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Chloe slipped off her riding boots by the entryway, and stabilised herself against the wall as she took off her long socks. “I can’t say enough how much I really appreciate you two doing this for me,” she said, her face all up in a big, beaming smile.

   Emma and Ailen were awkwardly shifting side-to-side and scratching their heads respectively, giving each other tense looks. “Well...if you’re sure you’re okay with us,” Emma replied, and gestured at all three of them. “With...this.”

   But Chloe snatched up both their hands in hers. “Oh, absolutely! I am so excited, you two were the only couple who were willing to do this for me, and I’ve been searching for ages!” She was a bright bundle of excitement. “Come on,” she said as she led them by their hands into their own apartment. “I can’t hardly wait!”

   Emma and Ailen were dragged into the main room, and despite their surface-level hang-ups about the whole idea, neither could take their eyes off of Chloe’s thick, round rear. The Summoner licked her lips before she could catch herself.

   “Alright!” Chloe cheered, and then started undoing her top. “Now let’s get naked!”

   Chloe’s blouse hit the ground, followed by her skirt. She was already peeling off her gloves by the time Emma and Ailen had just started getting to their shirts.

   “So…you couldn’t find anyone else willing to help you...conceive?” Ailen prodded the question.

   “Ah,” Chloe held up a corrective finger. “Couldn’t find any couples willing to help,” she smiled. “Plenty of single men, but I thought that’d be such a nightmare down the line if they got clingy, so that’s why I’ve been propositioning long-time couples for the last year. Besides, loving couples are just the best! And you’re the only ones who said yes!”

   Emma tugged off her bra and let her titties jiggle free, her nipples already growing hard. “Ahah...can’t say it wasn’t the hottest thing someone had ever suggested to me,” Emma said, her own lurid thoughts getting the best of her, beginning to pant and even get a little wet before she could take her panties off. “...knocking up one of my heroes...giving her a baby...” she began panting to herself.

   Ailen side-eyed his girlfriend getting lost in her own lusty stupor. He had to admit, it was taking no small amount of self-control to keep himself collected when a girl was asking him to breed her, all while his lover was excited enough over the idea to start masturbating standing up.

   “Ooo, someone’s already excited!” Chloe cheered, staring down at the half-grown erection Ailen had just let free. The pegasus knight tried to hide a little bit of drool. “Mhmm, that’ll do nicely~”

   Ailen’s shaft rose up to full mast before her eyes, and the man couldn’t help but stare at Chloe’s round, voluptuous tits as she slipped her bra off with practised ease. His balls hung heavy and laden, having spent far too long abstaining just for this day, and his member throbbed the moment Chloe’s bra fell away. Her fat breasts bounced, her perky nipples now exposed and free to the air. With her standing in nothing but her tight, blue lace panties, Ailen was breathing heavy as he beheld her curvy from and huggable, breedable hips.

   And Emma was now dancing a finger in and out of her quim, her hand shifting in her knickers while she bit her lip, lust clinging to the very air she breathed.

   “…gods…we’re going to fuck you so much…” Emma panted and tried to hold back a moan.

   “I sure hope so!” Chloe gave them a big smile, so animated with excitement that her boobs jiggled in place. She then bent down to rummage through the pockets of her discarded clothes, and pulled out a small vial. Emma and Ailen finished disrobing as Chloe pulled out the cork with a ‘pop!’. “Okay, now I’ll just swig this, lay down, and let you guys do your thing! Oh, but please no bite marks.”

   Emma and Ailen exchanged a quick look, knowing exactly what she was about to do.

   “Are you…one-hundred percent certain you don’t want to be awake for this?” Ailen asked with a stern look, one last time.

   But the hot spark of desire in Chloe’s eyes assuaged any second thoughts. “Please…” she breathed, and placed the vial to her lips. “Fuck me…rape me…put a baby in me while I sleep.” Her eyelids shivered with those last words, her thighs pressing together as her knickers grew damp. “A romantic couple…having their way with me is all I could ever want,” she whispered in near ecstasy.

   And then she swallowed the contents of the vial in one swig.

   “I’m going to go lie down now~!” she declared as she turned around, giving the couple a good look at her shapely, grabbable ass as she then walked with a seductive sway into their bedroom. Emma gulped as she heard her bed creak and groan, before Chloe called out one last time. “Show me lots of love, okay~?”

   The Summoner pulled her finger out of her quim and stuck it in her mouth, her body shivering with anticipation as she stared into the shadowy doorway of her own bedroom. The potion would have worked almost immediately, meaning that right now, just beyond that doorway, there was a gorgeous, sexy woman stripped down to her panties and lying unresponsive, asleep, waiting for them to inseminate her.

   Emma felt Ailen’s hand place itself on her ass, pulling her just a little closer…and forward. Emma didn’t take her eyes off of the doorway as she reached out and began to stroke her lover’s cock in her hand, the two walking forward one step at a time.

   And as they stepped into the room, they saw her already snoozing away atop the covers. Chloe’s teal hair was sprawled out, her fat tits rising and falling with every breath, and her legs spread in an open, inviting ‘M’ shape. Her bare feet were digging into the mattress to hold the pose, and it presented the damp gusset of her panties for all to see.

   Emma whole naked body was coursing with heat, adrenaline…and arousal, her hand stroking Ailen’s rock-hard member a little faster. She craned her head up at Ailen, and saw the same wanton, desperate desire in his eyes. “…let’s fuck her,” she whispered.

   He slowly cupped her face with his hand, leaned in and kissed her. A short, wet kiss that only lovers could share, before he gazed into her heady eyes. “…let’s turn her into a mother,” he whispered back, and she almost melted in delight.

   It didn’t take the naked couple long to climb onto the mattress and into the bed of sin, their hands mimicking each other as they trailed along the thighs, the soft, silky thighs of the pegasus knight until their fingers met at the lacy blue panties covering Chloe’s maidenhood. They exchanged a hot, lusty, hesitant gaze, before they slipped their fingers under the gusset of the panties and pulled it aside…

   Chloe’s pretty, pink pussy was there, moist with want and now exposed to the world. And then three seconds later, Emma had her mouth on it. The Summoner clung to Chloe’s hips and sucked on her snatch like she was dying of thirst, moaning and rolling her eyes the moment she tasted the woman’s quim on her tongue. She mashed her face in deep and hard and lapped up every nook and cranny as if she’d just gotten her ultimate fix, turning ravenous for a girl’s cunt.

   Meanwhile, Ailen wasted no time swinging his leg over the sleeping woman and straddling her midriff so he could plop his hefty schlong between Chloe’s fat tits. Ailen let out a low, satisfied groan as he grabbed the plump breasts in his hands, rubbed the nips with his thumbs, and then gently used them to envelop and massage the whole length of his shaft. His hips leisurely rocked back and forth, sliding between the soft skin like a steel rod.

   “Fuck…” he let slip.

   “Mmmm…”

   Emma was hooked, addicted, starved for every morsel of Chloe’s juicy cunt. She nuzzled and rubbed her nose against the sleeping woman’s clit, and she ran her tongue around her labia like her favourite, dripping icecream. And Chloe’s pussy was sodding wet, leaking arousal like a broken faucet. Emma’s eyes fluttered as she ate the teal-haired woman out, relishing the complete lack of response from the woman’s body and the complete immoral ecstasy of the whole situation. We’re going to knock up this snatch, she thought over and over. Fuck it and fill it…fuck it and fill it…

   Ailen’s precum was smearing itself over Chloe’s chest, his balls throbbing in need as he kept two handfuls of her boobs, marvelling at just how stacked the woman was. And he stared at her pristine, sleeping face, with her cheeks just a tinge flushed and her lips in a pleasant, blisffully unaware smile. The wet, lurid sounds Emma was making behind him, and the sight of the unresponsive woman who had no idea what was being done to her, caused his cock to strain against the cage of titflesh and bring him to thrust and hump harder…harder…and-

   He pulled himself back, felt his shaft twitch and his blood pulse as he separated himself from the titty-heaven he was about to climax in. But he wasn’t here to paint Chloe’s face in his semen, not tonight. Tonight, he had one job, one place his built-up cum was going to go.

   “Move over, Emma…” he said, and shifted off of Chloe, manoeuvring around the bed until he was poised between her spread legs with his manhood standing proud. “I’m going to fuck her now.”

   The Summoner’s shoulders visibly trembled in ecstasy at those words, and she slowly pulled her mouth and lips off of the juicy snatch before her, her face now covered in quim. Emma scooped up her face and feasted on Chloe’s arousal as she smirked at Ailen.

   “She’s ready~” she said, and pulled herself out of the way.

   Ailen positioned himself, and rested his length against Chloe’s soaked cunt, sliding it back and forth until the underside was slick and throbbing, his body relishing the warmth of her lower lips. His hips pulled back, and the tip of his cock pushed between the sleeping woman’s labia. He gripped her hips…

   “Do it…” Emma moaned. “Feed it into her…sheathe it in-”

   “Hrrnnggg…!” Ailen groaned as he slid forward, shoving his whole meat stick into the perfect, wet, gripping hole, inch after inch, spreading the woman open until he pressed up against her deepest parts, and his balls rested on her ass.

   Emma let out a whorish moan as she watched Ailen slide to the base inside the pegasus knight, every inch now lodged in that tight, heavenly cunt. He was being squeezed by another woman’s unconscious pussy, and Emma relished every twitch of pleasure on his face.

   Emma moved her legs, placing her knees on either side of Chloe’s sleeping form until she could sink down and mash her own cunt against Chloe’s pretty face. She shuddered as she rubbed her pussy along the woman’s prim nose, coated her lips and chin in her arousal, and could pant and lose herself in Ailen’s gaze as the two of them fucked the slutty pegasus knight.

   Ailen grunted as he drew back and slammed forward, jostling the sleeping woman and the bed frame he did so, and as he began to build up a strong, primal, deep rhythm of rutting, while Emma could only mewl and shudder as she ground her snatch against Chloe’s pretty features.

   “Hah…Ah…! How does she feel…?” Emma gasped. “Ugh fuck me I can’t believe we’re doing this…”

   Ailen grabbed Chloe’s thighs and bent them back so he could pound up against her womb even deeper, his head craning back as the utter pleasure rolled over him. “Mrrrm…! It feels amazing…” he groaned. “She’s gripping me so hard…it’s like her body’s begging for it…teasing me for it…”

   Emma chewed on her lip so tightly she almost drew blood. “Cum inside her…” she breathed. “You’ve saved up so much cum…I know your balls are throbbing…craving to impregnate her…” She took Chloe’s feet as they were bouncing in the air, and rubbed her face against their soft soles, trailing her nose along her arch until she licked around the unconscious woman’s toes. “We’re going to put a baby in her…” Emma moaned in heat, gushing over Chloe’s face. “She’s so vulnerable…ovulating…ready for it…”

   Ailen’s shaft was already tingling, beginning to pulse with need, and he couldn’t tell how much precum he’d already coated Chloe’s unprotected cervix with. There was no condom, no form of birth control that would stop his semen if he chose to shoot his sperm now, nothing to stop him from getting her pregnant…

   He’d never failed to knock someone up before, and now Chloe had decided to spread her legs for him on her dangerous days… It made his blood boil with a deep, primal need.

   Wet, lurid slapping sounds filled the room as Ailen’s pace began to quicken. Squelching noises from Chloe’s pussy as Ailen’s soaked cock shoved itself in and out, his balls slapping against her ass, all of it a depraved, lust-filled symphony to Emma’s ears. She gripped Chloe’s tit in one hand, ground her twat against her face, and feasted on her feet and toes.

   “Cum in her…Ah…! Breed her…” Emma panted. “Mmm…I want to see you knock her up…”

   Ailen closed his eyes as he thrust, lost himself in the soft, tight, perfect gripping walls of Chloe’s unprotected snatch, and then let out a guttural groan. He slammed down and hilted himself in the pegasus knight, shoving right up and into the opening of her womb, before then letting his manhood come undone, throb and unload.

   Shivers ran up his spine as his balls clenched up as they rested on Chloe’s ass, a torrent of semen surging up and bursting from the tip of his cock, painting the inside of her baby chamber white. He ground and mashed his hips, the pussy gripping and milking him in a desperate need for cum, and he loosed thick white wads of his seed with every groan and grunt, filling the pegasus knight with more sperm than she’d ever need.

   Emma came. Her head lolled backward, her back arched and jutted her tits forward, and she let the immoral orgasm run right through her body, climaxing on top on Chloe’s sleeping form like it was the ultimate sin. She barely held onto the woman’s feet, but kept her grip so she could make sure Chloe’s legs were spread wide apart while her lover rutted and humped his seed into her deepest parts.

   “Ahhh…Knock her up…!”

   Ailen bent over and hugged Chloe’s body, humping and shoving himself forward to get one last thick spurt of virile semen into her, before finally feeling the last of his orgasm fade away.

   The sweaty couple looked at each other with panting faces, the afterglow washing over them.

   “Shall we…use her doggystyle next?” Emma asked, her chest heaving, and her nipples as hard as diamonds. “I want to put my mouth on your balls as you cum in her…”

   Ailen slowly reached out an arm and wrapped and hand around his girlfriend’s neck to pull her closer, an act that made Emma shiver and almost squirt in delight. He was still buried inside Chloe, but his eyes were filled with a deeper connection. He pulled Emma’s lips into his, made out with her, before they started growing hot and heated and started invading each other’s mouth with their tongues. They stole and traded air, chewing and devouring one another…

   Eventually he broke away, leaving Emma needy and biting the air for more. “The hardest part about this…” he groaned. “…is not breeding you instead.”

   “Fuck me…” Emma panted to him immediately, before promptly draping her hand over his face and reeling back her wanton thoughts. “No…wait…we’ve got to fuck Chloe again,” she corrected herself, and then kissed him one more time, and they rode the electricity and energy bouncing between them. “We’ll fuck later…”

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“Oh my, I feel so refreshed!” Chloe beamed, sashaying from side-to-side in her uniform and gazing down at herself. Her hand instinctively went to reach under her skirt to where she could feel cum leaking out of her pussy and into her panties, but she stopped just short of indecency when she caught herself. The pegasus knight then looked up at her two helpers. “Again, thank you so much! With those fertility spells, this should be more than guaranteed. And I must say, it is a delight to see you two so close~!”

   Emma and Ailen were still in a state of dishevelment, with their arms wrapped around each other as they were standing there to watch Chloe leave. They gave each other a quick look, and Emma made sure to keep herself snug against him.

   “Thanks, Chloe,” Emma smiled. “We do hope everything works out for you.”

   Chloe bunched up two little fists of go-get-’em-attitude. “Don’t you worry, I’m going to have the cutest little cherub you’ve ever laid eyes on!” she declared, before losing herself in whimsy. “Ahh, it’s like I’ve stolen my own little piece of a lover’s romance inside me, this is perfect in every way.”

   Ailen had to admit, he couldn’t quite work out what was going through Chloe’s mind as she held her smiling face in her own hands. But, if their unusual get-together had brought her the happiness she’d wanted, then he supposed he wouldn’t ponder it too much.

   “Take care, you two!”

   “See you around, Chloe!”

   The voluptuous pegasus knight closed the door behind her and joyfully made her way down the castle steps, her womb now stuffed to the brim with virile semen. And as Chloe wore the biggest, brightest smile on her face, countless sperm inside her womb happened upon her waiting egg, with one lucky winner burrowing their way inside it. All of this while none of the other heroes around her where any-the-wiser.

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Ailen’s eyebrow went up in welcome surprise, watching the VG recap on the television. “No way, she actually pulled it off. Look at her go, she choked out Edelgard in a thigh lock. Nicely done.”

   “Well...” came a sly voice from the far end of the small couch. Ailen’s gaze travelled warily to his right, where Emma was lounging in her tube top and grey underwear. “This means you lost the bet~”

   Ailen let out sigh and resigned to hand his head in defeat. “Fair’s fair,” he said, and then shifted himself on the couch.

   Emma grinned like a kid and almost punched the air in victory, but instead she was far swifter in spreading her legs and letting Ailen fit his head past her knees. There was no honeyed words or decorum, just Ailen resting his palm over her mons and setting about lazily rubbing her pussy through her knickers with all four fingers. Emma let out a hum of pleasure, and moved a little bit onto her side so she could watch TV with one leg over the back of the couch, and her lady bits getting a leisurely massaging.

   “Oh, hey, Claude somehow beat Camilla, I bet people aren’t going to be too happy about that,” she said, turning up the volume. “All the female summoners I talk to wanted him to win so they could try and get their free copy in their bed. Honestly, as if that’s any reason to summoner a hero.”

   Ailen was resting his head on her inner thigh as his hands worked on her plump snatch. He let his mouth silently tickle her exposed thighs and the skin around the edge of her panties, and soon he could tell she was beginning to get damp. He pressed his four fingers down harder as he rubbed her faster, and sooner to was dinning in the tips of his fingers and soaking the gusset of her knickers in his own wet arousal.

   Emma’s toes flinched as she felt Ailen latch his mouth over her clothed snatch, his tongue hungrily pressing into her sensitive mound before his lower jaw set about grinding into her. Emma’s focus on the TV slipped away as she let out a moan and snaked her hand through Ailen’s hair so she could grab it. Ailen’s mouth-work was aggressive and needy, yet the flimsy cloth in the way between his tongue and her proper sensitive cunt was quickly driving Emma insane, and she started bucking and mashing her hips, pulling down on his head in a fit of desperation.

   She tried to slip her free hand under her pants to frig herself but he deftly swatted it away.

   “Argh! Fine!” she yelled out, and lifted her legs up in the air and hurried slid off her panties and chucked them in the air. “I need it!” she hissed as she held her legs open and her wet, hot cunt dripping and wanting.

   Ailen began unbuckling his belt as he licked her taste off of his lips. “We don’t have any condoms,” he said, knowing full well what her answer would be.

   “Fuck the condoms!” she yelled. “Just hurry up and fuck-mrmpfh!”

   Ailen clamped his hand over her jabbering gob, lined up and spread her soaked cuntlips around the head of his engorged shaft, and shoved himself to the hilt in his girlfirend.

   Emma’s bare feet scrounged up and twisted in the air as Ailen humped and fucked her into the couch cushions, pistoning away until well after the VG recap had ended, and not before he’d pumped and unloaded enough thick wads of his progeny to fill up her womb.

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With the wardrobe open and clothes strewn about the floor, Emma wrapped her hands around her friend’s perky tits from behind. “Wow, Nina, you’re still getting bigger!”

   “H-Hey, hads off!” yelped the thief as she frantically brushed the groping fingers away, swatting at Emma with her bra. “Too friendly, too friendly!”

   Emma giggled like a gremlin as Nina slipped out of her grasp and ran to the safety of the bed with a pitter-pattering of her bare feet across the room. But instead of giving chase, a naked Emma turned around and set her sight on her second prey.

   “Yah!” Phina squealed and went rigid with a shock up her spine, Emma’s wandering fingers wrapping themselves around her exposed midriff. “E-Emma! Not again!”

   Emma was drooling. “Such a thin waist...” She cheekily cupped Phina’s butt, the dancer’s panties currently around her ankles. “...and a tasty ass...anng!”

   “Yie!” Phina clenched her teeth, and then couldn’t hold herself back any long and pulled Emma up by her black hair. “Ah! Enough! If you want to shag, let’s shag!”

   Nina scrambled with her feet to get off of the bed. “Hey hey! If we’re having a makeout sesh I want in to--Ahh!!”

   Phina glanced over. “What is it Nin-aahhh!!!!”

   Ailen turned the page of his book, and then was promptly smacked and buried in a myriad of hurled and pelted undergarments. “Pff! Pah! What’s the big idea?!” he spluttered from his comfy spot on the couch.

   “How long have you been there?!” the two girls shrieked. Nina was desperately trying to cover her tits and Phina her exposed nethers.

   Emma tilted her head. “He’s been here the whole time.”

   “Since when?!”

   Ailen grumpily lifted the pair of red lingerie knickers off of his book. “It was you lot who barged into my reading time.”

   Emma smirked. “Heh, sorry.”

   Phina and Nina were hugging each other to protect each other’s chastity, but...it didn’t take long for them to get used to the quiet fourth member of company.

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Ailen flipped the page of his book, a frown on his face as leaned back from the table and into the library chair.

   “Hm? What’s wrong?” Emma asked, and hopped her butt up onto the table in front of him.

   Ailen kept his eyes on his paragraph. “Nothing.”

   “Oh~?” Emma’s lips turned into a grin as she ran her tongue along her teeth. She leaned so only he could hear, as it was a library after all. “Too shy to share your secrets?”

   Ailen’s brow twitched a little. “Honestly, it’s nothing,” he insisted, and flipped to the next page, even though he hadn’t finished reading it.

   Emma lifted one foot onto the table so she could hug her toned leg, her pleated short-skirt drawing up along her thighs. She gazed at him with naughty, playful eyes. “Well…would you tell me if I traded you for some of this~?”

   Ailen couldn’t miss the cheeky tone to her voice, and he raised his eyes only to then see Emma slowly lifting up the rest of her skirt…and reveal her pretty pink pussy.

   No panties, no pubic hair, just a smooth twitching, soaked snatch in his face.

And that finally got Ailen to snort out a chuckle and smile just a little. “Selling your body for secrets, huh?”

   “Ooo, that makes me sound like a hot damsel in a spy flick.” Emma smiled with delight. She kept gazing at him as her free hand slid down and started playing with the wet, sopping lips of her little cunny in front of him. “Me, sneaking undercover, wearing barely anything,” she teased. “And then then you can play the dark villain who fatefully captures me, ties me up, and has his dastardly way with me.”

   Ailen raised an eyebrow as he tilted his head, the book in his hands all but forgotten. “Wait, how come I’m not the hero-spy who gets to rescue you?” he asked her.

   Emma sultrily grinned, and slowly slipped two fingers into her dripping snatch. She winked at him and whispered. “Because maybe I don’t want to be rescued…”

   Ailen poignantly chucked the book over his shoulder as he rose from his seat and pushed the playful minx onto her back.

   “Hey, isn’t that a bit rude for a library book?” Emma teased as she felt him push his head between her legs.

   Ailen ran a finger along her inner thigh until she shivered and her pussy dripped even more. “Written history’s great, but sometimes I like to study oral~”

   “Ugh, so cheesy- Ahh!” Emma yelped and threw her head back as he dove his face into her snatch and brazenly assaulted her sensitive core with his long, wide, coarse and slithering tongue. She gripped his hair and rocked her hips up to mush her sodden crotch into his face to revel in the pleasure, only for his diving tongue to be too much and tried to pull away.

   Only for Ailen to swiftly and firmly wrap his arms around her waist and hold lower half in place. Emma’s eyes widened as she realised she was trapped and went to shout, but her words cut out and she whinnied and squealed, twisting in his grasp as Ailen dug deep and wide with his tongue, and then mashed his nose up against her clit to flick her pleasure nodes all at once.

   “Yah! Ahh! Oh f-fuck, Ailen wai-eeeIT!!”

   Lick, suckle, hum and slobber, Ailen felt the taste of her pussy on his tongue and suddenly he couldn’t get enough. She squirmed and forcefully pushed and shoved at him only for him to pull her closer her and devour her snatch like a starved beast. At first it was a trickle, but now he was lapping and drinking up every gush of her quim and not letting up. He teased and poked and licked and prodded and then clamped his mouth down the moment she squirted, refusing to let her escape from him by even an in as he pinned her down and ate her.

   Slurp! Slick! Schlick! Schluck! Slurrrp!

   “Ahhh! Stop! Stop! Ahhh Aieeee!!! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuuuuck!!!”

   Slurp! Slick! Schlick! Schluck! Slurrrp!

   “Ahhhhhh!!!”

   It was another four hours until the library would be closed for the day.

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Ayra angled her body in the mirror and looked at the way the purple panties shaped around her toned rear.

   “I don’t see the point in wearing something like this,” she mumbled, and ran her fingers along the lace and the way the bikini underwear fit snugly around her shapely hips and over her womanly hole. “Although I will admit, I doubt it would get in the way during a fight.”

   Larcei poked her exposed butt cheek with a grin. “And this way you won’t keep flashing your muff every time you use Astra.”

   Ayra swatted away Larcei’s hand and promptly straightened her warrior’s form. “Nonsense,” she said. “And besides…my enemies don’t live long enough to remember it.”

   Larcei ran a finger around her teenage mother’s hips. “Sure sure, I know all your training partners would agree,” she smiled and leaned in close. “…I know I do…”

   Ayra turned her head away and scoffed. “If you have enough time to…to…to stare at my privates, then you have time to improve your swordsmanship!”

   “Muuum,” Larcei groaned. “It’s always swordsmanship swordsmanship swordsmanship with you, when are you going to relax and let a man ride you?” Larcei pressed ever closer to Ayra as her fingers travelled lower, and while Ayra grit her teeth and held her ground, Larcei then stroked her digits over Ayra’s panty-clad pussy lips. “When am I going to find out who I get to call ‘Daddy’~?”

Ayra was about to shove her future daughter away from her, but Larcei’s fingers didn’t stop their rubbing, and soon Ayra felt her breathing growing hot as Larcei pushed a little deeper, a little rough, and bit her lower lip at her.

   “Come on, mother…put the sword down for a night, and let a man fuck you,” Larcei groaned into her mother’s ear. “Let him win…”

   With now raging hard nipples, Ayra eventually shoved Larcei back. “Enough! P-Pick out the next set of clothes,” she said as she turned away. “I-I going to get us some food from the kitchen, you s-stay here!”

   “Mother wait! You’re not even wearing a bra!” Larcei called out, but Ayra had already closed the door behind her. “…and you’re not wearing pants.”

   Ayra’s cropped white t-shirt did little to stop her boobs from bouncing as she hurried down the hall, yet she didn’t even want to think about having her nipples clearly visible for all to see. New to the concept of underwear, she didn’t appreciate the damp patch between her legs as well.

   She tried to get the thoughts out of her head. Of the burly men she trained with, of the dangerous assassins who tried to tease her, of the musky man who-

   “Oof!”

   Ayra took a step back after bumping into man before her, yet her voice caught in her throat as she saw who it was. Hot Spring water dripped off his bare chest, and his strong arms held up a rather tiny towel at his waist.

   After a painstakingly long time, Ayra brought her eyes up from his wait inch by lustful inch, until she bit her bottom lip just her daughter had. Her hand travelled over her exposed and toned stomach until her thumb suddenly slipped under the band of her new purple panties.

   “Hey, Ailen…”

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Larcei opened her room door after putting on some sweatpants, because if she didn’t find out where her mum went, she might just die of hunger.

   Larcei kept her eyes peeled as she walked down the hallway since, while her breasts weren’t as large as her mothers, having someone see her without a bra was still a little mortifying. Although she could think of a few she might be okay with…

   But her thoughts turned to stone as she turned the corner and saw the most unbecoming, wanton display of her young teenage life.

   “Ugghhh!! Fuck me deeep!” Ayra wailed. “You own me! You own meeee!”

   A loud smack reverberated down the hall as Ailen brought his hand across Ayra’s peach-shaped and panty-clad rear. His monstrous dick was plugged several inches into the swordswoman’s treasured and noble snatch and stretching her weeping cunt lips wide like they should have been for years now. He grabbed her wide hips with one hand while the other was wrapped around her throat, and rutted her like a bitch doggystyle against the wall. The ‘plapping’ sound of his full balls could be heard smacking against her, keeping Ayra’s barely functioning mind aware of just how much fucking sperm was about to be bred into her.

   “Tight bitch,” Ailen growled as his hips smacked against her backside. “Total sluts- Hng! -like you, don’t deserve to be on the battlefield- Hrah! -but in my bedchambers, their bellies nice and round.

   He then shifted his hand around her waist and started ravaging her hooded clit while his shaft forced itself into her clamping cunt again and again, and in seconds she began to scream.

   “Yes!!! Oh, Saint Isaac yesss! I’m your dirty whore, your little fuckhole, your breeding slut!!”

   Ailen growled as her hips and cunny wrung his cock for dear life and his meat began to throb inside her.

   “Oh, you fucking minx…Don’t think I don’t know how much of a slut you really are,” he groaned. Ailen suddenly grabbed her waist with both hands and went to turned destroying her sodden and begging hole. “Ahh fuck! I’ve seen you training without knickers, I’ve seen you biting your lips at the men…Well guess what- Gah! -I’ve finally got my cock in that sweet pussy of yours- Hnng! -and I’m about to unload in you for all the men you’ve teased! Hrah! Get ready to take it!”

   “In me! Seed me!” she howled and scraped the walls with her nails. “Breeed meee!!!”

    “Hrraaaahhhh!!”

   Ayra’s tits squished in her white shirt as her bull pushed her up against the wall, swell his cock inside her desperate cunt, and fire the thickest stream of semen into her open womb.

   Ailen’s heavy balls were seized up as he rutted up against her shapely ass and unloaded his scions into her as deep as he could send them, his cock pressing up against her cervix as he squirted ropes of white. He was fucking her, breeding her.

   And Ayra’s mind was falling into rapture at the thought. She squeezed the male tool inside her hole like it was the dearest thing she’d ever loved. No sword could ever compete to the one pumping her full of babies right now, and as she felt bent over and pinned, she lost all will to resist.

   Ayra’s legs trembled and shook as her body came crashing into a deep orgasm that sent her mind white. “Hrglskk…” she drooled and came over her master’s thick cock. She let the feeling etch itself into her soul.

   This was perfection. This was bliss.

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Larcei kept her hand clamped over her mouth like a seal.

   “I…I think I just found my ‘Daddy’.”

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   “Ugghh ahhh...” Emma groaned in a breathy lust as she let her head fall back, her hips lazily grinding and twitching with the last vestiges of her orgasm. She eventually lifted her dripping, lightly quivering pussy off of Kvasir’s face, and groped Kvasir’s small boobs one more time before she swung her legs and bare ass off of the Vanir girl.

   Ailen clawed his hand down the remains of Kvasir’s shirt as his balls dumped a few final ropes of cum into the young girl’s plump, hairless and spasming snatch. Her cunny lips were swollen red from hours of crazed, rampant, primal sex and breeding, and now her tight, wet tunnel had been stretched open into the shape of Ailen’s long, virile cock, and her womb was conquered and stuffed beyond capacity with the man’s hot spunk, full of eager swimmers currently assaulting her eggs. Ailen huffed as he gradually extricated his schlong from her gripping pussy lips, and eventually pried it free of her sticky hole with a pop.

   Kvasir’s tight young cunt quickly tried to close back up into a slim slit, but had been so well-fucked that a healthy splurge of cum spilled out of her hole and trickled down her lips and down her ass. The Vanir girl was barely conscious as her small chest heaved and her eyes struggled to focus on her flushed red face.

   “Cu....Cum...C-Cumming...” she drawled, her whole body still shaking with post orgasmic bliss. The only thing in her mind was the image of cock, ecstasy, and Emma’s naked crotch drowning her in pussy juice. Her body was a spasming mess of jelly, her mind mush, and her pensive, lonely lips now curled into a bliss-ridden, fuck-drunk smile.

   Emma wiped up her leaking quim with Kvasir’s discarded cloak. “I think that’ll do it,” she said. “She gets any more ideas of world annihilation and we’ll put her in the stocks for a day.”

   Ailen nodded and stretched out his arms after finally standing up. “Wasn’t sure if it would work, but she was really bucking her hips by the end,” he said.

   “That’s just the magic of our combined skill~” Emma grinned. She then discarded the cloak and gracefully bent at the waist to slip her mouth over Ailen’s dripping cock. There was the light sound of wet slurping as Emma licked up Kvasir’s cunt juice off of his shaft and sucked out the last few drips of cum, cleaning him up nicely. She straightened up as she licked her own lips and groomed her hair back in place.

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It was so fucking hot... The sun was cooking the skin on her legs and Emma had to dig up the energy to shift them back under the shade of the tree. Sweat was dripping along the curve of her cheeks and down her neck until the collar of her tight white shirt soaked up each and every drop. She sat back against the tree trunk and let her legs splay out in quite the unladylike manner. She'd do anything at all to feel a little more breeze.

   She licked the bottom of her long icecream cone from the bottom all the way to the top, and lapped away a thick chunk of creamy white soft-serve into her hot and panting mouth. She could feel some of the white goodness sticking to her lips, so ran out her tongue over the missed goodies in a nice slow lick to savour each and every speck. Emma could help but let out of drawn-out moan as she swallowed it all. It was so good.

   She wanted more, and it took every ounce of her willpower not to give into her deep cravings and desires to devour and consume the treat in her hands in a frenzy. Instead, she licked the yummy desert with slow and perfectly measured swipes of her tongue, some short, some long, and moaning each and every time she swallowed a little bit more.

   Yet it was still so hot. Emma groaned and rested the back of her head against the tree. No was around to see her, right? So, she could...

   With a spare arm, Emma grabbed the bottom of her white shirt and pulled it all the way over her head and off completely. It got stuck on her tits halfway, but quick spurts of determination help Emma tug it free and let her boobs bounce and suddenly feel the fresh and cooler air. She shimmied the shirt off her other arm and tossed it to the side. Oh...that felt much better for her. She relaxed against the tree and letter her braless titties hang round and free.

   A single drop of icecream suddenly dropped and landed in the valley between her breasts and she gave a little 'yelp!'. Cold, refreshing, and dripping a little down her sensitive skin a little too invasively for her liking, Emma promptly swiped it up with a finger and stuck it between her lips. Her eyes fluttered as she let out a moan...

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Ailen let out a groan as he lolled his head back in the seat and let Emma’s naked ass slide back and forth on his lap with his cock buried so deep in her sopping and velvety hole that he was bumping up against her womb, and yet she wouldn’t relent as her pussy wrapped up his throbbing meat in a vine-like squeeze and pumped him to blow out his thick load of milky seed.

   Emma panted as her shorts and bikini bottoms hung around her ankles and still wore her shirt and cardigan. The rest of the ferry deck was empty as she threw her hips back and forth and rode dick in the middle of the day like a proper sex-drunk little slut. She bit her lip as she felt Ailen shudder under her and fire a thick wad of baby batter into her. She whimpered at the warm feeling semen splashing into her womb as he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her balls-deep onto his throbbing cock. She ran a slender hand down between her legs reached out to fondle his balls as they pumped her full of spunk, and ran her fingers over her lips with her other hand, savouring the moment after she spent twenty minutes blowing him and then riding him to finish.

   Ailen then wrapped his fingers in her hair and pushed her forward onto her feet. Emma merely moaned and grunted as he got up off the seat and started fucking her bent over again. She shuffled to keep her footing with her feet caught in her bottoms and shorts but couldn’t keep her eyes steady as they rolled back and he smashed her from behind. Cum was already leaking out from her pussy lips as they were stretched around her breeder’s thick shaft, but it wasn’t long until her heavenly cunt wrung yet another orgasm from Ailen and he snapped his hips forward, thrust into her and fired another healthy load into her already stuffed hole. Her legs shook and buckled as she whined in bliss, shaking all over in orgasmic bliss.

   They both fell forward in ecstasy and Ailen wrapped his arms around her as he plugged himself right up against her cervix and kept seeding her while she struggled and kicked, and sloppy grin all over her face. He pressed her into the floor of the ferry into a prone-bone and humped her ass, and Emma arched her back only to be held down and bred. It was the perfect, messy, dirty quickie she wanted.

   She was going to be so full of sperm and cum when she got to the beach resort, but her friends would never know. She’d run around in her skimpy new biking, leaking seed with a big smile on her face. Emma’s eye’s trembled in orgasmic bliss as she wore a big, crooked grin and came all around Ailen’s thick stick.

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The deep and rhythmic thumping of heavy dance music shook the air and reverberated through the very walls and alcohol-soaked floors of the dimly lit and heaving night club. Flashing lights of a multitude of colours darted off of stripper poles, crowded bars, and oodles and oodles of titflesh, bare stomachs, shapely asscheeks, toned thighs, and every other mesmerising parts of a woman as several throngs of female heroes of Askr jumped, danced, and bounced to the beat with intoxicated girlish screams and cheers.

   Kiria and Eleonora from the Tokyo Mirages world had been indispensable in recreating the technology and atmosphere for this club to be possible in Askr, and the two girls themselves were helming the DJ system and blasting remixes of top hits from every decade. Kiria and Eleonora were gorgeous figures to begin with, but seeing of the two of them in their bras and panties as they turned panel knobs and jammed to music was a delicious sight to behold.

   ‘If you want the girls to cut loose, tell them to dress slutty’ they’d said, and had promptly stripped down to their underclothes for the poster pictures.

   Anna had driven up hype for the event as if the family fortune was on the line. ‘One night only’, ‘girls party’, ‘bras optional, slutwear encouraged’, and one particularly raunchy tagline, ‘raw sex with one of our masked studs; treat yourself, take the risk~’.

   And with the sheer amount of titties he was brushing up against and wandering feminine hands he was currently feeling over his body, Summoner Ailen was certain the event turn out had been bigger than anything Anna could have hoped. He was one of several shirtless, masked men at the club, and was having to navigate a sea of half-naked girls, sometimes even three quarters-naked, or even outright nude, just to make his way to the bar.

   He passed by Jill as she pulled off her tight top and freed her boobs in such a fashion that they bounced and jiggled, showing off her perky nipples and leaving her in only her awfully tight jeans. Meanwhile, Mercedes had gone right off the deep end and was rubbing her curly blonde pubes against the stripper pole as she made out with it, while Annette wore her friend’s knickers over her face as she fisted the air and bounced to the beat of the rapturous music.

   To say the Summoner hadn’t noticed how pent up and horny the female heroes of the Order had been would be an outright lie. He’d need to be blind twice over not to notice the bitten lips, rubbed-together thighs, lustful gazes, and sultry posing from a multitude of women over the last few months. It wasn’t like sexual desire was frowned upon in any way, but the majority of male heroes were often so straight-laced, focused on the war effort, or too dedicated to their training and self-improvement to spare time to treat a lady. It all sounded crazy, but as Ailen saw Dagr rubbing her hands down her sister’s hotpants in a shadowy alcove, he knew he couldn’t deny the sheer sexual charge permeating the air.

   Anna probably wore the most conservative outfit of the night as she mixed drinks behind the bar in a professional manner. She wore a tightly-fitted black collared shirt and an even tighter miniskirt, leaving a tantalising gap of perfect thighs before reaching her black thigh-high stockings and high heels. In short, most men would like nothing more than to bend her over the very bar she was working at.

   She looked up from her mixing as Summoner Ailen rested his arm on bar top. He said something that was drowned out by the music, so Anna coyly played with her ear to make him speak up and lean in a little closer.

   Ailen grumbled and spoke up over the noise. “I’m here, dressed just the way you asked,” he said. “And I’m just supposed to be…‘the male entertainment’?”

   Anna placed down an empty glass and started mixing a rum and coke. “That…pretty much sums it up, yes,” she replied with a grin over the noise. She could see the throng of dancing girls behind him, as well as a few other shirtless men she’d hand-picked for the night. “’Eye candy’, ‘man meat’, handsome studs to fool around with, that’s what I advertised~”

   Ailen raised a curious eyebrow. “Oh? I wasn’t aware I had caught your attentions for…those sorts of job positions,” he spoke with an interested edge to his tone. “Or were you so short-staffed that you need bookworms like me?”

   Anna scoffed and put some ice in the drink. “Honey, you are hardly just a bookworm.” She gave him a saucy wink. Anna looked him up and down like a prime cut of steak as she slid over to him his rum and coke. “I heard the rumours about that little beach trip of yours, and I have to say…I’ve always had a hunch~”

   Ailen lifted up his glass while leaning on the counter. “Humph, I don’t think I care for whatever rumours you think you’ve heard,” he told her. “I’m just here to repay a favour-”

   Anna suddenly swooped in close and stole his gaze away from his drink. “There, it’s those eyes of yours,” she mewled at him from just over the rim of his glass, so close he could feel the breath from between her full red lipstick. “It’s those eyes of yours that give you away, Ailen, they’re so controlled…like there’s a danger behind them. The kind of danger women like~”

   Ailen grunted in reaction to something else and then pulled away. “Grr…ahh,” he groaned, and he put down his drink before he could take a sip. “Give me a moment, Anna, I just need to…ah…finish something.”

   Ailen then looked down where Anna couldn’t see and admonished Lyndis, who was currently squatting with her toned legs spread and her mouth bobbing up and down on his rock-hard shaft, just as she had been for the last several minutes. Ailen lightly bucked his hips to mess with her rhythm, but Lyn’s lips merely tried to curl into a smile as they were stretched around his thick man meat. “You really are a slut,” Ailen said. “You’ve got me close with that mouth of yours…”

   Lyn worked her head down and up his shaft in corkscrew bobs, her green ponytail swishing about as she slid her lips along his cock and treated him to all the wonderful sensations of her mouth and throat. She had on a black, sleeveless high-necked tank top cropped so high and showing of so much underboob that Ailen caught glimpse of her perky pink nipples as her breasts bounced about. Lyn still wore her usual heeled brown boots, but also a transparent black, V-string micro thong, and nothing else.

   She could feel Ailen’s dick lightly pulse against her hot tongue, and the plainswoman pulled off of his cock with wet slurps and trails of saliva sticking between her lips and Ailen’s bitch-breaker. Lyn was panting hot and heavy as she furiously began to jack her hand up and down Ailen’s cock, slathered in her wanton, horny drool. Lyn titled her head back and lipped her lips before sticking out her tongue in a perfect begging pose. “Come on, you hot fucking stud, spray it all over your slutty Saccaen whore~” she pleaded and stroked him faster and faster. “Come on, baby, momma wants to see those pearly whites!”

   Ailen felt himself shudder lightly as she jiggled her tits and begged for his seed, and he wrapped a hand around her ponytail tilted her head just that little further back as his dick pulsed in her hands. “Hnng…that’s it, Lyn…!”

   He let out a deep groan and his body suddenly jerked as his balls tightened up and then loosed a large, thick shot of semen straight onto Lyn’s face. She gave a yelp of delight before she was swiftly painted in another, and another string of sperm from her chin to her nose, across her cheeks, over her lips and she shut an eye. Ailen growled and held her still by her hair and bucked his hips, firing off so much sticky seed that it started dripping onto her tight tank top in globs.

   “Yessss, give it to me…cover me...” Lyn moaned as she stroked his throbbing, pulsating cock and aimed its discharge right into her wanting mouth. Delicious wads of cum shot directly into her gob and landed on her tongue, and she felt a slight orgasmic tingle as she filled up her mouth with several extra spurts of semen.

   As the last string of ejaculate landed on her lips, Lyn closed her mouth and savoured every morsel as she swallowed the lot. Then without asking, she slipped out of Ailen’s grasp and suckled on the tip of his penis, sucking out every last vestige of cum she could.

   Ailen grimaced, yet he could feel himself growing harder already. His prolonged exposure to the Fruits of Idunn had changed him, and he knew his balls were already working beyond normal limits to build up another batch of baby makers. Post-orgasmic clarity barely existed for him, he just wanted to push Lyn over…tear off that sodden micro thong…take her…make her scream, and pump his seed where it-

   He shook his head and thoughts into order and turned back to face Anna once more. “Sorry, I probably shouldn’t have been talking while on the job,” he told her.

   Anna did her best to let her flushed face calm down after such a sight. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m sure she loved it.”

   Lyn slowly stood up with warm semen painting every one of her beautiful facial features and dripping down onto her black top, staining it white. “Mmm, I certainly did enjoy it.”

   Anna then lifted up a black masquerade mask and offered it to Lyn. “There is a theme to the night, Lyndis, if you wanted to preserve some anonymity,” she said, nodding to Ailen’s masked face.

   “Hmm, oh?” Lyndis replied in surprise, but then grinned at Ailen. “Then I should thank you for giving me my favourite kind of ‘mask’,” she smiled and licked a thick, hot dollop of cum off of her lips. Lyn then picked up the mask Anna offered her, as well as Ailen’s drink from in front of him, and promptly sauntered off to the dance floor with a sway of her hips.

   Anna threw out a hand. “H-Hey, that was his-”

   “Don’t worry about it, Anna,” Ailen cut her off. “I shouldn’t be drinking on the job anyway. And speaking of the job, I should…” he then looked at the bouncing and dancing throng of half-naked women. “…get in there.”

   Anna huffed and turned back to her drinks. “Okay then, just make sure to dance a little! Girls want to see their sex-meat dancing!”

   He waved off her comment and turned to the dancefloor himself. But as he turned away, a thought stuck in his head. I wonder what she spiked my drink with before Lyn took it? Ailen was always quite perceptive, and while many of the girls here wouldn’t know what drugs were, Ailen couldn’t miss the white tablet Anna had dissolved in his drink when he was finishing up with Lyn. He would just make sure not to drink anything he didn’t have to…

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Ailen wiped a small bead of sweat from his brow and let out a small sigh of relief as he slumped back in his chair. He said he’d help Emma out with her summoner paperwork today, seeing as he used to be one, but he hadn’t thought it’d take all day.

   “Mmm...”

   Schlick...Schlip...Slurrp...

   “Ahhh...”

   His eyes wandered, now free, to look at the small couch of the office, where the lazing Emma was getting rather...intimately familiar with one of their newest recruits.

   “Ooo...” Spring Mirabilis cooed, her lithe form lying lengthways on the couch with her head closest to ailen, and her stocking-clad legs part just enough and her soft feet lifted just a little in the air so that Emma’s head could burrow itself between her thighs.

   Schlick...Schlip...Slurrp...

   Emma had taken an early break, and crawled over Mirabilis’ sleeping form to start eating out the drowsy girl ‘69’ style, with her messy mop of black hair shuffling from side-to-side as she feasted on snatch just out of Ailen’s sight. What he could see, however, was two sets of panties, one red pair he knew to be Mirabilis’ laying on his coffee table, and a striped blue pair on the floor that seemed damp with Emma’s signature arousal. Of course, beyond that he had a clear view of Emma’s naked rear and pretty pink pussy situated over the alfar’s face, where Mirablilis had woken up and decided to return the favour.

   “Mmmm...” Mirabilis was suckling lazily on Emma’s aroused clit, burying her nose in soaked pink lips and filling the room with indecent, lurid sounds.  It certainly hadn’t taken Emma and Mirabilis particularly long to crawl between each other’s legs and get a taste of one another.

   “Ah...! Ahh...! Ahhhh!!” Mirabilis cried out, and suddenly her toes splayed out in the air, stretching her soles of her white stockings as her body suddenly trembled and spasmed on the couch. She was shaking and quaking, and Ailen could see her head plop down are her eyes slowly fade off and begin to sleep, yet Emma’s tongue was still working away with a wanton hunger.

   Ailen watched on as Emma kept eating out the sleeping fairy. His attention was rather fixed on the way her shapely butt moved and swayed, with her knees spread on either side of Mirabilis’ shoulders. Her toned, supple thighs were nothing but inviting, and unlike Mirabilis, Emma’s feet were completely uncovered, her toes gripping against the couch as she found purchase to help her lean deeper and lick more of Mirabilis’ love box, and the arches of her feet stretching intermittently.

   There was plenty of room on the couch for a third person, right behind Emma where her ass was dangling over the alfar’s face. He still had the rest of the night to himself, and it was hard to take his eyes off of the wet, inviting, twat the Emma was waving about. His own arousal was painfully straining against the inside of his trousers, and he wondered what kind of noise or response Emma would make if he simply got behind her, freed his member from its confines, and fed its entire length into her dripping, tight, inviting hole.

   He tried to picture the kind of whorish smile she’d give him over her shoulder.

   Mirabilis’ flexible legs lay idle, and Ailen knew that even if he was positioned behind Emma and pounding away, he’d easily be able to bend her legs back until he could rub his face in her soles. Pleasing Emma and indulging in Mirabilis at the same time...

   He’d worked hard today, maybe he could consider this a little reward to himself...

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Ailen forcefully held Kagero’s face into a silk pillow as he rammed the struggling woman from behind, slamming his hips while her legs shook and her toes frantically tugged at the sheets as she came over and over.

   Kagero's eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Hiee! Gabbrr! Hnnghr!”

   Ailen slapped one of her fat ass cheeks and felt her squeeze his thick shaft buried right up to her womb. “How did you go so long without getting a body like this bred, bitch? This desperate cunt was made to squeeze out cock milk. I bet you’ve dreamed of this, dreamed of getting seeded and filled with cum.”

   Kagero felt his dick force her open again and pound a spot that made her eyes flutter and she mashed her ass against his hips, scraping the head of his cock against the depths of her pussy.

   She wanted it, she needed it. She didn’t even know what a risky creampie would feel like and all her bare pussy wanted was-

   “Take it, bitch.”

   Ailen placed his hand atop her ass and pushed down so he could bottom out in her gushing snatch and press into her waiting cervix. His balls churned and huge loads of sticky seed shot forth from his cock and splashed into Kagero’s womb.

   The ninja whore buckled and tripped into a primal orgasm, screaming into the pillow as she felt hot, virile semen fill her up and deposit itself deep inside. Her legs kicked and scraped the bed as Ailen held her down and humped her backside again and again, pumping every ounce of sperm into her unprotected baby chamber. Kagero’s mind blanked with pleasure and let the feeling of being bred imprint itself in her consciousness, and she felt a natural sense of satisfaction as she let herself be mated on some stranger’s bed.

   This was in stark contrast to the eavesdropping Cath, who'd snuck into the ex-summoner’s bed to steal his cum on the request of Eitri, but forgot to bring a container.

   Cath waited until they fallen asleep before sneaking closer. And is was only after she pulled down the covers and saw Ailen's pillar standing proud, that she realised that she could be the container...

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Anna rearranged her skirt and crossed her legs before looking over the desk at Ailen. “Great work, I believe Flavia will be a strong asset to the Order,” she said. “Onto the next issue, I heard Cath tried to steal from your CYL orb stash?”

   Ailen was as gruff and stern as ever. “She did.”

   Anna have him a quizzical look. “And yet you outfitted her with some of our best gear?”

   “I saw potential, she would have duped anyone who wasn’t expecting it,” Ailen spoke matter-of-factly. “She would be useful in espionage missions.”

   Anna stroked her chin. “Hmm, recognising talent is well and good, but it’s her disobedience I’m concerned about,” she explained. “Tell, did you punish her for what she did?”

   Ailen heard the question, and then his eyes wandered to the side for a moment.

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Cath’s teeth were clenched in a shit-eating grin as Ailen thrust up into her and pinned her against the wall by her throat.

   Ailen rammed his cock into her tight depth. “You just don’t learn your lesson, do you?” he snarled and punctuated his words with a buck of his hips. “There are some people you don’t steal from.”

   Cath struggled in his grasp but couldn’t stop grinning, even running her bare thigh against his side. “Guys just love…getting…robed…by sexy…women.”

   Ailen roughly grabbed her clothed chest and groped her tit until she squealed. “You wanted me to catch you, didn’t you?” he growled. “Wanted me to punish this whorish. teenage pussy.”

   Cath bucked her hips up against his and giggled and gasped as he split her open, plundered her cunt and rubbed against her clit. “Fuck…Take…your hand off…and I’ll show you…what a thief…can really do.”

She suddenly squealed as Ailen rapidly thrust into her gushing cunny and mashed his pubes against hers, making her spread legs shake and tremble. He then let his hand slip away from her throat and cupped her ass through her skirt.

   “Show me.”

   Cath swiftly wrapped her arms around him and swamped his mouth with hers, kissing him and locking her legs behind his back. She practically climbed him like a cat and furiously rolled and slammed her hips into him, fucking herself on his raging dick and coating every inch in her slick quim.

   She tied his tongue up with hers and stole every breath of air from his lungs. Eventually, Cath pulled back with a satisfied grin and a string of spittle between them. “How’s that for stealing a kiss?” she teased him while keeping his dangerous eyes fixed on her. “Now come on and make me cum~ Fucking cum in my underaged snatch, unload in me.”

   The large windows shook as Ailen slammed Cath into the walls and ravaged her tight cunt. He held her ass with one hand while smashing his hips forward. Just as Cath gasped for air again, he slapped her soaked clit with his other hand and furiously rubbed it and her messy pussy lips until she was screaming and bucking in his grip.

   His lips locked with hers and he rearranged her insides with thrust after thrust and then she climaxed all over his large shaft. His balls screamed for release, and with three more hard, dominating slams, Ailen forced open her cunt right down to her womb and ejaculated into her.

   He held her pinned against the wall as his semen shot into her womb and inseminated every inch of her tight hole. His sperm was screaming to fill her, to find her teenage eggs, to knock her up, and Ailen kept her orgasming and thrashing body held tight as he bred her thoroughly.

   They didn’t stop making out as Cath wrung him dry of every sticky glob of seed, and she mewled in his arms. Ailen wasn’t about to let his little thief go any time soon.

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Anna rearranged her skirt and crossed her legs before looking over the desk at Ailen. “Great work, I believe Favia will be a strong asset to the Order,” she said. “Onto the next issue, I heard Cath tried to steal from your CYL orb stash?”

   Ailen was as gruff and stern as ever. “She did.”

   Anna have him a quizzical look. “And yet you outfitted her with some of our best gear?”

   “I saw potential, she would have duped anyone who wasn’t expecting it,” Ailen spoke matter-of-factly. “She would be useful in espionage missions.”

   Anna stroked her chin. “Hmm, recognising talent is well and good, but it’s her disobedience I’m concerned about,” she explained. “Tell, did you punish her for what she did?”

   Ailen heard the question, and then his eyes wandered to the side for a moment.

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Smack!

   “Ahhh! I’m cumming! I’m cumming I can't stop cummmmiiiing ahhh!!! No more...!!!.”

   Cath’s screams shook the window panes as her tight pussy gushed and spasming around Ailen’s thick cock in a frenzied death-grip. Ailen ignored her pleas and slammed his meat monster right in deep and fucked her up to her womb.

   He grabbed her hair and growled in her ear. “Shut up and take it, thief.”

   Cath clenched her teeth as her mind reeled in forced euphoria, spittle flying and her limbs thrashing in their bindings. Ailen had her arms and one leg strung up and tied to the roof, while he had her skirt flipped up, her panties around her ankle, and fucking her hard and deep until his full balls slapped against her bare ass.

   Cath’s head rolled back as she created over her orgasm and was able to gasp for air. “Hah…hah…No more…I don’t want any mo-ahh!!”

   Ailen thrust up into her gushing snatch and held her wrapped up in his arms. He pillaged her young and juicy cunt without mercy and made sure to stretch her tight virgin walls out in the shape of his rock hard shaft. “You steal from me…” he told her. “…you get punished the way I like to punish.”

   The thief girl’s thoughts were fucked into a mess as she couldn’t handle what was being done to her, yet she craved and loved the feeling of his grinding against her ass, humping up into her…knocking against her womb…prying her open to-

   Cath’s hips bucked and twisted and she gargled as her eyes fluttered and she came again.

Ailen stroked her hair as he relished the way she squeezed him, and he felt himself lightly begin to throb. “That’s it…that’s my little thief girl,” he whispered. Do what you’re told, and I’ll make you feel heavenly…”

   Cath trembled in bliss within his arms. She then let out a low moan as she felt him swell up within her…

   Ailen rutted her slow, deep, and hard once, twice, and then groaned. He pressed his tip against her cervix and shot several pudgy and thick ropes of semen into her, filling up her baby chamber with spurt after spurt of baby seed as his balls tightened up. Her legs shook and he held her tight, releasing everything he had into her young body and marking her pussy as his.

   Sticky droplets of cum leaked out from the edges of her stuffed pussy and down her leg until it settled onto her white panties around her ankle.

   Cath wore a stupid, fuck-drunk grin as she lightly mashed her hips into her lover. She steal anything to get more…

———

Ailen cleared his throat. “I don’t think she’ll be disobeying us anytime soon,” he said, yet was still looking elsewhere.

   Anna still had her doubts, but didn’t push it. “Well if you’re sure, she’s been hanging around you a lot lately, possibly trying to steal from you again.”

   Ailen gave a half-hearted nod.

   More like steal into my bedroom, she’s incessant about wanting more…

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Ailen not only saw, but picked up the bikini top as it floated over to him. Water splashed and kicked everywhere as Fjorm wildly flailed and dashed over to him with one hand covering her bouncing titties, then as one mound slipped free, she quickly crossed both her arms to protect her modesty.

   Fjorm’s normally pale face was beet red. “D-Did you see?”

   Ailen casually handed the princess back her slim and skimpy top and her hand snapped out to grab it, inadvertently giving the man yet another glimpse at one of her pretty pink nipples. Ailen then slowly turned around.

   “They looked nice,” he said simply, with gentlemanly courtesy. He might have said more in different company, but it didn’t take much to realise just how embarrassed she was. He folded his arms and stood sternly facing away from her as she fitted her top back on.

   “Y-You can turn around now...”

   Ailen let his arms fall free and turned to see Fjorm clenching her hands together, her bikini top now properly back in place once more. She had no idea where to per her eyes and was instead peering into the rocky reflection of the shallow waters.

   Until Ailen splashed her face with a handful of seawater.

   “H-Hey!” she cowed and frantically covered her face.

   “Pfft, that’s better,” Ailen chuckled and Fjorm stumbled in the waters with new life. “Stand around like you were and you’ll start making even me feel embarrassed.”

   Fjorm scampered away from his half-hearted assault with a bit of a smile on her face. “I find that a little hard to believe,” she giggled.

   Ailen then blocked a return splash with his hand and smiled. “Alright alright, enough of that,” he waved. “I’m off to try the icecream we brought, have fun!”

   Fjorm started forward before awkwardly catching herself. “U-Um…can I…come with you?”

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“Hah...! Hah! Yes Ailen! Ah! Hnng! Don’t stop! Don’t stop...!!”

   Fjorm and Ailen panted in hot passion as Ailen’s rigid, throbbing cock thrust and ground out every inch of Fjorm’s perfect pussy in a ravenous piston. He gasped and groaned as he held her down and fucked her like an animal.

   “Fuck…” he panted. “Your pussy’s incredible-! Hah...!”

   His balls slapped against her bouncy, fat asscheeks while a crab ran off with her bikini bottoms, leaving the prim and proper second princess of Nifl to moan and cry out like a shameless, degenerate, wanton whore as she creamed herself again and again over the Summoner’s thick cock, her eyes rolling and her face lolling from side to side.

   Plap plap plap! Plap! PLAP! PLAP!

   “Oh, fuck here it comes…!” Ailen growled and slammed away with abandon.

   “Yes! Yes!” she screamed and grabbed at him. “Inside meee!!”

   He thrust faster and harder and then as her perfect plump thighs wrapped around his waist, Ailen slammed down into her hot, spasming hole balls-deep and absolutely inseminated her.

   “Ahhhhh!!!”

   Fjorm writhed and squeezed like a bitch in heat as she felt hot spunk pump into her and fill up her slutty whore snatch, and she ground her hips to march his as Ailen’s pulsating, rock hard shaft was pressed up and prying open her deepest parts, shooting and depositing ungodly amounts of semen from his balls directly into her.

   “Hoh fuck…!” he growled as he desperately humped and teases her perfect breeding body into squeezing and milking him even more. “Your pussy’s amazing…! Ugh!”

   Fjorm whinnied and mewled like a submissive bitch while her heels kicked and scraped against the air. Her whole body was flushed with ecstasy and warmth. After half an hour of straight fucking, being treated like a goddess and then railed into oblivion, her body could only submit and welcoming the gallons of hot spunk being pumped into her right then. She whined in bliss as he suckled on her naked tits, her eyes rolling back in her head and her core twitching all over.

   Ailen licked around her nipple as his cock kept spurting an extra few wads of sperm into her eager cunny. He pulled his mouth away and nuzzled her neck. “Hnng…get pregnant…”

   “Ahh…hah…ahhhh...! Yesss…! Yes, Summoner! Breed meee…!” she begged and succumbed to pure heavenly ecstasy as she melted into his strong body pressing down on her.

   Ailen rubbed his nose against her cheek and they slovenly kissed each other. “Then…I command you to ovulate,” he said, and her love-addled eyes lit up in warm bliss.

   Fjorm wrapped her arms fiercely around his neck and snogged him as she did, indeed, start ovulating.

   Fuck a baby into her, and then she’d roll over and wiggle her ass at him, and do it all over again…

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The lewd sound of slapping, wet flesh filled every corner of the room, the air hot and the windows fogging up from salacious panting. “A-Ah! Fuck! Ah! Hah! Ahh...!” Nina cried out her eyes flickered and rolled back into her head as Ailen fucked her from behind. Her tight, lithe, breedable body was bent over and pressed up against the window, with her barely covered tits squashed and rubbing against the glass like fat pancakes. “Oh goooods, ffffuck me...!”

   Ailen’s hips slammed into her over and over again with a beast-like passion, relentless and mercilessly gouging out her sweet, tight innocent pussy with his long, throbbing, shaft until he was repeatedly ramming up into her womb. She gasped and trembled, toes curling as Nina felt Ailen smashing into her cervix while her whole pussy gushed like a broken faucet around his huge girth. Ailen groaned as he grabbed her pigtails in one hand as pressed her into the glass until the window panes started shaking alongside the wet smacks and plaps.

   “Slut.” He growled and slapped her pert yet bouncy ass, before fiercely grabbing her tiny waist and fucking his cock into her squirming, gripping hole.

   “Ahh!! Yess! Call me a slut! Hah...! Ahhh! Fuck-!” Nina howled and trembled as she was savagely raw-dogged into oblivion, a giddy, fuck-drunk grin on her lips as her hard nipples rubbed against the glass. “Ruin me! Rape me! Ah! Breed your little princess pet until-! Yahh!!”

   Ailen roughly seized her hips with both hands and started ploughing faster and faster like an animal until Nina’s screams of pleasure got caught into her throat and she started cumming her brains out all over his breeding stick. Her pussy squeezed like a wet vice and begged his throbbing shaft to finally squirt inside her, and with clenched teeth, Ailen let out a growl and slammed his hips into her bubble butt and shoved his cock right up into her baby chamber before his seed suddenly burst forth.

    “Rarrgh...!”

    “Ahhh!!! I feel iiiiit!!” Ohh ahhhh!! I’m cummminngg-!!!!”

    Utterly unprompted, without warning and completely raw, Ailen ground his hips into Nina’s tight hole and shot massive thick wads of virile cum straight into her deepest depths as her tiny feet kicked and trembled. Her gushing tunnel frantically, desperately milked his breeding pole as her hips bucked and undulated against him, her body bent over and entirely submissive as Ailen groaned and fired off inside her. His balls surged and pumped more and more cum out of his shaft and straight past her cervix, splashing into her unprotected womb and immediately impregnating her, fertilising one of her ovulating eggs. The only way to finish a casual fuck.

   He held himself plugged in her for god knows how long, but eventually he pulled out and let Nina drop to the floor and her knees in both exhaustion, and a carnal, primal need to wrap her lips around the fat cock that just bred her. Ailen leaned back against the desk with a sigh while Nina eagerly licked up her own quim off his cock, every morsel of leftover semen, and then sucked and mashed her face into his balls until he then fired another huge load over her pretty features, soaking and coating her lips, cheeks and face in pearly white seed.

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Anna flipped her page over. “And if you all turn to the next segment, we will discuss the recent epidemic of pregnancies amongst our female heroes in the Order.”

   The sound of crinkling paper filled the conference room as the rest of the royals, commanders, and officials turned the page of their handouts.

   “Seriously,” said Alfonse. “I wasn’t aware it was an issue until so many women asked for maternity leave all at once.”

   “Do…Do we know who’s pregnant?” asked Sharena, a well-hidden baby bump under her modest chain mail.

   The conversation continued with inputs from every conference member, except for Emma, who was trying her very best to discreetly shoo away Ailen’s hand as he tugged at her belt buckle under the table.

   “…Ailen!” she hissed as quietly as she could. “…I’m not in the mood! Knock it off!”

   Yet she still felt her belt to her shorts come undone. She went to flash him glare but his rough hand suddenly slipped right into her shorts and under her panties, making her eyes bulge out in surprise.

   Ailen silently stared at her while others were none the wiser. His fingers skilfully stroked and played with her lower lips, and as Emma squirmed, she saw that hidden desire in his eyes as he looked at her. His fingers teased her lips and clit slowly, purposefully, and in deliberate, measured strokes to make her hips tremble.

   A tiny flush of red graced her cheeks as she glared at him. ”I will end you,” her eyes seemed to say.

   Ailen slipped a finger into her and her breathing hitched. ”Give it up,” his eyes said as he leered at her womanly form. ”I’m going to fuck you.”

   Emma tried to keep her body in check as he stroked all her favourite places and her pussy grew wet beneath the table. “The h-hell I’ll let you,” she whispered threateningly, but she rubbed her thighs together and instinctively humped his hand in that same moment.

   Ailen caressed her sopping cunt in all the right places and worked his hand firmly and rough until she was squeezing him nicely, and then her rubbed her clit how he liked.

———

Emma’s mouth hung open in an obscene way, her tongue teasing her own lips as she lolled her head back and panted lightly. Ailen’s fingers scraped her insides perfectly again and again. Her love canal was sopping with juices, but he constantly teases her just off of orgasm and she needed it.

   Emma was about to fucking kill Ailen if he didn’t quit it and fuck her over table right this god-damned min-

   “Oh Emma,” Anna asked. “Are you alright?”

   Ailen’s hand slowly slipped out of her pussy and Emma shuddered. “Um…uh…,” Emma struggled for the words. “I uh…need to go to the bathroom real quick! I’ll be back shortly!”

   With that, the summoner girl zipped out of the conference room with her belt buckle undone.

   Everyone exchanged some concerned looks, before Ailen stood up. “Hmm, I might go double check that she comes back alright.”

   “Okay, we’ll see you both shortly.”

———

Emma pulled apart Ailen’s shirt as she furiously snogged him in the women’s bathroom. Hot air and spittle passed between them as she panted and devoured every inch of his mouth like a starved dog. She was his bitch, she was starved and she needed what her master could give.

   She needed him to fuck her.

   “You fucking asshole,” she gasped and roughly slapped his erect cock. Emma stared up at him and bit her lip. “You just want to fuck me every fucking hour, don’t you? Can’t get enough my pussy? Is this sweet little ass too much for you?”

   Ailen firmly squeezed one of her tits currently popping out the top of her bra, before sliding his hand up and grasping her by the throat. He pulled her cheeky face up to his like he wanted to devour the bratty grin on her face. “…I fuck my naughty sluts when I want to, as much as I want to,” he told her and broke out into a matching smirk. “And someone’s gotta plug that leaky snatch of yours.”

   Emma wiggled and grinned in his grasp while she undid the zipper to her shorts. As soon as the zipper hit the bottom, she felt herself forced around pushed over the sink so her ass was facing her hungry assailant.

   Ailen practically ripped her shorts and panties down to her knees and immediately smacked her bare ass. Emma gave a yelp and naughtily chuckled into the sink mirror as Ailen groped her tight rear.

   “If you wanna fuck this pussy,” she said with a wiggle of her butt. “You gotta use this.”

   Emma raised a condom between her fingers, and Ailen immediately snatched it while he rested his hung cock atop her butt. She could feel his throbbing heat and full balls squishing against her rear and she couldn’t help but lick her lips.

   The torn condom wrapper suddenly flew past and smacked against the mirror. Emma then gave a whorish smile as she felt him pull back and press his cock up against her soaked folds. She arched her back gave a guttural moan as Ailen slowly sheathed inch after inch into her. He gave a low growl and pushed open her snatch until his balls tapped her pussy lips and his cock pressed into her cervix.

   Emma mewled as her groped her ass while balls-deep in her. She squeezing and caressed the massive man-meat in her snug cunny, and she marvelled how good it felt even with the-

   Ailen then chucked the condom against the mirror, unused.

   Emma’s eyes widened. “Wait you idiot I’m- Gahhh!!!”

   Ailen pulled back and slammed into his little plaything, causing her to yelp and scream. He then grabbed her by the hair and yanked it back until his mouth was next to her ear.

   “Oh, shut up, Emma. I’m going to fuck you raw, and I’m going to cum inside you."

   Then he placed hand around her waist, and bent her over with the other.

———

Emma pulled back her chair and sat down at the conference table.

   “Feeling better?” Sharena asked.

   Emma felt some of his semen seep out of her pussy and stain the inside of her panties and shorts.

   “Much better,” Emma smiled, a flushed yet somewhat satisfied look on her face.

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Ailen closed his office door behind him and stretched with a groan. He let out a content sigh and tossed his paperwork on his desk as he walked around it.

   It had been a rough day, but there was something about seeing Linde several months pregnant in the hallway that always perked up his mood. As far as she knew, she was the one who raped him during the beach trip and got herself unwittingly pregnant as a result. Although, if she ever wanted to go for another round, he certainly wouldn’t turn her down.

   As Ailen sat down in his chair, he immediately noticed two things. Firstly, the chair was significantly lower that he remembered leaving it, and secondly, there was a woman’s panty clad ass peeking out from under the desk.

   Ailen recognised the skirt that was currently hiked over the sneaky woman’s hips. He saw Felicia then run her hands up her legs and ass and hooked into her panties with her dainty fingers. She tantalisingly pulled down her white knickers and revealed a puffy, wet, shaved pussy all for him and him alone to see.

   A faint damp plop sounded as her underwear hit the floor, and it was with practiced movements that Ailen fished out his already hardening dick. It was then that he saw a scrap of paper with the words ‘Please use a condom’ next to a small box on his desk. Yet he knew from his personal information collectors that Felicia was already pregnant from her ‘secret’ trysts with Seth, so he decided to tilt the tip of his raw cock against her sopping pussy and forgo any form of protection.

   Why Felicia was cheating on Seth he didn’t know, perhaps it was why she was keeping her face hidden, but ultimately Ailen didn’t care. She wouldn’t be the first girlfriend, or even married wife, that Tiki and him had fucked.

   His shaft was now coated in a healthy sheen of cunt juice, and a little wiggle of the maid’s fat butt was all Ailen needed to place both hands around her hips and sink in. He pulled her ass all the way down his rock-hard meat stick until her cuntlips reached his base and he was pressing firmly into her cervix. He didn’t moan, he didn’t make a sound, he simply savoured the way yet another tight, heavenly snatch was lovingly squeezing his breeding stick while he was balls deep.

   Felicia’s greedy and wet pussylips then scraped up his cock and then she shoved her ass down and bucked, rolling her hips back and forth along the man meat buried in her slutty tunnel. Ailen picked up his pen and turned to his paperwork while he let his whore maid bounce her ass on his dick.

———

Ailen rolled his head back against his chair as another vice-like spasm came from Felicia’s snatch as she pushed him right up to her womb again and orgasmed her brains out. Ailen finally let go of the load he’d been building the last fifteen minutes and bucked up into her. He pulled her down and squashed her asscheeks into his hips as his balls churned and seized up and his cock blew the thickest batch of semen this day into her unprotected, indefensible womb while she trembled and rocked the desk above her.

   Ailen continued to hump and dump salvo after salvo into her slutty snatch while she desperately tried to wring the life out of his dick. If she wasn’t pregnant already then there’d be no way her ovaries would be safe from the sheer amount of virile seed Ailen was packing into her.

   Suddenly, the door open was a panicked, clumsy yelp and pink-haired Felicia stumbled into the room, a small baby bump stretching her usual uniform.

   “I-I brought you refreshments, Summoner,” she said.

   Ailen glanced down and he seized and squeezed the tight rear he was currently seeding, suddenly realising who exactly was cumming like a whore all over his dick while he bred her. That’s right, blue-haired and proper Flora was currently dangling her tongue out under the desk with a fuck-drunk, whorish expression on her face, as the Summoner did away with condoms on her risky day and instead blew inside her without a care in the world.

   Her hips wouldn’t stop shaking and then Ailen threw back the chair and slid under the desk with her. He slammed his hips and pushed her to the ground so he could pin her down and give her one, last, baby-making load in her fertile, ovulating womb.

   Flora’s toes curled and she screamed as she felt a huge and thick spurt of sperm shoot into her, sealing the deal beyond a doubt and making her just another whore maid like her sister. Her face wore a crooked grin as it trembled under her mate’s grasp.

   Ailen kept his cock plugged in her hole and knew his Fruits-enhanced semen merely had to work its magic and impregnate her. In the meantime, he gave a rather confused Felicia a smile. “That you for the drinks, and don’t worry, I just had a little fall.”

   He then squeezed the ass of his new regular piece of fuckmeat beneath him.

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Ailen tilted his head back against the edge of the onsen bath, his eyes drooping closed as the hot steam air wafted through his nose and permeated his whole body with the breath of relaxation. He got comfortable resting on his soft, folded towel while his naked form soaked up the heated water and his ears savoured the empty calm.

   Until a pair of two feet, light feet, bare feet, step along the damp tiles and drew ever closer. Ailen listened as a foot placed themselves by each of his two ears, and that’s when he deigned to open his eyes.

   He was staring up at two toned, youthful, feminine thighs that were wrapped up in a fuzzy towel, yet with his angle looking up between them, he got an unobstructed view of the puffy pussylips and little pubic curls that made up Emma’s tight cunny. Emma then shifted her precious lower hole out of his line of sight so she could stare down at him with her hands on her hips.

   “Look at you, lazing away. You didn’t even wait for me,” she huffed, yet with a sly grin so slight that most might miss it. “I ought to just have a seat right here,” she said and point her finger in a circle around Ailen’s face, shifting her shapely hips a little with the threat.

   “Please don’t, he spoke with a dry tone, his face calm and plain. “My neck would never survive like this once you started getting into it.”

   Emma shrugged and stood up. “Honestly, your loss.” She then raised a well-balanced, slender foot and pushed her bare toes against his face. “Still can’t believe you didn’t come feel me up in the changing rooms.”

   Ailen let her prod his face with her foot in the same way a parent might permit a child’s harmless slaps. “You say that, but you have no idea how good this feels right now,” he said as he flexed his limbs in the water.

   “The water, or my foot in your face?” she asked.

   “This foot’s one hell of a bonus,” he smirked at long last, and instead of following that up with something more, Ailen opened his mouth and wrapped it around three of Emma’s little toes. She let out a tiny yelp as she felt him thread his tongue between her toes and suckle on each and every joint and inch of skin, yet she expertly kept her balance on one foot.

   “Gods...you just love to suck on every inch of me...” she grinned.

   They way Ailen’s eyes glanced up at her as she fed him more of her foot, playfully spoke the words ‘You do too, and she knew she couldn’t deny it. He licked over her toenails and savoured the soft skin of her upper sole with his mouth, soaking the tip of her foot in his saliva, the onsen filled only with the faint, lurid sounds of Emma’s foot being worshipped.

   Emma’s eyes had long since wandered to Ailen’s long shaft standing vividly erect under the water, and her face was heating up as she felt his coarse tongue against her saliva-slicked toes. She knew her quim was already moist and beginning to drip, and it wasn’t long before her towel slipped off of her hips and crashed soundlessly in a heap around her ankle.

   Ailen lightly ran his teeth around Emma’s middle toe as she pulled her foot from his mouth, the strings of saliva now dripping from her slender foot. Ailen watched with a hungry yet patient gaze as Emma’s naked bubble-butt shifted from side-to-side and her shapely legs stepped into the hot waters of the sauna. “Mmm...it’s hot...” she spoke, and then flashed him a knowing look with her green eyes and lightly bit her lip.

   She slipped her nude body into the water and skilfully snaked a leg over his waist, and soon he watched with heated blood as she slid her skin against him, falling gracefully into the sauna inch by inch until she was straddling him just oh-so-comfortably. Her teeth nipped at his nose as her breasts and pointed nipples scrapped against his chest, her toned stomach situated over his while her perky rear pressed up against his long, engorged cock hard enough that she began to lightly grind her hips back against it.

   “Ahh...” she moaned. “Now this...this is relaxing...” she cooed and craned her neck into the steamy air.

   Ailen took in a long, satisfied breath of air and his naked lover wrapped herself in his lap, the heated water and her flushed skin pressed up against his making his body boil better than he could have asked. He slowly brought his hands around to run them up her smooth, curvy sides and cup the side of her breasts and the bountiful swell of her ass. “Hmm...” he groaned. “It’s refreshing...”

Emma’s hand drifted down between them in a well-practiced routine, just never before in this kind of place. Ailen lifted her ass with one strong arm as Emma’s dainty fingers wrapped around his throbbing member. Their lidded eyes peered into one another’s as their hot panting brushed each other’s lips, all the while Emma was rubbing and mashing the head of Ailen’s cock up against her squishy, aroused entrance of her lower hole.

   “Ahhhh...” Emma mewled as the angle lined up perfectly and suddenly Ailen’s thick, swollen cockhead pushed into the opening of her cunt and slowly stretched her open. His arms slipped around her hips and gradually pulled her down every hot inch of his huge pole, making her moan into the sauna air as he pressed in deeper and deeper until he fit her nice and snuggly upon his throbbing member, all the way to the base. Her tight, sodden walls squeezed almost painfully tight around his shaft, and Emma cooed just a little in his ear as his tip ground into her cervix and entrance to her womb. His raging, rigid rod was plugged deep and snug, and Emma draped her arms around him as she blissfully nuzzled the crook of his neck.

   They stayed in those waters for quite some time, exchanging idle, lazy kisses and little licks while both would occasionally roll or lightly buck their hips to keep the raging fire in their loins ablaze and eager, their bodies rutting against each other in the hot water. Eventually enough time passed that both were beginning to grow light headed, and short of breath from all the kisses. Gradually brought to the edge inside her heavenly, hot pussy over-and-over, and throbbing just on the end for who knew how long while pressed up against her womb, Ailen sunk his fingers into Emma’s rear, groaned into her mouth, and pulled her down as he thrust up...and came inside her.

   Hot ropes of semen shot into her open, waiting womb as her cervix fluttered around the tip of his cock, and Emma’s whole body felt a rush of burning, fiery ecstasy as she felt him come loose inside her. She kissed him fiercely as her own orgasm raced up her spine and her hips suddenly spasmed in his lap, her pussy strangling and squeezing his huge shaft and instinctively begging and milking out his seed. Ailen massaged her ass as his loins churned and he fired wad after wad of his virile, impregnating load into his girlfriend’s tight snatch. He was going to fill up her baby chamber to the brim.

   After what felt like an eternity of riding Ailen’s throbbing hose, Emma broke away from the kiss and felt his cock inside her finish pulsing. She panted for breath.

   “Dinner?” she asked.

   Ailen flicked her nipple as he brought his arms out to rest. “Yeah, lets.”

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Emma smacked her lips. “This is delicious!”

   Ailen walked over and leaned over the back of the couch with a curious look on his face. “Hm, what is it?”

   “It’s this new drink they’re making down at the festival markets,” Emma said as she took another sip of her bottle. “I didn’t catch the name but they said they weren’t selling, so they gave me two crateful’s!”

   “And you said yes just like that?”

   “More like I couldn’t bring myself to say no.”

   “Understandable,” Ailen nodded with a solemn and empathetic face. “Well, what does it takes like?”

   Emma pursed her hot, kissable lips in thought. “Ahh...kind of like soft drink? But without that super sugary feeling on your teeth, but also with less bubbles?” she took another sip to savour it. “And it’s not fruity per se, more...like Irn-Bru? I don’t know, you should try some.”

   Ailen stared at the girl on the couch, wearing her usual loose t-shirt and no bra, but with only a pair of comfy white panties. He manoeuvred himself around the couch and held out his hand. “Alright, let me have a sip.”

   But Emma pulled the bottle back towards her. “Nah-ah,” she smirked. “I’ve got a much better idea~”

   “I don’t like the sound of that...” Ailen spoke with a wary tone, despite at the same time feeling his member growing to attention at the sight of Emma’s cheeky grin and perky nipples poking through her shirt.

   “It’s easy,” she grinned. “Just kneel on the floor for me.”

   As Ailen carefully got himself onto the floor in front of the couch, Emma shifted herself until she was sitting on the edge of the couch’s armrest. That’s when, while keeping her devilish eyes locked with his, she slowly extended her bare leg down and pressed her toes against his lips and chin. He watched her with a wary and perplexed look, until she tipped the bottle up...and began pouring it down her leg.

   “Drink up~” she smirked.

   The fizzy, cool drink trickled and ran down her thigh...then down her calves...and flooded over her foot. Ailen barely parted his lips in time before she stuck her toes in his mouth and let the trickling drink flow straight onto his tongue. Ailen held her gaze as he gripped her by the ankle, and set about darting his tongue between her toes and sucking and lapping up every drop of the drink, pulling free only to he could run his tongue along the arch and edges of her foot to get more.

He was methodical and aggressively thorough, and even once Emma had tipped the last of the drink down her thigh to let it slide down into her lover’s mouth, she couldn’t help but press the round glass bottle against the gusset of her panties and stroke it against herself. She huffed a little as she began to shift her hips and grind against the bottle, never taking her eyes away from Ailen as he devoured her and the drink at the same time.

   “Ivy and I were...going to try this trick with Alear, but when we...nng...mentioned having a drink...he said he was too busy...ah...,” she panted and mewled. She was now trying to rub the bottle against her clothed cunt like a makeshift dildo, her spare hand cupping and fondling a tit through her shirt as she eyed the erection that Ailen was freeing from his pants. “...then I was going to let him fuck me all day...ah...! All day long~”

   And that’s when Ailen’s grip on her ankle let him tug and pull her down from the couch, bouncing over the cushions until she joined him on the floor with a shriek. Emma flailed and tumbled a bit, her legs flying up in the air, and Ailen swiftly slipped between them and grabbed at her knickers. Emma could only cry out in delighted surprise before she felt her legs grabbed, her body folded back in two, and Ailen’s long, hard shaft slip past her panties shove itself into her wanting, loving, unprotected hole.

   He rutted and shagged her into the floor, plapping his hips away as he caught and entangled her panting mouth with his, feeding on her mewls and guttural moans as he raided her womanly nethers, pinning down and breeding her like animals might. There was nothing to stop him from fucking hard and deep and knock against her innermost depths, and as Emma’s eyes rolled back in quaking bliss, he even felt her snug snatch gripping and pulling him, begging him to lose himself and just unload inside her.

   There was a serious of grunts and heavy thrusting, and then he did just that, shooting thick loads of hot cum right into her, filling her up while she spasmed in his arms. Her heavenly pussy gripped and milked his shaft, refusing to let go, and the way he held himself balls-deep inside her meant he wasn’t going anywhere.

   The bottle rolled over the floor until it bumped against the crate of its kin, while its owner could be seen lovingly rubbing her crossed legs and naked feet against the bare-backed beast lazily humping between them.

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Emma's tits jiggled free as her bra was ripped in two by Ticket-Booth!Sommie.

   "Bitch!" Emma shouted as slapped Ticket-Booth!Sommie across her own bare tits and made the girl yelp, only to then charge and tackle Emma into the muddy ground. The two girls bit and clawed at each other, their panties stained in mud and starting to slip down. Ticket-Booth!Sommie's oversized mask held it's shape despite Emma's repeated punches, but the rest of the girl was a mess of limbs and spread legs as she tried to pin Emma down.

   "Someone should put you in your place!" screamed Ticket-Booth!Sommie as she tried to manoeuvre her pussy over Emma's lips to suffocate her. Yet Emma wouldn't take it lying down, and swung up her legs and wrapped them around her enemies' head from behind and pull her into a lock. Emma may have been on her back and her knickers hanging off one leg, but she was finally able to hold down the Ticket-Booth!Sommie girl and rip off her panties.

   "Quick! Ailen! Unzip that meat shaft and violate this rude slut!" she called out and struggled to hold her quarry in place.

   "Ack! You total bitch!" Ticket-Booth!Sommie shouted while her big boobs bounced around unrestrained. Her pussy was dripping, inviting, and on full display. "You're such a whore! He should fuck you instead!"

   "Rapemeat!"

   "Onahole!"

   "Broodmare!"

   "Cum-slut!"

   Ailen raised his wristwatch to check the time. He was pretty sure the closer time wouldn’t be all that long, having wandered around the theme park for almost the whole day now. But then again, what another ten minutes spent breeding some girls...

   Ailen let out a sigh and unzipped his trousers. He settled himself with his knees in the mud and held his throbbing shaft full and proud in his hand.

   Emma tried her best to spread Ticket-Booth!Sommie's thighs apart as much as she could. "I'll hold the bitch down, and you give the stiff broad a proper dicki- hrielk! Glrk! Glrb! Blrb!"

   Ailen had smacked his cock against Emma's face, and then slipped the head of his thick cock past her lips and slid his fuckstick right down her tight, moist, squeezing throat. "I need to lube up, first," he said, and then fell into a steady rhythm of raping Emma's mouth while she thrashed and clawed at him. "Fuuck. I know we did it this morning, but there's nothing like shutting you up with a good dicking."

   "Hrieehh! Glrk! Glrk! Hnng!"

   All Emma could smell was Ailen's cock scent and more importantly, the smell of his balls as they rocked atop her face, so full and packed with virile swimmers. She struggled to breathe and when she did it was a mouthful of air full of potent musk. If she wasn't wet before, now she was soaked.

   "Get off me!" shouted Ticket-Booth!Sommie, but then she gave a yelp as Ailen grabbed one of her fat tits.

   "You've got a great body," he said as his hips plundered Emma's gullet like a dog possessed. "You'd carry a baby really well."

   "Don't you fucking dare!" she threated him. "I'll rip your throat out if you even think about putting that dick in me!"

   Ailen grunted as he felt his cock twitch within Emma's throat. As if he hadn't heard a word from Ticket-Booth!Sommie, he slid out his long shaft now coated in Emma's saliva and lipstick until he popped free, and then slid straight into the Ticket-Booth!Sommie girl's waiting snatch.

   "Wai- aaargh!!"

   Despite the bit mascot head, Ailen could see her whole body tense and shudder as he fed her tight cunt more and more of his impregnating meat stick. Her hips buckled and her soaked nethers happily welcomed his invading member until her hit rock-bottom and pressed up against her cervix. The girl shivered in some small bliss, and was about to gather her wits again when Ailen pulled back and slammed home. Her head flew back and she let out a guttural howl as Ailen began to fuck her nice, deep, and proper.

   Her cunt squeezed and tried to milk him like a proper whore's snatch, and her perfect body trembled and shook in so many delightful ways that it wasn't long before Ailen was twitching again.

   "Go on, knock the bitch up," Emma whispered in his ear. "I know you ate some of the Fruit sundae at the entrance, so even just one simple spurt would make her ovulate and conceive. And I want you to unload in her. Teach this bitch what it means to mess with us."

   "Ahh! Ahhh! Fuuck!!" screamed the girl.

   And then Ailen slammed balls deep into her without a word and let his balls tighten up. Her cunny squeezed him with all her might as he pushed open her cervix, and then spurted thick, virile ropes of sperm straight into her baby chamber. Ticket-Booth!Sommie let out a euphoric howl as she felt him pin her down and unload in her. Ailen growled and held her hips tight as he painted her womb with wad after wad of swimmers. She twisted in orgasm as she tried to pull him in just that little bit deeper and she almost broke free of Emma, until both Emma and Ailen pressed down and locked her in place to spasm out and be blissfully violated. Ticket-Booth!Sommie had a fuck-drunk, eye-rolling expression on her face they couldn't see, and she knew deep down inside that she'd never be the same. Her body jerked and thrashed as she climaxed in the mud, Ailen's sperm working their deed and turning her into a mother.

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Emma rolled her tongue around and savoured Ailen’s shaft. She felt him throb in need just once, and she licked the tip and pulled her mouth off of the delicious cock, but not before suckling his glands with her lips one last time.

   Emma wore half a naughty grin as she flashed him a saucy look. “I could spend the whole night on my knees choking on your fat, tasty sausage,” she teased as she stood up and showed off her bra-covered chest still dripping from his previous, viscous loads. “But…I think I’d like to ‘ride in’ the New Year.”

   “Never took you for a horse girl,” Ailen said.”

   She pumped his hard cock in her hands. “Mmm…maybe I’m just a slut for stallion cock~”

   He sat still in the chair as Emma lent forward and swung her legs over his so she could straddle him, and he caught a nice glimpse of her perky ass which had its nice shape outlined by her dark blue panties. Emma placed her hands on his shoulders and lightly ground the gusset of her soaked knickers against the rock hard and fierce meat of her lover. He growled and let his shaft press into her just a little.

   “Don’t cum just yet…I know you’re close,” she smiled, and hooked a finger under her panties to pull it aside and reveal her dripping, perfect pussy. “And I don’t want you cunning anywhere else…but in here.”

   He opened his mouth to speak but her hands instantly cupped his face and she kissed him. Emma jammed her tongue between his lips and devoured him with love. His dick was throbbing hard and twitching more and more as she ground her warm snatch against the underside of his shaft and his balls. Eventually she lifted herself up, and he felt his tip push on against her heavenly cunt.

   “Come on, lean back and enjoy it~” she gasped for breath and grinned. “Let playful little Emma sit on your dick for the fireworks.”

   Ailen let slip a deep growl as Emma descended onto his shaft. His tip spread open her pussy lips and then he was instantly wrapped in a perfectly tight hole of warmth and wet pussy. Inch after inch did Emma gobble him up while she would groan and moan in his ear, and her face twisted into one of carnal bliss, her eyes rolling back and her mouth smiling like a slut.

   Emma let out a guttural growl of satisfaction as she finally hilted Ailen to the base, and felt him stretch her out in every blissful way. His cock stretched her in just the right ways and a little bit more than she was ready for, and having his shaft knock against her cervix made her eyes flutter.

   Then she felt that whole monster throb.

“That’s it…” she moaned. She leaned back to show off her bra-cupped and semen-soaked tits, and then reached with both her hands to start weighing and lifting his swollen balls. All the while her pussy mercilessly squeezed his member and she even started slowly rolling her young hips. “Mmm~ don’t hold back, spew all your fat nuts into me…”

   His breathing had been growing quicker for a while, but now he was panting as her whole cock was getting closer and closer to simply exploding inside of her perfect, hot, squeezing and tight cunt.

   Emma rolled her hips harder and faster, and began to ride him like her favourite stallion. “Holding back’s not good for you~ There’s only one place your sperm wants to go, and that’s between the legs of a young, fertile girl~” Emma was having so much cheeky fun as she bounced and ground harder on Ailen’s dick, and revelled in his face twisting in bliss. He was close, he was so close to nutting inside her. She leaned in close and whispered in his ear: “Shoot your fireworks in my little cunt, and I’ll give you a surprise in nine months~”

   Ailen let out an unabashed groan as he grabbed her by the hips and shoved himself balls deep in her snatch and then some, and let everything loose. His balls seized up and launched a huge batch of freshly-made and virile sperm right out and into Emma’s waiting depths. She wasn’t going anywhere as he pressed right up to her cervix and pumped wad after was out of his tip and into her.

   “Arghhh! Yes! Fucking fill me up! Knock me up! Hnnng yesss!”

   Emma jiggled in his grasp and ground her hips as hard as she could to coax out as much as she could. Her hot snatch was milking the man’s shaft like a fucking pro and her pussy lips weren’t going to let go until he emptied out every, single, drop.

   But as soon as his grip on her hips loosed, Emma undulated her hips and quickly started bouncing again. “I’m going to give you a whole year’s worth of summoner pussy tonight!”

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Ailen was heaving for breath on the bed, while Emma stared down at her snatch. She grabbed the little plastic ring and pulled out the absolutely cum-packed condom from her cunny. Her pussylips instinctively tried to squeeze it as she did, but Emma safely pulled it free and tied it off onto her panties just like the other seven used rubbers.

   “My god, and all the other women let you bust inside them raw? No wonder they’re all preggers,” she noted. Emma the got up and off the bed and shook her panty-clad ass. “Well not me, I’ve got a lot more sex in me before I let someone ruined this body with a baby, if I let anyone at all.”

   "Forget fighting mad gods..." Ailen groaned inexasperation. "Forget taxes and fighting for my life... The hardest thing in Askr is not raping you into the mattress every fucking waking moment..."

   She turned back to look at the man on the bed with a lurid grin. She undid one of the condom ties and then slowly emptied to contents into her mouth. “Hehe, don't tease me so much~”

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Ailen stopped, and shifted. “...Emma, it might break.”

   “I-I know that, but better to at least try!”

   Emma looked over her shoulder to see him indeed slipping the smaller-than-usual condom on with some effort, and she felt herself breathe a sigh of relief when it fit on, even if the rubber was straining against his girth.

   Not to mention how bummed he looked at not being able to do it raw.

   “Sorry, big guy, but not for a while,” she said as she rolled onto her hands and knees and raised her bare ass up. “Save the world first, then pump out some babi- eeahh!”

   Emma’s teeth snatched shut as Ailen wrapped his hands around her waist shoved in several inches of thick, enormous bull cock into her weeping pussy. Her eyes saw stars as she was stretched around such massive girth while her legs quaked.

   Ailen was only part way in and Emma was screaming in euphoria and squeezing him like never before. Her cunny was on a mission to strangle his breeding tool in a wet and fleshy prison, though Ailen wasn’t finished yet. Emma’s mind reeled and teetered on the edge of consciousness as more and more of the monstrous meat shaft slid into her hole, and then the bulging cockhead pushed open her insides like a bulldozer. Her cunt was leaking juices left and right and along it as her world was consumed with just how this cock was prying her open.

   Ailen felt like her body was trying everything it had to force him out of her tight and young breeding hole, yet he locked his fingers around his waist and growled.

   “My bitch.”

   And slammed his hips home. His massive balls smacked against her clit and his cock mercilessly rammed into her cervix. Emma’s consciousness dropped off as she felt her womb suddenly assaulted, her body held down and thoroughly speared on the end of a massive, throbbing shaft. Forget the condom, she was the one about to break!

   “Oh god! Oh god! Too big, too big! But…so good! So good…!!”

   Emma fought against unconsciousness, desperate to feel that divine sensation of his cock thrusting into her.

   Emma screamed through gritted teeth as Ailen wound back a hand and smacked her ass, letting it bounce before slamming his fuckstick right back into her cunt and pounding her cervix. Her young pussy was forced open and fucked while Ailen seized and squeezed her rear however he liked. Emma felt her little flower split open and ploughed into oblivion by his huge cock and her mind reeled between pleasure, pain, ecstasy, and been utterly used by the monstrous bull trying to mate her, breed her.

   Ailen had fucked Emma like a bitch before, but he’d never owned and demolished her slutty body like this. She gargled and mewled as he plundered and smashed her cavern over and over with his humongous battering ram. Her whole body was screaming with her feet scraping the bedsheets and her shoulders trembling, yet Ailen didn’t give a fuck; he latched onto her rear and pounded her poor pussy just like he knew she craved it.

   “Mine...” he growled and thrust into her. “You are...my slut. My hole. My breeding bitch!”

   Ailen grabbed her hair and shoved the slobbering slut cheek-first into the mattress. He mounted her and started ramming into his mewling little whore’s hot snatch faster and faster. Emma’s body broke into consecutive orgasms as she seemingly broke under the vicious assault against her tight pussy and womb by Ailen’s rock-hard bitch-breaker.

   “Cock cock coooock feels fucking gooooOODD…!” Emma drooled into the sheets. “Fuck meee...Ruin meeee...So fucking big!!”

   Overstuffed balls suddenly lurched and seized up, and Emma felt Ailen’s whole shaft swell up and somehow get even bigger inside her as he jack-hammered her cunt. The condom stretched, her pussy walls were forced apart, and then Ailen gripped her hair with a mighty roar and shoved every inch of his engorged shaft into her hole.

   A flood of hot, sticky, built-up cum fired out of Ailen’s shaft and straight into the condom, filling up the tip of the rubber like a water balloon. Ailen growled and humped Emma’s ass to press as deep as he could so that Emma felt the swelling condom press up against her needy cervix. Emma’s mouth hung open in shock and wanton need while her mind struggled to grip reality as she came her brains out on Ailen’s throbbing monster cock. Ailen kept humping and thrusting and shooting extra ropes of semen into the rubber, squishing it up against her womb. She could feel the rubber expanding, the seed pooling together, and the condom...

   ...reaching its limit.

   Emma struggled to lift a trembling hand to frantically drag herself away, but Ailen wrapped his arms around and thrust again, and Emma’s eyes rolled back and she climaxed on his long and girthy cunt-stretching bull cock. He unloaded even more sperm into the thin rubber-wrapped pool of white currently pressing into her cervix. She had to get away, she had to stop his from cumming any more into her…!

   It wasn’t a safe day, she didn’t have any plan B, it was one of her ovulation days, and her empty womb was begging for a male’s sperm…

   She just had to stop squeezing down on his cock and pull away. Emma felt him hump against her again in the throes of his never-ending orgasm, and she knew that this was her last chance to-

   And then his massive shaft hit her G-spot.

   Emma let out a guttural and submissive growl as her head reared back. Her legs tightened up and her love canal wrung Ailen like a bitch in heat. Her body was wracked with orgasmic tremors as she felt the very last spurt of Ailen’s ejaculation fire through his huge breeding stick. Ailen humped into her rear and a final salvo of semen filled the condom, and it stretched at the very tip, and broke.

   A massive load of the thickest, stickiest, most virile batch of seed Ailen’s balls could muster, pushed itself and tipped into Emma’s now unprotected, fertile womb. A torrent of white seed crashed into her baby chamber, the rubber contraceptive giving way after gathering and pooling Ailen’s semen right at the most dangerous place for Emma. The female summoner fell into her deepest, mind-reeling orgasm yet with every natural neuron for breeding firing and telling her that this was it, this was the moment she got bred.

   Ailen knew it, he could feel his seed spilling into and impregnating the bitch beneath him. Except she’s not his bitch. He bent forward nuzzled her neck as she climaxed on his cock. She was his loving cumslut, girlfriend, mate, and he hummed and made sure she was carrying as many of his children as he could fit in her. He kept his cock plugged up to her cervix and didn’t let a single sperm escape.

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And then Emma woke up.

   Only this time, she instantly snatched Plumeria by the throat. “Listen her you little pixie bitch,” Emma swore. “If I catch you infecting my dreams again and showing me another alternate Emma’s life, I will break you.”

   Plumeria coughed in the choke hold. “Y-Yes mommy.”

   Emma’s eyes narrowed. “First the Almyran soldier gangbang, then the pegasus fuck,” Emma’s grip tightened. “And now Ailen with a bull cock. I’ve half a mind to end you here and now.”

   Plumeria’s pussy grew wet. “Yes mistress...yesss.”

   Emma then tossed her aside and put her head in her hands. “Ugh! You’d only love it you kinky bitch!”

   Plumeria smiled as she lazily rolled on her bed. Yes, she didn’t plan to stop anytime soon.

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Ailen fastened the bolt around the carriage wheel and kneeled over to put the spanner back in the toolbox.

   Lucina’s feet moved over to next to him. “U-Uh, Ailen, do you mind covering my shift next?” she asked. “I-I kind of need some private time for a few minutes... I just really need to...scratch a woman’s itch...”

   Ailen slid the toolbox shut and turn to look at here with an unimpressed expression. However, the first thing he saw was the gap of her bare, exposed thighs, and outfit design choice of the Great Knight armour in Ylisse. More importantly, the way it was digging into her crotch and giving him a peek at her peeking labia. He stared up at her flushed face and into her nervous eyes.

   “...I can cover for you,” he replied. “But what you really wanted was my help, right?”

   Lucina looked away bashfully, albeit squirming her thighs together.

   Ailen sighed and dusted himself off as he stood up. “I know a quiet grove just over yonder...” he said, his erection straining against his trousers. “But only if you want a helping hand.”

   A few seconds passed between them…before Lucina nodded.

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“Ahh!! It’s so deeeep! Ah! Ah! Ah! I’m cumming!!!”

   Ailen’s cock pounded between her legs as he pinned Lucina’s back against the tree. “Hrg! Little princess wants to get knocked up by stranger’s cock...! Hah...”

   Lucina’s cunt juice was gushing everywhere as her tight hole was stretched out and plundered so deep, hard and fast. “Kiss meeee...!!! Mrmmm-!”

   Ailen snogged the princess as her arms clawed at him, her hips bucked, and started spasming and squealing in orgasm. “Mrmmm- Ah! Get pregnant...” he huffed and clapped his hips faster between her spasming legs until his balls tensed up, his dick grew rigid, and he smashed her hips up into the tree. “HrrAHHH!!!” Jets and fountainous spurts of incredibly virile, potent cum burst from the tip of his cock and fired straight into Lucina’s open womb. Her clenching pussy squeezed and wrung his meat shaft in soaked walls of pink flesh while she left out a truly whorish, lustful moan, her plump thighs scraping at his waist as she came all over his dick.

   Ailen ground his hips as deep into hers and made sure to slid his dick past her flimsy blue armour panties, deep into her royal snatch, until her cunt lips sucked on the base of his shaft. Pressed right up against her cervix, Lucina could only mewl and moan as his swimmers pumped into her ovulating baby chamber and suddenly fertilised her.

   They rutted lightly together until eventually Ailen pulled out of her greedy hole and left her panting, his sperm working their deed as she stood with flushed cheeks and his thick cum sliding down her inner thighs.

   She struggled to fit her blue cloth back over her dripping pussy. “Hah...That was a good...a good...?”

   “A good fuck?” Ailen said.

   “Mmm...” Lucina moaned and rubbed her fingers against her now clothed snatch. “Yess...such a good fuck.”

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“...and are able to improve the local village irrigation, we will be able to divert some of our funds towards the road maintenance,” Commander Anna explained.

   “But why road maintenance, isn’t the fencing around the perimeter of the village a far more pressing matter?” Alfonse challenged from across the meeting table. “It would also be a more time-efficient undertaking.”

   Ailen felt the incessant waffling of the meeting room fade away as his mind found itself warring with a far more immediate task. Opposite him, the esteemed Summoner Emma was resting her cheeks in her hands above the table, biting her lip and doing everything she could to fuck him with her eyes. She chewed her hot lip between her teeth, and showed no intention of removing her foot from his throbbing crotch. Ailen narrowed his eyes at the woman and gave her warning, which only made her eyes shudder in bliss.

   He reached under the table and covertly grabbed her foot, and he held her gaze in his as he slowly ground his hips in his chair shoved his hard bulge against her bare sole. And then suddenly Emma yanked her foot away and stood up.

   “Pardon me! I need to use the bathroom,” she declared to the rest of the room. Emma stretched a little, and then nonchalantly motioned across the table. “Ailen does too.”

   The other people in the room were a bit confused, shared a glance amongst each other, and then struggled for words as Ailen then stood up and followed Emma, as if being told you needed the loo was the most normal thing to happen. However, Ailen couldn’t take his eyes off of Emma’s booty shorts as the both exited the room.

Instead of going into their respectively-gendered bathrooms, Emma hurriedly grabbed Ailen’s hand and dashed into the ladies.

   She hopped her bum up onto the bathroom counter and shot him a naughty wink. “I knew you couldn’t wait to- Mrrmm!”

   Ailen forcefully took her lips and mouth in his and shoved his tongue down her orifice, only for her to immediately grab his head and kiss back with twice the lust greed. Their hands moved with practiced swiftness, not bothering with any of the unnecessaries as they got rid of any and everything between them and a quick, hot, hard fuck. His hands grabbed the button of her shorts and practically ripped it open, yanked down the zipper and violently tugged her shorts down her legs. Emma kicked off her shorts as she yanked him by the belt between her spread legs, her deft fingers rapidly undoing the trousers, her hand reaching down and greedily fishing out the raging, long shaft that wanted nothing more than to violate her cheeky body.

    Their kissing couldn’t have been fiercer as Ailen yanked her red panties to the side with a hooked finger, slid his cock up against her lower lips and mons to coat himself in her absolutely dripping quim, and then thrust into her gushing, tight snatch and made them let out their equally desperate moans. Their lips broke apart as they relished the feeling of hard cock prying open twitching, needy pussy, their hands grabbing at each other, Emma’s thighs pulling at his sides, Ailen squeeze her ass in his hands...and then they were off to the races.

   “Oh fuck fuck fuck ahh...!!” Emma squealed as she rutted into her like a beast and pried open her walls in all the ways that made her eyes roll back in her head. “Ahh...! We forgot the condom again...!”

   “Fuck the condom,” he growled and then caught her lips in his own, thrusting into his with a wild passion. “Just keep those- hrng… leg’s spread, squeeze me tight...and let me breed you how I want.”

Emma’s face full of ecstasy was wearing a mad grin, her hips bucking up into his crazy rhythm with rehearsed ease. “Mmmm~” she moaned in his arms, cooing into the crook of his neck while their lower bodies furiously mashed together with wet, lurid, hot slapping sounds. “Fuck me...put a baby in me...hah...hah...that’s what I like to hear- hiee...!” Her body convulsed as he started hitting deeper, harder, thrusting past her sodden, gripping pussy lips and battering up against the entrance to her womb with his cockhead.

   “Raw, unprotected, irresponsible quickie, just how you like it,” Ailen gasped and grunted, seizing whole handfuls of ass between his fingers as he felt his balls and shaft start getting ready to pump and dump inside her. The cheeky minx had been teasing him for well of an hour, edging him constantly, while now she was cumming like mad around his cock, squeezing down around his length like a total slut. “Gonna cum... Ugh...! Get your womb ready for me...!”

   Emma’s feet dug into his back as her mind lost itself in the heat of raw thrusting and slapping of hips and-

   “Arghh…!!!”

Emma’s head lolled back and her mouth feel open as the man in her arms suddenly tightened and shuddered, and flipped the primal switch in her head that made her pull him as deep as he could go. Her mind came undone as she felt the molten hot seed loose itself and flood inside her, thick shaft stretching her out so full, now pressed up into her baby chamber and pumping.

   They pulled, grabbed, and thrust into each other as they clenched their teeth through mind-rocking orgasms, and Ailen made sure to hold her down and cum as much inside of his naughty girlfriend as possible.

   Then after the last spurt, they both pulled themselves apart, fixed Emma’s knickers back in place so they could trap the cum inside, and then scurried back to the meeting room while they put their clothes back on. Not thirty seconds after cumming in each other’s arms, were they sitting back down opposite each other in the meeting room with flushed faces and still twitching genitals.

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Ailen groggily brushed his teeth in the morning mirror, his dreary eyes flirting between sleep and the resolve to fully wake up. He groaned a 'good morning' to Emma as she entered the bathroom in her haphazard pajamas and short black hair twice as messy as usual. She wore the same dreary morning look that he did, but under the surface her blood was running a degree or two hotter.

   A fact which became evident when instead of reaching for the toothbrush, Emma lazily slid down, wrapped her arms around his waist, and nuzzled her face into the bulge of his pants.

   Ailen grumbled in annoyance and tried to pull away, only to find her tighten her grip, grinning as she felt his morning wood through his pants and eagerly pressing her nose into it. Ailen brushed his teeth faster, before he put a bit more strength into prying her off as he awkwardly tried to rinse his mouth out.

   The moment his focus slipped as he leaned over into the sink, Emma yanked his loose pajama pants down. His schlong sprung up and smacked her in the cheek, making her giggle and quickly press her face up against her chosen breakfast meal.

   "Emma, I don't have time for- ughh..." he morning voice stumbled as he felt her tongue slather itself up his length before suddenly her hungry, cheeky lips wrapped themselves around his tip. "...don't have time for this. I've got to go on patrol and- argh..."

   Emma's mouth fit more and more of his cock into her hot, wet gob, her lips sliding down his shaft as her head began to bob up and down with an eager, passionate fervor. The light of carnal desire burned bright in her lidded eyes, her tongue savouring every drop of precum he spilled into her hungry mouth, and her body shuddering in delight as he grew even harder against her tongue. The summoner moaned on her knees, her saliva leaking down his length as she slipped one hand beneath the band of her pajama shorts. As usual, Emma wore no knickers.

   Ailen braced one hand against the counter as he tilted his head back for a moment, his legs threatening to give out as she feasted on his engorged member. He eventually brought himself to look down and watch her messy short black hair shift back and forth, and couldn't help but snake his fingers through her locks and guide her heavenly work along his shaft.

   It didn't take long before Emma's hips shook and gave in to the building, carnal ecstasy. Getting on her knees like a whore and sucking, choking, and tasting her man's cock until it dominated her senses was pure, wanton satisfaction for her. Her pussylips gushed around her fingers, squeezed, clenched, and her hips bucked as she squirted her juices into her hand with an eye-trembling orgasm.

   The way her face twisted in lewd bliss, her nipples poking through her tight shirt, and the sight of her shameless lips stretched around his cock was all Ailen needed to feel his willpower give way and his dick suddenly jump and jerk in her perfect mouth. His let out a guttural groan as his hand tightened in her hair and his hips jutted froward, the first thick rope of his seed losing itself from the tip of his shaft and right down her throat. He barely held his footing as his balls tightened up and wad after wad of cum filled her mouth, coating her tongue, lips, and even her teeth like toothpaste. And Emma slurped and sucked it all down, darting her tongue around and squashing her nose into his pubic hair as she reveled in the beastly mess happening in her mouth, her cunny spasming around her fingers and her thighs shaking shamelessly.

   The cacophony of sighs and moans bounced off the bathroom tiles, until eventually Ailen humped Emma's face one last time, squirted one more healthy spurt of semen past her lips, and carefully extracted his still twitching member from her lewd mouthpussy. Emma's cheeks may have been too full to smile but her eyes were full of glee. He watched her dexterously lick her lips, before swallowing the rest of his load with a grin.

   Finally finished, Emma went to exhaustedly roll back and tumble onto the tiles, only for Ailen to step forward and catch her. She felt his strong muscles wrap around her as he hauled her up onto the counter, the soothing afterglow still ebbing through her limbs.

   She gave him a smirk. "Hehe...guess you’ll be late- mrmph!"

   Ailen shoved a toothbrush and toothpaste into her mouth as her eyes lit up in shock, and then as Emma was fumbling to grab it properly, Ailen tugged up her shirt and let her jugs plop free.

   "If you're going to make me late..." he said, before he raking his teeth against her cheek and kissing it. "...then I'll make you late as well."

   Emma could barely mumble a protest as Ailen latched his mouth onto one of her tits and gave it a ravenous bite.

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"I told you already, I'm not your mum!" Emma hissed back as she walked. "I ain't your sister, your auntie, or any other kind of distant relative! If anything, I'm your boss!"

   Heidr lagged behind as she followed the silent Ailen and the rather irritable summoner Emma, meekly pinching her fingertips together. "B-But...you and Seidr...made me in that tent."

   "I did no such thing," Emma huffed. "That...strumpet invited me to a good time and...well I was quite disappointed when I got there." Emma's tone drifted off as she folded her arms with a glum look. "Regardless, your parentage involved a different Emma from a different timeline, an Emma that, for some reason, was all on board with making ditsy magic circles with Seidr. That's not me, and that makes me decisively not the kind of Emma that would be your mum."

   Ailen pulled up their small, three person entourage before Emma's apartment door before glancing her way. "Emma, chuck me the keys," he spoke up.

   Idly digging her hand into her pocket, Emma fished out the keys and tossed them to the ex-summoner, who deftly caught them and set about unlocking the door. Emma, meanwhile, turned to face the timid Vanir girl head on.

   "Look, it's been a stressful day, and you've caught me at a rough time," Emma spoke with a strained voice, doing her best to filter out her own irritation from the long workday. "You're a nice person and I'm glad to have you in the Order, I know Seidr is thrilled to have you. But I'm not the person you're looking for. I'm not sure what makes me different from all the other Emmas that got stuck in that time loop, but I'm not them and they're not me, so...I'm sorry."

   Emma's words were filled with clear rejection through and through, but Heidr was already so defeated when she'd approached Emma that the summoner's response practically fell on deaf ears. Heidr had already entered the stages of denial long before, and it would take much more than mere words to disuade her almost manic sense of hope. She wanted Emma, she'd do anything for Emma.

   "C-Can I at least get to know you more?" Heidr pushed, taking a step closer in poorly masked desperation. "Spend more time with you, even just a little?"

   Ailen had swung open the door and Emma was slowly shifting towards it out an instinctual urge to distance herself. "I don't know about that..." she mumbled in the face of Heidr's rather expressive insistence. "Ugh, look, it'd probbaly be best it you just kept your distance, it'd do us both a world of good to clear our heads." Emma then cast a quick look at Ailen. "Besides, I'm busy."

   "D-Doing what?" Heidr jumped at the bit. "PLease tell me! I'd love to know!"

   Emma scrunched up her eyes and tried to fight back the stress. "Argh! We're going to fuck, okay!" she yelped out loud. "I had to deal with...all the annoying bitches today, all of them worst than the last, and whenever I have a stressful day, all I want to do is get a good dicking and shag the stress away. And you're holding me up!"

   Ailen remained impassive as he held the door open, but if there was one thing going through his mind in that moment, it was how Emma had been giving him 'fuck me' eyes more and more ever since lunch time, bundled up in her summoner's robe and practically pleading for him to rip her out of it.

   After unbottling a good burst of emotion, Emma sighed and stepped through the doorway. It had been a long day and she just wanted to get comfortable, put of some loose clothes, and entice Ailen into some raunchy lovemaking-

   "Can I join?"

   Both Emma and Ailen stopped when they were, before slowly looking back at the tense, panicked, nervous Heidr'd just propositioned the two of them. The girl had her hands close to her chest, her face flushed red, and nearly trembling as knew she'd jumped right into it all far too fast. Way too fast.

   But then Emma and Ailen shared a quick, similar look with each other.

   Emma gave the girl a sly, knowing look. "..You really want some parental approvement, don't you?" she said, and then put her hands on her hips as a very fun idea came to her mind. "Well, we might not be your parents, but...we could be your mommy and your daddy~" The summoner took a slow step forward towards the timid girl. "What do you say? Want to be 'our little girl' for the night?"

   Heidr's eyes darted between the coy, eager summoner and the taller man behind her, who was now looking at her with...rather interested eyes. She felt like she was being eyed like prey, two hungry predators lingering at the entrance of their den, and she couldn't help but swallow.

   "Yes...please..." she murmured.

   But Emma moved even closer...and whispered in her ear. "Those aren't the words..." Emma's needy breath tickled Heidr's ear and sent a shiver down the girl's spine. "You know the words...so say it after me..." Emma ran a single, slow finger down the girl's arm before she whispered the secret words. "'Yes, mommy'."

   A shivering, flush of ecstasy bubbled through Heidr's body as Emma's voice filled her mind, and her eyes fluttered as she repeated the words...

   "Yes, mommy..."

A trail of clothing decorated the floor of Emma's apartment, starting at the entrance, leading through the lounge room, and into the bedroom. A shirt, a pair of pants, a bra, a pair of panties...a second pair of panties.

   "...Glrk, glrk, glrk, glrk..."

   Emma's slender, naked back was on full display all the way down to her hips as she sat on the mattress behind her diligent 'little girl', running her hands up Heidr's sides and cupping her full breasts as she cooed in the girl's ear. "Mmm...your tits are even bigger than mine..." she moaned. "You must have gotten that from your daddy~"

   Heidr's lurid mind relished the implications behind those words, her mouth currently wrapped around the thick, long length of that very 'daddy'. She felt Ailen's hand run through her hair and grab on firmly, bringing her innocent gaze up to look at him standing above her, his eyes juding how well she was pleasing him. Her fingers grabbed at his thighs as she sucked his shaft deeper, savouring the taste of his cock on her tongue and desperately trying to bob back and forth and coat him in her saliva.

   "That's it, Heidr..." Emma moaned in her ear. "That's a good girl..."

   Ailen guided the little slut's mouth along his shaft until he was beginning to push down her slick throat. Heidr immediately gagged and choked but his grip only grew tighter, pushing his hips forward until he gradually began to facefuck the begging girl. Cock filled her mouth and his heavy balls smacked against her chin, and yet Heidr's eyes fluttered as she tried to meekly grind her dripping snatch against the sheets with her thighs spread wide.

   The moment she felt Emma's hand slip between her legs and dance over her sopping, tender cunny, sent rush of ecstasy bolting through her, and she practically craned her head back so Ailen could pick up his pace and fuck her faster, proper, and with two hands around her pigtails instead of one.

    "Glrk! Glrk! Glrk! Glrk!"

   "Mmmm yes, take your daddy's cock~" Emma breathed in Heidr's ear as she fingered the poor girl, jilling her hand in the young girl's cunt until she was practically drowning in the overload of pleasure. "You want to be a good little girl? Mmm... Good little girls spread their legs, good little girls hump their mommy's hand~ Ahh~! Just just like that, yesss..." Emma could feel the girl quivering, her mouth and gob a sloppy mess as Ailen fucked his cock down her tight, willing throat. Emma ran her tongue up Heidr's exposed neck and cooed in her ear one last time. "Good little girls let their daddy use them...good little girls choke."

   "Glurckck!"

   Ailen groaned as he pistoned his hips and gripped her handle-bar pigtails, clapping his balls into her chin as he felt his end creeping upon him. Emma was biting her bottom lip as she heard him groan, and he decided he wasn't going to hold himself back, and instead let Heidr' young throat bring him right to the end. The good little girl grabbed at his legs and waist as he upped his tempo, thrust harder, faster, and let her tight throat squeeze him over the edge.

   "Urrrghh fuuuck...!" he groaned, slipped his strong hand around her jaw, and extricated his long shaft from her tight mouth hole.

   Heidr barely had time to process what was happening before a single, thick, virile wad of cum shot down her still open lips and crashed against her tongue, followed by an unending torrent of seed that suddenly blasted and rained down on her face. Ailen's hand held her head tiltled upward as he growled and loosed huge strings of white onto the pretty girl's face, painting her nose, chin, cheeks, and brow in his sticky seed while she could only wave her hands about and squirm in surprise.

   Emma couldnn't help but strong Heidr's hair as the girl was glazed in semen. "Ohh yes, take all of your daddy's present, you good little slut," she moaned with a wanton grin on her face. "That's it, open up your mouth so you can taste it~"

   Eventually, Ailen's balls lurched just one last time to shoot some cum onto Heidr's lips, and he took a small breather as he watched the girl then greedily lick it up with her tongue, before she then moaned in delight.

   Emma pulled the girl onto her back and licked a little off her cheek. "Come on now, share a bit with your mommy," she said and sucked on the girl's checked so messily that Ailen's cum went nearly everywhere between them.

   But Heidr began to protest for the first time, feebly pushing Emma away and scooping the cum back for herself. "No...it's my present..." she whined, before running her fingers over her face one at a time. Emma was going to say something, before realising that the Vanir girl was swiftly lossing herself in her own carnal reverie. Not two seconds later and Heidr was slipping her sperm-coated fingers into her pussy, rubbing and jilling herself as she licked her lips and shoved as much of her daddy's cum into her as possible.

   "I think she got the validation she wanted," Emma mumbled as she watched the girl masturbate in her own world. "Maybe this'll get her off our back- yahh!"

   Emma went tumbling backwards onto the mattress, barely reorientating herself before she realised Ailen had not only pushed her over, but had moved between her sprad legs with his throbbing monster in hand.

   "W-What about the condom?" she asked up at him with a nervous grin.

   "What about it?" he smirked.

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"Hiya, handsome~" the playful voice spoke as it caught Ailen' ear, almost pulling his eyes to look at her as she folded her arms on his car door. Emma's messy black hair was dripping here and there with water as she leaned through his window with a cheeky, almost inviting smile, and Ailen couldn't help but notice just how her tightly-tied white t-shirt was straining against her breasts. Bent over as she was, her tits were almost about to plop free of the confines to the point, where he could almost imagine the bounce.

   And that was to say nothing about how Emma's wet t-shirt made a perfect, sodden outline around her hard nipples.

   "Say, pay an extra $5 and I'll give your car an extra special wash, just for you," she winked at him, and Ailen could swear she licked her lips for a moment. "It's only five bucks, and believe me when I say it'll make your wait in the car seat feel far too short, hehe."

   Well...it was only five bucks, and he would have honestly paid even more just to stare. Her boobs jiggled as she shifted a glance at the carwash line, and Ailen couldn't take his eyes off of the dribble of soap bubbles idly sliding down her round, open cleavage. Emma wasn't as 'big' as other women in the car wash, but she was still a woman, and his imagination practically begged him to picture that dribble of white soap as something else. Ailen reached into his pocket for his wallet, and tried to ignore just how hard and stiff he was getting in front of her. Should he try and hide it? Or was giving men erections something this strumpet delighted in. Regardless, he decided to let her see the straining tent in his trousers.

   "Here, $5," he said with a straight, no-nonsense expression, like he’d just any ol’ layperson’s services.

   The carwash girl snapped up the note with a big grin. "Cheers!" she said as she stuffed it down her top, and Ailen could still make out the five dollar note through her rather see-through wet t-shirt, especially the way it clung and curved around her boob and rested so close to her nipple. "Now, wind the window all the way up…and enjoy the show~ Don't worry, no one will notice if you want to free that stiffy, heh."

   Ailen cranked the window lever as he simultaneously lowered the back of his chair, and only briefly caught a glimpse of Emma's fingers playing with the button of her exceptionally tight short-shorts. In fact, he was pretty sure they were just her regular shorts that happened to be the right size for this carwash event. A splash of soapy water hit the car and rained all over, blurring the view of the outside world while Ailen remained perfectly dry in the driver's seat. He waited for the sponge to follow...

   ...only for a shapely, smooth, fat rear to squash against his side window as Emma pressed her tush right up like her very own sponge. A little squeak could be heard as her perky asscheeks moved in a big, wide circle and rubbed the soap in deeply, shoving her butt in hard enough that Ailen could see the cleft of her pussy and her black thong. He thought it was a swimsuit at first until she wiggled extra vicariously and gave her a perfect, long view of the detailed of her lingerie knickers, right before she got back to rubbing and twerking her ass against his window.

   It was obscene, it was depraved, and Ailen absolutely refused to look away from the way the soap bubbles were sliding down her plump, luscious and toned thighs. He could only imagine the sight from outside, with a girl bent over and shamelessly 'cleaning' his window, enough that keeping his trousers on was going to be nothing but painful.

   So, he undid his zipper and fully embraced the show.

   Eventually the glorious ass pulled away, leaving only a faint outline of her cheeks on the window, before he watched her hips sway as she sashayed over to pick up a bucket, her legs and ass wrapped up in only a black, lingerie thong, and her white t-shirt tied so tightly under her bust that he could see just how snatched her waist was and how fit she kept herself.

   Another splash of bubbly liquid crashed onto his roof, and Ailen slowly turned his eyes around to try and guess which window she was going to do next. That was before he felt the suspension shift, his car rock just a little, and then a loud, wet slam as a white cloth slapped onto his front windshield.

   But when he looked closer through the soapy, blurring water, he realised it wasn't just any white washcloth, it was the kind you wore as a wet t-shirt. No sooner did he realise, than two naked round mounds squash against the windshield and begin dragging themselves extra slowly over the slippery window. Ailen sucked in a mouthful of air as he got a perfect, clear view of the pretty pink nipples squashed in the centre of those breasts. They were modest boobs, but the fact that he shouldn't even be staring at a carwash girl's naked tits pressed against his windshield had his long, stiff rod about to burst.

   They scraped and rubbed themselves wantonly over the window, chasing the soapy suds and cleaning every square inch of glass with hypnotising circles that made the little hard nubs in the centre of each boob flit back and forth, as if the carwash girl was trying to shamelessly rub and get herself off on his windshield. And when her incredibly work did finish after a mesmerising few minutes, Ailen got a squeaky-clean view of Emma's perky smile as she leaned back, as well as a perfect sight of her equally perky boobies.

   She sat back on the hood of his car as the soap bubbles slipped down across her skin, just like he was imagining his own white liquid might, until she then grabbed her sodden t-shirt and tugged it down over her chest.

   However, before she got off and the carwash finished for good, she licked her lips one more time. She glanced around, before pulling her shirt up and letting her tits spill free, and then pressed them extra hard into his windshield, just enough to leave an imprint of two round circles and a little dot in the middle of each of them. Emma then smirked devilishly, and took her time drawing half a dozen little squiggles with bulbous heads all around the circles, each of them pointing towards the circles like they were trying to burrow themselves in. She then wore a downright needy, salacious grin as she drew a simple, innocent love heart at the bottom.

   And with then, she hopped off the car and waved him farewell.

   Ailen had half a mind to ask what her $10 service was.

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"And just a bit further is the changing room," Sharena explained to the new female heroes. "Where you can store your clothes away in lockers before entering the hotsprings."

   "I-Is there only one changing room?" Noire asked.

   "Yup, that's right!" Sharena nodded with an innocent smile. "Apparently in Hoshido it brings allies closer together and strengthens their bonds." The princess then turned the door handle and push into the changing room. "Apparently even Elyos has them-"

   "Oh! Fuck yesss!" Emma moaned out with utter shamelessness, her modest tits bouncing free as Ailen hammered into her perfect ass from behind. "Ughh you're hitting so deep...! Hah...you love it, don't you? Finally sticking your thick cock in me after- Ah-! After I teased you all afternoon~"

   The Summoner was bent over at the waist and clinging onto one of the benches, with all of her naked, sweaty curves on display while her tongue licked her lips with a naughty, decadent smile. Her black hair was messy and jostling all over the place, just like how Ailen's throbbing length was making a sticky, sloppy mess of her tight snatch. She was getting off on being the perfect, lowly little whore, spreading her ass cheeks and presenting her tight pussy for Ailen to stretch around his shaft.

   Her eyes rolled and her lips spilled out a moan as his cock rammed up against her womb in a lovely thrust, and her body was turning to putty in his hands. Ailen was seixing her hips in a fierce grip as he rammed into her again and again, trying to gouge out all of the wet juices from her sopping cunt, only for her to squeeze his length and try and suck him in deeper. He drew in a sharp breath through his teeth, and drew back a hand...and swung it up and fiercely slapped Emma's ass. She let out a high-pitched squeal and tightened all around him as her knees nearly buckled.

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Under the shade of one of the quieter trees in the training yard, Navarre, Ares, and Ailen all either stood or sat in stoic silence, each of the taking the moment to rest and recuperate after a long training session.

   They all had their eyes looking over the rest of the Order of Heroes who were out training, with the nearest group just happening to be the dancers. Phina spun on her toes, gliding from step to step as she twirled with the grace of a leaf on the wind, and beside her was Lene, her feet crisscrossing around one another as she held her arms in the air, her bare armpits and belly exposed while her large breasts jiggled and swayed in the skimpy confines of her dancer's garb.

   In the ever-present stoic silence of the tree, Navarre spoke. "Phina's feet are utterly beautiful."

   Ailen, after taking a moment to process from where he was sitting, titled his head up towards Navarre with a questioning look.

   And yet beside him, the stern-faced Ares nodded. "What I would give to spend a day as Lene's dance mat."

   Ailen glanced between the two enraptured gazes of the men, simply unable to grasp what was taking them over, before eventually just shaking his head.

"Whatcha reading?" Ailen asked as he entered the bedroom, gradually unbuckling his belt and shirt buttons so he could slip into something more comfortable after a long day of training. His clothes were getting awfully tight.

   "Ah just a vanilla harem fantasy, a spicy one of course," Emma replied as she flipped a page, lying on the bed in her loose mini shorts as loungewear, and the very reason Ailen's trousers were as tight as they were. The Summoner of Askr was kicking her energetic feet in the air, freshly showered, and the curves of her arches were second only to the firm, shapely rear that her shorts just weren't able to hide. "The ecchi scenes need to be hotter though, more indulgent," she noted and wiggled her hips just slightly. "I wanna see the MC drown these girls in pleasure, let them know just how good it feels to give in to your repressed sexual desires~"

   Ailen could see Emma's toes cross and scrunch up playfully, as he just knew she was biting her lip with some draved thought too horny to say out loud, and her lady hole undoubtedly slick and utterly moist inside her shorts.

   She was so fuckable.

   "Say," she spoke up, briefly breaking Ailen out of his haze of lust, before glancing over her should at him with unbridled naughtiness in her eyes. "There's a scene in the book where they give the MC a footjob."

   "Is that so..." Ailen replied, and watched her twinkle her toes.

   Emma couldn't hold back her smirk. "I want to try it."

Ailen didn't bother to bite back his groan, instead shamelessly moaning into Emma's shorts as he held them in his hand and up against his face. The scent of her naughty juices soaked into the fabric was driving him nuts, and it was the only thing holding him back as her soles worked him into a heat of desire.

   Still lying on the bed, Emma's messy mop of black hair was peering over her shoulder in delight, loving every second as she worked both her feet up and down Ailen's throbbing cock, teasing him with her soft skin and eager little toes.

   And that wasn't to mention the way she couldn't help but wiggle her ass infront of him, her shorts now off and her perky, grabbable cheeks on full display and just begging to be groped and squeezed. She licked her lips, making them only half as wet as her plump, defenceless coochie between her legs, her folds just dripping with need as she squeezed her toned thighs together. She knew Ailen loved her legs, and just how desperately he would bend her over every desk and table for her ass.

   Snatching up and burying his face in her shorts was a clever play, because it gave him just enough self restraint to let her practice her footjob.

   The toes of one foot wiggled and caressed his balls and the scions he wanted to pump into her, while her other foot smushed his rod against his abs and rubbed her sole along the underside of his member. She loved how hot and hard he felt against her feet, and she knew he was close, she been teasing him every single second up until this point.

   "You know one part I thought was really hot in this novel?" she hummed.

   "What?" Ailen huffed, daring to peak at the backside of his breedable slut of a goddess before him.

   Emma's feet shifted and wrapped around his length, trapping his cock between the arches of her feet as she began to stroke him up and down...

   "I just love the way the author writes the cumshots," Emma smiled at him, mashing her soft footsies against his twitching member. "The so derogatory, like the main character is demeaning the girls with every single rope of seed he looses over their faces," she smirked, working her ankles up and down faster and faster. "Every dollop of seed marking their skin so hot and sticky that the girls just can help but crave it."

   Emma's feet were stroking faster with a desparate need, Ailen's cocking lightly twitching and his balls drawing up. The man's mind was consumed with horny thoughts of Emma, and as their eyes met once more, they were so fierce with need that he didn't even bother replying. It made Emma's pussy gush a little.

   "Go on" she mewled for him and stroked her feet to the breaking point. "Ejaculate all over me~"

   And Ailen tilted his head back and let out a long groan as his body seized up and his cock surged. His hips thrust forward and Emma could feel his shaft throb and pulse so hotly between her feet, his balls lurching and squeezing as huge wads of cum suddenly loosed free from the tip of his pole, firing through the air and landing perfectly on Emma's lucious, naked curves.

   Rope after rope of Emma's favourite snack splattered onto her back and slim waist, then onto her round asscheeks and several long streak up and down her thighs. It was shooting out like jetstreams, painting her skin like she was just a horny slut of a canvas for him to mark, and from the way her whole body began to shake and quiver a little, they both knew she loved it.

   Emma chewed on her lip so fiercely. "...fuuuck that's it, baby~ There's so much..."

   Ailen panted and groaned as the last few dribbles didn't fire, but rather dripped down onto the soles of her feet, running along the wrinkles and around her ankles. Only then did he let the shorts drop from his face...and he beheld her with both eyes.

   Emma, lying prone before him on the bed, was butt naked and soaked from foot to shoulder in his semen, messy streaks of it dribbling down the curves of her sexy, toned body that only he could see. Her thighs were spread just enough that her could see her perfect kitty, dripping wet and almost as needy as the mischievous look in her eyes and the smile that came along with it.

   The sight was just enough to make his cock jerk one more time between her feet, and ejaculate one last dollop of cum to land directly onto the folds of her pussy. Emma rocked her hips from side to side one more time, and he could swear a little bit slipped into her pretty pink folds.

   The female Summoner of Askr then pulled back her slender feet and waved them in the air with a proud look on her face. "So, whadd'ya think? Pretty sexy footjob, right?"

   Ailen slowly moved to settle himself down next to his cheeky lover on the mattress. "Three out of ten," he said, and finally gave her ass a big squeeze, inadvertently smearing his seed even more over her skin.

   "Three?!" Emma baulked at him as they lay side-by-side, almost insulted enough to leap out of bed.

   Except she couldn't, because he wrapped his arm around her waist and hugged her body closer to him without asking.

   "That's right, a three," he said, before nuzzling her cheek. "Because one, I didn't get to touch you. Two, I didn't get to hold you. And three..."

   He moved in and they kissed each other long enough to moan into each other's mouths.

   And by the time their smooch had broken, Emma was already humping his leg.

   "And four," she smiled. "You didn't get to slide that cock in and breed me~"

   Ailen's hand pushed itself between her thighs so his fingers could spread and slip themselves into her soaking, tight snatch. "It only gets a ten if I pump every wad of cum into that womb of yours, he told her, and she couldn't stop herself from quivering around his fingers."

   "Please."

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The hot shower water hissed against the tiles as Emma scrubbed the shampoo out of little Rune's hair. "Now now, there's no need to scrunch your face up like that, just make sure to keep your eyes closed until I say," Emma mused, humming and running her fingers through the underaged boy's messy hair until all the bubbles washed away with the water. "Okay~ Open them."

   And as Rune opened his eyes, he was staring directly at Auntie Emma's perky tits, round and splashed with water droplets that were running down such voluptuous curves. The boy couldn't take his leering gaze away from how pretty and pink her nipples were.

   "B-Boobs..." he half mumbled.

   "Hm?" Emma titled her head as she looked down. "Oh! Hah, look at you, getting a good ogle of Auntie Emma's boobies. Go on, stare a little, they're not going anywhere~" she smiled as she shook her chest and jiggled them a little for the boy's rapturous gaze.

   "Big...but not as big as Auntie Nerthuz..."

   And suddenly Rune was snapped from his reverie as Emma gave him an admonishingly rough tap on the head. "Oi, it's rude to compare people like that," she scolded him, despite standing in the shower with the boy both completely nude. "I don't go comparing the size of your cock with Uncle Ailen or Uncle Alfonse's do I?"

   "N-No..." Rune replied shyly.

   "That's right," Emma nodded. She then pick up the soap and began rubbing it between her hands. "Now, speaking of cocks, I'm very happy to see you're already hard. That'll make cleaning it much much easier."

   "H-Hard?" Rune glanced down at his willy, the large shaft oversized for his age already pointing upwards at Auntie Emma's bush.

   "Stand straight for me now, and pay attention," Emma instructed him as her soapy hands wrapped around his boy cock like she was simply about to show him how to wash dishes. "You'll need to learn to do this for yourself when you're older."

   Rune could only nod and take a gasp as Auntie Emma's fingers slid up and down his shaft, rubbing soap bubbles all over every nook and cranny while constantly pumping his young fuckmeat. He let out moans so cute that Emma couldn't help but stroke faster, and when the boy began to instinctively hump his hips, Emma knew he was close to blowing. He was so sensitive, so worked up as his heart was positively racing as she trailed her fingers up and down his long cock, grabbing it tighter...harder...rougher...!

   "That's it, Rune...let it happen..." she cooed as her warm hands slicked back-and-forth faster and faster, the adorable boy leaning closer to stare at her boobs. "Cum for me, Rune... Go 'splurty splurt', shoot it all out like a good boy~"

   "Hah...! Ah! Haaaahhh!"

   Rune let out a cry as his hips lurched forward, his small body spasmed and his pulsing, rigid boycock jerked in Emma's slender hands, and he felt his climax race through him.

   Giant spurts of boy cum fired out the tip of his cock, shooting straight through the air and right between Auntie Emma's legs. Rope after rope of sticky semen glazed and painted Emma's cute bush, his seed splashing against her nether regions as she gently stroked and coaxed out more and more of his male milk.

   "Thaaat's it..." she mewled in his ear, her fingers danced along his pulsating shaft and even teasing his clenching balls. "Fire all of it out, don't miss a drop. Auntie Emma's very impressed with you."

   Rune was panting and humping Emma's hands, and soon the last of his load hand been milked out of him by his auntie, a satisfied smile on his face. And as Rune's senses came back to him, he watched as Emma nonchalantly washed his cum off of her belly, bush, and thighs, all the white splooge running down her legs and into the shower sink like soap bubbles...

"Alrighty now, Rune, enough videogames, time for bed," Emma spoke up as she waltzed into loungeroom wearing her usual tight tank top and loose booty shorts. Rune had already figured out she was wearing light blue panties today...and no bra. "Alfonse and everyone else'll be upset if you stay up too late."

   And as the woman was tidying up for bed, Rune shuffled over ever-so-quietly to her bedtime glass of water, and emptied into it a small pouch of powder that dissolved into the drink. Young Rune gulped, remembering their recent run in with Loki, and the words she whispered in his ear when no one hand been looking...

   ...'If that little cockslut of a Summoner ends up teasing you too much, my dear sweet Rune, don't hesitate to pour this in her drink when she's not looking. I know you're a good little boy, but sometimes you need to grow big and strong and take what you want, okay? Once she drinks this, your Auntie Emma won't wake up no matter what kind of pranks you pull on her. It'll also make her extra...super-duper fertile~'

   Young Rune wasn't sure what the last part meant, but his pants were so tight right now and his penis had been throbbing so much ever since she got dressed in front of him that he...he...he couldn't take it anymore!

   H-H-He really wanted to rub his shaft against her and feel good, th-that was all. He was gonna do it, just like Auntie Loki told him to!

   And Rune watched nervously as the althetic, toned Emma bent over to pick up her glass of water, didn't see any of the powder disolving...and gulped down mouthful after mouthful.

   "Okay~! Time for bed!" she smile at him with a hand on her hip.

Emma closed her bedroom door behind her...but didn't lock it. A raspy, hot breath slipped from her lips as she squeezed her thighs together as her whole body shuddured. The downright horny slut couldn't stop herself from biting her finger and fighting back the biggest moan.

   FFFFuck...! He was so big...! Yet he was so cute at the same time!!

   She couldn't believe he let her stroke his underaged shota cock, and she was so glad she'd been in shower so that Rune couldn't see just how fucking soaked her cunt had been. Gods she wanted to ride his rock-hard pole so freaking bad, take him deep, and rape his cute little face...!

   "Hnng...!"

   Emma wiggled her hips in bliss, before shimmying out of her lounge shorts as she pull the band over her toned, round asscheeks, and let them slide down her legs until they plopped onto the floor. The woman craned forward in utter lust, bending at the waist as her fingers slipped into the band of her blue panties. They explored past her modest bush, until they stroked against her wet pussylips.

   She clenched her teeth as she rubbed her clit to the thought of Rune's innocent face as she would ride him into the couch, before she couldn't help herself and pushed two fingers into gripping snatch and scraped the insides of her pussy while her legs trembled.

   Common decency screamed at Emma to stop, to not finger her dripping, tight lady hole to her cute little nephew. She needed to look after him, not lust over him!

   But Emma's eyes quivered in bliss as she remembered him pouring that powder into her drink. She licked her lips, having absolutely no idea what he'd mixed in, and she just had to gulp it all down. Innocent little Rune, pulling a prank on her...! Ahh, she loved it!

   Emma pulled her hand out of her knickers and sucked her pussy juice off of her fingers with a naughty smile. She was going to tease the boy all day tomorrow, make him squirm and lust over her. But first, she needed to sleep.

Rune timidly creeped through the quiet of the living room, hugging his arms close to his pajama shirt as he encroached upon Summoner Emma's bedroom door. As frightened as he was, his pajama shorts was absolutely stretching at the seams with how ungodly thick and rigid his huge shota cock was, raging hard at the thought of Auntie Emma's pert buttocks, her naked tits, her mischievious smile, the way she was just always bending and moving so...so...so sexily!

   He gripped the handle of the door.

   W-Wait, what if it was locked-?!

   -and the doorknob turned effortlessly.

   Rune blinked, but didn't question it. Instead, he was far more drawn in by the dim light of Auntie Emma's room opening up before him. Her abode, her personal cave, and where bad mannered kids weren't meant to enter...and also where she was sleeping, drugged, and not going to wake up until morning.

   And yet even so, Rune was as quiet as a ghost as he sneak through the door way and closed it behind him. Dim moonlight filtered into the room through the windows, and the weather was hot enough that Emma was snoozing away without a blanket.

   Rune gulped. Not just with no blanket, but in just shorts and no socks. He found himself staring at the unconscious, blissfully unaware state of his Auntie Emma as she lay spread-legged and sloppily on her mattress with her bare feet defenceless, her boobs resting at odd angles under her tight tank top, her cute nose turned up at the ceiling as she breathed so quietly...

   ...and her lucious thighs open and inviting, leading all the way up to where her loose shorts lay and her panties were no doubt clinging snugly against her vagina.

   Rune could see that she wasn't wearing her underwear evenly, and he could see a slight peek of her plump labia on one side. His eyes travelled a little further and saw a long, girthy dildo by her side, and he'd seen enough women around Uncle Ailen to know how girls liked to use them. Auntie Emma had fallen asleep masturbating...l-like a slut.

   The boy's hung shota cock pulsed with need.

   The young boy gulped down his nervousness, hardly able to take his eyes off the woman as he made sure to slip off his own baggy boots. Barefooted, Rune tip-toed over to Emma's sleeping form with the fear that any miniscule creak of the floorboards would wake her up into a whirlwind of rage, even though he knew the drink's whole purpose was to make sure she didn't wake up no matter what noise he made...o-or how he touched her.

   Emma's soft breathing became both audible and strangely exhilarating as he pulled up to her bed, the boy's heart racing in the silence of the dark room. With his blackened arm, he reached out a daring hand towards her shirt-covered chest, stretched out a finger...and poked one of Emma's nipples.

   He gasped and immediately yanked back his hand, like he'd just dared to poke a bear. Yet Emma snoozed away peacefully, unaware that some underaged boy with a hard-on had pushed one of her lewd buttons.

   It had felt kind of soft, rather squidgy, and then with growing courage, Rune poked the two little bumps in her shirt again. He pressed them into her clothed mounds, and studied with rapt fascination as they went from squidgy to hard, both nipples now poking quite prominently through Emma's shirt.

   Spurred on with a newfound mix of wonder and courage, Rune hesitantly spread his hands and dropped them onto Emma's boobs. O-Oh my...! he thought as he squeezed them, felt just how firm his breasts were and just how round... He was hardly thinking ahead anymore, and instead acted on impulse and grabbed Emma's shirt, tugging and yanking it up until he stretched it over her chest and let her boobies plop free and rest any which way they liked, with her nips almost begging to be sucked.

   And that's exactly what Rune did. Shuffling half up onto the bed, the boy let his lust lead him as he groped her naked tits nice and firmly. They were everything he'd imagined and more. They were nowhere near as big as some of his other aunts, possible even a little small, b-but he didn't care, they were in his hands! The boy then opened his mouth and didn't hesitate to wrap it around one of her nipples.

   Rune's messy ahoge of hair bopped up and down as he suckled on Emma's tits like they were the mostly delicious, juicy, round and soft lollipops in the world, the boy moaning while he just couldn't get enough. He squeezed her nipples between his teeth and pushed his tongue all over the pert little nub. He wanted more, more, and he was mauling her boobs with his small hands while he tried desperately to pushed his own shorts off and free his aching, uncomfortable hard-on.

   An instinctual part of him knew Emma's boobies were too small to fuck, but his loins were throbbing in need and he was next to one hole that'd be perfect for the job. Emma's blissful face was having a wonderful dream, completely failing to register to moment young Rune's massive shota cock plopped onto her sleeping face.

   Rune's throbbing meat-stick slid and ground against Emma's features, and the boy pulled his mouth off of her breasts to let out a moan of satisfaction, his young hips beginning to hump to the woman's face on sheer instinct.

   But it wasn't enough! He was pulsing and almost painfully hard, he rocked his hips but needed the real prize. He shouldn't do this, Rune knew he was going to be in so so so much trouble, yet none of that could stop him as he leaned over Emma's unconscious body and pressed his cock up against her soft lips...until they began to part.

   "Uoooghhhh...!" young Rune groaned as his cockhead pushed past Emma's lips, into her hot mouth, and the rest of his length forcefully shoved itself into her sleeping gob. Her saliva was slick and wet, and yet he had to eagerly wiggle and thrust his hips to be able to stretch out and push his length down her unbelievably tight throat.

   "Cougklrk... Gahk..." Emma choked, struggled to gasp for air, and inadvertently hummed around Rune's underaged monster of a cock so much that it made the boy's eyes roll back in pure satisfaction.

   "Glrk... Glrck... Glrck... Glrk...! Glrk...! Glrk...!"

   Rune's humping grew faster, needier, rougher as he began to lose himself in how perfectly tight Auntie Emma's throat was. He let out a slew of timid noises and started panting as he let his animalistic side take over and thrust into her mouth pussy with a primal urge to make her choke on it.

   "Glrck! Glrck! Glrck!! Glrck!! Glrck!!"

   "Hah...! Hah...! Auntie Emma...! Auntie...! You sound so pretty like this...!" Rune chanted as he face-fucked her and felt his balls begin to tingle, his eyes closing as the boy lost himself in the carnal ecstasy. "Fuck...! Auntie Emma...is such a whore...cock slut...so pretty...! Do you like it?" He could imagine her praising him, telling him how big a strong he was, how proud she was of him while those same lips of her were wrapped around the based of his penis. "Ahh! Ah, Auntie, it's coming...!!"

   Emma's whole body was trembling and shifting in its sleep as she choked on hung shota fuck-meat, Rune's cock shoving into her throat with such abandon faster and faster that she was reduced to just a titty-jiggling mouth pussy for the boy to fuck, rape, and nut in, and he was already feeling his seed about to blow. His shaft twitched and grew rigid, she unconsciously squeezed her wet throat extra tight around him as it jerked once, twice, and Rune couldn't hold it back anymore.

   "Ahhh!! Auntie-!!!" Rune wailed and slammed his huge cock right to the base into Emma's milking mouth-pussy and ejaculated. His whole shaft spasmed and pulsed, his thick cum running up his length before being pumped and fired right into Emma's waiting throat. She chocked and gagged on him so much that her back even arched a little, pushing her tits high enough in the air like a real cumslut, so much so that Rune couldn't help himself but grab her boobies with his small hands and use them as handles as he humped more and more of his spunk into her sleeping hole.

   And the moment she started gulping almost made Rune pass out in sensitive blissful. Her throat instinctively suckling and squeezing his shaft as she swallowed every salvo of cum he let loose, until eventually all Rune could do was press himself deep and hold himself there as his auntie sucked the soul out of his monster of a rigid willy. All the while, the young boy's laden balls rested atop Emma's face, pulsing and squeezing as he fed her cum in her sleep.

   As the last of his orgasm subsided, Rune was finally able to slowly extricate every inch of his member from his auntie's gripping throat, with her lips making sure to suck the last drop of semen from the tip of his cock like a natural cumslut, before he was at long last able to pop free of her mouth. Not a single drop of cum could be seen on her face, and while she was no longer choking, sleeping Emma made one last noise...

   "Gulp."

   Rune's loins twitched at the sight, watching Emma's sleeping body shift a little atop the bed as she dreamed. Auntie Emma didn't have the same bombshell body as some of his other aunties, but Rune felt like her whole body was throbbing with some kind of lustful, needy, wanton spell, and even while she was asleep it almost felt like she'd been the one consuming him.

   He...He didn't like that. He wasn't really sure why but...he wanted to be the one using her.

   His shaft slowly began to rise again, and young Rune started scrambling around to the other side of the bed. He could plow her throat again, make her drink his cum again and again, or even just grope her, but there was something else he could do to make her really his...

   And as Rune crawled between Emma's spread legs, he settled his eyes on the damp crotch of her pajama shorts.

   His young, hung boycock twitched at thought of what lewd treasure lay behind those shorts. He didn't really know why she wore them so much, but Auntie Emma was always walking around in some kind of shorts, and Rune felt like he'd get in trouble whenever he looked her thighs, the little gap between them, and something just made him want to touch them...

   But it was whenever Auntie Emma bent over, or got on his knees that young Rune felt himself staring, thinking, wondering just why he wanted to get closer.

   Now he knew. Now all that Rune could think about was putting his throbbing thing between her legs and make her his. F-Fuck her, just like he'd read in his books. He wasn't immature anymore, he knew what animals did, what he was about to do. Animals mated, and if he could take off her shorts...the Rune was going to breed Auntie Emma. Not Uncle Alfonse, not Uncle Ailen, not anyone else. He was going to breed her.

   Rune quietly gulped as he put his hands on either side of her loose pajama shorts...and began to tug them down. It was difficult at first, given her shapely hips and her snoozing away, but once he tugged them off her hips, the boy shifted Emma's nice legs and slowly pulled away one more layer of her clothing. He sucked in a small breath as he laid eyes on Emma's cute pair of pink panties, now damp with so much lewd arousal and need. Rune had peeked under Auntie Emma's skirts many times, but this was the first time he'd seen her wearing such a pretty pink. It made his shaft grow harder when he thought that maybe he was the only man to see her in pink panties.

   So instead of taking them off, Rune decided to keep her wearing them, and rather hooked a single finger under the gusset of her panties...and pulled them to the side. His eyes widened at the sight of prim, plump pussy lips, resting untouched and dripping with moist arousal. Auntie Emma's bare cunt was now right in front of him, her pretty petals exposed and just waiting for a cock to press them open. He wanted to do so much to them, to lick them, suck them, finger them until her juices went everywhere, but his throbbing cock was ruling his brain and demanding one one thing.

   Rune panted with an almost obsessive lust as he crawled forward on his small hands and knees, past Emma's hips, over her slim waist, and until his face was only barely above her boobs...and the tip of his shaft nudged against her lower pussy lips. H-He wasn't entirely sure what to do, but the boy managed to pushed up Emma's nice legs and shuffle himself forward, keeping her lewd, dripping vagina exposed as he slid his cock up against the slickness of her warm twat.

   The boy held his breath as he grabbed his rock-hard length to hold it steady, angled it so that his tip pushed her wet petals apart...and slowly slid himself into Emma's, warm welcoming cunt. As inch after inch of his long member shoved deeper and deeper into her moist heaven, Rune's whole mind wound back in utter pleasure and conquering bliss, slowly pushing in Auntie Emma's pussy and spreading her snug walls apart and around his schlong as he sunk to the base.

   She was so perfectly tight, the kind where her slick hole begged him to push in deeper, yet squeezed and wrung his cock along his whole length as he plundered into her depths. And as the tip of his rod finally pressed up against the entrance to her womb, Rune's already laden balls were also sitting on top of her round ass cheeks. He was in blissful, carnal euphoria.

   The boy looked down at her sleeping face, snoozing away completely unaware that a boy was balls-deep inside of her with no condom, no protection, and absolutely no reason to think about pulling out. Her boobs rose are fell with her breathing, and Rune could only think of one word.

   "Mine..."

   The bed springs creaked as he began to hump her, pushing into her hot tunnel before pulling himself back...and shoving himself into her tight quim all the way to the base. Emma didn't make a sound at first, but it only spurred Rune to hump and fuck her breeding hole harder, rougher, ploughing her with the intent to breed her.

   Emma's taut thighs jiggled and her cunt gushing around the invading breeding tool, her pink panties absolutely drenched in her juices as she instinctively, desperately milked young Rune's length from base to tip with her cunt. Her body relished the feeling of his pounding her in her sleep, begging for him to rut her into submission, to cum for him and have her deepest, most precious parts filled up with his virile seed. It was only natural.

   "Mine...! Mine..." Rune gasped as he fucked her, his eyes quivering from the ecstasy and his hips demanding he fuck her faster, which he did at such a animalistic pace.

   Plap...! Plap...! Plap...! Plap...! Plap...!

   "Auntie...always bending over...teasing pussy...begging..." Rune gasped as his hips a brutal humping rhythm. "Always wanting to be bred...fucked...given a baby...! My pussy...! My cumdump...! My auntie!"

   Rune grabbed her legs as he slammed into her gushing twat and mounted her completely, pushing her into a mating press and turning Emma into nothing more than his breeding hole, and her pussy clenched and spasmed along his entire length as he hammered into her cervix like a mindless beast, the boy's eyes rolling back as his hips couldn't stop rolling forward over and over.

   Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

   "Get pregnant! Get pregnant! Get pregnant! Get pregnant!"

   The bed rocked and creaked and pussy juice squirted around his shaft as Emma climaxed relentlessly in her sleep, her body quivering in total, absolute submission, all culminating in a single, sleepy moan. "Hnnng..."

   And that was all the signal Rune needed. His balls seized up and his pistoning shaft began to swell, his complete domination of his auntie's pussy hole bringing him right up to the edge and his final release. His wasn't going to pull out, his was going to shove himself right up to her deepest parts and pump her full of babies. It was happening, it was coming, and there was nothing going to stop him...!

   PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP!!!

   "Auntie Emma!!! Take it all! Get pregnaaaaaaant!!!!!"

   SPLLUUUURRTTTT!!!!!!!

   Rune smashed his hips down and shoved his whole cock to the base in his spasming pussy, his balls slapping against her ass as they drew up and unloaded an utterly ungodly amount of semen straight into her waiting womb. Rune grabbed at her and hugged her with his small body as his massive cock pressed up against her cervix and spewed thick, sticky bursts of cum into her baby chamber, all the while Emma's fit, fertile body squeezing and milking his shaft in a desperate attempt to get pregnant. Rune humped and spurted into the defenceless woman until her cervix, womb, and entirety of her baby chamber was soaked and slathered in his semen, which was perfect for doing one thing; impregnating females.

   He jerked and humped his unconscious auntie into her mattress in a frantic mating press, spurting extra wads of baby batter into her defenceless pussy, the woman completely asleep. "Emma...love you...love you...get pregnant...so hot...so pretty..."

   And just as he'd pumped her insides so full of cum, Rune nuzzled her boobies and knew he wasn't going to waste a single moment of the night.

Emma's eyes creeped open to the dim light of late morning, slowly shifting atop her blankets like a lazy cat as she slowly woke up. She'd had such a lovely, blissful sleep, and it was almost a shame it had to end.

   She mulled her head around her room that she had all to herself, and then smugly indulged in the favourite part of her morning routine.

   She spread her legs...slipped her hand underneath her shorts...and started masturbating and playing with her pussy.

   "Huh...I thought I wore panties to bed last night...ah well," she thought to herself. Gods she was so wet, and it just wouldn't stop leaking out of her... "Mmm...hnnng..."

   Unbeknownst to Emma, she idly fingered her cum-filled pussy, convering her fingers in shota sperm and seed...before gleefully sucking it off of her fingers like she usually did with her own juices. For some reason, she had a real desire to masturbate to the thought of innocent little Rune...having her way with him, teasing the little boy until he let her rape him...

   "Hnnnngg-!"

   It was the first of several depraved orgasms she had that morning.

   "Morning!" Emma waved with a cheery smile as she strolled into the kitchen in a post-orgasmic glow.

   "Good morning," both Alfonse and Ailen said simultaneously, and Sharena just waved.

   "M-Morning..." Rune mumbled, the young boy almost completely unable to look at the woman in the eyes, suddenly aware of just how amazingly beautiful his Auntie Emma looked to him.

   But that didn't phase Emma, who just tussled his hair with a grin. "Hehe, you're such a good boy, Rune~"

   And as she was embarrassing the little lad and messing with him to her heart's content, underneath Emma's pajama shorts and deep in her pussy, one of Rune's swimmers burrowed into her ovulating egg, and impregnated her.