In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant

We exchanged bows with an air of “Shall we begin?” and shared a wry smile.

Lick

Smooch

Before I knew it, I had Hisui-san’s cock in my mouth on the first move.

Slurp, slurp…

The sound of water echoed.

(Wait, isn’t there supposed to be an order…?)

I thought we had planned something more romantic with an order and all, but I couldn’t resist the incredible magnetism of the main rod.

I had built up a lot of frustration during the last few milkings, and the desire to taste it directly, without a condom, had accumulated.

Plus, it’s our usual way to do this…

So, it’s safe! Overwhelmingly safe!

I made such a self-justifying excuse in my mind.

Now, about the taste…

It felt unusually delicious.

I mean, Hisui-san’s is clean, with the foreskin fully retractable, well-washed, so there’s no taste of smegma or urine.

I’ve heard that generally, men’s foreskins don’t retract, with 80% having phimosis, making it impossible to clean, and thus, the flavor is almost always that. That’s why the few who’ve tried say they don’t want it directly. It’s said to be an exciting thing, or those who want to lick it are mocked as having virgin fantasies…

But the clean, fully retractable one I had in my mouth now was amazingly tasty.

When it’s clean and retractable, it’s tasty and fun, and the slight saltiness from the pre-ejaculate leaking from the tip is even more delicious. I see, so this is what those who say it’s tasty mean. I should apologize for the “virgin fantasy” comments when I get the chance.

The main event, the semen, would be even more delicious, and I’d love to drink it, but swallowing it right away feels wrong, and since my main goal is to be ejaculated inside, it’s an impossible choice between two options.

My vision shifts slightly; Hisui-san gently moves my bangs out of the way.

(It’s tasty and fun, right?)

I convey this with an upward glance because my mouth is full, so I couldn’t speak immediately.

Rub, rub…

My head and cheeks were gently stroked.

(Anything wrong?)

I look up, still with my mouth full.

Pat, pat…

Just being gently stroked. Hisui-san’s face was very kind, and I realized I wasn’t being scolded.

Actually, even though it’s not an erogenous zone, why does this simple stroking feel so good?

Is something coming out?

It was strange even to me, but just this was enough to feel fulfilled to the point of climax.

(Mm? Mmm~!?)

I climaxed without being able to make a sound because I had it in my mouth.

Pop…

I instinctively let go to catch my breath.

Huff, huff…

After catching my breath, another round.

“It’s about to come out.”

Tap, tap

With his words and the touch of his fingers, I understood Hisui-san was ready.

Actually, I knew that, though.

I wanted to drink it like this, but when he says so, what can I do? Reluctantly, I let go.

Instead, Hisui-san’s lips met mine.

Just the touch of lips felt incredibly good.

(Oh no, I’m coming again…)

Just that was enough to make me come again; my insides and my whole body shook and trembled.

Having come twice, all sorts of fluids were leaking out, feeling it dripping from where it shouldn’t. Did the lubricant even matter?

I could tell I was already a mess, ready for more.

“Amazing, huh?”

Hisui-san said, and I looked around, wondering what he meant.

I noticed there were damp spots on the sheets around me, not just from drool but from love juice or squirt.

It was clearly more than the amount of lubricant we started with.

I don’t think it was pee, though.

“Time to switch, huh?”

Normally, it’s the woman who works from start to finish, riding on top and moving her hips.

But having come so many times, my head wasn’t working, and I couldn’t move.

“Hyai”

That’s all I could say.

At this rate, I’d probably come instantly and embarrassingly as soon as I got on top.

I thought I was the one attacking, but I was just a pathetic loser.

Ugh…

Roll…

I was gently pushed, and I rolled over without resistance.

What I thought was hidden earlier was now beyond hiding.

I could feel Hisui-san’s gaze fixated there.

I wanted it inside, all the foreplay and stuff didn’t matter anymore.

So, with my last bit of effort, I spread wide and invited.

“Please…”

After that, it was just incredible.

The sensation of him entering slowly and gently for the first time, the feeling of something inside me tearing, my insides turned into mush, and even with the pain, I was convulsing, feeling good even though he wasn’t moving much on the outside.

I lost count of how many times I came, my whole body trembling, my mind in a daze, not knowing what I was saying or being told, only strange moans coming out.

Thump, thump, thump

I could feel the warm liquid spreading inside me.

That sensation made me come again.

(I’m definitely going to get pregnant, I’ve already got pregnant)

I know there’s a time lag for sperm to swim to the egg, but given the previous sample’s performance, it didn’t seem like a joke.

I had even taken something to increase the chances.

Our lips met again.

Just that made me come again; I was such a pathetic loser.

My belly trembled; what muscles were moving?

I’d probably be sore tomorrow.

“Thank you for your hard work, it was the best, I love you…”

I was hugged tightly, and sweet nothings were whispered into my ear; my whole body, my ear, everything felt too happy.

If I weren’t used to this, I’d come just from this, or even just from my ear being touched.

How about me? I was already over capacity, ready to come from just ear play.

In simple terms, I came again.

“I… love you too… thank you very much…”

I could barely speak properly, but I managed to reply with a sweet, sticky voice.

“Puuf”

We both laughed, exhaling, the air filled with warmth.

I could live like this forever, it was too happy.

For me, the evaluation was a perfect score, having been filled successfully.

The only question was whether I should tell my sisters exactly this!

Reflecting on these nonsensical thoughts in my head, I fell asleep, being nearly crushed by Hisui-san.

~Postscript

This is from the usual girl’s perspective, the counterpart to the last one. For some reason, the word count increased by about 1.5 times, how strange!