Again in Valter: Labella de Pawen
Once again, in Valter.
“Haaah… haaangh…!! I’m cumming…!!”
Along with a sound that resembled sobbing—no, the cry of a young beast—thick, sticky milk spurted from the tip of a ferocious penis that seemed entirely unrelated to the delicate young boy panting in the throes of climax. Without the slightest hesitation in front of her own older sister, it flooded her womb.
“Auuugh… ah, inside… so much… so much… hiiing… I’m getting pregnant… pregnant… huuung… Sister… Sister… Aang, auuugh… Getting pregnant together with you, Sister… getting knocked up… Gruu… Ooooh…”
Idrien’s voluptuous ass quivered as the hot semen poured into her belly and slammed against her womb. She kept repeating the word “pregnant” as if she wanted Ilien to hear every syllable—recalling the impossible sight her sister had whispered about: carrying the child of a single man. No, the child of a young boy whose head barely reached her chest. The vision of herself and her sister, both with bellies swollen huge, serving the boy, sent Idrien spiraling into pleasure far greater than anything she had felt before. She continued spewing filthy words, lost in the obscene fantasy.
“Khuuugh, Idrien, Idrien…! Get pregnant… uuung… Good… just like Ilien’s pussy… Uuuuugh, I’ll knock you both up together, nice and full…!”
Far from trying to escape, the female teacher was clinging to him. Marei gripped Idrien’s shoulders even tighter, as if to prove he would keep the promise in his words. He ground his cock left and right, prying open her cervix, and continued his vigorous ejaculation.
“N-no… haaung… Th-that’s… aaang, uuuung… To a little brat like this… haaung… Together with Sister… huuung… I-I don’t want… Aaaang… He’s pounding my belly so hard… Aaah… I’m getting pregnant… Together with Sister… Kkhuhuhu…!”
Despite saying she didn’t want it, Idrien clutched the boy’s massive chest and pushed her ass down against his thighs, urging him to cum even deeper. The sight only fueled his arousal further.
“A-aaang. How long… are you going to keep… uuuup… huup…! Uuuung, auuup… S-Sister… mmmph… uup…!”
Watching her younger sister monopolize their Master while still spitting out lies about not wanting it, Ilien could no longer hold back. She grabbed Idrien’s chin, sealed the lying lips with her own, and thrust her tongue inside, flooding her with saliva.
“Chuuuup… Sister, auuugh… N-no… If we k-kiss… huuung… I’ll become weird…! Chuuup… Uuup… Mmph… Mph… Chuuup…!”
Below, thicker-than-yogurt semen was pumped into her without pause. Above, her beloved older sister kissed her, sharing sticky saliva. Idrien could no longer keep her mind intact. She clung desperately to the young boy and reached a pitiful climax.
“C-cumming, caaahk, uhuuung, aaang, aaaang, ang, ang, caaaah. Caaah…! Caaaaah… uuup… mph…!”
Only a few days ago, Idrien had endured days so horrific they could only be described as the worst of her life. Now she trembled in an ecstasy she had never once felt in all her years.
“Uuuub…! Uuuuup… mph… Guuuuup…! Guuuuup…!”
Even when she tried to say she was cumming, her older sister’s tongue roughly swept through her mouth, turning the words into echoes that were swallowed down her throat along with Ilien’s saliva.
“Auuu…”
After emptying every last drop of semen into the female teacher’s pussy, Marei pulled his still-raging meat rod out of the honey pot now overflowing with cum and let out a satisfied growl.
“Auu… Master…”
Having watched the cock that had pistoned nonstop inside her sister now glistening with thick semen, Ilien stared at Marei’s penis with an enraptured expression. She looked ready to pounce on the boy who had just claimed her younger sister.
“Then, now it’s Ilien’s turn…”
“Yes!!!”
Seeing Ilien cling to him, rubbing her massive breasts against his body and panting, Marei left the younger sister sprawled out in a puddle of pleasure and slowly turned toward the older one.
“M-Master… aang… Master… aang…”
A familiar voice dragged Idrien’s consciousness, which had sunk to the bottom of a tidal wave of pleasure, back toward awareness. It was a voice she knew all too well. The brief flicker of curiosity was quickly overwritten as an intense, almost violent pleasure began to knead at her mind.
“I-I’m going to die… Master… aang, aang…”
Feeling her legs—no, her thighs—trembling violently, she traced the source of the pleasure that was being poured into her. Her hand unconsciously stroked her lower belly. The warm, pleasant fullness inside her womb was slowly draining away, making her thighs clench on their own. Only then did she realize she was lying completely naked on the bed. Idrien stared blankly at the ceiling.
The constant moaning in her ear made her look down at her own body, stained with sweat and semen. She flinched, then carefully pushed herself up.
“Thank you for using your sister’s meat toilet…! Aaaang, aang, it feels so good… hng… hng…! It’s better than the younger sister’s toilet, right? Auuugh… It’s stirring inside me… huuung…!”
“Your sister’s toilet feels so good… huuung… Just like the younger sister’s toilet…!”
Schlurp… Schlurrrp… Schlurp…!
On all fours like a beast, Ilien was taking the young boy’s penis with her entire body. Her snow-white ass, covered in handprints, jiggled and swayed every time the boy thrust forward.
“Th-thank you… huuuu… Aaang… Uaaang… Th-thank you… Hiiit…! Th-thank yooouuu…!”
Ilien, collapsed in a prone position after being taken from behind, drooled clear saliva all over the sheets. Even while being treated as a meat toilet by a boy far younger than herself, endless words of gratitude flowed from her lips. Her face, which looked like she was both crying and laughing, was filthy with tears and snot, as if it would shatter at the slightest impact.
Even though Ilien looked like she might faint at any moment, Marei’s priority was relieving his own lust. He savored the sensation of her plump ass against his lower belly and kept slamming his hips.
“Auuung… When you grind… it feels so gooood… Aaang… Ang… Aaaang…”
Under the violent movements of the young boy’s waist, Ilien arched her back like a bow and unconsciously crawled forward as if trying to escape. The sheets in her fists were wrinkled beyond recovery. Her huge breasts, covered in merciless kiss marks, bounced a half-beat behind the trembling of her upper body.
Schlick-schlick-schlick!!
“Hit… hit… ngh… Huk… Huk… Huk…!”
Every time the penis battered her cervix, a pleasure that traveled up her belly and straight to her brain forced broken moans from Idrien’s lips. The boy, too focused on moving his hips, instinctively realized the beautiful woman was trying to crawl away. He leaned over her from behind and hugged her tight, yet never stopped stirring the meat rod inside her honey pot or scraping out the semen-mixed nectar.
“Aaang, M-Master… Hihiiing… If you mount me from behind… aaang… ang…”
Though she spoke as if flustered, Ilien subtly lifted her ass, tempting her young Master.
“Ilien’s breasts…”
He slipped one hand between her heavy breasts and the bedsheet, then used the other to knead a breast so large it couldn’t possibly be held in one palm.
“Auuung… So rough… hehe… Uung… Ang, angang…”
With their bodies pressed completely together, he drove his cock inside while roughly massaging her tits. At the same time, he left fresh kiss marks on the back of the meat toilet that had relatively few compared to the rest of her. It was as fierce as animals mating, yet he explored and kneaded the female teacher’s body purely on instinct.
“I’m cumming, uuuung… C-cumming… Aaang, aaang, ang, ang, hiiit… Hit… hit… Uuuuuu!!”
The woman who, only a few weeks ago, had shyly curled into a ball and whimpered like a young calf whenever she climaxed had vanished. Now Ilien thrashed her slender neck like a bitch in heat, scattering her platinum-blonde hair and sweat through the air.
“Ilien’s pussy is squeezing so tight… Uuu… I’m cumming… I’m cumming… Guuuugh…!”
Marei kept slamming his hips even as Ilien came without permission. Feeling the meat walls that gripped his cock so greedily, he pressed his palm against her hardened nipple and rolled it in circles.
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick!!
His hips moved faster and faster without end. Ilien could no longer even moan properly; her mouth simply hung open as her body shook violently from the overwhelming pleasure. The young boy spread his mouth wide and roared like a beast at the sensation of the convulsing, trembling honey pot clamping down on him.
“Ah… Ah… Ah… Ha… Hu… Ah…”
Feeling the penis that kept pressing against her womb tremble, Idrien forced her mouth open even though no proper words would come out. She seemed to be waiting for her Master’s ejaculation for the dozenth time.
Though the words were barely coherent—
“Ilien! Ilien! Ilien!!”
“Guuugh… Ah… Ma… Uu… Aah…”
The sweat-drenched female body writhed, subtly adjusting her hips to better receive the semen. Whether or not the young boy understood the state of his now-subjugated elf teacher, he hugged the sensual body tightly from behind and thrust with all his strength to lock himself in place.
Thuuust…!
A sound like a metal stake being driven into flesh. The moment the tip of the penis lodged itself in the cervix of the woman who called herself a meat toilet, the enormous thing that seemed impossible for a young boy to possess began to shake violently as it erupted inside her.
Juuuuurk…! Juuuuuuurk…!
Semen gushed out with the force of a violent assault on her womb. Thick, sticky fluid too dense to escape easily wedged itself into every fold of her vaginal walls and flooded Ilien’s body in massive quantities.
Even after pumping so much semen into her, the boy was still not satisfied. Seeing him pour just as much into her older sister’s womb made Idrien bite her lip.
Schlurp… Schlurrrp…
“Ahuu… Uuuu…”
Even as jelly-like semen leaked from their joining point, the boy did not stop cumming. His waist trembled as he gripped Ilien’s hips tightly, as if he had to fill her completely, shooting his load in front of her twin younger sister.
“Uuu… Feels so good… Ilien?”
As if shaking out the last drops of urine from his urethra, the boy rocked his hips to empty the final spurts, then kneaded the breasts of Ilien—who had lost consciousness to waves of pleasure—while calling her name. His lust still not fully quenched, he moved his waist again, calling Ilien’s name once more as she barely managed to breathe. Then, as if it were routine, he prepared to thrust again—only to meet Idrien’s eyes. She was right beside them, radiating the thick scent of a bitch in heat.
“Now I want to do it with Idrien.”
With no consideration and no guilt whatsoever, the boy’s sparkling eyes made Idrien’s body tremble violently.
“Hm? I want to do it with Idrien too.”
Schluuuuurp…
The heavy penis slid out of her older sister’s body with a wet, obscene sound. Ilien slowly withdrew the fingers she had been using to pleasure herself while watching the young boy ravish her sister, then stared directly into his black eyes.
Completely against her own emotions, she realized that when the boy said he wanted something, he was not asking for permission—it was a unilateral declaration. Her body shook. Unable to contain the emotion surging in her chest, she opened her mouth of her own accord.
“……Please.”
Despite eyes that looked ready to burst into tears, the words that flowed from the female teacher’s lips—the same woman who had once hated the young boy so fiercely—were the answer her instincts whispered.
“Little guest, this time… Ahem… you’ve brought a very pretty big sister with you.”
The owner of the mobile café they had visited on their first day in the principality greeted them warmly. The manager, who had been smiling playfully at Marei, opened his mouth slightly in surprise at the beauty standing beside the young boy. Realizing his rudeness, he quickly bowed his head.
“Marei, he called me a pretty big sister.”
“Uuu… But, Mom, we’re outside…”
Labella giggled and hugged Marei tightly from the side. When she pressed those magnificent breasts—breasts that had only moments ago been wrapped around his penis, deformed again and again—against him, Marei flinched and subtly tried to escape his lovely mother’s embrace.
“Does our Marei not like going on dates with a pretty big sister?”
With round, gentle eyes and a sweet voice completely unlike her usual self, Labella grabbed Marei’s arm and pulled him back into her arms. No one who saw her now could possibly imagine the Witch of the Inspection Bureau. Overflowing with maternal love, she pressed the boy’s head firmly against the very same breasts that had been overflowing with semen in the bathroom just an hour earlier.
“I-it’s not that I don’t like it… Labella… Mom…”
Realizing he had casually called his mother’s name the same way he did when they were entangled in bed, Marei’s body twitched. He carefully added the word “Mom” at the end.