Chapter 273: A Very Satisfied Smile
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 273: A Very Satisfied Smile
“Ngh… Ju-just a little?”
Garnet replied, her blue eyes half-lidded as she struggled to maintain a gentle smile.
Squelch.
As I lightly pressed down on her soaked panties, I felt her love juices clinging to my fingertips.
“E-euh-ngh…!”
“It’s a bit more than ‘a little’ when you’re this soaked down here, isn't it?”
Garnet’s attempt to engage in a battle of wills with a male, despite being a mere female, was both cute and audacious.
“Dripping pussy juice like this… Just how much do you crave your son’s cock?”
“Th-that’s vulgar… Y-you shouldn’t say… such things… to your mother….”
Whether it was because Garnet de La Croix had a fantasy about having a son, or because the impression of being a ‘mother’ while I tamed her with physical attacks was so strong, she kept bringing up the words ‘mother’ and ‘son’ herself.
“Does a total pervert bitch who masturbates more than ten times a day while fantasizing about her son’s cock even have the right to be called a mother?”
“I-I only did it… f-five times….”
I had just thrown out a random number, but I couldn't help but be taken aback by the staggering frequency of masturbation Garnet admitted to. However, if I showed any sign of being flustered, the masochistic bitches who had raised me to be a sadistic master would have done so in vain. Acting as if it were nothing, I slid my middle finger into Garnet’s vaginal opening.
“H-huuu-ngh…!”
“So Garnet-mom was a total pervert who masturbates five times a day? If Her Grace the Duchess masturbates that much, how does she even manage the Duchy?”
Squelch… squelch… squelch…
With every movement of my finger, a wet sound echoed. Garnet’s lips parted slightly as she exhaled a ragged breath.
“I-I’m cutting back… ngh… I-if I don’t have this… I-it doesn’t feel very good….”
Garnet’s slender, long spellcaster’s fingers, devoid of any calluses, cautiously fumbled over my trousers. She began to knead the massive penis tucked away against my thigh.
“Five times is you cutting back? You really are an irredeemable bitch of a mother, aren't you?”
The sight of the perverted Duchess, whose body was gushing love juices from just one middle finger, was so adorable that I added my index finger and began to thrust.
“Hngh… ngh… W-when I’m alone… I-it doesn’t feel like this….”
I lightly licked up the nape of Garnet’s neck as she cried out in a voice thick with pleasure. Her mature body, glistening with a light sheen of sweat, was so soft, smooth, and delicious-looking that it was hard to believe she had a daughter my age.
Since she was an Archmage, she had to be at least at the level of a Swordmaster, meaning there was likely a massive gap between her chronological and physical age. Yet, to me—a certified Elf Grandma-fucker—she just felt like Olivia’s slightly older sister-in-law.
“Tell me how it feels, and I’ll kiss you. Don’t you want to kiss your son while he’s fingering your pussy?”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. I stirred my fingers back and forth in a short tempo while licking Garnet’s chin. She lowered her head as if begging for a kiss, but I avoided her lips, smearing saliva all over her chin and cheeks instead.
“The… the feeling of being dominated… O-overwhelming… The feeling of a su-superior male, whom I can’t beat no matter what I do, doting on me… Th-that feeling….”
“To think the Empire’s Duchess is actually a pathetic, trashy, masochistic bitch who loves being crushed and violated. I feel sorry for your subjects. And for the people who trust their ‘Mother’ as well—”
“Ngh… Y-you’re the one who turned ‘Mother’ into such a bitch….”
Garnet audaciously cut me off.
“A mere female dares to interrupt me?”
“Ah… ngh…. Hngh, n-no… Ah, ah-haang, m-my finger, m-my finger, hnghhhh…!”
Judging by how tight her meat pile was, it seemed she had been a good girl, comforting herself only with her fingers rather than dildos or masturbation toys. However, that didn't give her a free pass to be insolent. I pulled my fingers out long and thrust them back in, rummaging through the meat pile that squeezed tightly around them.
“Ah-haak, th-this, I l-love it, th-this sensation… ngh… th-this is it… hng, ha-ahng, ahng, ah-hngh!”
Garnet thrashed her head from side to side, her shimmering dark blonde hair—looking as if it were made of molten gold—swaying with her. Her upper body trembled violently as she stuck her tongue out, repeatedly moving her head toward me as if desperate for a kiss.
“You want to kiss? Hmm? Mom, do you want to kiss your son while he fingers your pussy?”
“Hng, ahng, I-I want to kiss, I want to kiss… I want to kiss my son while he fingers my pussy~!”
Seeing the perverted Duchess surrender and show her belly so soon after we started, the satisfaction of being a male—something I was only allowed at night while being squeezed dry by that Elf Hag—began to swell within me again.
I could have proceeded straight to penetration, but I was growing into a sadistic master who thoroughly enjoyed playing with his females. I slowly curled my fingers inside her.
“Ngh-ooh…! Ooh…! I-inside… ngh…. N-no… i-if you curl them… ngh…! Huuuuuu…!”
At the sight of Garnet letting out a soft cry and slowly spreading her long, slender, doe-like legs, I licked my lips.
My mother-in-law was so completely distracted by the sensation of my fingers that she just hung her mouth open and whimpered, even though I had granted her the kiss she’d begged for. Out of a sense of ‘filial piety,’ I had no choice but to lean in and press my lips to hers.
“Mmph… chu… ngh… ah-hngh, i-if you rotate them… mmph… chuluup… th-this. Th-this is it… th-this is it…! With this… mmph… chuup… th-this is why I c-can’t masturbate anymore…!”
Between her wide-spread legs, I curled and straightened my fingers, thrusting and pulling. Every time I doted on that lewd meat pile that was gushing love juices, Garnet began to fawn over me, remembering her past training despite it being a while.
“Yeah, everyone says masturbation becomes boring. Once you’ve tasted a superior male’s cock, you can’t be satisfied with something as trivial as masturbation anymore.”
“Hngh, ngh, s-slowly… I-I’ll break… l-like that… ngh… m-my pussy is going to break at my s-son’s hands!”
“It’s already broken since you can’t even come without me anyway, so isn't it fine if I’m the one to ruin it? Hmm? Even if you break, I’ll raise you to feel plenty of pleasure, so don’t worry. Mom.”
I whispered tenderly into her ear while gouging Garnet’s vaginal opening. Meanwhile, her sweat-soaked skirt clung to her body, clearly outlining her magnificent, heavy breasts.
I dug my fingers even more clammily into the widow’s meat pile, moving as if scraping the inside to draw out every drop of her love juices.
“Hngh, n-no… I-if I become a w-woman… r-raised by a man…. Hngh!”
“A woman? You’re a bitch, Mom. Hmm? You’re becoming a bitch for the young son who’s going to marry your daughter. A bitch being raised.”
As I whispered tenderly while awakening her masochistic tendencies and rummaging through her pussy, her tall frame shuddered. Even though I was leaning against her, she flailed so hard her body momentarily lifted.
“Hya-ang, ah, aat, n-no… ngh… I-I can’t be r-raised as a s-sex toy… a m-meat toilet for your lust…!”
“Yes, I’ll raise you as a meat toilet for my lust. I’ll mate with you over and over behind Ophelia Noona’s back and even make you give birth to a sister-in-law~.”
Seeing Garnet subtly leak her desires, I ‘raised the stakes’ and urged her toward pregnancy.
Since natural pregnancy was practically a miracle, I intended to make her give birth regardless if she happened to conceive while mating with her son-in-law, so I made the claim without hesitation.
“Ngh-ooh, ooh-ooh, p-pussy. While you’re thrusting in my pussy, t-telling me to get p-pregnant… u-ahng, n-no, I-I’m being persuaded. Aat, aat, I’m going…! I’m going!”
“How can you be persuaded when it’s just a finger and not even a cock?! You stupid meat toilet bitch. The only reason I’m keeping you as a ‘Mom’ is because you’re rich, pretty, big-breasted, big-hipped, a beauty, an Archmage, and a Duchess. If you weren't, I would’ve used you as a meat toilet and thrown you away, Garnet-mom~.”
“U-ahng, ah-ah-ahng, I’m going! I’m going!”
Filling the irredeemable pervert’s masochistic fetish to the brim, I bit down hard on her neck while thrusting my fingers deep. At that moment—
Squirrrrt! Squirrrrt! Squirrrrt!
Her love juices sprayed out in a long stream, with the power of a high-end electric water gun that cost half a police officer’s monthly salary.
“Pathetic, cripple, trash, a masochist who goes off on her son’s finger. Irredeemable. Sow.”
As her future son-in-law, I had to manage this trashy, pathetic, bitch of a woman properly so she wouldn't get caught by some bad person and have my money stolen. I moved my fingers while whispering the words she wanted to hear into her ear.
“Ngh-oooooh, ooh, ahng, aat! I already went! I already went! N-no! D-don’t make me go again! Aaaat, d-don’t scrape there!!!!”
No matter how good the soundproofing was, the perverted Duchess shrieked in a high-pitched voice that nothing could physically block without magical treatment, her lower body thrusting forward on its own as she climaxed.
“Cripple, trash, premature ejaculation pussy, inferior genes, bitch, meat toilet. Pathetic, trash.”
I couldn't stop as I watched my pathetic mother-in-law squirt and climax over and over while I thrust my fingers and whispered ‘tenderly’ (?) to her.
“Hee-hee-heek!!! Hee-hee-hee-heet! My pussy, my pussy is breaking! My pussy is breaking! I-I’m becoming a meat toilet! I-I’m becoming a meat toilet for such a young b-brat!”
Contrary to her words, her blue eyes, filled with ecstasy, had already melted into a daze as tears streamed down her face.
“I wouldn't even use a meat toilet if it had a pathetic pussy like yours, Mom. You’ve failed as a meat toilet, too. You’re just a semen tissue. A dick-wipe, pathetic, premature ejaculation pussy cripple~♥”
I thrust my middle and index fingers all the way in.
“Ngh-ooh…! Ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!!!!”
Even though I was just playing around, Garnet climaxed for real, her expression turning dreamlike as she sprayed a long stream of love juices.
Trickle… trickle…
“Did you love it so much you even pissed yourself? You’re truly pathetic; it’s almost a waste to use you as a meat toilet. I guess I’ll have to use you as a semen tissue after I’m done mating with Ophelia Noona, you pathetic meat toilet Mom~♥”
Being a man with a true spirit of service, I whispered tenderly to Garnet and finished with a closing remark.
“Haah… haah… haaa-ah…. Haah… haah…..”
Garnet, who had collapsed against the sofa, was panting heavily with one arm covering her eyes, as if she still had some lingering energy.
A very satisfied smile was etched onto her lips.