A Story About Silencing a Big-Breast, Silent Woman and Her Big-Butted, Small-Breast Mother—both killers—With a Dick. - Chapter 7

My p3nis pops out with a bang.
Honestly, it was quite intense…
Her body was so exquisite that I’d been hard the entire time.
Having to keep it restrained in my pants had been incredibly uncomfortable.
If I’d let it out carelessly, it would have been a crime.
But judging by her reactions so far, the chances of her turning me in to the police seemed slim.
With that thought, I decided I deserved to feel good, too.
I gave in to the urge.

“Hmm?”

“…………”

I felt her gaze on me more intensely than ever before.
Through her long black hair, I could tell she was staring intently at me.
Was she looking at my exposed p3nis?
I’d originally revealed it to be pleasured, so being watched wasn’t a problem.
…but being subjected to such a heated gaze made me strangely nervous.

“Can you lick it?”

I pointed at the p3nis, but the woman remained motionless.
Hmm… If I forced her to move and serve me, it would feel like rape…
I can’t shake this feeling of pity for her…
Still, she hadn’t given any clear sign of refusal.
So, reaching past her long black hair, I placed my hand on the back of her head.
Slowly, I applied gentle pressure, guiding her body downward.
Yep, still no resistance.
Her br3asts sagged under the pull of gravity, swaying heavily with a soft, rhythmic motion.
By the time those overwhelming mounds of flesh brushed against my thigh, her face was mere inches from my erect c0ck.
My thick shaft stood proudly erect, pointing upward.
I urged her face closer.
H-how’s this?
She’s not going to suddenly bite it off, is she?
That anxious thought flashed through my mind.
…As expected, the woman didn’t twitch.
But if I listened closely, I could hear a faint sound.
It was the sound of deep, rhythmic breathing.
The woman had pressed her face so close to my p3nis that she was inhaling deeply, as if devouring its scent.
She relentlessly sniffed my crotch, showing no sign of tiring.

“…Uh, what should I do?”

Doesn’t it smell bad?
No, it definitely smells bad.
I’d never once wanted to smell my own ejaculate.
Yet the woman was intently, motionless, filling her nostrils with the scent.
Hmm, what should I do?
Without thinking, I reached out and touched her buttocks, which were thrust out due to her bent posture.
Even through her work pants, the plump, firm feel was simply divine.
And when I casually stroked the damp area of her crotch…

“…Oh♡”

A wet squelch echoed.
When I pulled my hand back, a bridge of thick, viscous fluid stretched between us.
How wet is she?
I’d teased her cl!t a little earlier with my fingers. I knew she was soaked. She’d even squirted. But producing vaginal fluid this thick and sticky? That had definitely started after she caught a whiff of my ejaculate.
Ah, I see.

“A smell fetish, huh?”

I could kind of understand. I was just as captivated by her wild, feminine scent. She must be drawn to the scent of males… specifically, the smell of a c0ck.
…With a body this erotic, she’s burying her face in a man’s crotch, desperately inhaling his scent.
Just how much of a pervert is this girl?
Enough was enough. I decided to recline the car seat as far back as it would go. After some fiddling, I managed to flatten it completely.
She was tall, taller than me, so even with the seat fully reclined, she still looked cramped inside the car.
But even I was finding it hard to restrain myself any longer.
The woman lay quietly on her back, her black hair still concealing her face.
Honestly, I was intensely curious about what she looked like, but the fact that I couldn’t see her face might mean it was better that way.
Well, even if she were exceptionally ugly, with a body as alluring as hers, she’d never struggle to find men.
I looked down at her.
Her upper body was already exposed.
Her full br3asts, defying gravity even as she lay on her back, maintained their perfect shape.
Their overwhelming volume was unlike anything I’d ever seen.
Her cherry-blossom-pink n1pples were painfully swollen, as if begging to be touched.
And then there were the darkened, damp stains on her pants, as if she’d wet herself.
I slowly slid them down.

“Whoa…”

A stifling wave of heat escaped, thick and suffocating.
Because I had been leaning closer to slide down her pants, the full force of it hit my face.
A pungent, wild, feminine scent hit me like a physical blow.
It emanated from her entire body, but it was particularly strong here.
Her black pubic hair was plastered together, soaked in vaginal fluid.
Not just her genitals, but her inner thighs glistened slickly.
The car was sealed tight, and the sweet and sour scent of her femininity filled the air instantly.
…How am I going to explain this when the others get back?
The thought flashed through my mind for a moment, but it was immediately swept away by the sight of her twitching labia.
I’ll deal with that later.
I’ll just have to spray a ton of air freshener.

“Alright, I’m going in.”

This was my final check.
If she showed even the slightest sign of reluctance, I would back off.
But she didn’t move.
She simply stared up at me.
Then, as if urging me to hurry, she writhed her voluptuous body seductively.
That settled it. My resolve hardened.

“Ohh, mmm♡”

Parting the dark bush, I stimulated her cl!toris with the pad of my finger.
As I rubbed it in circles, her plump thighs trembled with each twitch.
After distracting her with the stimulation, I pressed the head of my p3nis against her secret cleft.
A wet squelch echoed.
Even before I thrust my hips, her lips began sucking greedily.
I’d never encountered such a lewd secret place before.
My excitement made me swallow hard.

“Ugh… ugh… mmm♡”

My shaft slid in with a wet glop.
Though this was my first time with a woman, her drenched state and the way her lips clung to me made it feel like I was gliding into her.
Her body was cold, but her insides burned with heat.
Savoring the sensation, I thrust my hips forward…

“Ohh♡”

Slurp! And my p3nis is completely inserted.