A Complete First Experience
I was flustered by Selena’s sudden declaration. But Selena kept talking whether I was flustered or not.
“Master… it’s okay to do whatever you want… now, and from now on. I’m grateful that you’re being considerate of me… but I’m a slave, right? It’s the slave who reads the master’s mood, not the master who reads the slave’s, Master.”
Maybe because of the conditions I’d set during the Slave Summon, she was speaking with an oddly ideal slave’s attitude. Though for all that, she was still using informal speech.
“So Master… you can do everything you want to me. No matter how harsh or cruel the things you do to me from now on, I’ll endure them thinking about how you were considerate of me today. Got it?”
At Selena’s words, countless hardcore plays I’d only ever tried in games flashed through my mind, but I reined in the thought circuits that were about to veer that way.
“You’ll regret it, you know?”
“No. I won’t. I won’t regret anything I receive from Master.”
“Why?”
Even with the conditions from the Slave Summon, saying this much still felt strange.
“Master saved me, right? Even now I don’t know how, but you saved me when I was about to hang on the gallows.”
“…”
“And Master is kind. For a slave to meet a kind master is really a good thing. I’ve seen a lot of slaves and masters until now, but most of them don’t consider the slave or read their mood. The master just does what he wants and the slave follows.”
Well… that was the general master-slave relationship. And until I faced the real thing, I’d thought the same.
“But Master was different. Even after ordering me, when I was struggling you said it was okay to stop, and when you were tormenting me and I cried you soothed me… and knowing I was a bit scared, you held back your desires and let it pass… Since Master thinks of me like this, I should also try hard for Master’s sake.”
That was just the response of a coward who doesn’t know real women…
“Still, I’m a little scared for now… so today I’ll do it.”
Finishing her monologue-like words, Selena slowly began to rock her hips.
Squelch. Squelch.
“Hnnngh!… Haa… haa…”
Still in pain, the moans flowing from Selena’s mouth were closer to sounds of suppressed agony than the pleasure moans commonly heard in porn or erotic games.
“Haa… Master… hnnngh! Haa… does it feel good? Hnng… am I doing well?”
“Yeah.”
Since it was my first experience too, I had no way of knowing if she was doing well, but the pussy squeezing my cock as if it meant to burst it, and Selena’s heart and actions that considered me—everything was to my liking.
…Actually, I thought it would be better if the movements were a bit faster.
“Really? Hnng… really am I… hup! doing well?”
Wanting to hear that she was doing well or that it felt good seemed common to both men and women; Selena kept asking me over and over.
“Yeah. You’re doing well.”
“That’s a relief… hnng… still, if there’s something you want! Haa… tell me…”
Selena spoke while sometimes startling at the stimulation or moaning.
I didn’t answer separately and focused on the stimulation felt on my cock. As someone who had always masturbated with my hand, I didn’t know what an onahole felt like, but I didn’t think it could reproduce the sensation of densely wrinkled vaginal walls moving and chewing on my cock like this.
Listening to Selena’s moans and the lewd wet sounds while enjoying the stimulation, my lower body was soon covered in sticky fluids.
Selena’s movements grew duller than at first, and every time her elastic ass touched my thighs and left, white fluid spiderwebs stretched stickily and then vanished.
“Haa… haa… Master… am I really doing well?”
After moving for a long time, Selena asked in a tired voice as if her stamina had reached its limit.
“Yeah. You’re doing well.”
“But there’s no sign of Master cumming…”
Actually, the urge to cum had risen fleetingly. But whether intentional or not, Selena’s movements had slowed each time. Judging by what she was saying now, it didn’t seem intentional.
And actually, in this position I should have been assisting, but as someone with no experience I couldn’t match that assistance from the bare floor.
When I conveyed this fact, Selena’s dejected expression brightened a little. But separately from that, if it continued like this it seemed hard for Selena to lead me to climax. More stimulation was needed, yet Selena, who already looked near the bottom of her stamina, didn’t seem capable of moving any faster.
Eventually, while thinking I might have to switch to a position where I moved, a memory flashed through my head.
“Instead of moving up and down like that, how about fully inserting and moving your hips back and forth to grind?”
I didn’t know why I only now recalled that cowgirl had a grinding style besides the piston style even after playing so many erotic games, but I traced the memory and explained it to Selena.
“Haa… l-like this…?”
Selena asked while clumsily following the movement I taught her.
Because the range of movement narrowed, the interval of stimulation definitely shortened. And it was a different stimulation method from before, so it felt fresh.
“Seems right. How is it? Less tiring?”
“Yeah… hnnnaah… seems so… Master, mmm… how is it? Does it feel good? Hnng… feel like cumming?”
Selena asked, her sweat-soaked breasts swaying. I wanted to say yes to her question, but it was still a bit lacking.
“Can you go a little faster?”
Selena answered with her body.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Supporting her body with both hands on my chest, when Selena moved her hips faster the sounds flowing from the junction of pussy and cock grew louder and quicker. And so did the moans flowing from Selena’s mouth.
“Haa… haa… haa… hnng~ haaaa…”
Flushed face. Hair cascading messily. The subtle weight felt on my chest. Breasts shaking while squeezed by both arms. Vaginal walls biting and grinding my cock. Everything heightened my excitement.
“Ah…! Haa… Master… feel like cumming?”
Around when I started to feel the urge to cum, Selena asked. Just like when she did it with her mouth earlier, she seemed to brilliantly notice when the cock was close to climax.
“Haa… that’s a relief… before I feel it first…”
Muttering to herself, Selena started moving her hips even faster than until now. Not long after speeding up, Selena urgently said,
“Hyaang! Master Master! Haa haa. Cum quickly! Hnnngh! I… I… soon… going to cum!!! Quickly!!!”
Seeming close to climax, Selena was begging me to cum before she reached it herself, and as if her words urging me on became the trigger, ejaculation began.
Spurt. Spurt.
“Hyaaang!!! Master! Masteeer!!!”
Around the same time Selena also climaxed, calling my name while stopping her hips and trembling finely. And her pussy squeezed my cock as if wringing out the semen.
Even after my ejaculation ended, Selena couldn’t escape the climax and intermittently trembled.
“Haa haa… did I do well?”
Finally emerging from the afterglow, Selena asked while collapsing onto my chest.
“Yeah. It was a pleasant first experience.”
I said while hugging her.
“Hehe… that’s a relief. I also liked that Master was first. Hehe.”
Looking at Selena smiling as she slightly looked up at me, a smile naturally formed. And the cock still held in Selena’s pussy started to regain strength.
“Oh my? But the Master inside me still seems lacking?”
Selena also felt it and said with a playful face.
Actually it was lacking. No—thinking of S-rank potency, it seemed it would always be lacking. Even before dying I’d had a vigorous sexual desire and masturbated several times a day, but still there had been some interval. Yet seeing today’s me becoming vigorous again without even giving that interval…
“Sorry Master… even though I said to do as you want just a moment ago, right now I’m too tired…”
Selena made a very apologetic expression. Actually it would be a lie to say I wasn’t disappointed, but since it had been a sufficiently satisfying first experience, I suppressed the desire.
“It’s okay. This is like an unconditional reflex, so don’t worry about it.”
“Really?”
Ah. Seeing this expression mixed with anxiety, worry, and apology makes the desire to torment boil up… but I should endure…
“Yeah. It’s okay. You worked hard, Selena.”
When I said it while stroking her head, Selena buried her face in my chest.
“Thank you… Master…”
I hugged Selena, who spoke in a creeping voice, and turned our bodies to lie on our sides.
“Master…?”
Selena looked up at me from my embrace.
“Let’s sleep like this.”
“Uh… still that…”
Selena seemed about to point out that my cock was still inserted in her pussy, but I cut her off.
“It’s okay. Let’s sleep like this.”
Saying so, I stretched my arm and pulled Selena’s rags and my shirt over us to wrap us both.
“Ugh…”
Selena seemed uncomfortable with the foreign sensation felt in her pussy, but my cock felt the coziness the pussy gave. Rationalizing that since I had held back the desire this much was okay, I hugged Selena a little tighter and closed my eyes.