Chapter 44 – Oral Stage (2)
‘Psychosexual development stage’
Freud presented the concept of libido while explaining the process of human development.
Libido is sexual desire and a collection of powerful energies. This means that it moves from place to place in the body and leads to the completion of the body.
Here, sexual desire is not simply orgasm, but all kinds of pleasure derived from ‘sensation’.
The first step is the oral stage.
Around 18 months of age, babies at this age constantly get satisfaction from sucking and swallowing.
It is a primitive movement that seeks nourishment by sucking the mother’s milk.
If you do not get enough oral satisfaction as a baby, even as an adult, you will become obsessed with biting and sucking, such as biting your nails or habitual drinking and smoking.
It was something I briefly learned in my liberal arts course at university, but now I feel like rediscovering that theory.
Jjook.
Through a kiss with Rose sitting on my leg.
After a long kiss, I see her lips wet with her saliva and glistening. Maybe my lips too.
My lips were reflected in her intelligent eyes. An android’s eyes are clearer and more transparent than a human’s.
“Are you active, Rose?”
“I see.”
Looking down at her, she lowers her head, her dark hair running down like a waterfall, blocking her lights.
Sniff sniff.
Her sharp nose goes back and forth between my upper and lower lips.
I just found out, the android doesn’t have hair on her nose.
“You know what? The manager’s saliva and mine mix, causing a chemical reaction.”
“What kind of chemical reaction?”
“I also just learned that my saliva is normally colorless and odorless. But when you kiss a human, the amylase reaction in the human saliva breaks it down into sugars.”
As soon as she finishes her words, Rose swallows her lips.
It’s not a kiss where lips meet, it’s a kiss that devours. Her lips wrapped around mine.
A kiss so bold that it would be impossible to think of her as her usual well-groomed woman.
Just like that, her lips go up.
Jjook.
She pushes her lower lip in, separating her upper and lower lips from mine.
Side.
As it was, only my upper lip was pressed like a sandwich. In the meantime, her hot tongue stretches out and touches her as if teasing.
“Ha.”
A brief fall to give me a chance to breathe.
“Hey, manager.”
“Why?”
Rose’s long fingers touched her lips. A red tongue moves between them, licking her saliva-soaked lips.
“I just found out about this, but I think I like sweets.”
Rose gave her an uncharacteristic thrilling smile.
“Let’s make more sweets.”
She corrected her posture in her sitting.
She neatly brought her knees together, turned 90 degrees toward me from her side-sitting position, and mounted on top of me in a riding position.
I could see her stretched calves and her luscious feet over her shoulders.
At the same time, both arms wrapped around my neck, followed by a kiss.
As Rose said.
“It’s really sweet.”
“Yes?”
Bad breath doesn’t feel like a speck of dust.
But you can feel the heat and the slight sweetness. A small sweetness that you feel when biting into a grain of rice for a long time.
Little bit
We paused the kiss for a moment and let it fall, and a thin thread stretched between our lips.
I stick out my tongue and lick her lips.
Took.
After a while, Rose’s tongue greets me and hugs mine.
She is not because she herself has no restraint in her pleasures.
When all the saliva left on her lips was gone, he only set out to hand over the saliva he had stored on her tongue.
I untied the tip of her tongue, which was slightly curled, with my tongue.
Shiver.
Then, the spring of saliva that was concave in the middle of her concave tongue flowed in.
Tongue and tongue entangled.
At some point, her tongue stretches like a snake and tries to catch mine as if it were prey.
I resist it by mobilizing my lips.
I hold her long tongue with my lips and tongue and suck on it.
Jjook.
Rose’s red tongue reminds me of a sage flower.
Memories of sucking nectar from salvia flowers grown in flower beds as a child.
Fleeting sweetness.
So the more you taste it, the more you crave it.
Her fingers caress my neck and stroke my hair. It felt so cozy.
The sweetness grows stronger.
Honey flows from her breath, from the kisses she gives and receives.
As only the tongue and tongue entwined like a snake, I felt a slight discomfort.
Because it felt like her tongue was all over mine.
Flinch.
Her slender palm covered my slightly embarrassed eyes.
“Don’t look. Just feel it.”
Her tongue coiled around mine like a snake.
Like a woman’s hand shaking a man’s penis, it moved as if gently squeezing her tongue from the root to the tip.
Sometimes she lifts the tip of her tongue and presses the entire tongue as if massaging it.
If there is a spider that spins a web with honey, now I was like a butterfly that flew into it.
Not knowing that the spider is approaching, he just indulge in the sweetness around him without any thought of resisting.
Pop.
Saliva drips from our tongues and drips onto the floor, creating a muddy puddle.
I also stroked her soft thighs with my left hand and her slim back with my right hand.
Haha.”
Rose seemed to take pleasure in the stimulation of my touch on her.
For Rose, whose sensory threshold is too low, the tickling feeling in her legs or back might be the same as an orgasm.
Jjoooook.
Her lips and mine form a drawbridge, between which the two tongues reciprocate.
Hot but pleasant heat.
A sense of sweet lips.
Warm mucosal contact.
This feeling intoxicated by sweetness.
The kiss with Rose is the climax of being soggy, but it doesn’t contain any unpleasant odors.
I’ve never experienced such a sweet kiss before.
“I’m the manager.”
Rose indulging her lips and tongue as if calling me and pressing me down.
Its appearance is not only the spirit of service to the owner.
She herself longs for her pleasure and sweetness.
That made me even more satisfied.
A movement to share and amplify pleasure based on mutual intimacy. Could there be a more meaningful kiss than this?
The corners of each other’s mouths were a mess of saliva.
My current appearance may be unsightly, but Rose is so enchanting.
When she sees it, she is thirsty again.
Jjook.
This time, a fierce kiss as if trying to eat each other.
The tongue-to-tongue confrontation period was short.
She plundered my tongue, plundered my cheeks, molars, and the roof of her mouth.
The sweetness vibrates all over the mouth.
There’s no such thing as a nasty grunt like after drinking a soda.
This sweetness shared with her is so volatile that it leaves nothing behind.
That’s why it’s refreshing and constantly craving.
I have a bad feeling in my panties. It didn’t even spread to his pants, but it must have been covered in Cooper fluid.
Side.
After kissing her one last time, he slowly pushed Rose’s shoulder away.
She looks at me with her question mark on her face.
However, when he saw my flushed face and my pants dancing to the limit, he seemed to have noticed something.
Rose freed herself from her arms and knelt respectfully in front of me. Its figure is that of a master of tea ceremony.
When I carefully lower my pants, the wet panties come out.
“Ha.”
Even though she was wearing panties, she could feel her hot breath.
Even the panties are pulled down, and the stiffened penis raises its head.
Rose’s eyes saw it.
Her lips parted slowly towards my genitals.
* * *
How would it feel to get a real body in an instant after living in a cyberspace where only the mind exists?
What does it mean to be swept up in waves of sensations that you have never felt before?
I thought this problem was simple.
A smart woman just got a body to use as a limb. To this extent.
But it wasn’t that simple.
A highly intelligent body capable of embracing the world acquires a body that provides perfect senses.
This produced a different result from mass-produced artificial intelligence, which was limited to sexual service from the beginning.
Rose’s head moved violently, as if draining my penis, her loose dark hair fluttering in a glitz.
Sometimes the ends of her hair hit my neck or chin, but even that feels like a small pleasure.
Rose’s lips are hot and soft.
Even as her lips moved vigorously vertically, her tongue hit and fell precisely on her glans, foreskin, and urethra, amplifying her pleasure.
Pleasure rises violently from her lower abdomen.
She was already excited to her limit by her passionate kiss with her, so she couldn’t hold on to this intense stimulation of her.
“Ugh.”
Chloro and Rose are the same.
Sexual activity with them gives me the feeling that ‘I can really die cheaply’.
Crying.
Cry.
With intense pleasure, semen poured out into her mouth.
Ordinary women usually stop moving the moment a man ejaculates, but Rose did not.
This is because there is medical knowledge about the male genitals and ejaculation process.
Even after ejaculation, she kept moving for about 2 seconds, maximizing her pleasure.
Crying.
After that, she slowly squeezes the penis and draws up the residual semen remaining in the urethra.
The semen remaining between her glans and penis shell was neatly scraped with her tongue.
Knock knock.
She bangs her inner breasts with her fingers. Like looking at yourself.
As she looked down at her, their eyes met.
She has a whole load of my cum in her mouth.
Gulp.
She swallows my cum on her as she closes her eyes. The expression on the face is not polite.
Gulp.
I couldn’t swallow it all at once due to the viscosity peculiar to semen, so I gulped a few more times.
In the meantime, she tilts her head slightly behind her and shows her own neckline in detail.
Gulp.
Having swallowed her last drop, she slowly opens her mouth.
There is no trace of semen on her red tongue.
“Well done, manager.”
She bowed her head and kissed my genital organ.
Then, she slightly stretched out her tongue to retrieve even the transparent drops on the tip of her glans.
She feels her heart thump at the sight of her devotion.
On the one hand, interest is piqued.
Same with Chloe and Rose.
The commonality seen when these ultra-high artificial intelligence girls first acquire a body and have a relationship with me.
Strangely obsessed with something they say with their mouth.
It is as if they are trying to satisfy Freudian development needs that have been stagnant all at once.
Mr. Freud, were you really right?
Or is it just that we are drawn to the intense physical senses of taste and smell?
Well, something like that is good.
I can feel her dead genitals coming back to life as I look up at her politely on her knees, looking up at me and waiting for her instructions.
I thought about pushing it like this, but today I want to enjoy her mouth more.
It looks like Rose too. At least today, her upper lip seems insatiable.
Without a word, she reached out her hand and gently pressed the back of Rose’s head, and she politely buried her face again with her penis.
That day, I shot Rose in the mouth two more times.
