I was having a bit of a crummy day all said. It was suppose to be nice and relaxing, just me, hanging out, doing as I normally did, playing some games. A fun battle royale game and Ididdo that but after the second hour, I was starting to feel pretty annoyed at losing so much.
I put it down and it was like life just caught up to me all at once.
27, male, very slightly fat with flabby arms and a bit of a stomach, no real job prospects, just working at a minimum wage grocery store stocking shelves. My last relationship was 5 years ago and I literally hadn't gotten laid since. The closest thing I had was getting a bit closer to a few women online and either mutually masturbating or swapping nude pics with the few people who didn't really mind. It never really went anywhere and it was far and few in between at that. I was staying at a cheap, and shitty, studio, basically making enough for bills and a little bit extra.
My life was going nowhere fast, alreadywasnowhere. Suicide had reared its ugly head on those particularly dark days but I think everyone has those days. They are just harder when you're alone for so long. I wasn't even sure I had friends. I had people I sometimes talked to online but, irl? Nothing. And those people were cool but there hadn't exactly been a lot of talk of us ever meeting up or anything like that. No, they were just online friends. Still, better than having absolutely nothing.
Sigh.
You'd think there'd be some grand realization, some clinching action, some final last moment or straw and maybe there would be. But it's been 5 years since I more or less arrived at this point. And truthfully, it didn't feel bad all the time. Which made it even worse. You can fight and escape a bad situation if it pushes you too far, theoretically. Most people just don't escape situations where they're comfortable and content. I had my moments, of sudden understanding, of trying to push myself to work out, to find a better job, to get a girlfriend.
It never worked out for long. I burnt out pretty quickly. Working out every day was exhausting, finding a new job felt like trying to move to a whole other country by this point, and as for a girlfriend? How. Seriously, how? I tried a dozen dating apps, and I looked alright, I even went as far as to look up tips and try and take better pictures and bios and used them all every day and, nothing. I started believing I was just horribly ugly or there was something wrong with me. It was only those super rare moments I had met a horny woman that had complimented my nude body that let me not sink into total despair. Well, usually.
And all anyone ever said was to "wait. It just kinda happens." and "not try so hard." I hated that advice more than anything else in the whole world. Waiting? Really? You plan on dying alone I guess. It had been 5 years and sitting on my ass had clearly not helped me suddenly get a loving girlfriend or even a friends with benefits or anything. You can't just wait and expect the world to finally give you what you want. Nothing else in the entire universe works like that. And as for not trying so hard, was I? I really didn't know. Sure, I was only multiple dating apps and I was trying but was that really too hard? Why not spread your chances as wide as possible? And that was all the advice I was ever given. "Wait, you can't force it, it just kinda happens." and "don't try so hard, you can't push it too much." Neither of those pieces of advice actually helped me get anywhere at all. I was in the dark. There was no one, there had been no one, that had ever told me the right way to accomplish what I wanted.
Sigh
"All I want is to be happy again."
I sat back in my chair… then fell to the ground.
Owwww.
What the fuck happened to my chair?
I blinked and looked around.
And began to nearly immediately panic, at a rapid pace.
My chair hadn't magically disappeared from underneath me, oh no. If only, really.
No.
I wasn't in my room anymore, at all.
All around me was a pretty decent, moderately sized, bedroom, with lots of anime figurines, posters, and etc etc all around. It looked like a rich otaku's wet dream. They weren't from any anime I'd ever heard of, no, that wasn't the only thing that drew my eye. They all sounded and looked absolutely ridiculous.
"Gut blaster the 5th prodigy."
A separate poster of a woman literally jacking off a futa. Who hands hentai posters in their room?
An anime figurine dressed in glass and with a honest to god speech bubble attached yelling "this isn't even my final destiny form!"
And everything seemed to more or less be in shades of white and pink. Not everything, everything, like some sorta horrible weird nightmare, but like the person's who room this was absolutely loved that specific color combination.
I slowly stood up and turned around and finally got a look at the other side of the room. I had only been looking in mostly a single direction. And I had to correct something about my earlier thought.
This was not a moderately sized bedroom at all. No, I hadn't landed in the middle, just near the desk and computer.
This was an absolutely massive bedroom the size of the "living room" of my studio apartment.
And as I turned around, my heart nearly froze in a combination of fear and confusion.
I don't know why, but I had figured I was alone. Maybe I was still reeling from, what, teleportation maybe? Who knows. But I was most certainlynotalone. Standing in front of me were not 1, but2people.
The first seemed vaguely familiar. They had pink hair in an interesting, anime-esk style but it looked almost unnervingly natural. She had, of all things, a pink and white… school uniform? Definitely a Japanese school uniform. Pink skirt with white lines running through it, white shirt, pink uhh whatever the thing that goes over the neck and shirt is, a big pinkbowon the front of it, and some black bows in their hair. They were, also, wearing white thigh-highs.
This girl had picked a theme and done her best to absolutely stick to it. She was thin and utterly flat chested. I nearly kicked myself for having my eyes pulled to that fact and moved on to the, arguably, much more interesting person in the room.
Because they had no legs.
Floating in front of me was the upper torso of a person, wearing nothing but a bra and various jewelry, with her lower half literally being smoke and coming from of all things, a lamp.
I was standing in front of an actual fucking genie. Was I? Was I really or had I been knocked out from that fall into this strange world?
I got my answer in probably the most ridiculous way possible.
"Master!"
That was what the pink-haired girl yelled at me, in jubilation, like they wanted to literally throw themselves at me, and my mind had nearly left the station trying to understand what the fuck was going on. I, of course, utter the single most useful phrase in the human language.
"What… the fuck?"
Belatedly, a small part of me recognized myself as being a bit hostile but a much much larger part of me was utterly confused and not in a real position to care.
The genie turned to me and I had a spike of fear wedge itself deep down around my chest.
She looked at me and winced, with a clearly guilty look on her face. Her next words did absolutely nothing to make me feel any better about what the fuck was going on.
"I am so, so sorry about this."
What the fuck, continued, again.
Before I could formulate a good, proper, response to whatever the hell all of this was, the pink-haired girl started talking again.
"Welcome to my world Master! I tried to freshen up the place. There's only a few acts of mass terrorism and they're all on the other side of the globe!"
What.
Before I could parse out that statement anymore, the…. Genie?... started talking, looking pained.
"Look, you deserve an explanation. You're kinda, here by, accident?"
"An… accident?"
"He's not here by accident!" The girl said and literally pouted and puffed up their cheeks. I swear, they were starting to go from vaguely, to incredibly familiar and I just could not place it.
"Well, yes, but, anyway, so. Ughh. Look. I am a Genie."
And she looked at me, waiting for me to take that in, before she continued.
"And someone made a wish to come here."
"I didn't make any wish to show up here."
I mean… I had just asked to be happy but…
"No. Not you. We're in, well this, the wish was simple. They asked to be in a certain Comedy Hentai as the main protagonist."
Excuse me, what?
"And that went all well and good. They're out there having a good time, becoming a harem king but, well, I accidentally left my lamp alone and untended to. And Astrolo here found it."
Holy shit, it was all coming to me. My moment of clarity has awakened. It took the name and the double braided long strip of hair going down their back as they turned their head to really place why they seemed so familiar.
There was an anime, I'd never watched it, called "Destiny" about some nonsense or something. Honestly, even as far as animes went, it had a decently ridiculous premise. Something about literal servants and masters. Sounded like a massive slave anime to me, all said and done. But then again, I'd neveractuallyseen it so who really knows.
And one of the characters in it had become a meme. A massive meme. Because, because they looked like a girl but was actually a…
"And he made a wish."
A boy.
"Yup! Do you want to know what I wished for my new Master?"
I looked at Astrolo and then back to the genie. She looked extremely physically pained.
"I wished for! A mostly straight man who was kinda lonely but not that lonely, who hadn't gotten laid in a while, who could coerced into wrecked my tight boy Bussy, who liked pie but not like, like liked them ya know? And who had blue eyes and brown hair and-"
And it went on and on, and on.
It had at least 12 different versions of "Will eventually end up fucking me in my ass" said in the most lewd and weird ways possible, comments on my loneliness, a few on my physical appearance, but also a bunch of random absolute nonsense like "Isn't a fly fisher cuz that's kinda really lame. Who does that?" and "isn't actually a domestic terrorist, or at the very least, was no longer one" and etc etc etc.
I was being word blasted into smithereens.
Eventually, the deluge of absolute insanity stopped, or at least slowed down.
"And that he was from the same world that other guy came from!"
That was it, that was the actual important part of all that shit.
"What."
"Yeah yeah! That guy was so rude! He practically hated me for no reason, the weirdo!"
The Genie spoke up.
"You… continually tried to get into his pants."
"Well, they were nice pants." Astrolo said with a lewd smirk.
"But don't worry Master! My aching, throbbing, self only has room for one Master! And you are already so much better! Especially in the looks department." And now I found the same lewd smirk directed atme.
A shiver ran down my spine.
"Genie, I want to go home." And there, that was when the grimace and guilt nearly crushed her face.
"Impossible master! I already used up the third wish after all."
I blinked, once and then twice. Wait, no, hold on.
"Unlike genies of legends, they miss a step. Not everyone gets unlimited wishes and there's far more rules than just three or four. One of the many is that it's 3 wishes, maximum, and they… are all gone. I literally can not get you back to your home."
I was… stuck here? I was still reeling from, from everything and now on top of all that I was also stuck here? What, no that's a bit. That's way too much to handle. That's way too much all at once.
"And now… I have to go. I can't, literally can't, stay here any longer. I am sorry. My only warning to you is to remember that physics and reality here don't work like you are use to. This entire place is based around a Comedy Hentai. Best of luck to you."
And with that, the genie was gone.
Oh god. Oh no.
I collapsed to the ground, just sitting there.
"Master, you'll catch a cold if you sit on the ground like that. There's much better places to sit… like my lap!"
"You- you-, I'm gonna need a while."
My brain was trying to make sense of too many things at once.
Genies, magic, teleportation, a porn world reality, being wished for, being trapped here, standing in front of a meme version of a literal anime character, my brain felt like it was going to explode into pieces.
Astrolo luckily just sat there and gave me time, looking at me with a smile. Ughhh. Way too much to handle at the moment.
I laid down on the floor, just saying fuck it at this point, and closed my eyes and let my thoughts and brain wander until some semblance of reason won out.
I must have fallen asleep at some point, because I woke up laying in bed.
That was fine, I kinda needed that bed.
It was ruined when I felt someone laying beside me.
"Morning master! Or well, evening."
I literally jumped out of the bed and nearly flew away from them, my heart hammering.
"What the fuck?!"
"Huh? Oh! But Mastterrr, you were going to catch a cold if you kept laying on the floor!"
"But why are we laying next to each other?!"
"Well, I figured master might want some, eggs and sausage for breakfast or maybe even-"
"I'm not gay!"
After all of my thinking to put my brain even into a semblance of order from all the fuckering that's happening to me, that fact had stood out the most. Astrolo hadwished for me. Nearly me specifically, judging by how much they had described and said.
But I wasn't gay, I wasn't into men, at all.
Astrolo winked at me.
"You're mostly straight but you can't resist my charms forever master! After all, hasn't it been a little while since you've, done it?"
Oh good lord no.
"Look, I, appreciate your interest? But the answer is no."
Astrolo just kept smiling wider and walked over to me.
"Are you sure master? I wouldn't mind some ranch dressing after all." Then they laughed lightly, winked, and put two fingers up in a sideways peace sign. A classic anime girl pose that I was still shocked to actually see irl.
I was even more horrified to realize I was vaguely considering. God, had I been alone that long?
"Uh, ya know, all out of ranch."
"Oh, then we could do stuff crust pizza and I can be the pizza."
"Nope, uh, ya know, I think I hear my wife calling me from beyond the grave. She's telling me no."
"Weird, it'd be the first time I'm hearingthattype of moan."
Said with a smirk. Oh god.
"C-can, are you incapable of not making innuendo's?"
"Oh I've got an end you can indo all day master."
Ughh, that one was terrible.
"Astrolo, let's be serious for a moment. I, I'm glad you wished for me…" and to my continued shock I really meant that. Wow. But it made a weird form or kinda sense. It just, always felt good to be wanted. Especially wanted so much they brought you from a whole other universe, probably. Sure, it wasn't exactly like that, but still. I would have pegged good money only extremely weird perverts ever wishing for-
I looked at Astrolo.
Okay, alright, that checked out but still, the sentiment was there.
"But this is all a lot you know? Why, why did you even wish for me and all that other nonsense you said?"
Credit to Astrolo, they at least made a token effort to be more serious than a constant splurge of lewd nonsense.
"It's no fun alone. You're not the only person who hasn't had anyone in a while, in a variety of ways. That guy who wished to come here literally replaced the guy I was aiming for and it's been too long. So! I wished for my perfect man!"
I was stunned by the fact that apparently Astrolo wasn'tjusta bunch of memes in a trenchcoat and could be real for more than 2 seconds and the fact that apparently,Iwas their version of a perfect man. What?
"Me? How on earth can I be your idea of a perfect man?"
"Because" and Astrolo smiled and looked at me closely "You're just like me."
And I saw it. Sure, me and Astrolo werewildlydifferent people, extremely wildly, but there was something there that I recognized. He had said it himself hadn't he? He was lonely. But there was something more to his. I don't know what had caused it but he wasn't just lonely. Or at least, it wasn't as casual as mine was by any means. Something has caused to Astrolo to feel like he was the loneliest person on earth.
"What's wrong?" I found the words slipping out of my mouth.
Astrolo's composure never cracked, there was no deep hidden set wounds that suddenly appeared or anything like that. Astrolo was having fun, he was lewd, and he was basically a big jokester, at least in this weird universe, but he did wear his heart on his sleeve. And I could tell, quite easily tell, that he was vaguely upset.
Vaguely, as in, it was an undirected feeling.
Upset though, more as in, he was extremely angry in his own way.
"My world is a joke. Not cool bro." and he huffed.
"But now that master is here, everything is going to be okay!"
I found myself wincing. The last part of asking for someone from where this new protagonist had come from made a whole lot more sense. Astrolo literally found out that his world was semi-fake and a comedy at that. Not cool was putting that extremely mildly. I thought, for a brief second, if my whole world was like, a novel or something. It would be kind of a bummer to know that I was at least semi-unreal.
"Yeah but like, there's plenty of people other than me right? I mean, like, people that look better or have a better personality or are you know, actually gay."
"But I like how you look and your personality is perfect for me! It means I can drag you around and do whatever I want and you'll hardly resist." Astrolo said, calling me a complete pushover, without a shred of shame.
"And as for liking guys, well, I'm sure you'll like me! We can do all sorts of fun things together, like play smash bros." That last part was said practically without any lewdness at all but I still squinted my eyes at him. God, he did look good and oh no. I wasn't gay, truly, really, but it had been so long… and he looked like a girl. My brain was having trouble, trying to tell me it was a girl in front of me when I knew it wasn't.
I gulped.
I was really gonna do this huh?
Maybe I should have thought this through or gotten to know Astrolo or a literal billion other things but god damn it,fuck it. It had been too long.Not just sex wise, everything wise. Who was the last person that actually wanted me, outside of a few pics on the internet? Who was actually interested in me? I have a brief spark of realization that I was the equivalent to some guy in our world wishing for like, a catgirl girlfriend or something but man, did I not care.
If the femboy from a hentai wants me, then, well, so be it.
"Ok. Ok, we can do it, let's ju-"
I had slightly turned away from Astrolo to gather the courage to say that and when I turned around, my eyes were bulging from my head as he was already completely naked and staring at me, with his hands on his hips and a frown on his face.
"Well, are you coming or not?"
That was impossible, literally impossible, no can get undressed that fast. Right. Comedy world. It wasfunnyand thus it waspossible.Gonna take my brain a while to reconcile and learn the basic structure of reality.
Also, you know, a while for me to stop staring at his frankly massive dick. Holy crap, he was a shower and not a grower and it was at least, currently, a floppy 8 inches. It was destroying my mind and helping the rest of my brain finally accept that "holy shit, this is a guy, with a penis and balls, and I just basically agreed to have sex with him after knowing him for about 5 minutes at best.". Another, much more scared part of me, was realizing that I didn't feel that muchaversionand was spiraling, trying to figure out if I was gay this entire time, was actually just into feminine guys and didn't know it, if the world itself was affecting me, or Astrolo was special.
No, as I saw Astrolo smile at me and open his mouth to make yet another lewd joke, I realized I had lied to myself. I was much,much, more scared of what I was about to do.
"H-Hold on. I'm coming."
"Oh you will be, that's for sure."
My heart was beating like a drum and my mind was rebelling, asking me what the fuck did I think I was doing but I was basically a man who'd hit his limit, except instead of jumping off a bridge, I was having sex with the first guy who'd shown an actual interest in me right after meeting him. I might regret this. I looked back at Astrolo, his bright smile, and my heart skipped a beat for a different reason. Okay, probably won't regret this.
It didn't take me long to get naked and felt a bit self conscious standing in front of someone else.
Judging by how Astrolo's eyes were practically eating me alive, I really didn't need to. I wasn't the best of the best, hell, I thought I was a bit pudgy and needed to lose maybe 10 or 15 pounds but still, it was nice to see someone else interested in me.
"So uh" my brain was trying to think and that was going to cause an issue. Thankfully, Astrolo saved me from having to engage in higher brain functions and to really panic at what I was doing.
"Lay on the bed and I'll make sure you are nice and comfortable master."
Didn't really need to tell me twice. I laid on the bed, back to it of course, and suddenly had a vague, slowly ramping up fear, of my position.
Then Astrolo practically sat on me.
One second I was laying down and the next, they were on top of me, their dick on my stomach, their ass on my crotch, their legs around my sides.
"Holy shit."
I was having a bit of gay panic, along with the fact that my dick was actually rising. Astrolo's body was smooth and, well, strangely attractive.
"Oh Master, it seems something hot and heavy is rising."
ThenAstrolo'sdick started to rise.
"And it isn't the only one."
Oh god oh god oh god.
Before that line of thought could go further, Astrolo lifted his body and my dick rose straight into the air underneath him. Then, in one smooth motion, he fell on top of it.
And it wasamazing.
His insides felt warm and like they were squeezing and massaging my dick inallthe right way. He even let out a little moan as he fell on top of me, only making me even harder.
"Seems likesomeoneis having a good time." he said while looking down at me and smiling.
It was a great moment, truly wonderful, only marred by the fact that his dick was massive, huge, truly a monster, and as he leaned forward, going up my entire stomach. It gave me quite a bit of intimidation if I was being perfectly honest.
But then again, wasn't nearly enough to distract me from howawesomethis was. Almost, too awesome. Like, sure, this should feel great but wasn't it a bit, too much of a good feeling? And Astrolo hadn't even started really moving much or used any lube.
'Comedy Hentai World'
Ah. Right. Porn physics.
Soon, I was shaken out of my daze as Astrolo grabbed my hands and put them on his sides. He was soft and smooth and I was letting all of the nervousness, all of the panic, all of the confusion and everything just, relax out of me. Who cares? Right now, right now everything was going to be okay. No worries about money or loneliness or work or being separated from my home or that magic is real or none of that. Just me, and someone who actually, honest to god,wants me.
As he leaned forward, putting his arms on my chest and smiled down at me with his trademark smirk (at least at this rate it would be), I was starting to realize that I really wanted him too.
He spoke softly as he looked down at me with a smile on his face. No jokes this time. Just a simple word.
"Hey."
As I practically felt the waves of emotion coming off him, I realized I was smiling for the first time since I got here. Hell, it might be the first time I hadreallysmiled in months at something. At someone? Even longer.
"Hey."
And that was all that needed to be said as we embraced each other for a second, his arms wrapping around me.
Then he leaned himself off my chest with his arms and his smile was devilish. He pushed and moved with his arms, legs and hips and suddenly he was riding thehellout of my cock.
Even knowing this was a porn world, I didn't expect the absolute explosion of pleasure that granted me. It was moments,seconds,before we were both moaning and grunting as he lifted himself up and down my shaft, as my hands gripped him hard and moved with his motions, as I marveled at the feeling of his legs gripping my sides, his hands on my chest pushing on me, head turned slightly up in pleasure as he moaned on top of me.
I was even starting to get used to his frankly massive dick rubbing against me.
I thought I'd go crazy right then and there but we weren't even near done apparently. He kept a steady rhythm but it was like he was a God of Sex descended, going faster or slower to grant evenmorepleasure. As if he was a conductor playing a symphony with his whole body and it was his greatest performance yet. He was literally a master of sex in a world where it was themain thing.I was nearly swept away by it all, just going along with the flow, except he made sure to do little things that kept me from totally spacing out. Rubbing my chest a little at times, giving little squeezes around my dick, moaning directly at me with his smile and eyes on me, panting and wrapping his arms around my sides while he grinded on me for a moment, giving me a brief but pleasurable reprieve from the intensity.
I don't know about my heart, but the rest of me had instantly fallen in love. It was a drowning man not just getting a breath of fresh air, but getting brand new lungs that worked 10x as well and that let him breathe underwater. It was literally 0 to 1000 in an instant. I had, once, a long time ago, made my ex blackout for a second during sex. I was positive Astrolo could've had me comatose in seconds.
Like a rising crescendo, I could feel we were coming to an end. My brain was practically fried and electrocuted by all we had already done, to the point that a small part of me was actuallyscaredat how good me cumming was gonna feel. This absolute bliss was already nearly consuming me.
It approached and I literally exploded upwards into Astrolo. My mind blanked out, my toes curled, my brain stopped working, and the greatest feeling I'd ever felt slammed into me like the sun hitting a piece of ice. My mouth hung open and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I was, for all intents and purposes, gone from this material plane. I wanted nothing more than for every man, woman, and adult to experience what I had just experienced. My sole wish in that state of sexualPerfectionwas to share this witheveryone.
I felt something splatter over me, like dumping a water bottle on top of me, and some got into my mouth. It tasted salty.
Eventually,oh god, eventually, I came back to planet earth. Blinking, realizing there was something on my face. A lot of something.
I looked up at Astrolo and was pleasantly surprised that it seemed like he had gotten just as much out of it as I had.
I then looked down and realized that the stuffcoveringmy face and a decent amount of it that was in my mouth, was also trailing literally the way from stomach to my face. Directly from Astrolo's dick.
Maybe at literally any other point in time, I would have reacted differently, but I was well beyond mere human problems and concerns at this point. I was, however, curious and confused for a second. I had noticed it with me but man, it apparently was an every man type of thing.
I had cum way,waytoo much. Like, a gallon of cum must have made it out of me or something like that. It seemed that was true foreveryoneas I was covered as well.
Astrolo started laughing.
"W-What is it?" I asked.
"I became your little twinkie and you became my little cinnamon roll."
Took me a single moment to parse that.
"Gross."
"Lol."
He literally said lol, like a word, the absolute degenerate that he was.
I laid back and just basked in the afterglow with him, him pressing his hands against me and looking down at me.
"That was great." I found myself saying. It was true and man, I wanted to do it again.
"We both needed that." He said as he lowered his upper body down and hugged me.
We laid like that for, I don't know how long. A while. Just feeling each other's heartbeats gradually slow down, for my dick to go a little limp, just hearing each other's breathing and laying in each other's arms. It was, I nearly started crying. It had been too long. I had forgotten what it was like to be with another. There was a reason people tried so hard when they tried to find another. The absence, the loneliness, I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
"Master, that was awesome! Did you like scrambling my boy pussy?"
This degenerate.
"You know you can just call me Dylan right?"
"Sure thing Master."
I sighed. Well, that was okay too.
Suddenly, I felt Astrolo getting off my arms and off of me. He was probably heading to the bathroom or somethi-
"It's my turn now Master." He said, with a casual smirk on his face.
"Uhh, what?"
But before I got a response, he was already standing in front of my legs, holding them up with his arms. His dick was already visibly hard again.
My eyes widened in horrific fear.
"Wait wait wait wa-"
He didn't.
I wanted to scream and kick away, this was not okay! Not good, not good, NOT GO-
Oooaoo
I felt my eyes roll back into my head. I thought I had experienced the best pleasure in the world, but I was wrong. Wholly, completely, absolutely wrong. Because of porn physics, I felt as Atrolo slid his entire huge, massive cock inside me and I felt like I was going to break for a single instant, but there was no pain. No, I felt like I was going absolutely stupid instead, as if I had drunk the world's most potent combination of drugs, as if I had found sexual heaven.
I literally felt my eyes become heart eyes, somehow. I knew that I was absolutely getting beat down mentally from his dick. It felt he was somehow directly fucking my brain.
And then he started actually thrusting in and out.
Beforehand, I felt like Astrolo was the God of sex, a master of his class, a feminine man conducting a symphony. But now? Now it felt like he was the apex predator of sex from a time lost long ago, where you fucked everything into submission.
His hot dick was all I could think about and feel as I was absolutely railed. I could hear the slapping of our bodies as he slammed into me, could vaguely feel his grip on my hips, my legs over his shoulders, my own hands gripping the sheets underneath me.
My moans hadn't stopped,couldn'tstop, as I made sounds I wasn't even aware I was capable of. As I was fucked until I felt like I was just a hole meant to be absolutely demolished. I felt like a bitch in heat.
And all the while, Astrolo was still making sure I got the best possible experience as he took me down and conquered me.
I felt him speed up, going harder, raising everything to what felt like earth shaking, mind demolish force. I was now starting to become potently aware of how mind break could work in a hentai and I just did not care the slightest bit. Astrolo wasn't like that, he cared about me.
With almost no warning except that the intensity to be reaching a fever pitch, Astrolo came deep inside me and the sensation of getting filled up by his hot liquid so completely, caused me to shoot my own load again, all over myself.
I felt like I must've blacked out, because when I next became aware of where I was, there was a towel absolutely soaked in cum on the floor and Astrolo was behind me.
With his dick still in my ass.
Don't know how he managed that but this world clearly doesn't follow the rules I know.
I didn't even know where to begin on the experiences that I had felt back to back. I felt like I was going to go insane just having experienced them, let alone trying to parse them out. I instead tried to focus on Astrolo.
"Uh, so."
"Shhhh. Sleep now. We can talk in the morning Master."
"But"
"Shhhh"
I tried to remove myself from Astrolo's arms but he wouldn't let me.
His dick in my ass… it was making me horny again already.
I felt Astrolo wrap his hand around my dick and lightly stroke me as we both started going to sleep.
I could tell he was smirking behind me and that I was going to cum at least a few times between "sleeping" and "morning."
God, it felt amazing to have a… boyfriend?
He got his wish. It felt pretty good to be on the other end of that because it meant I had got mine too.
I was happy.
I felt his dick twitch inside me.
… though it had come in a weird form.
Ah…this sucks, he thought.
It was cold that winter; much worse than usual. As he glanced outside of the window of his small, unkempt apartment, he watched the snow pile up as the wind carried a seemingly boundless amount of the frosty, white particles.
"ACHOO–!" He sneezed, bundling up in a blanket.
What terrible timing for my heater to go out, he thought, I guess that's to be expected with my luck. That's all my shitty life is–bad luck.
Sitting there as the T.V. was left on only for background noise as he attempted to sleep, it was simply impossible as the cold caused him to shiver.
He had been debating on it all night, but he finally made his choice as he sprang up from his bed in a huff.
Screw this, I can't sleep in this cold. I'm freezing my ass off here! The convenience store should still be open–they might have some heaters left in stock, he thought.
As he tightened his dark-gray coat and wrapped his plaid scarf around his neck for as much warmth as possible, he scrounged up the loose change on the table that was mixed with the opened, stale noodle cups laying around.
"Daiki Hamasaki. Age twenty-four, jobless, penniless…save for the few bucks in my pocket," that's me, he thought.
He wasn't particularly bad looking, but nothing special either; short, shaggy hair of a dark-brown shade, and hazel eyes. The only thing going for him was that he was above average height, though he was often called a "beanpole" by people that knew him due to his lanky physique.
It was even more reason why he needed a heater–his frail physique made the cold even more potent.
As soon as he opened the door to leave, he was hit with a gust of the chilly, frosty air that instantly made him shiver throughout his body.
"Brrr…"
Should I wait until tomorrow?He thought.
Glancing back into his apartment, he reminded himself of the few hours he just spent freezing while bundled within blankets, which prompted him to continue on his way as he locked the door behind him.
Without gloves, he was forced to stuff his hands into the pockets of his coat as he walked down the stairs of his apartment complex, traversing the snow-slick parking lot as he shivered.
Unsurprisingly, there wasn't anybody else walking around the neighborhood at that time, especially during the peak of winter.
I'm the only dumbass willing to go out here, he huffed out.
His breath left in a cold mist as his nose reddened while he kept his shoulder tucked close to his body in an attempt to retain any warmth.
The convenience store was only a block away from his apartment, greeting him with its dimmed, L.E.D sign that looked like it would go out any day now.
Bing-Bong.
As he walked into the store, the chime he had heard countless times played as he let out a sigh of relief. It was much warmer within the store as a heater supplied it with adequate heat.
The clerk didn't greet him, as he was busy reading a swimsuit magazine while smoking a cigarette.
Please, please…don't be out of stock, he thought.
Making his way to the back of the store, he found himself in the appliance section. There were a number of heaters in stock, however, the true problem made itself known.
He was broke.
There was enough money in his pocket for the lowest-end heater on the market, and that is what he searched for, rummaging around the products on the shelves.
"Come on, I'm begging you here…" he mumbled desperately as he searched.
After searching through all of the heaters on display, he found it, sitting at the very back of the shelf like a ray of divine light.
There it is!He thought.
Reaching out and grabbing it, it felt like he was holding the holy grail itself; a basic, minimal functions heater.
He wanted to hug it, but he was afraid of looking like more of an absolute lunatic than he already did, arriving at that time of night in the freezing winter.
Alright, now just to pay and get the hell out of–he thought, but his mind was interrupted.
"Ah…I don't have enough, do I?..." He realized, checking the change he had in his jacket.
He felt like sinking down right then and there and being carried off to some other place, wanting to throw the heater to the wall.
All of a sudden, the doors opened to rapid footsteps that stopped in front of the counter.
"Huh? You need something?" The clerk asked without looking up from his magazine, huffing out smoke from his lips.
He looked back to see a man dressed in all-black with an obscuring hoodie on, pulling something from the back of his pants.
It was a long, reflective kitchen knife.
A knife…?!He thought.
"Yeah, give me everything you've got in that register!--And make it quick!" The man demanded.
All of a sudden, the lax clerk was now wide-eyed, dropping his cigarette as he stepped back out of fear of the visceral tool in the robber's hand.
A robbery?! Are you kidding me?! My shit luck never ends–!He thought.
As he stayed in the back of the store, peeking from behind a shelf as the robber continued to urge the clerk to give him all of the money in the register–an idea came.
Hold on, this might actually be my lucky shot. If I drive the robber away, I'll probably be rewarded–I can get this heater for free!He thought.
The idea gave him confidence as he smiled nervously, readying himself as he slowly approached the robber from behind.
The clerk noticed him with a surprised look in his eyes, but the look screamed "Don't do this, dumbass!" but it was too late–his eyes were set on the prize.
"Take this–!"
He yelled out as he tossed the boxed product directly at the back of the robber's head, causing the man to stumble a bit.
Nice! Perfect hit!He thought.
Following up, he intended to wrestle the knife away from the man's grip, reaching out before–
"Ah."
It was a warm feeling.
It felt as if every function of his body now focused on that overwhelming heat, coalescing at his gut.
Ah, he thought, I've been…stabbed?
As he looked down, he saw the large knife sunken so deep into his gut that all he could see was the handle, and the assailant's hand that was now drenched in his flowing crimson.
"I-I…I didn't mean to do it!" The robber frantically called out, looking back at the clerk, "He ran straight at me–y-you saw that, right?! Right?!"
"...I don't know, man. I don't know…" The clerk held his head in shock.
The last thing he saw in his fluttering, hazy vision was the look of regret on the robber's face, and the shock on the clerk's.
Shit.
I really…didn't do anything with my life, did I?
As it all went dark, his consciousness faded in what he expected to be forevermore.
However, what felt like just seconds after, his eyes reopened.
"Huh…?"
Parting his eyelids, he was greeted by a blue sky up above with clouds flowing across it. As he sat up, he looked forward to finding himself in a verdant valley of lavish nature–completely different from the urban area he was just in.
Where the hell am I?He thought.
"E-excuse me, are you okay?"
It was a meek, feminine voice that asked this, taking him by surprise as he looked up to his right, finding a cute, youthful girl with braided, light-blue hair leaning down to check on him.
For some reason, her cheeks were as read as cherries as her bright, amber eyes seemed to be constantly not trying to look at something.
"...Where am I?" He asked.
"Um…well, we're right outside of Avnim," she told him, still holding that complete blush to her cheeks.
"Avnim?" He repeated.
She nodded, twiddling with her hair, "It's the "town of adventurers", you don't know it? Are you lost?"
What's up with this girl? She's looking at me, but her eyes keep averting–and she's blushing like crazy, he thought.
As he finally looked down to check his body, he realized the source of her odd behavior.
He was naked.
Not shirtless. Not without pants. Naked.
What–?!He thought.
Totally out in the open, sitting between his legs, under the blush-accompanied gaze of the girl–his uncovered, unseen before this day, penis laid out like it was nobody's business.
Though, something else took priority in his mind as he stared at his resting manhood.
Ain't I a bit…on the bigger side than before? Is this what they call "main character" privileges?! I've reincarnated, right? That has to be it!He thought.
He definitely wasn't wrong, at least in the regard that his appendage that was previously the size of his index finger was now encroaching on the length of his forearm.
"Excuse me…"
The girl called to him meekly again, trying not to look directly at him.
He realized how much of a deviant he probably seemed like, attempting to cover up but there was really no hiding it.
"Sorry…" He apologized with a wry chuckle.
"You're different…"
"Huh?"
The words coming from the youthful, blue-haired girl confused him as she didn't seem taken aback by his nude status, but something else, now eyeing him up and down completely.
"Different?"
The young woman nodded, "Your face…your features are more, stern? You don't seem to have a developed chest…sorry, was that rude? Forgive me!"
As she tried to apologize, waving her hands, he was now the one left completely perplexed in her place, standing himself up as he kept his hands over his nether region.
"What're you talking about? Of course I wouldn't have a chest, I'm a guy," he told her with a raised eyebrow.
"A…guy?" She tilted her head, blinking a bit with her bright, amber eyes.
He sighed out, "Yeah–a dude, a boy, a man!"
"Sorry, what's that?" She put her pale, lithe finger to her lips.
"...Are you telling me you don't know what a "male" is?" He asked again to confirm.
To his utter disbelief, the girl placed her hands behind her back as her silver skirt fluttered in the passing breeze, shaking her head lightly, "I've never heard of a term like that."
Hold on…did I…reincarnate into a world filled only with chicks?!He thought.
The thought left his mouth hanging open as the girl stepped closer, looking at him with worried eyes.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"...You're not pulling my leg are you?" He asked again in an excited tremble with red cheeks.
She looked at him for a moment before shaking her head, "I wouldn't lie. Are you alright?"
Though he found an easier way to fully confirm his suspicions, feeling the danly appendage between his lungs be caressed by the passing breeze.
"Then answer this…!"
"Yes…?" She gulped.
He placed his hands on his hips, presenting his newfound, triumphant manhood like a trophy, "You've never seen something like this, have you?!"
As her eyes were left looking down at his swaying, uncut rod, gulping as she brought her hands close to her chest.
"I…"
Trailing her speech, he kept his eyes on her, attempting to stand proud though the stance he was taking couldn't be further from "comfortable".
"...It's a penis, isn't it?"
"Huh?"
Her answer once again made him confused as he was sure this world was one only of females, going off of the girl's words.
"But…there's no other people like "me" here, right? Just girls?" He pointed to himself.
She nodded her head, "I don't know what you mean by "you"...are you really saying you're a completely different race than me? I see it, but…well, you're right. It's just girls here."
"Then…how do you know what a penis is?" He asked with a sweat.
As she averted her gaze, he found himself questioning the sanity of the situation he found himself in just minutes after his supposed death.
The girl rubbed her legs rogether shyly, looking off towards the side with a blush, "...Listen, I should tell you my name before I give you the answer you're looking for."
"...Okay."
"I'm Hilda."
"Alright, I'm Daiki."
As they exchanged names, the blue-haired, meek girl finally looked at him straight with such a blush that it extended to her ears before she reached her hands down towards her skirt, grabbing onto it.
Huh…?He thought.
He gulped as she began to slowly lift her silver, frilled skirt to his eyes. As soon as that skirt was lifted, the veil between purity and the lewd source below, he was left stunned.
A hanging, pale, uncut penis.
…Excuse me?He thought.
He gulped as she began to slowly lift her silver, frilled skirt to his eyes. As soon as that skirt was lifted, the veil between purity and the lewd source below, he was left stunned.
A hanging, pale, uncut penis.
…Excuse me? He thought.
It was much smaller than his own–surprisingly, that was the initial thought that popped into his head, followed by: "why in the world does this girl have a penis?!"
What made even less sense to him was why she was so willing to show it to him without much hesitation.
"Why're you showing me that?!" He asked, shielding his eyes but still peeking out of sheer curiosity.
Mary promptly tugged her skirt back down with pink, flustered cheeks, "I-it's not weird for people to show it, y-you know? I'm just not as confident as others!"
"People normally show their dicks?!"
"T-they do, alright!? I don't know where you're from, but that's how it is! Anyway…I answered your question, right?" Mary looked away, wildly blushing.
"...Yeah, you sure freakin' did," he sighed.
Though Mary suddenly piped up, yelling at him, "W-wait! How can you say that when you have yours out?!"
That was indeed a good question.
In the time of finding out that the cute, short-of-stature girl indeed had a dick, he had forgotten he was in complete nude, standing there in the verdant, open field.
"...I didn't do this on purpose, you know!" He countered her words, "I woke up here without any clothes!"
"Oh…right, I'm sorry," Mary bowed her head, still holding that same blush.
As he scratched his head, he was left completely puzzled by this unordinary situation he woke up to. Removing the mantle she wore, she lent it to him as he used it as a loincloth to hide his manhood.
"I'll take you into Avnim. I'm assuming you don't have anywhere to go, seeing as you're completely lost, right?" She asked with a small, worried sigh.
"Yeah, that about sums it up," he sighed as well.
As they began walking, with him following by her side, just a slight bit behind, they traversed a large hill that hid the scenery behind it, hiking up its steep, flourishing form.
"How did you find me, anyway?" He asked.
Mary answered with a small smile, "I'm an adventurer, see?" She showed him the gold insignia hanging from the necklace around her neck, "I came out here to get rid of some slimes that were pestering merchants."
"Slimes, huh? Is there magic in this world, by chance?"
"In this world…?"
"Urr…yeah, about that," he looked at her, "this might sound crazy, but I came here from a completely different world. Right after I was killed, actually."
Mary looked at him for a moment with an unknowing, confused expression, putting her hand to her chin before replying, "I see…that explains a lot."
"Really? I don't sound like a complete lunatic?"
She shook her head, "I've heard rumors about it in the past, but there have been reports of people coming in from different worlds–though it's really few and far between. Rare enough that I thought it was just a myth, to be honest…" Mary continued, "to answer your question: there is magic, yes."
Hearing that, he looked up towards the sky, nodding his head a few times, "Interesting, interesting…And how could one, perhaps, maybe, off of a bit of curiosity…use magic?"
Mary stopped and looked at him before turning around, pointing her hand towards the open, vast field of nature behind him.
"Watch closely, okay?" She looked at him briefly.
"Alright…" He gulped, excited to see if mysticism was truly his reality now.
Gathering a breath into her lungs and stabilizing her breathing, she called out, "Invoke: Water Ball!"
Manifesting just in front of her palm, a sphere of clear water condensed into a wiggly, almost gelatinous form as she retained its position for a moment.
"Woah…it's actually real?!" He let out, awe-inspired by the showing of actual magic.
Mary laughed bashfully before releasing the water ball, letting it send off towards a distant tree as it splashed harmlessly.
"Hmm…can I try it?" He said.
"I mean…you can try," Mary told him, keeping her hands over her skirt as she kept her high, brown boots tucked close together, "but, it takes a lot of studying and practice to get the hang of magecraft, Daiki, I wouldn't–"
"Invoke: Water Ball!" He interrupted her, repeating the same term he heard from her.
Without fail, to the surprise of both of them, his words caused a coalescence of water in front of his extended hand. There wasn't anything special he conjured in his mind, or a specific feeling in his body he honed in on, it was simply the words spoken and his desire to see magic be manifested.
"Oh," he mumbled, "I did it."
"You…did it?!" Mary called out in disbelief.
Allowing it to shoot off like a projectile, it blasted against a distant tree, running right through the tree trunk.
"Ah…my bad," he muttered.
"It's alright…be careful," Mary told him, looking up at him, "Still…this is really your first time using magic?"
He nodded, "Yeah, it is."
"That's…incredible. You should become an adventurer!" Mary suddenly told him passionately, getting closer.
The sudden excitement displayed from the blue-haired, usually meek girl took him by surprise as he stepped back, "Huh?!"
"I've been looking for a partner to go on quests with! This must be fate! Let's go! Let's get you signed up–right away!" Mary told him, grabbing his arm and leading him.
"Are you sure it's going to be that easy?! I'm not exactly the most trustful looking person–!"
"It'll be fine! Avnim is one of the most diverse towns in the world–it welcomes everybody as adventurers!" Mary assured him with a smile.
Though as they ran together, with him being strung along, he could really only focus on one thing.
Running up a hill on what looked to be a beautiful day in the peak of spring, the wind obviously played its part, passing by and lifting that skirt of hers.
There's no mistaking it. That's a dick. This girl, this cute, adorable girl, has a dick. The real troublesome thing is–it's kind of hot! He thought.
He was nearly caught staring at it as she glanced back at him, but he swiftly returned his gaze forward.
It didn't seem like something she wouldn't realize; the sound of it lightly slapping her thighs as she ran as audible, no less the same occurred for him as well.
"Here we are!" Mary smiled as she called out.
She stood at the summit of the hill, with him following a few seconds after.
It was finally in view beyond the hill, and surprisingly close—Avnim, the "Town of Adventurers".
A large wall formed of clean, silver stone surrounded the town as carriages rode in through the front gates that were overseen by an active guard.
"Am I really going to be fine, dressed like this…?" He asked.
All he had was the light cape lent to him by Mary around his waist, covering his dangly bits but nothing else.
"You'll be fine, trust me!" Mary assured him as they walked together down the road towards town, "Honestly, some people are less covered than you…"
As they approached the front gate, he found out exactly what she meant as they met the guard of the entrance to Avnim.
She stood roughly around his height, with silver-plated armor and illustrious, brunette hair with fair, slightly tanned skin.
All that was fine and well, except her appendage between her legs was clearly dangling down, though it wasn't bare, and instead sheathed by a black fabric.
What the…? He thought.
It was fairly large, that was undeniable, but he wasn't challenged. For the first time in his life, now on his second, he was allowed to be prideful in his new, bolstered manhood.
"Oh, welcome back, Mary," the guard greeted her, "…and this is?"
Mary smiled, "Thanks, Brisda. This is Daiki, he's a visitor from…a foreign land."
"He?" Brisda repeated, looking closer at him.
Mary nodded, though he was left uncomfortable at how closely the guard was inspecting him.
"…You're saying this is a "man"?"
"You know what that is?" He asked in surprise, though Mary seemed a bit surprised as well.
"Ah," Brisda nodded, "It's a bit of a myth, but yeah. Well, if you don't mind…"
Without even really asking for permission, the guard reached down and pulled the cloth that covered his crotch.
"Wha—?!" He was left surprised, though it was seemingly a normal occurrence for this world.
Out on full display, his hanging cock was inspected by the guard, who caressed and fondled it with her cold, silver gauntlets.
So cold…! But, so hot! He thought.
"Sorry, Daiki…this is just how it goes at the front gates for newcomers," Mary wryly chuckled.
"…It's fine. Totally fine," he replied, accepting the moment of pleasure.
His orbs weren't exempt either as Brisda ran her gloves over them before standing back up.
"Hmm…" Brisda stood for a moment.
"Yeah…?" He gulped.
"That's a cock, alright," Brisda said, "A respectable one, at that. Alright, you can enter."
"…Pardon? I passed…what? A cock exam?!" He was left dumbfounded.
As he looked at the guard again, he noticed this time her cheeks were flushed and her sheathed appendage seemed to have grown erect.
Before he could receive an answer, Mary grabbed his hand and brought him past the gates, entering into the surprisingly bustling city.
As he suspected, it was all women. Some tall, some short, some having animalistic features, and some even elves or dwarves.
"What's the matter?" He asked, looking at Mary after taking a glimpse at the busy, medieval town.
Mary huffed, blushing, "…You didn't notice?"
"Notice what?"
"Brisda was…eyeing you."
He was a bit surprised, but not exactly offended by such information, "I see…"
Mary shook her head, "The truth is…you have this…"effect" on me, and I think for all of us, Daiki…"
He was pulled to an empty alleyway as Mary seemed too embarrassed to carry this conversation with passing ears.
Mary was rubbing her thighs together, averting her gaze as she twiddled with her thumbs.
"You see…it's like a…"smell"…your thing gives off this scent—it's making my mind go crazy, I can't think straight…" Mary admitted.
"Uh-huh…a scent…?" He repeated.
As he looked down, he realized what she was talking about.
There was probably a fundamental difference between his package, and the futanaris'.
I've got a pure, bonafide, manly cock—! These girls are still girls, it must somehow still be their natural instincts to want men, they just don't know it! He thought.
"I see, I see…" He said, nodding.
"Yeah…"
For the first time, as he watched the blushing mess that was Mary rub her thighs together and attempt to cover her skirt, his lecherous side surfaced.
Of course. I'm in another world. This is my destiny—to be the main character! He thought.
It was then, realizing the effect of the so-called "scent" he produced, that he figured out the true blessing he came to this world with, and simultaneously, his meaning for being there.
"Supreme Dick", I'll call it. Yes, completely appropriate. The blessed dick given to me to turn this matriarchal world on its head! He thought.
"Ah, oops…"
Pretending to have the cloth covering his crotch fall, he revealed his bare appendage to the girl's eyes, making her eyes widen in surprise.
"Ah…"
Mary breathed a hot breath, approaching as she dropped to her knees in front of him.
He could feel her warm breaths pelting against his masculine organ, causing it to stiffen and grow erect right before her enamored eyes.
At the time time, the cock that Mary kept under her skirt revealed itself as it grew stiff in unison, peeking from beneath her silver skirt as she sat on her knees, almost salivating in the presence of the one man in the world's manhood.
For the first time, he felt truly in a position of dominance from his previous stagnant, unlucky life. It was not his goal.
I'll conquer the women of this world and have the largest harem—! He thought.
"It's big…" Mary mumbled in a hot breath, reaching towards it but not touching, "Can I…?"
He nodded, giving her permission that was asked with those big, sparkling eyes of hers.
As she caressed the underside of his large appendage, she used her other hand to stroke her own rod, running her lithe fingertips along his warm shaft.
He tried not to act like it felt absurdly amazing, but in truth, it did. He wanted to explode immediately, but he resisted.
In truth, he wasn't particularly a fan of the "futanari" genre of porn in his world, but he wasn't opposed to it. But now, confronted with it in reality, he couldn't be more of a fan.
It was something about seeing the adorable, yet sexy girl with pale skin, firm, nicely sized breasts, possessing a dick of her own. Perhaps it was because he could understand the pleasure she felt, or perhaps it was the simple fact that it was almost "taboo", but—he now loved it.
Mary continues to run her fingers along the length of his shaft before grabbing it, aiming the tip towards her lips as she waited a moment, staring at it.
He could barely contain himself as her hot, sensual breaths ran against his tip, running along his girth as well.
"It stinks…but, I can't get enough of it," Mary mumbled, holding his thick rod with her hand as it looked heavy in her thin fingers, bringing her face close to it as if trying to bring herself closer to the smell.
Seeing that citizens of the town were passing by the alleyway, a bit of nervousness took hold of him, though there was clearly no stopping Mary at this point.
Looking at her, the innocent expression she once held was completely replaced as she seemed almost intoxicated by the scent of a man's dick.
There was no stopping what was happening.
He hardly just met the girl, only knowing her name–not her age, not a single thing about her except the fact, like him, she had a dick.
Is this really happening…? He wondered.
The pleasure was all too real; he had gone his entire twenty-four years of life without a woman's touch, and now he was getting all of that and more as his cock was handled in her soft hands as if it were the holy grail.
He couldn't contain the audible releases of pleasure from his lips as both of her hands ran along his length before she began to suckle on the tip; the combination of his cock being stroked while the head was sucked on felt as if she was trying to milk him directly–and it was working.
From the sheer pleasure alone, as if the nerves on his appendage were amplified since it was lengthened and thickened, he instinctually gripped the girl's light-blue hair as he moaned out.
"I'm going to…!" He warned, attempting to move her head as he felt the urge to release build up greatly.
Though he realized it was as if he was going to have to pry her away as she stopped just teasing the tip of his dick with her lips, now taking it not only into her mouth, but down her warm, wet throat as she bobbed her head aggressively.
What's with this–?! Is the "scent" this powerful?! He thought.
While she slurped on his throbbing manhood, she continued to rapidly stroke her own as if she was caught in her own world, focused only on the cock in her throat.
"I'm–!"
Pushing Mary's head all the way down and forcing her down to the base of his cock as his tip released loads upon loads of his slimy, hot semen down her throat.
With how aggressively she was caught on his dick, he wasn't surprised as she willingly swallowed each and every drop, not sparing a single portion beyond her lips.
At the exact same time he filled her throat, she came as well, spurting out a load of her own as it dirtied her silver skirt, twitching and spewing out a serving of white semen from herself.
As she pulled away slowly, unsheathing his length from her mouth and throat, his cock sat against her face, slick in her saliva and his semen, as she panted lightly.
He could see it in her eyes; complete, total lust.
It wasn't just some coincidence–he knew it for sure now; his manhood was mystical, in some way.
"Delicious…" Mary mumbled quietly, running her tongue along the underside of his cock.
Although he felt he should stop, the look she gave him, sitting there on her knees with his fluid-slick cock resting on her face with her tongue out, he finally decided to let loose.
Without any restraint, he grabbed her hair, seeming to surprise her as she looked at him in confusion for a moment before he shoved the entirety of his length down her throat, causing his balls to rest against her chin.
"Mmgh…?!" Mary sounded out, but was muffled by his rod.
Even though she put her hands on his thighs as if trying to stop him, he was lost in lust himself now, beginning to thrust mercilessly down her throat as he had pushed her against the wall, leaning against it himself as he thrusted.
He pumped as though he were plowing an actual hole, using her mouth and throat as his own personal cocksleeve while she slapped and squeezed his thighs.
There were no thoughts going through his mind, only his ears being filled with the sounds of her gargles and his balls slapping against her drool-slick chin with each back-and-forth.
After listening to her muffled moans and resistances for a few minutes of constant, continuous thrusts down her throat, he finally came once again, releasing an even heavier load than before as she was forced to swallow it all.
"Ah…"
As soon as he slid his cock out from her throat, Mary gasped for air, holding her throat as she coughed.
"...Warn me next time, dummy…" She muttered quietly.
"Next time…?" He raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the vague invitation.
As he sat there for a minute as they both caught their breath, he had realized something: in his splendor of lust, it seemed his cock had magically grown in size, only for a brief bit as it seemed to return to its previous state.
Odd…He thought.
"Are you…normal now?" He asked.
Mary looked at him with teary eyes after having her throat played with, still caressing her throat before she fixed her hair, "...Well, you definitely snapped me back into focus. I'm not…usually like that at all. I guess your roughness was a bit jarring for me so I was brought out of that trance."
"A trance? Seriously? Is my cock really magic or something?" He asked, looking down at his groin.
Mary looked at it as well with a heavy blush as she wiped her lips, "There's certainly…something about it. It's not like I wasn't aware or in control…I just…absolutely had to taste it. I was overwhelmed by it."
A few moments of silence persisted as they stood there.
The entire time, Mary was still eyeing his cock, attempting to avert her gaze but it was obvious. From what he could see, her own cock was still stood up and twitching.
"Say…" He trailed his utterance.
"Yeah?…" Mary responded.
He scratched his cheek, "It'd be bad if we stopped only halfway, right?"
As he said that, he sneakily used the aforementioned "scent" to his advantage as he stepped a bit closer. With Mary still sat on her knees, his appendage was at nose level for her.
She gulped, looking straight at it.
"What're you saying…?"
"We can't go back into town like…this, right?" He said.
He supported his question with the fact that his cock had returned to being fully erect, lending the tip to gently touch the end of her nose as he stood there.
Mary poured a bit, puffing her cheeks as she stood up, "Listen, I wouldn't normally give it up this easy, okay? It's just…this is a specific circumstance, and we can't go to the adventurer hall like this!"
As she said that, justifying her own unspoken desires, she turned around and bent herself over, leaning on a dusty crate.
He didn't waste anytime flipping her skirt up to reveal a fact he was already aware of: she didn't wear panties.
"No panties…?"
"It gets…tight with those on sometimes, okay?" She explained, embarrassed.
For a petite girl, her rear was surprisingly, and welcomingly, plump with a nice heart shape to it.
It was as per usual for a girl: a tight-looking, hairless anus and a cute little slit that looked untouched, and also cleanly shaved.
And of course, a cock and balls that dangle down; the usual for a girl.
This was the real deal at last as he grabbed his appendage, aiming the tip against her mound.
It was time, after twenty-four years and another life, to discard his virginity to the wind.
"H-hurry up, okay…?" Mary said, glancing back.
As her words met his ears, he nodded before gulping, finally pushing his large tip against her entrance.
Due to the combination of his sizely member and her tight, untrained hole, he had to slowly spread her entrance with his tip as he pushed in carefully.
"D-daiki, be gentle, please…" Mary asked through a quiet moan that escaped her lips, causing her to cover her mouth with her hand.
He was more focused on actually letting his girthy member fit into her taut pussy, looking down as he watched it slide in as a snail's pace.
It was soaked, lathered in her own juices, yet even the abundant lubricant made it an arduous task.
As he finally worked up the forwardness to take control and hold onto her hips, he pushed in most of his length with a nice thrust that planted his tip directly against her cervix, giving it a small kiss.
It was his first experience with the concept that might as well be mythical to a twenty-four-year-old virgin like himself: "the warmth of a vagina"--and it was even better than he had dreamed. He could feel her walls grip and squeeze his shift, tensing up around it with its soft, wet, and warm texture as if trying to milk him.
This is what I've been missing–?!He thought.
The moment the head of his cock met her cervix, a moan left her lips again, slipping through her fingers.
He hit the jackpot; though he was a virgin, at least before this very moment, he knew most girls didn't exactly enjoy their cervix being met.
However, as he tested the waters and pressed his cock down against her womb barrier, he felt her tight, warm walls clench around his length, squeezing it aa her legs quivered.
Damn, she's sensitive, isn't she?He thought.
He had yet to begin thrusting yet it seemed length and girth alone, stretching her petite hole, was enough to make her quiver there, helpless as her juices spilled onto the ground.
"Are you…a virgin?" He decided to ask.
"N-no…" Mary answered through muffled moans, "…maybe…"
He didn't need her to admit it for him to know, going by the way she received it: Mary was gripping onto either side of the large crate she was bent over, keeping her mouth covered to hide her moans from those who passed by the dark alleyway.
As he continued to slowly push in deeper, surprised at how her cave seemed to allow more of his length over time as she grew more into it, he finally fit himself balls deep inside.
"Ngh…!" Mary's muffled moan escaped.
With his entire shaft embedded into her warm, tightening hole, his larger, heavier balls were pressed up against her small, but smooth pair.
Tears finally escaped Mary's amber eyes, trailing down her soft, pale cheeks as she kept her hand covering her mouth, with the other clenching onto the side of the crate.
It's big–too big! It hurts, but feels amazing…way more amazing than painful–!Mary thought.
As she sat there, only able to stare at the shadow-cast brick wall while being thrust into, her hips were tightly held in his surprisingly strong hands, slightly lifting her feet from the ground that were already hardly there as she had to tiptoe due to her short stature.
Lifted up slightly, Mary's hole was beginning to experience a similar roughness than her throat did as he was overflowing with primal urges now, beginning to slide his length back and forth as her lips gripped around his shaft, trying to prevent him from pulling out, though he didn't plan to.
"D-daiki, slow down…!" Mary told him.
The more he pumped into her, the easier it became to thrust as her pussy adjusted to his length and girth, shaping itself to his size and exuding juices that made the process come easier.
Still, he hardly listened to her as he pressed against her, beginning to thrust rapidly as their balls slapped together with each movement, causing Mary to learn completely against the crate with a mixture of moans and pants leaving her soft, pink lips.
"...D-don't finish inside…!" Mary called out between pants.
It was as she could feel his cock swelling up inside of her, throbbing and twitching vigorously within her as he seemed to hear at least those words from her.
After a few more seconds of aggressive pumps into her, he pulled out against the will of her tight, gripping walls, sliding it out just in time to shoot out his hefty amount of semen directly against her pussy lips.
"Nngh…" Mary moaned quietly, laying her upper-half against the crate as she came as well with her smooth, pale appendage releasing onto the ground below.
In the aftermath of the deed while Mary laid there for a minute, still and panting, and he stood there with his cock finally going limp, the semen had painted her rear with slid down, soaking past her balls and enveloping her cock in his juices.