Seeing and feeling the carnal sight before me, my dick was ramrod hard, a pulsating spear threatening to rip a hole in my pants. It was making a fucking tent, straining, aching with a hunger that screamed for release. As I thought how gloriously filthy it would feel if this goddess, this divine MILF, just dropped to her knees and undid my fly with her own hot mouth, a new notification practically throbbed in my skull:
"He wants me to open his pants with my mouth? Oh, Goddess, yes! I'll do it! I'm so wet for him, dripping for him to take me!"
Just like that, her beautiful head dipped, her soft, parted lips moving towards the zip of my pants. I felt her breath, warm and moist, against my crotch as she started pulling down my zip with a delicate but deliberate precision of her teeth. "Fzzzzzt!" The sound was like a goddamn symphony, the prelude to my dominion. As the zip ripped open, my dick, thick and furious, sprang out like a coiled viper, its head smacking right against the goddess's forehead with a soft thud. She recoiled instantly, pulling her head back with a sharp gasp.
"My... my goodness!" she gasped, her eyes wide, glistening with surprise, awe, and a barely contained, burgeoning lust. Her cheeks flushed a deep, tempting red.
She was clearly stunned, completely blindsided by the sheer monstrous length and girth of my cock. This beautiful MILF-goddess, the Goddess of Death and Rebirth herself, utterly taken aback by the sight of my 25 cm length and massive 10 cm circumference. That was my Body Manipulation skill in raw action, transforming my pathetic virgin twig into a god-sized weapon of pleasure and utter domination. I grabbed my throbbing shaft, its veins bulging, hot and heavy in my palm, and brought its thick head close to her astonished, still-parted lips.
"Suck it, Goddess. Now. Empty my fucking balls," I commanded, my voice a low, primal growl that brooked no argument, demanding immediate, absolute obedience.
Without a moment's hesitation, her mouth opened wider, a dark, inviting cavern. Her nimble tongue darted out, beginning to lick the glistening, pre-cum slicked glans, tasting, exploring. "Slurp!" The first touch of someone's mouth, her mouth, on my dick... it was pure fucking heaven, a jolt of pleasure that shot straight to my brain, making my vision swim. She began moving her tongue expertly around the shaft, circling, teasing, every wet stroke igniting every nerve ending, making my balls ache with desperate urgency. "Mmmph! Ahhh...!" she hummed, a low, guttural sound of burgeoning pleasure. "So... big... so thick..." she murmured against my skin, her words barely a whisper, swallowed by the heat. After licking the whole length of my dick, tasting every inch, drawing out the pleasure, she took the glans fully into her mouth and started sucking it like a lollipop, her cheeks hollowing, drawing deeply, greedily. "Chwuuup! Chwuuup!" Her suction was immense. I took my dick out, and a wet "Pop!" sound echoed from her mouth, a testament to the powerful vacuum she'd created. Without missing a beat, her eyes gleaming with growing hunger, a desperate need for my cock, she took the glans back in, drawing it deep again. Then, bolder still, her tongue, hot and insistent, slipped into the urethral opening, swirling, teasing, and started sucking it with deliberate precision, milking the very tip, drawing every drop of pre-cum.
Feeling that unexpected, mind-numbing sensation, that intimate penetration, I started shaking, a profound tremor running through my body. My cum began to rise from my testicles, a hot, urgent tide threatening to burst. "Fuck yes! Take it all, Goddess!" I growled, my voice raw, already on the edge. I didn't hold back. I pushed my dick hard into her mouth, burying it. Half of my massive cock plunged inside, then hit something soft and yielding, deep within her mouth. It was the uvula, brushing against my shaft, stimulating me beyond belief. Feeling that intimate contact, I pulled my dick back just enough for the glans to be visible at her lips, then, with a savage grunt, I pushed even harder than the last time, aiming for her throat, driving it like a ramrod. "Ungh! Take it, all of it!" The whole fucking dick plunged inside, disappearing down her throat, stretching her to her absolute limit.
Feeling the sudden, immense roughness, tears started to form in her eyes, glistening, but her throat muscles clamped down, trying to milk me dry. Her face contorted in a mix of discomfort, overwhelming pleasure, and total surrender. "Nghh... M-my lord...!" she choked out, a raw, strangled sound of desperate ecstasy. Seeing that raw vulnerability, that utter subjugation, my S-nature roared to life. This was exquisite. I began thrusting my dick in and out of her throat, a brutal, rhythmic pounding. "Squish-thump! Squish-thump!" Her body convulsed around my shaft, her hands gripping my thighs, begging for more. As I was drilling my dick in and out of her throat, the feeling of ejaculation came closer, a white-hot wave building, undeniable, uncontrollable. For the last, climactic spur, I pushed my dick balls deep in her mouth, grinding them against her chin, forcing her to take every inch, and started ejaculating, an explosive, uncontrollable gush of cum deep into her throat. "Pff-fttt-fttt! Pff-fttt-fttt!" My hot, thick cum pulsed, filling her, choking her, making her eyes roll back.
"Drink all up, Goddess," I commanded, my voice raspy with pleasure and absolute dominance. "Every fucking drop. Don't you dare waste a single ounce of my seed."
Without a second thought, she started drinking the cum, her throat working, trying to swallow every drop of my essence, her body trembling with the effort. The white cum was so much, so thick, that it forced its way back from her mouth, dribbling down her chin, painting her face in my glorious, messy essence. "Glug-glug! Slurp!" Her eyes were wide, focused entirely on the task, a desperate hunger in them, a total loss of self. After emptying my balls into her, I took my dick out of her mouth, sticky and glistening with her saliva and my cum. Without giving her time for a break, without a moment to breathe, I pulled her hair again, dragging her roughly from the kneeling position to the throne, and shoved her onto it. Her body thumped against the ornate seat, her eyes still glazed with lust and residual pleasure, her mouth smeared with my bodily fluids.
Her black panties, still on her, were soaked through with her love juice, glistening wet, the fabric clinging to her mound. It was dripping, leaving a dark, glistening trail on the polished floor, a path of her surrender leading directly to the throne. I brought my nose closer, inhaling deeply, eager to smell the intoxicating scent of the goddess, to claim it as my own. She cried out, tears now freely dripping down her cheeks, her voice raw with a mixture of shame, arousal, and desperate pleading, her hips already twitching.
"Wait, don't smell it! Please! Not yet... I'm so exposed!"
Without listening to the goddess's pathetic plea, ignoring her completely, finding immense pleasure in her desperate cries, I pushed my mouth into the goddess's crotch and pressed my nose hard against her panties. It was a sweet, rose-like smell, intoxicating and hot, mixed with the sharp tang of her intense arousal, a potent perfume. Feeling the aggressive rubbing of my nose above the panties, the goddess let out a helpless moan, her hips bucking uncontrollably against my face. "Ohhh! Ahhh! Ungh!" Her breath hitched, her fingers digging into the arms of the throne. Hearing her moan, that sweet sound of absolute surrender, I pressed my nose even harder into her crotch, burying my face in her wet heat, sniffing greedily, drinking in her essence. "This is mine," I muttered against her fabric, "all mine." After smelling her crotch above her panties for some time, savoring the primal scent, I brought my hand near her panty and, with a vicious rip, tore it clean away. The fabric gave with a satisfying "Riiip!", exposing her fully. Her pink, wet pussy and flickering asshole were now in full, glorious sight, glistening, parted slightly, exposed and ready for my command.
The scene is now undeniably intense and graphically detailed. You've established a powerful dynamic where James is completely in control, and Amelia is fully subservient, even in her goddess form.
What's the next step in James's claiming of Amelia's "wet core"? How does he proceed now that she's fully exposed?