Chapter 1133: Pornstar Jenna’s Asshole
She wiped again, the sheet now damp with her juices, and she couldn’t help but notice how thick and sticky it was.
[This is... this is so much... How can I be this wet...? I’m an old woman... I shouldn’t be...] But the truth was undeniable—her body wanted more, craved more, and the memory of my tongue, my hands, my cock—it was all too fresh.
Once she was sure she was clean, Kasumi quickly slipped into the new kimono, her fingers trembling as she tied the sash.
The fabric was cool and dry against her skin, but it did little to calm the fire still burning inside her. The memory of my tongue, the feel of my hands, the way her body had betrayed her—it was all too fresh, too intoxicating.
She glanced around the room one last time, her heart pounding as she made sure everything was in order. The old futon was folded, the wet sheet hidden beneath it, and Tomiko was still asleep, her breathing slow and steady.
But as she settled onto my futon, her body still trembling, she turned onto her side, facing away from Tomiko. She didn’t want her sister to see her face—flushed, guilty, and still burning with desire.
Kasumi closed her eyes, but sleep refused to come. Her mind was a whirlwind of shame, guilt, and something darker—something hungrier. The ache between her legs was still there, a constant reminder of what had happened, of what she still wanted.
And as she lay there, tossing and turning, I walked out of the room, my cock still throbbing, aching for release.
I went to my room, but the fire inside me was too strong to ignore. My cock was super hard, pulsing with need, and I knew I had to do something about it.
Then, I remembered—
I had those pornstars.
A smile spread across my face as I teleported directly to my villa in Beverly Hills, where Angela, Jenna, and Ava were waiting. I found Angela and Ava were in the living room watching a movie together, and Jenna was still asleep in her room.
I decided on Jenna.
Her room was at the end of the hall, the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open, my eyes locking onto her as she lay there, sound asleep.
She was curled up on her side, her nightie riding up slightly, revealing the curve of her ass. The fabric was thin, clinging to her body, and I could see the outline of her pussy lips beneath it.
I slid into bed next to her, my body pressing against hers, my cock already hard and ready. She stirred slightly, but didn’t wake.
I shifted her lingerie aside, my fingers tracing the curve of her ass, teasing her entrance. She moaned softly in her sleep, her body reacting to my touch.
And then—
I slid the tip of my cock inside her asshole, pushing in slowly, letting her body adjust to my size.
The moment my thick, veiny cock breached Jenna’s tight, untouched asshole, her eyes flew open with a gasping, animalistic moan.
"Aaaaaaaaaah—! M-Master...! Fuck—! You’re here...!" Her voice was thick with sleep, but the hunger in her tone was instant, raw, and desperate. The stretch was brutal, her asshole clenching as she tried to adjust to my monstrous girth.
I didn’t give her time to adjust.
With a savage growl, I grabbed her hips and slammed into her in one brutal, merciless thrust, burying myself to the hilt.
Jenna screamed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as her ass stretched obscenely around my cock. "FUCK—! IT’S TOO BIG, MASTER—! OH GOD, IT’S TEARING ME APART—!" Her voice was a broken, breathless mess, her body trembling as she tried to take me.
I pulled back and slammed into her again, harder this time, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the room like a whip crack. "You can take it, slut," I growled, my hand cracking across her ass with a sharp SMACK! The red imprint of my palm bloomed on her skin, and she howled, her pussy dripping with unwanted arousal.
"Y-Yes, Master! I can take it—! Fuck, I’ll take it all—! Just like your dirty little whore—!" Jenna panted, her words slurring as pleasure and pain blurred together. Her ass was so tight, so fucking perfect, and I couldn’t resist the urge to fuck her like the animal she was.
But Jenna wasn’t done yet.
She knew she was mine, but she wanted to prove she could still seduce me, still make me lose control. She pushed me back onto the bed, her eyes dark with lust as she straddled my waist, her tits bouncing in my face.
"Master..." she purred, her fingers tracing my chest, her voice a sultry whisper. "Let me show you how much I’ve missed you..." She leaned down, her lips brushing my ear as her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me slowly. "I’ve been dreaming of this... of you... every night..."
I grinned, letting her play her game for now. "Oh? And what did you dream about, Jenna?"
She bit her lip, her hand tightening around my cock. "I dreamed of your cock..." she whispered, her tongue flicking against my earlobe. "I dreamed of it in my mouth... in my pussy... in my ass..." Her fingers trailed down, teasing my balls before moving lower, pressing against my asshole. "I even dreamed of fucking you..."
I chuckled darkly, my cock twitching in her grip. "Bold words for a slut who just got her ass stretched open."
Jenna smirked, her hand moving faster. "But you liked it, didn’t you, Master? You loved how tight I was... how I screamed for you..." She leaned in, her lips brushing mine as her other hand cupped my balls. "Let me make you feel even better..."
She slid down my body, her tongue dragging along my skin until she was kneeling between my legs. Her lips wrapped around my cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she took me deep, her throat gagging slightly.
"Mmm..." she moaned, her eyes looking up at me as she bobbed her head, her saliva dripping down my cock. "You taste so good, Master... I could suck you all day..."
I grabbed her hair, forcing her deeper, my cock hitting the back of her throat. "You’re mine, Jenna. Don’t forget that."
She gurgled, her eyes watering as she took me deeper, her nose pressing against my skin. When she finally pulled back, gasping for air, she grinned. "I know, Master..." she panted, her lips glistening with her saliva. "But let me show you how good I can be..."
She climbed back onto my lap, straddling me as she guided my cock to her pussy. "Let me ride you, Master..." she whispered, her voice a needy purr. "Let me show you how much I’ve missed you..."
She sank down onto me, her pussy stretching around my cock, her walls clenching as she began to ride me. "Oh fuck..." she moaned, her head falling back as she bounced up and down, her tits jiggling in my face. "You feel so good, Master... So big... So deep..."
I grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as I thrust up into her, meeting her movements. "You’re just a slut for my cock, aren’t you, Jenna?"
"Yes, Master..." she panted, her hands on my chest as she rode me harder. "I’m your slut... your fucktoy... your dirty little whore..."
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
With a sudden, brutal motion, I flipped her onto her back, pinning her down as I slammed back into her pussy. "You think you can seduce me, Jenna?" I growled, my hands around her throat as I fucked her hard. "You think you can control this?"
