How to Become an Alchemist
"Y-yes... It tas... Uup... tastes good!"
Erysha answered, desperately sucking his cock without letting her teeth touch it. Though her pronunciation was completely slurred, Seong-il was satisfied that she had answered without once taking his cock out of her mouth. He stroked her head and said,
"There, there... It's so nice when you listen this well."
The longer Erysha sucked Seong-il's cock, the more she felt intense pleasure surging from her pussy. Overwhelmed by the powerful sensation, she unconsciously moved one hand between her legs and began stroking her clitoris. The merciless pleasure doubled inside her mind. Receiving an orgasm so close to what she felt when having sex with Seong-il, she stopped sucking and began to lightly climax.
"Hmm?"
Seong-il, who had been enjoying the pleasant sensation of her mouth, frowned and looked down when her caresses suddenly stopped. Before him was the sight of Erysha with his cock still in her mouth, fingers working her clit between her spread legs, body twitching from a light orgasm.
Ha... Even a well-behaved cat climbs the stove first. Now she's masturbating on her own?
Seong-il felt a strange sense of accomplishment at how quickly Erysha was becoming sexually open, but at the same time irritation rose at her for touching herself and stopping the blowjob without his permission.
"Who told you to masturbate without permission?"
He roughly yanked the collar wrapped around his hand, stepped on her hand with one foot to force it away from her pussy, and scolded her. Erysha felt the pleasure in her body sink away in an instant and cried out.
"Ah... No!"
Desperate to feel the fading pleasure again, she tried to bury her face in his cock like a beast in heat. Seong-il kicked her away with his foot and growled.
"How dare you go into heat and throw a tantrum without your master's command? Have you lost your mind?"
At his harsh scolding, Erysha's scattered mind began to return. She apologized immediately.
"S-sorry..."
"Hoo... You think those words will be enough?"
With half her reason already melted by pleasure, Erysha began begging, desperate to feel that ecstasy again.
"I-I'm serious! F-from now on, I'll never act without Seong-il's permission!"
Her eyes were half-lidded and hazy with lust as she pleaded. Seeing that strangely erotic expression, Seong-il sensed her sincerity and allowed her to take his cock into her mouth once more.
Seems like the Sensory Sharing Technique combined with masturbation has driven her half-insane.
Impressed by the power of the new erotic technique he was testing, Seong-il thought while enjoying her eager service.
If I add the Sensory Awakening Technique on top of this, just how much will the efficiency rise...?
A pleasant shiver ran down his spine. Yet despite the thrill he felt, Seong-il deliberately spat cruel words at her.
"Hmm... Still, touching your pussy without your master's permission deserves punishment, doesn't it? Put both hands behind your back and interlock your fingers."
Erysha flinched but obediently followed his order, clasping her hands behind her waist while sucking his cock with renewed ferocity.
"Slurp... Sluuurp... Slurp..."
She sucked him like a woman possessed. Enjoying the soft, wet heat of her mouth, Seong-il gently stroked her hair in appreciation. The tender, praising touch made Erysha feel a strange elation, and she began sucking him even harder.
Whew... The girl has real talent.
Seong-il could feel her technique improving in real time. She licked and sucked every inch of his cock as if conducting an experiment, quickly learning which spots made her own pussy burn hotter. To keep feeling that pleasure, she performed experimental caresses she had never tried before.
Wow... Is this really her first time? How is she this good?
Since this was Seong-il's first time using the Sensory Sharing Technique, he had no idea she was reading his pleasure and targeting his most sensitive areas. The bold, relentless service pushed him closer and closer to the edge.
"Hup! I'm cumming...!"
With a powerful surge of climax, Seong-il stood up, grabbed her head, and thrust his cock deep into her throat. The rough treatment made Erysha's throat burn with pain, but at the same time an overwhelming wave of pleasure crashed into her pussy.
"Huuup...! Uck... Uuup?!"
Feeling her pussy grow soaking wet, Erysha froze as the same intense orgasm she had felt during sex with him slammed into her.
"Huu... Huu..."
Seong-il held the back of her head and let out a satisfied groan.
"Uup... Uuup... Uup...!"
Unable to breathe, Erysha grabbed his thighs and began to struggle. Ignoring her distress, Seong-il commanded in a cold voice.
"Take your hand away. Didn't I clearly order you to keep your fingers interlocked behind your back?"
Erysha flinched, hesitated for a moment, then obediently returned her hands to position. Satisfied by her submission, Seong-il finally released her head.
She pulled her face free and gasped desperately for air. Her beautiful face was a complete mess of saliva, semen, and tears, yet it somehow radiated a strange, obscene allure.
Huh...? The floor is drenched. Did she actually cum?
Seong-il was surprised, but quickly understood.
Ah... The Sensory Sharing Technique let her feel my ejaculation urge and climax with me.
The sight of her lewd, sexy expression made fresh desire surge inside him.
Whew... That face is lethal. Maybe I should use her orgasm as an excuse to train her properly.
With that thought, Seong-il looked down at her and began speaking in a deliberately humiliating tone.
"Ha... In all my life, I've never seen a perverted bitch like you. You seriously cum just from sucking a man's cock? What an absurd whore."
"N-no! T-this is just... just the drug... the drug!"
Erysha flinched at his mockery and made a hasty excuse.
"Shut up. Don't give me that pathetic excuse. You were going crazy over my cock just moments ago."
After spitting those degrading words, Seong-il yanked her collar and pulled her face back into his crotch. When she looked up at him blankly, not understanding his intention, he growled.
"Once you've made me cum, you should clean up after yourself, shouldn't you?"
Erysha tried to stand and look for a towel, but he kept the collar pulled tight, preventing her from rising.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"T-to find something to clean with..."
"What nonsense. Obviously you clean with your mouth."
He dragged her face back between his legs. Erysha hesitated, face burning with shame.
"Y-yes...? H-how exactly...?"
"Are you stupid? Lick every drop off master's cock with your mouth and swallow it clean."
"!"
She blushed furiously and almost refused, but the stern look on his face made her give up. She buried her face in his crotch again.
"Slurp... Sluuurp... Slurp..."
The fishy, sharp scent of male filled her nose. The more she sucked, the stronger the pleasure throbbed in her pussy. With their senses linked, fresh arousal flooded her body.
Hoo... She's gotten really good at this. Feels amazing...
Seong-il felt himself growing hard again under her cleaning blowjob. He could see her pussy getting wetter by the second.
"Ha... Erysha. You're getting excited again just from cleaning my cock? Look at that twitching pussy."
"?!"
Startled, she covered herself with her hand and stopped sucking. Seong-il immediately snapped.
"Who gave you permission to stop cleaning and cover your cunt!"
He lightly smacked her forehead with the back of his hand. Intimidated, Erysha apologized softly and resumed.
"S-sorry..."
"Shut up and clean."
At his urging she obediently buried her face back in his crotch. Seong-il enjoyed the sight of her meek obedience while she diligently licked him clean. Before long his lust flared again, and Erysha's body responded in kind.
Feeling fully ready, Seong-il pulled her collar to stop the blowjob. A disappointed moan escaped her as she stared longingly at his glistening cock.
She's not even hiding her hunger anymore.
Amused by her complete change in attitude, Seong-il dragged her by the collar into the living room. Still in a daze, Erysha followed. He roughly bent her over the table in a deep doggy-style position.
"?!"
She was confused for a moment, but soon felt something thick and heavy press against her entrance.
Ah?!
An instant later, a heavy, fulfilling pressure filled her lower belly. Brain-melting pleasure flooded her and she moaned without thinking.
"Haauk...! I-it's inside... Ahhuk..."
Seong-il's cock drove in to the root in one thrust, then began pounding with powerful strokes. He grinned with dark satisfaction and spoke with open contempt.
"How does it feel? Getting fucked by your master's cock?"
"I-it feels so good... It's so thick and long, messing me up inside... Ahht!"
Enjoying her completely disheveled state, Seong-il continued swinging his hips at a leisurely but powerful pace. Overwhelmed by the intense rhythm, Erysha instinctively gripped the edge of the table and arched her back, angling herself so he could reach even deeper.
Her full, perfectly shaped breasts swung violently back and forth. Her smooth hair danced wildly with each thrust. Gripping the table edge with white knuckles and pressing her face against the surface, Erysha sobbed. Having completely lost her mind, she began shaking her own hips in time with his, dancing a shameless, obscene dance in search of more pleasure.
Seong-il responded by fucking her tight, soaking pussy even harder. The wet sounds of flesh slapping flesh and her dripping honey echoed obscenely throughout the living room.
After thoroughly ravaging her from behind, Seong-il lifted her waist and flipped her onto her back on the table. Erysha offered no resistance whatsoever. The moment she was on her back she spread her legs wide, turned her head to the side, and closed her eyes.
The sight of her shamelessly exposing her most secret place excited Seong-il even more. He grabbed both her legs and thrust back inside with savage force.
"Ahng... Ahng... Ang aht! Aah... Aaaaaah!!!"
Sweet moans poured from her lips as she drowned in the pleasure. All shame forgotten, she surrendered completely like a bitch in heat.
Her heavy breasts bounced wildly with each thrust. Unable to resist, Seong-il grabbed them roughly, squeezing and kneading as if trying to milk her.
"Ahuk!"
The pain of her breasts being crushed and her nipples pinched only felt sweet to her now. Erysha begged shamelessly.
"I-it feels good! Harder! Harder!!"
Satisfied by her total transformation, Seong-il pounded her with even more force.
"Ahng... Hut... Haak... Aht!! Heuk... S-Seong-il!!"
The coquettish way she called his name drove him wild. He pushed her to the center of the table and climbed on top, covering her completely with his body. Feeling the heavy weight of her male pressing down on her, Erysha wrapped both arms and legs around him naturally.
Seong-il leaned in to kiss her. Erysha met his lips eagerly, sucking his tongue into her mouth with passionate hunger. Tasting her sweet tongue, Seong-il began to thrust even faster, raising the intensity once more.