1 Chapter 1: Doorways to Another World

"You have a big fucking dick."

"Is it?"

Isn't that the norm?

I didn't know because I'd never compared myself to others.

The summer I was thirteen, I realized my body, or more precisely, certain parts of it, were different.

I still remember the strange looks I got from my neighbor's sister and my friend's mom when I learned from her immature friend that my dick was fucking huge.

She must have been fascinated by the huge dick she saw in the locker room before gym class.

It's unimaginable now, but when I was younger, I was embarrassed to be different.

I was teased with the nickname horse dick.

Girls who didn't know any better would say, "Hey, dick," "You're a dick," and "Don't do that!" And then, when they realized it was a very vulgar thing to say and there was a familiar distance between the sexes, I became famous among parents.

I spent my school years being shunned by girls for having a big dick, even though it's not a sin....

I love my cock.

It would be enough to give it a blow if the flexibility of my back allowed it.

Of course, that's not necessary.

Now that I'm covered, I have no shortage of girls who would love to suck my cock.

Samantha is one of those girls.

The mom of the girl who used to tease me. slut who couldn't control her body after having children and becoming a sexless couple like everyone else.

The mom who now loves my cock more than her beloved daughter and husband.

"You like your daughter's boyfriend's cock that much?"

"Mmmmm. Hmph!"

I barged into her house—her husband's house, to be precise—in the morning, sat down on the couch with my legs spread wide, and fucked her pussy with Samantha on top.

Samantha clenched her soaking wet pussy and wiggled her big ass every time my cock went deep.

When I fuck her pussy while talking to her like this, she lets out a cute moan that doesn't fit her age.

"Hey, I'm asking you if you like your daughter's boyfriend's cock!"

I tug on Samantha's hair and rub her pussy.

"Ahn....fuck me. I like my daughter's boyfriend's cock!"

She uses her other hand to squeeze her tits, rocking her hips.

Samantha is the epitome of a mother who wants to be fucked. I like a young lady who hasn't yet discovered the taste of cock, but I also like a sex-hungry Milf who doesn't mind a little slutty backside teasing.

Even when she's called an asshole, she has nothing to say.

"Yuck!"

"Hmph!"

I suddenly realized this, as if by divine revelation.

I'm supposed to be fucking married women with this cock.

This is the destiny of a man born with a cock measuring 11 inches!

In inches, of course.

"Suck!"

I shove my hard-erect cock into the cunt of a slutty married woman.

Ms. Samantha, 36, with her long, well-cut hair and a face as pretty as her daughter's, stuck out her tongue and twisted her waist helplessly.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...!"

"Samantha, shake your ass, take a picture, and show it to your husband; he'll love it."

"That--.... Don't say that...."

"Then shall we stop?"

"Uh-huh."

While rubbing her firm buttocks, Samantha, a 36-year-old mother of two, happily accepts the request.

It's a shame we can't have vaginal cumshot sex because it's a dangerous day, but I'm satisfied that we've used up a box of condoms.

Before I leave the house, I am served food by the naked apron, Samantha.

"You never do this for your husband, do you?"

"I don't do this for my husband; I do it for you."

...Seeing the look in Samantha's eyes, I opened another box of condoms.

It's a little dangerous from now on. What the hell?

Adulterous sex has its risks.

"Ang.... Are you going to do it again?"

"Annie is meeting her mom tonight; should I just go?"

"Hot.... Hmph.... Don't go.... You keep falling behind...!"

After sending a message to Annie's mom (a 37-year-old F-cup, obviously a non-virgin) that she'll be a few hours late, she focuses on catching up.

While she is grateful for this life, she is always anxious.

I'm doing enough that it wouldn't be weird if I got caught.

So I always make sure to take care of my body for the best affair possible.

I make sure I get enough sleep, drink shakes with all sorts of fruits and vegetables, and walk for 50 minutes on the treadmill at the gym for breakfast and lunch to ensure my cum quality.

How much longer can I keep this up?

Maybe next time will be the last.

I'm seriously trying my best every day to have one of the few affairs of my life.

I know I shouldn't be doing this, but...

How do you put up with a momma who's wearing a momma barrel and sighing about sex and building a wall?

"Suck! Suck! Suck...!"

"Hmph.... Mmm.... Ng...! Ang...! My daughter's boyfriend's cock...!"

Now I don't even have to order her.

As a reward, I spanked Samantha's ass with my palm, making her cum.

I take the used condom and put it on her reddened ass, and after massaging her pussy with the glans, it falls off.

"Here we go."

"Yes.... Eli...."

I coolly leave Samantha, who is still panting from the afterglow, behind.

I'm happy with everything, but sometimes I reach a point of limitation and boredom and want to quit.

Of course, it's harder to find an older woman who's still attractive—or rather, an older woman who's more attractive because she's older—than it is to find a younger, prettier woman.

It's easy to get tired of eating the same woman.

When these hungry thoughts fill my head, I start training to renew my mindset.

It is training to sharpen my innate qualities.

To optimize the affair, perfect the full-erect, 28-centimeter hard cock plunging into the ripe, milky pussy.

"Whoa."

They call it a drill, but to me, it's a sacred ritual.

First, I stand naked.

Grabbing a bag of rice with both hands, which has been increased in weight to 40 kilograms, I slowly get up.

And then I shake my hips and drive my cock into it!

"Suck! Suck!"

When boredom dulls my body, I shake my hips in gratitude.

Thanks for letting me be born with a cock like this!

Ten thousand grateful cock thrusts!

"I'm coming. Elizabeth!"

I hold onto Elizabeth tightly and rock my hips.

My sack jerks like it's going to spill its contents, but I concentrate and plunge my erect cock in.

Pfft!

"Pfft!"

Thanks for unloading my big cock.

I'll dedicate this body to Milf Hunting from now on!

"9989! 9990!"

Ouch, I'm going to pop before ten thousand.

Hold on. Elizabeth!

Fuzzy.

"Holy...."

Elizabeth couldn't hold out against my cock thrusts and burst.

Wasted my cum....

"Spilling all that wasted cum because you like cock, you unworthy bitch!"

Huh, okay.

The improvisation was perfect.

That line, I should use it while fucking Samantha.

Elieous Kicd is 22 years old.

Just as I was about to take a shower after completing my 10,000th grateful dick poke of the day, I slipped on a spilled rice grain.

"Whoa!"

Phew, I thought I was in trouble.

I slipped and almost died in the middle of a field day?

I can't die that stupidly.

"Hmm?"

I got back up and was about to step into the shower when I noticed a strange fog in front of the bathroom door.

It looks like a magical door, like something out of a video game.

- A doorway to another world. Once you go through it, you never seem to be able to come out again....

What is that?

It's my voice.

It echoes in my head like a monologue. This fog is a "portal to another world."?

"Did I hurt my head?

I check my head in the mirror in the living room, but there's no sign of injury.

My butt is just a little throbbing from where I hit it.

That's weird.

Just then, my latest smartphone, which Samantha bought me, rang.

- Hey, Mr. Elie. I'm out of town today....

- Can you come over in an hour?

- How about this evening?

- Put Mr. Eli hard cock in me♥ (photo with legs wide open and pussy exposed). Can't you come over now and give me a pounding?

- I'll buy you a meal tonight, Sister with big tits♥ (Photo of her hooking her fingers through her clothes, exposing her sternum).

I nonchalantly scroll through the blatant sex appeals of the married women I've fucked and check my latest messages.

- Don't go home. Hide out for a while!

It was a message from Samantha.

I had a terrible, terrible feeling.

- What should I do? He got it. I'm sorry.

"Mr. Elieous Kicd, are you home?"

Someone knocked on the front door.

I didn't answer because I had an ominous feeling, but the knocking got louder and louder.

"Open the door!"

"Who is it?"

"It's Samantha's husband. Son of a bitch!"

I knew this moment would come someday, but....

Why now?

"Open the door or I'll break it down!"

I hear the sound of the door breaking as I realize I brought a baseball bat with me.

I yelled as I spun the shoebox around to block the door.

"Calm down, mister!"

"Shut up. Open the door, I'll kill you!"

"I know, Ms. Samantha, but don't take this the wrong way!"

I was fucked. What the hell am I going to do?

All I can see is rice grains scattered on the floor and a mysterious gate.

There's nowhere to hide in the tiny, one-man dorm room. There's nowhere to run.

"How dare you touch my woman?"

Shit. I can't take it!

I stare at the crumbling door and shoebox, half-resigned.

"Set me straight, how much have you two been fucking, huh?"

"I'll kill you!"

"Calm down, mister. Samantha won't be happy about this either!"

"Arghh. I'll kill you."

If I hang in there, something will happen.

I was about to make a second stand in the bathroom when I realized.

"The bathroom is blocked by a gate!

- It's a gate to another world. Once you go through it, there's no going back....

I try the gate again, only to hear the same monologue.

All or nothing!

I don't know why this happened, but I feel a huge current trying to lead me to another world.

Maybe it's the cord of salvation that 10,000 grateful dick pokes sent down from the heavens!

Let's run.

Beyond the half-broken shoebox, I see Samantha's husband sulking.

"Samantha is not the kind of woman a scumbag like you should touch!"

Oh, really?

"I'll beat the crap out of you and turn you into a half-wit. It won't do you any good to regret touching my women now!"

I paused.

"Regret?"

How could I have any regrets after tasting that pussy?

I don't think I did anything wrong.

I was just living up to my destiny!

"Your wife's pussy tasted great!"

"What, what!?"

"That was delicious!"

"You bastard, stop!"

I threw myself against the gate without hesitation.