The Big-Dicked Shota - Chapter 3
“Alright, arms up. I’ll help you out of those clothes. Good boy.”
The small, cramped changing space only made the situation feel more awkward.
In no time at all, the witch had stripped Shota down completely.
The skinny, fragile boy didn’t resist. He couldn’t. Before he even processed it, he stood there completely naked, his underdeveloped, pale body exposed.
“U-Um… We’re really getting in the bath…?”
“Of course. Didn’t I tell you? Or were you too busy staring at my boobs to listen?”
“N-No! I mean… I wasn’t… That’s not what I…”
As Shota fumbled over his words, the witch casually wrapped a white towel around herself. But honestly, calling it “covering up” would’ve been generous.
The thin towel strained over her curves, barely holding on. Up top, it hugged her enormous breasts so tight the edges looked seconds from giving out. One wrong move, and everything would spill out.
Down below wasn’t much better. Her wide hips and thick thighs peeked out freely, the towel clinging to the bare minimum. Her long, smooth legs were completely exposed.
Her black hair was pinned up neatly, her slender nape on full display, glistening faintly with moisture.
It was a body straight out of a dirty dream. A mature, dangerously sexy woman, barely concealed behind that pitiful scrap of fabric, standing right there within arm’s reach.
And worse still, her scent—sweet, warm, unmistakably feminine—filled the air, stronger now with her clothes off. The aroma clouded his brain.
His body couldn’t take much more. If this kept up, he’d probably lose it just standing here.
“Fufu…”
Of course she noticed. The gorgeous, busty woman clearly enjoyed every second of it.
She leaned into his helplessness, teasing with every step, deliberately showing just enough skin, letting her breasts bounce with each subtle movement, brushing her arm against him, whispering near his ear.
She played with him like a predator toying with prey.
“Alright then, let’s hop in.”
“O-Okay…”
His eyes locked onto her, Shota followed along.
The bath was way bigger than he’d expected. It looked like something from a fancy hotel, large enough for even adults to stretch out fully. The wide tub steamed gently, filled with inviting, warm water.
“Wow…”
“Nice, right? I like my baths big. Spent a fortune getting this one built.”
While Shota admired the place, the glass door slid shut behind him, and before he could react, the witch pressed herself right against his back.
“Huh…? Eh?!”
“Don’t squirm.”
“B-But…”
Even with the towel between them, he could feel it clearly.
The overwhelming softness of her chest, heavy and warm, pressed into him. Her massive breasts molded to his back, the plush weight surrounding him.
His lower half throbbed painfully, swelling harder, precum dripping onto the floor tiles.
“Fufu… Relax. I’ll wash you.”
She scooped water with a small bucket, pouring it over them both. Then, she worked up a soft, fluffy lather with soap between her slender fingers.
Her bare-handed washing began.
Nyuru… nyururu… nyurun…
“Ah… Ahhh…”
Her hands slid along his arms, over his narrow shoulders, down his neck, and across his chest and stomach. Her fingers moved with teasing precision, tracing every line of his body.
Her tall, curvy frame pressed tightly to his back, her long, experienced fingers rubbing every inch of him, sending shivers through his spine.
“Fuaaah…”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Y-Yeah…”
“Then I’ll spoil you a little more.”
Shuru, shuru…
Before he could even react, the sound of fabric slipping free filled the steamy air.
The towel slid away. He almost turned on instinct—only to feel it. Something unbelievably soft, warm, and heavy pressed firmly into his back.
“See? Feels nice, right?”
“Y-Yeah… It feels amazing…”
“Such a good boy… You deserve a reward.”
She leaned in closer, hugging him tightly, pressing her bare, massive breasts even firmer into him.
Her chest was impossibly soft, yet still had a certain weight and firmness, molding lewdly between their bodies as they squished together.
The obscene, overwhelming softness pushed his arousal over the edge. His cock throbbed with need, standing painfully hard against his stomach, precum dripping freely.
“Ahhh… Onee-san… your boobs… feel so good…”
“My, my… What a messy face you’ve got now.”
A hot, sticky whisper slipped past the witch’s lips, brushing against Shota’s ear and making his whole body twitch uncontrollably.
His thick, oversized cock throbbed violently, pulsing so hard it nearly jumped on its own.
“Ufufu… What a needy thing you’ve got here♥ Standing up this hard… Just what exactly are you hoping for, I wonder?”
Her massive breasts pressed firmly into his back as her soft hands glided teasingly along his stomach and thighs. But no matter how desperately his cock begged for attention, leaking helplessly, the witch never touched it directly.
Every slow, skillful movement oozed the practiced charm of a natural-born succubus.
Shota’s lust burned hotter than molten metal, his hips grinding forward helplessly, his cock twitching in pure frustration.
“O-Onee-san… P-Please… Wash me… down there too…”
“Ara? Down where, exactly? Your neck, perhaps?”
“N-No… That’s not it…”
“Hmm… Not your neck? Then… here?”
“Ahh… N-Not there either…”
Her slender fingers traced along his neck and ears, the feather-light touch making his whole body shudder as tears of frustration welled up in his eyes.
His cock throbbed, pulsing painfully, trembling on the verge of erupting. His preteen body, ruled by surging hormones, could only beg for one desperate thing—release.
“Tsk tsk… That won’t do. If you want something, you need to say it properly. Tell me, clearly. Where do you want me to wash you? Where do you want me to stroke you until you cum nice and hard? Be a good boy and say it.”
“Uuuu… P-Please… Wash my cock…! Please… I can’t take it anymore…!”
“Ufufu… Good boy♥”
Nyurun…
The moment he’d been begging for finally arrived.
The witch’s soft, warm hand wrapped around his thick, throbbing cock. Her slender fingers expertly traced the underside of his swollen head with practiced precision.
Her other hand slipped down to cup his balls, massaging them with obscene tenderness.
She handled him perfectly—not too hard, not too soft—just enough to send sharp, electrifying jolts racing up his spine.
“Looks like this spot feels the best♥”
The witch read his reactions with terrifying ease, her fingers homing in on the most sensitive parts of his tip.
Her thumb toyed with the slit, her other fingers circling the swollen ridge. All the while, she stroked his entire length with mercilessly perfect rhythm.
“Ahhh… I-It’s coming… I’m gonna cum…!”
“Fufu… You can cum whenever you like♥”
Just as his body teetered on the edge, the witch pressed her soft, heavy breasts tighter against his back. Her tongue snaked along his neck, hot and wet.
Her hand pumped faster, expertly milking him from base to tip without pause.
“Lero… Chu… That’s it… Let it all out…♥”
“Ah… Ahhh… I-I can’t hold it…!”
“It’s okay♥ Just let Onee-san stroke you until you cum nice and hard♥”
“Aahhh… Aaahhh!!”
Byuru, byurururururu!!
With a helpless moan, Shota’s hips bucked wildly.
Thick, heavy streams of cum erupted from his cock, shooting high into the steamy air.
The sheer amount was absurd. His cock unleashed wave after wave of semen, far beyond what seemed humanly possible for a boy his age.
“Wow… That’s… a lot…♥ I figured with that size, but even your load’s insane…♥”
The air filled with the thick, raw scent of sex, coating their skin in sticky, humid heat.
The witch’s body responded instantly. Her pussy clenched tight, her walls throbbing, dripping with arousal without so much as a touch.
“I was just planning to help you cum once and call it done… But after seeing that… How could I possibly hold back now…?♥”
“Haa… Haa… Onee-san… That was…”
As Shota panted, recovering from the overwhelming orgasm, another sharp jolt of pleasure ripped through him.
The witch’s hand, slick with his cum, began stroking him all over again.
“You’re not satisfied yet, are you? You still want to feel good, right?”
“Ahhh… O-Onee-san…”
Nyurunyuru… Nyurururu…
“Onee-san’s worked up now too… So let’s keep going♥ I’ll stroke you more… Lick you all over… Wrap your cock up nice and tight with my boobs…♥”
“Eh…?”
“And maybe… just maybe… I’ll even let you cum inside me too…♥”
“Gulp…”
Shota swallowed hard, his heart pounding against his ribs.
His overcharged lust wasn’t anywhere near satisfied.
His cock stood rock hard, twitching desperately, refusing to calm down.
Saying no wasn’t even possible.
“I-I want to… I want to do it more! Please… Let me do more with you, Onee-san!”
“Ufufu… What a good boy♥ Just for tonight, okay?♥”
Licking her plump lips with agonizing slowness, the witch turned to face him, her crimson eyes gleaming with lust.
Her pussy clenched, dripping wet, her whole body trembling with aching desire.
Driven by shameless need, she was moments away from surrendering completely to the boy’s dangerous, pulsing cock.
