A Private Room Under the Night Sky
In the restaurant room overlooking the night view, [Labella & Illien](4) — Smack! Smack!! As if locked in some unspoken wager, the boy's hands alternated between striking the two women's buttocks. Labella and Illien clenched their thighs tightly, forcing their trembling bodies to stay upright. With every slap, their muscles tensed, and thick streams of semen spilled from between their folds — an utterly obscene sight that could be found nowhere else.
“Ahn...! M-Master...!”
“Hnnngh...! M-Marei...!”
Illien Ksakru's use of “Master” was impossible to guess at, but when the name “Marei” slipped from Labella's lips, everything became clear. Marei. Marei de Pawen. The distant relative Labella had adopted as her son. Even if it was a delusion, the one orchestrating this shameful scene was none other than Marei de Pawen. Illien, his own classmate, and Labella, his mother, were both shaking their hips in competition, begging for his cock.
“Well then, Mother first...”
—Squelch...!
“Ahh...!”
At the sensation of his shaft pressing against her entrance, a moan burst from Labella's throat.
“P-Put it in...!”
With a wet, lascivious sound, his cock pushed through her parted flesh. Even though she was gripping him tightly, it was impossible to believe this belonged to a boy. No — even an adult man would struggle to claim such a size. Yet it slid effortlessly into her depths.
“Aah... Master, me too... Hnn...!”
—Schlick!
The kind master did not miss the dazed mutterings of the bitch in heat. He drove his fingers into the platinum forest and the spring nestled within, already dripping with semen and love juices. As the boy's far-smaller cock and hand both invaded their bodies, the two women bowed their heads, pleading with their own legs to hold them up just a little longer.
“Haaah... Inside... something hot is stirring... Hnnngh...!”
Labella pressed her upper body fully against the glass wall, as though standing had become too much. Her face, usually the picture of the Audit Bureau's ruthless Witch, was now a complete mess — far too disheveled to be called dignified. In truth, she looked like nothing more than a bitch drowning in pleasure.
“Ahn... Don't scratch inside like that... You can't... Ah, aaah...!”
Unlike Labella, Illien's arms had lost all strength. Only her lower body remained lifted while her torso slumped limply to the floor. If she hadn't been leaning against the wall, she would have collapsed long ago. She panted roughly, bent forward at the waist.
Marei paid no mind to his mother's body being crushed against the glass. He thrust with all his might. Her breasts were flattened grotesquely against the cold surface, and the hard chill against her pink nipples made her shudder even harder.
“N-No... Ahh... More, do it more... Ahn, ahn, hnn...! I'm melting... My insides are melting...!”
At Labella's adorable cries, Marei yanked her torn stockings all the way down. With a ripping sound, her plump white cheeks — barely covered by violet lingerie — bounced and rippled as though they might make a sound of their own.
“Like this? Does it feel good, Mother? Right?”
—Thud, squelch, smack, squelch, smack, squelch. As he pushed her panties aside and rocked his hips, the wet collision of her full buttocks and thighs mixed with the obscene sounds to create a new harmony.
“Huaaang... Yes... It feels good... I love it when Marei's cock presses so deep...! Hnn... Hehe...!”
—Smack, smack, smack! He continued pistoning while spanking her sweat-slicked rear.
“You like getting spanked, don't you? Your pussy's squeezing even tighter...!”
“Ahn... I don't know... Everything Marei does feels good... Hnnngh...!”
The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh and the sharp cracks of his palm against her ass overlapped. Normally Illien would have watched with envy, but Marei's fingers were mercilessly stirring her own depths in time with his thrusts. She could barely moan, twisting her body in an awkward position.
“Mother's weak spot is right here, isn't it? When I scratch like this...!”
“Haaang... Ah, ahn... Haaah... I'm... I'm going... No... More, give me more... I'm coming...!”
Though she had once tried to dominate and torment Marei, every time his cock pierced her womb, Labella forgot her self-appointed role as “Marei's mother” and surrendered completely to his control. Illien, too, was being driven to the brink of unconsciousness, yet Marei — unaware — only thrust harder, determined to finish his mother first so he could dote on Illien next.
“Ahn, just a little more... A little more... S-Slower... Ah... I'm really... Hnn...!”
Heat that threatened to melt her insides, the thought of becoming one with Marei — endless euphoria and pleasure erupted within her. Every time his cock nudged and pushed against her cervix, she let out a rough scream. Then, the moment he forced his way through the barely-closed entrance and plunged deep, Labella's mind went white.
“Mmmwaaaah...!”
She let out a cry so adorable it was hard to believe it came from the cool, composed Labella. Her body went limp from the climax, and she slowly slid down the wall.
“Now then, is it Ren's turn?”
“Haaah... M-Master... Hiiiii...!”
Illien's torso was bent into a C-shape, her hips thrust forward. Marei drove his cock — still coated in Labella's fluids — straight into the meat toilet.
“Aah, w-wait... Just a moment...! Hnnngh! T-That's... Aaah... Haaah...!”
He was even rougher than with Labella. Treating her like a mere tool, without a shred of consideration, he moved solely to pour his seed into her. Illien couldn't even form words. She simply trembled violently under the relentless pounding.
“You asked me to use you like a tool, didn't you? Meat toilet, Ren?”
“Y-Yes... Ah, please... Use me like a tool... Hnn... I love being a meat toilet... Th-Thank you...”
Instead of apologies or excuses, Marei repeated the words she had once sworn, pushing her reason to the brink. Breathing heavily, he pressed his full weight down and drove his cock deep.
“M-My womb... entrance... Hnn... It's opening... The cervix... stretching... Haaah...!”
“Stop squirming and tightening like you hate it every time I press down!”
“Hnn... Y-Yes... I'm sorry... It feels good... Haaah...! I love it when you press on my womb...!”
The usually gentle, polite Marei was now speaking in crude, rough tones. The entire room had descended into frenzy. Everyone was so aroused that no one knew what they were saying or hearing — only instinct remained.
“Ren, your bitch pussy is squeezing too tight... I'm gonna come soon...!”
“Ahn... Ahn... Yes... Please come inside my bitch pussy... Hnn... My womb is being pushed up... Ahn, aaah...!”
Platinum hair clung to her sweat-slicked cheeks, but far more of it was scattered across the floor. With every heavy thrust, the last of the air was forced from her lungs. Her green eyes were unfocused, and she could only manage broken moans.
—Squelch, squelch, squelch! Every time his cock plunged into her depths, the excess fluids were forced out in even more vulgar sounds. Her massive breasts swayed heavily, half-covering her face.
“T-Too much... Too... Haaah... My stomach... I can't breathe... Hnn... I'm dying... dying...”
“Stop whining and squeeze like a proper meat toilet!”
Illien, who had been crying out in near-pain, forced herself to inhale at his command and tensed her body. Her hips rocked side to side in time with his thrusts, offering even greater pleasure.
“D-Don't stop... Don't stop... I'm coming... Keep going...!”
“I'll give you one load soon. Just hold on...!”
—Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch! Marei grabbed Illien's plump ass, leaned his weight into her, and drove his cock down once more.
“Hnnngh... Ahn, then... Hii... Hiiii...!”
Her walls began to convulse and tighten in rapid spasms. Even as the pleasant tremors stimulated him, Marei never slowed, pressing his full weight down and pounding into her. Her legs still barely held her up, but her upper body bent even further under his rough treatment and heavy frame.
“Ren, aren't you happy I'm going to fill you up? Happy?”
“Ahn... Yes... Happy... Coming while being creampied feels too good...!”
Marei's hips accelerated into a frantic sprint, the sound of flesh slapping growing louder. He hammered relentlessly against her cervix, whether pressing or striking it.
“Ren, Ren...!”
“Aaaaaah...!!”
With Marei's loud cry, his cock forced its way through her cervix and erupted, pouring white magma directly into her womb.
—Squelch, squelch, spurt...! Spurt...! Squelch, squelch...!
The sensation of thick semen violently striking her insides made Illien's legs give out completely. She collapsed. Marei, determined not to spill a single drop, climbed over her fallen body and continued pumping.
“Uhn... Hnn... Hnnngh... Haaah...”
—Squelch, squelch, glorp, glorp, squelch...
Illien's body trembled under the endless ejaculation. Overwhelmed by climax after climax and pleasure that seemed to have no end, she could only open her mouth and let out foolish, breathy moans.
“Ren... Hnn... Keep squeezing...”
“Coming... Coming... Haaah... Coming... Hnn...!”
—Twitch...!
Her walls, which had been moving so pleasantly during her orgasms, remained in climax throughout his release, greedily milking every drop from him. Growing accustomed to the long, drawn-out pleasure, Marei gave a light thrust of his hips.
“I-If you move... it'll overflow... Hnn... I don't want that... I don't want to spill Master's semen...!”
“I'll keep filling you whenever I want...! Haa... Feels good...”
—Drip, drip, drip. Squelch.
Marei expelled the last of the seed from his urethra, then shuddered. The small movement caused more semen to leak from their joined bodies. Having mostly sated his burning lust, Marei looked around the room in a daze.
Broken dishes and spilled food from when Illien had been pushed onto the table. Semen splattered carelessly across the table and floor. His mother and pet still leaning against the wall, twitching and leaking from their thoroughly used holes. A wave of worry washed over him. At home, it was one thing for dishes to break and his mother and pet to end up covered in cum, but this was outside. He had indulged his desires without restraint on these perfect women, but looking back, it had been nothing short of madness. To hold such a reckless sex party in a place where anyone could walk in — the old Marei could never have imagined it. Even now, if told to do it, he would have been too afraid. Yet it had already happened.
“Mother, Mother... Wake up...”
“Uhh... Marei... My cute son...”
Unlike Marei, Labella showed no concern at all. She simply pulled her beloved son into a tight embrace as he tried to wake her. The faint scent of semen lingered, but it was overpowered by her sweet fragrance and the pleasant scent of her body. Without realizing it, he climbed atop her and accepted her touch.
“What's wrong?”
“The... the room...”
Still holding Marei close, Labella slowly sat up. The sight that met their eyes was the aftermath of three people — no, one boy and two women — having made a mess that looked more like the scene of an orgy than anything else.