Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 623: It’s Still Getting Thicker!

I hissed, my cock jerking in her hand, my balls tightening. ”You little—”

”Shhh,” she cut me off, her lips brushing the head of my cock, her tongue darting out to lap at the pre-cum before she pulled back, her eyes gleaming with triumph. ”You started this. Now you take it.”

And then her mouth was on me fully, her lips sealing around the head, her tongue swirling, her hand working the base in tight, twisting motions. She hollowed her cheeks, taking me deeper, her nose pressing against my skin, her throat opening—

—and I fucking lost it.

My hands flew to her head, fisting her hair so hard her scalp burned, and I shoved her face down my cock with a violent jerk. Her throat made a wet, choking sound as I rammed past her gag reflex, her eyes watering instantly, mascara-smudged tears streaking down her cheeks.

But she didn’t fucking pull back. No—she moaned, a muffled, guttural ”Mmmf—!” that vibrated around my cock, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain straight to my balls.

”Fucking take it,” I snarled, my voice a gravelly mess, unrecognizable even to myself. My hips pistoned, shoving her deeper, harder, my cock hitting the back of her throat with every thrust. ”All the way down, you slut— swallow that cock like a good little whore.”

She obeyed.

Her tongue lashed the underside of my cock, flat and wet, while her lips stretched obscenely around my cock, saliva dripping down her chin. Her throat fluttered, struggling to swallow me, but she forced it, gagging around me, her nails digging into my thighs like she needed something to anchor herself to.

”Nngh—! Mmm— Fuck—!” Her voice was distorted, muffled, but the words were clear—filthy, desperate. ”Choke me on it... ruin my throat...” She pulled back just enough to gasp, her lips swollen, glistening, before diving back down, taking me all the way again.

The sounds she made—wet, sloppy, desperate—filled the room, mixing with the obscene squelch of her mouth, the slap of skin, the rasp of her breath. My own grunts were animalistic, broken, lost in the haze of lust.

”Mmm— You love this, don’t you?” she slurred, her voice a filthy, gargled mess around my cock. ”Love when I make you lose that fucking control—” Her tongue swirled around the head, her hand stroking the base, twisting just right—

I yanked her hair, forcing her to look up at me, my cock glistening with her spit, throbbing in her grip. ”Keep talking,” I hissed, my voice a razor, ”and I’ll fuck your mouth until you can’t even remember your name.”

She laughed—a broken, wet sound—before shoving herself back down my cock, taking me all the way again. Her throat convulsed, her eyes rolling back as I held her there, counting the seconds before she tapped out.

But she didn’t.

Instead, she pulled off with a gasping, sloppy pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock. Her breath came in ragged, wet gasps, but her eyes were fired up, defiant.

”Mmm... Not done yet, baby.” Her voice was hoarse, raw, but she grinned wickedly before shifting behind me.

I felt her breath first—hot, humid—against my ass, then the flat of her tongue, dragging a slow, wet path from my taint all the way up to my hole. My entire body locked, a growl ripping from my throat as her tongue circled, pressed, and teased.

”Fuck—!” I barked, my cock twitching violently in her hand as she stroked me slowly, torturously.

”Mmm... Taste so good,” she murmured, her voice muffled against my skin. ”Bet you never let anyone do this to you...” Her tongue pushed inside, just the tip, flicking, probing, while her hand tightened around my cock, stroking in time with her licking.

”Nngh— Fucking—” I growled, my hands clenching into fists, my body trembling with the effort of not shoving her face back into the tile.

”Mmm-hmm...” she hummed, the vibration making my cock jerk. ”Such a dirty boy... Letting me lick your ass while you drip all over my hand...” Her tongue pressed deeper, her fingers twisting over the head of my cock, smearing the pre-cum in circles.

”You cunt—” I hissed, but the word died in a groan as she sucked my hole, her tongue fucking me just enough to make my legs shake.

”Mmm... Bet you wish you could fuck me right now,” she taunted, her voice muffled against my skin. ”But you can’t, can you? Not when I’m owning this ass...” Her tongue swirled, her hand stroking faster, harder, her other hand cupping my balls, squeezing just enough to make me see stars.

”Fuck— I’m gonna—”

”Mmm... Do it,” she panted, her tongue flicking my hole one last time before pulling back, her hand flying up to wrap around my cock, stroking me roughly, demanding. ”Come for me, baby... All over my hand... My face... Anywhere you want...”

I fucking lost it

With a snarl, I activated my abilities—Endurance God and Cum Monster—feeling the surge of raw, unnatural power flood my veins.

”Bitch,” I growled, my voice a guttural, inhuman rasp, ”you have no fucking idea... what I’m gonna do to your pussy.”

My cock pulsed, swelling with a sickening, wet pop as I triggered my Body Manipulation, forcing the tissues to expand, thicken, and distend beyond natural limits. The veins along my cock bulged, darkening as blood rushed in, the head flaring like a monstrous mushroom, glistening with pre-cum.

Emily’s face was still pressed against my ass, her tongue flicking against my hole, unaware—until her fingers, wrapped around my cock, suddenly couldn’t touch.

A choked, disbelieving ”W-What the—?!” tore from her throat, her grip slipping as my cock expanded beneath her palm. She tried to adjust, her fingers stretching, straining—but it was useless. The more she squeezed, the more my cock pushed back, thickening, swelling, forcing her hand open.

”N-No— No, no, no—!” Her voice was panicked, muffled against my skin, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. ”It’s— It’s getting bigger—! Are you— are you about to cum? You can’t lie—!”

I grinned, dark, feral, and stepped forward, shoving her back just enough to break her grip. Then I turned around.

Her eyes were wide, shocked, her mouth hanging open as she stared at my cock—now monstrous, veiny, throbbing, thicker than it had any right to be.

”H-How is this— possible...?” Her voice was a whisper, disbelieving, her fingers trembling as she reached out—not to touch, but to measure the distance between her thumb and forefinger, as if proving to herself that yes, it had grown. ”So much thicker than before—!”

I chuckled, low, dangerous, and grabbed my cock, stroking it slowly, letting her see the way it pulsed, the way the head swelled, glistening with pre-cum.

”You thought I was fully erect before?” I laughed, mocking, as I stepped closer, forcing her to crane her neck to keep her eyes on it. ”Baby...” I leaned in, my breath hot against her ear, ”I wasn’t even halfway there.”

Her breath hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her nipples hard against the thin fabric of her top. She swallowed hard, her throat bobbing, but she didn’t back down. Instead, her tongue darted out, wetting her lips, her eyes locked on my cock like it was the only thing in the world.