Chapter 180 - 179: Properly Attached

Chapter 180: Chapter 179: Properly Attached

"R- Right now? I... I can’t even move my body at the moment..." Natalie gasped, her head resting weakly against the wooden deck. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and she was having an extremely hard time regaining any semblance of control over her lower half after such an intense release.

"Obviously, my dear. A man’s cock isn’t going to be satisfied with just a single round," Owen chuckled softly, his voice full of mock affection as he bent his knees and smoothly slid his arms beneath her legs to maneuver her.

"B-But... it usually takes a long time for your thing to get hard again..." she reasoned, her voice breathless as she finally managed to pull the swollen rubber out of her warm, slick pussy with trembling fingers.

"Well, I’m feeling extra energetic today, my dear. Now then, are you ready for round two?" Owen asked, taking the bloated condom full of his seed from her hand and tying a tight knot at the opening to keep it secure.

Looking around the porch, Owen spotted a soft strip of fabric string resting in a small bin in the corner. A wicked idea instantly sparked in his mind. ’Hmm, let’s try something fun with this.’

He picked up the string, knelt beside her shuddering form, and began wrapping it around her thigh.

"W-What are you doing, my dear...?" Natalie asked, feeling the soft cord being knotted snugly against her bare skin.

"This is our little souvenir, don’t worry about it," Owen lied smoothly, securing the bloated latex filled with his cum directly against her upper thigh. "We’re going to use up every single condom you provided today."

Owen stepped back to admire his handiwork. ’Wow, this looks incredible. If I get her to make a peace sign with her fingers while my dick is resting near her blindfolded face, this would look like a scene straight out of a classic doujinshi final page. Pure art.’

"Now that our trophy is properly attached, let me fuck you properly from behind, my dear," Owen said, taking hold of her waist and turning her body around until she was resting on her hands and knees.

"Ahh... what is this position...?" Natalie stammered, feeling completely exposed.

"I’m going to fuck you from behind, my dear. I want a proper view of this marvelous backside," Owen murmured. He aligned himself behind her, gently rubbing the hard head of his dick up and down her wet trench.

’Doggy style right out here on the open porch... man, this is the good stuff,’ Owen thought, reveling in the taboo thrill. He spat onto his fingers to lubricate them and immediately began rubbing small, rhythmic circles directly over her swollen clit.

"Nghn... what is this position...? I feel as if I’m acting like a dog..." she whimpered, pressing her burning face against the cool wooden wall of the house to hide her shame.

"This is called doggy style, my dear. It simply means we’re making love like wild animals," Owen chuckled, watching in satisfaction as her pussy continued to pool with clear juices every single time his fingers touched her sensitive nub.

"Ahn... what an obscene word to use..."

"This is clearly your very first time doing doggy style, isn’t it, my dear? Don’t worry, I’m going to teach you so many new things from now on," Owen promised. Holding her hips firmly, he split her heavy ass cheeks apart and thrust his hard shaft back inside her in one smooth, deep stroke.

"Nghn... ahnn! Please don’t split my ass like that... you can see my asshole!" Natalie squirmed in utter embarrassment, her face flushed red at the thought of her raw, bare behind being fully visible in the daylight. The dark blindfold covering her eyes only heightened her sensory awareness, sending her mind into overdrive.

She couldn’t see her own body, nor could she see the face of the man currently pounding her from behind, or the staggering size of the cock stretching her open.

’This... this is my husband... my lovely, hardworking husband,’ she desperately repeated in her mind, trying to rationalize the intense pleasure washing over her. ’Ahh... ahn... Yes, this is all for the sake of our marriage. I’m not doing this because I enjoy being fucked by another man... I’m doing this because we need this divine healing to strengthen our relationship.’

She tried to convince herself of the lie, but her betraying body told a completely different story.

"Your asshole is actually very pretty, my dear," Owen remarked casually, casually inspecting her intimate rearview. "It’s pink, clean, and completely flawless. You clearly take amazing care of your body."

Owen didn’t quite know how to make sense of it, but in all fairness, every single one of the village MILFs he had encountered was exceptionally clean and hygienic. ’This village is bizarre beyond belief, but I’m certainly not complaining. In fact, I’m incredibly thankful,’ Owen smirked, thoroughly enjoying the hypocrisy of these devout, lustful wives.

"Ngh... don’t say such embarrassing things... and please don’t poke around there!" Natalie gasped in shock as she felt Owen press the wet tip of his finger directly against her tight, puckered entrance.

"This is a lovely little spot, my dear," Owen teased smoothly. "Are you really so ignorant as to not know that your rear hole is a wonderful place for a good pounding?"

"Nghnn... no one uses that hole! That’s... that’s where waste comes out! It’s a dirty place... please don’t tease me like that..." she pleaded, squirming under his grip. Getting her skin marked with bite marks was one thing, but this was far beyond anything she had ever experienced.

"Hoho, a complete virgin asshole? Another one to add to the list," Owen grinned. He spat directly onto her rear opening, using the moisture to slowly push the tip of his finger inside her tight muscle.

"Ah... ahnn! This is so embarrassing... why are you playing with my rear hole like that...?" she whimpered softly, completely overwhelmed by the strange, stretching sensation taking over her lower body.

"Most of your fellow devotees have already experienced a proper anal fucking, my dear," Owen lied easily, escalating the mental pressure. "There’s no need to be shy about it. Just relax and enjoy the feeling."

"Nghn... b-but..."

"Why? Are you perhaps worried that your rear hole isn’t clean enough for me?" Owen teased, raising an eyebrow behind her back.

"N-No! I’m completely clean! Don’t say such mean things, my dear! I wash my rear thoroughly multiple times a day!" she protested instantly, her pride as a hygienic housewife kicking in.

"Then you have nothing to worry about. This is the perfect opportunity for you to explore new horizons of pleasure."

"Ah... ahn..."

"Now that you agree, how about we try taking my cock in your rear hole first?" Owen suggested smoothly, pulling his thick shaft all the way out of her soaking pussy.

"Nghn... n-no! Please continue in the front! I want you to finish inside my pussy!" Natalie gasped in panic, horrified by the sheer physical concept of anal sex. The thought of that gigantic cock trying to force its way into her tiny rear hole terrified her. ’Ngh... there’s no way I’d even be able to walk tomorrow if that giant thing went inside my rear...’

"Well, I certainly won’t reject such a passionate invitation," Owen chuckled. "Let me fill your pussy with another load then!"

Aligning his tip with her wet, gaping front entrance, Owen drove his hips forward, burying his entire length deep against her cervix once again.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

With a few powerful, rhythmic thrusts, Owen hit his second climax in rapid succession, pumping another thick load of cum straight into the latex barrier. The rubber ballooned inside her, preventing his seed from directly reaching her womb, but the intense warmth radiated through her walls nonetheless.

’Damn,’ Owen thought to himself, catching his breath as he felt the intense pulses of his own ejaculation. ’I have cum twice in just a matter of minutes. This MILF’s tight pussy is completely draining my cock dry.’