Although even before Faen arrived, Lulu had already been imitating him, playing with her own nether regions.
But playing with herself while Faen was present felt completely different from playing with her pussy petals all alone.
Just like right now, feeling Faen's gentle gaze from the side—even though his eyes were indeed very mild and incredibly tender, just being watched made Lulu feel her body burning exceptionally hot.
Thinking this, Lulu also felt her body growing more and more comfortable. A short while later, an intense wave of ecstasy hit her, making her body tremble. With one arm hugging Faen and the other hand rubbing her pussy petals, she squirted out a puddle of wetness.
Watching Lulu panting lightly from having just climaxed, Faen reached out his hand, slipping it into her pussy petals to stroke the insides, gently comforting her as Lulu's eyes suddenly widened in shock.
However, after just a few strokes, Faen pulled his hand back. He then pressed his fingers, completely coated in her sticky juices, against Lulu's lips and said, "Open your mouth."
Hearing this, Lulu swallowed hard a couple of times before obediently opening her mouth.
As Faen's fingers pushed deep inside, although she was still a bit clumsy, Lulu actively began to lick them.
Her delicate little tongue gently scraped against Faen's fingers, causing a slight tickling sensation on his fingertips. Once she had licked them completely clean, Lulu pursed her lips and said with eager anticipation:
"Can you... touch me?"
"Of course I can."
Faen chuckled lightly, but then asked, "But don't you want to see how I stroke myself?"
"I want to..." Hearing this, Lulu nodded and said, "Then hurry up and stroke it, I'll watch."
"I'm a little tired and don't really want to move," Faen said. "Help me do it yourself."
Hearing this, Lulu blinked and asked softly, "Then what should I do?"
"Help me take my pants off first," Faen said.
Lulu nodded, moving closer to Faen to help him pull his pants down. And right as Lulu undid his belt, accompanied by a sound like a whip cracking through the air, a massive, imposing behemoth sprang up forcefully from below.
Looking exactly like a thick, long, slightly curved giant mushroom, a slit sat atop the steaming mushroom head. An endless stream of mushroom soup oozed from the slit, flowing down along the thick, crisscrossing veins covering its shaft.
That scent, which felt just like the Joy Factor, deeply attracted Lulu, making her involuntarily gulp down her saliva and reach out to grasp that magnificent giant mushroom.
Seeing that Lulu had naturally reached out her hand before he even had to teach her, Faen nodded in satisfaction. He then looked at Lulu and said, "Come on, do whatever you want to do."
"But..." Hearing this, Lulu paused, then said cautiously, "But, I don't know how to make Faen feel good..."
"It already feels incredibly good right now."
Sensing Lulu's inner anxiety and nervousness, an expression of enjoyment appeared on Faen's face. He then said unhurriedly, "Just do whatever comes to mind. Whether you want to stroke it, suck it, or stuff it inside your body, it doesn't matter."
Hearing Faen's highly seductive words, Lulu pursed her lips, then leaned in and hugged the giant mushroom, which was already as tall as her entire upper body.
As soon as she hugged it, Lulu felt a wave of scalding heat and warmth seep through her skin and into her own body.
Although she didn't know what this feeling was or how to properly describe it, Lulu could feel her pussy petals constantly squirming. The tender flesh deep inside her flower bud felt as if countless little bugs were wiggling around, seemingly desperate to accommodate something.
Deeper within her flower bud, Lulu could clearly sense that a tiny little pocket seemed to have dropped down. This brought a tingly, numbing sensation to her lower belly, causing her to secrete juices that made even Lulu herself feel ashamed.
However, right now, Lulu didn't have the mental capacity to care about those things. She couldn't resist sticking out her tongue to lick the white dewdrops continuously oozing from the mushroom head.
Although it was just a light lick, Lulu could feel countless waves of pure joy churning in her heart.
A crimson flush surfaced on her snow-white body, and a seductive obsession appeared on her innocent, naive face. The honey juices inside her flower bud flooded outwards. On her tender Yordle body, her two little mounds—which could barely be considered the size of dorayaki pancakes—swelled and engorged with blood, transforming into two milky, fragrant little steamed buns adorned with rosy red nipples.
It tastes so good, it feels so good, I'm so happy...
Lulu couldn't hold back anymore; she opened her mouth and completely sealed her lips over the slit on the mushroom head, instinctively beginning to suck on it.
At first, Lulu was able to draw immense joy from it. But suddenly, Lulu felt a violent stream of fluid shoot out from within.
Almost subconsciously, Lulu opened her mouth wide to completely engulf the slit, taking the nutrient fluid—or mushroom soup—mixed with a faint trace of the Joy Factor that erupted from inside into her mouth and swallowing it all down into her stomach.
Once the final spurt of fluid entered her mouth, Lulu finally slowly pulled her lips away from Faen's mushroom. During the process, her pink lips stayed glued to the slit on the head, licking it clean to ensure not a single drop spilled over the edge.
Keeping it in her mouth, Lulu glared at Faen with an angry look. Swallowing the last mouthful of mushroom soup down into her stomach bit by bit, Lulu said with some dissatisfaction:
"Faen is a big meanie! You didn't even tell me you were going to pee! It's so dirty!"
"Because my baby Lulu sucked it so well~" Hearing this, Faen said with a beaming smile, "Besides, wasn't Lulu drinking it very happily? I didn't have the heart to interrupt you."
"Who says I was happy..."
Having her true thoughts exposed by Faen, Lulu squirmed and hummed softly. Then, in deep shame, she lowered her head and continued licking his mushroom.
"I just... thought it tasted pretty good, that's all. Lulu is definitely not addicted to it."
"Is that so?" Faen smiled and reached out, pressing down on Lulu's lower abdomen—causing her a mix of nervousness and anticipation—and said, "Then how about I pee one more time later?"
Hearing this, Lulu couldn't help but gulp hard, murmuring to herself, "Then wouldn't Lulu... wouldn't Lulu turn into Faen's toilet?"
"Is that bad? Or is Lulu unwilling?" Faen asked.
"Of course Lulu is unwilling, Lulu wants to be Faen's wife!" Lulu retorted with a hmph, but then softened her tone and said:
"But if you promise to be my future husband... letting you use me as your toilet isn't something Lulu can't agree to."