Lewd Ascent: a Futa Litrpg C246-255

6.66 - ❤ Extraction IV

"What," her teacher prompted, even as she nuzzled her face against her cock. "Is the process of alchemical fermentation, and what particular ingredients are susceptible to it?"

Seeing how they were in the end-game, the eighth question—and the one which would probably have Sabina sliding Zoey's cock down her throat—it made sense that they were well beyond the easy ones, the prompts for basic information that even a total apprentice could answer.

Alchemical fermentation. The name itself, as most names, gave away the general concept. But Sabina wasn't looking for the general concept. She wanted proof her student was diligent. And if she

was

diligent, then she would slide those cute lips up to the tip of her cock, then plunge down and—

Stay focused

, Zoey reminded herself.

Alchemical fermentation.

"The process of breaking down complex substances—pre-reagents—through controlled decay, usually using magical fungi or similar," Zoey repeated from some buried part of her memories. She tried to ignore how Sabina brought those plush lips of hers up and across her cock, ending so that she had placed a kiss at the very tip. Promising, if she could finish her answer to her satisfaction, that her eighth question's reward would be bliss.

"For ingredients susceptible to alchemical fermentation," Zoey continued, attention locked down between her legs, "the most common are plant matter rich in sugars or starches, like grains and fruits. But more arcane substances too. Dragon's blood, for example, when properly fermented—" ignoring how absurdly expensive such a reagent was, "—yields potent reagents when broken down. Certain arcane-attuned crystals like moonstone can also be fermented, enhancing their magical properties while keeping their fundamental makeup. Fermentation at that point is more of a metaphysical concept, not a true natural process."

She paused briefly, then added, "The key is choosing ingredients with latent energies. Pre-reagents that can be unlocked or transformed through controlled decay. There's a lot susceptible to that, though the ones I named are typical examples."

Sabina smiled, even as she kept her lips posed at the top of Zoey's cock, gray eyes locked to her own.

And then, telling her she'd done well, she plunged down.

Zoey honestly hadn't expected how mind-erasingly good it would feel. She'd been waiting for Sabina's direct touch for a great deal longer than most of her partners. The older, aloof woman generally preferred interacting with Zoey strapped to a table and with a pocket-pussy—or more comprehensive equipment—in hand.

So to have her finally engulfing her cock in her throat? Wiggling down with surprising adeptness, that hot, slick tunnel squeezing on all sides as she sheathed herself, placing a self-satisfied kiss all the way down with fourteen inches of cock bulging her throat out?

Well. It felt better than usual, to say the least. Zoey groaned, hips lifting slightly, feeling a bit dizzy as she met gray eyes down between her legs.

Though overwhelmed with pleasure, Zoey wondered whether Sabina was making a point tonight. She had stated her preference for giving versus receiving, yet with Zoey's skill of Patron arriving, the topic of more direct interaction had been broached as possibly necessary—and so Sabina was establishing that her preference didn't mean dislike for the opposite. She was more than ready to use her body to pleasure Zoey directly, even happy to do so, for all she

preferred

to have toys and restraints on hand.

Her teacher stayed there, buried fourteen inches down on her cock, for a few long moments—choking once, the convulsion distinctly pleasurable—before sliding up along her length and popping off with a series of coughs. Even the composed woman couldn't quite handle her without a reaction.

"Very good," she said. She gripped Zoey's cock and slapped it onto her face, a strand of saliva bridging from the thick, pulsing member to her nose. "You continue to prove yourself a capable student. Better than someone in my position could have expected, to be honest." She emphasized the statement by sucking on Zoey's tip, swirling her tongue around. She withdrew with a second pop. "I think," she said, "that if you can get this next question right, I'll let

you

take control." Another meaty slap of girlcock-against-face. "Does that sound like something you'd want? Using your teacher's throat to your heart's content?"

Getting to grab Sabina's head and shove down into that tight hole, using her throat as a fuck-toy? Yes, her potential reward was as amazing as she could have hoped for. Zoey's breath grew heavy in excitement, and she had to remind herself to answer. She said, "Yeah. Let's—let's hear it, then."

Sabina seemed to enjoy the flushed, agitated state she'd put Zoey in. She didn't give the next question right away, instead plunging back down to swallow fourteen inches. She held pulsing girlcock in her throat for as long as she could, lifting up and down a few times to stroke along her length, before finally pulling off. She needed less recovery, this time, the resulting coughing fit lasting only a handful of moments.

"Question nine," she said, professional as could be—as if she hadn't just been choking on her student's dick. "Explain the process of distilling basilisk venom for use in a petrification reversal elixir."

Like before, Zoey wasn't given even a moment to digest the question before Sabina's hot mouth was back around her cock, melting her thoughts away. She couldn't help but think how unfair that was, but she was hardly going to ask her to stop. Even as Sabina stroked her way up and down, head bobbing in her lap, she rallied her thoughts.

"Petrification reversal elixir," Zoey struggled out. "I'm ... pretty sure I've read about that. Somewhere." It sounded familiar, at least.

Sabina popped off Zoey's cock, placing a kiss at the tip. "It was mentioned in your assigned readings," she agreed. "I do, after all, try to keep this fair."

That was awfully ironic of her to say, seeing how she dove right back down, swirling her tongue around her shaft as she gagged herself on her cock. This level of distraction was most definitely not 'fair'. Zoey fought the desire to lift her hips up and start smacking into her teacher's face, fucking the throat so willingly offered to her, taking control—and thus claiming her prize before it had technically been earned. She fought the arousal boiling through her veins.

The tenth question, she reasoned, was going to be impossible: Zoey knew her teacher's throat was the farthest she would be going today. So this was the last real question, the last bit of focus she needed to keep.

"It's a niche process," Zoey said, "since Basilisk venom is hard to get a hold of—it's a rare monster to begin with. And it's volatile, finicky. You're supposed to ..." she briefly lost her train of thought as Sabina lifted up to suck at her cockhead, slipping her tongue around the tip. She quirked an eyebrow at Zoey as she did so, asking, 'why did you stop?'

"Supposed to heat it in a cauldron of silver," Zoey continued, voice hoarse. "And collect the vapors, to cool rapidly using a frost charm. The heat, and the silver of the cauldron, purifies the negative effects of the poison, and the resulting primary reagent can be used to make potions of petrification reversal." She shuddered as the last word of the answer came out, cock throbbing in Sabina's mouth. "Is that right?" she asked with a bit of a gasp.

Sabina languidly pulled up and off. She rested Zoey's member across her face, letting the spit-slickened latex-covered rod lay there and pulse heat across her cheek and eye—as amazing of a sight as it had been earlier.

"Is it?" Sabina countered. "You're the one being asked."

Zoey locked her answer in. "It is. That's what I remember reading."

Sabina smiled.

"Indeed," she said mildly. "Now, then, you may—"

Zoey had already picked the older woman up by the waist and thrown her onto the bed. She needed this badly, after so much teasing: Sabina had her feeling almost mindless with excitement, the stimulation before this point building into a painful need. Sabina took a sharp breath in surprise at the forceful handling, though didn't tense up as Zoey settled onto her knees and dragged the woman's head up to her tip.

"How rough can I be?" Zoey murmured.

"I said you'd be in control, didn't I?" Sabina asked, amused—and the slightest bit challenging.

Well, then. Zoey intended to take her up on that offer.

6.67 - ❤❤ Extraction V

Content Disclaimer: Some distension and extreme loads and stuff, as to be expected from the set-up of this scene.

Zoey spared a moment to admire the wonderful sight, kneeling on Sabina's bed and looking down at her naked alchemy instructor. Fourteen inches of latex-clad cock were poised at her lips, lips that were slightly cracked open—cool gray eyes meeting Zoey's, serene and unworried at the open offer of her 'taking control.'

It was hard to describe how intensely the urge bubbled up: the desire to break that cool mask of Sabina's. Almost as much as getting to use her throat as a cock-sleeve for the pleasure of it, she wanted to crack that mask. Wanted to make Sabina lose her carefully composed exterior.

She wrapped her grip around the bases of the two thick antlers coming out of the older woman's head.

"You know," Zoey murmured, pushing her hips the slightest bit forward so her cocktip pressed into Sabina's lips—forcing a kiss, but not pushing inside. "From the moment I saw you, I couldn't help but think what great cock-sucking handles these would make."

With that preface made, she used Sabina's cock-sucking handles to harshly pull the woman forward. At the same time, she thrust her hips, slapping hard into her face. Fourteen inches of slippery latex-clad cock sheathed into that tight throat. It felt so much better without the need to hold back or take it easy—getting to set the pace herself, rather than be teased. She slid in, then out, of that delicious throat, feeling Sabina convulse and choke around her.

Sabina had already opened herself up earlier, so there was no need to ease her into it. In mere moments, Zoey was slapping hard into her face, hammering away like the older woman's throat was an object to use for her pleasure. She set her own pace, finding a tempo that curled her toes, Sabina's antlers locked firmly in her hands, using them to drag the woman's face up, then back down.

"So good," Zoey groaned, thrusting hard into that wet hole, savoring the slickness of her teacher's throat. "I've been waiting for this for way too long."

Sabina responded, reasonably, with a choking noise. It vibrated through Zoey's cock, adding to the stimulation as her mouth and throat formed to her throbbing shaft. Zoey moaned in response, tightening her grip on those lovely antlers, and continued thrusting into Sabina's throat, sloppy and fast.

"I think it's cute how easy you went on me today," Zoey grunted out, pace not slowing. Her thighs and legs were well-conditioned by this point, the relentless pace she set to ravage Sabina not hard to maintain. "It was probably easier than the last quiz, honestly."

Loud slaps filled the air as Zoey's hips met her face. The woman gagged and groaned and sputtered, holding onto Zoey's thighs for stability. Her gray eyes were wide, the composure breaking slightly. She might not have expected Zoey to take her up so thoroughly on the offer—to fuck her throat with quite so much enthusiasm. Her mistake. Of course Zoey was going to fuck her face like it was a cocksleeve when she was finally given the chance, especially when Sabina had all but challenged her to.

"Not that I'm complaining," Zoey said in a breathless laugh. "Just, you made it a little obvious how badly you wanted to be used."

She wondered if Sabina could even hear her, considering how harshly she was being used. Gagging and sputtering and spitting, saliva dribbling out of her lips and down her chin, throat bulging obscenely as Zoey fucked her cock down into her throat with long, quick strokes. The slaps of her lower stomach onto Sabina's face were also rather loud, rather distracting. So yeah. She really might not be able to hear. Or at least pay attention.

Abruptly, Zoey dragged Sabina up and off her cock. Saliva trailed from her mouth to the tip of Zoey's dick, the strand breaking as the woman choked, gasped, and coughed. Her cheeks were flushed, the normally serene gray eyes clouded with dizzied lust. Yes, Zoey had gotten that part right: the harsh treatment was doing something for the older woman. She wasn't surprised. Sabina had never come off as someone who wanted the soft and gentle approach. Had a little too much fun strapping Zoey to metal tables for that.

Zoey, of course, didn't let her fully recover, only gave her a few moments to catch her breath. Then she was lying down on her back, turning Sabina around so that they were facing opposite directions: Sabina's knees to either side of Zoey's face and her bare pussy hanging above her. Sabina, like the good girl she was, knew what was being ordered of her. She wrapped her lips back around Zoey's cock, and Zoey arched upward in a hard slap, sheathing herself from a new angle. Sabina, with difficulty, held on as Zoey worked into a rhythm, bouncing her hips up and down off the bed as she repeatedly buried fourteen inches of cock into Sabina's throat.

The sight from the new angle was especially amazing, having Sabina's pussy hover right above her face. Though she ached to hug the woman's lower half down into her and return the oral favor, even in as lust-addled a state as she was, she didn't. She wouldn't claim anything from Sabina she hadn't offered, especially when she'd made it clear that she preferred giving and not receiving. Still, getting to see her teacher's pussy hovering a few inches above her, and also getting to look down her own body to see Sabina's bouncing breasts as she violently fucked into her mouth, was rather amazing.

She jackhammered into her teacher for nearly a minute, simply enjoying herself, but also wanting to see how long it would take before Sabina would start to squirm. And squirm she did, eventually; she still needed oxygen. Right as Sabina started to try to pull off, Zoey rejected the attempt and instead pulled her down and smooshed her face into her crotch, wrapping powerful thighs around her, locking her in place. Sabina struggled, briefly, an instinctual response, while choking on Zoey's cock, well out of oxygen by now. The squirming of those strained muscles were delightful against her throbbing member. She held the pose for a few seconds, then let Sabina go. Her teacher pulled off her cock, choking and gasping much more violently than before.

Zoey gave her a little longer to recover, since she'd been a little mean for that last part—though the panting, hazy-eyed look she turned to Zoey said she very much approved.

"My," Sabina said, voice a little hoarse. "Give a student an inch, they take a mile."

"If you can talk, you can be dick-sucking, I think," Zoey said.

Sabina's lips quirked up. "True enough," she conceded. "I haven't gotten to ask you the tenth question, though."

Zoey was beyond caring about that, because she knew the tenth would be purposefully impossible; she knew how these quizzes worked by now. And she didn't want to spare Sabina's mouth for even a moment.

Zoey rolled off the bed and stood. "To the edge," she ordered. "I'm getting close. I can finish inside?"

"Yes," Sabina said. "Though I'm interested in how the suit will handle that."

Zoey's desires overrode any sort of curiosity; she needed no further permission. With her teacher laid out, back slightly arched as Sabina offered up her throat, she watched with amazement as her thick, black-latex-clad cock slid into her sheathe for what would be the last time tonight—she wouldn't be removing it until she'd finished, which wouldn't be long, hot and tingling as her skin was.

Inch by inch, she fed fourteen inches of dick down Sabina's throat, the sensation like plunging into hot, tight silk. Skin bulged as she forced her cock into the snug space. She could feel her teacher's throat trying to accommodate the intrusion, bulging out around her massive member. With a groan, Zoey squeezed her hands around those two strong antlers and pulled, forcing Sabina down all the way to the root. Her lips kissed against the base of her shaft, Zoey's lower stomach against her nose.

"You're ... surprisingly good at this," Zoey grunted as she began to fuck into Sabina's face with short, hard thrusts. In and out, quick movements that had her feeling that tight, slick silk hugging on her every time she pulled back. "Practice a lot? How naughty."

Sabina, of course, couldn't respond.

She picked up her pace. Quick slaps as she bottomed out in her teacher, then quick slides back out, before plunging back in. Face-fucking the woman hard and fast. Her legs tensed and then started to shake as the pleasure built and built. She felt the dam about to burst, a long time coming. Her hips bucked harder, harder, each impact smacking her pelvis against Sabina's face and squishing that cute, poor nose into her lower stomach.

Her head started to swim, but she kept her eyes locked on Sabina's stomach. The final event had arrived, and Zoey admitted to

some

curiosity. What would Sabina's virile output potion do? She could all but feel the load threatening to spill out, the release begging to be let free. So much tension inside her. And that pressure was only half because she was finally getting to fill her teacher up—the other half, magically produced, and aching to be expelled.

"Here it comes," Zoey grunted. "Fuck, here it comes."

She plowed down hard, sheathing in Sabina's throat, hips ground into her face. Fourteen inches down into Sabina's body, practically into her stomach, the dam finally broke. Zoey whined in ecstasy and a stream of hot cum shot down her shaft, blasted from the end of her cock and sprayed deep into her teacher's body. She pulled hard on those antlers as her release burst out of her, keeping Sabina locked tightly onto her cock.

Zoey already knew what it was like to cum hard, and cum a lot, but this was different. Her cock convulsed in orgasm, but with each twitch, each heavy jump of ecstasy, thick bursts of liquid shot out from her. White streams spurted into Sabina's stomach, something she couldn't see, but could more than feel. Virile pulse after pulse, spilling with strength and intensity she'd never felt.

And then she could see it, too. The way Sabina's stomach began to expand outward, like she was taking a deep breath in, abdomen growing bigger and rounder. That lewd sight spurred Zoey on further, and her dimming orgasm renewed itself: her toes curled as she willed herself to empty more and more of her teacher's hard-earned reward into her stomach. To make her 'extraction session' worth it.

"Fuck," she groaned. "Take it. Take it. Nngh ..."

She thrust into Sabina's throat a few more times as the last of her load spilled out. Panting, head swimming, she was left in a happy daze as the pleasure finally subsided. Finished, Sabina's stomach was distended outward like she was pregnant, so much cum inside her it made Zoey feel drunk to see.

It took Zoey a few moments to calm down enough to stop shaking. She shakily let go of Sabina's antlers and began to pull out. A part of her had grown worried, considering just how much cum was trapped inside a latex condom inside her teacher's stomach, but either Accommodate, that wonderful skill, or the magical nature of the latex suit itself allowed Zoey to slip outward with admittedly some difficulty, but not too much. She pulled backward, the gigantic load of condom-enclosed cum slowly coming out with her. Sabina's stomach deflated as she extracted the load, and, while a very

strange

sight, and experience, it was also shockingly lewd, sending a jolt of renewed arousal through Zoey's body.