Morning Gift (Idrien Ksakru) (3)
Marei licked Idrien Ksakru’s lips with gentle care, and she reached out as if in reward, stroking the boy’s massive penis that stood so rigidly it was hard to believe it belonged to someone so delicate. She tangled her tongue softly with his, kneading her own breasts and offering them up cutely. Almost immediately, Idrien’s body shuddered violently, and she gushed another thick flood of her juices.
“Idrien, don’t you cum too easily?”
“It only happens when Master touches me, so don’t worry. Hehe, now I want it again.”
At Idrien’s seductive invitation, Marei naturally slid his hand between her thighs, but the tightly sealed slit refused the bold touch of her young master.
“I have to take care of Labella first. It would be too pitiful otherwise. Right?”
Idrien acted as if she were the queen of this place, freely orchestrating everything. Her emerald eyes captured the sight of Labella’s back—her thighs trembling, desperately holding something back. The clear, transparent yet extremely viscous fluid leaking between those quivering thighs had already soaked them completely and was staining her ankles.
Idrien had seen how Labella’s hands refused to move even after she entered the kitchen rubbing her own thighs together. The elf drank in the sweet taste of victory to the fullest.
“You’re so lucky, Marei. You’ve tamed such a beautiful mother and a magnificent woman like me into nothing but obedient bitches~?”
“Ah… yes… I like it.”
It was truly the best. Absolutely. She could have her sister too, and even someone as magnificent as Labella—who couldn’t help but fall completely for this wonderful master—was now hers to possess. Idrien steadied her trembling, excited body little by little and slowly pushed the young boy’s back toward his mother.
Pushed forward by Idrien’s hand until he stood right behind Labella, Marei found it amusing to compare this sight with the way she normally cooked for him in the exact same outfit. Her ears flushed crimson with shame, and her entire body twitched at every little movement. Only Idrien remained unaware that every single one of Labella’s actions here was an act.
Marei knew Labella was simply performing. Still, while he loved the always affectionate and lovely Labella who greeted him every day, this shy, embarrassed version of her felt incredibly fresh. Normally he would carefully tease her and ask for permission, but now there was no need for any of that. He could simply use this supreme female body at will—the one that had already been caught in the trap of mating with her own son, corrupted beyond any hope of return.
Marei slowly, stickily traced his gaze up from the tips of Labella’s toes. Feeling that licking stare from behind, Labella trembled as if afraid, yet also in anticipation.
“Labella?”
She flinched hard. This wasn’t the Labella Marei knew—the one who seemed capable of embracing anything. In this moment, she was nothing more than a female completely surrendered to her son’s ferocious cock. A wild bitch whose instincts had been broken and thoroughly tamed.
Marei approached her naturally and quickly located the source of the faint vibrating sound he had heard earlier—the short string disappearing into her pussy. When his exhaled breath brushed against the small of her back, he carefully wrapped his arms around her from behind.
He could feel everything: her body stiff as a board, the extreme tension running through her frame, even the way her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. Somehow he could even sense the tiny vibrating rotor buried inside her twitching flesh, no thicker than a fingertip.
“M-Marei… we should eat first.”
“How about I eat Labella first?”
The hand that so casually called his adoptive mother by name began ruthlessly violating her body. The first thing it claimed was the naughty little cocksleeve that refused to let go of the rotor clenched tightly inside it.
-Sluuuurp… squelch… glurk.
Marei pushed his fingers into the honey pot already overflowing with thick nectar. Instead of pulling the rotor out, he roughly stirred her soft inner walls to feel exactly how deep it had gone.
“Ugh… nngh… M-Marei… d-don’t… use your hand like thaaat… uuu…”
-Squelch… gluck gluck… glurk…
“Hmm, I can’t find it. As expected, Labella’s pussy is such a deep well. I have no idea how far the rotor went in.”
Her tightly gripping cunt held the toy at just the perfect depth—neither too shallow nor too deep. Marei could easily feel its shape with his fingers, but he pretended not to, lifting her up onto her toes and forcing the desperate bitch to endure as he scraped her tender flesh even more aggressively.
-Sluuuuurp…
“Huuuugh…!! Aahng…!”
“I still can’t find it. Do you know where it is, Labella? I need to pull it out.”
“R-right… where you’re… nngh… touching… huu… if you push your finger… ugh… deeper… it feels so good… khuuung…”
“There’s so much love juice pouring out from inside your cunt that I can’t get a grip. Just hold on a little longer, okay? Good girl?”
Marei knew that one tug on the string would pop the rotor right out, but he was far more interested in toying with the panting Labella in his arms. He pressed his cock between her plump asscheeks that clung tightly to his body, holding her so she couldn’t escape, and persistently ground against her twitching pussy.
“Khuuung… Ah, got it. Now I just need to pull it out, right?”
“Haa… haa… haa… Yesss… yeeessssss!!”
While she nodded frantically, barely managing to breathe out her answer, Marei yanked the rotor out roughly. The overwhelming pleasure proved too much for her body; she slumped forward against the kitchen table. Her posture—hips tilted perfectly for insertion, knees bent—invited him in. Instead of immediately burying his cock into the supreme honey pot that had been perfected just for him, Marei snaked a hand beneath her apron, grabbed one of her breasts like a handle, and hauled her upright.
“Labella, I’m hungry. You need to cook quickly, don’t you? Hurry.”
He kneaded her overflowing, protruding breasts however he pleased, licking along her shoulder blades and savoring the taste of his beautiful mother’s sweat. Even as her son molested and licked her at will, Labella’s trembling hands carefully gripped the cooking utensils.
“Aht… Yess… I-I’ll… ugh… do it…”
Inside the young boy’s grasp, her large breasts were squeezed out of shape, her pink nipples ruthlessly rubbed between his fingers.
“Aang… my nipples… nngh… uht…!”
Marei happily leaned against Labella’s back while continuing to massage her breasts like chewy rice cakes and toy with her already rock-hard nipples. Because of their height difference, he couldn’t see what she was cooking or which tools she was using, but he trusted that she could cook flawlessly even while impaled, so he simply used her however he wanted right now.
The warm, rubbery texture of her breasts sticking to his palms and the contrasting hardness of her nipples made Marei handle her even more roughly and persistently. She subtly pressed her body back against him, gently shaking her ass up and down in coquettish invitation.
“Aht… w-wait a moment… it’s dangerous… uht…!”
Her eyes were already glistening with tears from the rising pleasure, and her lower lips grew even wetter. Marei clung tightly to her back, which seemed to radiate the steam of pure ecstasy, took a deep breath, and rubbed his cock trapped between her plump asscheeks without pause.
The thighs pressed against his grew tense. Naturally, Marei pushed the cock that had settled completely between her asscheeks down between her healthy, muscular thighs that flexed ever so slightly.
“Uht… that feels good.”
The soft bare thighs, the cool sensation, the way her breasts squeezed him from all sides like a hydraulic press, and the different but equally satisfying feeling of being inside her pussy—Marei shuddered without realizing it and pressed his whole body against the cooking Labella as if mounting her.
-Sluuuuurp…!
Since he hadn’t washed after his time with Idrien, his cock was still coated in thick clumps of semen. As it forced its way between her narrow thighs, it created a sticky, obscene harmony. Seeing Labella tremble and squirt again, Marei began moving his hips greedily.
-Sluuurp… schlick… slurp… splat… schlop… schlop…
It sounded exactly like a hand tightly stroking his cock. The wet suction noises mixed with the foam of semen and love juice, turning the grotesque, monstrous-looking meat rod—coated in a pale, eerie film—into something that relentlessly claimed the space between her well-trained thighs, marking his territory without stopping.
“Uht… uht… uuht…!”
Even though she had grown used to the burning heat of his cock, the sudden surge of sensation made Labella unconsciously let out pathetic moans. It was an ambush she hadn’t expected at all.
-Slurp… schlick… slurp… slurp… schlick…!
Unlike simple service, the young boy had already become an expert at pleasuring females. Instinctively, he used his ferocious cock to rub relentlessly against her labia, taming the bitch while satisfying his own carnal desires.
“The… the heat… huuugh…!”
Even as Labella reached for the fragrant stew, Marei moved even more aggressively. He pressed his palm firmly against her lower belly and pinched her clitoris hard. Her thighs shook so violently she could barely stay standing.
“Every time I press it, your love juice keeps gushing out. You like it here? Hmm, Labella? Every time I squeeze and rub your clitoris like this, you keep squirting. It must feel really good, right?”
“Aht… ugh… uuht… uuuung…”
-Press. Sluuurp… press. Sluuuuurp…
Every time he pushed the swollen, angry little nub like a button, the fleshy hole gripping the top of his cock would part slightly and scatter sticky fluid everywhere. The boy laughed with delight at the sight of Labella completely at the mercy of his hands.
The fact that this was all an act to fool Idrien no longer mattered. He simply thrilled at the knowledge that this beautiful, strong woman couldn’t refuse him even if she wanted to—or rather, that she secretly craved him—and continued to violate her body however he pleased.
“Uht… when you press it… uuht…”
Even amid continuous orgasms, Labella slowly ladled the stew onto the plates. Since being creampied by the young boy every single day and fucked until she passed out had become her daily routine, the only mistake she made was spilling a tiny bit of stew on the kitchen table.
“Yeah, Labella. I’m about to cum. I’ll put it inside.”
Cumming inside a pleasant hole. Pouring thick, impregnating semen into multiple women without a second thought was simply an instinct engraved into the young boy. Of course, most of them used contraception magic because of this habit of his, but that was none of his concern. He simply enjoyed ejaculating comfortably into their wombs again and again with the thought of knocking them up.
Watching Labella barely catch her breath while staring at the plates full of stew, Marei roughly spread her thighs, pulled her back, and positioned her so it would be easy to slam into her cunt. Her already drenched lower body kept crying out for its owner, turning the floor into a small sea.
Holding his massive cock in one hand, Marei slowly pushed it into Labella’s trembling pussy as she waited for penetration.
-Sluuuuuuurp…!
“Hiiiiiigh…!”
-Sluuuuuuurp…!
Labella curled up even tighter, throwing her head back as she gushed love juice all over the enormous thing belonging to her master that invaded her belly. She came pathetically from insertion alone.
“Ugh… so good…”
A supreme flesh pot perfectly shaped to fit him. The pleasant heat, the tight squeeze, and the natural sucking sensation of her folds that seemed to pull him straight toward her cervix—Marei shuddered even though he hadn’t cum yet, savoring a brief moment of pure bliss.
“I’ll fill you up nice and full… so lift your ass a little more. Good girl.”
Labella’s hair, as she bent forward, dipped into the plate of stew. She trembled all over, unable to close her mouth, helplessly accepting the one-sided penetration.
-Thrust… thrust… thrust…!
To find her cervix, he recklessly stirred and shoved the tip of his cock deep into her soft, tender flesh.
“Heegh… hegh… hiiigh… uuht…!”
Every time the tip of his penis failed to find her cervix and pushed all the way into different spots, the Witch of the Audit Bureau—who was taller and longer-limbed than her son—curled her whole body pitifully, her unfocused eyes staring blankly into a corner of the kitchen.
-Sluuuuuuurp…!
“Haaang…!”
When her cervix was pressed exactly right, an adorably thick moan burst from Labella’s lips. Marei recognized the familiar sensation and smiled happily, giving his mother’s ass a light spank.
“Huuuuuu… Good. Now I’m going to cum.”
-Sluuuuuuuuuuurp…!
Marei mounted Labella’s body so she couldn’t escape, putting his full weight on her. He grabbed her breasts—which had been ruined into a messy shape on the table—and came straight into her womb.
-Sluuuuuuuuuuurp…!
He had already cum inside Idrien, but Marei still vigorously performed a “thank you for preparing breakfast” ejaculation deep inside Labella’s uterus as she prepared the morning meal. Thick ropes of semen erupted powerfully, spraying and filling the defenseless female body.
Who could possibly look at the two of them, merged as one and shaking their hips without hesitation, and think they were mother and son?
Idrien roughly sucked on her own nipple while watching them. With one hand she frantically fingered her own hole, happily welcoming the start of a very pleasurable morning.