Chapter 18: Asia Argento

Not only that, it was incredibly hot, and she could smell a strong masculine scent. It was as if it was a real penis, even more impressive than what she had seen in the books.

This isn't a finger.

As Asia reached out to confirm its true nature, her consciousness suddenly became fuzzy. Although Asia had no personal experience with it, it felt as if she had gotten drunk on alcohol. Her vision became hazy, and her thoughts didn't function properly.

Her heart fluttered lightly. She felt a strange sense of exhilaration.

"Slurp, squish, nghh..."

The "finger" inside her mouth was moving forward _____a penis.

It moved deeper and deeper into her mouth until it reached the back of her throat. It was big. And thick. Without any particular doubts, Asia opened her mouth wider, readily accepting the penis.

It intertwined with saliva, and the masculine scent spread in her mouth. It ravaged her nose as it passed through, filling her lungs.

"Mmm...!"

Her thoughts melted away. It felt good. The scent was addictive. She wanted to smell it even more. What was this? Any doubts that naturally would have arisen in her mind were destroyed before they could take shape, preventing Asia from questioning it.

"Slosh, squish, slurp, slop, nnnh...!"

While staring at the door of the toilet in a daze, Asia simply accepted the moving penis in her mouth. At the same time, she used her left hand's fingers to fondle her clitoris, repeatedly running her fingertips over the cherry-colored garden nestled within the parting of her labia.

It feels good, it feels good, it feels good.

Asia spread her legs even wider on the toilet seat. If someone were standing in front of her, her genitals would be completely exposed. By opening her intimate area with her fingers, she also exposed her most private parts.

"Suck, squish, slurp, plop, nnnh...!"

After swallowing the saliva that had accumulated in her mouth, her uterus throbbed. The production of her love juices accelerated. Her fingers, especially the right hand that was caressing her intimate area, were coated in love juices. The amount of love juices was so abundant that it couldn't be wiped away with just her fingers, continuously dripping into the water in the toilet bowl.

She kept sucking the penis and indulging in self-pleasure, becoming nothing more than a pleasure doll. Without questioning the mysterious situation, Asia devoted her time to self-pleasure. There would hardly be a more futile time in her life. But Asia didn't stop.

Increasing the speed of her finger movements felt good. When she peeled back her clitoral hood, she could savor an even greater stimulation. Scratching the vaginal opening with her finger felt good. However, she had to be careful. She must not break her virginity through self-pleasure. Later on, she was planning to have it taken by someone else.

An avalanche of information flooded her brain. What to do, what not to do. Asia swallowed influential information that she couldn't have known on her own and degraded herself into a slave of pleasure.

In the midst of it all, Asia's pleasure amplified significantly.

Her consciousness burst. Her mind went blank from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her entire body, and Asia convulsed while ejaculating. With a forceful "splash," it wet the toilet seat and the floor of the bathroom. Whether she was aware of it or not, under the domination of continuous orgasms, Asia's focus was fixated on the void.

"Mmm... Nghh...!"

At that moment, the meat rod I had in my mouth trembled, and ejaculation began.

Splurt, splurt, splurt, gush, spurt, gulp!

The intense masculine scent, incomparable to moments before, invaded my senses. It was raw and violated Asia's olfactory senses.

With the influx of a large amount of semen, Asia's cheeks swelled up like those of a squirrel.

"Swallow it all."

A male voice resonated in my mind. The thought of having heard it somewhere was immediately severed, and Asia obediently started swallowing the semen as instructed. Not a single drop could be spilled. If any were wasted, it would inconvenience someone important. Incongruous conclusions spread throughout my mind as if they were natural.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp...!"

With a squirt, Asia took in the semen while squirting her own juices. Her throat, stomach, and entire body delighted in the touch of the milky fluid. Each gulp brought forth a sense of happiness that expanded within Asia, causing her slender waist to sway from side to side. The transparent juices that were released intermittently matched her movements, contaminating every spot on the floor.

Milky fluid accumulated in her stomach. Countless climaxes.

It seemed that innocent Asia had experienced too many unknown sensations.

Leaning against the tank of the toilet, Asia fainted. Even during her unconsciousness, the squirting did not cease.

The floor became soaked. With both legs spread wide open, Asia sat on the toilet seat, a blonde beauty trembling and closing her eyes. If an inexperienced man were to see her, he would ejaculate without even touching her. The dense scent of a female filled the air.

With a squelching sound, the meat rod detached from Asia's mouth. Using her soft lips, she carefully wiped off the semen from the glans, as if it were dissolving into the atmosphere. It disappeared as if it had never been there.

Several hours later, Asia awakened, realizing her own mistake, blushing with embarrassment, and discreetly cleaning up the aftermath.

Inside Asia's stomach, the cloudy milky fluid swayed like a turbid stream, but Asia never noticed it. Slowly being digested over time, it became nourishment, circulating within Asia's body.