episode_0016

“Massage?”

No. 25’s hand holding the bottle trembled pitifully at the absurd request. Aser lightly held No. 25’s trembling hand and calmed him down. Number 25’s tremors were gradually subsiding under Aser’s warm touch.

Aser gently raised the corners of his mouth and spoke to No. 25.

“Okay, can’t a slave at least give a massage for his master?”

It was unreasonable. Number 25 earnestly complained to Aser about his lack of ability with an embarrassed expression.

“But I’ve never done anything like this before… .”

Aser’s hand, which had been holding No. 25’s hand, gradually moved upward and lightly pinched No. 25’s soft cheek.

“You don’t have to worry so much. All I have to do is put oil on my hands and rub my body. Isn’t it simple?”

After listening to Aser’s explanation, No. 25, who thought that he could do it to that extent, nodded with a determined expression. Using unfamiliar hand movements, I tilted the bottle and poured some oil into my hand, then carefully set the bottle down.

Aser saw this and completely took off his half-naked gown.

White skin, breasts that rise up like mountain peaks, and pink nipples that look like fruit at the end. Unlike Charlotte, she had a smooth vagina without a single thread and her pink lips were tightly closed, making her so beautiful that it took my breath away. No. 25 could not take his eyes off Aser’s body and stared blankly.

Even Aser, who was not used to the gaze of men, was able to notice No. 25’s gaze.

“This is my first time being seen by a man, did you like my body that much?”

No. 25 urgently turned his gaze at Aser’s words.

The sight was so cute that Aser smiled and gently grabbed No. 25’s chin and pulled it towards him. Number 25’s face was already stained red like a ripe apple.

“If you want to see more, you can.”

Aser’s chest bounced beautifully in reaction to the action he had just taken.

“You can look,” he said as if he was asking No. 25’s intentions, but in reality, it was no different from ordering him to look straight in this direction.

Number 25, still blushing, looked at Aser’s body carefully.

It was different from the story I heard from the family who had been sold into sexual slavery. They say that all women’s bodies have sagging belly fat and breasts, and that their vulva, which is so worn and worn that it looks like meat, smells like a chicken coop, but Aser and Charlotte did not fit into any of these descriptions.

In fact, the more he looked at it, the more Number 25’s body became hotter.

Aser gave the following suggestion to No. 25, who was staring at his body.

“Do you want to touch it?”

Number 25 was startled and pulled back his face, which had already come close to Aser’s chest.

“Jeez, how could I take the Demon King’s body…? .”

“I’m going to touch a lot from now on, but this much is okay, right?”

Aser took No. 25’s hand and brought it to his chest. The large breasts felt like they were overflowing from the hand, and had enough elasticity that if you pressed them hard, they would pop back out with your fingers.

A very different sensation from the feeling of having your fingers buried in shallots. Number 25 forgot for a moment that Aser was the Demon King and was absorbed in massaging his chest.

Aser whispered, lightly stroking No. 25’s head as his eyes turned to the touching of his breast like a child.

“You can touch me more.”

As soon as he finished speaking, No. 25 gathered Aser’s chest with both hands and stroked it in a circular motion. I don’t know if it was the oil on my hands, but the area No. 25 touched felt hot.

Aser barely suppressed a groan and gently removed No. 25.

Aser, who was breathing harder than before, was still thinking about No. 25’s touch on his heart.

‘I didn’t notice it when I touched it alone, but since the man’s hand touched it, it felt hotter than usual… .’

I was sure that if I had suffered any more than this, I would have been the one who lost the initiative. Aser spoke to No. 25 in a somewhat calm voice.

“Is that enough? Let’s get started.”

What happens when this touch touches a more sensitive area? I couldn’t bear it anymore. After finishing preparations, Aser immediately lay down on the bed. Number 25 had just touched her breasts vigorously, but she was wondering if she could really do more than this, so she asked Aser again.

“Can I do it right here?”

“It’s okay because you can change the sheets later.”

It was a roughly conceived plan with no intention of massaging, but rather wanting to feel No. 25’s touch, so everything else didn’t matter. I just wanted to quickly let No. 25 touch various parts of my body.

Number 25 trailed off and announced the start in a trembling voice.

“Then let’s begin… .”

Number 25 climbed on Aser’s back and started pressing her erector muscles with his small hands, starting from near her shoulder blades.

Number 25, who had never had a massage in her life, had no way of doing it well. It was immature handwork with no pressure, but it ended up being a good thing.

Aser let out a small moan every time the cold oil and No. 25’s clumsy hands touched his body. The senses I felt in invisible places felt more sensitive than usual.

“Ugh… .”

Number 25 also carefully rubbed Aser’s back with a trembling hand. I wondered if it was right to just rub it moderately like this, but since the Aser underneath was making a pleasant sound, I was thinking that of course it was the right thing to do.

‘Demon King’s skin, soft… .’

Even number 25, who was ignorant of the female body, was fully aware of the fact that Aser’s skin had become softer than before due to his touch.

Aser spoke to No. 25, who was only touching his back and shoulders out of embarrassment.

“When giving a massage, can’t I just touch that side?”

“Yes? but… .”

“Do this properly too.”

Aser’s gaze was directed downward, and No. 25 quickly realized that this was her buttocks.

Even if he refused, Aser was not the kind of person who would accept it. Number 25 moved his body slightly downward without saying anything.

“Then please excuse me… .”

I started to feel much more tense than when I touched my back and shoulders. No. 25 took a deep breath, cleaned his neck with dry needles, and then placed his hands on Aser’s large buttocks.

Just like when I was touching the breasts earlier, I grabbed each buttock and moved it around like I was rolling a ball.

It was a much softer texture than I imagined. Every time his hand slipped and his finger touched the anus or vagina, No. 25 was startled and apologized to Aser.

Aser buried his face in the pillow and muttered softly.

“There is no need to apologize… Ugh… Because it’s perfect right now.”

Number 25 pressed Aser’s buttocks again. Aser’s voice began to flow between the pillows, but No. 25 was trying hard to pretend not to notice.

As the intercourse began to erupt, Aser’s most private part, the vagina, which had been keeping its lips tightly shut, also twitched convulsively, gradually opening its pink petals.

“Ha… good… . No. 25, do you have talent?”

No. 25’s eyes were suddenly fixed on Aser’s opened vagina. It was my first time seeing a woman’s genitals in such close detail.

Charlotte also became curious about a place that wasn’t really shown to her.

Number 25 carefully placed his hand on the open vagina with a trembling hand. Naturally, she thought that Aser would reject her or get angry at her actions that clearly crossed the line, but she quietly accepted No. 25’s hand.

“Ugh… Haha… .”

Aser’s waist twitched and his buttocks lifted little by little.

The raised buttocks showed in more detail the anus and vagina, which were glistening with sticky oil. Number 25, who saw this, could feel his dick gradually swelling inside his pajamas.

Cooper fluid was forming little by little at the tip of the glans that was throbbing.

My heart was beating so fast that I thought the sound of my heartbeat could echo throughout the room.

‘It would be a big problem if something strange like this were discovered… I want to touch the devil’s body a little more… I want to know more. If this hole gets eaten, my dick… ‘What happens?’

No. 25’s worries were for naught, but Aser had already noticed. No. 25 He didn’t realize it because he was concentrating on her vagina, but his dick had been poking Aser’s skin since a while ago.

Any more than this is dangerous. If you do it wrong, you will end up becoming a lewd woman who just wants to be fucked by a dick. I couldn’t show No. 25 such a disheveled appearance anymore. With his face still buried in the pillow, Aser urgently shouted to No. 25.

“, that’s enough… ! You may go… !”

No. 25, who heard Aser’s slightly raised voice, thought he had made a mistake, and quickly left the room in a hesitant manner as if running away.

In an empty room with no one except him, Aser wriggled his back and belatedly reached the climax he had barely been able to hold back.

Aser’s vagina, which had already opened wide, was overflowing with a sticky liquid that could not be determined whether it was her own love juice or the oil touched by No. 25, soaking the sheets.

If I hadn’t made him stop there, he would have come to an ugly climax in front of No. 25.

Aser, who was immersed in the lingering mood of the climax for a while in the room where No. 25 left, remembered an important fact.

‘Wait a minute, if I had said that I would do it for him instead of receiving it from No. 25, then I could have touched that guy’s entire body as I wanted… .’

Aser, who realized this fact too late, suddenly regained his energy and started kicking the blanket and doll while lying down.

To miss such a precious opportunity was to leave a mark of resentment on my face.

But No. 25 does not run away. There was still plenty of daylight and plenty of opportunity to try.

Aser slowly closed his eyelids, promising himself that he would definitely try tomorrow.