Inner Moka x Human CHAD

Outer Moka was romantically interested in a skinny and pretty faced boy called Tsukune. Inner Moka could appriciate Tsukune, but she did not see him in a romantic way. He was pretty, kind, willing to risk his life to save her and honestly rather calm in dangerous situations. However, he lacked the x factor that Inner Moka sought in a man. He had a small cock and was as hairless as a child. Inner Moka did everything in her power to not engage with Tsukune in any sexual way no matter how much Outer Moka tried to force such events... Well, Inner Moka would be lying if she were say that she outright disliked Tsukune. His blood was delicious and he never really skimmed on letting her drink as much as she wanted with just a little pressuring. But, she just had to experience other men. She just had to put herself out there to properly express her inner female side.

Inner Moka ran away one night after Outer Moka removed her Rosaria Cross in an attempt to train her control. Inner Moka found the attempt laughable, Outer Moka still had some weird perspective about this entire thing and beleived that there would be a future where she could be in charge freely without the use of the Rosaria Cross. Well, Inner Moka could not mock her too much since her stupidityworked to a fun activity chance opening up. She knew exactly where to go in order to get some human cock. A pretty woman with an ageless beauty like Inner Moka would get countless men hitting on her if she went there.

Around midnight, Inner Moka finally arrived at a bar in front of a construction site. Inner Moka knew that this bar would be full of hardworking men with incredibly sturdy bodies. Honestly, this kind of place was not the type of location that she would come to if she were looking for blood, but it was the perfect spot for finding men who were sexually pent up. After all, working among other men for 12 hours a day with sometimes even sleeping in the same temporary homes with them and even eating with them made any straight men among them remain unsatisfied. Now, what would happen if a super sexy girl with long white hair, wearing nothing but a short school skirt and deep cleavage white shirt.

The bar was rundown and it was being used as a diner at the same time. It was certainly the kind of place that would be full of men that were not happy with their lives. When she walked in, her theory was proven right. All the men inside turned their heads to look at her. She was being treated as eye candy just from the moment she walked in. Inner Moka could feel a little bit of guilt inside her towards Tsukune. She felt like she was betraying the trust he had in her that they had built across their many life or death escapades. However, those worries about betraying Tsukune disappeared as soon as she saw a tall man start walking towards her from across the bar with a sandwhich in his hand.

The man was not only tall, but brutish in appearence. He stood 7 Feet tall with shoulders wider than the frame of the bar's door. He was burly with a toned body. Inner Moka would have called him handsome if it were not for his unkempt hair and beard. The man had hair that looked fluffy and soft but the sheer volume of his hair made it so that it looked curly by the sheer virtue of the amount of unwashed hair he had. His beard was the same, it looked like the man had not shaved in 10 years since his facial hair was all the way down to his chest. His chest was also visibly hairy since the man was wearing a sweaty tank top and torn apart shorts. His hands were also burly and each of his fingers looked thicker than Inner Moka's wrist. She could also see that he was super hung due to the super longe cock clearly visible over his shorts. He also had a deep voice once he spoke as he was standing in front of Inner Moka.

''You look a fine bitch. I will be fucking the hell out of you. Follow me to the motel next door.'' She would never listen to such a thing after being insulted like this. But the amount of instinctual

intimidation she felt from looking at the height and build of the man in front of her combined with the pungent and sharp male musk he eminated just from standing there was enough to guide her female urges. She followed him as she were a puppet with her strings in his hands. All the men inside the bar were angry that Bongani was still the first bitch that they had seen this week. Yet, none of them did anything to oppose him, there was a reason that Bongani could get whatever he wanted due to his naturally given size and strature. Well, he was also a rather nice guy to all of them and helped a lot with the work when women were not involved. The guy could carry more than a forklift just on a single shoulder. The bar returned to its jolly and eating atmoshpere a minute after Bongani and Inner Moka left, it was as if she had never come there.

Inner Moka was confused as to why she was obeying a man after having just met him, since she had always kept her nose up when talking to Tsukune. She was foreign to the idea of allowing a male to make the decisions, after all Tsukune was just such a wimp. This man in front of her did not seem to have an ounce of kindness towards her. He was not acting reserved at all. She could tell that he was taking her to the motel with the sole intention of fucking the hell out of her, yet she knew that there was nothing she could do but obey. She was getting aroused just from being in this state.

The motel room that Inner Moka found herself in looked rather cheap. She was used to mansions, not a shabby place like this. The idea of getting fucked in a filthy and cheap place like this was already starting to get under her skin. Yet, the man did not seem disturbed at all. He was clearly filthier than this room anyways. He spoke while comfortably sitting on the bed, the bed could not help but bend in the middle when he sat due to his size and weight.

''My name is Bongani. I came here from Africa for work. Tell me your name before I fuck you retarded, whore.''

Inner Moka could not believe just how easily this man insulted her. She was also in disbelief with just how rancid this man's stench was. Her senses that were sharper than that of a human's only made it so that she was getting a stronger impression of his disgusting filthy scent. Yet, she could not help but pay attention to him and treat him with respect. There was just something about the idea of a man who did not care at all about how women saw him and expressed himself confidently like this. Inner Moka spoke after taking a moment to calm herself down.

''I am Moka. Let's just get to it.''

Bongani smiled, then removed his shorts and tanktop. His gigantic cock was long enough that it touched the ground from where he was sitting, well at least his super long and wrinkled foreskin did. Inner Moka did not even know that foreskins could be that long and disgusting looking. She also did not know that human dicks could be that gigantic. His dick was longer than her arm and thicker than her leg. She could not imagine something so big going into her. However, seeing the rancid and sour smelling precum leaking from the tip of that foreskin with small chunks of dick cheese mixed in as if boulders falling down a waterfall was enough to make her stomach turn. The sight of his greasy and unwashed pubes that were long enough to look like an actual bush was also a source of disgust for her. The entire room was smelling in this guy's horrid and rancid stench already and it had been mere seconds since he stripped. Moka was about to voice her disgust right before the guy spoke while pointing down to his huge unwashed cock.

''Hey, you stupid fucking slut, strip down and start licking. Are you just going to stand there?''

He expected her to actually clean his disgusting cock with her mouth? Was she supposed to drink that rotten precum oozing out from his foreskin? More importantly, why was she already stripping down? Why was her pussy drenched in lewd juices? Why was her womb as hot as that of a bitch in

heat's? Before she even noticed it, she was kneeling on the floor in front of that unwashed cock and using both of her hands to guide his foreskin to her plump and youthful lips. Her fat and soft ass was sitting on a cheap motel's dirty floor and her plump tits were being smeared in this filthy man's disgusting precum that smelled worse than sewer water. She felt disgusted when she noticed that kissing this man's foreskin would probably be her first tongue kiss. She would ruin her self respect and confidence for good if she really subjected herself to this. She was frozen in hesitation as that horrid stench right in front of her face made her eyes tear up. That was when Bongani spoke again.

''Start licking it, you stupid whore.''

That was the only trigger it took she started licking his wrinkled foreskin instantly once he ordered it. The taste was worse than the stench somehow, the precum tasted like it was something that was not supposed to go into her body. The urge to dry heave was immense once her tongue entered his foreskin and her lips were kissing the entrance of his foreskin. Yet, being humiliated and sullied like this somehow turned her on. Her pussy was getting wetter and her nipples were erect. She started to kiss the foreskin more lovingly once she realized how horny she was after lowering herself to do something that not even a harlot would do. Yet, she could not help but feel disgusted once more when filthy chunks of dick cheese entered her mouth. They were not liquid at all. This man had clearly not washed his cock to the point that his smegma had fermented and turned into dick cheese. The taste was incredibly bad and the texture was mushy in the worst way possible. Yet, she wanted to eat it. She wanted humiliate her noble body by forcing it to digest the filth of a super hung and confident man like this. She wanted to be put into her place after being treated so nicely by Tsukune. She was a bitch from birth, she wanted to learn it. Yet, a sense of guilt inside her kept pulling at her heart string. How would Tsukene feel if he saw her cleaning the foreskin of a super hung man like this? How would Tsukune ever combat the insecurity of having a penis the size of her pinky when she was here sucking a cock that looked a weapon of destruction? She did not know if she should be doing this, morally. Yet she knew that her biology demanded that she humiliate herself even more, it simply felt good.

Bongani spoke casually while looking down at her face without a shred of respect.

''My name means 'The Grateful One'. I carry that name with pride. I am always grateful for being born a man. Can you imagine how humiliating it would be to born in a body that got horny from cleaning rotten dick cheese and precum? Just how insulting would it be to be treated as less than a tissue.''

She knew that he was just insulting her knowing that she would not stop. She was just being trated horribly. She had never been in a situation like this before, yet it felt so right. His gaze full of spite and arrogance just felt like the kind of face that a man should have. A man should be cruel towards her, not even bother to wash himself, not care when confronting her about anything and spit on her face just for the sake of humiliating her. She had always had her doubts about wanting a man who would not even treat her as a person, but now they were all being confirmed. She was a hopeless masochist. Now, she would be pushed way beyond her comfort zone and probably never return to her usual life.

He slammed his cock down her throat without giving her any warning. His burly hands held her head while he thrust his gigantic cock down her tright and wet throat with any hint of respect for her. He slammed his dick down to the base, which made it so that her face was now buried in his pubes. She felt as though she was being stretched in places that she was never meant to be with how long and girthy this man's cock was. Not to even mention that his dick was leaking its filthy precum directly into her stomach. She extended her hands with the initial intention to push herself off of him, but she ended up hugging his hips instead. She was on the verge of fainting from deepthroating

a cock the size of her leg, but it felt so right to be in this situation. She started crying from the sheer anatomical shock of having such a large thing down her throat, but those tears kept flowing even after the shock wore off, since his greasy pubes smelled horrible and were dirty enough to crunch whenever her face moved. He was not just dirty, he was a crusty level of dirty.

Bongani started moving her head without moving his hips. He was not even bothering to act like he was fucking a woman. To him, this woman in front of her was not worth any more than an onahole. He started moving her head to please his cock, using her throat as a fucktoy to polish his filthy cock. He also kept insulting her the entire time and spat on her face while speaking.

''I feel like spitting when I am using fucktoys. My mouth just waters when I am looking at a woman get filthier by the second.''

He was not bluffing. He used her head as an onahole and fucked her throat while spitting on her pretty face. Her face also had strands of hair from his pubic hair on it as well. She felt like she would never be clean after something like this since even his spit stank as if his mouth had not been washed since he was born. His cock was also growing more savage inside her throat by the second. He was slamming his dick in so deep and with such force, that the tip of his dick made its outline visible from underneath the skin of her upper abdomen. His cock was certainly going directly into her stomach at this point. She felt like her entire body was being violated just for the sake of pleasing his cock. Was this truly what it meant to be a woman? If this was not natural, if this was not her purpose, then why did it feel so good? Why was she feeling as though she was being praised whenever he insulted her? Why did being spat on by this brute make her insides tingle? Why did his precum taste worse than shit but made her feel better than drinking the best blood out there? Why was she fulfilled if she was supposed to feel angry? The answer was clear. She was a hopeless masochistic whore who had always wanted to be treated like this.

Her throat kept getting fucked while kept being sullied and spat on by him. Her breathing was sparatic, since she could only breathe through her nose when he was pulling his dick out of her mouth whenever he prepared to slam his dick back down into her. So, she could breathe in nothing but the most sour and disgusting male musk in this world. Yet, she cherished every breath. Not because she was finally able to breathe after her throat violated by a titanic cock for minutes on end, but because the feeling of her lungs burning with this putrid scent felt as though she was being put into her place as a woman. She was also orgasming the whole time as well. Getting her throat fucked by this brute felt better than any touch on her body by any other man. She had forgotten that this was only meant for the man to warm himself up, she was not ready for it to ever end. Thus, her surprise when he slammed his dick into her throat all the way down to the base, made her face get lost against a bush of his filthy and greasy pubes, then started cumming a thick and disgustingly sour load of rotten semen directly into her stomach, was certainly intense. She felt as though she was being blown like a balloon, only to realize that she was actually being pumped full of rotten cum to the point that her stomach was swelling up like a condom. She truly felt like a used condom when he took his dick out and rubbed his filthy and yellow cum oozing semen onto her face. Her face was now covered in spit, pubes and rotten spunk. Her stomach was filled to the point that she looked pregnant from outside. She spoke and said the only thing on her mind when her limp body was being held up by the man's strong hand wrapped around her neck.

''Haaa... Aaaaahh... T-Thank you for using me... Ooooh... P-Please ruin my pussy as well and make my womb all dirty with your rotten spunk...''

She was limp when it came to anything below her neck, but her tongue was making itself busy by licking off all the filth on her face and swallowing it all. She was even happy to find a chunk of dick cheese on her face and chewed up while smiling as if it was delicious. The man could not help but

laugh at her pitiful state.

''Hahahaha! You are a natural at this! I have decided, I will make you my cumdump from now on. You are rich, right? Buy a house around here or something and I will fuck you every single day. I will make sure that you get to clean my cock everyday with your pussy and mouth whiel you raise my babies.''

Inner Mako was not thinking straight anymore. The idea that her pussy would get to be ruined by this cock every single day while she would be subject to this man's filth on the daily felt incredibly scary yet nice. She was scared of the kind of slut she would become. There would be no way for her to return if she said yes to this. With all of this in mind, she spoke while carefully considering all options.

''YES! PLEASE! I WANT TO BE PREGNANT WITH YOUR BABIES WHILE YOU TREAT ME LIKE A PIECE OF TISSUE!''

Her fate was sealed, the bitch inside her was now fully released onto the world. She would become his huge, filthy and super hung man's property. She knew that this was beyond cheating. She was basically abandoning her life from before entirely, just for the sake of being used by this one man and his uncircumsized, filthy and incredibly large cock. In all honesty, she was confident that this was a good trade. In her mind, her life itself was worth less than a single hair of this man's pubes. She was being blessed just to be given the right to spend her life wiping off his filth using her body. She had to buy a house, do his chores and become the mother of his children as the price for being his cumrag? She felt as though she was scamming her with how much she stood to gain from such a trade.

Bongani stood up while lifting her by the neck. He wrapped his other hand around her slim waist and lined up his foreskin covered monster cock against her tight and wet pussy. He knew that she was horny and wet enough to not need any warmup. She was basically begging to be fucked already. Surely, she would be stretched to her limits due to his size but it was not like he cared. Her pussy would be a filthy, loose and gaping wide hole from the moment he fucked her, well at least loose for all other men but him. He kept all of this in mind and pictured just how slutty of a woman she would be once she learned the pleasures of being fucked by his cock. He then slammed his dick into her pussy with a single thrust. Her following instant orgasm and screams were intense.

''O-OOOOOOH! C-CUUUUUUUMMING! Y-YOU RAMMED YOUR DICK ALL IN! OOOOOH! T-TOO BIG! Y-YOU ARE WAY TOO BIG! OOOOOOOOOOH! M-MY PUSSY IS RUINED! O-OOOOH!''

He was not even all the way in yet. His dick's thrust had come to an end when the tip of his cock slammed against her cervix. Her body was still holding a last line of defense against his stallion-like cock. Her body did not want her womb to be ruined and sullied by his huge and filthy cock. Of course, he had no intention to hold back just because his onahole had a little resistance. He easily moved her small body and started using her entire body as an onahole. He was slamming his gigantic cock against her cervix as if it were ram striking at the gates of a castle. The impact of each thrust was so hard that the knocking sounds could be heard from outside. Of course, his foreskin was also filthy enough that he was spraying rotten precum and stinky dick cheese all over her pussy. Her body still could not stop orgasming, tightening around his gigantic cock and making the sex even more pleasurable for him.

''C-CUUUUUUUUMMING! O-OOOOOOOOOH1 I-I AM CUUUUUUUUUMMING! OOOOH! Y-YOU ARE CRUSHING MY WOMB! G-GETTING MY WOMB HAMMERED FEELS SO

GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!''

He felt like she was able to fully appriciate him. Any other bitch would be begging for her life if he fucked them this hard. He did not have to be a genius to understand that this Mako lady was more durable than the average girl out there. He could even assume that there was something she was hiding from him, he simply did not care. He wanted to fuck her, so he would fuck her. That was the only important thing to him. He started moving faster and faster inside her while maintaining his crazy powerful thrusts. Suddenly, as if the gates had finally broken down, that huge cock breached into her womb. The cervix did not loosen up though, it remained tight. That resulted in that long foreskin being unfurled, in all its disgusting glory. The amount of dick cheese, rotten cum, stay pubes and general filth underneath the foreskin was now being smeared all over her womb. Her most precious place was now filthier than a trash bin. Despite all of this, she could not help but moan in twisted masochistic pleasure.

''O-OOOOH! Y-YOU ARE THERE! Y-YOU ARE INSIDE MY WOMB! OOOOH! Y-YOUR COCK IS BARE NOW! I-I CAN FEEL THE TIP OF YOUR COCK FUCKING MY MOST PRECIOUS PLACE! I-I CAN FEEL THAT I AM GETTING FILTHY DEEP INSIDE!''

She was being fucked in a place she never meant to be fucked in. Yet, the man was only seeking to enjoy himself. Watching his expression turn into a grin despite him seeking the bum on her abdomen from directly fucking her womb with such a huge cock made her realize that he did not even care about her screams. He simply wanted to please himself, and she was less than trash in his eyes. Needless to say, she was in love. How could a woman not love a man who treated her as nothing more than disposable trash? She was lovestruck to feel that he was pulling his dick out of her womb to furl his foreskin and then thrusting it into her womb to unfurl it once more. She was overwhelmed and constantly orgasming with each thrust, yet he was just being playful about it and enjoying himself calmly. His thrusts were also getting faster. He spoke after spitting on her face once more.

''You did a good job, bitch. You have such a tight womb. I can feel all the filth from my cock scraping onto your womb each time my foreskin unfurls. I will reward you for this. I am going to pump you full of thick, hot, rotten cum. You are going to get pregnant with my babies. You better be thankful, what was your name again? Well, who cares. You are just a fucking fucktoy to me anyways. Your name is not worth remembering.''

She was done. She was not even a proper object worth remembering the name of to him. She did not matter in the least. She could feel her own self worth washing off with each drop of spit on her and each scrap of filth inside her. She could not even see herself as something worth respecting when the man she was in love with was treating her like this. Yet, she doubted that she even had to respect herself. She just had to keep being fucked. She had to keep being this filthy man's tissue. She had to bear his children. All of these, just because she was a woman. She was his property from the moment she was born, she was only learning about it this late into her life. She felt incredibly happy that her womb was being pounded by a gigantic cock like this without any mercy being shown to her. He did not care if she cried. He did not care if she was forced to endure humiliation. There was his cock, and she was there to serve it. He opened his mouth after lining up his face above hers.

''Enjoy it, bitch. This is as close to a loving kiss you are ever going to get from now on.''

She could see a stream of phlegm and spit start to drip from his tongue. He was expecting her to drink that disgusting stuff coming out of his filthy mouth while he kept fucking her womb without mercy. She obediently opened her mouth as she smiled. She truly felt like this was love. This was

more precious to her than any kiss she had ever had with Tsukune. This was worth more to her than any date or fight. She was getting a chance to directly drink her lover's spit. She gulped down every drop that reacher her lips and exposed tongue. She could taste how horrid and sour the saliva and phlegm coming out of his mouth was. It was enough for her to start crying once more, yet her smile did not fade.

She remained fixed in that humiliating position for a long time as he kept fucking her. She had fainted and returned to her senses countless times, without ever closing her mouth. Finally, after a number of minutes that she was not able to count, she could feel his penis swell up inside her pussy. He unloaded a thick, heavy, rotten and foul load of yellow semen directly into her womb. She knew that a drop of this semen was packed with enough sperm to impregnate her, but the amount that he pumped into her was enough to make her belly swell up. She was being filled up with enough cum to make her womb, which she viewed as her most precious place mere hours ago, feel like a cheap condom that was about to burst. She felt his merciless gaze look down on her as he kept cumming into her.

''You can speak now, bitch.''

She was already orgasming non-stop ever since he started fucking her womb, but she was remaining quiet ever since she started drinking his spit. Now, with the permission from her lover given, she screamed her heart out.

''I-I AM CUUUUUUUUMMING! OOOOH! AAAAH! I-I HAVE BEEN CUMMING NON-STOP FOR SO LONG! OOOOOOH! BEING TREATED AS TRASH BY YOU FEELS SO GOOD! YOU ARE THE BEST! OOOH! CUM INTO ME! SPIT ON ME! WIPE YOUR FORESKIN ON ME!

USE ME! I BEG OF YOU! OOOOH! USE ME AS YOUR FUCKTOY!''

She fainted once again after that. When she woke up, thick jelly-like yellow and rotten semen was oozing out of her pussy. She felt incredibly aroused despite having just had sex. Her eyes looked around to find her one and only love in this world, luckily for her, he was standing just beside where she was laying. His dick was now flaccid, yet it was still extremely large. He spoke while finishing his sandwhich that he had brought with him from the bar.

''You are fucking filthy, disgusting bitch. You need a wash.''

Then, he casually started pissing on her. The amount of piss itself was shocking enough, but the amount of filth coming from his foreskin along with the piss was even more shocking. Chunks of dick cheese, pieces of rotten cum and pubic hairs all covered her body as he kept pissing on her. She was cumming again, but did not have the energy to scream. He spoke after he dressed up and started to walk out.

''Clean this room, pay my tab and buy that house before my next shift ends.'' She replied in the only way she thought was right.

''Yes, darling... Haaahh... T-thank you for today... Ooooh...''

She knew that today was just a couple of cumshots for him. Just how hard would he be on her once they actually moved together. How would he break Outer Mako once they spent more time together? Inner Mako could not wait... She knew that she would be a really good fucktoy for him. She had already forgotten all about Tsukune.