Chapter 141
Life is mysterious.
Life is full of surprises.
Sometimes good, sometimes bad.
But one thing was for sure…
Life is beautiful.
Yeah, I feel like a hypocrite.
While I understood that Carlson intended to use me as a human power-up, much like a certain hero whose semen was divine and everyone was after him, procure me a man who wouldn’t be happy in my situation?
Who wouldn’t like to be used when there would be at least ten amazingly beautiful women to be used at his disposal?
Well, now that I’ve made the entire feminist world my enemy, I had nothing more to do with Carlson at the moment. More like he didn’t have anything for me, so I was excused.
The issue of me hitting his grandson was buried to the point that when I returned to the magic training facility, no one even glanced at me, much less uttered a word.
I was excited for the day to end since Zara had told me that I wouldn’t be working here from tomorrow, but the excitement of returning to find a woman-only haven was too much. I couldn’t wait for the day to end.
Finally, the day ended. A pleasant day had ended, and more and more good days were to come.
I practically skipped back on my way to the western part of the wing.
Alas, the orders hadn’t been fulfilled yet. I returned to still find some movers and some guards patrolling around.
But it was alright. It was just for the night. Tomorrow would be a good day.
Today was a good day. It was a day of joy. And just when I thought the day couldn’t get any better.
“Come in.” I entered Zara’s room after the permission was granted through some sort of magical mechanism, since voices from the inside didn’t travel outside except for the door knock, which I also suspected was attached to that magical mechanism.
And when I entered, I was blown away.
In front of the dresser, where noble ladies get ready for the day, were two women performing a certain action.
There was no one else in the room. Just the two of them. One of them was a busty blonde-haired woman who had every part of her sculpted by gods who spent at the very least a few years to make just the clay model of her, and the other one was a noble milf whose prominent feature was her big, squishy ass.
Now what were they doing?
Well, let me explain in detail. My mother, the blonde-haired woman, was in the chair. The same chair in which Zara gets ready every day.
Her hips were on the edge, her legs parted wide, and most important of all…
She was naked!
The other woman, the noble black-haired milf, was the lady I was serving at the moment. None other than the noble woman who was beneath me last night, losing her anal virginity.
That’s right. It was Zara.
And she, too, was naked!
But that wasn’t the important detail about her. No, unlike my mother, she wasn’t in the chair. She was on the floor. Kneeling in front of the chair.
No, to be more precise, she was kneeling between my mother’s legs.
What was she doing, you ask?
What else?
She was eating her out.
The noble black-haired milf who lost her anal virginity to me last night was eating my mother’s pussy, who was wet and ready to go.
Tell me of a man who wouldn’t get hard stumbling upon that scene.
Let me tell you where to find one.
ME!
This fucking accursed world!
But, no matter.
[State of completion]
“Why are you standing there frozen?” Zara asked, taking a break from licking Rayla’s pussy, who was enjoying every bit of it.
“Umm…” Yeah, I was speechless. I was rendered speechless by these two busty milfs.
And I was not ashamed.
“I was just… uh… taken aback,” I replied, trying to take in the amazing scene before.
Rayla’s voluptuous body was on full display, her hips perched and her creamy thighs fully apart. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each shaky breath. The milf was a sex bomb waiting to explode.
And the other milf on her knees, in the middle of Rayla’s creamy thighs, face buried in her pussy. Zara moved her tongue gently, sucking only on Rayla’s swollen clit while her hands weren’t staying still on Rayla’s thighs.
Rayla’s head was tilted back, her eyes half lidded in pleasure, her hands on the armrests, as if she was afraid of grabbing Zara by her hair, moaning softly from the tongue action provided.
“What did my father… slurp… talk to you about?” Zara asked, momentarily taking a break from her primary task.
Did no one ever teach her not to eat with a mouth full?
“Ummm… he wanted to inform me of some changes.” I kept it as brief as I could while activating the state of completion because keeping this from my dick would be a crime.
“He told me about… slurp… them last night.” Zara kept doing her job well while taking a moment at her leisure to answer me.
“I see,” I replied and made my way towards Zara. Since her back was turned to me, I didn’t bother with taking off my clothes manually and just stored them in my inventory.
“May I ask what brought this on, Lady Zara?” I asked while making my way to her. I was very curious.
“Oh, your mother… slurp… told me her vagina itched… slurp… so I decided to help her… slurp… like back in the dungeon,” Zara explained as best as she could while licking and sucking Rayla’s pussy and clit while Rayla could only moan in return.
Ah. They were in the dungeon together. And for a long time at that. Rayla must have felt the urge or something, and since I wasn’t available, she went with the next best option.
My topic somehow must have come up, and it also looked like Rayla slipped about my dick too. I guess I would have to have a chat about it with her afterwards.
For now, this took precedence.
“I see.” All I said in reply and made my way to her. Neither of the women noticed me move, one too busy pleasuring the other and the other too busy receiving it.
Zara was on her knees, but her pussy wasn’t in position on all fours. But it was enough for me to put it in with a little effort, although not all of me might be able to go in.
Her pussy was also glistening and ready from the looks of it, so, keeping it a surprise from both of them, I lined up my thick dick, which was bulging with veins from the erotic scene before me, and thrusted it in her in one powerful stroke.
“HHEEUUNNNGGG!!!”
Zara’s cry vibrated against Rayla’s pussy as I buried myself to the hilt inside of her. I didn’t give her time to adjust. Shoving her head in Rayla’s pussy, I started to fuck her hard and deep, hips slapping loudly against her soft ass cheeks with each thrust.
One hand was already on the back of her head, pushing her into Rayla’s pussy, so I busied the other one by…
Paahh!!
My right hand came down on Rayla’s soft ass cheek in a sharp slap, making the flesh jiggle and turn pink, and making Zara shudder even more while she resumed the task of eating out my mother.
However, Rayla’s eyes snapped open at that spank. She stared at me, a mix of surprise and then with disapproval on her face.
“Jack…” She moaned my name, but her tone was a little admonishing, her voice still breathy from Zara’s tongue action, “How c-could you hit Lady Zara? Sh-she is a noble l-lady. You must not treat her so ro-roughly… ang…”
I could only smirk in response. My pace never slowed down, and my left hand was still holding Zara’s head in Rayla’s snatch, while with the other, I showed her other ass cheek the same kind of loud, echoing love, leaving the mark of my affection.
Zara responded by moaning even louder, but her tongue never stopped working between Rayla’s folds.
“Do not worry, mother.” I took my time to reply, while delivering another spank, “I would not have done it if Zara didn’t like it.”
Rayla was once again surprised, probably because I had taken Zara’s name instead of addressing her by her proper title.
Before she could say anything about that, though, I grabbed Zara by her hair and gently pulled her head back, letting Rayla see Zara’s pleasure-laden face and let her answer on her own. If she could.
Tell her, Zara,” I said, still pushing deep inside of her while she tightened around me, maybe because of her incoming orgasm, “Tell my mother how much you love to be treated like this by me.”
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