Alkim gives Ania a taste of Heaven

Alkim

Alkim was very close to cumming.

Spoiled as he was by Mikaella’s enhanced oral techniques, he hadn’t really expected to cum in Ania’s mouth, but the older woman was giving it her all. He wondered if her performance could be attributed to his powers incentivizing her, or if she was just a lot sluttier than expected.

Probably a bit of both.

He might have asked her if she did this often, and how frequently, but comprehensive data collection wasn’t compatible with mood-appropriate dirty talking. Anyway, she wouldn’t have answered. Much like Mikaella, once she got going, Ania seemed either unwilling or unable to take her mouth away from his dick.

That might have been his favorite thing about Mikaella’s blowjobs: the sheer unbreaking devotion she displayed in getting his loads, and it seemed even hotter coming from the formerly composed socialite, now reduced to a slurping, moaning mess.

An hour ago, she was the queen of her castle, ready to take advantage of a younger man she’d clocked as too **** and too powerless to turn down her advances. Alkim might have been more galled by the ugliness of her soul if only her body weren’t so distractingly shapely. Luckily for himself and his housemates, Ania had chosen the one tenant who could exploit her desires so deeply.

Now, Alkim held the advantage, and he made sure Ania knew it.

He kept her mouth plugged, never once allowing her to speak. He fucked her face deeply, and forcefully, without pausing to let her breathe. He soon found himself acting more and more dominant, spanking her at his own whims, fingering her dripping pussy as he wished.

And Ania loved every second of it. She sucked and jerked and moaned with such glee, such dedication to his pleasure, that Alkim wasn’t sure a nine-point-eight earthquake could have shaken her loose.

Sensing his own orgasm approaching, Alkim shifted his focus from the blowjob to his internal chemistry. He decided to keep this load simple: just the same mix of addictive and feminizing chemicals that he’d been feeding Mikaella lately. Though, unlike the little Filipina, Ania came to him already sporting an excellent pear shape.

Let’s see how she does with some more estrogen and prolactin. I wanna see how fat those tits can get, maybe even her out a little. Then again, that could just make her grow more of everything…

The image of this deliciously thicc woman with Kate-sized tits combined with the fantastic blowjob proved to be too much. He felt himself crossing that final threshold.

“Oh fuck,” he grunted, pulling his fingers out of her spasming pussy. He squeezed her fat ass with one hand like a stress ball, while the other grabbed her hair and held her steady for a quick face-fucking. Her hands left his shaft and pressed lightly against his thighs, but that did little to slow him down. “Ah! I’m cumming! Get ready toO-AGH! SWALLOW! IT! ALL!”

It was not a request, but Ania seemed to moan her consent all the same.

His cock lurched in her mouth, sending the first few sprays into the back of her mouth. Of course, Alkim didn’t stop there. He yanked her in with her thick, black hair, pulling her mouth over more of his shaft. Though he knew she lacked Mikaella’s breath-holding enhancements, Alkim didn’t really care about her comfort just then: he needed to unload down her throat, and that’s precisely what he did.

At first, Ania gurgled and choked while he blocked her airways. Her makeup ran down her face, and her nails clawed at his thighs, but within seconds even this token resistance faded. With the head of his cock brushing past her uvula, he spent the next minute painting this woman’s esophagus with his beautifying, mind-altering cum.

She shook and trembled orgasmically while the flood of pearlescent semen overtook her mouth and spilled past her lips. Alkim was delighted to see that Ania, too, could orgasm from just the taste of his own.

Fuuuuuck yeah… hope that reaction is universal.

After about a minute, his orgasm finally began to wane, and he pulled his stiff cock out of his landlady’s gagging, gasping mouth. He was immensely pleased to see purple lipstick smeared over the bottom third of his shaft. Though, it would seem he withdrew a bit too soon, as his last few shots were sufficient to plaster her chin, give her pearl necklace its own pearl necklace, while still getting a decent amount on her chest.

All those fluids expended left Alkim a bit lightheaded, but Ania was still cumming, and he wanted to see how long it took for her to regain her composure. He helped her along—or rather delayed her recovery—by palming those perky tits of hers and rubbing her pussy. In any case, the extra attention certainly didn’t make her pussy any drier. After a minute, her eyelids finally shut, and her erratic shaking smoothed out till she was merely trembling.

Mikaella was the same that first time: swallowed my load, then came so hard she fucking passed out.

Operant conditioning was certainly an effective way to incentivize blowjobs: if going down on him came with a guarantee of powerful orgasms, then any woman who tasted him once would be all but guaranteed to try again.

Alkim continued observing her for a couple more minutes. Eventually, Ania’s trembling ended, and her breathing slowed. Figuring that she wasn’t going anywhere in the next few minutes, he decided to take a quick intermission to rehydrate and replenish his stores of energy.

“I’ll be right back,” he said to the semi-conscious woman before giving her ass a few reassuring pats, and went back downstairs to the kitchen, not even bothering to put his boxers on. There, he made himself a little sandwich, ate it in a few bites, and washed it down with a glass of water. He felt much better for it, already sensing his balls and prostate were working overtime to replenish his supply of chemical-rich semen.

Alkim grabbed the bottle of wine, their glasses, took them back upstairs, and set them down on the nightstand. He took this opportunity to circle around the bed, snapping a dozen pictures of her naked body to use as ****. Though he hoped they wouldn’t be necessary, he still wanted some sort of backup in case today's negotiations failed.

The photos told one hell of a story. Ania looked exhausted, completely tapped out. Excess cum dripped from her mouth into a growing, white puddle that was starting to soak into the cover sheet.

Doesn’t look like just an affair, more like she just finished a ten-man blowbang. Hope she bought a good washing machine for this place.

Inspired by his first time with Mikaella, Alkim scraped Ania’s empty glass through the pooling cum, and added the remainder from her face to the total. Soon, he’d collected a few tablespoons of his spunk in the glass.

“Oh my god…” Ania moaned. She moved one hand to her head and started working her jaw, while the other cupped her bare, slick pussy. “Mmmmmm… what just happened?”

Alkim smirked, “You came your fucking brains out after getting a bellyful of this.” He held the glass to her lips.

She stared for a moment, bit her lip, then opened wide.

“Good girl.” He poured right onto her tongue.

She moaned hungrily, swallowing everything in one gulp.

On impulse, Alkim took the glass away, and added in a spritz of wine. He swirled it around to rinse the cum from the sides, then handed it to her.

Ania drank that too, and just as greedily, purring like the cat that got the cream. Yet, once it was gone, the absurdity of what she’d just done seemed to sink in, and she stared down at the empty glass.

“Jesus…” she whispered, “Why… did I just do that?” She set the glass down on the nightstand, slowly, as if she no longer trusted her hands to follow her brain’s instructions.

Alkim put his hands on his hips, drawing her eyes back to his dangling cock. “Same reason those girls let me move in: I’m goddamn irresistible.”

She regarded him again with renewed lust. “Mmmm, yes you are…”

As if to prove his boast, Ania simply rolled onto her back, opened her legs for him, and began slipping off her wedding ring. It was as clear an invitation as any, but he stopped her there.

“Wait, leave it on. I’ve never taken a married woman before.”

“I’m glad to be your first.” She grinned devilishly and kept the ring on.

He grabbed all three condoms from the pocket of his discarded pants and slapped them down on the nightstand. Normally, he would have given his dick a twenty-minute break before starting round two, but his physiology had advanced well beyond that limitation. All he needed to do was add a simple vasodilator to his bloodstream—DIY Viagra—and watch as Ania’s hungry gaze tracked his rehardening cock. Once he’d stiffened completely, he unwrapped a condom and rolled it over his eager dick. He didn’t love the feeling of latex, but safe sex was still sex.

Alkim climbed onto the bed, grabbed one of Ania’s shapely legs, and maneuvered the head of his cock to her drooling pussy. The inner portions of her thighs had been polished to a fine, reflective sheen by her juices, but that was nothing next to that messy, wet cunt in the middle.

Fuuck, if she gets any wetter, she could faint from dehydration.

“Please…” Ania whined, bucking her hips up to meet him, “Pleeeeaaase, just fuck me already.” She was impatiently trying to **** the head of his shaft inside.

Alkim found her intense lust incredibly hot but was struck by a passing fancy. “Flip over, I want to see that ass shake.”

Ania complied instantly, forcing her legs closed with a loud clap, and turned over onto her hands and knees, doggy style. She started bouncing her huge ass for his approval, peering over her shoulder to gauge his reaction.

He certainly approved of the desperation in her eyes.

“As you wish.”

No more foreplay.

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