The Semen-Receptacle Onahole Saint, Amelia Vivien
Amelia Vivien, the Holy Maiden of the Cum-Catching Onahole
Ever since that day when I went out to clear my head, it’s become our routine to take a quick shower after training and give each other massages while naked.
Well, I say “massage,” but it mostly focuses on the breasts and the cock.
I start by caressing my Master’s chest and jerking him off while he lies on the bed.
I move both hands busily, feeling the softness of his chest and the hardness of his cock at the same time.
Once his cock is thoroughly soaked with pre-cum oozing from his urethra and his nipples are fully erect and firm, I take them into my mouth, rolling them with my tongue as I lick, suck, and nibble on them with my teeth.
“Ugh, hmm. Ahh, haaa… hmm♡”
My teacher slowly arches her back, letting out sensual moans.
I pace the handjob just right, and just as the urge to ejaculate surges, her shaft swells, and her whole body begins to writhe—that’s when I take the glans into my mouth and open my throat wide.
Gush! Gush! Gush!
“Gulp, gulp! Gulp, gulp!”
A large amount of sticky semen pours into my mouth.
Now, with slightly more practiced skill, I swallow those hot spurts.
“Gulp♡ Gulp, gulp♡”
The first ejaculation is always a mouthful after a handjob.
Once she’s swallowed all the semen spurted out during the long, drawn-out ejaculation, she moves right on to the second one.
The second one is a mouthful where she practices thrusting the cock deep into her throat without using her hands, sucking only with her mouth and swallowing the semen.
“Huuuh, hggghuuuh. Ugh. Heeek, heeeek... Slurp, slurp-slurp! Hah, heeeek♡”
“Ahh, haaaah. I’m cumming. It’s coming out again. I’m filling Ha-on’s mouth-pussy with cum again. Huuuh, eat it. Eat all my cum♡ Haaah!”
Bururur! Bubb-bitt!
“Gulp, gulp! Gulp, gulp!”
The cock, thrust deep into the back of my throat with my Adam’s apple open, throbs and spews out cum.
Unlike the first ejaculation, I didn’t even have to do anything.
I just breathed heavily through my nose, my lower abdomen quivering at the sensation of cum building up inside me.
After the two ejaculations are over, my master gives me a massage.
Of course, it’s no ordinary massage.
In a humiliating position with my buttocks raised, a finger is inserted into my anus to torment my prostate.
My lower abdomen is stroked while a finger rubs my glans.
When the urge to ejaculate rises and I feel like I’m about to come, he stops, then starts again; when the urge rises again, he stops once more.
After enduring this for about several tens of minutes while being subjected to humiliating and degrading taunts, I end up begging with tears streaming down my face, pleading to be allowed to come.
“Heh heh heh, all right. Go ahead and come as much as you want.”
Once my Master finally gives his permission, I begin to ejaculate.
It wasn’t an explosive ejaculation—the semen just trickled down like I was peeing.
Though the volume was small and the ejaculation brief, I felt an insane wave of pleasure that made my whole body tremble.
“Huh-guk, hwe-ek. Ho-ok, ok, ooo-ok♡ Hyaat, hii-ik!”
And then came the long-awaited cock oil massage.
An incredibly lewd massage where he rubbed and pressed his cock—drenched in oil—firmly against my body, which was still reeling from the orgasm.
Even in my dazed state, whenever that hot, hard cock pressed against my lower abdomen, my own cock, and my buttocks, I got goosebumps and my heart skipped a beat.
“Haa haa, I’m about to come, Ha-on? You ready?”
“Ugh, y-yes...”
“Huh, ahh. Aaaah, close your eyes and stick out your tongue. Catch my cum on your face!”
Splash! Splash!
The finale is a facial—my Master personally jerks off his cock, which has been worked up by the oil massage, and pours a full load of cum all over my face.
As I keep my eyes closed and stick out my tongue, clumps that don’t even feel like liquid fall onto my face.
Hot, slippery, and smelly clumps.
“Haa, haa, sshh-h. Haa♡”
The intense, masculine scent is so overpowering it makes it hard to breathe and leaves my head spinning.
Splash, splash! Splash...
As the ejaculation winds down, my Master taps my cheeks and forehead with his big, hard cock.
It’s a humiliating act that brings tears to my eyes, but I instead run my tongue over my lips to swallow the semen smeared around my mouth, then show my Master my clean mouth.
“Heh heh, that’s cute. Now, eat this too.”
Then my Master picks up the clumps of semen smeared on my eyes, nose, and cheeks and puts them into my mouth.
“Slurp, gulp. Slurp, gulp, gulp...”
“Good job. This massage helps relax your muscles and aids in mana control, so keep working hard at it. Slurp, slurp.”
Is that really true?
On the surface, this looks no different from a lewd sexual act—yet it’s supposedly a massage that helps with mana control.
Even if it’s my master’s word, this is...
But I said nothing and accepted my master’s tongue as we continued kissing.
My master gave me a deep, passionate kiss without caring that my face and mouth were dirty with his own semen.
Perhaps because of that, tears welled up in my eyes, my sadness faded, and a happy, fluttering sensation rose up, filling my entire body.
“Sssslurp. Slurp, slurp. Mmm♡ Haa, haa, slurp. Slurp♡”
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Swish! Whoosh, swish!
“Guh, gah! Ugh...”
A green, muscular monster.
The boss of the C-Rank Gate collapsed with his neck severed.
Their swords never even clashed.
I toyed with the creature with overwhelming speed before slicing off its neck in a single stroke.
The result was a severed face wearing an expression of sheer disbelief.
It was such a anticlimactic conclusion that it was hard to believe I’d struggled so much before.
Clap, clap, clap!
“Alright. Now the C-rank Gate is a piece of cake. I can really see the results of your training. Good job, Ha-on.”
Tap, tap.
My master lightly taps my shoulder and ruffles my hair.
“Ah...”
My master looks at me with a beaming smile, as if he’s so proud of me.
The thought that I’ve overcome my past shortcomings and finally earned his recognition brings a wave of overwhelming emotion.
“Sniff, sniff. Thank you. Ugh, ugh. Ah, I’ll work hard to be a disciple worthy of your name from now on. Ugh...”
“You little rascal, why are you crying? Stop it right now. Let’s go! To celebrate, let’s go somewhere nice today and eat as much delicious food as we want!”
“Sniff, sniff. Sniff, yes!”
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“Phew, haa haa. Damn it, I’m really going to lose my mind. Ugh, damn it!”
Ha-on, you little bastard—tempting me with those teary eyes and that face that’s driving me wild.
You clueless little jerk—you have absolutely no idea how hot you look!
What am I supposed to do when you tempt me with that innocent face?
Haah, haah… I turned down the handjob and blowjob Ha-on offered just because I wanted to act like a cool teacher for no good reason.
I’m going crazy. My dick’s throbbing, and I can’t get it to go down—I feel like I’m going to die!
Ugh, but I can’t very well ask him to suck me off now—that’d be too embarrassing.
Ugh, what am I supposed to do?
I want to cum. I want to shoot all the cum that’s filling up my balls!
“Haa haa… I guess I have no choice.”
-My Personal Masochistic Female Masturbator-
Riiing, riiing...
“...Haa, h-hello?”
“What do you mean, ‘hello’? You’ve lost all your manners after so long, haven’t you? Can’t you even greet me properly?”
“Ugh, w-well, you haven’t contacted me once all this time, so why are you coming back now? Ah, no. I’m not your plaything anymore.”
“Tsk! Look at this bitch acting all high and mighty? Just because everyone around you praises you as a saint, do you think you’re something special? You were like this before, and you’ll always be my cum receptacle. You’re the cum-catching onahole who’ll rush over whenever I call, spread your pussy hole wide, and take my cum.”
“No, no. Stop. Please stop...”
“Stop talking and get to my hotel within 30 minutes. You won’t come? I’ll make sure the whole world knows what kind of woman you are. Got it?”
“O-okay!”
Click!
“Hah, how dare you, you little sex toy. I’ll have to re-educate you properly so you remember how it used to be.”
Struggling to suppress the rising lust and anger, I gathered my clothes.
“Master, where are you going?”
“Huh? Oh, just meeting a friend for a bit. It’s been a while since I’ve seen this friend, so it’ll probably take a while. I’ll probably be back tomorrow afternoon, so don’t wait up for me—just go to sleep.”
“Understood. Have a safe trip.”
With Ha-on seeing me off, I got behind the wheel.
Summer had passed and we were well into autumn, but as soon as I got in the car, I cranked the AC all the way up.
I couldn’t stand the heat rising from my cock.
Vroom, vroom!
“You fucking bitch, you’re gonna die today. I’m gonna pound you so hard your pussy and asshole won’t close.”
I stepped on the gas, barely staying within the speed limit, and headed for my hotel.
[Come straight up to my private suite]
I sent the text and checked the time.
24 minutes, 25 minutes, 26 minutes...
Just as it was nearing 30 minutes.
Beep, click.
My personal cum-catcher, the Onahole, had arrived.
Amelia Vivien.
One of my former colleagues and currently a saint of the Seonghwi-gyo sect.
Perhaps because she revived a sect on the brink of collapse and even saved the world, she’s revered almost like a pope—not just within the sect, but among the general public as well.
But contrary to her glamorous and sacred exterior, deep down she’s a wickedly lewd masochistic bitch.
“Haa haa, I’m different now. I’m not the same person I was back then, doing those… those things by your side.”
“...”
“I came here to make that clear. So please don’t contact me about anything unpleasant anymore. Ah, got it?”
I silently stared at Amelia as she ranted arrogantly.
“S-say something, go on. Ugh, or if you’ll take that as ‘I understand,’ then I’ll be on my way.”
“Shut up and get undressed.”
“Huh?! Haa, haaah. I-I mean, I’m no longer your, your… vulgar plaything…”
Swish, thud.
I got up from the bed and took off my pants.
My fully erect cock, caked in pre-cum, sprang out with a thud and stood so stiff it nearly touched my stomach.
Amelia’s body froze the moment she saw it.
“Take off that cumbersome thing. Then get down on your knees in front of me and suck it greedily, just like you used to. Suck it from the head to the shaft, all the way down to my balls, and shove it down your throat. Serve me with your throat-cunt.”
“Ugh, uuuugh…”
Amelia, whose long eyelashes were trembling, lowered her head and knelt before me.
In a beautiful, naked form befitting the title of “Saint.”
“Ha, haaap. Chuuuup, churrp. Uuuh, hhuuuh. Hah, heeeek♡ Chuuubbit♡”