New Mother's Lesson
The meal between them only concluded after quite some time had passed. Labella had declared that this was enough for her dinner while refusing to release her grip on his penis, and though Marei had commanded her to eat in a tone that brooked no argument, he ultimately succumbed to the sticky temptation of his young mother, whose lower lips hungered for more. Unable to resist, they had plunged once again into a frenzied bout of ecstatic lovemaking.
Marei lay reclined against the headboard of the bed, gazing at the timetable Julia had given him for reference. Yet his eyes kept trembling, and every so often he would let out a ragged breath, his body twitching faintly.
Labella lifted her mouth from Marei's penis and let her words flow lightly. Between the fingers wrapped around his shaft, thick fluid trickled down the back of her hand. She lowered her head even deeper, licking up the semen that had flowed along her wrist.
The moment the question left her lips, Labella buried her head once more and took his penis into her mouth. Lying prone on the bed, she bobbed her head up and down over her son's lower abdomen, waiting for his answer.
Labella peeled back the foreskin covering Marei's penis and pressed her nose against it, inhaling deeply once more. There was nothing left after all the sucking and licking, yet every time she smelled him like this, the certainty that she belonged to her son washed over her again and again. It felt impossibly good.
His balls, which had already pumped out more than a dozen loads today, swelled tight once again, aching to release more semen. Marei pressed down on his mother's green hair, savoring her devoted service. While one hand hummed a little tune as it stroked his penis, the other slowly traveled back and forth across her lower abdomen.
Whenever Marei gave a particularly violent twitch, Labella would smile mischievously and wrap her long green hair around his shaft, stroking it up and down as if performing a handjob. Of course, the magnificent mushroom head growing atop the meat pole remained firmly in her mouth.
Julia gave off a similar intellectual impression to Labella. However, her crisp, military-like tone and atmosphere created a different kind of beauty from the woman once feared as the Witch of the Inspection Bureau. Marei's mind was utterly split between reading the timetable and receiving his mother's service, so he answered Labella's casual question without thinking.
Overwhelmed by the relentless service that threatened to melt his mind, Marei had spilled the truth exactly as it was. He looked at Labella with cautious eyes. She showed no sign of frowning or growing angry. The sharp eyes that had seemed so unapproachable when they first met were now half-lidded in a smile.
Watching Marei flounder, Labella deliberately licked all the way up his shaft from the base in a show of dominance. The sensation of saliva-mixed hair wrapping around his penis, combined with the occasional sticky brush of her tongue slipping through the strands, made Marei's whole body shudder violently.
He had stammered, unsure if calling someone a "thing" was the right way to express it, but seeing her declare so proudly that she was his possession, Marei ended up calling his mother his belonging in a daze. Labella simply smiled with joy and resumed her oral service.
Labella showered Marei's penis with countless kisses while slowly caressing the shaft wrapped in her hair. She sucked noisily at the precum that kept leaking out, clearly enjoying the act of service.
Labella extended her tongue and let a long strand of saliva drip onto his penis, deliberately painting the area around it as if marking her territory. It wasn't the thin saliva that came from simply sucking; thick, viscous drool coated him, and the sensation of it being rubbed in with her hair made Marei wrap his legs tightly around Labella's side as she lay prone against his lower abdomen.
The sight of his mother smiling lewdly at him as she spoke proved too much for Marei. He could hold back no longer. He rose, flipped her over, and began to ravage her like a beast. They continued the act again and again, only stopping once semen flowed freely from both her front and rear holes and the bed itself. Only then could he finally calm down.
Instead of answering, Marei simply nodded. He kneaded the breasts of his mother, who lay nestled against him, and the two of them pressed their heads together while looking over the timetable. Her once-toned abdomen was now swollen full of semen, and it occasionally leaked from her sex, but neither of them paid it any mind. They continued their conversation about the next day, exchanging sticky kisses and light caresses in between.
The conversation continued, unclear whether they were making a class schedule or planning Marei's harem. All the while, Labella's hand kept squeezing and releasing his penis in a rhythmic stroking motion, forcing Marei to swallow hard.
'Should I just say I want to keep doing this...?'
Labella looked as though she would happily spread her own folds, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that he was pushing her too hard. Her skin glowed even more brilliantly than before, her face radiant with life, and the thought of just one more time... kept echoing in his mind.
Marei subtly averted his gaze. In a few hours the sun would rise. He had fucked and cum all day long, yet his body felt as refreshed as if he had enjoyed a deep sleep. His penis showed no sign of fatigue and remained rock-hard. If anything, the more he did it, the more energetic he felt. While Marei was fine, Labella kept passing out from the continuous orgasms, interrupting their lovemaking each time. This was one of those moments when she had just regained consciousness and they were talking again.
Labella stared at Marei with an incredibly serious expression. The words she demanded of him were so shameful he could barely utter them. He swallowed hard and slowly opened his mouth, but the words wouldn't come. As if urging him on, Labella kissed the tip of his rigidly erect penis, then slipped out of his embrace and spread her own folds wide. The sight of the tropical rainforest dripping with semen made Marei's breathing grow rough.
Marei reached toward Labella, but she shook her head and scooted back a little further. Her plump buttocks swept across the bed, and the flowing semen drew small rivers in the wake of her movements.
Labella's moist eyes begged Marei. The fragile thread of reason that had been hanging by a thread finally snapped with an audible twang.
The conversation blurred the line between whether Labella was begging or Marei was the one pleading. All the while, Labella slipped her fingers into her own folds, curling them to scoop out the semen as if scraping it free. From her slightly parted entrance, semen continued to leak in thick streams.
At Marei's words, Labella answered in a delighted voice. Before she could even finish, Marei pounced. He couldn't wait for her to turn over; he grabbed her shoulders, pushed her down, and lifted her legs. The sight of her son about to ravage her like a beast made Labella's body tremble.
Labella let out a coquettish nasal moan, but Marei offered no reply. He simply flipped her onto her stomach and drove his penis straight into her dripping petals. As if the night of rolling around together hadn't been enough, Marei spent another sticky session with Labella that morning before he could finally head to school. Unable to withstand his increasingly virile and technically refined technique, she kept waking up only to be made to squirt out the remaining semen inside her, yet the two of them left the house in perfect condition, as if they had rested for several days.
Of course, right before leaving, he had roughly shoved his penis into her small mouth and made her swallow every last drop of his milky fluid, so they were slightly later than the expected arrival time. Still, by hurrying along, they reached the academy at an hour when most students had yet to arrive.
He should have received a proper introduction to the school yesterday, but between his homeroom teacher Julia and assistant homeroom teacher Illien, most of his time had been consumed by sticky, mating-like intercourse. Even though this was his second visit to the academy, Marei felt as if he were seeing it for the first time, everything unfamiliar.