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Chapter 3 by Ebanu8 Ebanu8

What's next?

She uses you until you are exhausted

You allow Tsukiko to suck your cock, feeling her warm mouth engulf every inch of your 18-inch cock effortlessly and without an ounce of gag reflex. In all honesty, your cock was the reason why so many girls you dated ended up so scared, fearful that it would tear them apart from within.

Porn videos lied, in the end, and you never dared date anyone again.

In comparison, Tsukiko was effortlessly taking in your cock like a seasoned pornstar, and for a moment you wondered if you were dreaming. As she continued deepthroating you, you moaned and felt a pleasant shudder coursing up your spine.

Then you felt her hands massaging your ass, before a finger slipped into your asshole. It hurt, and you groaned in pain, and yet it felt incredible.

Before long, you were brought to climax, and you placed your hands on Tsukiko's head, both to keep her head in place and support yourself as you enjoyed your very first ejaculation inside someone's mouth. When your climax subsided, you stared with bleary eyes at Tsukiko who swallowed and lapped up every drop of semen in her mouth.

"Good boy," Tsukiko purred, "Here's your reward."

She kissed you, pushing her tongue into your mouth and letting you taste her saliva.

"Did you like it?" Tsukiko asked.

"...Yes," You admitted.

It was, after all, your first kiss.

"Good boy, now come here."

Tsukiko dragged you off the chair and pinned you against the wall, then positioned her pussy above your cock. In one thrust, she engulfed your entire cock inside her vagina, her fleshy folds massaging your phallus with a mercilessly soft and melting touch. You groaned at how warm her insides felt.

"W-Wait, I-"

Tsukiko mercilessly hammered her hips away at yours, and the wet slapping of flesh registered in your ears as stars danced in your vision. On and on she thrust her hips, making you groan pitifully like a little girl. Before long, you reached climax yet again, depositing your semen inside her womb. She let you go, sliding down onto the floor, and in your dazed state you could only numbly stare at how Tsukiko **** you.

"Excellent, and now for the final course."

She cast a spell, and a massive phallus the same size as yours grew from her crotch, erect and dripping with precum. She flipped you over into a doggy style position, spreading open your ass cheeks, and you realise with horror her intentions.

"No, wait!"

She mercilessly thrust inside of you, her hand clamping tightly on your mouth to muffle your screams of agony.

"That's right, scream for me, you slut, let everyone know you're just sex relief for me," Tsukiko whispered derogatorily, delighting in your torment.

For what felt like hours, she continued anally **** you, thrusting with maximum speed and strength with complete disregard for your health and pleasure. And then, at long last, she came inside you, groaning in pleasure as she painted your colon with white, hot semen. When she pulled out, you felt your knees and ass sinking to the ground in relief, collapsing with not an ounce of strength remaining. You farted, spilling semen from your backside onto the floor.

"We're not done yet, pretty boy," Tsukiko loomed overhead like a monster, her cock still dripping semen, "We've got a long way to go."

"No, no!"

You realise too late that some things you should never embrace, no matter how badly you wanted it, especially when certain people take a mile after you give an inch.

For what felt like hours she continued to **** you, swallowing your cock with her pussy or stuffing her own cock up your ass and mouth, forcing you to take gallons of her semen.

By the time she was done with you, you were left an exhausted, bruised mess, your legs, hips and cock aching monstrously. Your eyes had turned glassy and vacant, shedding tears at how utterly violated you were. Tsukiko put back on her clothes, planting a mocking kiss on your cheek.

"I'll be seeing you again, little boy."

When she left, and once you realised you were alone, you curled up into a ball and cried out your heart. For as long as you lived, you would never forget this trauma.

Fully half an hour had passed, and by then your ramen - which you gorged down - was long cold.

What happens next?

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