Chapter 33: The Fall
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 33: The Fall
No man could resist getting aroused by the contradictory sight of her shaking her hips while looking down at me so fiercely. Only after taking Sophia once more did I finally get up.
“Hah… hah…”
Finally free from me, Sophia gasped for breath, sprawled out on the bed.
Her skin, glistening with sweat, her firm, high breasts, and her flushed cunt, which gaped as it continuously spilled my semen, were utterly intoxicating.
I gently placed a hand on her stomach, and Sophia’s eyes shot open. Her glare was still venomous. But that lasted only a moment. I slid my hand down and pressed firmly on her fully swollen clitoris.
“Haak!”
Another moan, steeped in pleasure, burst from her lips. The semen that had filled her vagina gushed out in spurts.
“That was enjoyable, Mother. I’m looking forward to what’s to come.”
“Ah, what’s to… come?”
“Surely, you didn’t think it would end with just one time?”
Sophia bit her lower lip and glared at me.
“Why the long face? I, your son, am offering to take care of a body that spreads its legs for just anyone. Among your sons not of your blood, none will be more filial than I. Hah hah.”
Sophia was now grinding her teeth. It seemed she didn’t remember how she had moved of her own accord, drunk on pleasure just moments ago. In truth, that made it even better.
A woman whose body and mind are separate—how alluring is that? And what about how every time we had sex, it offered the same sense of conquest as the first? I smirked and turned my back to Sophia.
The sun was already up. It was late morning. I had been engrossed in sex with Sophia for nearly half a day. Was it because of the high energy consumption? I was starving. I headed straight for the dining hall.
Someone was waiting for me there.
“Aenya.”
“Hmph.”
Aenya’s face seemed to brighten when she saw me enter, but she quickly whipped her head away. As I sat down beside her, a servant brought our meal and retreated to the kitchen.
Aenya was still ignoring me.
“Aenya?”
I slipped my hand under the table and placed it on her thigh. Only then did Aenya turn to face me. She wore the same pouting expression I used to see when we were still formal with each other.
“What were you doing in Mother’s room for half the day?”
Her voice was just as prickly.
“Are you jealous?”
“J-Jealous? Me? Hmph, wait. Then you really were with Mother…!”
Aenya stared at me in disbelief. Still, her reaction was milder than I’d expected. It was probably thanks to her sexual ignorance. I spoke nonchalantly.
“It’s all your fault, you know.”
“W-What?”
Aenya was flustered by the unexpected counterattack. I didn’t give her time to think and continued my assault.
“A lover has a duty to satisfy their partner. But what about you, Aenya? Haven’t you always come first whenever we do it? Thanks to you, I’ve had to hold back, unsatisfied. Even with my lover right in front of me.”
I never intended to be satisfied with just one woman. To achieve that, I had to establish our relationship dynamic properly from the start. The thought of dealing with the jealousy of women in the future was a dreadful prospect.
Yes. This was a form of gaslighting.
“I can do better!”
“You’ll grow, so I’m sure you’ll be able to someday. But isn’t it true that you’re lacking right now?”
“No… Ahk-”
Before Aenya could finish, the hand caressing her thigh suddenly slipped under her skirt.
It was already hot and damp inside. As I stroked her inner thigh, I could even feel moisture. It was obvious the area around her cunt would be in an even more disastrous state.
Was this the result of just a thigh caress? I narrowed my eyes and looked at Aenya. She flinched and avoided my gaze.
“Since when has it been like this?”
“I-I don’t know…”
“If you don’t know, then I’ll have to make you understand.”
Aided by her slickness, my hand slid up her thigh and finally reached her cunt. In that moment, my eyes widened in surprise. The feel of fabric that should have been there was missing.
“Aenya, you…”
The nape of Aenya’s neck, her head turned away from me, was flushed bright red. I wondered if her face was even redder.
It seemed the thrilling encounter we’d had in the dining hall before had left a deep impression. It might have even awakened a new sexual desire in her. Otherwise, her boldness was hard to explain.
“Haha, you.”
“D-Don’t laugh! Haah…!”
Aenya’s resistance quickly faded the moment I slipped a finger into her cunt. Unable to hold back any longer, she slumped over the table. Her body twitched with my finger’s movements, and the moans that escaped her lips were sweet.
Click.
Just then, the door to the kitchen opened slightly, and a servant poked his head in.
“Did you call, sir?”
He must have heard the noise of Aenya slumping onto the table and mistaken it for me calling him.
I waved my hand as if nothing was wrong.
“Hahp…”
As the servant returned to the kitchen, Aenya let out the moan she had been holding back. I was now certain that a new desire had awakened within her. When the door had opened, her cunt had clenched so tightly it almost hurt my finger.
Gently scraping the sticky, ridged vaginal walls that ensnared my finger, I whispered into her ear.
“How can you satisfy me like this?”
“Hahh, I, I can…!”
“Oh, really?”
“Huh, huh…?”
When I pulled my finger out of her cunt, Aenya looked up at me, flustered. Her face, disheveled and steeped in pleasure, seemed to be seducing me.
I didn’t refuse. I pulled her onto my lap. Her wide skirt concealed my lower body as well, so I just lowered the top of my pants slightly and took out my cock. It was immediately hidden by her skirt.
“Oh, Brother…?”
Aenya’s body trembled, guessing what I was about to do. Was it a tremble of anticipation? Or of fear?
“Haak…!”
Judging by her identical reaction even after my cock slid into her cunt, it seemed to be the former.
Her cunt, already accustomed to the shape of my cock, accepted it all too easily. Of course, being accustomed to it didn’t mean the pleasure was diminished.
“Oh, Brother. I, I…!”
Leaning against me, Aenya tilted her head back to look up at me. The way she licked her lips with those honey-dripping eyes told me what she wanted.
I lowered my head, and her lips immediately came to meet mine. Her tongue moved greedily, as if to suck up all the saliva in my mouth, making obscene, wet sounds.
Schlick. Schlick.
Aenya seemed to have forgotten we were in the dining hall where a servant could return at any moment, as she frantically devoured my tongue. When I pulled my lips away slightly, a silvery thread of saliva stretched between us. Still not satisfied, Aenya whined.
“Brother…”
“We might get caught.”
“I-I don’t care.”
“Really?”
Did she sense something unusual in my voice? Aenya’s eyes widened. Before she could say anything else, I called out.
“Is anyone there?”
“A-Are you crazy?”
I had summoned the servant. Aenya’s eyes darted around in panic before she slumped back over the table.
I could guess how nervous she was from her cunt, which clamped down on my cock so tightly it felt like the blood flow was cut off.
The servant who entered through the kitchen door hesitated for a moment. He had seen Aenya sitting on top of me.
Though Aenya had a girlish body due to her stunted growth, she was actually twenty years old. Such intimate skinship between adult siblings would naturally look strange.
“You called for me?”
The servant’s face was slightly flushed. He seemed to be having some naughty fantasy. Instead of explaining, I pushed a goblet to the other side of the table.
“The wine is empty.”
“Yes. I’ll prepare it.”
The servant retreated, repeatedly glancing at the area hidden by Aenya’s skirt. His scurrying footsteps were quick.
“Aenya. The servant will be back soon.”
Aenya didn’t answer. Instead, she began to gently move her hips.
“Aenya?”
“Hahh!”
Aenya was covering her mouth with her arm, but a suppressed moan escaped through the gap. As if she couldn’t hear me, she kept moaning and thrusting her hips.
Her movements even showed signs of becoming more frantic. Even I, who had created this situation, was taken aback.
Clatter.
The servant returned to the dining hall carrying a brass pitcher of wine. In that instant, Aenya’s cunt clenched unbearably. I could feel her trembling through our connected skin.
She had surely reached her climax. And so had I.
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt.
I could almost hear the sound of my cock pulsing as it spewed semen. Aenya’s tense back went limp. A white haze seemed to rise from her.
The servant, who had approached us at some point, was pouring wine into the goblet, stealing glances at Aenya. His face was even redder than before.
Well, seeing her flushed cheeks, her dazed eyes steeped in pleasure, and the drool trickling from the corner of her mouth, it would be strange not to know what they had been doing.
It was obvious we’d been caught, but it didn’t really matter. There was no one left in the mansion to stop me now.
Aenya seemed to think differently. Every time she heard the sound of wine being poured, her cunt twitched.
I looked the servant straight in the eye and spoke nonchalantly.
“I heard you all have been through a lot participating in the search. So I’m thinking of giving you a vacation. Hmm, three days should be enough. It’s paid leave, of course. I’ll even throw in a bonus.”
The servant jumped in surprise, as if he were the one caught doing something wrong. Then, understanding my words, his eyes widened.
“A vacation, you say?”
In this era, there were no holidays aside from Sundays and religious anniversaries. Moreover, an employer who paid you to rest? He was probably even more surprised because that employer was me, a man famous for being a scoundrel.
But what did that matter? Who doesn’t like vacations and money? The servant’s face brightened at once.
“That’s right. It starts now. But! If I see any servant after I’ve finished my meal, he’ll have to stay behind and work alone. Along with you, for failing to deliver the news correctly.”
The servant, who had been watching me cautiously, jumped in alarm, grabbed the vacation bonus, and hurried out of the dining hall.
Unaware that the servant had left, Aenya was still covering her mouth with her arm, stifling her moans.
I stood up, laid Aenya on the table, and began to thrust my hips in earnest. Aenya struggled, pushing me away.
“B-Brother…! We’ll get caught…!”
Pinning her down with my body weight so she couldn’t move, I drove my cock into her roughly. Then I whispered in her ear.
“Isn’t it your fault for clamping down on my cock and not letting go?”
“Aaaah- I, I…!”
Now, Aenya shrieked her moans, not caring if she was heard. Just then, I heard a sound from behind. I pulled my cock out of Aenya, who was trembling at the peak of her climax, and turned around to see Sophia, who had collapsed to the floor with a horrified expression.
“You, what are you two…!”
Without panicking, I strode over and shoved my cock, glistening with Aenya’s juices and my semen, in Sophia’s face.
Gulp.
Her throat bobbed reflexively.
“What’s the matter? We’re just a brother and sister deepening our affection.”
Her shock was brief; Sophia quickly regained her confidence. She shot to her feet and looked at me with a victor’s smile.
“Hahaha. Allen, what do you think will happen when my husband finds out you’ve defiled his beloved daughter! You, unable to control your base lust, have dug your own grave!”
I let out a smirk.
“But Father isn’t here. Neither are the servants. Which means, right now, it’s just us.”
Only then did she seem to realize something was wrong. Her triumphant demeanor vanished, and Sophia’s eyes began to tremble. She backed away, looking around frantically.
“I-Is anyone there!!”
She shouted, but no servant appeared. Her face grew paler and paler.
“It seems you require more education, Mother.”
Before Sophia could say anything, my hand shot out and grabbed her ample breast. Unlike before, when it was gentle, it was a rough touch that felt violent. However…
“Hah…!”
Her moan was filled with nothing but pleasure. As if surprised by her own reaction, Sophia hastily covered her mouth.
In that opening, I grabbed her ass and pulled her body close, so my cock pressed firmly against her lower belly. Facing each other at a distance where we could feel each other’s breath, Sophia swallowed hard.
I smirked.
“The truth is, you provoked me because you wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”
“W-What nonsense… Hahk…!”
I suddenly thrust my hand under Sophia’s skirt. Though not as much as Aenya, her underwear was soaked through. She must have changed, and yet this was the result.
“You say it’s not true? Then what is this?”
I shoved my fingers, glistening with her juices, in her face. Sophia turned her head away and said.
“I-I don’t know anything about that…!”
“You don’t know about something that came from your own body, Mother?”
Just as I’d suspected, Sophia’s body was hot. Wasn’t this the kind of body that couldn’t live a single day without a man? And she was already steeped in the pleasure I had given her over the past half-day.
“…”
I sneered at the silent Sophia, then grabbed the collar of her dress with both hands. And in one motion, I ripped it in two.
“Kyaaah-”
Sophia let out a girlish scream and tried to cover her body with her arms. Not that she could hide a body like that. Her figure, with its perfect curves in all the right places, was no less than a statue of Venus.
“Is there any need to deliberately hide this beautiful body?”
“When my husband returns, he will not forgive you!”
“Then, until he returns, you are mine, Mother.”
I roughly stole Sophia’s lips. She resisted, pushing against my chest, but there was little strength in her hands.