I'm Your Personal Cum Dump (-R18)

-R18: without penetration.

R18: With penetration.

R18+: Threesome, Foursome.

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Her knees gave way, and she sank to the ground. She couldn't bring herself to look at Ashtarot, wondering if he was just joking.

But when he grabbed her hair, forcing her to meet his gaze, she knew he wasn't playing around. His crimson eyes were filled with lust, looking at her as if he would devour her.

"You little pervert, why don't you use your perverted-ness for something fun instead?" he smirked and unzipped his pants.

Inside was a lump of 'meat' that had made his pants tight. He lowered his underwear, and the long shaft emerged, slapping her face.

It was thick, long, and veiny, towering over her. It was as big and imposing as the statue Sorrush had made, but far more menacing in its real presence.

She panted, her face reddening, her eyes forming hearts. She wanted to lick it, suck it, and make Ashtarot feel good. She wanted to be his bitch.

'AH! AH! AH! AH! I WANT TO SUCK IT! I WANT HIS PENIS FILLING MY THROAT AND MAKING ME FEEL GOOD!' she screamed internally.

Finally, her dream was coming true—a dream she had harbored for thousands of years. Now she could taste his cock.

"Open your mouth like a good girl and suck me," he commanded, touching her mouth and opening it.

'NNGGHHHHHH!!! I CAN'T!!! AH, MY PUSSY WANTS TO COME!!!'

Sorrel's breath hitched as she leaned in closer to Ashtarot, her lips hovering just above his throbbing shaft. She could feel the heat radiating from his veiny cock, the sight of it making her mouth water.

Tentatively, she extended her tongue, giving the tip a slow, deliberate lick. The salty taste of pre-cum sent shivers down her spine, her body reacting with a surge of arousal.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she wrapped her hand around his thick length, feeling its weight and warmth in her grasp.

Ashtarot tightened his grip on Sorrel's hair, guiding her closer to his throbbing shaft. The veins on his dick pulsed as he pushed it against her lips, urging her to take it in.

"Suck it, you filthy little pervert," he growled, his voice dripping with dominance.

Sorrel's eyes glazed over with lust as she opened her mouth wider, allowing him to slide his thick, veiny cock past her lips.

The moment his dick touched her tongue, she let out a muffled moan, her body shivering with excitement. She began to suck eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head, savoring the taste.

'AHHH!!! IT'S SO BIG AND TASTY!!! I WANT TO SWALLOW IT WHOLE!!!' her mind cried out, her body reacting to the overwhelming arousal.

His smirk widened as he pushed her head further down, forcing more of his length into her mouth. Her eyes watered as she tried to accommodate his size, but she relished the feeling of being dominated.

"Gag on it," he commanded, thrusting his hips forward.

Sorrel's throat tightened around him, her gag reflex triggered, but she loved every second of it. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, coating his shaft and making wet, sloppy sounds with each movement.

She reached down, her hand slipping beneath her skirt to play with her dripping pussy, her fingers moving in sync with her sucking.

'YES!!! AH, YES!!! I WANT TO SUCK HIS COCK FOREVER!!! MAKE ME CHOKE ON IT!!!'

He pushed her head down further, feeling her throat constrict around him, and then pulled her back up, only to repeat the motion. Each time, she took him deeper, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"You're such a good little slut," he taunted, his voice a mix of pleasure and cruelty. "You love having my cock in your mouth, don't you?"

Sorrel could only moan in response, her mouth too full to speak. The vibrations of her moans sent waves of pleasure through him, urging him to thrust harder.

She sucked him greedily, her head bobbing up and down, her hand working furiously between her legs.

The room was filled with the sounds of her muffled moans, the wet slurping of her sucking, and the rhythmic thrusts of Ashtarot's cock into her mouth. Her saliva coated his shaft, dripping down onto her chin and chest.

'MORE!!! I WANT MORE!!! MAKE ME YOUR SLUT FOREVER!!!'

Sorrel could feel her pussy become more slick as she keep thrust her fingers inside it. The pleasure from her mouth down to her cunt was unbearable.

She wanted to come, but she holding it. She wanted to feel his warm semen on her throat and climax at the same time.

Ashtarot's grip tightened, and he pushed her head down one last time, burying his cock deep in her throat. She gagged and choked, her eyes watering, but she didn't pull away.

Instead, she reveled in the sensation, her fingers working her pussy faster as she neared her climax.

With a final thrust, he released, his cum filling her mouth and spilling down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste, her body shuddering as she came, her pussy clenching around her fingers.

"Good girl," he whispered, pulling out slowly, his cock still hard and dripping. "You did well as a cum dump."

Sorrel looked up at him, her eyes filled with adoration and lust, her body still trembling from the intensity of her climax.

She licked her lips, savoring the remnants of his cum, and whispered, "Thank you, Ashtarot. I'm your personal cum dump."

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Sorrel felt a soft hand stroking her hair, stirring her from her slumber. She blinked rapidly, her eyes adjusting to the light.

When she could finally see clearly, she widened her eyes in surprise: Ashtarot was above her, and she realized she had been sleeping on his lap.

Her face turned crimson, and her heart pounded so fiercely it felt as though it might burst from her chest. First, because of the vivid dream she'd just had, and second, because of his unexpected attentiveness.

'KKYYYAAAA!!! DOES THIS MEAN THAT HE CARES ABOUT ME!!! HE LOVES ME SO MUCH HE LET ME SLEEP ON HIS LAP!!!'

'I LOVE YOU!!! I LOVE YOU!!! I LOVE YOU!!! I LOVE YOU!!! I LOVE YOU!!!'

Sorrel panted non-stop, looking as if she might be having a heart attack, making Ashtarot even more worried.

"Lady Sorrel, are you alright? You suddenly fainted. Are you overworking?" he asked, concerned.

"Ah... I'm fine!!!" Her voice came out as a high-pitched squeak, adding to her embarrassment.

He sighed in relief. "I'm glad. I thought you were sick or something; you were moaning in your sleep."

"Ah... Ah... Ah... N-no! It was just a dream!" Her face turned even redder, and she wished she could disappear from sheer embarrassment.

"I see... But I think you need to take care of yourself more. I'll send you some vitamins." Ashtarot looked determined. "But, I'm sorry, I need to go now; I have something to do."

"Y-yeah!" Sorrel quickly got up, bowing slightly. "I'm sorry for bothering you. This was supposed to be a fun and good time." She bit her bottom lip, feeling disappointed.

"It's fine, Lady Sorrel. Your health is more important. Well then, I excuse myself." Ashtarot left the solarium.

'AAAKHHHH!!! I wanted to be with him more~'

She sighed in disappointment. But then, she felt something stuck to her mouth. When she took it off, she found it was short black hair.

Sorrel tilted her head, then her eyes lit up. "IT MUST BE ASHTAROT'S HAIR!!! Another piece for my collection!"