Chapter 243 - 244: Small Is Simply Never Enough

Chapter 243: Chapter 244: Small Is Simply Never Enough

"Are you enjoying the feeling?" Owen asked, teasing her body’s natural reaction.

"Ngn.. n-no.. I am not... ahn.. ahnn," she let out another moan, louder and more intense this time.

"Tell me the truth, don’t be shy about it."

"Ngn.. ahn.. but my husband is looking right at me..." now she was finally telling the truth, as the man was obviously staring at her every movement.

"Don’t be shy now. Or are you perhaps not desperate to get my pounding?" Owen pushed her further into the corner, finding it far more entertaining to make her confess.

"Ngnn.. ahn.. I am desperate.."

"Then act like it. Tell us your real feelings. You’re a masochist who loves to get treated roughly, right? You want to get fucked hard, don’t you?"

"Ngh.. yesh... ahnn.. I want to get fucked hard... ahnn.." She swallowed her own breath after Owen shoved his shaft into her mouth without remorse.

Damn, I didn’t think she was a total masochist, but this MILF is secretly hiding her real feelings, Owen thought. He had expected her to cry out in pain, yet her mouth and throat worked together like a perfectly oiled machine!

Guck... guck... guck...

"W-wait... stop that right now! She can’t breathe properly!" the man shouted, slamming his hands against the wall. He could clearly see that she was struggling to catch her breath.

"What? Your wife just said that she loves to get treated roughly... hmm? Are you perhaps completely clueless that she likes to get taken so hard?" Owen challenged the man directly, getting an immediate reaction.

"M-my wife is not like that... she always wanted a slow pace... not something like that!" Maybe it was just his protective nature speaking, but seeing the woman who was acting as his wife struggle, even if it was just a roleplay scenario, made his heart ache.

"Mhmm, slow, huh? Hehe... okay then." Owen pulled his dick straight out from her mouth.

"Pwah.. hah.. hah... why did you stop? I want more..." She looked up at him, questioning the sudden interruption in the action.

"Your husband here claims that you prefer a slow and deliberate fucking. Is that true?"

"Ngn.. no! I want hard fucking! I definitely don’t want a slow one!"

"Seriously? Then why is he standing right there saying that’s what you wanted?"

"Ahn.. ahn.. because he is completely clueless... I only ever faked my moans whenever we had sex! I don’t like slow pace at all, I don’t feel anything from it... not even a tiny tickle!" She made sure her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear, making the surrounding crowd gulp.

As the common saying goes, the bigger it is, the better it feels. That was simply the natural rule of the universe. Everyone wanted a bigger plot of land, a bigger paycheck, a bigger passion, and bigger results in everything.

Who would ever actively choose something small? A small wage? A small harvest? People would starve if that happened. The harsh reality of her words hit everyone present like a heavy nail driven straight into their minds.

"Honey, I am sorry, but what I said is the absolute truth! I was never satisfied with a small dick that can’t even last a single minute... I am completely tired of pretending to moan for you. With the savior’s dick, I can finally enjoy real pleasure!" She reached up, wanting to remove her mask and end the illusion for good, but Owen subtly made a gesture to stop her.

"See that, man? That is the real truth right there. Small is simply never enough for them. They want big—a big dick that can easily fit deep inside her cheating pussy without any extra effort," Owen said smoothly as he watched the man completely crumble under the weight of the truth.

He had lost total control of the situation. It all felt far too real. Had he been living in a fake dream this whole time? He couldn’t accept it, yet at the same time, he had no choice but to face it.

"Ahnn.. please let me continue, savior. I want more... I don’t want any more interruptions..."

"Now, now, I guess it is finally time then."

"Ahn... what are you doing, savior?" She wasn’t able to react fast enough before he scooped her up into his arms.

"This is your grand reward. I don’t think we have any more time left for a simple blowjob anyway. Hehe, let me fuck your wet cunt right now."

"Ngnn.. ahnn.. what kind of position is this...?" she asked nervously as he held her thick thighs up in the air, rubbing his shaft against her sensitive slit.

"This is called the shoving piston. I already showed off the reverse piston earlier, so now let’s do the classic original version." Owen leaned in to lick her nipples while continuing to rub his dick against her folds.

"Ngn.. ahnn.. ahn."

"Now accept your reward, hup!" Owen roared softly and fully penetrated her tight hole in one heavy motion!

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Ngn! Ahn! Ahn! S-slower... ghnn.. ahnn!" She immediately started screaming in intense pleasure. The brutal angle of the shoving piston slammed directly against her womb with every stroke! She could literally feel the thick bulge moving against her stomach with every deep thrust.

"You said you wanted this hard, right?! Now take all of it, hup! Hup! Hup!" Owen rammed his hips forward continuously, completely unbothered by the loud squelching sounds echoing through the area. It was pure, unrestrained penetration.

"Ngn! Ahn.. ahnn.. I can’t take it... ahn.. let me take a quick breath first... ahn ahn.." Her fingernails dug deep into his nape as she held on for dear life.

The raw intensity of each thrust made her feel as though her soul was being split from her body. She couldn’t even formulate a proper thought anymore, and warm drool began to spill from the corner of her lips.

"Do you love getting fucked this hard, my devoted follower?" Owen asked, gently biting down on her sensitive nipple and grinding his teeth softly against the peak.

"Ngn.. ahn.. I don’t know... this is my very first time experiencing something like this.. ahnn.. ahnn."