Hentai Dragon King

"Yaaaaaaaaah! Ah! Aaaaaaaaah! Pee! Pee!"

Her tear-mixed screams tickle my glans, making my cock even harder.

There’s an argument that it’s wrong to get aroused by something so pitiful.

It’s a reasonable claim.

But my dick is getting harder and harder as it watches Kemololi scream and cry.

That’s right. I just remembered.

The sin I carry is comparable to the one from jerking off to the voices of little girls cheering for a Puchikyu plushie show.

I was a genuine pervert who gets excited by the screams of young girls.

Yes. It was during the Olympics—

Even though I’m not interested in sports, I would watch women’s events with high exposure like volleyball, beach volleyball, synchronized swimming, and rhythmic gymnastics.

I wasn’t interested in the actual competition. I only watched the cute athletes I liked moving their bodies in revealing leotards. I enjoyed the provocative appearances of young women from all races gathered from around the world.

Would they show a close-up of the crotch?

Would they show off their soft-looking asses?

Even knowing it was a contemptible act, I watched women’s Olympic events purely with lewd eyes.

After enjoying the Olympics on TV, I would search for "small penis" videos online.

My favorite was rhythmic gymnastics. They spread their legs so wide.

I would search with keywords like rhythmic gymnastics, leotard, and erotic, looking for naughty videos. While wandering through the erotic wasteland, I one day arrived at a deeply sinful video.

It was a video of a ○sian gymnastics school.

A very young girl who looked preschool-aged was doing stretches under the guidance of an adult coach. She had short limbs, a body with almost no curves, and such a loli figure that you could barely tell she had any butt unless you looked closely.

The girl spread her legs — already at 180 degrees like an I-split — but the coach pressed down on her from above. It was probably part of flexibility training. A practice to make the body flexible from a young age.

The girl screamed in pain. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

I didn’t understand ○sian, but screams are universal. She cried with tears streaming down, mouth open, screaming "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The coach didn’t stop. The girl kept reaching toward her own crotch to ease the pain even a little, while continuing to scream in agony.

There was a realism there that wasn’t present in 2D ryona images.

Her legs were pointed forward like the forward-swept wings of a Russian Sukhoi 47 fighter jet. Anyone seeing it for the first time would be shocked by its bizarre shape.

Normal fighter jet wings extend diagonally backward from the fuselage. But the Su-47’s wingtips point forward.

The legs of the ○sian little girl doing stretches were also pointing upward instead of downward from her torso. I was so moved by the hip joint’s range of motion that exceeded all limits that I came.

I wondered what the vertical line at the base of her probably never-retracted foreskin-covered clitoris looked like. Was it stretched to the limit under that thin leotard?

The darkened tights told the story of how harsh the girl’s training was. Ah, I wanted that little girl to step on my dick with those darkened white tights. I had defiled the sight of a young girl’s effort and hard work with my disgusting lust!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaah! Yaaaaaaaaah!"

Kemololi screams, her entire face stained with tears and drool.

Because Kemololi has a perfectly round body, her hip joints are wide and her legs are spread to the sides, making her look like she’s doing a full I-split. Her spread is just as impressive as that ○sian girl’s. Since she’s completely naked and barefoot, the soles of her feet are dirty with mud.

My dick is rock hard.

*Pichan...*

"It reached!"

The ultra-thin tornado has reached her bladder!

*Picha!*

*Bicha!*

*Bichacha!*

The tornado, with nowhere to go, rampages inside her bladder. The sound of liquid being stirred echoes from Kemololi’s lower abdomen.

"Oh... oh..."

Kemololi is on the verge of passing out. There’s no time to waste. I have to make her expel the poisoned piss!

*Bokoh!*

Kemololi’s belly swelled up. The wind being pumped in inflated her bladder, pushing her stomach up from the inside.

"Ooooh... uuu..."

Kemololi is suffering, but I can’t weaken the wind pressure masturbation here. I need to pump even more wind in to force the piss out of her bladder!

My own dick is also reaching its limit from the continuous stimulation, but I can’t show any weakness.

"Even if my glans gets crushed, it’s fine! I’m saving Kemololi! Uoooooooh! Wind Pressure Masturbation!"

*Gyururururururuuuu!*

*Byugun!*

Kemololi’s urethra expanded.

"Now! Force the piss out of the bladder!"

*Guooh!*

*Pushaa!*

For a moment, gold scattered.

Immediately after, *pushashaa!* a yellow mist spread.

It came out!

The poisoned piss has left her body!

Go! Empty every last drop of piss from the bladder!

*Pushi, pushi, pushaaaa!*

Along with the thick mist, the sweet scent of urine spreads.

"Go ooooooo! Uhh. Ah... Uhh!"

My dick has reached its limit. Semen rises from the base of the shaft toward the tip as if being sucked up. No — it’s not just "as if." The vacuum created by the tornado is literally sucking it up.

*Paang!*

The semen shot through the vas deferens and urethra at several times the normal speed and exploded out of the tip.

"Fuaaaaaah...! Ah! Oh...!"

At the same time, Kemololi’s belly swelled up even larger with a *bokoh!*. With the urine gone, her bladder was now filled with air.

I release the wind pressure masturbation.

The final whirlwind scatters a circle made of Kemololi’s piss mixed with my semen around us.

It’s light. A ring of light spreads...

It looks like an angel descending.

How divine...

"You did great, Masaharu."

"Y-yeah... Haa... Haa... What about Kemololi...?"

"She lost consciousness, but she’s okay."

"I see..."

*Bubyu, bubyubyu...*

Kemololi’s belly slowly deflates as air leaks out from her urethral opening.

"Masaharu. Come here."

"Yeah."

Still weak in the waist right after ejaculating, I follow Lucia’s invitation and sit on the chair.

Lucia is sitting on the desk with Kemololi sitting on her lap.

So when I shift my gaze to the right, I can clearly see Kemololi’s expanded urethral opening, gaping open. It will probably close soon, but right now it’s open wide enough that a toothpick could probably fit. I think it’s fine, but just in case she’s injured, I should lick it.

*Pero pero...*

Ah, the taste of piss. Good. Kemololi will be saved...

Lucia stands up and sits Kemololi down on the chair.

Then.

"Come here."

"Eh?"

She grabs my waist, lifts me up lightly, and sits me on the desk.

Now Kemololi’s face is positioned right in front of my crotch.

"Lucia, what are you—?"

"Your semen, which has drunk my love juices, has become an elixir."

"So that really was the reason..."

I already knew my semen had recovery effects from the time I put it in Iria’s ass and from Iferasuki’s blowjob. Now the reason it became an elixir is clear.

"Kemololi has used up a lot of stamina. So let her suck the elixir still left in your dick."

Lucia grabs Kemololi’s cheeks, opens her mouth, and makes her take my cock.

"O... uhh..."

Just the glans alone fills Kemololi’s tiny mouth completely. It’s extremely tight.

"Hau... H-hey, Kemololi..."

*Chuu. Chuu.*

Even though she should be unconscious, Kemololi starts sucking on my dick.

She didn’t even know what a pussy was, yet she’s sucking cock...

Her mouth is too small, so the glans keeps slipping out.

Kemololi grabs the shaft with her tiny hands.

"Mama..."

"Eh?"

She puts her small mouth against the tip like she’s kissing it, then starts sucking again.

*Chuu. Chuu.*

"I see... You miss your mama, huh."

She must be having a gentle dream.

She’s probably mistaking my cum for her Kemomama’s breast milk.

"You did so well, Kemololi..."

I gently stroke Kemololi’s head.

Lucia strokes Kemololi’s back.

The two of us kept caressing Kemololi’s whole body.

You did great, Kemololi.