I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 14 - Two Girls One Pimp ❤

"—and because of that title... uhhh... I and my every partner receive bonus... ohhh... stats. There are also some skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiills... uff... which work after sealing the contract. For example... oh, fuck meeee..."

As Emi playfully takes her turn with my dick, I'm trying my best to have a decent conversation with Safi, but I'm failing miserably.

"Okay, that's impossible. Let's continue in a moment."

I finally give up and decide to focus on Emi's mouth. She might not have a tongue or textured internal walls of her cheeks, but that does not change the fact that her blowjob feels equally insane to Safi's.

Behind those barely developed lips is just her body all of slime. So having my penis in there feels just like sticking it into a sapient blob of frosty jelly. How does that feel any good while she is not moving her head? Well, that jelly can apply different pressure at different spots in different patterns. And that's exactly what she is currently doing.

My cock, surrounded by all this slime, is constantly being attacked by various movements from all sides and angles. At one time, it's being stroked bit by bit from the root up to the glans with incremental force, at the other, it's being kneaded from the sides in a spiral motion. The range of these actions is unbelievable and I constantly see my penis being pushed around inside her mouth. It's like watching myself getting jerked off by ghost hands. Or amazingly advanced, almost sci-fi level, ultra-mechanic onahole. Not like I ever saw one with this many options.

"Told you it would feel heavenly no matter which one of you tried, right?"

Smiling, I pat Emi's head. She answers by increasing the force of the movements and shaking her butt joyfully. Safi moves closer and pushes me down onto my back.

[Can't be helped then. We just have to make Master cum quickly so we can resume our talk.]

With a mischievous smile, she leans over me and steals my lips. Her tongue wildly explores the insides of my mouth, entwining with my own from time to time. She pulls away with a string of saliva connecting our faces. Or it's her slimy equivalent. I don't really care.

She moves to where Emi enjoys her meal and disappears behind her. I wonder what she is going to do, but I don't need to wait too long to find out.

"Oooooohhhh..."

Just a moment later, she makes use of one of the advantages she holds over Emi—her tongue—and starts gently licking my balls while the other one applies pressure on my dick.

"A tag-team, huh?"

I raise myself on my elbows, and still lying, watch as the two of them work over my cock. They must have started communicating because every time Safi focuses on one testicle, Emi pressures my member pushing it to the opposite side.

"That's a bit... too much... guuuh..."

Being toyed with for something like seven or ten minutes now, if we include the time during my poor attempts to speak with Safi, I'm slowly approaching my current limit of how long I can hold my orgasm back. As if sensing my distress, Safi launches an attack on my left testicle by taking it inside her mouth and sucking ferociously. Emi joins the assault and starts tickling the right one while applying a strong pulling-sucking motion over my whole shaft in waves. I can see it being kneaded from the bottom to the top by the pressure.

"You girls... are just... hoooh... cumming!"

I release my hot seed into Emi's cold insides. Wave after wave, my throbbing cock spits white milk, creating surreal patterns in her slime. Taking one last suck, Emi backs away to consume the meal, while her core dances happily around the collected semen. Safi doesn't waste a second and starts licking my tip, expecting to receive some more juice.