Chapter 142: Tag: Mother-Daughter Bowl (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 142: Tag: Mother-Daughter Bowl (2)
—Rattle, rattle.
—Creek, creak.
"Mmm..."
The persistent screaming of the bed finally drew a low moan from the sleeping Irene's lips.
Up to this point, it was a natural reaction.
However, the moment she heard someone's ragged breathing, Irene found herself smiling unconsciously.
"Haah, haah...!"
Ah, so it's happening today too... was her first thought.
We were so intense earlier, and yet he still hasn't had enough? Does he really want me that much? Her thoughts drifted.
In her hazy consciousness, Irene felt a sense of fulfillment, a boost to her self-esteem as a woman.
But then, she realized the pleasure and the searing heat she should have been feeling were absent. Irene’s eyes snapped open.
As she turned her head...
"Agh...! Kgh...! Mmmph...! Haaah, ngh...!"
The sight of her daughter tangled together with Leon filled Irene's vision.
"Me... Merlin...?"
"Haah, haah, hm? Oh, you're awake? Just wait a bit! Hup!"
"Oh, ngh, ohhh...! ♥"
Like someone frozen in place upon encountering a wild beast, Irene could only stare blankly at the sight of Leon and Merlin entwined.
'Th-this is...'
It’s a dream. Yes, a dream.
And a very cruel one at that.
How could her only daughter be held by the man she loved?
And right next to her, on the very bed she used to share with her late husband.
However, no matter how much she repeated those words to herself...
"Urgh...!"
"Ah, ngh...! Kgh...!"
The sight of her daughter, drenched in sweat, eyes rolling back as she fainted.
And the sight of Leon, looking back at her as he filled her daughter's womb to the brim.
No matter how much Irene tried to deceive herself that this was a dream, reality clung to her like a sticky shroud. Just like Leon's cock, now smeared with love juice and semen, appearing before Irene's eyes.
"Phew... here, clean it up."
"Ah... ah...?"
"Aren't you going to snap out of it?"
Irene sat there with a face that showed she understood nothing.
Toward her cheek, Leon lightly swung his phallus.
—Slap!
Because it was coated in a mixture of her daughter's love juice and Leon's semen, his cock stuck to Irene's pale cheek for a moment.
The lewd scent that immediately pierced her nose, combined with the slimy yet hot sensation on her cheek, finally made Irene realize that all of this was reality.
"You... you...!"
As a mother, an uncontrollable and natural rage dyed Irene's vision crimson.
But she could do nothing.
It wasn't because Leon was a more powerful mage than her.
It wasn't because a Great Demon with immeasurable power lurked behind him.
Even if Leon had violated her daughter, she simply loved him too much—loved him to the point where she couldn't even vent her anger.
Then what was she to do with this rage?
What on earth was she supposed to do in this situation?
Feeling as though everything before her was fading into the distance, Irene found herself weeping... but.
"Ah, come to think of it, you liked being forced, didn't you?"
Leon ruthlessly grabbed Irene's platinum-blonde hair and forced his cock into her mouth.
"Guh... mmph...!"
"Kgh... what are you doing? Hurry up and suck."
"Mmmph! Ngh...!"
"Haha, resisting now? You're a perverted bitch who's already soaking her pussy."
I'll have to show her exactly what kind of woman she is.
With that thought, Leon pulled his cock out of Irene's mouth.
In its place, he spread Irene's legs wide.
"D-don't... do this...!"
"Right, right. You're telling me to shove it into this hole. Hup!"
"N-no...! Agh...!"
No matter how much her mouth screamed no, no matter how much her mind insisted this was absolutely impossible.
Irene's body accepted Leon all too easily.
The pleasure that naturally welled up consumed her entire body, and she writhed to please him.
Pushing Irene even further, Leon whispered like a demon.
"See? This is the kind of woman you are."
"Hegh... kgh...!"
"Even if you say you hate it or that it's wrong, you're a lewd woman who sucks it in on your own once it's shoved inside. And from the man who just violated your daughter, no less."
"N-no... I'm... I...! Ohh...!"
"Then push me away. I'll let go."
"Ah, ah..."
As the weight of Leon's body pressing down on her vanished, an absurd sense of loss struck Irene.
The moment his hot body heat disappeared, she felt as if she had been thrown out naked in the middle of winter.
No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she had to.
She had become a woman who couldn't endure a single night—no, not even a single moment—without him.
She had become a woman who depended on him for everything and could only look at him.
"Sob... hugh..."
Even so, it was true that this was too cruel.
A mother and daughter being held by the same man was the ultimate taboo, needless to say.
At the thought that she had committed a sin that could never be forgiven by anyone, and that she had fallen and been corrupted beyond the point of no return, Irene could only sob and sob.
Finally, Leon embraced Irene again.
"I love you, Irene."
It wasn't a consolation, nor was it even a persuasion.
The man who had ruined everything shamelessly offered only a single phrase of love.
He thrust his cock, harder and hotter than ever, even deeper inside her, while devouring her lips with gluttonous intensity.
"Mmph...!"
Because of that, Irene kept her lips tightly shut.
As if to say that while she couldn't push him away, she wouldn't allow herself to be completely ravaged.
However...
"Ngh... mmm...!"
Cruelly, Irene's body did not follow her will.
Her tightly closed lips were slowly pried open, and she began to entwine her tongue with Leon's of her own accord.
Opening her body, which had been curled up tight, she pulled Leon into her deepest depths.
After violating Irene's lips for a long time, Leon lifted his head with a smirk.
"Ah, ah... j-just a little more..."
"Hahaha, what was that?"
"...!!!"
What did you just say while being taken by the man who just ravished your daughter?
Irene froze at Leon's question.
But Leon turned Irene's head to the side, forcing her to look into the mirror on the vanity.
"No, I'm not that kind of woman... don't deceive yourself with such lies, Irene."
"Ah..."
"Look at yourself in the mirror."
The Irene in the mirror wore a smile she couldn't possibly hide.
The tears that had been flowing endlessly had stopped before she knew it.
In the mirror was simply a woman who had offered everything to the man before her.
Kneading the woman's breasts, Leon whispered as if licking her ear.
"How is it, Irene? How does it feel to be held by the man who violated your daughter?"
"Haah... ah... aah...!"
The sensation of the day she first shared her body with Leon on the bed she had used with her husband.
That dangerously addictive and enchanting sensation, that black, dark pleasure, dyed Irene's mind.
At the same time, an intense pleasure rose from her cervix.
The immoral feeling crashed over her like a tidal wave, breaking Irene's reason and sinking all morality into the depths of the sea.
"It... it feels good..."
"Hmm... just good?"
"I-I don't know... I don't know how to express this feeling...!"
"Hahaha, right. Irene, nothing has changed. You just need to look at me. Depend only on me, and want only me. Just like my other women. Just like Merlin. You and I, Merlin and I, haven't committed any sin. Falling in love isn't a crime, is it?"
"Ah..."
Of course, it was an absurd, outrageous argument.
However, Irene nodded at Leon's nonsensical logic.
Yes, falling in love wasn't a crime.
So she had nothing to be ashamed of.
Merlin had nothing to be ashamed of either.
As soon as that thought took hold, Irene finally prostrated herself before Leon.
Exposing both her genitals and her anus as if offering them up, she craved only his love.
"Hurry, Lord Leon...! Hurry, hurry...! Please, shove that hard cock into this widow elf's pussy with all your might...! Use the cock that violated my daughter to fuck the mother too...!"
"Hahaha. I love you, Irene."
"Aah...! Aah, aaaaaah...!!"
*
I shoved it into Irene's pussy with all my might as she lay prostrate with her buttocks high in the air.
'Damn...! She's tightening up like crazy...!'
The sensation of the vaginal walls twitching and tightening more than ever was enough to drive me mad, but what truly made me lose it was the immoral feeling.
This situation—fucking Irene right after fucking Merlin.
The fact that I was creampieing the mother right next to the daughter I had just creampied.
It provided a sense of immorality that felt like it was melting my brain.
The sight of a mother prostrating herself and offering herself to the man who had just ravished her daughter turned me into a beast.
"Huff, huff, huff...!"
—Thud, thud, thud, thud...
"Aaaahn! Ahhn! Haaaaahn!!! Lord Leon, Lord Leon...! More, more...! Please love my back hole too...!"
I wasn't the only one who had become a beast.
Irene rubbed her own clitoris while her anus puckered repeatedly.
As if asking me to fill every one of her holes.
On the bed of her deceased husband, Irene was desperately begging the man who had violated her daughter.
"Agh, ngh...! Ohhh...! Hi, hee...! Heehee...!"
"Haha, do you like it that much? Enough to start giggling?"
"Yeees...! Ohhh... ngh...!"
At that moment.
Just as I was pounding into Irene's white buttocks until they turned red.
Only then did I notice that the fainted Merlin had disappeared.
What the—where did she go...
"Ngh?!"
For a moment, a dizzying sensation washed over me, making all the strength leave my waist.
It came from behind—specifically, from between my buttocks.
Startled, I looked back...
"Ngh... haah... mmm... slurp..."
Even though I hadn't given her the order, Merlin was burying her face between my buttocks of her own accord.
Not only was she licking without hesitation, she was even thrusting her tongue inside.
'Crazy... I'm fucking the mother in the front, and the daughter is tossing my salad from behind...'
Pleasure attacking from both front and back.
The immense sense of immorality this situation provided.
The sense of achievement and accomplishment from making all of this a reality.
And the relief that I had accepted all of this without breaking or falling apart.
"Kgh... ugh...!"
"Ah, ah...! Aah...! Aaaaaaaah...! L-Lord Leon...! Darling...!"
—Splurt, splurt...
Even though I had just come inside Merlin and immediately moved on to Irene, a sense of ejaculation more dizzying than ever before rushed over me.
To the point where I collapsed onto Irene's back without realizing it.
The pleasure of the first Mother-Daughter Bowl was so intense that I couldn't regain my senses for a while as I lay on the bed...
"H-how was it...?"
The moment Merlin's face appeared before me, I couldn't help but stroke her hair.
"Thank you. It was the best. I love you, Merlin."
"Ah... aah... I love you, Papa..."
...Wow, this is insane.
As expected of Irene's daughter, she's quite something too...
"Ngh?!"
Suddenly, I felt something burrowing between my buttocks again, and something warm and wet wrapped around my glans.
This... this is...
"Irene...?"
"Not yet, not yet...! Please love me more...! Mmph, slurp...!"
"I-I'm going to do it too."
Before I knew it, the mother and daughter, Irene and Merlin, were burying their faces between my legs together.
Not caring that their tongues were touching, the mother and daughter were together sucking and drinking my cock and each other's love juices.
In this situation, whether I liked it or not, it was bound to get hard again.
"Fine, get back down. Irene on the bottom, Merlin on top."
"Yeees...!"
"Mm...!"
A Mother-Daughter Bowl has to look like this, after all.
Mother and daughter layered on top of each other rather than side-by-side.
This position is optimal for embracing both of them without leaving anyone out.
It's one of the truths I realized while enjoying the Clausewitz Sisters Bowl.
"Here I go...!"
"Welcome, Darling... ♥"
"Hurry and fuck me, Papa... ♥"
...That being said, do I need to... sort out the titles later...?