Chương 4: Take it easy, Garp~

Ero-sama elegantly snapped her fingers, and to Garp's surprise, two chairs materialized before them.

Taking a seat across from her, he couldn't help but notice the way she crossed her legs, inadvertently revealing her glistening pussy.

There were some traces of cum rolling gently out of her sugar hole.

Proof, that she took the full force of the two menʼs cocks.

Their cum still enticed her pussy, much like how a mechanic would oil an engine.

Except this engine liked it rough.

Heat rose to Garp's cheeks, his mind racing for the right words.

"Uh, Ero-sama, your, uh, thing is showing," he stammered.

She followed his gaze, her eyes sparkling lustfully.

"Oh this old thing?" she casually said.

She might have called it that, but her pussy was pristine, perfectly soft and easy on the eyes.

One could tell the texture of the pussy merely by staring at it.

And the way the fleshy, pink walls of her inner sanctuary would occasionally peak out each time her pussy quivered was an eye feast.

Ero-sama smiled coyly. "For now, that doesn't matter," she replied.

Baffled, Garp couldn't contain his curiosity any longer.

"Doesn't matter? But-"

Ero-sama simply waved her hand dismissively and leaned back in her chair. "Let's focus on the assignment I have for you first, shall we?" she interjected.

Garp tilted his head, perplexed.

"Assignment? But I'm dead now, so... I don't really have anything else going on."

Ero-sama's laughter echoed melodically around the empty space.

"Well yeah, that's the point silly."

However, she was taking this well.

Which made full sense, the world of Eu Phoria was a fantasy realm all in its own. So, her being a goddess would come as a surprise to him, but he wouldn't classify it as being outside the realm of possibilities.

"This assignment's no ordinary one. It delves into the intricacies of women from every race, through... intimate encounters."

Garp's brows furrowed, he was very confused.

"Intimate encounters? You mean like one-on-one conversations?"

Ero-sama shrugged, her movements graceful as ever.

"Well, it can be anything you desire, as long as you gather enough details about their sensualities by the end of each encounter."

"How do I do that? It'd be weird to ask them their sensualities out of nowhere.."

Ero-sama then sighed heavily. "Honestly, I can't deal with this now."

"But I j—"

"Here's how it goes, I'll give you abilities that you can use to seduce the more complex races and for the ones that you don't need to, just fuck them till their eyeballs pop... the thing is, you need to ram your cock so hard into a woman that its like you're connected to them."

"What the fu—"

"There's no use complaining, ugh, it's not like sexʼs a bad thing, it's pretty easy to get used to... then if your woman's tight down there, you just get to enjoy it more."

Ero-sama paused to rub her chin for a moment.

Her gaze went to the non-existent ceiling of the white space.

"Well, I guess 'tight' is a word brothel women are unfamiliar with.."

Garp just looked at the pussy of Ero-sama while she talked.

He wanted to understand what made vibrate and spasm so much even when she wasn't having sex.

Was it the aftereffects of being taken by two cocks, or was it just her anticipation for another round with two men?

It could be either.

"Hey, was your mother tight?"

"W... Why is that even a question?!"

"You're right," she replied, her eyes taking a solemn gaze. "That was a strange thing to ask."

In all honesty, Penelope had the fabled pussy called "One-size-fits-all".

It was like there was an infinite elastic string holding the ends of her pussy. No matter how many cocks she took, she'd still be tight the following night. And while she loved anal a lot, she preferred testing the limits of her sugar pie.

Ero-sama rose from her seat.

"Anyways, your reincarnation assignment is to recreate the coveted Erotic Archives."

Garp's brows furrowed in confusion. "Erotic Archives?" he questioned. "What exactly are those?"

Ero-sama moved closer, her voice dropping to a hushed tone. "Believe it or not, lust has saved the world countless times," she whispered, her gaze intense. "By intimately engaging with a diverse range of races, we can bridge cultural divides, promote understanding, and celebrate the beauty of diversity."

Garp's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You're saying that by... fucking different races, we can actually make a difference?" he asked incredulously.

Ero-sama nodded, a knowing smile following.

"Exactly," she affirmed. "Each sacred union has the power to foster empathy, respect, and unity among the diverse peoples of the world."

Garp let out a thoughtful hum, his mind processing this unconventional assignment. "I see," he murmured. "So, by forming these intimate connections, we can truly understand and appreciate each race? Neat."

Ero-sama clapped her hands together in delight. "Exactly!" she exclaimed. "You understand... Honestly, you deserve a reward for that big, strong, juicy brain of yours."

Garp's eyes widened at her suggestion. "A reward? What would that be?" he asked cautiously.

Ero-sama leaned in, her voice became a sultry whisper. "A blowjob," she purred. "You deserve to taste the pleasure your understanding brings."

"Wait, really?" a smile formed on his face.

Ero-sama chuckled, her laughter filled with mischief. "Don't worry, Garp. I won't be the one giving it to you anyways."

Confused, Garp furrowed his brow. "Why not?" partly displeased.

Ero-sama crossed her arms, her posture exuding confidence.

"Horny, are we?" she teased, grinning playfully.

Garp scratched the back of his head, a perplexed expression on his face. "I really don't know why I feel this way. It's unlike me."

Ero-sama leaned forward.

"You see, when you died with a boner, you transcended the infinite existence between the realm of the living and the realm of the dead, even the realm of reincarnation itself."

Garp's eyes widened in astonishment. "What does that mean?" he asked.

Ero-sama wore a knowledgeable smile as she continued. "It means," she built-up some suspense, "that you possess an infinite boner."

Garp blinked in surprise. "I... I didn't even notice," he stammered.

Ero-sama chuckled, her laughter flirtatious and teasing. "Let me show you," she suggested.

Before Garp could react, Ero-sama launched herself at him, deftly sliding her hand down his trousers. With a tight grip and a firm squeeze, she took hold of his cock, causing a moan to escape Garp's lips.

"Daamnn~~"

For a few seconds, she expertly massaged his cock, her touch both tantalizing and electrifying. Each time she pressed and kneaded the tip of his cock, his veiny shaft would expand more and more. It was purely evident that Ero-sama was good with even one hand.

Then, with a sexy grin, Ero-sama withdrew her hand.

It took only some seconds to little particles of dirt formed from his sweaty balls and shaft. The musky scent stirred a storm in her pussy.

"I always love dirty cock.." she muttered to herself.

Her focus went back to Garp.

"You didn't quite notice the boner because your body has already adapted to it," she explained, her gaze locked with his. "And that, my dear Garp, makes you the perfect candidate for this."

Garp tried to make sense of her words.

"Because I'll always be ready for another round?" he ventured.

Ero-sama nodded, her expression adorably cute. "Exactly," she affirmed. "You've been on point so much it's like you're begging for me to suck that sweaty meat of yours."

"Suck away," Garp smoldered.

Ero-sama gently waved his offer away.

"If you didn't gather enough information from your first encounter, another round with whichever woman it may be will ensure you obtain all the necessary details."

Garp nodded in understanding. "That makes sense," he acknowledged. "I'll do whatever it takes."

His infinite boner wasn't letting down.

Garp chuckled nervously as he confessed his predicament to Ero-sama.

"To be honest, I've been enjoying our conversation so far, but my penis is really killing me," he admitted.

Ero-sama raised an eyebrow.

"Oh my, your boner must really be that hard, huh?" she remarked coyly. "That's not good."

Garp frowned in confusion, his curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?"

With a sultry smile, Ero-sama leaned closer to him, her voice then dropped to a low whisper. "If you were to stay hard for any longer, there's a chance that your cock would burst and go flaccid. It might never stand again."

"Gah!" Garp exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock. "That's... that's terrible!"

Ero-sama giggled softly, her laughter playful and seductive. "Oh, don't worry," she reassured him, there was honey in her voice "I can help you with that. I'll suck out some of its infinite power, just to relieve the pressure."

"You can do that?"

Ero-sama dropped to her knees in front of him, her gaze fixated on his cock that had sprung free from his lowered pants.

It swayed to and fro before standing erect, tall and proud.

She licked her lips hungrily, a bead of saliva forming at the corner of her mouth.

Slowly, she poured the clear, sticky liquid from her mouth onto her right palm, watching as it glistened with a tempting promise.

"Don't worry, Garp," she murmured. "I'll be gentle."

With a delicate touch, she wrapped her now slimy fingers around his veiny shaft, her grip methodical yet tender.

Carefully, she twisted it like a throttle, eliciting a slight wince from Garp.

"Take it easy," Ero-sama urged him.

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