Apocalypse : Transmigrated With Milf System-Chapter 38: A Final Blowjob : First Skill Acquired

Ruel's thrust was deep, demanding, and utterly without preamble.

He filled her mouth completely, the head of his cock pressing against her soft palate, leaving little room for her to breathe.

Anya's eyes watered, a combination of the pressure and the unexpectedness of the act.

Her hands instinctively reached up, gripping his forearms, her fingers digging into his muscles.

She tried to move her head to accomodate herself a more confortable position but his hand gripped her tightly, disabling her from moving from her position.

"Slurp... slurp.. slurp..." The room was filled with the wet, fleshy sounds of their engagement.

The "Gulp... Gulp... Hnnngh..." sounds of Anya's deepthroating, each movement a testament to her growing arousal.

Ruel's breath was harsh and heavy, a counterpoint to the sounds of her submission.

"Easy," Ruel growled, his voice muffled against her face, but the command was clear.

He wanted her to take it all, to accept his dominance.

Anya moaned, a sound that was half protest, half pleasure.

Her cheeks flushed, her body reacting to the intense sensations.

She could feel the pressure building, the stretch of her throat, the fullness that threatened to overwhelm her.

Yet, amidst the discomfort, there was a growing excitement.

A thrill in taking him so completely, in being so utterly possessed.

"Deeper," Ruel commanded, his voice a low rumble.

And Anya, driven by a need to please him, to experience the fullness of him, tried to comply.

Her throat stretched further, her gag reflex fighting against the intrusion, but she swallowed him down, taking him inch by excruciating inch.

The sounds intensified.

A wet "Glug... Ugh... Hrrrng..." as Anya's throat worked to accommodate him.

Ruel's thrusts became more insistent, each one a forceful reminder of his control.

He could feel her resistance, but also her surrender to the way her body was adapting to his demands.

Ruel finally unloaded his entire load, deep into Anya's throat.

His seed filled her mouth and throat, the thick, hot fluid coating every surface.

Anya, eager to consume every drop, gulped down the entire load, savoring the taste of his essence.

Gulp... Gulp... Ahh... But the flow of semen didn't stop, and her throat soon overflowed,

the excess spilling from her mouth and even trickling into her nostrils, momentarily cutting off her breathing. Guh... huhh... Glugh...

Anya's eyes bulged, her face turning slightly red from the lack of air, but she stubbornly held her breath, determined to swallow every last drop.

The sounds of her strained swallowing,

the wet "Gulp... Gulp... Glug..." mixed with the desperate, muffled gasps as she tried to breathe through the overflowing semen. Guh... Ngh... Hnnngh...

Finally, Ruel released the last of his load.

Anya, with a final, triumphant swallow, managed to contain it all.

Gulp... Hahhh... She pulled away from him, her face and neck slick with his semen, her chest heaving as she gasped for air.

"Hah... Hah... Hah..." she panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Her eyes, though still glazed with lust, held a hint of dizziness.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, smearing the white fluid across her cheek. "Mmmm," she murmured, her voice thick and satisfied. "So good."

**SMACK**

Ruel slapped her ass tightly.

"Sleep," he commanded, his voice rough but firm. "It's still night, and tomorrow, I need to move out of this base."

"I don't have much to do here anyway."

Suddenly, a system notification chimed in his mind.

He accessed the interface and saw a congratulatory message:

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have gained 25 Milf Points for the blowjob and 50 Milf Points for the deepthroat.]

His Milf Points balance increased from 975 to 1050.

Ruel's eyes lit up.

He quickly navigated to the System Store and purchased the Perfect Memory Elixir for 1000 Milf Points.

His remaining balance was now 50 points.

He wasn't concerned about the low balance.

After numerous experiments, he had discovered that he received the stated Milf Points every time he performed blowjobs, deepthroating, and creampie on a woman.

This meant he could repeatedly earn points, even from the same women.

His only worry was the discrepancy between his own robust constitution and the women's fragile bodies.

He needed to enhance their physical resilience; otherwise, they might be break someday, if he pushed them too hard.

Then

Ruel swallowed the elixir.

Almost immediately, his mind erupted in a cacophony of sensations.

It felt like his brain was buzzing, his thoughts tearing apart and reforming in a chaotic dance.

[Ding]

He heard the system's voice in his head, explaining the process.

[Host, The elixir is making changes in your brain's neural network] the system stated.

["This will allow host's brain to accommodate a vastly increased amount of memory and significantly improve your recall ability."]

Ruel gritted his teeth against the onslaught of pain.

He didn't scream or shout; he had endured far worse physical torment.

But mental pain was a different beast, more insidious and difficult to overcome.

He focused on controlling his breathing, on finding an anchor in the storm of his mind.

After what felt like an eternity, the tearing sensations subsided.

His mind felt strangely quiet, as if a cooling balm had been applied to soothe the raw edges of his consciousness.

This, he realized that it was the healing effect of the elixir which was repairing the damage caused by the forced alteration of his neural network.

Suddenly, it was as if a dam had burst within his mind.

Memories flooded his consciousness, not as fragmented images, but as complete, vivid experiences.

He remembered everything - from the mundane details of his previous life to every single moment of his time in this new world.

It was overwhelming, yet exhilarating.

He even recalled the color of the thong the neighboring widow wore when he peeked through her window - a vibrant, almost neon pink.

The memory was so clear, it was as if he were reliving the moment, the surprise on her face as she caught him, the sound of her startled gasp.

Recalling this, Ruel laughed it off.

He cleared his mind, the influx of memories settling into place.

He was tired from tonight's constant activities and decided to get some sleep.