A Lot Of Practice

"And didn't you say that I could also use my tongue? And give a better experience than human girls." Astrid suddenly brought back the topic.

"Tell me how to do that!" She demanded.

"Well, first off, I'll just say that your tongue isn't a shredder that will tear whatever it touches. It's simply a little bit more rougher than a normal tongue and can honestly feel really good and give a numbing sensation that no other tongue could give if used properly."

"Ohh...I see." She nodded her head and mentally took down some notes.

"So how do I use it properly? Is there a specific technique or anything I need to specifically do?"

"Practice." I said, with a straight face. "You need a whole lot of practice."

"From the amount of pressure you apply to how you move your tongue around, you're going to need to do a lot of practical work to find out the best and most safe way to use that tongue of yours."

"And if by chance you master that tongue of yours, your head game will be on a whole another level, which I can guarantee since I see potential in you." I said as if I were scouting out a potential all-star baseball batter.

"But how would I practice something that I know nothing about?"

"Even the most complex math theories started with the basics that someone had already established. How am I supposed to learn something that no one has done before?"

"With my guidance, of course." I answered her doubt.

"With my constant help and side-by-side guidance, you'll have the best tongue in the Minotaur race in no time."

"I guess I can trust you on that since you seem pretty confident and know all about it."

Why is she making it seem like I've sucked on a couple of dicks in my lifetime?

"But what will I practice on? The closest thing I can think of that resembles a penis is a banana. If I want to go even further, I'll have to buy a t-toy to use." Astrid's voice lowered at the end.

"Bullshit! Why would you use something like a toy when you have a perfectly functioning dick hanging in front of you!?" I exclaimed a little, angry that she was even considered a banana when I was right in front of her.

"Then wouldn't I be practicing with you?" She looked up and asked, to which I nodded my head.

"B-But you said I'll need a lot of practice, and it will take a decent amount of time."

"Exactly. That's why I'll be there by your side whenever you need me and will lend you my tool whenever you want to use it to practice." I said righteously.

"Doesn't that just mean I'll be doing a lot of embarrassing things to you while you sit back and enjoy it?" She found out the crux of the matter and looked at me warily.

"Cough-Cough...It's not like that. I genuinely want to help you." I said as I looked away.

"Sure, you do..." She looked at me suspiciously.

"Well, leaving that aside, we should probably go ahead with the extraction process since you probably have to attend club activities after this." 

"I guess I do." She gave me one last look and moved on, seeing that we didn't have much time left.

"So are you going to extract the sample yourself?"

"I could. But that would be a little too boring, so you're going to help me out." 

"Eh? But isn't my tongue a little too dangerous for you at the moment?" She looked up and asked, not knowing what I was leading to.

"It's dangerous if you handle your tongue yourself. But it's an entirely different case when I'm the one piloting it." 

"You want to use my tongue yourself?" Astrid looked at me weirdly.

"What does that even mean?"

"I'll show you, if you can open your mouth and stick out your tongue for me."

"Right now? In this position?" She asked, to which I nodded my head.

"You're not going to fart on my face when I open my mouth, are you?" She asked warily.

"I will if you don't open your mouth and stop asking questions." I replied.

She immediately opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue when she heard my words, while she spread her legs to the point where I could clearly see her drenched panties that had a thin outline on them that indicated something was sticking on to it real right.

Her pale pink tongue was hanging out of her mouth and rested on her lower lips, while she was looking up with her wide eyes and an expectant look on her face. 

Her mouth was also open wide, knowing that my penis would bash into her teeth if she didn't open her mouth to her fullest capability.

I didn't immediately start using her tongue, and I first stretched out two fingers and ran them along the middle of her tongue. All the way from the tip to the furthest my fingers reached before my knuckles got stopped by her lips, I rubbed her tongue in a straight line to get a gist of where it was the roughest and how much pressure I should apply.

Astrid's tongue didn't wriggle around like before and stayed still the whole time. She must have gotten used to her tongue being played with from what I did earlier and learned the protocol.

She simply let me do whatever I wanted and just let the rest of her body react, like how her red nose was twitching whenever my fingers reached the back, like she was going to sneeze.

After scouting the area, I finally did what she was expecting me to do from the moment I whipped out my penis and held the slab of meat in my hand, placing the tip right on her tongue.

The moment I put my dick on the surface of her tongue that was sticking out, her tongue bent downwards towards her chin, not able to handle the weight of my penis. In response, I lifted my penis up and let it hover over her tongue, with it just touching her wet, pink flesh.

I didn't move it at first and simply let it rest on the upper middle area of her rather long tongue, wanting her to first have an initial taste. It was almost as if she were taking the first sip of a bowl of hot, sweet, and sour soup.

I was expecting her to react in some way or another, as the taste of a cock in your mouth for a beginner wouldn't be the best thing they ever tasted. But surprisingly, other than first being startled, she didn't seem to mind the taste and just let it rest there.

She even moved her tongue a little upwards while trying to look at where my dick was from top, as if she were trying to get a better taste and a better view of my dick, which was something I didn't expect.

I thought she would first feel a little awkward or even a little disgusted, and I was even ready to slow down my pace if it was too much for her. But she, on the other hand, looked like she was genuinely curious about the taste of her starter and was moving her tongue around like a cow pulling out grass with her tongue.

Slurp~ Slurp~

Since the room was so quiet, I could hear her tongue slightly rubbing the bottom of my tip and also vividly feel the bumpy texture of her tongue, which felt really ticklish.

Astrid already knew what would happen if she applied too much pressure, so her movements were very delicate and seemed more aimed at her wanting to have a better taste, rather than pleasuring me. This point could also be backed up by how focused her eyes were on my penis, while she looked like she completely forgot the person it was attached to.

"Quite the eager little calf, aren't you?"

"I didn't even tell you to do anything, and you've already started to slurp it up like it's the last stalk of grass on the barren ground." I said with a sarcastic smile on her face, which made her tongue freeze and look up at me as if she just got caught in the act of stealing food from the pantry in the middle of the night.