His cock eating into the entrance of my womb seemed to be training the flesh of my vagina into its own shape.
All of it, from the sturdy shaft to the head like an extended umbrella and the small aperture at the tip, went inside me along with the pleasure.
I felt another orgasm at the pleasure, almost as if I were memorizing the shape of the man I loved.
"So this... this is El... big and strong and... sooo lubvlyyy... I'm... going to end up becoming its prisoner! "
"Oo... Aah...!"
A cornered moan leaked from El's mouth in response to my sweet cry.
Even the stimulation of my shaking every which way must have felt good to him.
It would be no exaggeration to say that my monster's cunt had been made to squeeze out men's semen, so that was the most natural thing in the world.
But that knowledge did nothing to efface my feelings of fulfillment and euphoria.
El was feeling good because of me.
That alone was enough to make my heart overflow with joy, and I experienced firsthand the magnificence of being a monster.
—You too, El... You're tasting it too... You're sharing the same feelings as mee...
A wave of warmth were spreading out from my breast.
Different from the climactic pleasure racing throughout my body, it was filling me with a warm sense of security like being inside a womb.
Wherever the wave of pleasure passed through, seeming to heal my sensitive body, I suddenly lost my strength and became defenseless.
Next an orgasm, bursting from my womb, raced through those same places.
The waves of pleasure unceasingly assailed my body as I kept up my pace, melting my mind to mush again.
—Ahaa! Happyyy! Thish ish happinesh...
The alternating pleasures made me experience a sudden rise followed by a sharp nosedive over and over again, but would permit me to become accustomed to neither.
After being healed by the gentle pleasure that spread from my heart, I was hurled about by the fierce pleasure that emanated from my womb: a masochistic loop.
My body, unable even to attempt escape from that sweet yet cruel wheel, was steadily becoming even more licentious.
—My cunt's squeezing dooowwnnn! It's getting squishy and sloppyyy...
True to those words, which lacked even a shred of reason, the flesh of my vagina was in the process of tightening.
And yet it stopped suddenly, as if at a line that had been fixed in advance.
El's dick was that line, and it and the flesh of my vagina were glued together as if they had become one.
My vagina, hugging his cock tight with each repeated climax, seemed almost to be proclaiming that they would never part.
—Happy... y... But... this isn't the end... you know...
I felt my mind turning to mush and my body filling with pleasure.
My ecstasy and sense of fulfillment at becoming one with El in mind and body bloomed chaotically, filling my breast.
But this certainly wasn't the end; nothing like it.
This was merely the entryway; more wonderful sensations were waiting ahead.
The lascivious instincts of a monster taught me so.
—Now... To become even happier... To make El happy...
I tore off the clothing that concealed my teats.
My large breasts, violently liberated from clothing, swayed hugely before him as if on display.
El's gaze was drawn to the sight of me shaking my breasts, so large they would have been unthinkable when I had been a "Hero," as if to show off their toned elasticity.
Perhaps it was because they were no longer covered by my latex-like clothing, the sensation of his gaze piercing my pink, erect nipples was even stronger than before, and drove me towards climax.
—Aah... He's looking at me... El's looking at my sexy tits...
In the midst of my joy stained orgasm, on the verge of overflowing, by breasts were shaking as if to draw El's gaze.
Of course, his gaze was nailed to my bust, and he was staring at me half-dazed.
In an effort to bathe more in his sweet gaze, I quietly brought both arms around behind my back and linked them.
The sound of El swallowing hard at the sight of me sticking out my breasts to emphasize them like a prostitute, reached me.
—But... he just looks and won't reach out a hand to me... That won't do.
He refused to reach out, as if he was being overwhelmed by the sight of my swaying breasts.
I'd gone to the trouble of preparing a feast for him, and he was teasing me; it was too much.
Having grown impatient with El, who still refused to approach me, even though my breasts were aching with the desire to be touched this instant, I turned to him and gave voice to my discontent.
"This... all of this... is yours... It belongs to you, El... My mouth, and my tits... and that place, too... even my ass... you can do as you like with all of it... because I belong to you alone, El... "
"Mary...!"
"Hyuuu! "
As if those words had cut through a dam, El's hands stretched out towards me.
The moment he grasped the flesh of both my teats tightly, a sweet numbness ran through my heart and womb.
My licentious body, which easily felt orgasm at the mere sound of my name being called in a voice overcome with emotion, began to slowly raise and lower its hips repeatedly.
"More... Call me more! I want you to call my name... your lover's name, El... "
"Mary...! Mary...!!"
El's reply thrust me up towards orgasm who knows how many times.
I could not interrupt the orgasms that burst from my womb as if to oppose the waves of pleasure spreading out from my breast.
Every time his cock parted from the entrance of my womb and rubbed the flesh of my vagina, clinging to it so closely that the boundary between them blurred, my whole body leapt with a start of pleasure.