Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 396: Changing Elyas’s Taste

Elyas could only watch, his world shattered, his wife taken from him in the most twisted and passionate way. The room was filled with the sounds of our ragged breaths, our moans of pleasure, and the wet, slapping sounds of our bodies coming together.

As I felt my orgasm building, I leaned down, my voice a dark and seductive growl. “Cum for me, Julie,” I commanded, my thrusts growing even more brutal. “I want to feel you cumming around my cock. Aah, yes, just like that. Hmm, cum for me, Julie. Show me how much you need me.”

Julie’s body tensed, her moans reaching a crescendo as she neared her climax. “Yes, please,” she begged, her voice a desperate whimper. “I need you, Jack. I need to feel you inside me. Yes, just like that. Hmm, harder, please. I need to feel you owning me, consuming me. Aah, yes, I’m cumming, Jack. I’m cumming for you.”

With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside Julie, my cock pulsating as I released my load inside her. Julie screamed, her body convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm as she felt my hot cum filling her up.

“Hmm, yes, fill me,” she moaned, her voice filled with desperate need. “I need you, Jack. I need to feel you inside me. Aah, please, don’t stop. aaaah, yes, just like that. Hmm, harder, please. I need to feel you owning me, consuming me. Aah, yes, I’m yours, Jack. I’m yours forever.”

As we lay there, spent and satisfied, I couldn’t help but revel in the twisted passion that had just unfolded. Elyas could only watch, his world shattered, his wife taken from him in the most delicious and erotic way. The room was filled with a heavy silence, the only sounds being the ragged breaths of the three of us, each lost in our own emotions and desires.

Elyas cried out, his voice breaking with despair. “Let me go… Kill me if you dare… bastard…”

I smiled, pulling my cock out from Julie’s dripping pussy, and turned to her. “Julie… I feel so bad about your husband… Look, he’s crying for his wife.”

Julie, still panting and covered in sweat, looked at Elyas with a mix of pity and satisfaction. “Elyas, I’m sorry… but I can’t deny how I feel,” she said, her voice trembling with emotion. “Jack makes me feel alive in ways you never could.”

I chuckled darkly and turned my attention back to Elyas. “My dear Uncle Elyas, I am not as bad as you think… I will help you.”

I looked at Julie, who blushed under my gaze. I chuckled and used my Absolute Hypnosis, locking eyes with Elyas. “Elyas, from now on, you will be sexually interested in men other than me,” I commanded, my voice dripping with dark amusement.

Elyas’s expression changed subtly, a hint of confusion flickering across his face. He didn’t feel any immediate changes, so I continued, my voice a dark and seductive growl. “From now on, you will feel nauseous and hate getting in contact with any female…”

As the words left my mouth, I could see the shift in Elyas’s demeanor. His face twisted in disgust at the thought of being with a woman, his body language changing as my commands took hold.

As Elyas doubled over, retching violently, I couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. “What… what have you done to me?” he gasped, his voice weak and trembling. “I feel… I feel sick. Oh god, I can’t… I can’t even look at her without feeling like I’m going to vomit.”

I watched as Elyas glanced at his wife’s exposed body, quickly covering his mouth as he fought back another wave of nausea. The sight of Julie’s pussy, glistening with my cum, made him retch violently. He stumbled towards the bathroom, his body wracked with dry heaves.

As I chuckled darkly and turned to Julie, my voice dripping with dark amusement, I couldn’t help but revel in the twisted satisfaction of the moment. “Look how I have helped your husband… How do you reward me?” I asked, my eyes locked onto Julie’s.

Julie blushed, her mind racing with the implications of my actions and the state of her husband. “You are so bad…” she whispered, her voice a mix of shame and reluctant admiration. Her eyes flickered with a complex blend of emotions—pity for Elyas, but also an undeniable arousal from the power dynamics at play.

I was about to continue, to delve deeper into the twisted game we were playing, when a sudden noise caught my attention. It was the sound of footsteps in the hallway, light and hesitant, yet unmistakably approaching. I felt a surge of anticipation, a dark thrill at the thought of who it might be.

“Hannah,” I murmured, more to myself than to Julie, but she heard me nonetheless. Her eyes widened slightly, a flicker of concern crossing her features.

I exchanged glances with Julie, and silent communication passed between us. She nodded slightly, her blush deepening as she bit her lip, her body still trembling from our recent activities. The air between us was charged with a mix of tension and excitement, the thrill of the forbidden adding an extra layer of intensity to the moment.

I used AI Lens to see through the door and saw Hannah tiptoeing in the hallway with a worried look on her face. It seemed she must have heard Elyas’ yelling and thought that Elyas and Julie were fighting over something. Her presence added a new dimension to the situation, a sense of urgency, and the need for discretion.

Julie’s body trembled slightly, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tried to compose herself. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken desires and the remnants of our intimate encounter. I could see the conflict in Julie’s eyes, the struggle between her arousal and the need to maintain appearances.

Julie didn’t understand why I said Hannah’s name while looking at the door, but she instantly guessed it. Her eyes widened slightly, a flicker of concern crossing her features as she glanced towards the door. The realization that Hannah might be nearby added a new layer of tension to the already charged atmosphere.

I thought of something and looked at Julie, my expression a mix of amusement and anticipation. “Looks like our daughter is here,” I said, my voice low and husky, a hint of a smirk playing on my lips.

Julie blushed, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of our encounter. “What… is she here?” she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and concern. The thought of Hannah being nearby added a sense of urgency to the situation, the need to maintain appearances becoming even more crucial.

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