Chapter 105: “Mmm... Master’s Cock Smells So Good”

As you step into Rin’s home, the entrance opens into a narrow, modestly lit corridor with plain beige walls and simple tiled flooring that feels cool underfoot.

The corridor is short and practical, leading directly into the living room — a cozy, lived-in space that reflects a normal middle-class Tokyo apartment rather than anything luxurious.

The living room features a worn but comfortable sofa positioned against one wall, facing a modest TV stand holding a mid-sized screen and a few game consoles.

A low wooden coffee table sits in the center, scattered with controllers, empty drink cans, and a couple of notebooks.

Sunlight filters through half-drawn curtains, casting warm rectangular patches across the wooden floor and highlighting faint dust motes in the air.

The room feels functional and comfortable, with a faint, familiar scent of recent cooking and laundry lingering.

From the living room, the kitchen is clearly visible at the back — a compact, open-plan area with basic counters, a white rice cooker humming softly on the side, simple cabinets, and a small sink.

The kitchen isn’t fancy, just enough for daily meals, with a few dishes drying on the rack and the faint aroma of miso or grilled fish sometimes wafting through.

The entire apartment has a practical, homey feel — nothing extravagant, just a space designed for comfortable living.

Heading back from the living room through the short hallway, two bedrooms sit opposite each other.

On the left is Rin’s room — a simple, personal space with a single bed, a desk cluttered with notebooks and his tablet, and a wardrobe against the wall.

The room on the right is Chiyo’s, positioned slightly further down the hallway so you have to take a few extra steps before reaching it, giving the layout a slightly staggered, private feel.

Continuing a few more steps past the bedrooms, you reach a plain door that leads to the shared toilet and restroom — compact and clean with basic fixtures, a small sink, and a shower area that serves the whole household.

The apartment is not big at all — just enough for a small family, with no extra rooms or lavish decorations. Rin isn’t from a rich family, so the furnishings are practical and second-hand in places.

The household sustains itself through the money Rin makes from his anonymously written books about his monster fights and encounters.

Chris helps publish and sell them at Comiket, the massive comic market.

Chris’s striking androgynous beauty always draws huge crowds — both boys and girls flock to the booth whenever he appears, boosting sales significantly and providing enough steady income to cover rent, food, and daily needs without any extravagance.

In Rin’s room, where the maintenance session was currently in full swing, the air hung heavy with heat, raw desire, and the thick, musky scent of sex.

Rin lay sprawled on his bed, back propped against the pillows, his muscular body completely naked and glistening with a light sheen of sweat.

His chest rose and fell with deep, controlled breaths, his hard cock standing thick and throbbing, veins pulsing visibly along the shaft.

Inferna knelt between his spread legs, half-naked and radiating raw sexual heat.

Her suggestive maid outfit was pulled down, leaving her full, heavy breasts completely exposed — large, perfectly rounded orbs with dark, stiff nipples that bounced freely with every movement.

Her tanned skin glowed under the afternoon light slipping through the curtains, the faint crimson scales along her sides and the base of her swaying tail catching the light seductively.

She looked every bit the bad, sexy slut she became during these sessions — golden eyes half-lidded with pure lust, lips parted in a lewd, hungry expression as she focused entirely on Rin’s cock.

One hand wrapped firmly around the thick base, stroking with slow, deliberate pumps while her other hand gently massaged his balls.

Her thumb glided over the swollen, leaking tip, spreading the steady flow of precum that coated her fingers and made wet, slick schlick-sclick sounds fill the room.

She leaned closer, inhaling deeply, the strong, masculine aroma of his arousal turning her on even more.

Thick strings of saliva dripped from her tongue onto the sensitive head as she drooled shamelessly, her hot breath washing over the throbbing cock.

"Mmm... Master’s cock smells so good... so thick and hard just for me..."

she purred in a husky, aggressive voice, her tail thrashing behind her as she pumped faster, breasts jiggling heavily with each stroke.

She acted like a complete slut — aggressive, hungry, and unashamed, sucking the tip into her warm mouth with a wet pop while continuing to stroke the shaft with both hands, tongue swirling greedily.

Muganda, looking like the ultimate badass sexy slut and far more experienced, had stripped completely out of her suggestive maid outfit.

Her voluptuous body was on full display — massive, firm breasts with dark, erect nipples, a narrow waist flaring into wide, powerful hips, thick thighs, and a perfectly round ass.

Her dark hair framed her face as she sat directly on Rin’s face, her dripping wet, horny pussy pressed firmly against his mouth and nose.

She moved her hips in slow, sensual circles and figure-eights, grinding her slick, puffy folds against his tongue as he thrust it deep inside her.

Wet, obscene squelching sounds filled the room with every roll of her hips — schlick... schlick... schlick — her juices coating Rin’s chin, cheeks, and lips as she rode his face.

Muganda’s expression was one of pure, controlled ecstasy — eyes half-closed, lips parted in smooth, throaty moans, one hand gripping Rin’s hair tightly to pull him deeper while the other pinched and rolled her own stiff nipple.

She twerked slowly and deliberately on his face, her powerful ass cheeks flexing as she smothered him with her wetness, moaning smoothly and sensually,

"Ahh... Master’s tongue feels so good inside me... deeper... yes..."

The bedroom was filled with the lewd symphony of their maintenance —

Inferna’s wet sucking and stroking sounds mixing with Muganda’s throaty moans and the constant wet noises of Rin’s tongue working deep inside her.

Inferna bobbed her head faster, taking more of Rin’s thick cock into her hot, sloppy mouth while her hands pumped the base, saliva dripping down his shaft and balls.

Muganda ground harder, her thighs squeezing Rin’s head gently as she chased her pleasure, her body trembling as another wave of juices flooded his mouth.

The girls were completely lost in serving their Master, their bodies flushed, sweaty, and eager, the modest room feeling even smaller and hotter with the intensity of the passionate session.

Rin’s hands occasionally reached up to squeeze Muganda’s ass or pinch Inferna’s bouncing breasts, his own low groans vibrating against Muganda’s pussy as the pleasure built.

The maintenance continued with dedicated, hungry passion, the girls working together to fully restore his lewd meter in the warm afternoon light.