In the elegant Japanese-style room, lewd slurping sounds echoed.
They had started their intimate act before sunset, and by now, Souma's room was dark.
Kouzuki Mie had been sucking Souma's cock for nearly three hours straight. The futon was pushed aside, and she hadn't taken a break, continuously sucking Souma's cock. The beads of sweat on her back showed her dedication.
The initial premise of "cleaning the discomfort of wet dreams with your mouth" was long forgotten by both of them.
Don't use your teeth.
Suck while entwining your tongue.
Always swallow the semen.
She followed his instructions obediently, and her fellatio skills improved rapidly. Souma knew this was her first time giving a blowjob, but her quick learning surprised him, and his requests escalated.
The sensation of painting a blank canvas with his favorite colors excited him, contributing to his unflagging erection. Souma had ejaculated four times into Kouzuki Mie's mouth and was still hard.
At first, her movements were awkward, but her diligent nature paid off. She soon became as skilled as an experienced prostitute, observing Souma's expressions with upturned eyes, adjusting her speed and suction strength. Her gaze, filled with love and professionalism, sent blood rushing to his groin.
"Kouzuki-san, I'm about to come again...!"
At Souma's announcement of his fifth finish, Kouzuki Mie went into overdrive.
Souma had asked her to continue sucking gently for a while after each ejaculation, providing some interval. However, she was still giving him a non-stop blowjob. Her jaw must be incredibly tired.
Yet, Kouzuki Mie sucked vigorously, making obscene sounds, as if she knew no fatigue. Souma, grateful, thrust his hips and released his fifth load into her mouth.
She gently massaged his balls, sucking up every last drop of semen from his urethra. Reluctantly, she released his glans from her mouth, showing him the semen on her tongue before swallowing it in two gulps.
Souma was captivated by her obedience and felt only satisfaction. He decided there was no rush to lose his virginity in this life. Doing it now would dull the pleasure, which seemed wasteful.
"Thank you, Kouzuki-san. Now I can sleep peacefully."
"Ah, ah... Thank you, Souma-sama... It was like a dream..."
"Kouzuki-san, if you're not too tired, could you continue sucking gently until I fall asleep? I find it most relaxing when you do that."
Souma's request was cruel. He had stimulated her virgin nipples, made her suck his cock for three hours, and now asked her to continue for his sleep. It was almost sadistic.
"It would be my pleasure," Kouzuki Mie replied, of course. During her time in the Samurai, she had undergone much harder training, so physical fatigue was not an issue. She was grateful for the opportunity to repay him.
In this world, sperm was precious. Artificial insemination was the norm, costing tens to hundreds of thousands of yen for a few sperm samples and several months of attempts. Fresh semen from sex was a luxury. Fellatio was merely foreplay, and swallowing fresh semen was a forbidden fruit, a virgin's wildest fantasy.
Kouzuki Mie felt all her life's efforts had been rewarded. It was like a perfect Cinderella story. Even if it was a dream, she knew she would never experience such happiness again.
She decided to cherish this day forever, gently sucking Souma's cock under the futon, ensuring he slept peacefully. As she continued, his cock gradually softened, and his breathing changed to a quiet snore.
He seemed to be in a deep sleep. Kouzuki Mie had fulfilled his wish but couldn't bear to leave her beloved Souma. She kept his flaccid penis in her mouth, unable to stop licking it.
When she touched herself, she found her inner thighs soaked. The realization of her arousal made her love for Souma explode. Unable to resist, she began rubbing her clit with her middle finger, using her own wetness.
"!!!!"
The self-pleasure while sucking Souma's cock and tasting his semen was incredible. She came quickly, struggling to suppress her moans as her body trembled.
She wanted to bask in the afterglow but couldn't collapse on Souma and disturb his sleep. Supporting herself with one arm, she continued to pleasure herself, panting heavily under the futon. She came multiple times, savoring the waves of orgasm.
Exhausted, she eventually passed out with Souma's cock in her mouth, collapsing onto his waist.
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When Souma woke up, he first noticed he was alone in the futon. Feeling a slight loneliness, he turned to see Kouzuki Mie, dressed in her usual Japanese attire, sitting by the sliding door.
Their eyes met, and she smiled. "Good morning, Souma-sama!"
"Morning, Kouzuki-san... And thank you for last night."
"N-no, thank you, Souma-sama."
"I have a request."
"Yes, anything."
"From now on, stay with me until I wake up. I feel lonely waking up alone."
"I'm sorry... Wait, you mean next time too?"
"Do you not want to sleep with me anymore?"
"N-no, of course not! It would be an honor! Please, call on me anytime!"
"Then, please stay with me tonight as well."
"Y-yes! Of course!"
Kouzuki Mie was overwhelmed with emotion, thinking this was a one-time thing. She never imagined reality could surpass her dreams.
Souma reflected on his childishness in teasing her but was satisfied with securing her services for the night.
"I'm getting up," Souma said, rising from the futon. Kouzuki Mie switched to work mode, bowed, and began assisting him in getting dressed.
As she helped him into his Japanese attire, Souma planned to impregnate all the housekeepers in the mansion. He wondered about his own potential, especially his nighttime stamina.
In this world, he wouldn't lack sexual partners. The more he ejaculated, the more he could enjoy life. Last night, despite his fatigue from the exam, his excitement allowed him to come five times. With training, he could increase his maximum.
His memories of his past life reminded him that life was finite. He wanted to make the most of every moment, unlike his previous life as a average salaryman.
His past life was unremarkable, except for his hobby of ancient martial arts. He had no formal training but learned various techniques from his uncle, an self-proclaimed ancient martial arts researcher.
After his uncle's death, he continued practicing as a free hobby. He never sought fights but once threw a group of drunks who harassed him and his colleague on their way home from a bar. His colleagues were shocked, but he believed his actions were justified. After that, he never used his martial arts in public again.
His love life was average. He remembered living with a younger woman in his forties, but they never married. His life lacked a sense of accomplishment or fulfillment. He wanted his life as Aoi Souma to be different, living without regrets.
"Souma-sama, you look handsome today."
Dressed, Souma turned to her, took her hand, and smiled. "Thank you, Kouzuki-san, for everything."
"N-no, it's my duty as your attendant..."
Her face turned bright red, flustered by his sudden gratitude. She had been content just being near him, like air.
Souma found her charming. Even before regaining his past memories, he liked Kouzuki Mie. Her sincerity and dedication resonated with him. Her story inspired him to confront the societal structure he found unacceptable.
Now, with his past memories and a clear understanding of this world's distortions, he felt relieved of his anxieties. He decided to enjoy life to the fullest.
"Souma-sama, the Defense Agency will send an official in about two hours."
"I see."
The news was a stark reminder of reality, but Souma understood the significance of an S-class male Transcender. He didn't think the government's response was particularly quick and was grateful for the time at home.
The Defense Agency oversaw everything related to Transcenders. The "male handler" they sent was like a concierge, catering to his every need. Every male had at least one handler, usually assigned a month after their exam and sperm donation.
"Don't worry. I will protect you, no matter what."
Kouzuki Mie's reassurance dispelled his pessimistic thoughts. Souma smiled at her.
"Then, don't leave my side until I feel safe."
"Of course."
"In that case, I was thinking of taking a bath. Could you wash my back?"
"A bath!?"
"We both sweated a lot yesterday. We have time, so let's go?"
"Y-yes! Gladly!"
Souma suppressed a teasing remark about her sweating again and smiled at her.
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