Mouth

Those thick, glistening lips are your next target. You feel this has been a bit too Viv-focused so far, and not enough Richard.

You give her left nipple one last, hard suck, and let go of it with a popping nose. Viveca jumps a little at that, but manages to keep it together. You focus on the QEBP, and with a twinge of regret you make her wonderful tits retract, and the QEBP shrink back to its original size. Viv appears to relax a bit when this happens, glancing down at her chest to see what the strange feeling was.

You intend to give her something else to think about though, as you focus on that slight, ever-present pout and make the ball in your hands ripple once again, shaping itself into a perfect replica of Viveca Holdenbuch's luscious mouth.

She reacts to that, looking up again and into one of the mirrors that cover the inside of the elevator. She opens her mouth wide and plays her tongue along the inside of her cheek, trying to see what she just felt. From your perspective, the mouth in your hands opens invitingly and a wet, red tongue starts welcoming you in.

This is just too much for you to handle. You unzip your pants and pull down your underwear, your cock springing out. You move the mouth closer, until you can feel its hot breath tickling your glans. You are ready to burst from the sight of that gorgeous mouth licking itself so close to your manhood, but you move it even closer and gently rub your dick against its pillowy lips. They feel just as wonderful as you imagined: warm, wet, soft... You are exercising every bit of restraint you have not to plunge them all the way down your shaft and bury them in your pubic hair.

Viveca is meanwhile trying to figure out what the strange feeling in her lips is. She leans up close to the mirror and mumbles to herself "Am I allergic to something? Was it the lobst-"

When the lips start moving, you quickly put the head of your dick in between them, as if though she was gently nibbling it. When you do so, Viv realizes she can't properly close her lips. She instinctively licks them, and encounters your glans. She looks confused as to what's happening, probing the unseen object with her tongue. She traces the contours of your head, lapping over and slightly into your urethra, traveling down to your frenulum and further down your shaft. Realization slowly dawns on her face.

The sight and feeling is overwhelming, and you can't hold back any longer. You push the mouth down onto your cock hard, feeling the tongue give way to your glans shoving into the back of her mouth and past, diving deep into her throat. A small part of your mind is impressed at how easily she took you in. She really does have a mouth made for sucking cock.

Her mouth and throat seizes, squeezing your length in rhythmic contractions. You can't focus on anything but how good this feels, and Viveca clutching her throat and scrambling for the ghost dick forcing itself into her. You feel your load making its way through your body to explode into Viv, so you pull the QEBP all the way up until your glans is squeezed out of her throat and is pressed against her flailing tongue again. Viv's body slightly relaxes, until you slam the mouth down again, burying yourself to the hilt. Her eyes go wide, but before she has time to do anything else, you start fucking her throat in earnest.

The QEBP makes it impossible for her to resist you, she has **** but to take your whole length pumping up and down her warm and tight throat hole. Your mind is pure ecstacy as you groan and buck and shove yourself harder and faster in and out, in and out, deeper and deeper, until the most explosive orgasm you've had in your life rocks your whole body and you **** those wonderful lips all the way down and into the folds of your crotch, pushing with all your strength so you can feel her lips and tongue struggle uselessly against your skin, as you empty yourself straight into her stomach, pumping what feels like a year's worth of cum into the flailing woman.

You hold it there while gasping for air as you watch Viv flounder around the elevator, freaking out and grasping at the railing, her throat, her lips, trying to escape whatever phantom is violently using her throat as his personal cocksleeve. You slowly pull yourself out of her, savoring every millimeter that her lips are dragging over your cock, and the slight pop as your head exits her throat.

As you leave her mouth completely, a sticky strand of cum connects your dick to her lips, and you watch it vibrate and twitch with every gasping, wracking breath she forces into herself. Viv is now sitting in a corner of the elevator, tits heaving as she's sucking down air and clutching at her throat. Her hair is a mess, covering her eyes and shoulders, and her makeup has run all over her face.

Right then the elevator dings. She's arrived at her destination.