The Promised Creampie
Stirring a cup of hot tea with a chopstick — that was exactly how Isabel’s mouth-pussy was being ruthlessly churned by her stepson’s cock. Because she was lying face-down on the dining table, completely flipped over, the ceiling scraped against the underside of the cock’s root while her tongue scraped the top. At the same time, the glans wings, soaked in her saliva and slamming against the fleshy walls, sent an electrifying sensation racing through me right on the edge of climax.
“Mmmph… nghhh♡”
In front of her own daughters, Isabel had been reduced to a bitch in heat completely obsessed with her Master’s cock. Yet instead of the desperate screams one might expect from such degradation, sweet, lewd moans of pure enjoyment poured from her lips. The more frantically her mouth-pussy’s tongue worked, the wetter her actual cunt became. Between her shamelessly spread legs — like a roasted turkey laid out on the table — thick female nectar flowed freely, the kind only a bitch in heat could produce.
Watching her mother soak the tablecloth with her own juices, Cordelia let out a long sigh. Of course, it contained zero sympathy for her mother being violated by her stepson.
“Haa… I’m so jealous. When is big brother finally going to shove his cock into his poor little sister’s mouth — the same sister who already offered him her virginity?”
Cordelia spoke in a voice balanced perfectly between playfulness and self-mockery. She licked her alcohol-flushed lips with the tip of her tongue, as if trying to imagine herself in her mother’s place.
“I understand that you have a lot of pent-up resentment toward Mother, brother…”
Sophia wore a clearly displeased expression that said ‘Did you really have to do this right here?’ But she made no move to actively stop me. After throwing out that single complaint, she simply crossed her legs, quietly sipped her wine, and watched my depravity in silence.
From Sophia’s perspective — the one who had fiercely insisted I subdue Isabel and claim the position of family head as soon as possible — the current sight of her mother being trained wasn’t entirely bad. The haughty look on her face, as if she had zero interest in cock unlike Cordelia, was just an added bonus.
Instead of answering Sophia, I suppressed the rising urge to cum and pulled my cock out of Isabel’s mouth-pussy. I wiped the mixture of precum and saliva coating my shaft across her plump, glistening lips.
“Haaah… haa♡”
Freed at last, Isabel gasped for air. Her face was so slick with fluids it practically shone.
I grabbed her limp legs where they dangled off the table and spun her body so her ass faced me. Isabel flopped about like a lifeless doll under her stepson’s rough handling.
“Hic… A-are you going to put it inside me now?”
“That’s right. I’m going to show your daughters exactly how tight and chewy the hole they already passed through is. Spread your legs, Isabel.”
“Hngh♡ But I shouldn’t…”
With a short, sweet moan, Isabel grabbed her own thick thighs and obediently spread her legs wide. Between them, her cock-hungry pussy twitched and fluttered like a female hole eagerly waiting for its male.
I stripped off my top so I could feel her bare skin directly against mine and said,
“Isabel, you’re going to personally teach your daughters just how incredible the eldest son’s cock is. If I see you trying to hold back your voice, I won’t forgive you.”
“Understood…”
The moment I pressed my swollen glans against her dripping entrance, I glanced at Sophia. She had frozen mid-sip, wine glass still pressed to her lips, staring intently at the brutal cock about to violate her mother. So much for pretending not to care.
I flashed her a sly grin.
“Don’t be too jealous, Sophia. Same goes for you, Cordelia. Once things settle down, I’ll hold both of you every single day without fail.”
“W-who said I was jealous!”
Sophia flinched so hard she nearly dropped her glass, slamming it down on the table with a loud clack. Droplets of red wine splattered across the tablecloth.
While adjusting my position to thrust into Isabel, I teased her again.
“If you’re not, then why have you been squeezing your thighs together like that this whole time?”
“T-that’s because…”
Caught red-handed, Sophia quickly uncrossed her legs and pressed them tightly together. Even without looking, I knew her pants were soaked.
“It’s fine to be honest, Sophia. No one here is going to scold you for saying you love me.”
“Khh…”
Sophia let out a mortified whimper like a shy maiden receiving her first confession. I set her aside for now — it was Isabel’s turn.
Staring straight into Isabel’s eyes, which swirled with tension and arousal, I spoke.
“Consider it an honor, Isabel. Every woman here wants to be held by me.”
Then I slowly pushed my hips forward. From glans to root, my cock was swallowed whole by Isabel’s vaginal walls. The countless folds inside her hot flesh wrapped around me as if each one were a living creature with a mind of its own.
The instant my cock entered her, Isabel’s legs — still held in my hands — began to spasm violently.
“Haaahhhng♡ It’s in… my son’s cock is inside me in front of my daughters♡”
I released her legs and leaned forward, pressing my body against her soft breasts. In response, Isabel’s smooth calves wrapped around my back, clinging to me like a female in heat desperately trying to milk her male’s cum.
There was no longer any need to restrain her.
I asked Masha and Cordelia to let Isabel go, then looked down at her.
“How is it? Much better than getting fucked in the mouth, right?”
“It feels so good♡ My womb is being pounded so deep… it feels amazing♡”
There wasn’t a trace of shame on Isabel’s face — the kind a mother should feel being ravished in front of her daughters. Only the face of a bitch convulsing in pleasure remained.
Savoring the sensation of her soft breasts squishing against my chest, I began rocking my hips upward. Rather than simply thrusting deep, it felt more like I was using my cock as a scoop, churning her insides upward. The moment my shaft scraped hard against the upper wall of her pussy, Isabel reacted instantly.
She wrapped her arms around my neck like a lover and cried out.
“Haaauuung♡ My… my pussy is going to break from Arwen’s cock!”
Her slender neck, glistening with beads of transparent sweat, vibrated nonstop from the endless stream of lewd moans. When I flicked the tip of my tongue against that vulnerable throat, I felt her pussy clench hard around my embedded cock, accompanied by a salty taste.
While slowly licking her neck, I whispered,
“You look like you’re suffering, Isabel. Should I pull out right now? I’m not into forcing people.”
“Really? I didn’t know that about you.”
Sophia’s teasing voice came from the side, followed by laughter from Cordelia and Raibel. But Isabel clearly had no room to enjoy jokes right now.
She clamped her legs tightly around my ass as if she would never let go and screamed desperately.
“Nooo♡ Don’t you dare pull out! Please torment Isabel’s pussy more with Arwen’s cock♡”
Watching her mother desperately squeezing her son’s cock even while panting like a dog, Cordelia joined the conversation.
“How does it feel, Mother? Having big brother’s cock inside you?”
Isabel answered without hesitation.
“Haaung♡ It’s the best! So hard and hot♡ My womb is trembling so much I think I’m going crazy♡”
Satisfied with the answer, Cordelia smiled warmly. The dangerous aura around her was wrapped in gentle affection.
She moved closer to Isabel’s head, gently wiped the sweat from her mother’s cheek with the back of her hand, and whispered,
“If big brother becomes the official head of the family, you’ll get to taste this incredible cock every single day, you know?”
“R-really?”
Isabel’s eyes widened as she asked. I nodded without stopping the movement of my hips.
“Of course, Isabel. With a bitch who has such a lewd body right beside me, you think I’d just leave you alone?”
“Hic… Arwen’s cock… every single day…”
I whispered sweetly into Isabel’s ear as pleasure completely flooded her mind like spilled water spreading across the floor.
“Imagine it, Isabel. A life where you pant beneath your son’s cock every single night.”
“Haaahhhng♡ T-that would make me unfit as a human being…”
“Really? I think it would feel a lot better than a life spent catering to the whims of those greedy Valeri bastards, don’t you?”
“That’s…”
Isabel bit her lip and fell silent. Her trembling eyes revealed her hesitation completely. Seeing her like this, something deep inside me whispered that now was the moment to extract the answer I wanted.
I drove my hips with everything I had. Even if my glans and root bent inside her vaginal walls, I didn’t care.
“Haang, aang, haaaang♡”
Sudden intense movement tore short, rapid moans from Isabel’s throat. Holding back my own explosive breathing, I commanded her.
“Say it, Isabel. Say you’ll become my woman.”
Isabel squeezed her eyes shut and cried out.
“Aang♡ I shouldn’t… A mother becoming her son’s concubine… something like this can’t happen♡”
“There’s no such thing as ‘can’t happen’ in this world. Open your eyes and look at me.”
Her tear-and-sweat-glistening eyelids slowly lifted. I stared straight into her eyes and said,
“The only person qualified to become Isabel’s Master is the head of the Reinhardt family. And the only person fit for that position is me.”
“Hic… that’s…”
“I’ll say it one more time. Become my woman. Offer everything you have to me the same way you served my father when he was head of the family. If you do, my cock will belong to you as well.”
And at last, the moment arrived.
“I’ll do it… I’ll become Arwen’s concubine…”
Isabel spoke in a voice quieter than a mosquito at midnight. That wasn’t enough.
I wanted a declaration that would be burned into everyone’s minds.
“Say it again, Isabel. Loud enough for everyone here to hear.”
Isabel nodded, swallowed once, and then proclaimed to every person present exactly as her stepson demanded.
“Isabel Reinhardt will become Lord Arwen’s concubine! From now on, I will serve as Lord Arwen’s personal outlet for sexual desire for the rest of my life!”
At Isabel’s declaration recognizing Arwen as the true head of the family, both Sophia and Cordelia shot up from their chairs. Masha gave a quiet nod of approval, while Raibel clapped with a bright, innocent smile.
I smiled with deep satisfaction at Isabel and gently stroked her cheek.
“Hngh♡”
Even when her stepson touched her not as a mother but as a lover, no rejection appeared on Isabel’s face. She simply accepted the head of the family’s touch with a shy smile.
At last, Isabel Reinhardt, who had been acting head of the family, had completely submitted to me.
It had been roughly six months since the day I possessed the adult version of Elysia Story.
The wicked woman who once tried to kill me was now lying beneath me, begging for pleasure.
The overwhelming sense of conquest burning deep in my heart sent waves of catharsis flooding through my entire brain.
I lifted Isabel’s limp body from the table and pulled her into my arms.
“Well done, Isabel. The load I’m about to fill your womb with is the proof of our promise.”
“Yes♡ Please cum as much as you want, my Lord♡ Mark Isabel’s womb with your proof♡”
Feeling her sticky skin cling to my chest, I released the tension in my lower abdomen. The cock that had been waiting only for this moment erupted with thick, scorching semen.
“Haaaaahhhng♡ I’m cumming from my son’s… no, from my Lord’s creampie♡”
Isabel’s arms around my neck trembled. The semen not only flooded her convulsing womb and vaginal walls but overflowed from her pussy, spilling everywhere.
The healthy young new head of the Reinhardt family’s cum covered the dining table and the floor of the dining hall — just as I had said, engraving the lewd promise of turning his stepmother into his personal concubine deep into the very walls of the mansion.