Back in Valter: Labella de Pawen (2)
Seeing the tips of her son’s ears slowly flush red with embarrassment, Labella pulled Marei into a tight embrace, as though she could no longer contain herself.
“Hmm… Will you call me big sister today? Labella big sister.”
Instead of answering, Marei gave a small nod, nestled deep in the soft, voluminous cushion of her breasts that gently cradled his face. Labella’s whispers against his ear, punctuated by warm puffs of breath, made the boy’s body stiffen awkwardly.
Labella immediately noticed the colossal monster already stirring inside the young master’s pants, yet she pretended ignorance. She released him from her arms and settled into an empty chair.
“Come now, big sister will buy whatever you want. Is there anything you’d like to eat?”
Labella picked up the menu and drew the last empty chair right beside her, smiling brightly. Marei swallowed hard and sat down next to her.
The day after claiming the twin sisters, Labella had spread her legs of her own accord, begging for praise for her efforts, and Marei had spent the entire day tumbling across the sheets with her, savoring the intimate scent of her skin. Yet no matter how deeply he inhaled that soft, intoxicating feminine fragrance, he never grew tired of it. His heart raced again; he placed his hands on his knees and squeezed his thighs together tightly.
“Mm… it says it has a nutty yet sweet character… Does that sound good?”
Using the plausible excuse of reading the coffee description Marei had pointed to, Labella pressed her body firmly against his and slowly read the words aloud. She slyly moved the rigidly seated boy’s arm and slipped it between her breasts, while glancing up at him with a seductive smile, gently arousing him.
The way his mother—no, his big sister—clung to him made his pulse thunder for a moment. Then, as she leaned her entire upper body against him, her alluring lower half came into view. The long skirt that struggled to contain the plump bottom he wanted to mark with handprints at every opportunity grew tighter as it approached her knees, concealing most of her sensual thighs. Coffee-colored stockings veiled her smooth, porcelain skin.
“Hmm? Where are you looking?”
“Ah, that’s… I… Labella… no, Mother. No, Big Sister… I…”
The Director of the Audit Bureau knew exactly where his gaze had wandered. Before they truly began their intimate play, she smiled faintly at her son’s innocent act and slowly parted her elegantly closed thighs. One hand caught the hem of her skirt.
“I’d love it if you honestly told big sister what you were staring at~”
“Your… your thighs… j-just a little…”
“A good boy who answers honestly deserves a reward, doesn’t he?”
Her violet eyes curved with quiet laughter. Labella subtly tugged up her skirt, showing Marei her stocking-clad thighs and imprinting on the young boy the fact that she was wearing pantyhose today. Then, as if nothing had happened, she smoothed her clothes and straightened the wrinkles in her skirt.
“Ah…”
A small sigh of disappointment escaped Marei’s lips. Normally, Labella would have escalated any seduction, but this time she simply pretended not to notice. She slowly straightened her upper body, which had been fully leaning against him.
“Mother…”
At the pitiful look on Marei’s face as he gazed up at her, a strange, spine-tingling thrill ran through Labella. She barely calmed her racing heart and lightly traced the boy’s cheek with her fingertips.
Usually she shared deep, passionate love with Marei as his mother, but these light, playful expressions of affection outside, like lovers, filled her with a different kind of satisfaction. Right now, in this moment, she felt her pulse quicken as she whispered into his ear so only he could hear.
“I’m your big sister right now, aren’t I?”
She slipped her tongue slyly into his ear. When he flinched in surprise, she let out a soft laugh. Between her narrowed eyes, her violet pupils gleamed with a predator’s threatening glow.
“Ah… Mmm, Labella big s-sister…”
Good boy.
Labella whispered stickily into his ear once more. The café owner, unaware of the sticky nature of their relationship, simply saw an older sister playfully teasing her cute younger brother and carefully admired Labella’s voluptuous figure.
“Aww~ You’re too adorable, Marei!”
She hugged the young boy—who could barely reach her chest—tightly and affectionately rubbed her nose against the top of his head. Countless men watched the pair with envy, wishing they could trade places with him.
The boy, oblivious to the overflowing blessings he had received, could only freeze under the older woman’s unrestrained skinship. He didn’t even think of wrapping his arms around her back; his hands hovered awkwardly in the air, unsure where to rest.
While Marei inhaled her sweet scent and struggled with the boiling lust inside him, to passersby they were simply a woman doting heavily on her younger brother and a shy, reserved boy.
“Labella Mother… Big Sister… We’re outside… so…”
Blushing, Marei lifted his face from her breasts and turned his head slightly, avoiding her eyes.
Despite the variables named Ilien and Idrien, and the interference of the saint who coveted his position, Labella’s persistent efforts to educate him were slowly bearing fruit in the bedroom. Still, completely changing the young boy’s personality in less than two months was impossible.
“Does big sister disgust you? Hm?”
She tilted her head as if genuinely curious, her flowing green hair gently brushing her cheek. Marei squeezed his thighs together even tighter at the sight of Labella slightly parting her lips and running her tongue repeatedly across the center of her lower lip while staring at him.
Even as Marei glanced around nervously, Labella slyly slid her hand beneath the boy’s pants. His small frame jolted in surprise, then trembled as his face turned crimson.
“We’re… we’re outside… Big S-Sister…”
“What about it, Marei?”
In a blind spot where others couldn’t see, his mother—no, today his big sister—stroked the fabric over a cock so enormous it could never belong to a boy. Marei’s body shuddered violently.
“More importantly, I still haven’t heard what you think of your big sister~”
At the corner of the street, with his back turned to the crowd, the day’s big sister rubbed her pale hand up and down his penis as if stimulating it. Marei could neither advance nor retreat; he desperately swallowed the moans rising in his throat.
“Mmm… That is… Big Sister… I like you… I really like you…”
“Hehe, you like big sister?”
Unable to contain the happiness surging through her at the answer from the boy she cherished more than anything, Labella hugged him fiercely.
“Auuu…!”
Marei let out a strangely erotic moan at the sudden embrace, but because the tables were spaced farther apart than expected, she simply dismissed it as him crying out in embarrassment from his clingy big sister’s affection.
“B-Big Sister… Labella Big Sister… If you g-grip it…”
In truth, the sound came from the pleasure of Labella squeezing his cock tightly and pulling him into her arms. Unlike before when he had merely leaned on her, he was now completely straddling her thigh. Fear of being caught by someone kept him from regaining his senses. On top of that, she wasn’t satisfied with merely pulling his cock toward herself over his pants; she pressed her elastic body firmly against him, granting him delicious sensations.
The thought that someone might see flashed through his mind, yet habit took over and he unconsciously reached out to wrap his arms around her neck.
“Marei’s cock is pressing so insistently against my lower belly. Do you want to cum? Hehe…”
“Auu… We’re outside… We’re outside, Big Sister…”
Labella’s seductive whispers nearly tempted him, but Marei barely regained his composure. He carefully withdrew the hand he had extended and slowly slid off her lap.
She had been slowly educating her beloved son, devoting both body and heart to him, yet he was still just a young boy. On the bed he could act like a true tyrant, enjoying her and his slaves without any restraint, but he was still far from perfect.
“Then shall we play a lot with big sister tonight?”
“Y-yes…”
Marei nodded and cautiously checked their surroundings. Labella had known he would shyly pull back, but the regret blooming inside her was unavoidable.
“Did you talk properly with Idrien?”
“Huh? Ah… well… I was too busy roughly devouring the twins’ bodies with the teachers…”
After savagely exploring the twin sisters’ bodies—bodies that would make anyone drool—the conversations they had shared, and even Idrien’s declaration of slavery, had become hazy in his memory. He had spoken whatever he wanted, Idrien had poured out obscene words, Ilien had tangled with them both, and in the end he had simply fucked until his endless lust was spent and he passed out.
“Then… shall we try it with all four of us next time?”
At Labella’s careful whisper—quiet enough that no one else could hear—Marei nodded without thinking. The boy, unable to keep up with the dizzying new daily routine, continued his obscenely decadent life without a moment to reflect on his current situation.
Even now, after sliding off his lap and sitting beside him, she was gently stroking the front of his pants, continuously feeding him pleasant stimulation. Because of that, he was being led along without any particular thoughts about the direction the women connected to him were guiding him, about the hierarchy between Ilien and Labella, or about the way the saint and his mother had shaken their asses in competition on the church grounds.
“How about we do it by force with Mommy again this time? I’ll resist a little, so tie Mommy’s arms with the same magic you used on Idrien last time. Then have the two sisters spread Mommy’s legs wide, and ram your huge, powerful cock straight into Mommy’s tight, chewy pussy without any foreplay—thrust! How does that sound?”
She had decided to be big sister for the day, but every time she wrapped herself in the word “Mommy,” her pussy twitched with pleasure. Labella unconsciously decided to revert to “Mommy” for now. Moreover, even through his pants, her delicate touch made his hips move on their own with pleasure. Marei, without much thought, reused the words she had given him.
“Mmm… I-I’ll do it… I’ll thrust straight into Mommy’s tight, chewy pussy without any foreplay… pounding deep…”
“And how about filling Mommy’s womb with as much cum as you want? Tell me you’ll get me pregnant. Say you’ll pump Mommy’s belly full of your baby seed and keep impregnating me, and fill my ass with plenty too… Hm?”
“I-I’ll do it… M-Mommy… Please… s-stop… Haaah…”
Unable to hold back his moans any longer, Marei covered his mouth and carefully lowered his head onto the table.
“Say you’ll do it? Hm? Say you’ll fill Mommy’s pussy with tons of baby seed and get me pregnant.”
“I will. I’ll do it… I’ll pump Mommy’s pussy full of cum and knock you up… Mmm… Yes… Ahh…”
Marei lay slumped over the table, panting with excitement. When his hips began to twitch unconsciously, Labella withdrew her hand. He let out a regretful sigh.
She pulled the boy, who was draped over the table, into her arms. Though their position might have looked strange from behind, the curious glances from other patrons gradually faded away.
While Marei’s face remained flushed as he tried to steady his breathing, Labella looked at him with a bright smile, as if nothing at all had happened. Her fingertips slipped between his fingers on the table, interlacing them, then playfully traced circles across his palm with her pale fingers.
Even though he had already poured his seed into his mother’s body multiple times at the villa, forcing her to eat it to satisfy his lust, Marei possessed such monstrous stamina that even a rutting orc would yield to him. Still, he knew how to distinguish time and place.
Of course, when Ilien and Labella sucked his cock together and guided him into direct penetration, breaking his rational mind, he showed more patience than the average man. However, thanks to the education from these supreme beauties, once sex began he would lose all restraint and unleash his lust wildly. Yet at his core, the boy named Marei had barely changed.
It had not even been two full months since he lost his virginity to his adoptive mother, unintentionally became the saint’s sex partner, and branded his female teachers with his mark. He was a promising specimen expected to grow into quite the libertine, but thanks to the secret support Labella, Ilien, and Erden provided in places Marei himself was unaware of, no one could predict exactly how this boy would mature.
In other words, the essence of the young boy who formed unspeakable relationships with supreme beauties remained almost unchanged. Except, of course, for the fact that when he rolled around in bed with the women who accepted everything, he moved without hesitation like a wild stallion in heat.
“Marei, are you feeling sick?”
“Labella Mo— ugh… Big Sister… Big Sister… I’m fine… I’m okay.”
The moment he tried to say “Mother,” a finger that had moved behind him slipped between his belt and gently caressed the cleft of his ass.