The General Store Noona's Tight Anal

The walk to the general store felt refreshing. Maybe it was because I was heading out to have fun after a hard day's work — even my footsteps came out light.

Hmm. But…

I glanced around. Call it a hunch, but the scenery I'd always known felt somehow off. Outfits I'd never seen around here before. People scanning their surroundings a little too carefully. There seemed to be more of them than usual.

Underworld types?

The ones who'd someday overturn this territory and drag it down into a swamp of evil — the underground organizations. It was about time those bastards started running wild. Growing strong enough before that happened was what mattered.

I just need to get one item and hit Runner Late, and I'm done.

The thought that this peaceful street, this city I'd only just gotten used to, would be thrown into chaos by evil — it made me sigh. I wasn't exactly a saint myself. But I didn't want to watch outright villains running around unchecked. More than anything, I hadn't even finished claiming all the women here yet.

I'll stop them. No matter what.

After ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠turning all that over in my head, I arrived at the general store. She looked about ready to close — only a single light was still on. I opened the door and stepped inside. Annie, who'd been wrapping things up, turned around.

"Just about to clo— oh my, Lashu?"

"Hey, noona!"

I came closer, fishing for a line that would shake her heart. Annie, always so gloomy and expressionless, smiled for just a moment.

"Why does it feel like I haven't seen you in forever? It's good to see you."

"Right? Ah — did I come at a bad time? You should be resting."

"No. But you're speaking more casually now? I like it, though."

"I wanted a gorgeous woman like you to treat me more comfortably."

"Uh, uh…? Y-yeah! Hehe."

Annie's face went red. She really hadn't spent much time around men. Of course, she'd dealt with plenty of them in the past — but treating someone as an object of lust and treating them as someone you actually connect with are two different things. The way a lover and a fuck-buddy are different — even if those lines have gotten blurrier lately — those two cases weren't the same either.

"What brings you here…?"

"I wanted to play with you, noona. Hot and heavy."

I looked around for the figurine I'd bought last time, but it was nowhere in sight.

"Huh. I wanted to buy another figurine. You don't sell them anymore?"

I put on a disappointed face, and Annie quickly shook her head.

"N-no! That one sold, so I put the others somewhere else."

"Yeah? That's a shame."

"You can do it."

"Huh?"

She placed my hand on her chest and sent me a lingering look.

"You can do whatever you want…♥"

Shy as a rabbit one second, then baring her true colors like a bitch in heat the next. That was why I liked Annie. People who were honest about their feelings were people you could trust.

Then she shook her head.

"But you've gotten famous lately."

"Oh, you knew?"

"I want to know everything about you… Is it okay for you to be with someone like me?"

There it was — Annie putting herself down again. I wanted to build up her self-esteem.

"I came here to play hot and heavy anyway. And what's wrong with you? I saw you doing that cart-girl modeling gig last time."

"Y-you did?"

"You looked pretty."

Just one line. Nothing more, nothing less. Annie broke into a bashful grin.

"Thanks. Ah, then this way…"

"Yeah."

We went into the dark room from last time. The place was familiar enough by now. A lantern flickered weakly to life, its glow spreading outward before the darkness swallowed it whole.

"So. What should we play?"

I'd come all this way, and now I was actually drawing a blank. Annie pressed herself against me, lighting up.

"There's something I want to try."

"What? Bondage play? Getting dominated? Squirting?"

"…Anal."

The word was barely out of her mouth before she was leading me to the bed. The way she took my hand and pulled me along looked exactly like a seasoned whore. That only made me harder.

A rustle of fabric. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she peeled off her clothes, and I could see her silhouette. There was nothing noble about it — just a cheap, vulgar lewdness, laid bare in the dark.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I caught her from behind as she stood and slapped her ass.

A wet crack rang out.

"Kyaaah♥"

"Stick your ass up."

Annie lifted her hips a fraction. From behind, I pressed my index and middle fingers together and pushed them into her pussy. A few strokes and she was already soaked — wet, filthy sounds filling the dark. Was there a sluttier cunt anywhere? It was getting wet all on its own, like a dog that knew its owner.

Annie braced a hand against the wall, looking down at the bed, and smiled like she was delighted.

"Nngh♥ Hhhnk♥ Finger me more♥ Fuck my ass♥"

"Gotta build it up first. Don't worry."

I stroked down her back, then slid around to her side, climbing from the soft give of her waist up to her breasts and grabbing a handful. The volume that filled my palm sent another surge of blood into my cock. I wedged my swollen head between her ass cheeks and picked up the pace with my fingers.

"Ah — it hurts, but it feels so gooood♥ Hnngh♥ La-Lashu, please, put your cock in my ass, I want you… I want you♥"

She really knew how to get a man going. This should be enough. My right hand was glistening with her juices. I smeared them straight onto her asshole and started working it gently. The tightly clenched hole twitched, then began to ease open, bit by bit.

I fingered her pussy again, slathered the slick on my cockhead, and pushed in. Her ass hadn't fully opened yet. I shoved through anyway.

"Hic — wait. A-a little slow…"

"Can't wait anymore. You got me too horny, noona."

"It's going to tear…♥"

"It's okay. I'll be gentle, noona."

I answered her sweetly and drove my hips forward. Annie convulsed like I'd stabbed her womb, her whole body shuddering. That irregular trembling, those plump, taut ass cheeks rolling with every twitch. I nudged her forward until her knees were on the bed and started thrusting.

Wet, filthy slaps. I carved through her burning-hot ass with nothing but the shaft of my cock. It would slide in nicely, then the muscles would clamp down and slow me. I punched through anyway. That ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was what sex was. I nodded to myself.

"Hah — hahh."

"Nngh♥ La-Lashu, you're like a water buffalo… ihk-hhng♥ Too roughhh. Nngh♥ Punch all the way through my ass just like thiiis♥"

Annie had been holding this in for a long time too, apparently — she was letting every filthy word spill out without a shred of shame. I grabbed both of her breasts and slammed my hips like a dog in heat.

The feeling was nothing like a pussy. A cunt would squeeze, then ease off, the walls massaging you as they clung. An ass was different — thicker walls that clamped down like a vise, contracting around my shaft like it meant to shear the thing clean off. That stifling, strangely filthy pressure felt incredible.

"You like it? Noona, you like it?"

"Yeah, I like it♥ Aahh-nngh♥ Your cockhead is hitting everywhere inside my ass, haa, like a naughty fuck-buddy♥"

I pressed my face against her back and breathed her in. The scent of a grown woman came flooding over me. Honestly, I'd been a little worried about going in the ass — it wasn't a place designed for a cock, after all. But get this: Annie's ass was spotless. Not a hint of anything off, and it was hotter and tighter than her pussy. From my cock's point of view, it was like a sauna built exclusively for dicks.

"Noona, why is your ass so clean?"

"Heh-nngh♥ You don't like it clean…?"

"No, I like it. Just wasn't expecting it."

"I always keep it empty."

"Huh?"

"While looking forward to the day you'd fuck it♥"

So she'd always wanted me to take her there. The way she'd moaned my name while getting herself off in the storeroom hadn't been a coincidence after all. I was proud of her. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, and with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my other hand I squeezed her breast hard.

"Noona. Want to change what we call each other?"

"T-to what? Haaang♥"

"From now on, you call me Young Master. I'll call you by name."

"Haa… I fucking love that♥"

Annie's body seized up all at once, and she started pissing — a hot spray that soaked the wall she'd been facing and the bed beneath her. A thick, rich smell of her body filled the air.

"Yes, Young Master…♥"

"That's it, Annie. You like getting your ass punched through by someone way younger than you?"

"Yes, I- nngh! Hahh♥ I love it, haa, Young Master's cock makes me complete♥"

Squelching, pounding slaps.

"You really only know how to talk dirty, huh? Like a dog in heat."

"Yes, I'm a slut♥ Ahh, your cock's going to punch through my ass♥ Young Master, haang♥ Your cockhead is pounding me like a stake, my belly's going thump-thump♥"

Annie was screaming moans that were barely distinguishable from shrieks, her whole body sheened with sweat. The more she did, the faster I fucked her. I should have been pacing myself, catching my breath — but lust was running the show. I dragged my tongue up her sweat-slick back, then sank my teeth into her shoulder like a young animal.

Right now she was a maid serving me. A slave. And I was her little master. This body — this cheap, filthy, obscene body of hers — belonged entirely to me, if only for this moment.

I spanked her again. Another wet crack.

"Kyaaah♥ Young Master, aahh, your hands feel so gooood♥"

"You filthy slut."

"Treat me rougher♥ Hnngh♥ And when you're done using me, throw me away♥ It'd cost money to rehome me♥"

Where the hell had she learned to talk like that? Or had she come up with it herself? She was an insanely filthy noona. Which only made me like her more.

I grinned and bit down harder on her shoulder. It had to hurt, but Annie still turned her head toward me, panting with lust. Our mouths met, and she pushed her tongue against mine, thick and sticky. Between our faces, two heavy tongues tangled together, taking their time. The dark room was nothing but the sound of flesh hitting flesh. Two people's breathing growing rougher, fluids flying in every direction, the air turning wetter and wetter. That was enough.

Today, I was punching through Annie's ass.

"Aahhaaang♥ Young Master, mark your territory, hahh♥ Tell me I'm yours, that I'm your filthy little slaveee♥"

"I'll cum in you sloppy."

That was all the answer she needed. I forced my way through the pressure, driving higher, deeper. Her ass clenched and released in a panic, startled by something that had no business being there — then it adapted, wrapping around me in a burning grip. I seized her waist like I meant to break it and slammed into her with everything I had. A climax surged up that felt like it would burn my balls to cinders.

"Ugh — Annie, Annie, haa…!"

"Kyahhng♥ Young Master — no, baby♥ I like you♥ I love you♥ Baybeee♥"

I let out one long breath. Gathered every ounce of force into my cock. Drove in once, as deep as I could go. I poured every last drop of my lust into the ass that had declared its submission.

I kept twitching through it, and so did Annie. Even after I pulled out of her ass, I was still cumming, so I finished the rest across her back.

Wait, what? Jumping a whole rank was one thing, but that many hearts? That was like going from Bronze all the way up to Diamond 1.

Well. Good for me, I guess?

I was still swallowing that down when Annie started to stir, rubbing at the ass that was still oozing cum in thick, lazy pulses.

"Haa. That was fantastic. Haaang♥"

The strength went out of her legs and she sank onto the bed. I watched her and started putting my clothes back on, letting the afterglow drain away.

"Nngh, can't you stay a little longer? I like Lashu's smell."

"I told Mom I'd be back soon."

"I just want to be with you tonight, baby…"

She was calling me baby like it was the most natural thing in the world now. Oh, boy. Annie kept pressing herself against me, angling for another kiss. She'd gone past looking like a whore — she looked like a succubus.

"Noona, I want a round two too, but Mom's waiting."

"…Okay."

"Then let's play again next time?"

"Yeah!"

I left her with something to look forward to and stepped out of the general store. Phew. Nothing like unloading to clear your head.

Left alone, Annie scooped the semen leaking from her ass with her fingers. She touched it to her tongue, and the corners of her eyes curved.

"It's fishy, but sweet. Delicious♥"

She was falling for Lashu. Or maybe she'd already fallen, a long time ago.

The smile he showed me. The attention. All of it was so warm. Nobody treated me like a person — let alone a woman. Only Lashu was different. Does he feel the same way I do?

She slowly rolled her tongue toward the empty air. Saliva clung thick, then stretched out in a thread like a spider's silk. She thought about Lashu constantly. Just looking at him made her chest tremble. This wasn't something that had started yesterday, or today. That was how badly she wanted him — how long she had wanted him.

"Sex like a beast… I love it so much♥"

The heat had died down, but she wanted to feel it one more time. She reached to the side. Her fingers closed around the figurine Lashu had bought. She pressed it to her nose and breathed in, then started pushing it into her pussy.

Wet, filthy sounds.

"Ahnk, baby. Your smell is still on this too♥ I miss you, baby, haang♥"

She wanted to have Lashu. To own him. To make him entirely, completely hers. Annie was fucking herself with a desperate, feverish intensity — and then, all at once, her face went still.

She had thought of Lashu's mother.

Mother. You're in the way. Enough that I want to kill you…

She broke into a grin. In the darkness, it was sharp enough to light the room brighter than the lantern — a cold, murderous smile.