My Netori Life With System: Stealing Milfs And Virgins

Chapter 34. She Was Soaked With White Liquid From Face to Chest!**

My Netori Life With System: Stealing Milfs And Virgins

Chapter 34. She Was Soaked With White Liquid From Face to Chest!**

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Chapter 34: 34. She Was Soaked With White Liquid From Face to Chest!**

He gave her nipples one final, punishing squeeze before pushing her back and releasing her, leaving her gasping for air, her chest burning and her mind reeling from the sheer cruelty of his words and the intensity of his touch.

The verbal onslaught was only the beginning. Mike was done with the games, but he wanted to drown her in his dominance. Seeing her gasping and trembling, he decided it was time to silence her completely.

SLAP!

"NGGGHH!"

Another sharp, stinging strike landed on her cheek, snapping her head to the side and forcing her mouth to fly open in a silent gasp of shock. Before she could even catch her breath or close her lips, Mike seized the opportunity.

"Open wide," he growled, his voice a dark, commanding roar.

With a powerful, singular motion, he drove his massive, throbbing shaft straight into her mouth.

"HNGGGHHH! MMMPPOOOHHHH!!!" Madison’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head.

The sheer size of him was overwhelming; his cock felt like a solid pillar of heat, stretching her jaw to its absolute limit and filling her mouth so completely she felt she might choke. The taste of him, the musk and the raw, unbridled masculinity, flooded her senses, leaving her lightheaded.

"If you let your teeth touch it... I’ll make sure you’ll regret it," Mike said. "Make sure to use your tongue more, got that?! And drool more to lube it up!"

’W-What’s going on?! No...! My tongue’s stinging...!’ Madison thought. ’My nipples are tingling as well...! It stinks so much that my head went blank...

But he wasn’t finished. As he began to thrust into her mouth with a brutal, rhythmic force, he used his hands to maintain his dual assault.

He reached down, grabbing both of her massive, reddened breasts and pulling them upward, sandwiching them tightly against the base of his shaft.

He was essentially fucking her mouth and her tits simultaneously. Every time he lunged forward, burying himself deep into her throat, his heavy-duty-sized cock crushed her breasts against his pelvis, the friction of his pubic hair and the sheer pressure of his weight grinding into her sensitive, swollen nipples.

"That’s it," Mike grunted, his hips moving with a savage, piston-like intensity. "Take it all!"

"Swallow every inch of me, you little slut!"

"I’m using the mouth of a bitch who was so damn cheeky with me like a cock-sleeve!"

He was fucking her with a terrifying, unrefined roughness. There was no tenderness here, no "gentlemanly" care like Kyle would ever provide.

This was a primal takeover. He was treating her mouth like a conquest, his thrusts deep and unapologetic, forcing her head back and forth as he claimed her.

Madison was in a state of total sensory overload. The sensation of him stretching her throat, the agonizingly beautiful pressure on her breasts, and the humiliating, overwhelming feeling of being treated like a mere vessel for his pleasure sent her spiraling.

’This is... torture... I can’t... my mind... please no... don’t... try to feel it...!’ Her eyes were streaming with tears, her muffled moans lost against the thick-veined length of him.

She was being pulverized by his dominance. Every lunge of his hips felt like a statement of ownership, a physical declaration that her body no longer belonged to her, to Kyle, or to the public; it belonged to the man currently ravaging her mouth and crushing her tits with his sheer, overwhelming mass.

The assault was relentless. Mike was a machine of pure, unadulterated lust and dominance, his hips working with a savage, rhythmic violence that showed no sign of slowing.

He was driving himself into her mouth with a depth that felt almost impossible, his heavy, corded shaft sliding against her tongue and the roof of her mouth with a friction that made her entire head swim.

"Hahahahahaha!!!" Mike laughed. "Don’t you like that?! FEEL EVERYTHING UNTIL YOUR BODY FELL MORE FOR ME!!!"

Simultaneously, his hands were merciless. He kept squeezing her breasts and pulling them upward, crushing the soft, swollen flesh against the base of his cock with every thunderous thrust.

The combination of the intense stretching in her throat and the bruising, heavy pressure on her chest created a sensory storm that Madison could barely navigate.

’This is... this is madness,’ Madison thought, her mind spinning in a dizzying haze of pain, pleasure, and pure, unmitigated shock. ’It’s nothing like anything I’ve experienced before.’

’Everything is enormous, so heavy... it’s like being consumed by him.’

’There’s no space for me, no space for my thoughts, just this... this overwhelming presence.’

As he hammered into her, she felt a strange, terrifying realization taking root in the depths of her consciousness. ’It’s a new feeling. A terrifying, humiliating, beautiful new feeling.’

’To be completely dominated like this... to be used so brutally that you forget you were ever a person... you’re just a thing for him to take. And the worst part... the most shameful part... is that my body is responding to it.’

’My body is screaming for more of this destruction.’

Mike, however, wasn’t interested in her internal philosophical crisis. He was focused on the visceral reality of his conquest.

He looked down at her, his eyes dark and hooded, watching her face. He saw the way her eyes were rolled back, the way her tears streaked her cheeks, and the way her mouth was stretched wide, desperately trying to accommodate his massive girth.

Seeing her so completely broken, so utterly overwhelmed by his size and his strength, sent a surge of pure, ego-driven euphoria through him. The sight of the untouchable Madison Reed reduced to a gasping, weeping, gagging mess beneath him was the ultimate aphrodisiac.

"GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK!"

"Yeah... look at you," Mike groaned, his voice a low, ragged growl. His thrusts were becoming even faster, even more frantic, the slapping sound of his pelvis hitting her face echoing through the room. "Taking it like my FIRST bitch...!"

"GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK!"

"You love it, don’t you?!" Mike grinned. "You love being my little toy!"

He could feel the pressure building in his loins, a volcanic tension that was reaching its breaking point. The sensation of her tight, wet throat squeezing him, combined with the incredible feeling of her breasts being crushed against him, was pushing him over the edge.

"God, you’re so tight..." he hissed, his teeth bared in a grimace of intense pleasure. "Almost there... Madison... hold on... because here it comes!"

His movements became a blur of motion, his hips slamming into her with a desperate, final urgency. He was on the precipice, his entire body coiled like a spring, ready to explode and mark her with the final, undeniable proof of his victory.

The tension in the room reached a fever pitch, a crescendo of raw, animalistic dominance. Mike’s muscles corded and locked, his entire frame trembling with the sheer force of his impending release.

His thrusts became frantic, shallow, and incredibly violent, his hips slamming against her face with a rhythmic thudding sound that signaled the end.

"GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK! GLCK!"

"Here...!" he roared, a guttural, primal sound that seemed to shake the very walls. "I’M GONNA FINISH INSIDE YOUR MOUTH!!!"

Then, it happened. With a violent convulsion of his entire body, Mike erupted.

SPLUUUUUUUURRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT~!

"AHH SHITT~! IT’S SO THICK BECAUSE OF HOW GOOD IT IS...!"

A massive, hot torrent of thick, creamy semen blasted into the back of Madison’s throat. It wasn’t just a spurt, but it was a deluge.

She had never experienced anything like this in her life. Usually, the sensations were controlled, polite, and brief, but this was an endless, pulsing flood of heat that seemed to defy the laws of biology.

But this... the volume was staggering, filling her mouth instantly, surging past her tongue and flooding her throat.

"MPPPPRRGGGHH! GLLLPPHHH! HHNNNGGGGHHH!" Madison’s eyes flew wide, her body jolting as she instinctively tried to swallow, but there was simply too much.

The sheer velocity and quantity of the semen forced her to tilt her head back, her throat working frantically as she struggled to keep up with the unending stream.

As the pulses continued, the overflow began to spill. Thick, white ropes of semen escaped the corners of her lips, cascading down her chin and neck.

Because he was still thrusting with such force, the excess semen was sprayed upward, coating her chest. It splattered across her massive, reddened breasts, the viscous, creamy fluid clinging to the curves and pooling in the cleavage, matting her skin in a glistening, pearlescent layer.

Finally, with one last, shuddering groan, Mike’s body went limp against her, his thrusts slowing to a heavy, exhausted twitch. He slowly, reluctantly, pulled his massive, still throbbing cock out of her mouth.

"Ahhhh... good shit~!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The sight was breathtaking in its brutality.

Madison collapsed back onto her heels, gasping for air, her chest heaving. Her face was a mask of beautiful chaos; her lips were swollen and coated in white, and her cheeks were streaked with the creamy evidence of his climax.

Her blonde hair was matted and damp, clinging to her face. "Hahhhh... hahhhh... grrgggh...."

But it was her upper body that truly told the story of his conquest. Her massive tits, already bruised and red from his earlier assault, were now heavily coated in thick, white-streaked semen.

It dripped slowly from her nipples and ran in heavy, slow-moving rivulets down the underside of her breasts, catching the light and making her skin shimmer with the mark of his ownership.

She looked like a goddess of debauchery, a fallen starlet completely drenched in the essence of the man who had just broken her.

Mike stood over her, breathing heavily, his eyes roaming over her semen-soaked form with a look of supreme, godlike satisfaction. He didn’t see a victim, but he saw a masterpiece he had just painted with his own body.

"Look at you," he whispered, his voice thick with pride as he gestured to her messy, drenched body. "Look at what you’ve become...!"

"My perfect, messy little slut."

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