"Makino... I'm... sorry."
"Nn..."
The very next morning, Luffy was the first to arrive at the bar. The reason for his apology was blatantly obvious: a prominent bulge strained against the fabric of his pants.
Makino's mind instantly flooded with the events of the previous day—the feeling of his thick semen coating her fingers, its musky, primal scent.
She'd been desperately trying to push those thoughts away, but now they came roaring back. She felt her own womb clench and quiver in response.
"H-Hey, Luffy? You remember what I taught you to do when... that happened, right?"
She had to ask. If Luffy had gotten the mistaken idea that she was the go-to solution for his erections, it would only lead to real danger someday. She needed to understand the situation. Luffy, however, just looked down, troubled.
"I tried doing it myself, but it won't go down. Even after I cum, it just gets big again."
'Maybe because it wasn't satisfying enough?'
If self-pleasure wasn't enough, the quickest solution was for someone else to give him a pleasure beyond mere masturbation—to make him ejaculate properly.
Just like yesterday, stroking Luffy's cock with her hand, making him release his seed. It was simple. She could smell that thick, potent aroma again. Feel the texture of his cum on her fingers.
'Wait, wait. What am I thinking? It's obviously wrong. Yesterday was... an accident, something I did without thinking... so today... I have to be firm... and say no...'
Makino's mind understood perfectly that such indecent acts had no place between two people who weren't even lovers.
But her body was honest. Her womb throbbed, aching, begging her to touch Luffy's cock again.
"L-Luffy. About what we did yesterday..."
Clinging to her last shred of reason, she tried to form the words of refusal.
"Hm? You say something?"
Luffy had already, right in the middle of the bar, pulled down his pants and exposed his erect, massive cock. Unchanged from yesterday—no, even thicker and longer.
'Luffy's demonic rod.'
"Ah, um, well...?"
The sight of Luffy's fierce, throbbing manhood stole the words right out of her mouth.
'No. I won't do it. I'm not doing it. I refuse. I mustn't.'
A litany of denial spun through her head. All she had to do was voice it. That was all. Yet her lips refused to move.
"Makino."
"L-Luffy... it's... we're not married... so, a man's... cock, you know...?"
Luffy said her name. His cock swayed with the movement, and in her eyes, it looked exactly like a fishing rod baited with the most exquisite lure.
'No, I want to. No, do it. I mustn't. I want to.'
Makino didn't even realize that the words of denial in her mind were shifting, turning a traitorous shade of pink. Her nipples, stiffening under her bra, chafed against the fabric. A wet, slick sound whispered from between her thighs. A faint, rosy blush began to bloom across her face.
"What do you want to do?"
He wasn't asking about the method. He was asking if she wanted it.
"How about we do something that feels even better?"
Dangled before her, the bait was irresistible. Makino, the fish, could do nothing but bite down without a shred of hesitation.
"Mmhp... kiss, slurp, slupsh..."
After making Luffy sit in a chair, Makino began to suckle on his cock. She licked circles around the glans, traced the ridge of his corona, and ran her tongue along the sensitive underside, coating it thickly with her saliva.
"Ahh... that's good, Makino."
Of course, Makino possessed no professional whore's technique. This was purely instinct—the actions of a female driven by primal lust.
And when Luffy praised her, stroking her head as she worked, a wave of happiness unlike anything she'd ever known washed over her.
"Slurp... Slurp Slurp... Sluuurp..."
Like a child praised for helping a parent, Makino's mouth grew even more frantic and eager. Her face now bore no resemblance to the lovely, welcoming smile she wore for customers.
It was twisted, more debauched than any common streetwalker's, her lust-filled eyes seeming to have little hearts floating in them.
"Alright, I'm gonna cum."
"SLUURP!!!"
The moment Luffy announced his climax, she pursed her lips into a tight, comical pout, like a blowfish, desperately sucking as if to ensure not a single drop would escape.
"Haha, you look just like a toilet bowl."
"Mnnnnhhh."
Even being compared to a toilet, treated as less than human, brought Makino a perverse joy.
In response, Luffy grabbed her head with both hands.
"Well then, a toilet's gotta take every last drop! Here it comes!!"
"Nbuh!!"
The instant Luffy's cock pulsed, a massive torrent of semen flooded Makino's mouth.
"SPLURT!! SPLURT…"
The force slammed directly against the back of her throat, making her instinctively try to pull away in distress, but his grip on her head kept her locked in place.
"Nn, ngh, nghh!!!"
Just as thick as yesterday, the dense cum was impossible to swallow fast enough, rapidly filling her mouth. What she managed to gulp down clogged in her throat, triggering violent nausea. Stomach acid rose reflexively, only to be forced back down by the relentless flood of semen.
"Mm... nguh... obo... buh...?"
And still, the cum Luffy poured into her showed no sign of stopping. With nowhere else to go, it surged backward, flowing up from her nasopharynx and leaking out of her nostrils.
Choking on semen, consciousness flickering from lack of oxygen, combined with the burning nausea of reflux and the sharp pain of semi-solid cum forcing its way out her nose—Makino's brain, utterly overwhelmed, could only make her eyes roll back pathetically.
"Haa... there we go, all out."
"O-oh, obweh!!!!!? Oh-oh-oh-bogooooehhh!! Gulp! Gulp! Nngh-oro-geehhh!!"
What felt to Makino like an eternity lasted only a few short minutes. When a satisfied Luffy finally pulled his cock from her mouth, the accumulated semen and backed-up stomach acid came gushing out in a single violent torrent. She retched and gagged, but the vomiting wouldn't stop. A sour, rancid, fishy stench instantly filled the bar.
"Gulp... Gulp... haaah, haaah... Slurp..."
Freed from the suffocating ordeal, Makino gasped for breath. Yet her face held no trace of fear or regret—only an almost blissful relief as she steadied her breathing.
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