The Big-Dicked Shota - Chapter 5
“Aahh♥ Ahh♥ Oaaahh♥ Nnooo♥”
The witch’s muffled moans filled the dimly lit room.
After losing his virginity, Shota carried her exhausted body back to the bed. Even after that, he’d rutted her recklessly in the shower, pumping her full two more times before finally bringing her back here. Ever since, he’d been lost in pure, mindless sex.
Now, with the witch pinned under him, her ass raised high, he ground his hips against her from behind, moving with raw, animal instinct, completely focused on breeding her.
—Squish! Squish! Squish!
When they arrived at the cabin earlier, the sun was still high. Now, night had fallen completely, yet Shota never slowed down. Gripping her plump, bouncing ass, he slammed his hips against her without hesitation.
“Ooh♥ Oooooh♥ Ngh♥”
His thick, merciless cock drove deep into her, raw and rough, like he was branding her as his.
The witch, reduced to nothing more than a helpless, quivering onahole for the boy’s endless lust, could only surrender completely.
Her pussy wasn’t just cumming—it had become a sloppy, cock-starved hole that only existed to be filled by him.
“Nnghh♥ Nooo♥ I’m cumming againnnn♥”
Face buried into the pillow, Selma came hard for what felt like the hundredth time. Her juices sprayed out in messy spurts, soaking the sheets beneath her.
Her whole body was wrecked—drenched in sweat, her thighs slick, her soft skin shining under the faint light—and thick, creamy cum poured out of her endlessly.
For Shota, the filthy, degrading sight only made his desire worse.
“Ugh… Onee-san…”
The same Onee-san who had teased him, played with him… was now ruined by his cock. Her cunt twitched open, glistening, overflowing with fluids as she writhed under him, broken by orgasm.
That sight only stirred his hunger deeper.
“I can’t… I can’t take it…♥ My pussy♥ I’m cumming again♥ I’m gonna break♥”
Her ass lifted in the air, her soaked, ruined pussy clenched hard as the boy’s thick cock hammered inside her, crashing into her cervix again and again.
Selma’s desperate scream filled the room as another orgasm tore through her.
Her once-proud body, now molded perfectly to the boy’s cock, clamped down in a tight, greedy grip, milking him relentlessly.
“Ahh! I’m cumming again!”
—Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
“Nngh♥ Nghhhhhhhhhhh♥”
His cum poured into her, thick, hot, flooding her womb once more without mercy.
Selma’s body spasmed violently, overwhelmed by yet another mind-shattering climax.
“Oooohh… I cum… again…♥”
Her long black hair clung to her sweat-drenched face as her trembling body collapsed onto the ruined sheets with a wet, defeated thud.
Her abused pussy leaked endlessly—thick, cloudy cum and even a thin trickle of urine from the overstimulation.
“Ah… haaah… haaah♥ I… can’t… my body’s breaking…♥”
Her limbs lay limp, her round, swollen belly—filled to the brim with his seed—pressed flat under the weight of her exhaustion as more cum oozed from her twitching hole.
The witch didn’t care anymore. Her body twitched like a broken onahole, her tongue hanging out, panting like a worn-out animal.
Her legs sprawled wide, trembling, soaked, completely ruined, like a woman used and discarded by countless men.
Shota’s eyes burned with desire.
More. I need more of her.
It’s not enough to fuck her. I have to own her.
The big-titted, thick-assed, perfect-bodied witch who appeared before him right as his puberty boiled over.
A beauty any man would fight for, now defiled, creampied, and used for his first time.
Once a boy gets a taste of that forbidden pleasure… there’s no turning back.
Inside Shota’s heart, a selfish, possessive desire took root.
To break her.
To make her his.
And in that moment, the lust-crazed beast inside him woke up completely.
“Onee-san… Onee-san…”
“Hiiiii♥ Oooohhh♥ Nnoooohhhh♥”
Shota pinned her limp body down, grinding into her, his rock-hard cock sinking deep into the abused, sloppy pussy molded perfectly to his size.
“Onee-san! You’re mine now! Your sexy, huge boobs… your fat ass… your pussy… every part of you… belongs to me!”
“Nnhh♥ Ahh♥ Aaaahhhh♥ Haaaahhh♥”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
His hands groped her flattened, overflowing tits, pounding into her so deep it felt like he was battering her womb.
The boy’s heated voice declared it over and over. She wasn’t a proud woman anymore. Just his.
The witch buried her face in the soaked sheets, gasping as his hips hammered into her relentlessly, dragging her half-broken mind back to the unbearable reality.
“It’s your fault, Onee-san… You teased me first… That’s why… ahhh… Onee-san… I want you… I love you…”
The mess of lust, confusion, and innocent obsession tangled inside his head. There was no sorting it apart now.
Because he loved her… he wanted to ruin her.
Because he loved her… he had to own her.
That undeniable, twisted feeling wrapped around Shota’s heart.
“Nngh♥ No… I can’t♥ Please… please stop♥”
“It’s too late to beg now! I’m not stopping until you say it… until you admit you’re mine, Onee-san!”
“Ahiiii♥ No more♥ I can’t♥ Nnoooohooooooo♥”
The witch’s flawless, voluptuous body shook uncontrollably as she was treated like nothing more than a disposable sex toy, her cracked voice breaking into pathetic pleas for mercy.
Selma’s beautiful face twisted in a raw mess of pleasure and fear, streaked with tears and drool, as Shota slammed into her from behind, her hips jolting violently with every relentless thrust.
“No…! I won’t stop… not until you say it… not until you really admit you’re mine, Onee-san!”
The boy’s stubborn, spoiled demand echoed through the room as he rutted her without mercy, grinding his cock deep inside her soaked pussy like a brat throwing a tantrum who refused to lose.
His hips rammed forward again and again, twisting, stretching her slick, clenching hole, pounding her insides into mush without the slightest hesitation.
“Noo♥ That’s… that’s too much♥ Aaahhh♥ I can’t♥ If you keep going♥ I’m gonna break♥”
Selma’s body jerked helplessly with every rough, brutal thrust. Her massive tits squashed and bounced beneath her, wobbling lewdly in rhythm as she gripped the sheets for support.
Shota’s hands explored her soft, heavy breasts, kneading and squeezing them as his thrusts shifted angles, each adjustment attacking a new weak spot inside her.
Sometimes he dragged his cock roughly along her ridged upper walls, forcing jolts of pleasure through her. Other times he teased her shallow entrance with slow, grinding strokes that made her nerves scream. And right when she thought she could breathe, his thick cock slammed mercilessly against her aching cervix.
No matter how many times her trembling body climaxed, Shota never slowed down. His hips pounded relentlessly, reshaping her pussy, forcing her insides to memorize the thick outline of his cock.
Even if he wasn’t fully aware, his body moved with the instinct of a natural predator—the kind of boy born to destroy women like her.
“Until you admit you’re mine, Onee-san! I’m not stopping! I’ll make you completely mine!”
“Hiiiii♥ Nooo♥ Nooo more♥ I’m cumming again♥ I’m cumming againnnn♥”
Crushed by the boy’s selfish words, Selma’s voice cracked into a desperate, defeated moan as another orgasm ripped through her.
But Shota didn’t stop. His thick cock stayed buried deep in her quivering pussy, his hips slamming forward over and over as if the world outside didn’t exist.
While mauling her heavy, bouncing tits and roughly pinching her stiff, sensitive nipples, he leaned down, his teeth brushing along the nape of her neck in a playful, possessive bite, sending fresh sparks through her.
“I cum♥ I cum already♥ So many times♥”
“More! You’ll cum more! You’ll cum until you break! You’ll cum until you admit you’re mine, Onee-san!”
“Ahh♥ Ahh♥ Aaaaahhhh♥ Nnnnooooo♥”
Her entire body convulsed beneath him, locked in an endless cycle of humiliating orgasms. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth hanging open in helpless moans.
Shota’s hips drove forward mercilessly, his heavy balls smacking against her thick ass, the raw sound of skin-on-skin slapping echoed through the room.
“Please♥ Please♥ No more♥ My head… my head’s breaking…♥”
Every brutal slam of his cock into her overstimulated, ruined pussy sent her mind shattering further.
The merciless orgasms dissolved her thoughts, obliterated her pride, leaving behind a simple, brutal truth—her perfect body now belonged to a younger boy’s cock.
The helpless, instinctive joy of a female submitting to her male overwhelmed her completely.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Shota’s thrusts grew more frantic, the filthy, wet sound of their bodies slamming together filling the room.
Selma, already trained by countless orgasms, instinctively recognized the signs. His climax was close. Her body, betraying her completely, ground back against him, guiding his cock deeper, inviting him to finish inside.
“Ahhh♥ Ahh♥ Aaaahhhh♥ Nnnnooooo♥”
The moment she realized what her own body was doing, something inside her snapped.
The last fragile remnants of her pride—the final line—shattered completely.
“Ahhh♥ Ahhhh♥ I… I’ll be yours♥ I’ll be yours♥ I’ll be your woman♥ I’ll be all yours♥ So please… please… let me gooo♥ Hiiiihhhh♥”
As Shota ruthlessly slammed into her from behind, Selma’s breathless, broken voice rang out, her total defeat laid bare.
The flawless, proud beauty every man envied had been destroyed, both body and mind, by the boy she met only hours ago.
“Promise! You have to promise! No lying, okay? Because Onee-san belongs to me now!”
“Promise♥ I won’t lie♥ I swear I won’t♥ Nngh oooohhh♥”
“You better not forget! Your boobs, your butt, your pussy—everything’s mine now!”
“Yes♥ Yes, it’s all yours♥ My boobs, my ass, my pussy♥ Every part of me belongs to Shota-kun♥ I’m just a filthy♥ dumb♥ onahole wife♥ made to make you feel good♥”
The witch screamed her humiliating, desperate surrender, her voice cracking as her pussy clamped down tight, squeezing him like it never wanted to let him go.
“Ugh… oooohhh…”
Selma obediently rolled her hips, grinding back against him, her soaked, slick pussy clinging to his cock like it was made for it, hungry for his seed.
Her body practically begged to be filled again.
Give me your cum♥ Stuff me♥ Knock me up♥ Make me yours completely♥
Her greedy, squeezing insides screamed those filthy pleas without words. Shota’s orgasm built to the limit instantly.
The perfect pussy desperately milking him dry. Her flawless, ruined body broken in the best way, dedicated to his pleasure.
His balls tightened. His molten, overwhelming climax boiled to the edge, ready to explode deep inside the woman he now owned.
Squish!
Spluuuuurt! Splurt! Spluuuuurt!
The moment his tip sealed flush against her cervix, the biggest, thickest load of the night erupted, flooding her insides with heat.
The force of it made her pussy bulge, pumping sticky seed beyond her womb, overflowing her fallopian tubes, stuffing her full to the limit. Even then, there wasn’t enough space. His cum poured out around their joined bodies, spilling onto the bed.
“Higiii♥ Cummiiing♥ Cummiiing so hard♥ Cumming♥ Over and over♥”
Her pussy clenched down with terrifying force the second his seed flooded her, milking him deeper as she convulsed in her most powerful orgasm yet. It felt like her womb had burst into flames from the inside.
Selma’s entire body shook uncontrollably, her mind blank, drowning in unbearable waves of pleasure as she convulsed beneath him.
Even lost in the haze, her heart swelled with pure satisfaction—the happiness of making her beloved boy cum so hard.
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
Each hot pulse of cum into her trembling pussy hammered the truth deeper into her heart.
She was his. His woman. His onahole. His cum-dump.
And she was proud of it.
No, she was grateful for falling this far.
Grateful a perfect, aggressive young male like him had claimed her, used her, bred her, and filled her to the brim.
There wasn’t an ounce of regret in her heart.
That was Selma’s honest, overwhelming feeling.
“Haaah… Haaah… Onee-san… You’re mine… You belong to me…”
Even Shota’s youthful, stubborn body had reached its limit after so many rounds.
With a final possessive groan, he collapsed forward onto her trembling, ruined back, panting against her.
Even that simple, clumsy gesture made Selma’s heart ache with love.
“Yes…♥ I’m yours… forever… my precious master…♥”
With that quiet, broken whisper, soaked in pure happiness, Selma melted beneath the warmth of her beloved boy, her consciousness fading into blissful, exhausted darkness.
