Skipping the Assigned Tutorial (2): The Angel's Handjob
While the others were busy shedding blood, sweat, and tears battling goblins in the tutorial, I had no reason to help or watch over them. I had something far more important: spending my Goddess Points on ability enhancement through sex. So I'd made various demands of my handler, the angel Estiel.
"Please, do your best."
Right in front of me, close enough that our breaths mingled, a blonde angel slipped her hand into my pants. Up close, her eyes were stunning—like sapphires embedded in her sockets. They had that jewel-like beauty unique to angels, but right now, those eyes were fixed precisely on the pants she'd pried open with her slender fingers. More accurately, on the inside. After sliding her fingers in and tugging them down just a bit, she gazed at the firm shaft now exposed.
"M-Magnificent. Is this a regressor's perk too?"
Estiel gripped my cock, sizing it up. Even with her fairly long fingers, her hand couldn't fully encircle it.
"A size like this..."
"It's not like I grew my cock with regressor perks—it's always been this big."
"I-I see...?"
I rested my hands on my hips and stood still—a signal that I wasn't going to do a thing, leaving everything to Estiel. Soon, she pulled my pants down to my thighs, letting my cock spring fully free.
"Wow..."
Just as men gawk at voluptuous tits, women can't help but drop their jaws at a massive cock. Angels were no exception. Especially one who might be a sex genius in theory but had never actually done it.
"First time seeing a cock?"
"N-Not exactly..."
"Then where'd you see one?"
"Well..."
She squeezed my cock a bit harder and averted her gaze. Her head was still bowed, so I lifted her chin gently with one hand.
"Tell me. Whose cock did you see?"
"I-It wasn't on purpose. You know how it is, as a regressor."
Stroke, stroke.
Estiel began moving her hand up and down my shaft. It was awkward from lack of experience, like she was mimicking something from a video, but the technique itself wasn't wrong.
"The heroes in the Factory... they don't exactly hold back, do they."
"Fair point."
Separate from her studies as an angel, she'd probably witnessed sex during her duties. Sex in this Factory was, well, pretty damn common.
"So, apart from work or study, this is basically your first real look at a cock?"
"W-Well... that's not wrong."
"Then take a good, close look."
I pointed downward and stepped back a bit.
"You'll be seeing it plenty from now on."
"...The cock?"
"Me, and the cock."
"...As your handler, I'll be watching you fuck the other female heroes a lot from now on."
Estiel gave me a sullen look for a moment, then squatted down in front of my cock.
"So to fuck those future girls, you need to get strong. That way, I rack up achievements too, and we both win."
Her words were pure business, but did she realize her casual chatter was bathing my cock in hot breath?
"So, you need to stay calm and judge things coolly."
Rustle.
She wrapped both hands around my shaft, thumbs supporting the base, the other eight fingers interlaced gripping it tight as she rubbed up and down.
"I'll give you one concession. Demands about sex... ah."
"What's up?"
"Th-This isn't sex?"
"What?"
Did she think sex only counted if my cock went inside a pussy?
"If you think this counts as using Goddess Points, it doesn't. Got it?"
"Of course."
Was she trying to steer my points elsewhere? Those earnest eyes looked convinced, but jerking me off from a position where her lips were inches from the tip was pure corruption fuel.
'Once she gets her halo, I wanna grab it and fuck her face.'
Just like using a horn as a handle on a horned beastkin girl, angels were fair game too. Estiel didn't have her halo yet. Something for later. For now, focus on her non-sex handjob.
"Haaa."
She blew warm breath on the head while stroking. My cock twitched, startling her into pulling back a bit, but she stared intently and kept stimulating it—squeezing and releasing, speeding up the strokes.
"Ah."
Spotting something at the slit, she rubbed the glans gently with her thumb. Precum. She smeared the clear, sticky fluid like lube, wetting the head.
"This..."
"Wanna suck it?"
"......."
A cautious offer. Jumping straight from handjob to blowjob was bold, but no guy would turn it down with her lips that close.
"...If I suck, you'll cum?"
"Probably."
"And if I suck and it doesn't work, you'll demand to fuck my pussy?"
"That sounds good."
"...Hah."
She sighed, the warm, moist air making my cock feel freshly wet, like it'd been dipped in water.
"I was just curious. I don't really know the details yet." Stroke. She stood up, still gripping my cock. Disappointing for someone hoping for head, but her next move surprised me.
"Instead, how about this."
She spread her wings and flew behind me. Still holding my cock, she hugged me tight from the back and jerked fast.
"Your tits are against my back."
"Does that count as sex?"
"Nah."
"But... you'll like it."
Definitely. Estiel's breasts were ideally sized—beyond most girls summoned here today. If tits were holy power pouches, she'd be archangel material. Feeling them against my back through her robes made my cock throb harder.
Slap, slap.
Her hands sped up. Tricky from the front, but from behind, her knowledge shone—proper handjob stimulation.
"This enough...?"
"Not quite."
"Faster?"
"No."
I let her keep going, then reached for her free hand and clasped it.
"If you let me guide, I might cum quicker."
"...First you want my mouth, now this. Feels like you're pushing for sex."
"Yeah, who got me this worked up and won't let me finish... ugh."
Squeeze. She pinched the head between thumb and forefinger.
"Not bored?"
"Hell no. More like, you're not pulling your hand away?"
"......."
She gripped my hand on her belly, and I guided it to the base of my shaft.
"From here, like this."
"...How hard should I grip?"
"Firm but not too tight. Stroke steady... whoa."
Pat-pat-pat-pat.
The wet slapping grew rhythmic as she got the hang of it. Her hands alternated, stroking faster.
"Yeah, harder. That's it, getting close—"
"W-Wait a sec?"
Just as her tits pressed my back and pleasure built, she zipped to my side.
"About to cum?"
"Yeah, soon."
"C-Can I watch?"
"Go for it."
"Y-Yes. Then..."
Pat-pat-pat.
Standing beside me, one arm around my waist, the other flew up and down my cock.
"Tell me when you're gonna cum. And when you do—"
"Cumming."
I gripped her hand on my waist; she went into overdrive. And—
Spurt!!
A long rope shot forward, splattering the ground unrestrained.
"Ah..."
Estiel's eyes locked on my cock. She'd felt it pulse in her hand, but her gaze stayed glued to the cum dripping from the tip.
"......."
She lightly swept the front of the glans. Catching the trailing cum on her fingers, she swallowed hard and looked up at me.
"...Feeling better now?"
Her eyes held a hint of anticipation.
"Yeah. I was pretty worked up."
"Then..."
"Time to use my Goddess Points."
I turned to her still-gripping hand, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
"For sex with you—"
"...Please, hero."
Squeeze.
She clamped down hard.
"Don't waste your hard-earned points on that."
"Not a waste—it's worth it to me."
"But..."
"One point for one fuck with you? I'd pick sex every time."
"...But."
Squelch, squelch.
She milked the head again, catching more cum.
"Sex later, without points—no, um..."
She trailed off, but smiled faintly up at me.
"Don't spend Goddess Points on this. Sex... doesn't need them..."