Meat Toilet Declaration
"Phew... virginity graduation complete."
After sex in Mom's room, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I washed off first and headed back to my room.
"Sucking on her tits was still a bit embarrassing..."
The maternal love radiating from Mom made me instinctively want to suck on her breasts like a baby. I nursed a little longer and managed to get up.
"It still felt amazing, though."
I lost my virginity to my stepmom. I discovered true pleasure that jerking off could never provide.
"Thank you once again."
I clasped my hands and prayed to God in gratitude.
"But this is just the beginning."
I'd been reincarnated into the perverted world I'd craved so badly. There was no way I'd be satisfied with just Mom. The neighbor lady next door, and all the countless women popping into my head. Thinking of those lewd, perverted bitches one by one made my cock harden right up again.
My stamina's way better than in my past life.
Men in this perverted world originally had weak libidos and stamina. But thanks to God's blessing, I was exceptional. I'd thought it'd be similar to my pre-priest days, but my sexual endurance was even stronger now. I'd cum multiple times today, slept it off, and here I was, rock hard again.
"I could go all day."
I finally understood what that American hero meant.
"Speaking of which, tomorrow's Sunday. Guess I should check out the church."
I'd come to this world instead of heaven. But my faith hadn't vanished—in fact, it burned stronger than ever. I had no plans to live as a cleric this time around. Still, I wanted to visit the church to give thanks to God.
"Time for dinner, then."
I'd slept longer than expected. It was almost evening. A delicious smell wafted through the air—Mom must be cooking.
"What's for dinner tonight?"
"Your favorite pork stir-fry~"
I headed to the kitchen, and sure enough, there was Mom cooking. But something was different from usual.
Naked apron!!
The ultimate male fantasy look. She usually at least wore underwear. But today, she was completely naked except for the apron. The sight made my cock throb rock hard.
Smooth... squeeze.
"Hng?! I'm cooking right now... haang."
"Looks almost done. Can't I jerk off with your pussy a bit, Mom?"
"If my son wants it, I can't say no."
I pressed my hardened cock against her ass, and she turned to me with a slutty gaze. Getting horny and heated up in seconds—that was the hallmark of women in this world. Mom seemed totally hooked on her son's dick, not resisting at all.
"Rub that ass on me more seductively and tempt me."
"Got it~ I'll work hard to get you all worked up, son."
Mom thrust her ass back. I'd seen it when I fucked her earlier, but it was huge and juicy. Slim waist, wide hips—the perfect figure. All I could think was she was truly blessed.
This world is overflowing with God's blessings.
Something I'd rarely see in my past life. But here, such blessed bodies were practically standard—passive traits evolved to seduce males.
"Drain all that backed-up cum from your cock deep in Mommy's pussy, son~"
"Yeah, Mom..."
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
Mom shook her ass up and down, grinding against my cock to tempt me. My shaft rubbed right in her ass crack.
"Mommy's pussy is always ready to get fucked whenever you want, son."
She teased me with dirty talk while grinding her ass. She moved like a pro, as if this was better than dinner. If this was before sex, I might've blown my load just from this...
"Nice one, Mom. You're making me so fucking horny!"
Plunge!
"Ooooh!?!?"
I gave in to her tempting grind and slammed my cock deep inside.
"Ooh... oht... son's cock is sliding back into Mommy's pussy!"
Getting fucked by her son's dick, Mom breathed raggedly. Her body trembled as she drowned in pleasure—it was so damn hot.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Your pussy feels better than any onahole, Mom."
"Haang... ahut... onaholes are bad for you. Ahut... you need real pussy to stay healthy. Haaahut."
Whether onaholes were bad or not was beside the point—real pussy was way better. No need for lube; her slutty juices gushed out. Her lewd cunt clung and squeezed my cock on its own. No comparison to an onahole.
"Feels like you like it more than me, Mom."
"Haang... uhht... haang... can't help it with a cock like this. Haang... uhht."
Mom was lost in ecstasy even more than me, moaning like a whore. Just watching made my cock surge with power. Her ass rippled with every thrust. Her pussy gripped me so tight. It felt like this cunt existed solely for me.
"Gonna cum soon, so shake it yourself, Mom."
"Got it, son. Mommy'll make you feel real good with her pussy."
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch.
Mom started shaking her hips on her own, servicing me. Her slutty jiggling ass was enough to make me cum just from the sight. Lewd motions designed to milk her son's semen. It satisfied my male conquest perfectly.
"Cumming, Mom!"
Spurt spurt spurt!
"Ooooh!? Mommy's cumming toooo!!"
Pssshhh!
She climaxed with my ejaculation, squirting pussy juice everywhere. The floor was drenched in her fluids.
"Phew... that was good, Mom."
"Haa... uhht... Mommy liked it more... haht."
Mom twitched her hips, savoring the afterglow in her slutty pose.
"Guess I'll let you clean it up nice and proper, Mom."
She squatted with a lewd smile and took my cock in her mouth.
"Mmph slurp haup mmph ahp."
She bobbed her head back and forth, cleaning my dirty cock. Even licking off her own pussy juices without a care. Seeing her debase her face like that in devoted service fueled my conquest even more.
"Sluuuurp... haa. Mommy cleaned it all up."
"Thanks, Mom."
My cock gleamed shiny and clean. Mom smiled proudly at it.
"Now sit down—time to eat."
"Yeah!"
Feeling refreshed, I started dinner. Me naked, Mom in her naked apron. The thought of living a life unimaginable in my past life brought a grin to my face.
"I'm going to church tomorrow. Wanna come, Mom?"
"Church? Suddenly?"
"Just wanna check it out."
"I've got plans tomorrow... but I'll cancel and go."
"Nah, no need to force it."
She'd never gone to church before, so she looked puzzled. Even offered to cancel her plans, but I told her it was fine.
Nothing more pathetic than dragging someone along.
True faith comes from one's own will. It doesn't arise from being forced. Mindlessly tagging along is the most meaningless act. She can go when she genuinely wants to later.
Anyway, I'm pretty excited...
I'd regained my past life's memories today. But with 21 years here too, it felt like ages since my last visit. Heading back to the church I'd lived in like home had me buzzing already.
"Thanks for the meal."
"You came once, so let's bathe together, Mom."
"Sure."
She smiled at my erection. We'd fucked a ton today, but I could go more.
We entered the bathroom together and started washing up.
"Mommy'll wash you clean."
She lathered body wash on her tits and rubbed my back with them.
Unthinkable in my past life...
I'd lived a life of restraint as a priest. Desires piled up endlessly. I ended up seeking hardcore porn. Jerking off alone to vent—that life was over now.
Reincarnated into this world, it's God's will for me to enjoy it fully!
My own interpretation, but God would approve.
"Hey, son..."
"Yeah? What's up?"
Mom's voice trembled slightly as she asked.
"You seem to have way stronger libido than other guys... don't you think it'd be good to have a proper fuckhole handy?"
"Hmm... yeah, you're right."
Fucking women in this world was easy. My cock alone could seduce them. But having a personal meat toilet fuckhole always ready and convenient? That sounded perfect.
"Mom thinks she's the perfect fit for the role... what do you say?"
Her voice carried a hint of anxiety, worried she might not be chosen.
"What're you talking about? You're obviously my fuckhole, Mom."
"R-really?"
"Yeah, but meat toilet or sow fits you better than just fuckhole."
"Haa... if that's what you want, I'll be anything."
"That's not it, Mom."
I appreciated her self-sacrifice, but she needed to be honest with herself.
"You're a total perverted maso pig, so you want to be my meat toilet."
"Ah..."
It wasn't for me. She wanted it for herself. Big difference. In this perverted world, own your desires and tastes openly. No reason to hide from your son.
"You're right. I was thinking wrong."
Her body and mind already trained in just one day. She'd realized her true nature.
"Son, make Mommy your... no, Master's meat toilet."
She prostrated on the bathroom floor, begging. This was leagues beyond dirty talk. For women here, finding a man was tough—let alone one with strong libido and stamina. Probably one of the rarest in the world.
"Fine. You're my meat toilet from now on—don't forget it."
"Yes, Master."
"You can talk casual. To celebrate becoming my meat toilet, I'll use you as one. Lift your head."
"Yeah, son."
Mom's eyes welled with joyful tears. I aimed my cock at her and...
Shhhh...
"Son's holy water is so warm."
Using her as my toilet, I claimed my first female in this perverted world.