Free Web NovelChapter 190: 190. She Can’t Contain Much In Her Mouth, And Don’t Think It’s Over Yet!**
Before she could even process his words, he gripped her head once more, his fingers digging into her scalp with a renewed, aggressive strength. He sat up slightly, his muscles rippling like coiled serpents, and began to thrust his cock back into her mouth with a sudden, violent intensity.
"Mmmph! Gllrrk! Hnnn!"
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Haruka let out a muffled, panicked sound as he slammed into her. He was thrusting so deep, so rapidly, that she had absolutely no way to draw air.
Her lungs burned, her chest constricted, and her eyes flew wide, watering as she fought the primal instinct to gag. She was being suffocated by his sheer size, her throat being hammered by the thick, unrelenting rhythm of his hips.
’He’s... he’s not stopping!’ she thought frantically, her vision beginning to blur at the edges from the lack of oxygen. ’How is he doing this?!’
’He just finished! He should be exhausted, but he’s stronger than ever’!
’It’s like he’s a monster... a god... a fucking demon!’
Mike’s eyes were dark, almost black with lust. He was watching her struggle, watching the way her face flushed and her eyes rolled back in a mix of suffocation and ecstasy.
He loved the power he held over her, the power to decide when she could breathe and when she had to drown in him.
"Take it! Swallow it all, you little slut!" he commanded, his voice a guttural roar.
He accelerated, his thrusts becoming a blur of motion. He drove himself into her with such ferocity that her entire head jerked violently back and forth.
He was pushing her past the point of pleasure, past the point of pain, into a realm of pure, overwhelming sensation where only his cock existed.
Then, he felt it, the second wave, even more violent and pressurized than the first. His muscles coiled, his entire body tensing like a spring about to snap.
"HERE IT COMES!" he bellowed. "TAKE ANOTHER ONE INTO YOUR JAPANESE MOUTH!"
With one final, earth-shattering lunge, he buried himself to the very hilt, his cock stretching her throat to the absolute breaking point. And then, the dam broke.
SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!
A massive, explosive burst of semen erupted from him. Because his cock was still shoved so deep into her, the sheer force of the ejaculation had nowhere to go but out.
A thick, hot torrent of white cream blasted out of her mouth, but the pressure was so intense that it actually sprayed upward, bursting out from the corners of her lips and even forcing its way out of her nostrils.
"GLRKK SPLURT!"
Haruka’s eyes went wide as she felt the hot, salty liquid erupting from her mouth and nose simultaneously. She was completely inundated, her face becoming a mask of his virility.
She felt like she was drowning in him, a literal flood of his essence filling her senses.
Mike let out a long, triumphant groan, his body shuddering with the force of the second release. He stayed buried deep inside her, his heavy, pulsing cock still twitching within her throat, as he watched her face, a look of pure, unadulterated dominance etched into his features.
He had not just satisfied her; he had completely and utterly owned her.
As Mike finally began to pull back, the sound of his massive, wet cock sliding out of her throat was a loud, visceral schlop that seemed to echo in the quiet room. Haruka slumped back against the mattress, her chest heaving as she finally, desperately, gasped for air.
But the air wasn’t the only thing she was feeling. As her mouth opened, a thick, heavy deluge of Mike’s semen began to pour out of her. It was an overwhelming amount, far more than she had ever imagined a man could produce.
It cascaded from her lips in creamy, white ribbons, coating her chin and dripping onto the sheets. It was so much, so thick and viscous, that her throat was already too sore and full to even attempt to swallow more.
’Oh my god...’ Haruka thought, her mind reeling in a state of pure, unadulterated shock. ’This is... this is impossible.’
’How can one man... how can he have this much?’
’It’s like he’s a fountain... It’s so thick... so heavy... it feels like it’s coating my entire throat and mouth.’
’I’ve never experienced this before... Ren could never handle it... no, I shouldn’t even think about Ren right now.’
’This is something else entirely. This is primal. This is... overwhelming.’
She stared at the white mess on her skin, her eyes wide and glazed. The taste was everywhere: salty, musky, and intensely masculine, and the sheer volume of it was making her feel lightheaded.
She felt completely saturated by him, as if he had literally poured his entire essence into her.
Mike sat back, watching her with a smug, satisfied grin, his muscular chest still glistening with sweat. He looked like a king surveying a conquered territory.
He didn’t say a word; he didn’t have to. The mess on her face said everything about his dominance.
Trembling, her hands still shaking from the intensity of the session, Haruka reached out toward the nightstand. Her fingers fumbled for a moment before she finally gripped a glass of water.
She lifted it to her lips, her eyes still fixed on Mike, as she began to drink.
She took small, slow sips, the cool water helping to wash away the thick, heavy coating of his semen from her throat and mouth. But even as the water cleared the taste, the sensation remained: the feeling of being filled, of being stretched, and the lingering, heavy warmth of him deep inside her.
’Slowly...’ she thought, her heart still thudding wildly against her ribs. ’Just breathe... Just drink...’ freeweɓnovel.cѳm
’But even the water... it feels different now... Everything feels different...’
’I feel like he’s left a permanent mark on me.’
’It feels as if there’s no going back to the girl I was before he broke me open.’
As she finished the water, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, but a stray drop of white cream escaped, trailing down her neck. She looked up at Mike, her gaze a mixture of exhaustion, lingering lust, and a profound, terrifying realization: she had been completely conquered by a force of nature.
Mike watched her drink the water, his eyes tracking the movement of her throat as she swallowed. The sight of her disheveled, covered in his essence, and looking utterly spent only served to stoke the fire still smoldering in his gut.
He wasn’t done. He had no intention of letting her rest.
An evil, predatory grin spread across his face as he began to move. He didn’t just sit up; he crawled across the bed with the slow, deliberate grace of a panther, his heavy, muscular body looming over her like a shadow. freeweɓnovel.cøm
Haruka felt the mattress dip and tilt as his weight shifted, and a sudden, sharp spike of anxiety pierced through her postcoital haze.
Before she could turn around, she felt his massive, hot chest press against her back. He wrapped his thick, powerful arms around her, pulling her small frame tightly against his hard, sweating muscles.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breath hot and ragged against her skin.
"Don’t think you’re getting a fucking break, you little slut," he whispered, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that seemed to rattle her very bones.
He let out a dark, amused chuckle, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "You think you’re done?"
"You haven’t even seen the half of it..."
"Now, it’s my turn to really fuck you..."
"You’re going to take every fucking inch of me, you hear? You’re mine to use."
Haruka’s heart began to race frantically. A wave of panic washed over her.
She could feel the sheer mass of him behind her, the heat radiating from his body, and she knew exactly what was coming.
’No... not yet!’ she thought, her breath hitching in her throat. ’My throat is still sore... my stomach feels so full... it’s going to hurt!’
’He’s too big... he’s going to stretch me until I break! Please, Mike, just a little rest...’
She tried to wiggle, to pull away, to find some leverage to escape his crushing embrace, but it was completely useless. Mike was a wall of muscle, an immovable force of nature.
With a sudden, dominant movement, he flipped her onto her stomach, pinning her to the mattress. Before she could even gasp, he had her wrists captured in one of his massive hands, pinning both of her arms above her head with effortless strength.
His weight arched her hips upward, leaving her completely exposed, her body trembling under the sheer intensity of his presence.
"Stay still," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Then, she felt it.
The tip of his cock, still hot, pulsing, and terrifyingly large, brushed against her entrance. Haruka froze, her entire body locking up in shock.
Even after everything, even after the sheer volume of what he had just released, his cock felt just as massive—no, it felt even larger now, harder and more imposing than before.
’It’s still... it’s still that huge?!’ Her mind screamed in pure, unadulterated terror. ’How? How is there more?!’
’It feels like a hot iron rod pressing against me... it’s so thick, it’s going to tear me apart!’
