Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 979: Kate’s Eyes Widening at My Huge Cock

My body slumped against the bed, my breathing shallow and uneven, my voice a slurred, dizzy murmur. ”Kate... I’m... fine...” I lied, my words dissolving into a groan as I pretended to fight consciousness. My eyelids fluttered weakly, my muscles twitching as if I were on the verge of passing out.

But Kate wasn’t buying it.

Her eyes were locked onto my sweat-slicked chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she took in the way my muscles flexed beneath my skin. ”No, you’re not,” she hissed, her voice thick with false concern—but her mind was already racing with something far darker, far more depraved. ”Look at you. You’re burning up. You can’t even—”

I tuned into her thoughts, my telepathy slicing through her mental barriers like a blade through silk.

Kate’s Thoughts (Telepathy):

[Why the FUCK is he still awake?! I put triple the dose of that aphrodisiac in his wine—the kind that’s supposed to knock a man out cold and leave him with a raging hard-on when he wakes up. Did I screw up the measurements?]

[No... no, it has to work. Once he’s out, I can do whatever I want. I can touch him, taste him, ride him—and he won’t even remember it.]

[Barry will walk in, see me on top of Jack, my tits bouncing, my ass slamming down on his cock, and he’ll think... he’ll think I’m finally getting what he can’t give me. Maybe it’ll make him jealous. Maybe it’ll make him hard again. Or maybe... maybe I won’t even care by then.]

Her fingers twitched at her sides, her pussy already throbbing, her panties damp with anticipation. ”I just need him out. Then I can take what I want. I can use him. I can own him.”

A dark, hungry smirk played on her lips. ”And if Barry walks in? Even better. Let him see. Let him watch his wife get what she deserves .”

I let my body go completely slack, my voice slurring into nothingness. ”I... feel... so sleepy...”

Kate’s breath hitched.

”Jack? JACK!”

She leaned in, her face inches from mine, her hot breath fanning over my lips. When I didn’t respond, a slow, triumphant smile spread across her face.

”It worked,” she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement. ”It actually worked.”

Her eyes darted to the door, listening for Barry’s approaching footsteps. ”He’ll be here any second,” she murmured, her fingers already flying to the buttons of her blouse. ”I don’t have much time.”

Through my AI Lens, I could see through my closed eyelids. I watched as Kate tore at her clothes, her movements frantic, her need too desperate to be graceful.

Her blouse hit the floor first, followed by her bra, her heavy tits spilling free, full, round, her nipples already hard as diamonds. She didn’t even bother with the skirt. She just shoved it down her thighs, stepping out of it before kicking it aside, leaving her in nothing but a tiny, lace-thin pair of black panties—already soaked through.

”Fuck,” she whimpered, her fingers pressing against the damp fabric, rubbing slow, teasing circles over her clit. ”I’m dripping just from looking at him.”

Her panties were ruined—dark with her juices, the fabric clinging to her swollen lips, the scent of her arousal thick in the air. A single, slow drag of her fingers over the lace made her shudder, a fresh gush of wetness seeping through.

”No, Kate,” she scolded herself, her voice trembling. ”Control yourself. You have a husband. A daughter. You can’t—”

Kate’s trembling fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants, yanking them down with a sharp tug. My boxers followed, and my cock sprang free—thick, heavy, the veins bulging like ropes beneath my skin.

”Oh my—” Kate’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of me.

I was massive—longer than her hand, thicker than her wrist, the head already dark with blood, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. The veins pulsed, throbbing with every heartbeat, the cock so hard it looked like it could crack stone.

”It’s... ” It’s bigger than I thought,” she whispered, her voice awed, her fingers hovering just above my cock like she was afraid to touch it. ”The veins... they look like they’re about to burst .”

She leaned in, her lips parting as she inhaled deeply, taking in my scent—musky, masculine, the raw aroma of a man at the peak of his lust.

”Just the smell is making me dizzy,” she moaned, her free hand slipping between her thighs, pressing against her soaked panties. ”I can smell him. Like... like sex and power and—”

She couldn’t finish.

Her fingers finally wrapped around my cock, her grip tight, almost reverent.

”It’s pulsing,” she gasped, her thumb brushing over the thick vein running along the underside. ”Even when he’s out, it’s still so hard. So alive .”

But then—

Something changed.

Her eyes widened as my cock swelled in her grip, the veins bulging even more, the head darkening to a deep, angry red. ”What the—?!” she gasped, her fingers convulsing around my cock as it grew even thicker, even heavier in her hand.

”Oh FUCK,” she whimpered, her voice trembling. ”It’s—it’s getting bigger !”

A fresh bead of pre-cum welled at my tip, glistening, before dripping down my cock, landing with a soft splat on her fingers.

”I—I’m so wet,” she whimpered, her free hand shoving her panties aside, her fingers slipping between her folds. ”Just from touching him...”

Her pussy was dripping —her juices coating her thighs, her clit swollen and throbbing, her entrance fluttering with need.

”I can’t... I can’t stop,” she panted, her voice breaking.

[Oh GOD, it’s huge. Thicker than Barry’s entire cock. The veins are like ropes, pulsing, throbbing... I bet it hurts when he’s hard like this. I bet it aches. And the pre-cum... it’s dripping like honey, thick and sticky...]

[What would it taste like? Salty? Sweet? I want to lick it. I want to suck him until he explodes down my throat. But no... no, I have to use him. I have to make Barry watch me ride this monster. I have to make him jealous. Make him want me again. Or... or maybe I’ll just keep Jack for myself. Maybe I’ll let him ruin me. Maybe I’ll let him breed me like the slut I am.]