Kalum Bloom's Utter Defeat
"I'm gonna keep doing this to you over and over. Over and over. Non-stop."
"Ah...."
Kalum's dead eyes shook violently in the face of even greater despair.
"Now choose. Is that holy artifact you worship so much better, or—"
Squelch!!
"Guh...."
"—is my cock better? Come on, I'll thrust it in just ten more times. Decide by then. If you don't answer... you know what happens, right?"
"A—"
Squelch, squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!!
"Oog... haaah, haa...!!"
"There, about to cum again, huh? Don't you wanna cum now? So what do you say?"
"Grk... ugh, I, I...... oooh...!!"
"Tch. Where do you think you're going on your own."
I stopped my hips right before her climax again....
"Y-you fucking bastard!! You think... you think a dick from some other guy like you... could satisfy me?! Hah... haha!! I was just playing along because your smug face pissed me off so much!!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Y-yeah... so... guh—!!"
I slammed my hand down on the back of Kalum's head, shoving her face into the bedsheets.
"I told you. This is your last chance."
"Mmmph!!"
Maybe she could guess what I was about to do next, because Kalum thrashed like a maniac, but luckily, pinned under my body, her struggles were just that—futile flailing.
But ignoring my outstretched hand to taunt me wasn't enough; this wriggling pissed me off even more—
Pop!!
"Mrrphph...!!"
I yanked my cock pillar out of her shithole in one go. Her ass, crushed under my cockhead, shot up on its own, and from her sloppy, wrecked shithole, bubbles and intestinal fluids from my pounding sprayed out, twitching with vulgar wet farts.
Just moments ago, she'd been twisting her body and head in resistance, but now she held her ass high, face buried obediently in the sheets, her body shuddering.
I rammed my cock back into her twitching, slutty backdoor and slammed down her uplifted ass in one thrust. Muffled, incomprehensible shrieks leaked from her sheet-blocked mouth, and her shithole clenched tight around my cock, refusing to let it go.
The double rush of pleasure hit her all at once—her shithole spasmed, and even her pussy clenched, endlessly leaking juices. Right up to the edge of climax. That was true torture.
Hell, if someone tied me up and kept stopping right before I came, over and over, I'd lose my fucking mind for real. But that's if I'm the one suffering. As the torturer? It opens up some twisted new kink. A bizarre sense of conquest kept my excitement raging.
That's why I could pound away relentlessly, suppressing my own urge to cum, tormenting Kalum. I didn't do anything else. I focused every bit of my mind on wrecking her shithole and denying her release.
Sometimes slow as hell. Then, just as she adjusted, slamming hard again. I didn't forget to occasionally stir my cock pillar deep inside, twisting my hips to keep her from passing out.
Of course, she'd let out weird screams and shudder nonstop each time, but that wasn't my problem.
I lost track of the count, pounding her over and over, totally fixated—until something snapped me out of it.
Chirp chirp chirp~♪
"......?"
A sound that absolutely shouldn't be there at this hour hit my ears, shattering my focus in an instant.
Only then did I take in my surroundings. Moonlight on the windowsill had given way to the light of early dawn. The bottom of the bed was soaked beyond drenched—like someone hosed it down—forming puddles that sloshed sticky fluids onto the floor with every movement.
The source? Kalum's pussy juices and a bit of piss, in an amount that would've knocked anyone out cold. But of course, she hadn't passed out.
She was still pinned, face smashed into the sheets, but now—even with my thrusting stopped—she kept mumbling something nonstop.
I'd gotten way too into it and spent more time than planned, but it wasn't a bad thing, so I decided to give her one last chance.
I grabbed her gray hair with the hand pinning her head and lifted it slightly. The spot where her face had been was as slimy as the floor below.
She stopped mumbling as I yanked her up by the hair. I brought my face close to hers.
From the side, her face was filthy—drool, tears, snot everywhere. But her base beauty made it not disgusting at all. If anything, it evolved into something that stirred my sadism.
Her whole face slack, eyes half-rolled back, she even looked kinda enlightened. Right then, a clear teardrop rolled down her cheek from the corner of her eye.
"......please."
"Huh?"
Suddenly bawling, she mumbled something, but her voice was so tiny and raspy I couldn't make it out. I leaned my ear closer to her mouth.
"Let... let me go... please... let me cum...."
"Oh......?"
Not quite the answer I wanted, but damn close. I whispered softly into her ear, thrilled inside.
"If you wanna cum, what did I tell you to say?"
"O-our holy artifact... your cock, your cock feels better... so please... please just let me cum now......"
Tears pooling in her eyes, she begged with a face that had given up everything. I knew I shouldn't, but it was so fucking hot—my already raging cock swelled even harder.
"Put more heart into it."
"......Your superior cock, far better than our holy artifact... please... please thrust my filthy ass... I beg you... I beg you...."
"If I let you cum, you'll obey me from now on, right?"
"Yes, yes!! J-just let me cum!! I'll do anything!! Anything, so please let me cum!!"
It was just words, but after admitting my cock outdid her goddess's holy artifact, she couldn't be lying. I nodded.
"Th-thank you!! Thank you!!"
"One condition: every time you cum from now on, say 'I'm cumming on Smith-nim's cock!' Got it? Or we repeat this."
"I'll say it!! I'll say it!! So, so hurry and make me cum on Smith-nim's cock!!"
Like a totally different person, she sluttily hiked her ass high and wiggled it desperately. She seemed fully done with that Petmira cult bullshit, so I released her hair and straightened up.
"Haa, haa, haa......!! Cock... cock......!!"
Chanting "cock" from her mouth while her pussy drooled, ass shaking like a bitch in heat—it tempted me to torment her more, but my focus was broken and my patience was shot, so I gripped my throbbing cock pillar and slammed it straight into her greedily winking shithole.
"Ooooh...♥ C-cock... Smith-nim's cock...♥"
Her shithole clenched squeeze-squeeze, and she spurred me on with unprompted slutty talk. In reward, I loaded every ounce of pent-up power into my hips.
"Haaah, haaah, oooh...!!"
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!!
Each time I yanked her bound hands and thrust, my cockhead smacked her ass, making lewd claps.
"Haaang! Aaang!! C-cock!! Cock gooood!!"
"Squeeze tighter!!"
"Y-yes!! I'll squeeze my shithole tighter to make your cock feel amaaazing!!"
"Ngh...!!"
Her shithole clamped down harder than ever, and I couldn't hold back—I slammed my weight down, crushing her again.
"Ooooh...♥ M-my guts are squiiiished...♥"
Slap—!! Slap—!! Slap—!!
I battered her ass flat, relentlessly pounding without mercy. My cock pillar, at its limit, pierced and scraped her clinging walls nonstop. Each thrust made unknown pussy juice or piss spray splurt-splurt!! from her cunt, swelling the bed's puddle even more.
"Old hag pissing herself!!"
"Ah......!! Ah...!! I-it feels so gooood!! P-pissing feels so gooood... oooh♥"
She clenched her bound thighs desperately, but couldn't stop the leaking mess, just moaning in ecstasy.
Even hotter, I smashed my cockhead harder into her plump, jiggly ass.
Chop-chop-chop-chop♥
"Oog, oooh...! So goooood... cock... cock... the beeeest!!"
"Damn...!!"
Not satisfied with just slamming down anymore, I grabbed her waist, hoisted her up. Still buried balls-deep in her shithole, I sat on the bed and shook her hips with full force.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!!
"O... ohooooh...♥"
Tongue lolling, she moaned in rapture as I mauled her pussy lips with my hand and battered her plump cheeks with my cockhead for real.
"Heeek!! P-pussy and shithole feel so gooood♥"
Splat-splat-splat-splat-splat!!
Each pussy smack splattered sticky juices everywhere, filthy-fying the bed without mercy.
"Ooooh, ooh♥ C-cumming!! Cuuuuming!! Cumming on Smith-nim's coooock!!"
"Ngh!!"
Her head snapped back, body arching like a bow, and her ass clenched my cock like a vice, milking it desperately. Her intestinal walls clung alive-like to my shaft, scraping glans and pillar mercilessly. My held-back load surged all at once.
"Cumming!!"
"Nyoooohoooh♥"
Spurt, spurt, spuuuurt!!
I gripped her waist tight, grinding her plump ass to mush against my cockhead, blasting thick semen deep into her shithole.
Squeeze-squeeze♥
Her ass milked my cock in time with my shots. I swirled my cockhead against her cheeks, mixing cum and her fluids perfectly.
"Ooooh... ooh... nyuum...♥"
Liking my shaking, she drooled rivers, body quaking.
Spurt....
Dumping the last drop into her bloated shithole, I gently rubbed her slightly swollen lower belly and sniffed her scent. A sweat-soaked woman's smell was always addictively intoxicating.
Trickle-trickle.
Post-climax, her pussy shot a yellow stream onto the bed. I lightly smacked her sloppy pussy mound for pissing like a slob.
"Eek♥"
She moaned happily, head thrown back. I hugged her limp body, laid her on the driest spot, spread her cheeks, and slowly pulled out my deeply embedded cock pillar.
Pop—
Unlike before, her shithole gaped wide, gaping and twitching. Each flutter exposed pink innards spasming, vulgarly burping out my cum in wet spurts.
That wrecked gape was so hot, my half-dead cock sprang back to life.
I was about to reposition for round two when...
"Ahem."
A cough from the side forced me to freeze.
"......"
"......"
Turning toward the sound, there was Neme-nim, sitting awkwardly.
Only then did I remember she was here.
"Uh...... um......"
What the hell do I even say? My brain blanked.
"Ahem......"
She looked just as speechless. Awkward silence stretched... filled only by Kalum's cum-farting ass for minutes.
"That...... was impressive."
"......Thank you."
"......Mm."
"......"
Silence again.
"W-well, just my thought, but... that seems sufficient now...."
"Yes. I think so too."
"Ri-ght."
Neme-nim stared long at my raging hard-on before replying.
"Then I'll...... go wash up... and come back."
"......Mm. Sorry."
"N-no... then...."
I didn't cry. My little brother shed the tears for me....
Turning my back on the blinding morning sun, I headed to the bathroom. Drip, drip.