My world to Free-use

**Chapter 248**

I positioned myself behind her on my knees. Tara remained face-down on the bed, arms folded under her head, the lean muscles of her back rising and falling with each uneven breath. From this angle, she could see nothing between us. The thick length of my cock stayed completely hidden, exactly as the “magical tool” needed to remain.

I rested one hand on the small of her back, feeling the firm, scarred muscle under my palm, and guided the oil-slick head to the prepared ring of her asshole. The tight pink muscle twitched the moment the blunt heat touched it.

“Ahnng~!”

Tara let out a small, shaky moan, signaling how she felt it fully.

I pushed forward.

The head of my cock stretched the tight ring and sank inside with that same unnatural ease I had felt in the bath. Her ass opened just enough to accept the thick intrusion, then clamped down in a living, rhythmic pulse that felt almost like a mild, constant vibration. The heat was immediate and overwhelming, narrower and denser than any pussy or ass I had taken. I slid deeper in one continuous motion, watching the compact muscles of her ass yield and swallow every inch until my hips pressed firmly against her cheeks and I was buried to the root.

“AAAHNNN!!!”

Tara’s cries were sharp and high, almost like screams. Her entire body locked for a full second. The lean muscles along her back and the tight cheeks of her ass flexed hard, then released in a long, visible shudder. Her asshole clenched around me in rapid, fluttering waves, the unique tightening-and-loosening sensation already beginning to milk the shaft.

I held myself fully inside her, one hand stroking slowly along her side, feeling the defined lines of her six-pack rise and fall.

She let out short, shaky gasps. The initial shock gradually softened into something heavier and hotter. When the worst of the invasion passed, I began to move.

The first few thrusts were deliberately slow and deep. I pulled back until only the thick head remained trapped inside the clutching ring of her asshole, feeling every ridge of muscle drag along my cock like a living sleeve, then pushed forward again until I was seated to the hilt. Each stroke produced a wet, intimate sound and a fresh, broken moan from Tara.

“Hah… ahh… it’s so big… so deep… I can feel it all the way inside…”

“That is the purpose of the tool,” I answered, voice low. “It is meant to reach the places hands cannot.”

I increased the pace gradually, gripping the lean curves of her hips for leverage. The compact, muscular cheeks of her ass bounced lightly with every impact. Her six-pack tensed and released beneath my hands whenever I reached under to feel it. Battle scars shifted under my palms as I fucked her with steady, powerful strokes. The heat of her ass remained intense, the rhythmic pulsing never fully stopping, tightening on the withdrawal, loosening just enough on the inward thrust, creating a constant, addictive friction.

While I moved inside her, my thoughts kept drifting lower.

Between her spread thighs, her virgin pussy was fully visible, neat, flushed a deeper pink, and soaked from the earlier stimulation. The small, untouched entrance twitched with every impact against her ass. A thin, clear trail of fluid had already begun to drip from it onto the sheets. The sight of that completely unused slit while my cock stretched her rear hole open sent a dark, perverse heat curling through my gut.

A widow. A mother. A warrior. And still a virgin.

I could take that virginity at any moment. I could pull out of her ass, press the slick head to that small entrance, and claim the last untouched part of her. The thought was almost overwhelming. Yet something made me hold back. Not mercy. Greed. I wanted to ruin her thoroughly from behind first, to feel that unique, pulsing ass milk me through several of her orgasms, before I decided whether to take the rest.

I leaned over her, chest against the firm, sweat-damp plane of her back, and reached beneath with one hand. My fingers found her swollen clit and began rubbing in tight, steady circles while I continued to fuck her ass with deep, measured strokes.

“Unngh… Jack… that feels… too much… the tool and your hand together…”

“It is supposed to overwhelm you,” I murmured against her ear. “Let it build. Do not hold anything back.”

Her moans grew higher and more desperate. The unique pulsing of her asshole intensified, milking my cock with every thrust. I drove deeper, grinding against the firm cheeks of her ass at the end of each stroke, watching the way the tight ring stretched obscenely around my shaft on every withdrawal before swallowing me again.

Tara’s first orgasm hit hard and sudden.

Her untouched pussy clenched and released a strong, clear squirt that soaked the sheets beneath her. At the same moment, her ass clamped down around my cock in powerful, rhythmic spasms, nearly locking me in place.

“AAAHHHHHGGGGNNNGRRH!!”

She cried out in a long, broken voice that cracked at the end, her lean body convulsing under me while I kept thrusting through the peak, drawing the climax out until her arms gave way and she collapsed fully onto the mattress.

I did not stop.

I fucked her through the aftershocks and straight into a second, sharper orgasm. Her body trembled continuously. Sweat slicked the defined lines of her back and the compact muscles of her ass. Her black hair clung to her neck and shoulders in wet strands. Every stroke now drew a weaker, overstimulated moan from her throat.

“Hah… ahh… Jack… I can’t… it’s too deep… the tool is too much…”

“You can,” I answered, slowing only long enough to let her drag in a single breath before resuming with heavier thrusts. “Your body is taking it perfectly.”

My thoughts never left her virgin pussy. The small entrance continued to twitch and drip with every impact. Clear fluid mixed with the oil and the faint traces of her earlier release, forming a shiny mess between her thighs. The sight of that untouched hole while I used her ass so thoroughly made the pleasure darker and more intense with every second.

A virgin widow.

The thought circled in my mind like a private, filthy mantra. She had been married. She had given birth. Yet no man in this world had ever been inside her, not in her pussy, and until me, not in her ass either. I was the first to stretch either hole. The knowledge settled deep in my gut and fed something greedy and possessive.

I reached under her again, this time sliding two fingers along the soaked outer folds of her virgin pussy without pushing inside. I rubbed the slick lips and her swollen clit while I continued pounding into her ass. Tara’s reaction was immediate and violent. Her body arched hard. A third orgasm tore through her, stronger than the previous two. Her ass locked around my cock in a series of tight, milking pulses that forced a low groan from my own throat.

I gritted my teeth and held on, refusing to finish yet.

When the worst of the climax passed, I slowed my thrusts to a deep, grinding rhythm, keeping myself fully buried inside her while she trembled and gasped. My fingers continued to stroke the outside of her virgin pussy, never penetrating, only teasing the small, unused entrance.

“Hnnn~~~”

Tara could only moan in response, too far gone to say anything to my movements. Her voice had gone hoarse and thin. The lean muscles of her back and ass continued to twitch with aftershocks. Between her thighs, her virgin pussy remained flushed, soaked, and completely untouched, an open invitation I still had not accepted.

I pulled back until only the head of my cock remained inside the stretched ring of her asshole, then pushed forward again in a long, deliberate stroke. The unique pulsing sensation returned immediately. Her ass was still as tight and responsive as it had been at the beginning, as if it had been made specifically to grip and milk a cock.

I could finish inside her ass right now. I could flood that tight, pulsing hole the same way I had in the bath and leave her virginity intact for another day. Or I could pull out, turn her over, and take the last thing she still had left to give.

The decision hung heavy in the air between us while I continued to fuck her with slow, deep strokes, eyes fixed on the untouched slit just below the place where my cock disappeared into her body.

Tara’s breathing remained broken and heavy. Her fingers clutched weakly at the sheets. The compact, muscular cheeks of her ass jiggled faintly with every impact. Battle scars shifted under my hands. The sight of her, exhausted, thoroughly used from behind, sweat-slick and trembling, and still a virgin, fed something dark and deeply satisfied inside me.

I finally decided.

I instantly picked up speed just as she had started to feel relaxed…

“Hnnnnhh~~~ Haaannhh~~~ Whaatttnuunng~~!!”

Her confused moans sounded cute. Her ass still stretched and closed around my dick as if it was made for it. Just enough to not hinder my movements, but tight enough to remind me of heaven.

“AAHNNNGG!! HEEENNNGG!!!”

“HAANAHHANGGHRRN!!!”

Another blood-curdling moan, no, scream left her mouth as her already glistening pussy let out another orgasm, washing the sheets beneath us.

The tightness got to a point I could no longer hold back.

I finally let go, flooding her ass with thick spurts after spurts, discharging everything I had in my tank in the deepest depths of her heavenly asshole.

“Haaa… Haaa…”

We both huffed and panted for a while before my dick went soft and turned to the usual stub that was normal in this world.

Now that I was out, I could watch her asshole quivering, and her pussy soaked even better. And damn was it a sight.

I watched her virgin entrance twitch and drip with every stroke, and if I hadn’t decided before, I had surely decided now, seeing that flushed, wet mess of a pussy.

Time to harvest.

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