"Slurp Slrrp Slurp!!"
"Nngh... Nnngh..."
Takashi Mitarai regained consciousness, his eyes fluttering open as he tried to comprehend his situation.
His vision was blurry. An inexplicably pleasant weight pressed down on his body, and a sweet, mature, alluring scent threatened to melt his brain.
Inside his mouth, a slick, slightly rough, plump texture writhed wildly, the taste of pure sensuality being drawn into his very being.
"Kiss Slurp Oh... You're awake. Slurp slurp…"
"!?"
Upon waking, even before realizing he was lying on his back in his own bed, Takashi noticed Yoruichi lying on top of him, their bodies lewdly pressed together as she engaged him in a deep, passionate kiss. The sensation caused his cock to twitch violently.
Twitch!!
"Mchu Oh! Your erect cock just jumped!!! It seems it's finally getting into proper form… Ahh~ This is getting my blood boiling too.. Hmm slurp!!"
While being subjected to an even more intense deep kiss from a now seemingly more aroused Yoruichi, Takashi struggled to make sense of the situation.
It was clearly his room. But Yoruichi, unlike before, had shed her school uniform and was now lying on top of him, wearing only black lingerie.
At a glance, it was a situation ripe for excitement. But the reality of a beauty like Yoruichi actually existing, combined with the fact that she had just given him a handjob and was now doing this, began to confuse him, making it difficult to fully enjoy her passionate French kiss.
"Hmm, slurp… Oh, right, I'd completely forgotten."
Noticing that Takashi wasn't reciprocating with his tongue much, Yoruichi realized her lack of explanation and pulled her mouth away.
"I suppose an explanation is in order... Your cock, you see... has contracted a Spirit Disease. The truth is..."
And so, Yoruichi told Takashi many things.
About spiritual power, Shinigami, and the beings known as Hollows…
"And you see, there was a battle with a Hollow near you. It was quite a struggle, and your cock was hit by a powerful burst of spiritual energy, causing it to contract this Spirit Disease."
"I... I see..."
The explanation was so outrageous that Takashi couldn't immediately process it. However, the reality of being in an intimate situation with Yoruichi was right before his eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe her.
"And so, that's why I'm here! To treat this Spirit Disease! You should be happier, you know. I'm personally attending to you myself."
As she said this, Yoruichi ground her hips against his erect cock, pressing down on it through her lingerie.
The weight of her body, the lewdness of her panties, and the softness of her outer lips provided an intensely pleasurable stimulation to his member.
"Ughk... Thank you... but... specifically... this... Spirit Disease... the treatment is..." he managed to stammer.
"The specific treatment method is still unknown. We can't quite figure out why spiritual power is accumulating only in your cock. For now, it seems the pain will subside if someone with spiritual power, like us, makes you ejaculate..." Yoruichi explained, her gaze turning serious as she looked toward his groin.
Takashi began to feel a bit anxious. He had contracted a mysterious illness that modern doctors likely couldn't cure, and now even someone who seemed to have specialized knowledge was saying she didn't know how to treat it.
'Maybe in the worst-case scenario I'll lose my penis…'
'Maybe the worst-case scenario is death...'
Remembering the pain he'd endured so far, his thoughts spiraled into negativity, and his anxiety grew exponentially.
"It's alright. Don't worry."
Sensing Takashi's anxious expression, Yoruichi cupped his face in both hands, forcing him to look at her.
"You won't die, and your cock won't fall off. In fact, preventing that is precisely why I'm here."
Seeing the serious look in her eyes as she encouraged him made Takashi's chest feel warm.
Perhaps sensing the pounding of his heart, Yoruichi lewdly moved her hips, provocatively teasing his cock.
"Besides, for now, cumming will ease the pain... All you need to think about right now is shooting your load. Understood?"
"...Gulp... Yes."
Following Yoruichi's words, Takashi decided there was no use worrying. He switched his focus solely to the goal of ejaculating from his aching cock.
And besides, it felt incredibly good.
A beautiful, sun-kissed woman in lingerie was on top of him, in his own bed, stimulating his groin.
Thump!!
"Mmm It seems... you've stopped thinking about unnecessary things. That's good... Just focus on feeling good right now… Kiss, Ahhh~ Slurp."
Finishing her words, Yoruichi pressed her lips against his again, their tongues intertwining as she began to move her hips lewdly, stimulating his shaft.
From the moment he woke up, Takashi had felt something strange about his cock.
From the feeling of it, the only logical conclusion he could draw about this strange sensation was that a condom was on it.
Meaning, right now, his rubber-covered dick was being stimulated by Yoruichi's groin.
Even though it was separated by the latex and her panties, the incredible, soft, squishy sensation of her vaginal labia majora came through vividly, feeling amazing and stoking his imagination.
"Hmm Slurp Mmph… That's it, imagine your bare cock trying to devour my pussy~!!! It would feel more than twice as good as this, wouldn't it? Slurp."
Realizing Yoruichi had seen right through his thoughts, Takashi was struck by the fact that an experienced, mature woman like her really did have everything figured out. Instead of feeling embarrassed, a wave of endearment washed over him.
He wrapped both arms around Yoruichi's back, holding her tightly, and pulled her closer, beginning to actively wrestle his tongue with hers.
"Kiss Slurp Slrpp~!!! Finally showing some... initiative... are we? Slurp Juru."
As Takashi became more aggressive, Yoruichi also began intertwining her tongue with even more vigor.
Not only did she generously share her saliva, but she also wrapped both arms around his neck, holding him completely, and twisted her tongue even deeper into his mouth.
Then, she began moving her hips even more obscenely, earnestly working to push him toward his climax.
With her lewd hip movements, her panty-clad crotch pressed down on his cock, the pressure expertly stimulating the sensitive underside of his shaft.
The pleasure from his cock was matched by the wild, frenzied pleasure in his mouth.
Yoruichi's tongue squirmed relentlessly within his mouth. Even when he tried to extend his own tongue, it was captured and constricted by hers, being dominated and violated.
Takashi's tongue rarely made it into her mouth; instead, it was being violated within the confines of his own.
Then, Yoruichi pulled her lips away once more…