She looked at me, shocked. It made sense since I hadn’t yet mated with her, and she also wasn’t aware I had done it with others.
“No, Keon. You’re too young to ma… Ack!”
I interrupted her by slapping her ass, making her growl happily.
“What did I say you should call me?”
She stuttered, biting her lips and blushing.
“G-Great spirit.”
The blasphemous title made her shiver, but it wasn’t in horror. On the contrary, the worse things I forced her to do, the more she liked it, even if there was some basic mental opposition. Plus, I wasn’t calling myself just a spirit, but a great one. Even though neither of us knew if such beings existed, it sounded cool and powerful, so I chose to go with that.
“That’s right. How dare a lowly bilsan protest against a great spirit? Know your place.”
She hung her head down without responding, still on all four.
“Lift your butt and open your legs wider. I’ll mate with you strongly.”
The term “strongly” did its wonder, making her quiver anew.
“…Yes, great spirit.”
Even though she probably tried to sound reluctant, she couldn’t completely hide the tremor of expectation in her voice. Her body reacted much better, her pussy flooding itself with fluids in anticipation as she opened her legs the best she could and lowered her upper body to raise her ass upward.
There was no need to be delicate with her. I moved behind her, placed my hands on her voluminous butt, and slammed my dick into her cunt in one go.
“Aaahhh!”
She let out a wild shout of joy at the brutal penetration, while I sighed at the bliss of being inside a new twat. Like elder Fevalto, she wasn’t extremely tight, and the pressure wasn’t great. Instead, everything was very wet, warm, and sticky. As expected, gilf pussies were unlike anything else and had advantages of their own. I also was the one in control, this time, allowing me to play with her anyway I wanted, unlike when elder Fevalto dominated our sex.
Without hesitation, I immediately started to spice things up. I lifted my hands from her ass cheeks and used both to slap them instead, the crip sound resounding together with the vulgar noise of our copulation.
“Ahmm! Ack! Mhmm! Aahh! Yes! Ouch! Ughn! Yeess! S-So good!”
The mature woman was ecstatic, enjoying the crude breeding she had always wanted. As someone who already liked mating with men because it hurt, there was nothing better than being pounded from behind while receiving pain from my hands simultaneously.
I smashed her slit at full power right from the beginning, trying to be as dynamic as possible. Despite not being very tight, her vagina still sometimes squeezed my cock whenever she felt particularly good, making the experience even better for me. I didn’t care much to have skillful sex with her or aim for her weak points, only prioritizing powerful drilling.
Elder Ducat was living the dream, and her violated body shuddered more as time passed. With each slap of my hand, her groans were coming out louder, and her ecstasy was obvious. She was climbing to her release at an astounding pace, her breasts jiggling actively whenever she was blamed. Witnessing how close she was, I used one of my hands to pull on her long red hair.
“Ahmm! Ack! Yeess! Aahh! Ah? Ooohhh! Oooohhhh! Oooooohhhhhh!”
That ended up being the breaking point for her. Taken by surprise, the additional pain made her twitch greatly, and she orgasmed soon after. Her cunt clenched my penis forcefully as a wave of inner juices cleansed it, dripping on the ground after that. She spammed several times, her back arched and her tongue out, pleasure obvious in her body language.
And yet, I didn’t stop there, still remembering how she claimed mating with other men always felt too short and unsatisfying. Not caring about her orgasm, I continued to gouge her twat, penetrating her at full strength even during her climax. The strong grinding made her feel weird, as she instinctively tried to escape from my tool, which I obviously didn’t let her do. I still had a good hold of her hair, so it was easy to forcefully pull her back to take another large thrust of my rod into her crotch.
“Aaaaahhhhh!”
She screamed at full voice, her pussy convulsing crazily, cumming while already orgasming. I took my waist back, only to send yet another violent stroke into her, making her shudder lowly. Her climax progressively receded as our mating continued, but she was so sensitive that she was climbing to another high already.
“Ooohhh! Oooohhhh! Oooohhhh! Rooooohhhhh!”
“Damn, you feel great, you beast!”
Not even two minutes after the first one, she came once more, clenching her pussy again. This time, I came together with her, the pressure being enough to finish my already well-worked-up self. I sent my dick as deep as I could and exploded inside her gilf cunt, filling her with my seed. Each time her blissful twat pulsated in orgasm, I sent another load of my sperm, painting her inner walls with my colors.
I let myself go for a long time as both of us enjoyed our climax. Eventually, we exhaled lengthily, the pleasure abating slowly.
“Here you go, you bilsan. How does it feel to mate with a great spirit?”
She turned her head my way, allowing me to witness her state more closely. Her face was fully red, her mouth opened wide to get more oxygen in her lungs, her eyes full of tears. It was her expression that triggered me the most, though. She was looking at me with a mix of adoration and hunger, and as an innocent cavewoman, she soon expressed her desire in a completely natural manner.
“More… Please, great spirit… Please punish me more!”
“Ha! This is no punishment! It’s a reward for you! Fine then! I’ll mate with you even harder!”
She gave me the lewdest grin I had ever seen her sport, and I soon resumed bullying her pussy, hammering at it for several hours.