Chapter 277: An Entertaining Spectacle
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 277: An Entertaining Spectacle
Even without any foreplay, her female hole was already soaking wet, dripping with a mixture of love juices and the semen I had blasted inside her back at the hotel. I was able to plunge all the way inside in a single thrust.
“Nnggh…! Ahhh…! Haaah… Haaah…!”
It hadn't been that long, yet her meat pile had tightened up as if it had already forgotten the shape of its master. I forced my hips forward, beginning a long, deep insertion into that narrow space.
Her Excellency the Sow Duchess, who had sworn to offer up her body, her heart, her daughter, and her entire family, still possessed a meat pile that felt so incredible I almost let out a soft moan myself.
“You’re coming just from me putting it in? You pathetic sow!”
To hide any sign of weakness, I shouted in an exaggeratedly dominant voice and delivered a sharp slap to Garnet’s buttocks.
—Spank!
“Kyaaaah…!”
Watching that magnificent flesh quiver from the blow, a pleasurable sensation shot up from my penis, buried deep to the root, making my toes curl involuntarily.
Her female hole squeezed mercilessly, begging for ejaculation. The vaginal ridges and muscles of her meat pile, determined to give their all to the male who was rewarding her long-suppressed lust with brain-melting pleasure, constricted around my dick without mercy.
My glans lightly brushed against her twitching cervix, which seemed to suck me in. It was such a blissful meat toilet that I felt like I could cum just by standing still, my legs trembling from the sensation.
“Pathetic pussy. Premature ejaculation pussy. How shameful. You’re already going over the edge just because a dick is inside you? Hmm~?”
“Hngh, ah, ahhh, ahhhn… B-but… Master’s d-dick…! It f-feels too g-good…!”
“How does it compare to your husband?”
Bringing up a dead husband to a widow might not be considered 'good' behavior, but as a male, I couldn't help but torment Garnet to satisfy my need for validation.
“Hngh, ah, O-Ophelia… compared to Ophelia’s father… it’s b-bigger… and m-more amazing…! It’s a true giant cock…! You can’t even c-compare it to that needle-dick obsolete male…!”
It was almost funny how I felt a slight pang of regret for asking, only for Garnet to thrust her ass back toward me while casually insulting her late husband.
I felt a mix of joy and endearment at the sight of the Duchess, completely fallen and corrupted into a mere female by my dick. I grabbed her golden ringlet curls roughly and began to pump my hips.
“Still, badmouthing your dead husband is a bit much, isn't it? You sow!”
“Ahng, ah, ahhh, I-I’m sorry, hngh, d-dick, the d-dick is inside my pussy, ahhh, d-deeper, go deeper into my stomach!”
Garnet, supporting her upper body with her arms and heavy breasts, cried out in pleasure while prone on the sand, spraying a long trail of love juices onto the white beach.
I didn't know if she truly lacked love for her husband or if she was just desperate to please me, but neither was a bad thing for me. I continued to plow her meat hole, enjoying the slutty widow’s flesh under the sun of the Southern Hemisphere, where the seasons were reversed.
“Dick Strike! Dick Strike!”
“Nngghh! Ohhh! Master’s dick is too s-strong!”
“Even a Great Archmage gets fucked like a dog by a Knight once a dick is inside her!”
“The Knight is so g-great! Master’s dick is the b-best! Mages are p-pathetic!”
Midway through, I cheated a bit by taking out a potion and drinking it like a water supplement, but since I only had one female to deal with, I could overlook this small bit of foul play.
“That’s right. It’s common sense that those spellcasters can’t beat a Knight! Don’t get cocky just because you’re a mage! Without your magic, you’re just a meat toilet!”
“Ahhn, my s-secret is out! Everyone’s going to find out that mages are nothing but meat toilets for great Knights!”
Garnet’s fawning was so cute and lovely that I felt like I could get along quite well even if I were taken in as a matrilocal son-in-law.
Even in a well-air-conditioned hotel, such vigorous movement would make one break a sweat; under the sun, it consumed several times more stamina. To pace myself, I took a moment to enjoy the view of Garnet moving her own body while I massaged her buttocks. That was when I felt a strange gaze.
“...?”
Two pairs of eyes were watching us from the bushes. They were quite far away, so I couldn't see them clearly, but seeing them clutching swimsuits and tubes, I could tell they were people who had sneaked into the private beach to play.
“Ahng, ah, ahh, p-plow my pussy! Plow Mom’s pussy more!”
I wasn't sure if Garnet hadn't noticed or if she was even more turned on by the fact that she was showing off our mating, but she kept grinding her hips.
When the two sisters spying on us made eye contact with me, they gasped in shock and began to flee. I could have let them go, but a fun idea popped into my head.
“Want to come closer and watch?”
“Hngh, ahhh… t-that’s cruel… s-showing other girls your m-mom getting f-fucked like a dog…!”
“How long have you known, you sow! You were getting fucked like a dog without even knowing you were being watched!”
“Ahng, ah, ahhh, f-from the start…! From the very b-beginning!”
She really was a wicked sow. Watching my mother-in-law tilt her hips from side to side to beg for ejaculation, I grabbed her waist and repeatedly plunged my dick deep inside her.
Spreading my sensory perception, I felt the two sisters neither running away nor coming closer. It seemed I needed to put in a little more effort.
“Let’s go, giddy-up! You sow!”
“Nnggh, y-you’re so mean… c-calling your mom a s-sow…!”
“Hurry up and squeal! Faster! You bitch! You bitch! You bitch!”
“Waaaaah, ahhh! Oink! Oink oink! Oink!”
I wanted to correct the Duchess’s misconception that pigs go 'oink' like that, but it was cute, so I left it alone. I gripped Garnet’s waist, turned her direction, and thrust my dick forward as if signaling her to move.
As we crawled toward the sisters hiding in the bushes, I felt her meat pile tightening and folding around my dick with aggressive intensity.
“Do you like showing off being pussy-pounded by your son that much? Hmm? You’re squeezing so hard, you pervert!”
“Ahng, ah, ahhh, n-no… I d-don’t want them to s-see…! You m-mustn't show them!”
Contrary to her mouth, her lower mouth was screaming that she wanted to show off this outdoor, exposed, animalistic mating.
“Move it, you sow! Before those sisters run away! You have to show them how a sow squeals, don't you?!”
“Oink! Oink! P-please run away! Run away! I d-don’t want to show them I’m being trained into a masochistic, perverted, premature ejaculation pussy by my son’s pussy-pounding!”
My life was starting to feel a bit tragic, having to take this perverted, masochistic, exhibitionist sow as my mother-in-law, especially as she began to crawl forward quite enthusiastically while shouting with joy.
“If you don't run, I'm going to show you me irresponsibly seeding inside my mom's belly! Sisters! It's okay to come closer and watch, so don't run away! You bitch! Don't go so slow! Crawl faster!”
Plunge! Plunge! Plunge!
“Nngghh, n-no, I m-mustn't show others that I’ve become my s-son’s exclusive onahole! I m-mustn't show them I’ve been trained into a meat toilet that leaks pussy juice just by looking at my son’s dick!”
I wasn't sure if it was the sight of Garnet approaching with her large breasts swinging, or me behind the much larger woman, swinging my hips and playing with her, or the sight of a blonde, busty beauty being treated like an animal while I shouted the word 'son' at the top of my lungs—but something caught their attention.
“Don’t just hide there and watch, come closer. My mom is such a pervert, she seems happy that you sisters are watching!”
“Nooo! Y-you mustn't show them…! I d-don’t want to show them…!”
Having reached our destination, Garnet covered her face with both hands, yet her hips writhed like a snake, urging me to ejaculate as she 'reluctantly' showed off being fucked like a dog by her young son.
“You say that, but you’re squeezing so hard, Mom? Hmm? Hmm?”
“Uuuuuu…! N-no…! They m-mustn't find out I’m my s-son’s exclusive meat toilet!”
As I pulled my dick out long and thrust it back in deep, Garnet’s back arched violently, her thick, swollen areolas and nipples bouncing as she displayed them to the strange women watching us.
The sisters looked like they would be good for a quick snack, but I didn't want Garnet to perceive me as a slutty, perverted son-in-law who slept with just anyone. For today, it seemed I would have to stick to using only Garnet for this exposed, animalistic mating.
“E-excuse me… is he… r-really… your s-son…?”
“Nnggh… h-he’s my s-son… m-my son…!”
Garnet lied through her teeth without a hint of hesitation. In times like this, I had no choice but to play along.
“My god… t-there are still… p-people who… d-do this….”
“Isn’t my mom cute, sisters? Look at her, getting fucked like a dog by her son’s dick and trained into a meat toilet sow!”
I grabbed Garnet’s golden ringlets and pulled them back haphazardly as I slammed my hips forward.
—Thud!
“Nngghhh…!”
“You’re a failure as a human, crying out every time you get stabbed by a dick. Right, Mom?”
“N-no… I only l-lost to my s-son’s dick…! It’s only because I c-couldn't help but lose to my s-son’s superior male dick…!”
Garnet chattered away as if boasting, while the two sisters stood there awkwardly, glancing at each other, their bodies frozen as they watched us.
“Do you sisters come here often? Hey, sow! Your hips stopped!”
“I-I’m sorry! To r-receive my s-son’s superior genes… I-I’ll move my hips more…!”
Savoring the sensation of the warm hole that felt like it was melting my penis, I pressed deep into her belly, slapped her ass, and looked at the sisters.
“U-uh… w-well… we… s-sometimes… c-come here to play….”
“W-we heard this was a p-private beach… and that the o-owner almost never comes… so we… w-we play quietly… and c-clean up before we leave….”
I could see sticky love juices leaking from inside their swimsuit bottoms, their spirits completely crushed. I decided I should give these sisters, who couldn't even think of masturbating, a spectacle they would remember for the rest of their lives.