Dog Play with My Stunning Senior (7)
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
“Woof! Woof! Woof! Wooong!”
Malangi barked twice for every thrust, just as I'd ordered. Her voice was already so alluring, but when she mimicked a puppy's cute whine with all that charm, my pistoning naturally picked up power. Every time I slammed my cock deep, my lust boiled over for her plump, jiggly peach of an ass rippling like waves. Malangi was the epitome of a sex-optimized bitch in heat—she could make even a lofty monk pop a boner. She was one hell of a tantalizing slut.
Of course, I wasn't sharing her with anyone. Malangi was mine alone... Wait, what the hell was I thinking? To feel that possessive urge toward her—the same one I'd always dreaded, the kind she'd tried to instill in me—it had to be those man-melting pheromones she was giving off messing with my head.
I shook my head hard and smacked the palm of my hand against Malangi's ass. She was clueless about what she'd stirred in me, just moaning and writhing on my dick. Smack!!!
“Kiiing♡”
Seeing her shake her hips like she loved the spanking only dragged that sticky, dark emotion up from the depths of my chest again. No, fuck no! Once you fall into that, you turn into a monster!
Considering how Ska's abnormal obsession and possessiveness had tormented me for fifteen years, feeling the same toward Malangi was dead wrong. I'd always firmly believed my only master was myself—and I couldn't accept anything less. If I embraced that obsession and ownership, I'd end up like Ska: the kind of person who ruins someone's life. A goddamn monster.
So yeah, it was natural to be pissed at Malangi for awakening these feelings in me, even for a moment. I gripped her jiggly ass tight with one hand and snarled right in her ear, fury dripping from every word.
“Hah... hah... You fucking bitch born to make men hard...! Perverted slut who could ruin a guy's life without trying...!”
“Kiiing♡ Hek♡ Heung♡”
But yelling at her like this was just an industry award for Malangi, the born-to-be masochist whose entire body—from head to toe—was an erogenous zone just for me. She melted into blissful moans and drool, thrilled.
Still, she couldn't let my words slide. Glancing at me with those bright amber eyes, she spoke in a small but firm tone.
“M-Master... Malangi wasn't born to make men horny. She was born to make Master horny—a perverted bitch just for you. Hah♡ Hah♡ I need you to get that straight♡”
Even as drool mixed with her slipping sanity, she clung to her wits just to say that. I was so dumbfounded my pistoning stopped dead, and we locked eyes. She flashed a coquettish smile and added,
“Woof♡”
That short bark snapped my patience. Smack!!!
“Kihiiing♡♡♡”
I spanked her jiggly ass again, growling my command like I was pissed.
“Tighten that pussy, you bitch!”
“Woof♡ Wahooong♡♡♡”
Overjoyed at the order, Malangi—still a virgin—squeezed my cock like a pro. Her timing on clenching and releasing was perfect, the most technically skilled pussy work of any woman I'd fucked. If Ia sis was a hardworking sex genius, Malangi was a sex monster beyond genius. She'd ditched her humanity to focus solely on pleasuring cock. Monster didn't even begin to cover it.
Ia sis had raw talent for sex and grew fast with effort, but she never abandoned her humanity. Malangi, though? She chose focus—tossing shame, endurance, defiance, reason, intellect. All that remained was a bitch existing solely to satisfy my cock.
What the fuck kind of vow was that? Ditching human traits to become a sex-only bitch and suddenly excelling like crazy? And yet, here it was, happening. Her innate, unmatched talent made the impossible real.
Whatever. It was all profit for me. Not that I'd admit it now, but sex wasn't a battle. It was sharing love and pleasure—a happy act. If your partner was a sex god burning it all in the moment, you just thanked them and enjoyed.
So what if Malangi was an unprecedented sex genius unleashing it here? It just felt fucking amazing.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
I grabbed her slim waist—making her plump ass look even more perfect—and battered her cervix mercilessly with my glans. She welcomed my cock with genius pussy play; I repaid with full-power glans punches.
Her pussy skills were god-tier, but her durability? Trash-tier. Every cervix hit made her whimper and shudder. Proof of short, deep orgasms rippling through her womb.
“Woof♡ Muhuk♡ Hek♡ Heeeek♡”
No more proper barks from her mouth—just desperate gasps holding back her unraveling mind. Yeah, even a sex genius was still a rookie pussy on her first ride. Womb durability builds with reps. Use this to learn your limits and improve, Malangi. You could surpass genius and reach sex's peak.
Red sparks had fried my brain, spitting nonsense monologue. But I didn't notice, just nodding sagely as I kept pounding her.
Man, this bitch pussy was insanely good. The kind you'd wanna fuck all day. Even after railing her nonstop, I craved more—rear-entry with her was that addictive. My ejaculation urge surged fast, her expert squeezes making it impossible to stop thrusting.
“Nghhh...”
“Hek♡ Heeeek♡ Master gonna cum? Hooook♡ Gonna fill Malangi's womb with your seed? Right now, Malangi could get knocked up by five guys like a real bitch—kyaaaah♡ Cum quick, pleeease♡”
My cock swelled unprecedentedly pre-cum, and the sex monster sniffed it out, clenching to urge me on. The contrast—expanding shaft versus vice-grip pussy—blew past my limits. I was seconds from folding to her cum-begging squeeze.
But I couldn't just blow like this. Sure, it looked like SM play with dirty talk and spanks echoing, but this was lovey-dovey sex sharing affection. Ending a loving fuck with a lame doggy creampie? My pride as a man—Paster—wouldn't allow it.
I leaned forward, arm outstretched, grabbed her chin from behind, and fired Rabbit Hole.
Crackle!
Residual cum and pubes left her mouth via Rabbit Hole.
“Eh? Hweh?”
Before despair hit at the emptiness, I yanked her chin hard, forcing her to straddle my cock reverse.
“Hiiiik♡”
Her full weight crushed her womb; she threw her head back in orgasm. The climax clenched her harder, peaking my urge. I seized her chin with both hands and devoured her plump lips.
Mmwah.Spurt! Spluuurt! Spluuuurt!
Lips locked like a switch—my cock unleashed into her womb. She serviced my tongue earnestly as hot cum battered her depths.
“Huhuk♡ Hooong♡ Mmwah♡ Slurp♡”
Reverse facesitting kiss with chin gripped upside-down? Way more satisfying than imagined. Trapped in my arms, unable to resist, she loved it—instinctively sucking my tongue even as her cum-filled womb fogged her mind.
Despite the powerful ejaculation, I stayed hard. Lips still glued, I slammed a full-power spark glans punch into her womb.
Thoom! Zzzzzzt!!!
“Nguuuuuh♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡”
Sparks filled her instead of cum—a first-ever electric womb zap. Her pussy spasmed legs splayed, squirting like incontinence. Psshhhh!
“Fwa. Hah... hah...”
Only after her mouth went slack from relentless tongue-sucking did I pull away. Glancing at her lower belly, a shimmering golden glow emanated softly.
“Hah... Just as I thought—Malangi's got the golden uterus tattoo.”
Absorbing that gold spark meant no more worries about her being a walking sex bomb. Mission accomplished—I grinned with satisfaction, caressing her lower belly.
“And with this, the brainless sex is done. That was intense as fuck.”