Ultra-Level Weeb: Rise in an Awakened World

Zerena moved her fingers in and out of her vagina quickly, producing wet, gushing sounds that were muffled by the gagging sounds each time she took Max’s penis into her throat and pulled back out.

For a woman who had claimed it was her first time giving a blowjob, she was making Max feel less like he was receiving one from a beginner and more like he’d somehow ended up with one of those sucking machines.

And how Max knew what those machines were?

Well...

That was a story for another time.

But her throat was exactly like that, gripping his penis whenever she forced it deeper. Despite the tears gathering in her eyes, her messy expression and slightly runny nose had completely ruined her usually beautiful face, leaving her looking strangely disheveled and erotic.

Even then, she still couldn’t take Max’s full penis into her mouth, though she was already able to bring him close to orgasm.

And Zerena was no different.

At this point, she’d completely stopped caring that they were only doing this for a quest. The only thing occupying her mind was making Max orgasm while reaching one herself.

She couldn’t help it.

She was enjoying the sensation more than she’d expected, especially the way the pressure in her throat sent a strange tingling sensation through her entire upper body. Her nipples had practically become buttons Max could press whenever he wanted to make her body react.

And judging by the way he kept teasing them...

He seemed more than happy to use them.

With her breasts resting heavily against his thighs, their size made it easy for Max to reach them. He grabbed them and gave her nipples a playful squeeze.

"You’re a natural, Aunt... Keep going. I’m getting close," he said.

As he spoke, he squeezed her breasts again and gently pulled them downward, his hips beginning to move slightly in time with the rhythm she had already established.

He’d wanted to do it from the start, but he’d held himself back because it was her first time. Now that he’d discovered her talent, he found it much harder to restrain himself.

Max began pushing his penis deeper toward her throat, feeling the tight pressure around him as he moved.

Zerena didn’t stop him either. She could feel his hips moving against her while her own fingers and hips continued moving in rhythm with him, the two of them gradually falling into the same pace.

"Cum... cum..."

She repeated her usual phrase in her head whenever Max was about to orgasm, her thoughts filled with an increasingly urgent need to reach an orgasm alongside him.

The problem was that she was getting there faster than he was, and she could barely slow herself down anymore.

Her head moved rapidly, her cute pink lips sealed around his penis, leaving her usually beautiful face looking completely different. There was something undeniably vulgar about the sight, yet somehow it remained strangely erotic.

Her perfect, cute nose stretched slightly as her eyes remained fixed on Max’s face while he looked down at her with an excited smile.

Max’s size was simply too much to make her face look as beautiful as it normally did, leaving her looking almost ridiculously overwhelmed with it stuffed inside her mouth.

And somehow, Zerena could tell what was going through his mind.

He wasn’t looking at her like his step grandmother.

He wasn’t looking at her like someone helping him earn Forbidden Points.

For that moment, she could tell that Max was looking at her as someone he simply wanted to fuck.

And she still couldn’t stop herself.

No longer needing one hand to hold his penis, she kept it busy holding herself open, making it easier for her fingers to reach deeper down her vagina.

She moved her hips against them, the movement producing soft slapping sounds as she continued using three of her fingers.

"Your throat’s so tight..." Max muttered as he finally stopped teasing her breasts and grabbed the back of her head.

He began moving his hips faster and harder, and after several attempts, he finally managed to get his full penis down her throat.

The sudden pressure broke the suction of her lips, and she immediately started drooling more heavily. Her eyes became unfocused, her expression looking completely dazed as her attention narrowed down to one thing—reaching her orgasm.

And she finally did.

A sudden gush of fluid splashed across her fingers as she continued moving them in and out, her body reacting almost entirely on instinct.

The next second, Max’s penis grew even larger as his body finally gave in, his expression tightening as he reached his orgasm.

He kept her head pressed against his crotch, her chin against his balls and her nose buried against his pubes, while her throat remained tightly clenched around his penis.

Her throat made him release everything in a rush, bringing tears to Max’s eyes as his whole body trembled.

At the same time, Zerena kept squirting onto her hands, sending some of it splashing all the way toward the end of the bed.

Max continued pumping semen down her throat in uneven, shaking thrusts, one hand gripping her hair tightly as he struggled to keep himself steady.

By the end of it, some of the mess had even found its way up through her nose.

Once Max was finally done, he was completely out of breath. He looked down at her teary face, her nose still leaking traces of semen while only drool came from her mouth.

Apparently, her throat had sucked so tightly that almost nothing else managed to escape.

Max stared at her for a moment.

"...Damn."

He sounded more impressed than concerned.

He smirked.

"I can’t believe it was your first time, Aunt... I came buckets," he said, sounding genuinely impressed.

As he finally started to pull away, the remaining fluid slowly leaked downward, leaving a messy trail along her stomach.

Max looked at the aftermath for a moment before finally grabbing her face and gently pulling it upward.

But Max grunted when he felt her throat still clenched tightly around his penis, continuing to suck even though it was already slowly going limp.

"Fuck... your throat isn’t letting it go..." he muttered.

He could feel the pressure pulling against him so strongly that his hips lifted slightly. Max finally used both hands to lift her head, keeping his own hips down as he tried to pull away.

Even then, it felt as though her throat was still squeezing every last bit from him.

As he finally managed to pull his penis free, Zerena’s vagina suddenly began to squirt again, the stream becoming considerably stronger for a few seconds before gradually weakening.

When he finally managed to pull his penis free from her throat, Max let out a grunt, breathing a little harder than before.

His penis came free with a mess of drool, followed by another sharp gush from her vagina that made Zerena moan and shiver.

Max stared at her in surprise.

He was still holding her hair, keeping her face lifted as he looked at her teary, unfocused eyes, her nose still showing traces of semen while drool remained around her mouth.

The sight was so erotic that Max was certain he wouldn’t forget it anytime soon.

And, wanting to remember the ridiculous moment forever—to commemorate it in the most Max-like way possible—he quickly pulled out his phone and snapped a picture.

Then, before putting it away, he leaned closer and teasingly brought his penis near her tongue, leaving behind the last traces of semen, and clicked another image.

While Zerena remained in a daze, her body had gone slightly limp in the position, still on her knees with her butt raised while her shoulders and head rested against the bed.

For a moment, she looked almost like a carefully arranged sculpture—an unusually well-made one, considering the mess surrounding it.

The folds of her belly were still visible, her skin damp from the squirt, while her hair had become completely disheveled. The deep curve of her back only added to the striking sight.

Seeing that Zerena wasn’t going to come back to her senses anytime soon, Max figured he had a few minutes to spare.

He moved around behind her and looked down at the mess she’d made.

"Isn’t she a little too old to squirt like this...?" Max said with a smirk as he looked at the trail she had left behind.

The mess stretched from the bed all the way toward the edge, with some of it even reaching the floor.

Max stared at it for a moment, clearly more amused than surprised.

Then, naturally, he reached for his phone.

He quickly snapped another picture from above, making sure to capture the whole scene before taking another angle that showed Zerena lying there and the trail stretching across the bed.

He wasn’t about to let a sight like that go undocumented.

Next, Max moved behind her and took another picture of her wet hands before taking a closer one of her exposed folds.

He knew he wouldn’t get many chances like this, so he became even bolder, taking several more pictures from different angles while Zerena remained too dazed to properly react.

She moaned faintly.

’What the hell is that idiot doing back there...?’

By then, Zerena had finally regained a little of her awareness, but she still couldn’t bring herself to turn around and look.

Her throat was still tingling, her mind remained hazy, and the lingering scent of Max was still filling her nose and mouth.

She could only lie there and hope he wouldn’t do anything else to make the situation worse than it already was.