Husband's Dick Too Tiny to Feel – Ruin My Pussy with a Much Bigger One♥♥
After the long, drawn-out fuck finally wrapped up.
“Haah... haah...”
Lina lay sprawled across the desk in the exact same position, utterly spent as she caught her breath. She panted hot, ragged gasps. Her face burned with a deep flush. She looked like the aftermath of a raging storm—hair a total tangled mess, clothes hopelessly wrinkled. Her underwear lay discarded on the floor, rolling aimlessly.
“Eek, ugh...”
She still twitched now and then, the lingering aftershocks rippling through her. Thick globs of semen oozed steadily from her pussy. But with a simple contraception spell cast beforehand, pregnancy wasn't a concern.
Leon tossed a water bottle to the near-comatose Lina, then sauntered over toward where Siana stood. She shrank back, bracing herself as he approached—but he simply brushed past her, heading straight for the classroom door. Through the slight gap in the partially open door, frantic footsteps echoed faintly. He didn't rush, though. He strolled leisurely, gripped the handle, and slid it open with a drag—scanning the empty hallway. No signs of life anywhere.
But right there on the floor, where the door had been ajar, the telltale traces of some peeping little rat gleamed clearly. He touched it, and sticky fluid clung to his fingers.
As expected.
Tower students stayed busy even on weekends, each with their own routines. Some tackled guild quests for cash and fame, others hunted materials or picked up quick part-time gigs for spending money. Most just hung out with friends, of course.
But Leon's weekend routine was nothing like the others'.
He'd left the dorm early that morning—plenty of stops to make. He slipped out of the central district with its education facilities and dorms, heading for the outer commercial zone.
In the plaza out front of the hottest potion shop in the outskirts, he approached the woman waiting for him.
“Siana-sensei! Been waiting long?”
He called out loud on purpose. She'd already spotted him and started toward him, but she flinched and glanced nervously around. Then she hurried over and whispered,
“Q-quietly...! What if someone hears?!”
“Why worry if others hear?”
Playing dumb, he shot back. She looked frustrated and anxious as she replied,
“A female teacher out on a weekend date alone with a male student? Anyone would think that's suspicious...!”
“Date? Aren't we just hanging out?”
“Ah...”
She flushed at her own slip-up, turning her face away before mumbling belatedly,
“A-anyway...! It looks like that to other people...”
“Yeah? Is that why you're even wearing sunglasses you never use?”
“...Anyway, it's dangerous, so don't call me sensei..!”
“What should I call you then?”
“...Sia, Siana. Just Siana—no 'sensei' after.”
“Got it, Siana. You wearing everything I ordered?”
“D-didn't tell you to go casual on me..! And yeah, I am, so don't worry...”
“Yeah?”
He slipped a hand into his pocket and flicked on the remote controller.
“Hnn?! Mmph.”
She jolted with a stifled moan, clapping a hand over her mouth. She scanned the surroundings, checking if anyone had noticed anything off.
“D-don't turn it on out of nowhere in a crowded spot..!”
She whispered right in his ear, up on her tiptoes—still not quite tall enough, so she craned her neck. Her soft lips let out hot breath that tickled his ear, practically begging him to fuck her right then and there.
But he held back today.
“Siana. It's your punishment—gotta do it right. Slack off, and you'll get in trouble?”
“A-again with the casual talk.. O-okay...”
“We've got a ton of places to hit today, so hurry up and follow.”
“First up's Libia's potion shop.”
“Hn... But why so many stops?”
“Stuff you asked for, stuff I need to buy.”
“Of course, the main goal's something else.”
“Main goal?”
“Hmm... call it tribute?”
“Tribute?”
Siana kept parroting back, clearly lost.
“You'll figure it out by the end of the day.”
Ting- Leon pushed open the door to Libia's potion shop first, with Siana trailing behind. As the top shop in the Tower, it oozed luxury with its flashy lights and signage.
“Leon... Isn't this place crazy expensive?”
“I've got a good value spot I hit up regular—there...”
“Leon? Is that Leon?”
The shop owner cut her off, emerging from behind the counter to look for him. A stunning beauty. A touch shorter than Leon, but her glamorous curves were pure allure. Her natural brown hair swayed softly with every move. She first tilted her head at Siana, then lit up with a beaming smile at Leon. That smile suited her perfectly.
“Ah, Libia auntie—doing well?”
“You bet, thanks to you. Coming inside?”
“Yeah, usual tea please, auntie.”
“Tea? Oh, right—your regular, got it.”
“But that girl...”
“Ah, she'll wait out here—no worries.”
She flashed another sweet smile in reply.
“Gotcha~”
Even as a mom, she was the Tower's infamous stunner. That radiant smile could steal any clueless guy's heart.
He watched Libia head into the back room first, then turned to Siana.
“You two seem real close? What's the deal?”
He answered her question with a smirk... and a pat on her ass.
“Kyaa! W-what're you doing..?!”
She jumped in shock, whipping around toward the counter—but Libia was already inside. No one watching.
“Pfft...”
What a cute reaction. Impossible not to tease.
“Our little pup stay good and 'wait' without master around?”
“F-fuck off..! Don't need you saying that! At least kill the vibrator..!”
He left the blushing mess behind and followed Libia into the back room. The layout hid it from the counter outside. Deeper in was the owner's living space—clustered small rooms with all the necessities.
Libia waited there. No sign of the promised tea, though.
“Auntie, where's the tea?”
“What tea? Just played along while you bullshitted that girl.”
“Aw, bummer. Was hoping to try auntie's brew.”
“Say the word later if you want the real deal. I'll make it anytime.”
“Then, can I check this month's goods first?”
“Yup, right here.”
Libia headed to the storage room and came back with pouches about the size of four fists.
“Five of these total.”
“Quality?”
“Haven't checked yet. Was waiting for you.”
She handed them over with another beaming smile. So damn smiley.
He took one, opened it—packed with white powder. He scooped some up to inspect and asked,
“Husband?”
“Out chopping wood. You know he's always gone this time.”
“Daughter?”
“Off playing with the neighborhood kids.”
“...Perfect. Open up, Libia.”
Hee- Like she'd been waiting forever, she gaped her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.
He dug into the pouch, grabbed a handful of powder, and dumped it straight down her throat. She gulped it greedily, then lashed her tongue out like a slut to lick every last speck from her lips.
“Hnn! It's here, it's commming..♥”
Her body shuddered violently, eyes rolling back. She clenched her teeth, savoring the tremors as drool leaked from the gaps.
“Uggghhh..♥ C-cuummming..♥”
Then her mouth flopped open wide, tongue lolling as spit dripped in strings. She bucked her hips back and forth like a cheap whore. That pretty face twisted into ruin.
“Haaak..♥ Hueeek..♥”
No matter how you sliced it, her smile was cute enough—but this drugged-out, vulgar ahegao fit her way better.
She stood there twitching for a while, then staggered toward him on wobbly legs.
“Master, cock, gimme cockk..♥”
“Pussy's been so empty all week♥♥”
She dropped to her knees in front of him, staring laser-focused at his crotch. Pussy as loose as her smile, just like always.
“Didn't fuck your husband?”
“Did... but...”
“Husband's dick is fucking tiny, couldn't feel his thrusts at all...”
“So I just waited for Leon's cock♥”