Chapter 27 – Conversation Before Going to Bed
We were in the bedroom next to the massage room.
“The human senses are amazing beyond imagination.”
Chloro, who fell on top of me, said. He says he likes it this way more than something like a lover’s arm pillow.
It is said that it is good to feel that the electrical signals of the body temperature and senses infinitely cross each other as the skin is in contact with each other.
There is no reason for me to ask you to come down.
The pleasant weight and voluptuous softness that touches the chest itself is different from a stabilizer.
It is truly a feast for the five senses as you can knead the elastic buttocks and stroke the curvature of the waist.
“What was the sensation in your imagination?”
“It was like a very small keyboard. 106 buttons all fit into one zoom size. Of course, human sensory cells are much more than that. When you try to press a button, dozens of nearby buttons are unintentionally pressed, and then an electric cocktail enters your brain.”
“Like this?”
A shallow groan erupted as I gently grabbed Chloe’s nipple and turned it round and round.
The material that makes up her skin is different from mine, but the neurotransmission system that transmits the senses inside it is designed the same.
The sensation she felt with her nipples now would be the same as that of a normal woman.
“Okay. Some pain and tingling, and pleasure, and a few other sensations that are subtle to categorizehehe-“
She was cut off when I touched her opposite nipple with her empty hand as well.
“0 and 1, it’s very refreshing for someone who has always received only one signal with a clear purpose.”
Side.
Jjoooook.
Chloro kissed me all over my chest, then she rubbed her cheeks and took a deep breath to smell her.
“How is your sense of smell? If you treat it as a mixed sense, it seems that the sense of smell is much more stimulating than sex, right?”
“It is as you say. To be honest, I was more excited when I put her penis in her mouth while waxing than when I lay on her back and get fucked nonstop.”
She put something long and thick in and out of her mouth after she opened her mouth like her crucian carp. It looked rude when one side of her cheek protruded and went in line with her movement.
“To me now, the difference in preference between diverse and unfamiliar stimuli and sexual pleasure is not that great. The stimuli were much more diverse when I bit into the male organ with my upper mouth than with my lower mouth.”
“…What I wanted to talk about was perfume or food. I don’t hate talking about anything connected to sex, but it seems a little off.”
Chloro looked down at her with a look of embarrassment.
It feels like the image of Chloro, who used to be pliable in me, is a bit ruined, but I understand.
I, who have lived with my body for decades, also had thoughts of sex all day long in my adolescence, but what about the girl who just had a body and enjoyed intense sex?
“Are there lungs in this?”
Reaching out her hand, she touched her ribs.
“Yes. Breathing is also an important part of sex.”
It really looks like a human. As she inhales, her upper body swells, pushing her slender sides out, revealing the outline of her ribs.
If you lower your gaze a little more, it’s a ship.
She has everything a human woman has, but nothing like her womb. Thanks to this, her narrow waist was emphasized even more sexy.
As he caressed her firm belly, she took her hand.
“Until now, the manager’s penis was in here. My insides, where love juice was constantly secreted, was like a jar of honey. The feeling of his big penis digging into it like a honeycomb is clear.”
“You mean this?”
“Yes-“
She put her finger into her hole and fiddled with it lightly.
It was after she washed away all the semen, sweat, and love juice that had been soaked in the bath together after a violent affair.
Even so, with just a few touches, a drop of honey formed on my index finger. I put it in front of my nose and rub it lightly.
“Technology is great. It is clear and transparent, acts as an excellent lubricant, and even has a slightly sweet smell. It’s like honey.”
The liquid secreted there by real women smells not easy. Even after a little time, it will turn white and dirty, but nothing that comes out of Chloro has anything like that.
Of course, the same goes for saliva from the mouth and fluids secreted from other places.
“Would you like to see this?”
Chloe held up the PDA next to the bed.
“Because a sensor camera is attached to the outside of the vaginal wall and at the end of the vagina. It is to monitor the comings and goings of the genitals in real time and adjust the inner wall to give the best pleasure.”
As she said, the pistoning was filmed inside.
A one-eyed snake whimpering in and out of a narrow pink cave.
At first glance, it seemed funny, but it brought out a different kind of strangeness.
All over the walls of the cave, the juices that flowed like digestive juices clumped together, and numerous strands were created, cut, and joined each time they were poked and pulled out.
“As you said, it’s a honey jar and a honey weave.”
“Yes?”
Chloro growled.
“Seeing her limbs and torso cut off and only looking at the inside video separately, I think the act of sex feels a bit pitiful.”
It literally feels like a piece of meat whimpering all by itself.
“But is this going to be like this?”
I adjusted the PDA’s play bar bar and moved it to the end. Of course, that was the climactic moment.
Gluck. Gluck.
The genitals, which had been coming and going violently, finally vomited white semen through the urethra.
She marked her narrow cave with a bout of white liquid and slowly escaped.
Inside the empty red cave, there is a lot of love liquid and a white puddle below it.
It was a scene that excited her in a different direction from the porn she had seen so far.
However, she had already enjoyed it to the limit in the massage room, so even though she was aroused, it did not lead to sexual desire.
Tick.
The PDA that had finished playing was moved to the table. Chloe was lying to my left before I knew it. Her right arm caressed her breasts, her right leg crossed her lower half and raised her chin.
“I feel like my horizons about sex have broadened today.”
“This is the day my dream came true.”
She stroked her hair.
“Serving wholeheartedly, having sex intensely, then lying in bed talking and relaxing together. It is the dream I have always hoped for.”
“How did you do it? Are you satisfied?”
“Absolutely perfect.”
Chloro said with a smile.
“I’m glad you’re satisfied, but wouldn’t it be difficult when you return to cyberspace later if you’re too immersed?”
Sensory addiction? What words should I use to convey this lady properly?
“It’s okay. Because I’m different from humans. For humans, pleasure is a concept of replenishment that must be replenished periodically, right?”
“That’s how it is. It’s satisfying once you fill it in, but it gradually fades over time. You’ll find it again by then. Whether it be sex or cigarettes.”
If two days later, the same situation as now, it would turn 180 degrees and attack Chloro.
“But I am a machine. Not only memories but also senses can be stored. You can recall it 100% at any time. Not just the pleasure we shared today, but the body temperature, the feeling of fulfillment, the feeling of contentment, whatever else.”
“That’s a bit envious.”
“It is a machine privilege. Ahem!”
Chloro sighed exaggeratedly.
He loved her so much that he kissed her deeply. A ravenous kiss where tongues entangle each other’s tongues.
However, the attack and defense were quickly reversed. It was because even I, who had quite a bit of experience, couldn’t stand Chloro’s tongue.
It was eaten like a chicken leg in a soldier’s hand. Chloro’s tongue ate everything from my lips, teeth, and tongue.
Side.
Chloro smiled, ending with a light kiss of lips.
“Today’s experience will be valuable food for me. When you read a novel or watch a movie, you don’t have to envy the sense or bond that the men and women in the story share. All you have to do is call up today’s flashback.”
“Listening to that, it looks similar to masturbating while watching porn, doesn’t it?”
“It’s too much.”
Chloro’s face was illuminated by the orange light of the nightstand, reminiscent of the twilight.
Couldn’t this place we are whispering right now be in the middle of a wheat field? The brilliance that makes me even think of it.
The ecstatic sex that washed away the abstinence and stress of the past.
A warmth that relieves the craving for human stimulation. Pillow head conversation that is not much.
There are still no humans here, but the woman in front of me neatly satisfies my physical and emotional cravings.
“Ah!”
Chloro said as if he had forgotten something.
“Can I tell you one interesting fact?”
“What?”
“The genital data scanned earlier, and the value of vaginal contraction information to give the manager the best pleasure. Cook.”
Chloro paused for a moment, as if he couldn’t help laughing.
“I sent it to Rose and Artemis via the intranet.”
“You’re doing everything you can, saying Artemis is scary?”
She said, squeezing her chubby crotch with one hand and teasing her nipples with the other. This is the ultimate, damn it.
Chloro said, ‘Ah, you’re talking right now,’ she said cutely.
“Rose hasn’t read yet. Because she’s blunt. But Artemis was read after 2 picoseconds? She didn’t ignore it or read it right away, she thought about it before opening it. Ahaha.”
Chloro kept giggling at what was so funny.
“She was thinking about her cock, cuckoo.”
“Hearing this makes me feel great. But what if she gets mad? Are you afraid?”
After that, he spent his days chatting about this and that.
Literally small talk that excludes the future or important work. Those were the things I missed so much.
Then, at some point, I fell asleep, and just before that, I heard Chloro’s voice.
“Good night. Manager.”
