Was Issei in the wrong for getting angry and jumping to conclusions despite worrying about his family?
Or was Kenji the problem for being cold even after receiving an apology?
Kenji no longer felt like getting a drink and returned to his room.
Taking a breath, the sensation of Asia’s chest where his face had been buried came rushing back.
The womanly softness and sweet scent were still etched in his memory.
He tried to forget it, but it wouldn’t leave his mind, and Kenji pulled out the earring he kept stored in his desk drawer.
He hadn’t slept wearing it since that time, nor had he seen such a scandalous dream again.
If wearing this meant he could see a dream like that one again────.
“It’s just a dream anyway, so it should be…
okay, right?”
Hesitantly, he put on the earring and got into bed.
“Whine…”
Today, I am acting spoiled for my beloved Master.
With a dog-ear headband on my head and a dog’s tail inserted into my rear.
Right now, I am a single female dog serving my Master.
“Asia.”
Master calls me and pulls the leash on my collar.
In front of my eyes was an erect penis on his already exposed lower body.
The thick, veiny cock stood proudly, pulsing with need.
“Pant, pant!”
I really want to serve him using my hands too, but since I am a dog, I stretch out my tongue as hard as I can and lick the penis.
As I pressed my lips against the glans as if kissing it and licked it flickingly with my soft, warm tongue, swirling around the sensitive head and lapping at the precum, Master stroked my head.
“Asia, you’re good at blowjobs.”
“Woof!”
Happy to be praised, I lick Master’s penis even more, taking the thick shaft deeper into my mouth, sucking noisily while my massive breasts swayed beneath me.
Her enormous, heavy tits bounced and jiggled with every eager bob of her head, the soft pillowy flesh pressing together as she deepthroated the throbbing cock, her throat bulging slightly as she took him to the base. Read the latest chapters at novelping.com.
“Mng, mng, mng-ah…!”
“Mng…
ah!?”
A large amount of semen from the swollen penis was poured onto the dog food beneath me.
Thick, creamy loads splattered across the food.
I stuff my mouth full of the dog food covered in semen.
When I licked the plate clean, Master stroked me and said, “Good girl.”
From here, I know what Master wants, so I lie on my back, bend my elbows, and open my legs wide while also bending my knees, presenting my dripping wet pussy.
Her puffy, glistening pink folds were soaked and ready, her massive breasts heaving with anticipation.
“Pant, pant…!?”
As I waited for Master in a pose of surrender, he inserted himself as if jumping into my pussy, which was already wet and prepared.
His thick cock stretched my tight, velvety walls wide open, sinking balls-deep into her hot, welcoming cunt in one powerful thrust, forcing her slick inner folds apart and pressing hard against her cervix.
“Hau…!?”
Instead of a dog’s whimper, my natural voice accidentally came out.
Master didn’t seem to care particularly, and while sucking on my breasts—taking one of my large, sensitive nipples into his mouth and sucking hard while groping the soft flesh—he swung his hips and attacked my womb with powerful thrusts.
His thick shaft plunged repeatedly into her sopping pussy, stretching her inner walls and battering her cervix with every slam, the lewd wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoing as her juices coated his pistoning cock.
“Asia!
Asia!!”
“Pant…
ahn!
Ahh…!?”
Normally, I can make proper dog sounds, but for some reason today, I don’t have that kind of leeway.
And even though I should be doing this all the time, it feels like a new sensation.
While feeling that sense of wrongness, the Master who swung his hips seeking me was so dear to me that I naturally tightened my pussy while stroking his head.
My inner walls clenched and milked his cock rhythmically, squeezing and rippling along every vein.
“Ken…ji…-kun…!”
He, who had been sucking on my breast, looked at my face.
“Asia-san…
I’m sorry…!”
While shedding tears, he swung his hips and continued to apologize, pounding deep into her sopping cunt with long, deep strokes, grinding against her most sensitive spots with each thrust.
I don’t know why he’s doing that, but I pulled Kenji-kun’s head close to me.
“It’s okay…
it’s okay.
So please, don’t cry.”
As I stroked his head like that, he slowly closed his eyelids, and with heavy breathing, he began to move his hips more slowly than before, as if being considerate of me, grinding his cock against her most sensitive spots.
“U-ahh…!?”
Finally, while his body convulsed, he poured his semen into my vagina.
Hot, thick jets of cum flooded her womb, filling her completely and overflowing from her stretched pussy in creamy streams.
A dream from a certain day.
I was in a place with a floating sensation like outer space.
In front of my eyes was a field of red.
As the things that looked like scales moved, an eye larger than my entire body looked at me.
『Connecting separate dreams…
interesting…』
“Who’s there!?”
A voice echoing inside my head.
As I cringed, the voice continued of its own accord.
『Connecting more and more dreams…
I want to see…』
As I was confused by the vague content of that voice, a red liquid poured down like a waterfall from above Kenji’s head.
『For that purpose, I will grant you a little bit of power.』
After announcing just that, my consciousness snapped shut.