Just moments after I swat the pink window away, I start to notice a faint connection between me and the girls. It's nothing as complex as mind-reading, but I can barely feel their emotions. Happiness and gratitude are flowing into me, along with an expectant mood. Safi is eager to continue where we left off in the morning while Emi sends off slightly sad yet curious feelings, most likely due to her inability to advance with Safi.
Emi rubs her cheeks against mine after we part our lips and then creates some distance between us. Safi looks at her and turns back to me.
[She says that she will leave it to me since I should do better in making Master feel good with this body.]
I shake my head. "I bet it will feel heavenly no matter which one of you tries. But, I can't split myself, so let's feel good together first, Safi." I reach out to pat Emi's head. "I'll take care of you next."
We sit on the edge of the bed. Safi is resting between my legs with her chest pressed into mine. I move my hand to her face and gently brush the surface of her cheek while gazing into her big sapphire eyes.
"Can you feel this?"
[Yes. It feels really warm.] She smiles. [But Master can be more forceful. Our external coating is highly resistant.]
I apply a bit more force to my touch. The areas I graze with my fingers dent in a little and it feels like I'm kneading one of those sand sacks I've played with as a kid but if they were a bit more springy and elastic. Safi's smile grows a bit bigger so I guess she started feeling it more.
Pulling her face closer, I join our lips. At first, we just exchange a few gentle pecks, but then our lips entwine more seductively and our tongues meet. I get goosebumps. A frosty and textured object prods my own tongue. We fall into a deep kiss and drips of saliva start escaping our mouths. Hers is chilly like from a mountain's water stream.
After a minute or two, we back away. My heart is beating faster than usual and the tent down below has already been fully set up.
[Master's saliva... is so tasty....] Safi brushes the edge of my mouth with her finger and licks it charmingly. I chuckle a bit.
"And yours is very cool and refreshing." I flash her a playful smile.
Safi responds with her own smile and steps back from my legs. She glances at Emi. In the next moment, both of them start undressing me. Safi unpins the buttons of my vest and shirt while Emi peels them off me from the back. In half a minute, I'm left with just my shorts.
Safi's shirt playfully slides down off her in front of me, leaving her with just the black panties. I place my hand on her soft belly and trace circles with it, slowly moving down. When I reach the black material, I use both of my hands to pull it down. A string of slimy liquid connects their bottom to the perfect small mound between her legs. I'm not sure if she can imitate love juices, but it's not like I care if they are scientifically correct.
Safi moves her hands towards my crotch and removes my underwear, revealing my penis already at full attention.
[So this is where Human males feel good, right?] She kneels down and gently embraces it with her frosty palm.
"Ooooohh... Yeah... You can say that..." I exhale while shivers overcome me again.
Her hand is not cold or frigid; it's cool and chilly but to a pleasurable degree. Suddenly, an urge to feel up her insides starts rising in me.
[Unfortunately, that girl didn't experience sex in her lifetime, so I'm not sure how to make Master feel good properly. Besides some ideas she had in her mind,] Safi conveys, slightly down.
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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
FantasíaAlastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he...