The Terror of Option

The Ice Witch. Headmaster of Tōtsuki Culinary Academy.

The most talented chef in the world.

Your lover.

Erina Nakiri was in white. Most of her days were spent working. She had been appointed in her role so young that she hardly got time for herself.

Until today.

Today, you and Erina were at a hot spring. You walked alongside Erina down the long, quiet hallways of the hot spring inn, the faint scent of warm cedarwood filling the air. Every step felt peaceful, a rare moment of tranquility after the hectic days of work and study at Totsuki Academy. You could still feel the lingering steam from the communal baths curling through the walls, though you and Erina had a more private destination in mind. After all, she was Nakiri Erina, and luxury was something she was more than accustomed to.

"Isn't this place lovely?" Erina's voice broke the silence, her golden eyes casting a sideways glance at you. She walked with her usual grace, arms folded neatly in front of her, though her expression seemed more relaxed than usual. "It's one of my family's favorite inns. The private hot springs here are unrivaled."

You nodded, smiling. "It's beautiful. I can see why you like it here."

A soft breeze from an open window rustled her long blonde hair, and she tucked a loose strand behind her ear. "Of course, I've been so busy lately that I hardly get the chance to enjoy something like this," she muttered. "I've always believed that hard work leads to success. My grandfather taught me that." There was a pause, then a flicker of something more vulnerable in her gaze.

You reached the door to your private hot spring, an elegantly crafted wooden frame with delicate carvings of sakura petals swirling along the edges. Erina paused in front of it, turning to you with a softer expression. "This was a good idea. It's been a long time since I've taken a moment like this."

"You deserve it," you replied gently, opening the door for her.

The change room lay ahead. And so, you changed. Erina went first. The left side was for women, for her. The right side was for men, for you. Towels, extra clothes, all that stuff was contained in a basket.

You started unbuttoning your shirt. Erina undid her white top and revealed the lacy pink bra that barely contained her massive breasts. You couldn't help but glance over your shoulder to look. The bounce was…wow. Her cleavage was simply tantalizing, and your cock twitched in response, straining against your zipper. Erina noticed your reaction and blinked twice, her face flushing slightly.

"W-what's with that?" Erina asked, her eyes locked on the bulge in your pants. "L-look, we can't have you making a mess just yet. Control yourself."

You tried to focus on undressing, but your gaze kept wandering back to her heaving bosom. As you pulled your shirt over your head and then your boxers. Your cock sprang free, fully erect and throbbing. Erina's eyes widened at the sight, and her breath caught in her throat.

Erina looked. "Oh, uh…" Her shyness was momentarily taking over.

Then she sighed. "Maybe I should help you with that," she grumbled, pretending that she hated this. She didn't. She walked over, her hand reaching for your aching cock. Her touch was like lightning, sending shocks of pleasure through your body.

She jerked you off: once, twice, three times.

What a pretty, responsible woman. Erina Nakiri, never complaining, always blushing, and loyal to near insanity.

"Like it?" she asked in a low whisper.

You nodded.

Erina smiled and sank to her knees, her long hair cascading around her shoulders. With a sly smile, her tongue darted out, teasing the tip, making you gasp and thrust your hips forward involuntarily.

"Fuck…!"

This was no ordinary woman. This was no ordinary blowjob. This was the tongue capable of making men nut on the spot. This was God's Tongue.

You groaned, as her warm, wet mouth enveloped your cock. Her lips were like silk, sliding up and down. The sucking was impressive but it was her tongue that truly stole the show.

The so-called 'God Tongue' lived up to its reputation. Erina's tongue swirled and flicked, caressing the underside of your glans, finding every sensitive spot. She applied just the right amount of pressure, sending waves of ecstasy through your knees. Somehow, without touching them, your balls felt like they were squeezed. Her technique was exquisite, a masterful blend of suction and tongue action.

Every other man would have lasted less than a minute under her skilled mouth, but you…

"Ngh…!"

You had practiced endurance, a feat that always impressed her. As you felt your orgasm building, you wanted to prolong the pleasure, but Erina had other plans. She increased the pace, her tongue working overtime.

Left, right, left, right. Her tongue went across the cockhead and brushed the slit everytime. Pre-cum was pouring out. It wanted her tongue. It wanted to be dissolved by it.

Truly, it was divine. To make your seed have a man of its own, Erina's God Tongue was one-of-a-kind. No other woman could bestow this pleasure.

Your knees buckled. Your balls wanted to wring themselves to the size of raisins. There was no shame—Erina's tongue was just that magnificent. Cum inside her. Breed her.

Yes, her throat was so good that your cock was mistaking it as a pussy.

With a deep groan, you surrendered to the overwhelming sensation. There was no choice in the matter; your cock pulsated as you erupted into her warm mouth. Erina swallowed eagerly, not missing a drop, her eyes never leaving yours. The intensity of your orgasm left you breathless, and you had to grip the nearby locker for support.

Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!

You came buckets. Imagine your biggest orgasm, imagine that one time your balls felt like they were about to drop. Imagine that but triple the sensation. Quite literally, Erina was draining you.

"Haah…haah…"

Your world went white and in the end…you stood there breathless. You glanced down and saw your cock slip from her lips. Erina, like a good like slut, cleaned your cock first. Her tongue wrapped around your shaft and wiped every bit of saliva and cum. She took your entire cock, then reeled back slowly.

Inch by inch…

"Mmm…!"

Inch by inch, she cleaned.

"Mwah!"

Before ending it off with a kiss to the tip.

How could you go soft? You were as hard as a rock, your balls wanting to nut again.

Erina giggled and placed a hand at the underside. She stroked it a couple times and then rose to her feet. Her face was flushed, and her chest heaved with excitement.

"Fufufu~! Looks like you liked it?" Cocky Erina had entered. She was jerking you off lightly, having the talent and skill not to go to hard to push to another orgasm. You, in response, slapped her ass.

"Take off those panties…" Your fingers went and pressed a thumb into her wet panties and the cunt responsible for the drip. "...and I'll show you something better."

Erina cooed and stepped back. She unhooked her bra and let her big boobs bounce out.

Your cock shot out a wad of pre-cum. Whether it was ass or tits or tongue, Erina was balls-draining.

In one swift move, Erina peeled down her panties. Her smooth, shaved pussy…your cock throbbed again. Her thighs still had those dark blue thigh-high socks and you loved it. She was still leaning down, boobs hanging, and eye firm with contact.

The eye contact broke.

She turned around and bent over, presenting her perfect ass to you, her long hair falling forward to reveal her blushing face.

"Please... take me."

There was a tall bench for her to hold onto if need be. She was definitely going to need it.

You needed no further invitation. Grabbing her hips, you positioned your still-hard cock at her entrance. With one swift thrust, you penetrated her, eliciting a gasp from Erina. Her pussy was hot and wet, gripping your shaft like a vice.

"Oh~!" Erina smiled and laughed. "Mmm, so good…so deep~!

But only half of it was inside. Time for the other half.

CLAP! You went balls-deep, pelvis pressed to her ass. Another gasp.

"S-so deep…!" Erina's eyes were wide at this point and her legs buckled. "T-that's…ngggh~!"

"What's wrong?" you asked, wanting to return the arrogance. "Too much?"

"T-that's—oohhh~!"

A small thrust. You smirked.

"Y-you little…!"

Another thrust, another interrupted. Her pussy tightened. So what? Erina was yours. She couldn't fight back against the cock that was oh-so perfect inside her. You started with slow, deliberate strokes, enjoying the tightness around your cock. Erina's moans filled the changing room, each one spurring you on. Her hands gripped the edge of the bench, her knuckles turning white.

"G-god! God~! It's! So! Good!"

You picked up the pace ever so slightly. "Oh really?"

"Haah…! Yes, yes, yes, yes~! It's amazing~! I love it~! I love your cock~!" Erina's pride was breaking. Like the way you couldn't last long with her tongue, she could not last long when your cock was inside her. "C-cumming~!"

The panting. The moan. The sudden clenching of her cunt. Oh yeah, the princess was cumming. You smirked and slowed down.

"Nggh…mmmhh…" Her head and hair was hanging down. She was holding onto that bench desperately now. She braced herself for your pounding.

"Harder," she begged, her voice breathy and desperate. "Fuck me harder, plea—"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"—sssseee~! Yessssss~! Yes, yes, yes~!"

Now you were trying. Now you were fucking her. Pounding into her without thought, with only lust on your mind. Her ass cheeks made that classic clap. Her ass cheeks were making those classic ripples.

Her ass cheeks, heart-shaped, tapering up into her slutty waist. Incredible at the base and thicc. You were fucking the pussy and ass purely because you could.

"Cumming again~! Cumming againnnn~!"

You balls slapped against her ass. Erina's moans turned into chants. Your name. She kept repeating it. She kept saying it like a mantra. Her pussy clenched around your cock.

What was this, her fifth orgasm now?

"I'm cumming aggaiiiin!" Erina cried out, shaking violently. Her orgasm triggered your own, and with a final, powerful thrust, you emptied your load deep inside her, filling her to the brim.

Pulling out was, well…a mess. Hey, good thing you had the hot spring for yourselves, right?

Pop!

"Nggh…"

Although judging by the sheer amount of cum pouring out of her and the rolled back eyes, it was going to take some minutes to recover.

****

You stepped into the steaming hot spring, the warm water enveloping you and soothing your tired muscles. But… there was one part of you that's far from relaxed—your cock, throbbing with anticipation since the moment you laid eyes on the stunning Erina.

Hot springs weren't particularly complicated. Cobblestone surrounding a single pool. An array of seats and buckets for someone to be able to dump water on themselves. No roof either, the fresh air entering your lungs. A traditional Japanese hot spring with the full white moon hanging above.

You and Erina. A gracious, nude woman with big tits and a man with a boner that didn't go down.

"Ha…"

Together, the two of you had found your own spots. She sat across from you in the pool, her hair tied to frame her gorgeous face. You couldn't help but notice her eyes briefly flick down to your bulging erection before she smiled softly and closed her eyes, seemingly content to enjoy the peaceful atmosphere.

You were letting the hot water cover your waist, the heat intensifying the ache in your balls. Erina's presence was impossible to ignore, her beauty a force that pulled at your desire. Her God Tongue could bring men to their knees with pleasure. Her boobs could make heads turn wide.

Erina Nakiri was a living goddess. To witness her relax, to witness her in her purest state was a blessing.

As you sat there, your legs stretched out in front of you, the water lapping at your thighs, your cock stood proudly. The throbbing became unbearable, and you shifted uncomfortably, hoping Erina might take the hint.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and her gaze locked with yours. A mischievous smile spread as she stood up, her curvaceous body glistening with droplets of water.

"Well, well, well…"

All relaxed, all confident, Erina was back to being the horny, prideful woman she was.

You didn't have to order her. She crawled between your legs, her eyes never leaving your hard-on, and then—

"Erina…!"

Yep, you really didn't have to say a thing.

Erina, of her own volition, wrapped her soft, warm lips around your shaft, giving it a gentle suck that made you catch your breath. "Mwah!" She left your cock to give a kiss, then another. "Mwah!"

Your cock almost came right then and there. The only reason you didn't was because you nutted just minutes ago. Lucky, in other words.

"So big, hm?" Erina looked up at you. "Do you know what a Morcilla is?" She didn't wait for an answer. "A Morcilla. Spain. Black pudding, boudin noir, morcilla—no matter what you call it, chefs around the world call it the best sausage in the world."

She leaned in, her cheek rubbing the side of your cock. The comparison between cock and face…it was a picture-perfect desire brought to life. A carnal want in a man to have your woman worship you.

Erina Nakiri, the pampered big-titty princess of the culinary world, worshiped your cock in that very same way and did so with complete acceptance.

"Your cock is better than any sausage." Erina kissed the side of your glans. "Mm…it's just so good…!"

Her hot breath tickled the sensitive head of your cock. She rose and then took you into her mouth.

Erina's tongue was like silk. There really was no other description of it. Anything else was shameful, a travesty. Gliding effortlessly up and down your length, you closed your eyes. Her tongue swirled, teasing the underside of your dick, and you groaned, running your fingers through her hair.

She was a natural. In fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she possessed greater talent in sucking dick than cooking. The youngest to ever reach the Elite Ten. The youngest to ever become the headmaster of an academy. The youngest to ever earn a Michelen Star.

All that and she was better at sucking dick.

Already, thirty seconds in, you could feel your control slipping. Her tongue was focusing on the slit of your cock, on where you pre-cum was leaking. Smiling, noticing the tension, she suddenly deep throated you, taking you all the way to the back of her throat.

But just as you think you were about to explode, she surprised you.

Instead of continuing her masterful blowjob, Erina released your cock with a pop and shifted her attention to your balls. Her warm, silky tongue went up sensitive skin, outlining each testicle. She was showing you how big your balls were. She was making them throb and clench.

"Fuuuck…!"

She switched up again. What was this? She sucked and swallowed your left testicle into her mouth. The very same lips that chefs bowed to, the very same lips that did a taste test for the greatest culinary minds in history—those lips were suckling on a man's balls. The left first, then the right.

She hummed, the vibrations driving you wild, and you could no longer hold back. Your hands gripped her hair tighter, and you thrust your hips forward.

"Cumming!"

Erina latched onto your cock faster than you could blink.

Spurt, spurt, spuuuurttt!

You thought after back-to-back orgasms that you would empty out. Wrong. So, so wrong. You came and kept cumming. Erina's eyes kept you locked in.

"Cum! Cum! Cum!"

She was muffling those words, ordering you to keep cumming.

You did just that.

Spurt, spurt, spuuuurttt!

Erina took the concept of draining balls literally.

Her tongue worked magic, flicking and caressing, and felt your balls tighten. You warned her that you couldn't stop, which was exactly what she wanted. She wanted your cum, and with one final, deep thrust into her mouth, you exploded every last bit of sperm you had left.

Erina swallowed and swallowed until you were empty. Until your cock went soft and you leaned your head back on the cobblestone floor.

"God…!"

Nestled between your legs, Erina cuddled against your cock again. A satisfied smile on her face, she licked her lips and watched you relax and sigh. She loved seeing her lover like that.

You recalled your own life. What you did on a day-to-day basis. School, work, whatever it was, Erina was there to drain your balls to make it all better.

You peered down and caught her eye again. She wouldn't act until you did. You smiled and your cock twitched.

Erina stood up and put her hands on her hips. "So you're ready?"

Her hourglass figure dripped with water. Seeing the pink slit of her cunt and the droplets falling from her nipples, you reached full mast. How could you be soft when Erina Nakiri stood in front of you? She held out her hand.

You took it without hesitation and pulled her. Her skin was soft against yours, her big boobs pressing into your chest. You could feel her hardened nipples and you yearned to taste her.

No kissing was involved. No words either.

You grabbed her ass cheeks. In one swift motion, you lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around your waist. Her arms snaked around your neck, and now she kissed you hungrily, her tongue invading your mouth with the same passion she displayed with her oral skills.

You groaned into her mouth, grinding your still-hard cock between her ass cheeks, letting her feel how ready you are for her.

Your hands cupped her ass and squeezed, making her squirm against you.

You broke the kiss and adjusted your cock. Thigh deep in the water, standing with this glorious specimen in your hands, you you entered her in one smooth thrust, claiming her pussy as your own.

"Mmmmhh~! Yes, it's back~!" Erina's nails dug into your back as you filled her completely. You began to move, slow at first…

"Mmm~! Nggghh~!"

…but soon a rhythm takes over, and you're pounding into her. Erina was already losing, already reminded of what occurred before.

Her pussy was tight and hot. You could feel her muscles contracting around you, and with each thrust, you drove her closer to the edge.

"I love ittt~! I love your cock~! I miss it~!"

"I know you do."

She worked so much. She did so much. Her only solace in life was you. Only you.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

Gripping those ass cheeks, fucking her as if your life depended on it…it was perfect for both of you.

"Love itttt~! I LOVE ITTT~!" A gasp and she threw her head back. Her boobs finally weren't pressed to your boobs and you loved it. Her face, her tits, everything about her was addicting.

"Cummiiing~! CUMMIIING~!"

Erina's moans turned to desperate cries the moment she climaxed. But you didn't stop; you kept pounding into her, wanting to drive her to the brink again and again.

"Haaahhh~! Ngggh~!" Her head was hanging off at this point. You smiled and slapped her left ass cheek to get her back to normal. "Ohhh~!"

It was semi-effective. Her head angled back toward you, looking you in the eye. Unfortunately, those eyes were full of a cock-hungry mist. Put simply, Erina was there but she was in no mood to talk.

"I'm gonna—nngggh~!" Her eyes rolled back. "Cummmm~!"

Her legs tightened around your waist, her pussy milking your cock as she came again. You felt her juices flowing, soaking your balls, and the sight and feel of her pleasure pushed you over the edge. You thrust one final time, burying yourself deep within her.

You came. You couldn't help. Her walls were suddenly painted by white and her womb was flooded with your thick seed. You didn't thrust, you just let go.

Pumping her full of your cum, you kissed Erina passionately, your tongues entwining as your bodies slowly relaxed.

This was love.

This was what it meant to fuck someone with God's Tongue.

…

…

…

"Mm…"

It was hard to believe but yes. There were some things better than sex. Which was despite the raging hard-on, you sat at the edge of the pool and relaxed. Erina was doing the same, a towel on her forehead and a hand on her head.

She was hot and lovely. Obviously, given the state of your cock, you could have gone again. But you didn't. This was better. Romantic silence often brought greater pleasure than any amount of sex.

You were looking up into the moon, then Erina. She was sighing and smiling and in complete joy.

"The moon looks beautiful tonight," you said.

Erina opened her eyes and looked up. Her smile grew. "It does."

***

You and Erina walked through the quiet, warmly lit halls of the hot spring inn, the soft click of your sandals echoing against the wooden floors. The night air inside the building was warm compared to the hot spring you had just come from, leaving a refreshing sensation on your skin. Erina walked beside you, her long blonde-brown hair slightly damp, wrapped in a luxurious robe that clung elegantly to her frame.

"This place is so much more peaceful at night," you remarked, glancing at her with a smile.

Erina flicked her hair over her shoulder, her tsundere nature showing as she huffed in response. "Of course. Only the finest hot springs offer this level of tranquility and I only choose the best! As a Nakiri!"

The two of you rounded the corner and—

"Ah!"

Erina yelped in surprise. Someone bumped into her and she lost her balance and fell backward, landing on the tatami floor with a soft thud. Standing in front of her, equally surprised, was none other than Soma Yukihira, also wrapped in a bathrobe.

You did not expect his presence. Neither did Erina.

"H-huh…?"

Her boobs spilled out, even though she didn't notice it. Your cock twitched underneath your bathrobes. Your woman was stacked.

"Yo, Nakiri! Fancy running into you here," Soma said, flashing his usual carefree grin.

Erina, her face flushed both from the fall and the unexpected encounter, narrowed her eyes. "Yukihira Soma?! What are you doing here? This is a private inn, not some diner!"

Her boobs spilled out some more, nearly revealing everything. Erina looked down, eyes wide, and immediately pulled it tighter around herself.

Soma sweat-dropped. You stifled a laugh as you knelt down and helped Erina to her feet. She straightened her robe quickly, her usual composure starting to return, though her flustered expression lingered.

"Actually, I got invited by the innkeeper to try some of the food here," Soma explained, completely unfazed by the situation. "It's pretty nice! You should try it sometime, Nakiri."

Erina crossed her arms and scoffed. "As if I need your recommendation to appreciate fine cuisine."

Something strange happened. Soma's bathrobe, barely held together by a loose knot, suddenly unraveled. Before anyone could react, the robe dropped, leaving Soma… well, exposed. Completely exposed.

Erina blinked, her earlier embarrassment quickly replaced by an unimpressed glare. You couldn't help it—you glanced at Soma for a second and instantly felt a mix of shock and disbelief.

Was that… it?

You hadn't expected to be sizing up your competition, but in that moment, all you could think was how the guy really wasn't packing anything noteworthy. Soma who was said to be close to Erina was…really nothing. A little cock with the tiniest of balls. Seriously, that sack lacked anything of substance.

"Err…Soma?" You pointed at the belt of his robes.

Soma put his hands on his hips as if proudly presenting his little cock. "What's up?"

Erina, ever the queen, narrowed her eyes and let out a derisive scoff. "Honestly, Yukihira. Not only are you clumsy, but it seems you're completely hopeless in life too. Tie your robe idiot."

Soma looked down and blinked. "Oh."

Erina cackled. "Fufu~! No wonder Megumi screamed."

"Oi, what's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means."

"I really don't."

You put a hand to your mouth. Seriously, what hadn't he covered up that tiny thing already? There was nothing to show off. Raisins for balls and a pinkie for a dick. Smaller even.

"Ah, sheesh." Soma looked down and grabbed the belt. "How do you tie this again?"

"Like I said," Erina said, "hopeless."

Soma took the mocking with a usual blank expression, shrugging it off like it was nothing. You, on the other hand, had to stifle a laugh—Erina's biting wit combined with the sheer awkwardness of the moment was too much. You weren't one to compare yourself to others, but if there was ever a moment of smug confidence, this was it.

Soma eventually tied his robe back up. Somehow, he was unaffected by the situation. "Hey, since we bumped into each other," Soma began casually, "how about a game of cards? I've got a deck back in my room."

Erina's arms crossed under her bust as she shot him a withering look. "No, thank you. I have better things to do with my time."

She reached for your arm, pulling you along with her. The soft press of her boobs against your arms made your heart race for a moment. Her bountiful chest flush against your side, she led you away from Soma without looking back. You could tell she was still riled up, her pride bruised from the little encounter.

Soma, confused but unbothered, scratched the back of his head and glanced back at the two of you walking off. "Huh. Weird." He shrugged and wandered off, likely already thinking about his next culinary experiment.

As you and Erina continued down the hall, you couldn't resist giving her a playful squeeze on the ass. Her eyes flickered toward you, and a soft, satisfied hum escaped her lips, though she didn't say anything. Her composure and pride had softened in your company over time, and it was moments like this that made you realize just how much she'd grown to trust you.

"By the way," you asked, "what was that about Megumi?"

Erina laughed. "It was a story she told me. See..."

It was not Yukihira Soma that was in Erina's mind. It was you. You were bigger, better, and more attentive. You had the chemistry to truly connect with her. And, perhaps less importantly, you had the cock to plow her to the point of insanity.

Erina loved you and no one, not even Soma, could get in the way of that.