Pheromone Monster
"Stay still."
She dropped to her knees on the floor and took my cock into her mouth.
Perhaps it was the experience that came with age. Sophia showed no hesitation when it came to sucking cock. Most women felt some aversion to fellatio, but she seemed to know how to enjoy it.
She swallowed me down to the root and sucked with everything she had. Pleasure so intense it felt like my cock might come clean off wrenched a soft moan from my throat. She paid my reaction no mind, bobbing her head back and forth as she kept going.
Her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. She was giving me a masterclass in what a true vacuum blowjob looked like.
"Oh, Sophia. That's a little intense!"
Instead of answering, she cupped my balls and kneaded them. Pleasure surged up hard. I couldn't hold back — I came in her mouth. Thick white cum flooded her so completely it spilled out past her lips.
Even Sophia had no choice but to spit my cock free. She gulped the cum down in thick swallows, then wiped what clung to her lips and chin with her palm.
"That's an incredible amount. And… it tastes wonderful. Now then — shall we continue the next game?"
"Does the game still mean anything at this point? Let's just enjoy each other."
I took her by the shoulders where she still knelt on the floor and pulled her up. She let herself be drawn along with a show of reluctance and sprawled face-down across the bed, lowering her upper body and lifting her ass. From behind her I gripped those cheeks and spread them as wide as they would go.
Pussy juice dripped in thick strands, and her asshole flexed open, flashing a glimpse of the soft flesh within.
I touched her slick, messy cunt. Her thick, drooping labia minora brushed and dragged against my fingers. It was a plump pussy, and the feel of it under my hands was exquisite — the flesh of it wrapping snug around my fingers.
I scraped along the back of her labia, flicked her clit, then drove my middle finger deep into her entrance and stirred.
"Hahk— ah… h-how long are you just going to keep touching me?! Nngh… hngh… ahn!"
I pulled my fingers free. They came away coated in her juices.
"Sophia's pussy feels great to play with. Ever think about modeling a fidget toy after the shape of it? It'd sell like crazy."
"Hah… hahk…. Stop joking around and shove that huge cock into my pussy already! That's what you want, isn't it!"
"It is. But for some reason I just keep wanting to keep touching this pussy."
I took hold of her pussy lips and toyed with them. Sophia was enjoying my hands — until she suddenly screamed.
"Stop teasing me! I'm going to go insane!"
"Sophia. Shake that ass for me like a whore. That might put me in the mood to fuck you."
"……."
Sophia moved her hips. I watched her lewd display with open enjoyment.
"Faster."
Her swaying ass sped up. Maybe it was my imagination, but even her thick labia seemed to flutter as if they were trying to seduce me.
I took my hard cock in hand and set it against her cunt. Those plump labia wrapped around me soft and snug. I pushed my hips forward.
"Aaahn, aaaaaaah!"
As my thick cock sank into her pussy, the labia that had been cradling it rolled inward with it.
I eased my hips back. The labia that had been sucked in came free again. I pushed back in. In and out, over and over. Every time, the way those fluttering lips moved was almost funny. Eventually my cock bottomed out against her cervix.
"Oh yes! Yesss! Fuck me! Fuck, fuck!"
Sophia twisted to look back at me. Her face was contorted, teeth gritted. She glared at me, demanding I start pistoning already.
I'd been taking my time savoring her pussy, but her urgency finally got the better of me. I started moving my hips.
"Hoo. Time to start combat sex."
I cracked one of her big ass cheeks hard, announcing the start of combat sex with a sharp slap.
Every time my cock plunged in and out of her cunt, sticky juices poured out of her.
"Oh, fuck yeah!"
Sophia's upper body rose. Her dazzling blonde hair scattered, her back arched like a drawn bow. Her slightly sagging breasts bounced and swayed with the rebound. From behind, I seized both of them in a hard grip.
"Yessssss!"
Sophia roared. Maybe it was the Pheromone Burst Perfume flooding her system with lust — she hit her climax barely a minute into combat sex. Her tongue lolled out, eyes rolling upward as the orgasm took her. Needless to say, her pussy convulsed hard around me.
I yanked on the breasts I was still gripping, hauling them like I meant to tear them free.
"Aaaagh! Haaaagh!"
Sophia cried out. The single bed shook violently. Her nails raked down my thighs, leaving red lines — though not deep enough to draw blood.
"Sophia! Don't just get off by yourself! Make it good for me too!"
Every snap of my hips sent waves rolling through her big ass.
Sophia wasn't an Awakened. Her face was celebrity-grade, youthful enough to pass for far younger, but she couldn't overcome the body she'd been born with. Her breasts and ass lacked the firmness of a woman in her twenties. What they had instead was a softness no twenty-something could match — a ripe, full-bodied sensuality.
I pressed my whole body against hers. There was a strange magic in her flesh.
"Yes! Oh yes!!"
My cock kept driving into her pussy without rest.
Combat sex ended after two hours.
Of course I wasn't satisfied. A man who could fuck all day without flagging was never going to be content with a mere two hours.
But if I keep going like this… Sophia will die of exhaustion.
She was an ordinary person. Lasting two hours of hard fucking was already impressive.
Sweat-soaked Sophia collapsed across the bed. I sat on the edge and looked myself over. The marks of combat sex were everywhere — scratches on my thighs, back, shoulders, and chest, sticky fluids smeared across my body.
I should take a shower.
Fortunately, even this cramped little place had a shower — barely a square meter, but it existed.
After I finished, I sat in a chair and checked the time. Ten at night.
"……You haven't left."
She spoke from where she still lay on the bed.
"You said you needed my help."
"I did. But I wasn't really expecting anything. Your goal was my body, after all."
"I'm not that cold-blooded."
She pushed herself up — then grabbed her lower back, wincing.
"My back hurts a little. Guess it's been a while since I had sex…."
"How's your pussy? It's swollen red."
"It stings a bit. Though pregnancy is the bigger worry. I'll need to buy the morning-after pill as soon as it gets light."
Sophia stood. White cum ran in a thick stream from her flushed, swollen cunt. Between her thighs, the silhouette of those plump labia was clearly visible — protruding from her pussy in a way that looked obscenely lewd. My cock started hardening again.
She pretended not to notice and stepped into the shower.
The rush of water came through. She'd left the door open on purpose, or so it seemed.
Sitting still was boring, so I called out to her.
"Sophia. What is Bluecad? Some kind of organization you're part of?"
"It's a group that supports Jack Taylor."
I picked up my smartphone and searched Jack Taylor. A politician who'd run against Juji Boshi in the presidential election. I hadn't cared enough to follow it, but apparently the race had been fairly close.
"Why is Bluecad helping you?"
"Because I'm the reporter who broke Boshi's scandals. Bluecad wants me to step forward again. With their help, I'm going to expose Boshi's corruption. This time Bluecad — and Jack Taylor — will back me."
"……So the goal is Juji Boshi's impeachment?"
"Yes. Boshi is a man who should never hold power. President, of all things. If we leave him alone, he'll ruin America… no, the entire world."
"Is that even possible?"
"Right now, there's a chance. You saw him cause that incident just a few hours ago yourself."
Sophia stepped out of the shower and dried herself with a towel. Her long blonde hair was dripping wet, her pussy still flushed red and swollen. Without putting on a single scrap of clothing, she went straight to the computer and started typing.
"The internet is in complete chaos right now. Boshi still hasn't issued any explanation. His approval ratings have plummeted, and politicians are seizing the moment to tear into him. …Though fewer of them are condemning him than I expected. Probably bought off. Or else Boshi has something on them."
"So this is the perfect timing to bring Juji Boshi down."
"Yes. Will you really help me?"
"I'll say this up front — I don't know much about politics."
"That's fine. What I need from you is… dangerous work. The problem is, even though it's dangerous, I don't have any separate compensation to offer…."
Sophia watched my face carefully. I couldn't tell her that her pussy was payment enough. I could see it clearly — I couldn't turn her into a cheap whore. She was a woman with too much pride for that.
"Juji Boshi…. I don't like the bastard. I want to watch him fall, so I'll help you, Sophia."
"…Thank you. We need to move right away — is that all right?"
"What do I need to do?"
"I have documents at home compiling Boshi's corruption. I hid them carefully. We need to find them."
"Boshi didn't take them?"
"I hid them well. Even when they threatened me to hand them over, I kept my mouth shut."
"You've got guts. No torture?"
"Bluecad was watching me. If I died or got tortured, Boshi would be in even more trouble. All he could do was put me under surveillance."
Which also meant that without Bluecad, Sophia might well have been murdered by Boshi. And if Bluecad failed to drag Juji Boshi out of the presidency this time… Sophia would die. One look at Juji Boshi told you he was a madman — he wouldn't leave a thorn in his side like Sophia alone.
"…Bluecad has already started moving. We should too."
"All right."
Sophia stood from the chair. She pulled on her panties and grimaced — her pussy was clearly still raw and sore.
We changed clothes quickly and headed outside.
A car that hadn't been there earlier sat in front of the building. Sophia opened the door and slid into the driver's seat. The key was already in the ignition.
"A car Bluecad prepared. Originally they would have assigned people too…. But since you agreed to help, I turned them down. They wouldn't be as capable as you anyway. Get in."
"Thanks for trusting me."
I climbed into the passenger seat.
Sophia turned the engine over, then spoke before she hit the gas.
"I have a request. Please don't kill anyone."
"That's an unreasonable ask. The other side is trying to kill us, and you're telling me not to kill them…. That kind of thinking makes it hard to survive."
"…I misspoke. Please kill as few people as possible. At the very least, keep ordinary civilians from getting caught up in it."
"I will."
"I'll trust you."