Chapter 197 – Oral Cavity, Tonsils, the Crow and Fellatio, the Crevice of a Mouth-Pussy. ♥
"Glk, ohhhhh… huohhhk… ohhk…♡"
In the very next instant, a hideous sound rang out through the room—grotesque, and yet exactly the thing to fill a man's craving for domination.
Even I, its rightful owner, had to admit my cock was a thick, heavy, monstrous thing. And she had swallowed it whole—in a single mouthful? Down her throat, of all places?
"Agaha, haahaa~♡ Glp, gl, gllp~♡ ngheup~♡"
The madam answered my silent question with action—and with results. She gulped down my mammoth cock, the very one that had wrecked Seongyeon's pussy, and pressed it flush against the inside of her throat.
'Ghk!?'
It was a dangerous sensation. Far more dizzying than any blowjob, than plain sex—not in the simple sense that it felt good, but because it was a death-defying thrill, like having my life clutched in the grip of a woman's throat.
"Agh-aghhk~♡ Glk, ah-glp~♡ Ghaaaahh~♡ Glk, gl, gllk~♡ khhuk~♡"
Sounds that should never leave a madam's mouth were pouring out of hers. The woman who lived in the most sordid place in this world, yet carried herself more chaste than anyone, was now moaning like a common whore. A privilege that belonged to me alone—sounds no other man would ever hear in his lifetime. And somehow—God only knew how she'd trained for it—her face hadn't so much as changed color with my cock stuffed down her throat, when any other bitch who tried this would have ended up a swollen, crimson mess…!
'Ohk~♡ oh, uk♡ You really are thick….'
'Thicker and longer than I even imagined… reaching all the way to places that should never be touched….'
'Uo-uhm~♡ hoohk♡ But you're feeling good, aren't you?'
'Using my throat like a case for your cock….'
'Plugging it into my sopping-wet neck. You'd like to close your eyes and drift off just like this, wouldn't you…?'
'!?'
Her voice reached me. The raven-haired beauty with a throat stuffed full of my cock was murmuring to herself. I wondered where on earth it was coming from—and it turned out to be right beside my head. The [Black Piercing] I'd received today as my reward for clearing the 50th floor was somehow lying beside my pillow.
'It's transmitting from this thing?'
Black. Olivia Crow's signature color. The goddess had claimed she couldn't tell whose memory it held—and here it was, revealed this easily.
'Please, don't be startled.'
'Let the tension out of your body, and feel the shape of my throat.'
'Feel me savoring your thick cock like it's delicious.'
'Feel me taking pleasure in it, past my tongue and deep into my gullet.'
'I ask only that you use me as your tool, and enjoy yourself.'
"Ohk… ohhk… ghaaaahh… agh-aghhk… khhuk~♡"
She held my cock in her throat—and then, impossibly, stretched her tongue out to reach my balls. With her lips clamped around the very root of my shaft, only the tip poking out past her lower lip flickered and flickered and flickered~♡ against them.
'Ugh!?' Deepthroating alone wasn't enough—now she was servicing my balls with her tongue, too. An utterly absurd skill. The way she'd straightened her neck into a perfect line, angling herself so my cock wouldn't bend, was the same. 'Her neck might as well have been a sausage impaled on a skewer!' And yet she gazed up at me without a flicker of change in her expression. It was uncanny.
'Master Changki's cock….'
'You've grown so splendidly… even my carefully trained throat is starting to ache….'
'But there's no need to worry, you know?'
'Please pay no mind to my condition.'
'Just close your eyes, focus on the feeling, and enjoy how well my throat-pussy and tongue serve you-♡'
Slrp♡ slrp♡ slrp♡
Her throat kept swallowing my cock whole while her tongue slathered the underside of my balls, shluuurp~♡ shlrp~♡ licking me wet. Right ball—lick. Left ball—lick. Right ball—lick. Left ball—lick. She alternated between the two, lapping at each in turn before shifting her position.
"Hhk, ahhk, kheh, ahhhk~♡ ooooohk~♡"
'Huoooh…?' She tilted her head and twisted her throat in a spiral, wringing pressure down around my glans. The sight of her neck wrenched tight—it felt wrong to even put it this way, but she looked like 'a rag being wrung out between two hands.'
'Close your eyes.'
'Or… do you prefer it like this instead?'
'A more comfortable position… whatever's easiest for you…♡'
As if that mouth service weren't enough, she grabbed my legs and rearranged the whole position. She hooked both my legs over her shoulders and flattened herself beneath my feet—and there I was, with my cock sheathed in Olivia's throat, her equipped onto me in a sense, sinking helplessly into that soft pleasure that came crawling toward my shaft even when neither of us moved.
'My cock is melting into her throat… at this rate I really might….' Just maybe, I could fall asleep still buried inside her—precisely as Olivia wished. In fact, I'd already started snoring, and she, ever considerate of that, stopped chasing anything too rough.
"…ughk♡ ughk♡ uho-ohhhk♡ ohk♡"
She lowered her voice, buried her face deep into the valley of my parted crotch, and moved nothing but her throat. Slrp, slrp, shllrp~♡ She teased my glans with nothing but her moisture and the motion of her gullet, and the tongue lolling past her lips no longer worked my balls so deeply—just flicking left and right in turn, lapping at them shallowly.
'Nooooh~?' And with that, my vision soared upward and then snapped shut like a dropped curtain. Full-blown snoring began. I'd been wide awake a second ago, but my consciousness cut clean out—and when I cracked my eyes open, I was letting out a thunderous hrrrnk. I was using a woman's throat as a cock case… and I was seconds away from falling asleep right in the middle of it.
'I'm so glad you look comfortable….'
'Let's take a little nap together, just like this.'
'It's perfectly fine to come even while you sleep, you know?'
'Or… shall I wring a load out of you mid-snore…?'
Ghk, ghrk… grk-grk… gluup~♡
She kept clenching her throat around me while I snored away with my eyes shut, hrrnk, hrrnk, like an idiot. The madam's willowy hands stroked wickedly along my thighs, gone rigid as stone, her tongue laving my balls, coaxing the seed up and out of me.
"Shluuurp~♡ shllp~♡ ghu, ghu, ghuuk~♡ aghheuk~♡"
───.
Past my darkening field of vision now, her voice and my snoring blurred into one. This was no longer sex, nor even caressing. I was half asleep, and she was simply acting as a stress-relief cock sleeve.
'There, it's all right….'
'There's no need to feel strange about doing it in bed, you know?'
'I'm swallowing every last bit of your cock, after all.'
'So… shhh….'
'Shhhh… shhh… shhhhh…♡'
Maybe because she'd guided me along the same way earlier, when I'd been pissing, I went loose by degrees. And then….
Grrrl~♡glrk♡ glrk♡
What had gone slack—my reason, or my prostate, either way—semen leaked out.
'Shhhhhh… shhhhhh….'
'That's it… such a good boy.'
'This Olivia's throat is your cum receptacle.'
'If you only give the word, I'll hold it in my mouth all night long…♡'
Words that would bring a grown man to tears. I knew her memories had come back, but I still couldn't fathom why she had to be this devoted. Perhaps, like Seongyeon or Seres, this was simply her own fortress of devotion.
"—ohhk♡ ahoohk♡"
'Ah… nooohh….' Just as Olivia had "helped me excrete" urinate earlier, this time was no different. Sprawled on the bed and snoring, I opened my urethra not in the sense of "pissing," but in the sense of a child "wetting" itself. Making her mouth my toilet, I came in one long, unbroken stream, pouring every last drop of semen into her stomach.
Glrk-glrk-glrk~♡
"Ngheup!? uooohk♡ uk♡ mmnn~♡"
'Ah, aaahhh, noooohhh….' I dumped a full day's worth of thick, sticky, ultra-concentrated seed into her damp throat. Drunkenness, sleep, and pleasure swirled together. Even with my eyes shut, everything went blinding white before me.
'Nn, oh♡ ooooohk♡ aheuk♡'
'Your cum—it's so hot~♡'
'Coming in your sleep, dribbling your seed like a baby….'
'Using my throat as your cum bucket… such a restful ejaculation…♡'
'Ahoohk~♡ ohk♡ uk, ohk~♡'
Beyond consciousness dyed black, her murmurs overlapped with the sound of her swallowing. My urethra, venting semen, burned and stung like it was spouting lava.
"Oooook♡ gugh, ohk… ghehoohk… ghrk, aheuk, gllk~♡"
The woman who had declared herself my cum receptacle was savoring and swallowing that filthy load like it was delicious. Though since my glans had punched straight through into her throat, "pouring it into her stomach" was more accurate than "swallowing."
'Hah… at my age… and it feels like I'm drawing a map on the bedsheets…?'
It carried that 'beyond-common-sense' wrongness of pissing yourself inside the room instead of the bathroom—and precisely because of that, it felt good. Even coming like this, the bed wouldn't get a spot dirtier. The reason I'd been unconsciously gripping tight finally cracked apart.
'Uuuuhk~♡ ohk, oh, my stomach—it's so warm♡'
'My belly is all… filled to the brim with your cum….'
'I can feel it… sloshing around inside me….'
Shlk~♡ shlk♡ ghrk~♡
The tension vanished. The burden vanished. Even the consideration I'd held for her vanished. I slid both hands under the pillow, armpits bared in a sprawled, easy posture, and dropped into deep sleep. My crotch, left hanging at an awkward angle because of Olivia, stretched out however felt best, and I came with the soles of my feet pressing down flat on her hip and flank.
'It's… all right….'
'Even if you use me as your mat….'
'I'll make things… even more comfortable for you…♡'
I was free to use her as nothing more than a tool for sating sleep and lust alike. She wished for it, delighted in it, and so I too indulged my primal urge to conquer exactly as I pleased.
"Ngheup♡ ngeung♡ ghuuuk~♡ shlk, shllk~♡"
Sinking deeper and deeper into sleep… I kept on coming. So that no lust would be left over when I woke, draining my semen into Olivia's stomach like pissing into a toilet had become a matter of course.
"Gulp… gulp… kheuk~♡"
By now, even the sound of her tucking my seed away deep into her throat was nothing more than a lullaby. And in that hazy drift of consciousness, I slipped into an old memory. 'Come to think of it… back when I was young….' My teenage years, when lust still overflowed. Among my sexual fantasies there had been one like this. The base little dream of every man—using a naked beauty as a dakimakura, or a cock sleeve. Falling asleep still buried inside a woman's pussy; that brand of ridiculous delusion. 'Common sense says it's impossible, of course….'
'Ahheh, ahk~♡'
'Uk, ohk, nn….'
'Sleep… well….'
'My… dearest beloved…♡'
───.
With a 'bitch' like her as my partner, even that dreamlike fantasy became possible…. Pouring my seed into my personal cum receptacle… I lost consciousness along with a strange sense of achievement….
'Soon, a world made just for you will unfold.'
'Congratulations.'
…All while never knowing of the [Heaven and Earth Reversal] that would greet me the next day. Savoring Olivia's mouth-pussy for 'hours' on end, I floundered in an unending wet dream.