Mr.Popular(+18)

I turned toward Pilush. She is gorgeous. Her curly hair, full breasts, and curvy body are so sensual. She put my limp manhood on her palm and admired it.

"It's large. So this is going to go into me. It isn't even hard yet, and I'm scared of it."

I don't care if I'm being unfair to the women who are waiting for me at the refugee camp. I'll be true to my desires and inseminate Pilush right here and now. The same thing that invigorates me takes over. I've become a beast of desire.

She caresses my head as I suckle on her breasts. She's such a great woman. She doesn't want the beast inside of me to suffer, so she feeds it her own flesh. A faint moan escaped her thick lips when I playfully bit her nipple.

"Pilush."

She responded to me with her breathy voice.

"Yes."

I rolled my tongue around her big nipples. Her breathing quickens as she internalizes her sensations. The man of her dreams adores her. What can be better than this?

I caressed her womanhood with my fingers to make sure she was wet enough. In the meantime, I pushed her head down so she could fluff me with her mouth. She moans through her nose. She is enjoying putting me in her mouth. It's as if my penis is the most delicious thing in the world. Her plump buttocks stick out because she has to bend over to please me with her mouth. Perfect for squeezing.

"Oh, Pilush, you are so beautiful."

Since I'm fully erect now, I lifted her head to steal her lips. Her eyes are full of adoration. I don't want to fuck right on top of my bath mud. We waled a bit further and had her lean on a tree. I pushed myself into her slwoly. She is so sensitive down there. She shivers as I push myself in.

"That bastard had a small pecker, huh? You are so tight. He didn't open you up at all."

She turned her head around and smiled at me. Whenever I talk sh*t about her kidnapper, she becomes truly happy.

"That dumb bitch died on my spear; it was hilarious."

She licked her teeth in excitement. The more I insult him, the more her emotions are stirred. She feels elation and closure after going through all that suffering.

"I hope we could've fucked on top of his grave."

I laughed.

"His grace? That guy has no grave. Why would I bother to bury him? I left him to be eaten by birds and dogs." She leaned lovingly back to my chest, caressing my cheek. The hate in her heart is melting away, getting replaced by a love toward me.

"Put a child in me. You are a real man. Take me. Powerfully and with vigor, make me yours."

I increased my tempo. Moans and crisp sounds of flesh smacking flesh reverberate through the sands. She went limp twice before I was done.

"I never knew such a man existed. You opened my eyes to a new world."

I don't feel spent at all. Normally, after I spilled my seed, I would feel a bit tired, but not now. It must be something related to what Apep did to me. My body is in tip-top shape.

"Put your clothes on. I have a rendezvous with between half a dozen and a dozen women."

She approached me and kissed my chest. She then showed me her beaten-up sexual organ. It was beet red with the strain of taking a large cock.

"Those bitches don't know what they are in for. They will never be the same."

I stole her lips and pushed my tongue into her mouth. A bridge of salvia formed between our lips.

We wore our clothes and went back to the camp. The refugee women who want to be with me have commandeered a tent to do their dastardly deeds in. Commander Kahir cheekily accepted. According to him, he has to reward those who have made a lot of contributions in front of the other soldiers to maintain morale among the soldiers. It turns out it is of utmost importance that I fuck these women.

When I walked into the tent, a weird sight caught my eye. It's the ignorant bitch, fully naked, looking at me.

"Don't you hate me? Why are you here?"

She caressed her breasts and gave me a seductive look.

"Hatred is hatred. Lust is lust."

I'm not having it.

"Elaborate. You don't get to hate me and then lay with me."

She sat straight, getting out of her seduction mode.

"Yes, I feel hatred toward you. But that's all. The hatred is unfounded and unfair, yet I can't stop feeling it. You turned my life upside down. You tore down everything that I am. I don't have to give in to that hatred. I can ignore it. That's a thing I could do.

I want to embrace you because you are simply sublime. Beyond my hatred, I can't tear my mind away from you. I'm wrong and lowly. I just want to give up and submit to you."

I put my hand on her throat and squeezed a little. With my other hand, I pinched her nipple. She winced in pain.

"How do you plan to submit to me, you Al-Manat worshipping bitch?"

She brought herself all the way down and started kissing my feet. She is fully naked. She is debasing herself in front of the man whom she was ready to drown in a spoonful of water several weeks ago.

I pulled my leg and stepped on her throat. When her face went purple, I lifted my leg again and allowed her to breathe. I stepped on her neck once more. It gives me sadistic pleasure to see her face turn purple.

When I lifted her head, she said,

"I don't worship Manat anymore."

I caressed her cheek with my thumb. The look in her eyes is pathetic.

"Oh yeah? What do you worship then?"

She grasped my cock in a swift motion and brought it near to her nose. She then took a big whiff, as if she were savoring it. Her eyebrows contorted as if she were concentrating. She wants to inhale every bit of cock stench off my cock and coat her lungs with it.

"I worship this from now on."

She gave my erect cock a big, wet kiss.

"Worship then."

I cruelly pushed her face into my testicles. She hungrily licked and sucked on my seed maker. I rested my large cock on her forehead. Her eyes are fixated on that, so she squints in a quite humorous manner.

I pulled on her hair to look at her obscene face. She is red around her cheeks.

I smacked my large cock on her face.

"This will conquer you."

Smack "Yes"

"This will ruin you."

Smack "Yes"

"This will set you free."

I pushed my manhood between her lips.

"Be servile to your new god."

At that moment, she accepted me into her throat. A qurayshi throat is so sweet around my cock. I grasped her skull with both hands and enjoyed her face to my heart's content. Witnessing that, her eyes rolled back because she couldn't breathe because she had a giant cock in her mouth. I pushed her back onto the ground. I pinned her head by her throat to the ground with one hand and pinned her knee to the ground with the other.

"Guide me into you with your own hands."

Her trembling hands grasped my manhood. She guided me into her meaty lower lips. I impaled her.

"You feel that? The thickness, the force, and the sheer hardness of it—you can never feel this from a pathetic Qurayshi man who prefers to kidnap people and have them by force. You yourself approached me and surrendered to me. A real man makes women want to do that. Do you understand?"

I heroically conquered the woman who was my enemy in front of a crowd of naked women. They witnessed the sheer glory of my dominance. Her eyes changed from resentment and hatred to love, love, and more love.

She gnashed her teeth. I know she is not used to it, but since she is a grown woman, she can take it. With the size of my cock, if I didn't want to initially hurt women, I wouldn't be able to ambrace any of them.

She took me deeper and deeper, allowing me to increase my tempo. She goes crazy and shrieks her moans for all the world to hear. She was a bitch who opened her legs for the enemy, and she symbolized the destruction of manat worship and the Quraysh tribe by doing that. She is a willing recipient of a conqueror's seed.

"Open your mouth."

She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. I then stole her lips. I killed her man, fucked her, and stole her heart on top of that.