First Training Session - Part 4
He gasped, the sound raw and broken, only harsh breaths tearing from his throat.
His mind was too shattered to even notice when I slid the condom onto his chest.
His thoughts had gone completely white, circuits in his brain not even turning anymore.
“Huuuh… heuug… haueuh… huiig… heok…♥”
The orgasm ripping through my body left every nerve screaming. All I could do was moan, nothing more, lost in the wave of it.
Without even realizing, my instincts had taken over. I grabbed his chest, kneading it, crawling all over him like a heat-crazed bitch, hands roaming desperately.
His body trembled without any conscious control, the shaking rolling through him as I touched him.
“Huu… huu…”
He collapsed beside me with the same rough panting, and we lay sprawled across the bed like that, limbs tangled, chests heaving.
How long had we lain there…?
“Haeueuh…!”
I jolted when a cold sensation brushed my arm, a sound escaping me before I could stop it.
“Are you with me now?”
He pulled a cold can of coffee from the mini-fridge and pressed it against my arm.
“Ah… y-yes…”
Just like that, the terrifying presence vanished, replaced by his usual gentle tone.
At the same time, my mind slowly cleared. The white haze was lifting.
It didn’t feel right.
That man… earlier he had called me every filthy name, Meat Toilet, and now he was being kind again?
The personality switch was too abrupt, too perfect. Like a double personality.
Or maybe he just kept the two lives extremely separate.
I reached for the coffee can, and something warm and heavy slid off my chest.
“..Eh? What is this…?”
It was the condom he had used. As it fell, a little of the spent fluid had leaked out.
“Ah… so it was the condom…”
But something felt off.
Why was there a condom on my chest?
“Ah… that was the one I came inside and left on top of your chest earlier. Hehe.”
The way he said it made my expression give me away.
“Eh… really??”?
Why on earth put it on my chest…?
The question lingered.
“Well, I like it the most when you creampie me, you know? Hehe…”
“And the job posting clearly said to do that, right? Haha…”
The posting had explicitly told clients to treat them as a Meat Toilet, and it even mentioned the option to have the spent condom placed on the chest for use.
“If I could’ve taken a photo with my phone, I would’ve shown it to you. Kk.”
“Ah… so that’s why the condom was on my chest. That’s the reason.”
“Exactly! Showing degradation is the best part, hihihi…”
But then his finger slid lower, brushing the soft skin between my belly and my Y-zone.
“Ah…?”
My eyes followed, and I saw the condom had dropped onto my stomach. A thin trail of fluid had already begun to slide down.
A sudden warmth bloomed across my skin.
“Mommy… I didn’t even realize it was leaking…”
I tried to laugh it off, but his gaze was something else entirely.
“Mmm…”
He gave a short, involuntary sound. His hand wiped the cum from my belly, then lifted it to my lips without a word.
His eyes locked onto mine at the same time—filthy, commanding, absolute.
I knew exactly what he wanted.
During our previous play sessions, I had swallowed him many times, but I had never once tasted it myself.
The thought flashed through my mind, yet my eyes were already widening, my body moving against my will.
“…”
“…”
We stared at each other in silence, then I leaned in and took his finger into my mouth.
“…wub… chuub… chuk… chuub…”
I had never sucked a finger like this before. The taste was sharp, bitter, and strangely… my tongue kept working it anyway, rolling the spent fluid around my mouth like it was the sweetest candy.
I held his wrist with both hands, tongue swirling obscenely, licking every drop as if it were a lollipop, swallowing little by little.
Still savoring it, I met his eyes and kept licking.
He suddenly placed his other hand on my head, a small gesture telling me to stop.
“…?”
“Swallow it.”
“Ueb… yes… ueh…”
Even though I knew what was coming, the bitterness triggered a small gag in my throat.
“Ueb… uueb… gulp…”
I forced it down, barely managing the swallow.
“Open your mouth.”
“Ah…”
I obeyed instantly.
He spread my lips with his finger and checked inside, inspecting every inch like a thorough exam.
“…ah… ahueub… ahue…”
It felt like dental work, but I couldn’t look away. I just watched as he confirmed there was nothing left.
“Well done swallowing.”
“Uueuh… yeng… that was my first time swallowing cum…”
“Really? You were swallowing so well…”
“It wasn’t even swallowing that was the first time… I’ve never put it in my mouth either. It’s a bit bitter, haha.”
“Normally people spit it out, but I didn’t. I’m impressed. Haha.”
“Maybe you’re made for it. Hahaha.”
“The first creampie and the first swallow… nice. Hehe.”
“Your first time?”
“Yes… haha, I should show you where else.”
“Where?”
He pointed at the bed.
“Right there.”
A huge wet circle had soaked the entire surface.
“Ah… mommy…!! Mommy, what do we do…!!”
“Your first time?”
“Ahue… it… uueh…”
I had no memory of when I had come so hard. It must have been incredible, because anyone watching would think a child had just wet the bed while sleeping…
“It… was my first time… uueh…”
Does this feel like dying socially…?
“Huih… I’m so embarrassed…”
“There are a lot of firsts for us today, haha.”
Too embarrassing… this was my first creampie ever… and with him…
“Y-yes… haha…”
We laughed together, naked and giggling at how absurd everything was.
“The date is still about an hour and a half away. I’m going to watch TV and rest. You go shower first.”
“Ah… yes!”
I grabbed the towel and the tiny toiletries bag from the counter, still in my bare state, and went to the bathroom.
I adjusted the water temperature and turned on the shower.
The water cascaded over my body, washing away more than just dirt.
It felt like it was rinsing the orgasm out of me.
The orgasm from earlier had been the first I had ever felt… was this really the right thing?
Time was weird, so I just towel-dried my hair, finished the shower, and wrapped myself in a towel.
“I’m all clean!”
It used to be a standard pickup line, but today it felt strangely reversed…
“You can shower now.”
“Alright, I’ll go quickly!”
He took the towel and followed me into the bathroom, still naked.
Twenty minutes later he stepped out, already dry.
I wondered how fast he must have showered.
“We still have a bit of time. Want to watch TV?”
“Ah… yes.”
I turned on the TV with the remote.
Cable variety shows filled the screen.
On the bed lay various toys—egg vibrators, cuffs, fairy lights—scattered everywhere, while soft TV sounds drifted through the room.
After the scene, an awkward silence settled between us.
It felt like I had shown him far too much.
“Ahue… it’s awkward…”
We stared at the TV in the thick, suffocating quiet, unable to look away from each other.
I wasn’t even sure what I was watching anymore.
The air felt like it might suffocate us at any second…
Ping-ping-ping-ping-ping…
The phone in the room rang.
He picked it up.
“Hello? Yes… okay, I’ll be right out~”
He hung up.
“The date is in thirty minutes. We should get dressed soon.”
“Yes…”
We hurriedly put our underwear on first, then the rest of our clothes.
The awkwardness didn’t leave even as we dressed.
When we finally checked the time, only ten minutes remained.
“Um…”
“Hm?”
“Want to eat first? Are you hungry?”
Technically it was fine to eat with him, but something felt off.
“Ah… no, I’m okay right now. Haha…”
“Oh… alright. Haha, understood. I’ll have to catch the bus from here. I’ll walk you to Sangbong Station.”
“Ah… thank you.”
We packed our bags, took the key card, and left the room.
We dropped the key back at the front desk and walked together to the turnstiles at Sangbong Station.
“Today was fun!”
“Me too! We should talk more over coffee sometime. Thank you for walking me.”
“…Yes. Take care going in.”
He saw me off until I disappeared into the crowd, and the play had finally ended.