ÖLZIITEI: Boss, I’d like a Passion Coast, please

Chapter 1: It Radiates a Strange, Mesmerizing Color

I was lucky enough to be among the first to get the big kitty, www. Based on my partner’s comment that “a handsome kitty should obviously whip out a big black dick,” I ultimately went with the sparkling fantasy color version, hehe.

The moment I saw the product photos and description, I was already head over heels—oh my god, the big kitty! A fierce feline with dual personalities, that thick, muscular build, the textured ridges, the piercings… Uncle, please wreck me! TAT

 

After two days of waiting, my handsome kitty finally arrived. As soon as I got home in the afternoon, I gave the hottie a nice, fragrant bath.

The rows of barbs along his shaft were intensely textured, and as I gently ran my fingers over them in the warm water, their presence stimulated the sensitive nerves in my fingertips. Just imagining the intense sensations he’d soon bring inside me was enough to make me embarrassingly wet.

After showering myself, I laid out a towel on the bed, prepped the lube, and carefully brought out the gorgeous ÖLZIITEI. Having ridden Anubis before, I somehow mustered the courage to try lying flat and guiding him into my damp thicket—but of course, this little warrior’s attempt ended in failure.

I quickly grabbed the lube beside me and squeezed some onto the handsome guy’s wrapped glans. The lube from Four Fun was a milky white, creating a striking contrast against ÖLZIITEI’s dark purple-and-blue hues. His entire body shimmered subtly, and under the glow of the evening sun and my ring light, he radiated a strange, mesmerizing color that completely enchanted me.

With the help of the lube, his tip finally slid inside me. The cock ring and the rows of ridged barbs scraped against my inner walls, their presence even more intense than I’d anticipated. Overwhelmed by the sensation, I had to slow down, letting his shaft sink in bit by bit.

Each ridge and bump pressed against the soft flesh inside, sending unfamiliar yet tantalizing waves through me. I tried adjusting to their presence and pushed a little deeper—new, tingling sensations shot up from my thicket like electric currents, making me lightheaded.

ÖLZIITEI, boss… could I get a Passion Coast?

 

Chapter 2: The Dual-Sided Hunter

I inched forward until I was stuck at his thickest point. The barbs and piercing rings left my mind blank, and my hands instinctively guided him in shallow thrusts. My walls were teased relentlessly by countless ridges, drawing out soft moans.

But ÖLZIITEI seemed indifferent to my sounds. After five or six thrusts, he suddenly slammed deep inside me.

If Butterfly-Cat felt like a sweet, gentle kitten, then ÖLZIITEI was definitely a fierce, agile predator—honestly, they should rename him Big Tiger, TAT.

 

It was like he’d choked me—the moment he thrust in, my voice was completely stolen. It took me seconds to recover from the assault. His toned shaft seemed to fill me entirely, the ridges making my walls clench, only to trigger another wave of overwhelming stimulation.

But this little warrior, determined to conquer the wild cat, had a bold idea—she rotated ÖLZIITEI 180 degrees inside her. Thanks to his curved shape, the ridges and barbs on the other side now scraped against my walls, sending such violent, tingling pleasure that I nearly raised the white flag in surrender.

Now angled differently, the fierce kitty pressed against my deepest spot with an authoritative, unstoppable force—reminding me of his other side: Black Jack. That made me even more curious—just how powerful is the bounty hunter, Black Jack?

Putting it into action, the little warrior quickly regretted her overconfidence. With each thrust, his tip hammered into my deepest spot, the intensity surpassing even the barbed ridges, leaving me trembling, moaning, yet craving his next, even fiercer strike.

 

Chapter 3: The Cleaning Fee

After what must’ve been two orgasms, I sobbed in surrender. But he didn’t seem ready to let me off so easily—as he pulled out, the rows of barbs dragged over my sensitive spots, sending aftershocks of electric pleasure through my oversensitive body.

 

When he finally slid free, a warm rush followed—probably a mix of my own fluids and his milky release.

Guess riding will have to wait for next time. This overambitious little warrior couldn’t fully tame the wild cat on her first try—instead, she got fucked so hard that the towel and sheets were soaked.

Ugh… Uncle, the cleaning fee for these sheets is gonna be expensive—