The PulseTeam, Book Two: Evolution

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Worth It

Part One: Alexa Evolving

The Monitor | Cleveland, Ohio
Tuesday, March 6, 2035 | 01:20 EST

After we get back home, I send the evidence files that also implicate Yuri Ivan Petkovic in the whole ordeal to Detective Hayward, then I go back to my room to find the lights turned down low, candles lit, an instrumental to Careless Whisper playing softly, and babygirl laying on my bed wearing nothing but an oversized black t-shirt and a pair of black, open-toed thigh-high socks. And the smell of vanilla extract permeates all throughout my room.

I close the door, bolt it shut, and soundproof the room.

Then, I strip out of my uniform, leaving me in a pair of black boxer briefs that outline a certain package in a way that makes babygirl literally drool. When I get to her, I immediately take her by her waist and kiss her deeply. We haven't had a chance to have any fun time with each other since we last had it. Which was last year.

So we kiss, and as we do so, she lays me down on my bed and straddles me. Then, she moans, I feel a definite wetness on me from her bare area, and it's coming from my babygirl. So I pull away, and say, "I want to try something new. Take off your shirt and face your rear end towards me."

She complies, and says, "You want to sixty-nine with me? But that'll give me more pleasure than it'll give you."

"Ah, but you have to remember that I am still a novice in the art of the tongue. So, you might not get as pleasure as you think you'll be getting from it."

"Well, I'll try to give you as much as you give me."

"Fine with me. Now bring that juicy ass of yours here."

"Yes, daddy."

And... SPROING! Instant tent. Alexa slides my underwear down my legs, and it springs to attention, hitting her in her face. Good thing I was relaxed, otherwise, things would have ended rather quickly and rather badly. Then she positions herself over my face, squishing her incredible boobs onto my abdominal area, and I lower her hips. And I get a whiff of her. She smells like Twinkies. So, I taste some of her secretions that drip onto my lips (because she's completely soaked down here), and the juices are sweet, like vanilla ice cream and caramel sauce combined! So, I begin licking and sucking, and she shudders.

Then she takes me, and after using that wet, textured tongue of hers on me, puts me all the way down her throat on the first go. That should have been impossible for her to do, which now leads me to wonder whether or not she actually has a gag reflex. Now, as I continue trying to pleasure her to the maximum of my abilities, she's doing something with her tongue and throat that can only be described as bliss, and she's going to make me explode into her stomach.

As I near my own release, I speed up my own tongue movements and begin vibrating it. Then, I stick my tongue inside her, place my lips on her area and vibrate my tongue more intensely while wiggling it around in there.

And the moment I let loose in her stomach, she climaxes in pulses, squirting into my mouth, and I drink the sweet liquid, licking the rest of it up in one lap when she finishes.

Then she slides me out of her throat, licking me clean, slinks off the bed, and goes to my bathroom. She orally expels the contents of my deposit from her stomach into my toilet, flushes it all down, and brushes her teeth, afterwards. Before she comes back, I freeze the liquid on my face, and dissipate the ice to dry my face off. I then take off my briefs all the way and throw them to the floor, and she comes back out and pounces on me in a kiss. Then, she says, "I'm really glad I cleaned myself out before this."

"Why?" I ask.

"Oh, no reason," she says, as she takes me and slides me inside her the other way, all the way to my base.