The Hungry Widow
The second floor of the Moonlight Shelter, Hans's room. The rain hammered down outside the window with a relentless roar. The air inside was damp and sticky. But that stickiness wasn't just from the weather.
The narrow room was filled with the heated breaths of two people and the sweet scent of alcohol.
"Hans, have another drink."
"Ugh... I-I'm really at my limit now..."
Hans waved his hand weakly, his words slurring together. But Masa gently caught that hand and pressed the glass back into it.
"Oh my, a man shouldn't be so weak after just this much. Here, open wide~."
Masa brought the glass to his lips. Her red lips shimmered right before his eyes, and every time she breathed, the rich, feminine scent of her body tickled his nose. Hans opened his mouth as if in a trance. The strong liquor burned down his throat. It felt like his esophagus was on fire, but his numbed brain quickly sent signals of pleasure instead.
"Hehe... Masa, you're... really kind..."
"Huhu, am I? It's only because you're so cute, Hans."
Masa leaned far over the table. Her voluptuous breasts pressed against the edge and squished outward. Hans's wandering gaze lost its way completely and finally plunged into that deep valley.
'Whoa... they're seriously huge...'
Maybe it was the alcohol. Normally he would have turned away out of guilt, but right now he couldn't look away. As if enjoying his stare, Masa pushed her chest out even more and narrowed her eyes.
'That's right. Look more. Look all you want.'
She cheered inwardly. This young, innocent male was completely defenseless right now. Just a little more. Just a little more pushing and the last of his restraint would crumble.
"Hans."
"Yeees..."
"This liquor is actually incredibly expensive. You can only find it in the imperial capital. It's quite rare."
Masa shook the empty bottle. Hans's eyes widened into perfect circles.
"R-really...? Then the money..."
"Oh dear, don't worry. I'm treating you tonight."
Masa stood up and approached the swaying Hans. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and whispered into his ear.
"Instead..."
"......?"
"You'll have to play with me tonight, okay?"
Her voice was soaked with desire. Hans nodded blankly.
"Yeees... hehe... sure..."
It felt like something inside him had snapped. Hans slumped onto the table and closed his eyes. The world spun round and round. Masa's laughter mixed with the droning sound of rain, sounding almost dreamlike.
'Feels good...'
And soon, his consciousness sank into a deep, dark abyss.
"Zzz... guuu..."
Snoring filled the room.
Masa stared down at him for a long time. The customer-service smile on her lips slowly faded, replaced by raw, naked desire.
'He's out cold.'
A completely spent male. Masa swallowed hard. Her heart pounded so violently she thought her ribs might crack. Was this really okay? Getting a guest—especially a young man more than ten years her junior—drunk and then taking advantage of him? If the villagers found out, they might stone her to death.
But.
'I'm... I'm a woman too.'
Her gaze drifted to Hans's thick, powerful thighs and the heavy bulge between them. Her late husband had been a good man, but terrible in bed. Maybe because of their age difference, but he couldn't last even a minute before finishing. Rough and completely lacking in any consideration. After he died, Masa had guarded the inn alone, writhing in loneliness through countless nights.
Occasional passing adventurers had flirted with her, but their eyes were always dirty and greedy. This young man, though, was different. Innocent. Clean. And above all...
"He looks delicious..."
Masa muttered without thinking. She carefully reached out to him. She needed to move him to the bed.
"Up we go..."
She slid her arms under his armpits and tried to lift him. But he didn't budge.
"Oh my, what's with you? You're like a boulder."
He looked slim at first glance, but he was packed with muscle. Grunting with effort, Masa draped his limp arm over her shoulder and dragged him toward the bed.
"Hup!"
The moment she used her whole body's momentum to toss him onto the mattress, the soft bedding sank deeply under his weight. Masa, who hadn't let go in time, lost her balance completely.
"W-whoa?!"
Unable to stop her forward momentum, she let out a short cry and fell right on top of him.
"Ah...!"
Her breasts were crushed against his firm chest. Through his thin shirt, she felt his burning body heat and the steady thump, thump of his heartbeat. Masa stopped breathing.
Hans's face was right in front of her. His long eyelashes, straight nose, and the alcohol-scented breath leaking between his slightly parted lips. Everything about him paralyzed her reason.
"Haa... haa..."
Her breathing grew ragged. A tingling heat spread through her lower belly. She could feel her underwear already soaking through. As if possessed, she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
Sniff, sniff. The scent of sweat, soap, and the unique pheromones of a young male mixed together.
"I'm going crazy, seriously..."
Masa gave his neck a light lick with her tongue. It was salty. Her hand slowly slid downward. One by one, she undid the buttons of his shirt.
Pop. Pop. His solid abs were revealed. The sharply defined muscles, as if carved by a chisel, flexed with every breath. With trembling fingers, she stroked those abs. The sensation against her fingertips was electrifying.
Now only his pants remained. Masa placed her hand on his belt buckle.
Click. The metallic sound seemed unusually loud. She flinched and checked his face.
"Mmmnya..."
Fortunately, he was only talking in his sleep. No sign of waking. Masa let out a sigh of relief and carefully pulled down the zipper.
Ziiiip—.
Then she lifted his hips slightly and yanked both his pants and underwear down in one go.
At that moment.
"......!"
Masa clapped a hand over her mouth. She nearly screamed. The massive beast that had been trapped inside his underwear sprang up with a heavy thwump!
"Oh my god..."
Her pupils shook as if an earthquake had struck. This... this was a weapon. Thick blue veins bulged and throbbed, and the head was flushed a deep, angry red. The length was impressive, but the girth was overwhelming—about as thick as her own wrist. Could something like that even fit inside her?
Fear, curiosity, and above all, an intense desire to conquer flooded Masa's mind.
"You were walking around with something like this... pretending to be so innocent?"
A strange sense of betrayal mixed with her excitement. She carefully reached out and wrapped her hand around the shaft. It was hot. The scorching heat burned against her palm.
"Huu..."
As if responding to her touch, Hans's cock twitched and swelled even larger. Masa swallowed hard. Her mouth filled with saliva.
'Just once... just a little taste...?'
She slowly lowered her head. Her nose hovered just above the tip. The musky scent of a male filled her lungs. She extended her tongue and gave the head a tentative lick.
Slurp.
"......!"
Goosebumps erupted across her entire body. A jolt of pleasure shot up her spine and straight into her brain.
"Delicious..."
She couldn't hold back anymore. She opened her mouth wide and took the head inside.
"Chrrrp..."
Something warm and soft filled her mouth completely. Masa swirled her tongue around the glans, tightened her lips around the shaft, and began moving her head up and down.
Slurp, slurp, schlick.
Wet, obscene sounds began to echo through the room. Even while worrying that the noise might leak outside or that Hans might wake up, Masa couldn't stop. It was too big. Her mouth felt like it would tear apart. Her jaw ached, but even that pain felt like pleasure.
She grew bolder. She pushed the shaft deep into her throat and pulled it out again and again.
"Ughk... glk... chrrrp..."
Her eyes grew moist. Hans's hips began to twitch.
"Mmm..."
A groan escaped his lips. Masa froze in surprise and looked up at him. His brows were furrowed. Was he waking up? But he didn't. Instead, as if drowning in pleasure, he threw his head back and thrust his hips upward. The motion drove his cock deep into her throat with a heavy thud.
"Uwp...!"
Masa gagged but didn't pull away. On the contrary, the rough movement excited her even more. She gripped his ass with both hands and shook her head even more violently.
Schlurp, schluup, chrrrrp!
The stronger her suction became, the faster his hips moved. She could feel the muscles in his thighs growing rock-hard. He was about to cum. Masa instinctively knew it. She tightened her lips and lashed the tip of her tongue against his urethra with fierce intensity.
"Hngh...!"
Hans let out a short cry and arched his back like a bow. At that moment—
Spurt, spuuuurt!
Thick, hot liquid slammed into the back of Masa's throat in heavy ropes.
"Mmph... mmph...!"
The amount was enormous. Even as she swallowed and swallowed, it kept coming. Far from fishy, it tasted strangely sweet. Masa desperately tried not to spill a single drop.
Gulp. Gulp.
When the long ejaculation finally ended, Hans's body, which had been tense as a wire, went completely limp on the bed. Even after releasing that much, he remained sound asleep, completely unaware of the world.
Masa wiped the white semen from the corner of her mouth with her finger, licked it clean, and panted heavily.
"Haa... haa... I'm insane... seriously..."
Her stomach felt heavy. She gazed at Hans with hazy eyes. But then—
"Huh...?"
Her eyes widened once more. Even after releasing so much, Hans's cock hadn't softened at all. If anything, it stood even more rigidly than before, piercing toward the ceiling.
"No way..."
Masa poked it in disbelief. Boing. It sprang back with elastic force. The red tip twitched as if still hungry. Her lower region flooded again with a fresh gush of wetness.
This was an opportunity. A gift from the gods—or perhaps from the devil.
'It would be a sin to leave it like this.'
Masa murmured to herself as if casting a spell. Her mouth wasn't enough. She wanted to fill her empty, aching place with that hot, massive thing.