notdva

mating press, age difference, mff, fellatio, powerbottom, military

Julian sat back in his office chair, watching two Asian girls dressed only in black-and-red, formfitting plugsuits kneel between his legs. Gloved hands tugged open his fly, and he lifted his hips to help her pull down his pants. Under the younger one's attentions, the pressed slacks he wore to class fell down around his ankles, and in short order so did his boxers. As they came down, his half-hard white cock stood up in the air, twitching for the two genestealing sluts.

That was what they were after all. The official name was something bureaucratic like the “Sino-American Genomic Augmentation Initiative,” but the only genome being augmented was the Chinese one. Certain women working for the PLA had their pick of white studs, the intention being to introduce more European genes to China and thereby improve the gene pool. And you couldn't say no.

The younger one, a slim little thing who looked to be in her late teens, was visibly impressed- clearly she hadn't learned to develop the businesslike facade that her older partner had. She, a woman in her late 20s whose years in the service had filled her out, managed to appear less shaken. “Mm,” she commented, biting her lip as she eyed Julian's shaft. “It's pretty impressive even like that, and your background speaks for itself. History professor, water polo player in your youth- but Lt. Chao needs practice, so-” she unzipped a pocket in the suit, producing a tape measure for the younger girl's use.

After pulling her long black hair into a ponytail, Chao took the tape from her mentor, before taking Julian's slowly-growing meat in one shaky, gloved hand. She stroked him with enough experience that it couldn't be her first time ever, but from the way she looked at it, it might well be her first gene theft. The older woman nodded approvingly at her protege's technique as Julian grew harder in her grasp, and barely raised an eyebrow as she sank down to wrap soft Asian lips around her prey's sensitive nuts.

That was what did it. The handjob had gotten him mostly hard, but the sight and feel of a teenage Chinese slut polishing his balls (and getting visibly drunk on them in the process), the lewd slurping noises that now filled the room, combined with the increasingly confident handjob, got the older man to a point where his shaft throbbed with every heartbeat, and Lt. Chao could have traced veins on his cock with her tongue if she wanted to.

No doubt she did, but this was just for a measurement- so with some difficulty, she pulled herself away, before pressing one end of the tape measure to the base and drawing it up his length to the head. “Nine inches by-” now she wrapped the tape around the base of Julian's meat- “Six and a half. Like that, Major Zhou?”

“Just like that,” the curvier genestealer confirmed. “But- I know I said I'd let you take this guy, but I didn't expect him to be this big.” Her tone forestalled a disappointed outcry from Chao, but she continued, “I'll let you help, but I'm gonna be the one actually spearing myself on that monster, understand? I didn't expect a 36-year-old to be this virile.” The lieutenant, though obviously disappointed, knew better than to complain, so she nodded.

The chair creaked under him as the major climbed into his lap, plugsuit doing nothing to keep her from jiggling softly with every motion. As she straddled him, her prey instinctively put his hands on her hips, pulling the thick Asian slut closer until his cockhead rested against her belly. Once she was in his lap, she let more of her own affection shine through, gyrating her hips against his shaft and slinging her arms over his shoulders.

The material of the plugsuit wasn't particularly strong, apparently, because as she ground against him it came apart, holes forming in the suit's crotch for Julian's cock to pass through. Zhou raised up her hips for a moment, standing the professor's cock on end with one hand, then sank back down, slowly impaling herself on nine inches of white meat.

Zhou was experienced, but it was still a tight squeeze. She couldn't help but whimper at the feeling of his thick white meat filling her up- Julian, not content to let himself be a genestealer's prey, found himself helping her along. Big white hands squeezed Zhou's hips and eased her downwards, pushing the younger Asian slut to end up impaled on his pale, oversized manhood.

Soon enough Zhou bottomed out on him, soft thighs squishing against his toned legs as her pussy clutched at his veiny, aged white meat. Being in the genestealers since she was Chao's age, she'd obviously had a number of kids, but she was still vice-tight, and even just having her sit on his dick, Julian felt like he was being milked by a succubus.

And while this might be her job, that didn't mean that Major Zhou couldn't enjoy herself. As she began to bounce her hips against Julian's, her face flushed and eyes fluttered, the kind of ecstasy that only an Asian slut taking a huge white cock can feel written all over her face. Every meeting of their hips seemed to make her eyes flutter, and one gloved hand went to her tits, squeezing one through the black material to stimulate herself even more.

Loosened by riding Julian's cock, her hairbun came loose, tight-wound locks becoming messier and messier until her hair fell down around her face. Julian gathered it all up behind her head, planning to arc Zhou's back and kiss along her neck, but before he could he felt a familiar but brain-melting sensation: soft teenage lips pressed up against his sack. As he was railing her mentor, the protege had clearly decided to get in on the action, and as he railed Major Zhou, Lt. Chao went from a chaste kiss to a gentle, slurping suckjob, silencing the sound of balls slapping against Asian ass cheeks that had filled the room until then.

Between the younger succubus slurping on his sack and the older one riding his meat, the stimulation quickly overwhelmed Julian, and he thrust hard up into Zhou one last time, hips quaking as he flooded her waiting womb with virile white semen. Lt. Chao, practically sidelined, at least got to feel his nuts twitching against her tongue, his musk and her superior's arousal mixing to melt the younger slut's mind.

With the older man's libido exhausted, Zhou began to disentangle herself from his grasp, murmuring, “Good work, white boy,” as she lifted herself off his half-hard meat. As it slid out of her, the professor's shaft, still sticky with strings of cum and a sheen of the Major's juices, flopped out onto Lt. Chao's face and left a trail of fuckjuice on the younger Asian's cheek.

Chao didn't seem to have gotten the message that Julian's seed had been stolen, that the job was done. She let his nuts slip out of her mouth, but rather than straighten up and make preparations to leave, she just started kissing upward along his rod, eyes lidded with undisguised lust. Zhou sighed watching her understudy, producing a bandaid from the suit to keep Julian's seed inside her. “Sometimes they get like this,” she commented, almost apologetically. “The first white cock they get their hands on, they go crazy.”

“I can't say I mind,” Julian laughed, watching the lieutenant dutifully clean off every drop of cream and girljuice that clung to his shaft. “Only she's going to get me hard again.”

The younger genestealer smiled with dreamy satisfaction hearing that. She'd almost finished slurping away the leftovers that clung to his rod, and in the process taken him from less than half-mast to almost full-strength again. Holding the base in her hand, she suckled on the tip, hoping for one last drop of seed. Then, imitating a pornstar, she stuck her tongue out to show off the pool of white baby batter that she'd collected, before swallowing it with an orgasmic quiver. “Mnf. ♥ Thank you for the meal.~”

After that theatrical swallow, Chao leaned back on her hands, expression a mixture of smug and lust-drunk. Julian, brought back to his peak by her attentions, let his eyes rake over her body. The plugsuits barely hid anything at the best of times, and stretched out like that, the material got even thinner, navel, toned tummy and stiff nipples showing through a translucent layer of black. Something in Julian wanted to ruin her with his cock, turn her into a breeding sow like Major Zhou. But they'd got what they ca-

“Hey, Major...think I can take him for a ride too?”

Of course Chao wanted it. How could she not? But the older woman still didn't seem to like the idea. “I mean,” she hesitated. “We could use the extra seed. Two babies instead of one. But that thing is the size of your forearm. I won't take responsibility if you get injured.”

Julian wanted to promise that he'd be gentle, but the look that Lt. Chao gave him- lidded, lust-drunk, eager eyes and a bitten lip, flicking between his cock and his face- made him want to be anything but. He wanted to ruin her suit, ruin her pussy, ruin her tight, teenage body with a white baby. She was the right age to be his student, but who cared? He'd show her the time of her life. “Yeah, I know, boss,” Chao purred, splaying her legs apart to invite Julian in. “I think I can handle it.”

And that was all the invitation that he needed. With a ferocity he didn't know he had, he pounced out of his chair and onto the younger genestealer. The way he loomed over her, big, toned white arms and legs completely encircling her, it felt like there was no escape for the Asian minx. Not that she wanted to get out, or that she tried- the only thing on her face was desire. She'd wanted to milk her first white boy today, and now she was going to, even if his cock was so big that an experienced slut like Zhou had trouble with.

It felt like he was all over her already: Teeth in her neck, hands groping her tits, raking over her hips, squeezing her ass. For a few moments, the only thing separating his throbbing meat from her pussy was as thin layer of latex- and then he tore the suit apart, removing that obstacle for good. As the suit lay in tatters, Chao slung her arms over her white stud's shoulders, trying to pull him in tighter.

Grabbing ahold of his dick, the older stud positioned himself at Chao's entrance and began to sink inside, stretching out the newly-minted genestealer for what felt like the first time. Unlike Zhou, who had the practiced vise-grip of an expert vixen, Chao really felt like she'd never had a cock like his. She squirmed, and whimpered, sometimes in pain, but never stopped humping back against him, pushing the professor to fit all nine inches inside. “Deeper,” she urged him.

Julian wanted to go deeper, but it was a real challenge. Every thrust, he got maybe another half inch in, and it was such a tight fit he could see his meat bulging Lt. Chao's tummy. Not to mention, he was still supremely sensitive after first breeding Major Zhou and then Chao's long, sloppy, cleaning blowjob. Still, the thought of bottoming out inside this teenage breeding bitch forced him to keep going. He felt sure he could make it, and from the way Chao was having trouble speaking (“feels sogoodahhnn~“) he'd probably make her cum her little yellow brains out in the process.

After a few more stretching thrusts, though, Julian hit the same backstop he'd found before- Chao's cervix. But it wasn't a kiss like it had been with Zhou, this was a hit. His meat slammed into the teenage slut's inner ring as he finally bottomed out with still an inch to go, and she cried out in pain and shock at the feeling- but didn't tell him to stop. In fact, her legs wrapped around his hips, holding him in, as she recovered from the assault on her deepest point.

Completing the mating press, Julian locked lips with her, silencing the lieutenant's cries as he got into a steady thrusting rhythm that stopped just short of slamming her womb. As he forced his tongue into her mouth, trying to conquer it like he'd conquered the rest of her, he felt Chao tense up underneath him, quaking and bucking as the largest dick she'd ever taken, and the violation of the kiss, pushed her over the edge and made her cum her brains out.

He wasn't far behind either. Chao's inner walls twitching and milking his cock, and her eyes rolling back in what would almost certainly be an ahegao if he weren't raping her mouth, finally pushed his already-drained cock over the edge again, and he slammed his entire weight down on Chao. He knew it would hurt, but he wanted to fill her womb directly with his seed- every last drop he could muster flooding her insides and getting her pregnant. This wasn't a gene theft in his mind anymore, it was a gene imposition. As gobs of sticky white semen flooded Chao's womb, the thought flitted through his mind that he might have forced himself on her if she hadn't wanted it.

Before long the haze of lust passed. “Fuck,” he grunted after breaking their kiss. “I don't know what got into me. Chao? Are you okay?” He gently slapped the dazed Chinese girl's cheek, and she nodded dreamily, still floating on the remnants of a mind-melting orgasm.

“I'm going to be soo fucking sore,” she murmured as Julian pulled out. “But let me clean you off again before we go, white boy.”