Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Climax went Wrong!

I removed my pajamas.

And with them, my one-eyed monster swung free.

With that sudden charge of release, it swung upward and slapped against my stomach.

THWAP.

Her eyes widened. Still sitting on the slab. Staring at the beast between my legs.

I grabbed my cock. Rubbed the head slowly.

“This buddy of mine will give you a time you won’t forget.”

She looked petrified. Frozen in place.

“Master… is… is your penis alright?”

I just shook my body. Side to side.

And with that movement, my beast swung like a magic wand. Drawing circles in the air.

“Why don’t you check it for yourself?”

She looked confused. Didn’t understand what I meant.

So I showed her.

I held her shoulders. Gently pushed her down. Laid her on the cold slab with her pillowy tits pressing downward. Face down against the stone surface.

Then I closed the distance.

Brought my rock hard, slightly curved cock right beside her face.

“Suck it. Like I sucked your tits.”

She looked disgusted at first. Her nose wrinkled. Lips pressed tight.

But then she saw my expression. The seriousness in my eyes.

Fear replaced the disgust.

She slowly opened her mouth. Hesitant. Reluctant.

But I wasn’t patient enough for that.

I closed in more. Forced my cock inside her mouth.

GLRK.

Pushed more.

And more.

Until I hit the back of her throat.

“GLKK—!”

I could see her cute struggling face. Eyes watering. Cheeks bulging. Throat convulsing around my shaft.

Beautiful.

I pulled back. Gave her some air.

“HAAHH… HAAHH…”

She breathed heavily. Gasping. Drool running down her chin.

“See? It’s working perfectly fine.”

I smiled.

“Now let me show you its real purpose.”

I rotated her body. Spun her around on the slab until her pussy was positioned in front of me like a dish ready to be served.

I rubbed my cock against her entrance. Felt her lips part slightly around my head.

And that’s when I noticed.

Her pussy was swollen. Puffy. Buldgy.

The aftermath of pregnancy.

After three to four months, a woman’s pelvis usually heals itself. The large opening the baby creates slowly tightens back. And for Angelica, the opening had healed nicely. The tissues looked really tight again.

I looked at her swollen, clean pussy.

’For Angelica’s sake, I hope this doesn’t hurt her too much.’

Then I shoved my cock inside.

SCHLICK.

She trembled violently.

“Master, that’s—!”

And then she sealed her own mouth. Shoved her palm between her lips. Refusing to let any scream or moan escape.

I pushed forward. A full, heavy thrust.

“MMMPHHH—!”

Her muffled cry vibrated against her palm. Eyes rolling back slightly.

I felt her inner walls. Hot. Wet. Gripping me like a vice.

A fresh pussy. Recently recovered from giving birth. Now getting pounded.

This was an amazing feeling.

I continued.

PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.

Pounding her. Banging her. The sound of my flesh smacking against her ass echoed through the kitchen.

Her moans weren’t controlled anymore. They escaped through her fingers. Leaked out despite her best efforts.

“Mmmph… mmmnnn… MMMPH!”

Her tits were swinging wildly with every thrust I delivered. Heavy. Full of milk. Bouncing back and forth painfully.

It was hurting her. The momentum was straining her chest.

So as a kind soul as a good master—I helped her.

I leaned forward. Pressed my chest against hers. Reached around and grabbed both breasts.

Held them steady for her.

Then squeezed.

SPURT.

A diluted spray of milk shot out. Hit me right in the face. Warm. Sweet.

And the beautiful part? This new task of mine didn’t interfere with my previous task.

The wrecking of her pussy continued at maximum efficiency.

PLAP. PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.

Smashing into her. Splashing her juices everywhere. Squeezing every single drop of milk from her swollen tits.

SQUELCH. SQUELCH. SQUELCH.

It was perfect for me.

And perfect for her too.

I looked at her face. She was blushing furiously. No longer trying to hold back her moans.

“Ahhn… ahhn… AHHN…”

One of her hands had moved down. Rubbing her own pussy. Stimulating her clit while I destroyed her insides.

The other hand was helping me squeeze her tits. Pressing down for more pressure. More milk.

She was feeling so many different things right now.

And all of them were foreign to her.

New sensations. New pleasures. New experiences that this cursed world had denied her until tonight.

I slowly stopped my banging.

Pulled my cock out.

SCHLOP.

She looked at me with sad eyes. Desperate. Needy.

“Master… please don’t stop…”

Her voice was broken. Breathless.

“Don’t worry, Angelica.”

I stepped back.

“I won’t stop until I return the favor.”

She looked confused.

I grinned.

“The favor of you giving me milk. I promise I’ll give you mine too.”

Her expression became baffled. Still processing what I meant.

I didn’t give her time to figure it out.

I carried her. Lifted her off the slab. Brought her to the ground.

Laid her on the floor. Right above the kitchen mat.

I threw off my shirt. Raised her legs high. Positioned myself between her spread thighs.

Lowered her lower body slightly. Found that swollen hole again.

And destroyed it.

SCHLICK.

“AHHHN!”

Feeling those wet folds engulf me. Experiencing the same incredible sensation from the fourth woman within a single day.

And yet my hunger still wasn’t satisfied.

I pushed harder.

PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.

The sound was harder too. This position was rougher for her. Deeper. More intense.

But looking at her face? She was enjoying every second.

Her tongue was hanging out. Eyes glazed with pleasure. Expression completely lost to ecstasy.

“Haahh… master…”

PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP.

The sound was intense. Her whole ass getting smacked with each powerful thrust. Flesh meeting flesh in a violent rhythm.

She grabbed my hands. Held them tightly like a leash.

And started moving herself. Helping me. Matching my thrusts with her own hip movements.

“Mmmn… don’t stop… Masta…”

Her voice was thick with need.

“Aahh… m-more… more…”

Getting louder. And louder.

PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP.

SQUELCH. SQUELCH. SQUELCH.

I was close now. The pressure building. About to explode.

“Here is the reward…”

I thrust harder.

“For your late night feeding!”

And at that exact moment—

My eyes fell on the open entrance.

Mother.

Standing in the doorway.

Watching.

Her eyes were deadly. Cold fury burning behind them.

Her face was too shocked to form words. Mouth hanging open. Expression frozen somewhere between disbelief and rage.

At that precise moment—

My dick pulled out of Angelica on its own.

POP.

And released everything.

SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.

Shooting downward. Where the maid was laid out. Her face still twisted in a slutty, satisfied expression.

My cum ruined her.

Covered her face. Painted her naked body. White threads reaching everywhere my seed could land.

I was looking at Angelica.

But my mind was somewhere else entirely.

’Pervy Lord…’

I swallowed hard. ’Save me.’

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