjusted to the sensation of my cock filling her pussy to the brim—bulging out her belly enough to trace its shape—she lifted her head to look at me. Our eyes met. Hers drifted down from mine, her face flushing red. After a moment's hesitation, she spoke.
“I failed to complete Master's orders perfectly... Do I really deserve a reward?”
“Who could've predicted Cheonma would show up at the house? It's fine—just tell me.”
“Th-then...”
Brina hesitated, then squeezed her eyes shut. “C-c-can you... kiss me?”
Her long ears turned bright red as she kept her eyes closed, waiting anxiously for my response.
A kiss with an onahole? With a regular silicone one, no way... but...>
Even realistic fellatio onaholes had molded lips and tongues, but I'd never thought to kiss them—only to shove my cock in. Kissing a lump of silicone that just smelled like baby powder to mask the oil and rubber? It'd just feel pathetic.
But Brina was different. This living onahole, born of my Unique Authority, had body heat, moving lips, and a real tongue.
Growing anxious at my silence but still hopeful, Brina pursed her lips slightly, eyes still shut tight. Seeing her glossy lips—shiny like she'd applied lip gloss—I swallowed hard.
What would a kiss feel like? With anticipation building, I leaned in slowly and pressed my lips lightly to hers.
My first kiss—and hers too—was soft, warm, and sweet. The touch of lips on lips brought a mental pleasure unlike burying my cock in a pussy.
As our lips met, Brina's eyes flew wide open before fluttering shut as she kissed back. It started as a light peck, lips brushing, then escalated into a deep tangle, devouring each other's mouths.
I never imagined this kind of play... but she's always such a good girl.>
Han Yeoul saw the kiss as just another way to use his onahole—no deeper meaning. It simply felt better than expected, another tool in his arsenal.
Unlike his casual take, Brina melted into brain-melting bliss at finally kissing her master—a fantasy come true.
I'm so happy♥ Master's lips taste so good♥ Kissing Master...♥ He loves me...♥>
A kiss was the ultimate proof of love, she'd read online—something humans reserved for lovers. Her master's unhesitating kiss thrilled her to her core. Overexcited, she grabbed his head with both hands, pushing into a French kiss, tongues dancing.
“Mmph?”
“Mwah, slurp. Smack— smack—”
Her slippery tongue slipped past my lips into my mouth, startling me. But having felt its pleasures around my cock before, I eagerly explored this new sensation.
“Mmm~♥ Smack— sluuuurp— haah— smooch♥”
Lips locked, our tongues entwined, swapping saliva. No bad breath—just the sweet scent of her bodily fluids teasing my nose. Her tongue clung desperately to mine, mimicking the way her pussy gripped my cock. Thanks to her Throat Pussy Sensory Expansion trait, she was getting sexual pleasure from the kiss too—her pussy clenching rhythmically around me.
“Mmmph~♥ Slurp— schooorp~♥”
Her tongue, twice as long as mine, coiled around it, then explored my palate and inner cheeks. I reciprocated, savoring her mouth and tongue, forgetting to breathe as we tangled in ecstasy.
Opening my eyes, I saw Brina—her cute, dainty face on green skin—lost to lust, desperately teasing with her tongue, fully focused on the kiss. I'd thought only virgin blood flowed in an onahole's veins, but her excitement had her nose bleeding.
“Mmph?!♥”
I kept kissing while grabbing her hips and starting to move my waist. Normally I'd lift and drop her onto my cock, but to avoid disrupting the kiss, I rocked slowly, savoring her pussy walls.
“Ngh, eek♥”
Even as she greedily devoured my tongue and lips, having my cock inside made it hard to focus. She cracked her eyes open. I met her odd eyes, glazed with bliss, one hand cradling her head from behind, the other supporting her back.
She caught on, wrapping her legs around my waist. Squeeze—our bodies pressed tight, her massive breasts squishing like cushions against my chest. Feeling her warm skin through mine, I stood up.
“Haah— smack— sloo~♥ Haa~”
As I rose, thrusting up, our height difference naturally parted our lips. Sticky saliva stretched in a long string between us.
“Like it?”
“Y-yes...♥”
Her face utterly melted, she kept holding my head, answering softly. Lick~ lick~ She stuck out her tongue, craving more, but her pussy clenched tight, unwilling to let my cock go either. A greedy one, not losing to Slami—she wanted both.
I enjoyed the slow mix of tongue play and pussy savoring too, so I leaned down, lips meeting again, tongues entwining.
Her beautiful face belied her onahole nature as I ravished her mouth and lips, thrusting gently into her pussy. Even pulling back slightly, her legs locked tight, yanking me back in.
Bubbles from the body wash frothed up inside her pussy from the friction.
“Smack♥ Sluuurp♥”
Shwaaa— Under the shower, warm water rinsed the foam from her body. Each withdrawal flushed more body wash away with the spray. Her pussy was thoroughly cleaned—even the remnants clinging to my flared glans—but she showed no sign of loosening her legs.
“All clean now—gonna unwrap those legs?”
-You haven't cleaned the deepest part yet♥
Still French kissing telepathically, she pressed her legs harder, twisting her hips to tease her cervix against my glans, urging it inside.
Her womb, already breached once, opened easily now. Schoop— Her fist-sized glans filled it completely. She froze, tongue still, lower body quivering as she squirted against my abs.
-Please clean Brina's cum receptacle with your pure white semen too♥
Her whispered telepathic plea for creampie pushed me over. I held back no longer, unleashing deep inside.
“Smack— schooorp♥ Haa... mmph~ schlooorp♥”
-Hee~ Ahh, Master's baby batter♥♥ Gushing into my womb~♥♥
Eyes rolled back in ecstasy, body trembling, she instinctively sucked my tongue—her face the epitome of onahole lewdness.
Even without rough, prolonged use, the slow intimacy brought more satisfaction than usual. To help her womb absorb it all, I stirred once with my glans, then pulled out.
Pop—
“Hee~♥ Hah♥ Hah♥”
Panting like a dog, eyes half-lidded in pleasure, drool stringing from her lips, Brina smiled happily, nestling into my arms—satisfied from one creampie.
“How was it? Good reward?”
“Yes... so much♥”
Rubbing her soft cheek against my chest, she nodded with a contented laugh.
Acquired 100 Onahole Points from using D-Grade Onahole (Brina).
Acquired additional 240 Onahole Points from Orgasm Bonus.
The bigger orgasm bonus—must've loved the kiss. Gotta do this more often, I thought, hugging Brina as we slipped into the pre-filled tub.
“Haaah~ Perfect.”
With her warm body—hot as the bathwater—in my arms, the post-nut haze melted away into lazy bliss.
We cleaned up and headed to bed, but as we left the bathroom, Slami was wriggling where the clothes were, something swallowed inside her.
“Nom nom—”
Looking content like she was eating, I approached. Brina's training clothes were gone.
A bad feeling hit. I snatched Slami.
“Hey, you didn't...?”
“This—was in the room—not Brina's—?”
Caught red-handed like a naughty kid, she babbled longer excuses than usual.
Through her translucent body, the black training pants were half-dissolved, unrecognizable.
She hadn't technically broken my order, but it was outrageous. I flicked her forehead.
“That doesn't mean you eat Brina's clothes!”
Flick—
“Eek—?! Master hit me—!”
She wrapped a tentacle around her “head,” pouting tearfully.
“Didn't eat—just tried wearing—melted by accident—Master didn't listen—hit me—unfair—”
Her telepathic emotions rang true: pure grievance. She'd tried wearing them out of envy and accidentally ruined them.
Feeling bad for jumping the gun, I reached to pat her—then noticed something off.
“But you touched everything else fine? Floor's intact.”
“Ack—busted—?!”
She made a “caught!” face and bolted from my hand.
“This?!”
“Ack—caught!”
Her slow tentacle legs were no match for my walk; I grabbed her easily.
What to do with this cheeky slime onahole? Satisfied from slow-kissing Brina, I hadn't planned more use tonight—but deceiving me? No way.
“Ack—ack—but really wanted to try clothes—ngh—?!”
She babbled excuses, but I activated Sensory Nerve Expansion, shoving my cock into her carbonated tentacle pussy.
“Ack—ngh—Master's cock—feels good—good—”
Copying Brina? Her moans still sounded awkward. But unlike treating it like a fuel port, she clearly felt pleasure now.
The more I used her, the more sensitive she got. I flooded her belly with cum.
Acquired 50 Onahole Points from using E-Grade Onahole (Slami).
She felt pleasure but no climax—basic points only.
“So full~”
Slumped like overeater, she patted her cum-bloated belly.
Immobilized for now, but once digested? Who knows. To prevent mischief, I pumped her to Stage 4 growth.
Consume 500mL semen to evolve Stage 3 Onahole (Slami) to Stage 4.
Time until completion: 50 hours → 30 hours
“Nya—?!”
“Should've behaved.”
Draining my last drops sped it up—done by Monday.
“No new updates in the Onahole Point Shop.”
Checking with points from both, nothing refreshed. But I could upgrade prior traits—for 1000 points each. With 1794, one upgrade possible.
After thought, I boosted Slami's trait.
Trait: Sensory Nerve Expansion (Stage 2)
Now Stage 2—Slami would be more pleasure-sensitive. Post-Stage 4, she'd know true climax.
“Brina, come here.”
“Yes, Master~”
Extra clingy from the kiss, she bounced over naked, tits jiggling, into my arms.
“Mmm~ Master~”
Hugging her as she nuzzled my chest like a cat, I lay on the bed and drifted off.