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EP.293 Custom S-Rank Onahole Qatar (1)

Between her plump, springy ass cheeks, I could see the thick, luscious folds of her pussy.

Love nectar dripped down, making it glisten

it looked so irresistibly delicious my mouth was watering.

I’ve fucked countless women before,

but never have I felt such a powerful pull.

Is this what a bug feels, drawn helplessly to honey?

There is no way I can resist sucking this.

“Mmhh♥!”

Slurp! Sluuurp! Sluurrrp!

Pushing apart her folds, I greedily drank down Qatar’s nectar.

Sweet. No sweet isn’t enough of a word.

Qatar’s nectar was beyond addictive more potent than any drug.

If a man could live healthily just consuming nectar alone,

I would happily spend the rest of my life with nothing but this streaming into my mouth.

It was just that enticing, that intoxicatingly good.

“Haa…♥. Master, were you that thirsty♥?”

Slluurp! Sluurp! Slurp!

Right now, answering would be a waste of breath.

How could something this delicious exist in the world?

How much time have I wasted up to this point?

I’d had milk dispensers aplenty before,

but thinking back there wasn’t a single woman whose nectar was truly worthy.

‘Wait a second.’

Now Qatar is my onahole, isn’t she?

That means… I can drink her nectar for the rest of my life?

‘Yeah this is the life!’

“Drink slowly♥. There’s plenty more nectar♥.”

Suuck! Sluuurp! Slurp!

I pressed my lips directly to her clit and sucked.

The harder I sucked, the more nectar gushed wildly out,

her moans growing stickier and sweeter with each passing moment.

But it still wasn’t enough.

This much couldn’t possibly quench my thirst.

“Heeit♥!”

Slurp! Thrust! Slurp! Thrust!

I stirred her pussy with my fingers while I sucked her clit.

Finally, the composure in Qatar’s voice vanished,

replaced with an edge of impatience.

The more her nectar increased, the more her hips shook.

Even if she was an S-rank onahole,

I’d faced countless other S-rank girls before.

“Hnnngh♥! Wait…♥! I’m comiiing♥!”

Splurt! Splash! Splurt!

In the end, my skilled tongue broke the will of that thick, dark pussy.

Her legs stayed firm,

but her hips sagged down, ready to welcome my cock.

Time for the main course.

“Your cock is as magnificent as ever♥. I wonder how long you’ll last this time♥?”

“Qatar, this time won’t be so easy for you!”

“Hhuuht♥!”

Thrust!

My massive cock slid all the way to the root in one go.

Maybe she got careless, thinking of the way I was before

but my cock has grown in every sense since then.

Judging me on old data that was your first mistake, Qatar.

“Hhhngh♥! I admit, I underestimated you this time♥. Mmmh♥! But what if I do… this♥?”

‘Here it comes!’

Qatar’s black hole pussy.

A monstrous suction like it would swallow up everything.

I could feel her desperate obsession, as if she wouldn’t let a single drop of cum in my balls escape.

But I didn’t waste my training in China.

You think I’m going to cum that easily?

“What, why isn’t it…?”

“In China, I learned a lot. Especially about controlling my qi.”

Martial artists talk about making a vessel in their danjeon,

drawing qi from there to use.

But I learned to draw qi up from below that

from my balls directly controlling it there.

Back then, I was helplessly milked dry,

but now that I know how to control my energy, I can hold out.

“Nnngghhh♥! Uuunhh♥!”

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

And the best part is this hardness.

Hard enough to clash with a steel sword without so much as a scratch.

With something like this pounding her womb,

even an S-rank onahole couldn’t endure easily.

A cock of perfect unity both spear and shield.

That’s what my cock is now.

“Ooohh♥! Unghut♥! This is the first time I’ve cum over and over like this♥!”

Thrustthrustthrust!

Qatar’s tongue went slack from my fierce thrusting.

How many men in the world could handle her pussy?

Likely only me, or perhaps Lexus, the American director candidate.

This was a poor, unfortunate pussy that had never known a real man before now.

So I’ll make sure she understands

teach her, with my cock, directly in her body.

“Master, my head’s going weird♥! I want to think, but I can’t think at all♥!”

“You don’t need to think right now. Just take it!”

“Uhhuuhhh♥! Mmmmh♥!”

Thrustthrustthrustthrust!

Her breath turned into pants, human language lost,

any thought of her hometown view forgotten.

Now, her entire world was just my cock hammering her womb

this vulgar, sweaty joining filling her reality.

It seemed her pussy was beginning to lose control completely,

the suction turning insane as it begged for my cum.

This time this might be

the best orgasm of my life.

Let’s enjoy the first true creampie in her.

“Qatar. I’m cumming!”

“Hhhhuuuuhhh♥!”

Viewwwwwwwwwut! Viewwwut! Spurt! Spurt!

An incredible flood of thick semen poured out.

It felt like three times my usual output.

‘This is S-rank onahole number 3.’

One orgasm from her was enough to make my head spin.

Chelsea was right at rank 3 and above, they aren’t human anymore.

Even I’ve gone far beyond human limits when it comes to this,

and if even I can barely handle her, other men wouldn’t stand a chance.

Going straight past rank 4 and taking rank 3 first it’s no wonder it was tough.

But not screwing the onahole I’ve claimed would be rude.

“Master’s cock♥. It got me so delirious I nearly lost my mind♥.”

When it was over,

her voice returned to its languid tone,

but her eyes now held a deep affection incomparable to before.

It felt less like she was just calling herself my onahole

and more like she was declaring herself truly, completely mine.

“Hhhuhhh♥!”

On trembling legs, Qatar collapsed into my arms.

Falling into me, she let a sweet moan escape,

panting softly against me as warmth spread between us

then whispered into my ear.

“Master. Would you like to test one of the potions I made♥?”

“Ohhh?”

Looked like Qatar was fired up now, too.

And I’m never one to refuse something like that.

“Here we are, Master. This is my laboratory.”

Qatar’s lab.

Honestly, it looked less like a lab and more like

a witch’s hut transplanted right here.

A huge cauldron bubbled with some suspicious liquid in the center.

On the walls and shelves, dried salamanders, frogs

all the kinds of things you’d never see in an ordinary medicine.

“Qatar, you’re a witch, aren’t you?”

“Oh my, since you already know, there’s no need to hide it. I’m the only witch left in this world.”

She didn’t argue or make excuses

she affirmed it without hesitation.

It felt like some wall between us broke down in that moment.

Sex really does change things, huh.

“This is where you made the cock-growing potion, right?”

“Yes, and many others as well.”

The cock-growth potion was bought by Yumi, not me

but I was the one who actually used it.

Back then, before I learned to make clones,

I’d wished I could fuck both pussy and ass at the same time.

Now with clones, I didn’t use it often,

but it still remained one of the most useful potions I’d ever consumed.

Seeing the place that created something so great

it felt like glimpsing some awesome hidden secret.

“Here, let me explain some. This here will increase the size of sperm enough that you could see them with the naked eye. It’ll heighten your pleasure when you cum, and boost pregnancy chances, too.”

“How big are we talking?”

“About a centimeter.”

A whole centimeter.

Doesn’t sound like much, but

real sperm are only about 50 micrometers across.

That’s a growth of some two hundred times.

An average man shoots about 60 million sperm per ejaculation…

but for me, the issue is my output.

At nearly a full liter per shot,

if I took that potion and made them bigger

how many women could possibly take it?

“You’re not saying no.”

“Ah, you caught that?”

A normal man might be afraid or put off.

But living in this altered world,

I’ve been warped in more ways than I can count.

If anything, I’m curious to see what would happen afterward.

“Hehe, very well. It takes about an hour to take effect, and lasts for a full day.”

“Then I should drink it now.”

Without hesitation, I downed it.

I caught the faintest note of admiration in Qatar’s eyes.

“As expected of Master. Most would ask about side effects first.”

“Doesn’t matter. I know you wouldn’t give me anything bad. I trust you.”

“……….”

Her eyes trembled at my words

almost as if she hadn’t expected trust like that,

as if she’d wanted me to doubt her instead.

She closed her mouth, bowing her head low.

“How can you trust me like that? You barely know me.”

“I don’t. We’ve only been together a few times.”

All I really knew of Qatar was

that she was the owner of the secret shop, an S-rank onahole

and sister to a younger girl, Halo, who’d been gravely ill.

But now Halo was healthy again, so that barely mattered.

“A man should trust his woman. That’s the least he should do.”

“…Trust his woman.”

A man who can’t trust his own woman has no confidence in himself,

so he’ll always doubt others.

I, on the other hand, always trust my woman completely.

Even if betrayed, that resolve wouldn’t change.

“Sigh. That’s incredible, truly fitting for my Master to say.”

She looked distant, but

her eyes were warmer than ever like sunlight breaking through a dark cloud.

“It wouldn’t be fair if only you took a potion, Master.”

She pressed a section of the storage case,

revealing a hidden compartment stuffed with countless colorful potions.

Detailed descriptions were written beneath them.

“I have potions to enlarge breasts, ass, even the clitoris; ones to enhance sensitivity; ones to turn a pussy into a continuous clitoral-orgasm machine pretty much anything.”

“So showing me these means…”

She leaned against the wall with a coy smile.

“The reason I became an S-rank onahole was for power. With that status, I could get anything.”

“………….”

So she’d hidden that truth.

Rather than feeling betrayed,

I felt something closer to sympathy.

Maybe she hadn’t told me the entire past,

but I could sense the sudden loss of her sister to illness,

the responsibility of trying to cure her alone,

and the genuine heart hidden under her bright smile.

That, alone, was worth more than a thousand explanations.