As A Result of Trying To Live An Erotic Slow-Life, I Have Become The Underground Ruler of This Upside-Down Otherworld - Chapter 32: Frustrated Desire Psychology

Chapter 31: Frustrated Desires

“Ku, u… amazing… ssu…”

Maybe it’s better to call it unexpected.

Kazune, who I thought was seasoned with men, satisfied and asleep after just one round.

“Ku… nihe, ehehe.”

“Cute as hell, though.”

My groin won’t calm down.

Seeing a woman this satisfied, with such a peaceful expression, doesn’t cool me off—it fires me up more.

“Hmm…”

It’s been a while since I’ve dealt with a customer.

I focused entirely on her pleasure. Her expression proves I did a solid job, so I can pat myself on the back.

But my little guy’s being a real pain.

Honestly, some weird voice in my head’s been screaming since earlier.

More women, more release.

“This ain’t good, is it?”

How’d it come to this?

I’m used to outlasting partners, still raring to go.

But this urge to keep seeking women is a first.

“For now… hm?”

Leaving a customer alone in bed’s kinda messed up, but I might pounce if I stay. I try to slip out, but my finger catches.

“…Man, why are this world’s ‘ugly’ women so damn cute?”

Is she saying don’t go? Her fingers grip mine.

A gal like her doing this makes my heart skip—cut it out.

It’s, well, it’s just…

It’s awful to say, but that’s all it took for her to end up like this—this world’s “ugly” women.

It’s too perfect for me, but it makes me think about their struggles.

I don’t want to be some savior, and I can’t.

Serika’s special—a unique case.

Back when I was clueless, I still had enough sense to feel responsibility.

That’s why I bought her out, made her mine.

“Ugh… sigh. Even getting serious doesn’t help.”

Trying to think dark thoughts doesn’t drown out the lustful voice in my head.

It’s getting louder, and the heat in my pants is hitting my brain.

“But I can’t move… ugh.”

I want to take her.

She was great—her pussy was just right, with perfect grip, a service-type hole.

Slow sex would work fine, so maybe sneak in some sleep sex—

“No way… ugh, come on.”

I reach for the magic stone.

A sliver of calm, or reason, says I did good work, so don’t ruin it, but…

“Hey, Mia? Sorry, can you come up?”

Gotta handle this while I’ve got some sense left.

※

“Nchuu♡ Ngu♡.”

I call Mia, and she seems to get the situation just by looking.

No exasperation or annoyance—she looks thrilled, slipping into bed and nuzzling my crotch.

“Guh… feels good…”

“Nfu…♡ Pero, pero, ree… n, chuu, chuu♡ Amu, haa♡.”

Her eyes beam with joy, then she raises a finger—Kazune might wake up.

Her eager blowjob resumes.

Mia’s learned my weak spots too well.

“Guh.”

“—♡.”

My hips buck involuntarily. Seeing that, Mia’s all smiles, relentlessly licking my frenulum.

Her small face, her perfect nose brushing my tip.

Her tiny mouth, her tongue dancing along my shaft.

Can’t make noise or Kazune’ll wake, so I stifle my voice, savoring the pleasure.

“Haa… nchuu♡ Chuu, chuu, chuu♡ Nfu.”

Kisses climb from the base to the tip, a sucking kiss at the end.

“…Time to eat. Feel so good, okay?”

In a small voice, she says it.

“Haa… nju.”

Warmth envelops me, sliding deep into her throat.

“Ngu, ogu♡.”

How does it fit so deep? Like a bottomless swamp.

“Ngo… ju, juru♡ Nbu♡.”

She takes it to the base, grinding her face to let me feel her throat.

If I open my mouth, I’ll groan how good it feels.

Holding back is my brake—I know if I speak, I’ll ravage Mia.

It’d mean ignoring Kazune, still sleeping beside us.

“Go, kofu♡ Nju♡ Juru♡ Nnn♡.”

Stroking Mia’s head with my free hand, she lightly climaxes.

She’s really become a pathetic loli hole. Where’s that bratty vibe? Though I’m just as bad, getting played by her.

“Nbu, zuzozo♡ Njuru, nn♡.”

But she doesn’t stop.

Her “me first” mentality’s unchanged—she’d probably blow me forever unless I say stop.

“N… what’s up… ssu?”

Oh, crap. Kazune’s rubbing her eyes, all drowsy.

“Ni!? S-sorry, seeing your face got me all worked up.”

“A, au… c-come on, Arius-san, you perv… ssu…”

Did I wiggle too much? No way she misses Mia in the sheets.

B-but she hasn’t noticed? We good?

She gives a sleepy, goofy grin.

“So happy… ssu… b-but my tummy’s full… ssu…”

“Oh, r-really? Th-then, uh, n-next time, yeah?”

Oi, Mia, you jerk!? Stop swirling your tongue while you’re sucking!?

Some kind of protest, damn it!

“N, n… b-but, uh…”

“Ni, o-oh, wanna kiss?”

Haa, deep kiss, here we go.

Yup, she looks super happy, so please sleep, I beg you.

“Night, Kazune-san.”

“G’night… ssu…”

…She’s out? Out, right?

“Nfufu♡.”

“…”

You’re in for it later… but for now.

“Nbufu!?”

Gonna bust one. Honestly, I leaked a bit earlier.

“Ngu, ngu♡ Pua… nfufu♡ Pero, nnn… tasty.”

The loli scoops and licks spilled semen with her finger. So erotic.

Phew… one shot, and I’m cooling off a bit.

“Mia, keep it up.”

“Nn♡ Y-yes♡.”

Mia and I always end up in weird sex situations.

Kinda miss her syrupy dirty talk, though.

“Hapu♡.”

Gotta take responsibility and let her calm me down.

※

And so, morning comes.

Mia milked me five times, ending with a super semen-scented burp before heading back to her room, looking pleased.

Morning sex with Kazune was, as expected, kiss-heavy but kept soft. She’s got work later, so I limited it to two light climaxes. Wonder what she does for work.

Seeing Kazune off, all satisfied and energetic, I head to breakfast.

“—”

“What’s with this vibe?”

The air’s heavy as hell. Towa’s stirring an empty pot with a ladle, kara kara, and Serika’s sitting triangle-style on the floor.

“Goshujin-sama…”

“Arius-sama…”

“Uh, yeah?”

What the hell happened? I straighten up, ready to listen.

“Why was it Mia!?”

“I-I could’ve b-been used, desu!!”

“Alright, meeting’s over. Everyone, eat breakfast.”

““W-what!?””

They harmonized. You two get along, huh?

But seriously?

“Okay, Towa, what would you have done in that situation?”

“Of course, let Goshujin-sama enjoy my body, desu!”

Towa gets dumb sometimes, doesn’t she? When her brain’s in her crotch, she’s a hopeless kitty.

“And you, Serika?”

“T-to Arius-sama! U-use my body, desu!”

You guys, really?

“You’re both so passive, I’d have to take the lead, and keeping quiet to not wake the person next to us? Impossible. Even if you could, can you handle me thrusting and not make a sound?”

““We can’t!””

Stop harmonizing.

That’s the deal.

I won’t say it to their faces, but Towa’s oral game’s still weak.

She’s fine for finishing when I’m close, but an all-in blowjob might not cut it.

Serika’d happily suck if I asked, but it’s not about that.

It’s like, Welcome to my mouth! Use it as you please!—a full-on irrumatio invite.

“Not to knock you, but in that moment, Mia was the only one I could think of.”

“Muu.”

“I’m the worst for losing control, so… sorry, both of you.”

“Hiu!? S-s-s-sorry, desu! I-it’s Arius-sama’s w-wish, desu!”

If I’m making excuses, Mia’s a pro at sucking and serving.

I leaned on her knowing she’d get off without me doing much, but I’ll keep that to myself.

It’s still just an excuse.

Using someone because I’m in a pinch is only okay with Serika—she’s my clear property.

With Towa or Mia, it’s a request, a favor owed.

I’ll have to repay it somehow, not with money—they don’t want that—but something else.

Thinking that, I feel guilty about Kazune.

Ignoring it’s not praiseworthy, and I doubt she didn’t notice. She probably pretended not to. Hope she comes back.

But man, what was up with me last night?

I always prioritize my partner’s pleasure, not mine.

Never felt this need to keep going, and mentally, I was usually drained, not hyped.

“Hmm.”

“Goshujin-sama, desu?”

“Arius-sama, desu?”

This is a problem.

Commercial sex isn’t satisfying my desires anymore. Well, it’s not supposed to, but still.

Getting frustrated from sex? I’m like a wife unsatisfied with her husband. Grim thought.

“Look, Towa, Serika. Don’t you feel weird about me holding you after other women?”

“Not at all, desu.”

“A-anytime’s f-f-fine, desu!”

Seriously?

Guess after commercial sex, I might need to go to all three, including Mia. Full-on frustrated wife vibes.

Since Kazune wasn’t enough, I’m some gourmet, huh? Maybe it’s mental.

“Got it. Sorry, but… after I take clients, I might need to rely on you guys.”

“Understood, desu!”

“U-use me anytime, p-please, desu!”