Chapitre 139: Chapter 130 - Ricksy Business Final~❤️
Hope you enjoy this cause I'm currently making Inside Job, Reagan date.
Im'ma add a bizzare adventure between them and not just date then fucking. Though that's how it ends.
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Rick and Morty Multiverse
2 weeks and a 6 Day upon arrival (Normal time Axis)
4 PM, Saturday.
After a bit more flirting and chatting with Brittany, Morty decided to leave her to mingle and went in search of Rick. The party was in full swing, and he figured it was time to check in on his unpredictable grandpa. He made his way through the crowd, dodging a few rowdy partygoers before finally spotting Rick in a quieter corner of the mansion, surrounded by a small group of guests.
Rick, in typical fashion, was in the middle of showing off some alien drugs to a fascinated audience. The small, colorful capsules looked harmless, but knowing Rick, they were anything but ordinary.
"Hey, Morty!" Rick called out when he spotted him.
"Come over here, you gotta see this!"
Morty walked over, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at the pills in Rick's hand.
"Uh, what are those, Rick? Please don't tell me they're dangerous or illegal."
Rick chuckled, shaking his head.
"Oh, relax, Morty. These babies are perfectly legal—alien stuff, straight from the Andromeda sector. No side effects, no aftertaste, just pure, unfiltered fun. Trust me, it's good stuff."
Morty looked at Rick skeptically.
"Yeah, I've heard that before."
Rick rolled his eyes.
"Come on, Morty, don't be such a buzzkill. You trust me, right?"
Morty hesitated, but the fact that Rick was so casual about it made him curious. Plus, it wasn't like Rick would intentionally get him into something that would blow up in his face—at least not this time, he hoped.
"All right, fine," Morty sighed, taking one of the capsules.
"But if this turns me into some kind of alien monster, I'm holding you responsible."
Rick smirked.
"Deal. Now quit yapping and take it!"
Morty popped the capsule into his mouth, swallowing it quickly. Almost immediately, a warm, euphoric sensation washed over him. It wasn't overwhelming, just a light, pleasant buzz that made everything around him seem more vivid and fun. His body felt weightless, his mind clearer than ever.
"Whoa," Morty muttered, looking around as the world seemed to sharpen in focus.
"This is... pretty nice, actually."
"Told ya!" Rick said with a grin, popping a capsule himself.
"Now we can really have some fun."
The two of them spent the next hour or so laughing, talking, and just enjoying the high. Rick told a few ridiculous stories from his space adventures, and Morty found himself genuinely entertained, even as some of the tales got a little more outrageous than usual.
For once, Morty was able to let go of all the craziness and just have fun with Rick without worrying about the consequences. It was rare for him to get this kind of bonding time with his grandpa without some dangerous or catastrophic event looming in the background.
As the effects of the alien drug continued to lift his spirits, Morty looked around the party, appreciating the night more than ever. Everything felt perfect for the moment—no stress, no chaos, just good vibes with Rick and everyone else at the mansion.
The party at Morty's mansion reached a new level of excitement as the day turned into night. With everyone in high spirits—whether from the drinks, Rick's alien drugs, or just the general atmosphere—the energy was electric.
The pool area became the central hub of activity, with music blaring and people dancing, laughing, and letting loose.
Morty, still buzzing from his earlier experience with Rick, moved through the crowd, feeling more at ease than ever. Summer, Annie, and the rest of his friends were all enjoying themselves, and the various groups—whether lounging by the pool or inside the mansion—were lost in their own worlds of fun.
Rick, of course, was in his element, surrounded by a mix of alien and human guests, engaging in his usual antics, which included showing off bizarre alien party tricks and tech. Birdperson and Tammy seemed to be getting along well enough.
As the night wore on, things got wilder. Morty could see people dancing under the neon lights, couples disappearing into quieter corners, and the sound of laughter and music filling every corner of the mansion.
Even some of the Andavaverse girls were cutting loose, mingling with the crowd and having a great time.
Morty spent his time bouncing between groups, catching up with different guests, flirting here and there, and making sure everyone was having a blast. He checked in with Summer, who was hanging out with Tricia and a few of her friends by the pool.
They were clearly enjoying themselves, and Summer pulled him in for a brief but passionate kiss before sending him off again to go enjoy himself. Luckily everyone was either drunk or high to even notice them.
Annie was chatting with a few new people inside, but she gave Morty a warm smile as he passed by, clearly happy to be part of the night. Jessica and some of her friends from school were also nearby, laughing and drinking, clearly enjoying the more luxurious side of the party.
As for Brittany, she was still lingering near the bar, occasionally catching his eye with a playful smirk. He made sure to keep her entertained, exchanging flirtatious glances and words whenever their paths crossed.
By the time midnight rolled around, the party was still in full swing, and Morty couldn't help but feel like he was at the top of the world. He had everything he could want: power, friends, fun, and a night that seemed like it would never end.
As things started to wind down in the early hours of the morning, Morty found himself sitting by the pool, watching the remaining partygoers who were still dancing or relaxing. Rick was somewhere, likely passed out or off in another dimension, and Summer had crashed inside the mansion after having her fill of fun.
Morty took a deep breath, feeling the cool night air against his skin. It had been a wild, unforgettable night, one that stood out even in the whirlwind that his life had become. He smiled to himself, satisfied, knowing that he had made the most of every moment.
Soon, Beth finally arrived from her long shift at work. In the past, seeing the aftermath of Rick's wild parties would have infuriated her—especially if Morty had been involved.
But things are different now. Morty had grown into someone confident, capable, and far more composed than his former self.
His success and leadership were undeniable, and Beth had come to terms with the fact that her son wasn't the insecure boy he once was. She stepped into the mansion. She spotted Morty near the pool, chatting casually with a few guests.
Morty noticed his mom's arrival and smiled, making his way over to greet her.
"Hey, Mom! Glad you could make it," he said, giving her a hug.
Beth returned the embrace, eyeing the scene around her.
"I see things got a little crazy here," she commented with a chuckle, more amused than anything.
"Yeah, you know how it is," Morty replied with a grin.
"But don't worry, everything's under control. Why don't you join in and relax? You deserve it after work."
Beth raised an eyebrow, surprised by how relaxed she felt.
"You know, Morty, I used to get so worked up about these parties... but you've really turned things around. You're running your life better than I ever expected."
Morty smirked, appreciating the compliment.
"Thanks, Mom. I've got a pretty good handle on things now."
Beth glanced around again before nodding.
"Alright, I think I could use some fun."
Taking that as his cue, Morty led his mom toward the group of people by the pool, where Annie, the Andavaverse girls, and Pamela were gathered. He started with introductions.
"Mom, this is Annie," Morty said, gesturing to the brunette standing next to Summer.
"She runs Anatomy Park now."
Annie smiled warmly at Beth, offering a handshake.
"It's great to finally meet you, Mrs. Smith. Morty's told me a lot about you."
Beth shook her hand, intrigued.
"Anatomy Park, huh? I remember that disaster of an adventure," she said with a laugh,
"But it's good to see it's in better hands now."
Annie chuckled, and the two exchanged a few words before Morty moved on to the next group.
"And these are the Andavaverse girls: Nancy, Angela, Na-na Kim, Darcy, Brianna, Grace, Eva, Renae, Cassie, and Ester," Morty introduced them one by one, each offering a wave or nod.
Beth raised an eyebrow, impressed by the diverse and lively group.
"Wow, Morty, I didn't realize your circle had gotten so... expansive," she commented, giving him a knowing look.
Morty shrugged playfully.
"I like to keep things interesting."
Finally, Morty turned to Pamela, his teacher and one of his more unexpected relationships.
"And this is Pamela, one of my teachers. She's... a little more than that now, though."
Beth blinked, momentarily taken aback by that revelation.
"Your teacher? Morty, really?"
Pamela offered a small smile.
"It's a bit unorthodox, I know, but Morty's a lot more mature than he lets on."
Beth looked between the two of them, processing it for a moment before sighing.
"Well, I guess I've learned to stop questioning your choices, Morty. You seem to know what you're doing."
Morty laughed softly.
"Thanks for trusting me, Mom."
Beth finally relaxed, sitting down by the pool and enjoying the peacefulness that had settled over the mansion. As Morty continued to mingle, she found herself chatting with Annie, Summer, and a few of the other girls, getting to know them better.
For the first time in a long time, Beth felt like she could just let go and have fun without worrying about what chaos her father or son had gotten into.
Soon, Morty managed to slip away from the dull party and find Tricia, the sexy friend of Summer. When they stumbled into the empty bathroom, the sexual tension was intense.
Tricia's lips were irresistible, and Morty had to taste them. He seized her mouth in a fierce kiss, his tongue plundering her sweetness as he groped her perfect tits. Tricia mewled into his mouth, arching her back and grinding her hot little cunny against his rock hard cock.
Morty's fingers danced across her skin, tweaking her stiff pink nipples until she was trembling with need. With a wicked grin, he spun her around and bent her over, kicking her feet apart. The cool door against her bare ass sent a jolt of tingles straight to her clit. Morty freed his throbbing dick and aligned it with Tricia's dripping slit.
"Beg for my cock, slut," Morty growled, rubbing the swollen head through Tricia's slick folds.
"Tell me how badly you need it stuffed in your tight little pussy."
"Yes, Morty, please!" Tricia gasped, trying to push back onto him.
"I need your big fat cock stretching me open. Fuck me hard and fill me up!"
"That's it, whore," he purred, rewarding her desperation by slamming balls-deep into her sopping cunt.
"Take every fucking inch."
Morty set a relentless pace, pounding Tricia with savage intensity. The obscene slap of flesh on flesh mingled with her shameless moans. He gripped her hips bruisingly tight as he rutted into her, his heavy sack smacking her engorged clit with every thrust.
"Yes yes yesssss!" Tricia wailed deliriously.
"Gimme your filthy cunt," Morty snarled, slamming into Tricia with brutal force.
"Work those slutty holes and cum on my cock."
"Mmm fuck yeeeaaah, wreck me, I need it!" Tricia screamed wantonly.
"Destroy my pussy Morty!"
He grabbed fistfuls of her hair, forcing her face down against the tile wall. "Gonna ruin your tight cunt," he growled savagely as he pounded her.
"Fuck, your pussy feels so goddamn good gripping my cock..."
Tricia just writhed mindlessly as Morty jackhammered into her sopping fuckhole. Wet squelching noises echoed obscenely off the bathroom walls as he relentlessly stretched out her needy slit. Tricia's whole body juddered, overwhelmed with blinding pleasure.
"D-don't stop!" she begged between whimpers and squeals, clenching desperately on Morty's pistoning shaft.
With animalistic hunger, Morty ravaged Tricia's quivering snatch, hammering his girthy rod deep into her greedy hole over and over. Her wet velvety walls fluttered and clamped around him, desperately milking his throbbing meat.
"Yes, YES, YESSSS!!" Tricia shrieked hysterically, convulsing uncontrollably as a mind-melting climax ripped through her. Gushing girl-cum soaked Morty's cock as her pussy spasm-wrenched around him. But he didn't let up, continuing to rut her through the earth-shattering orgasm.
Panting heavily, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and wrenched her head back, baring the smooth column of her neck.
"I won't fucking stop," Morty hissed, sinking sharp teeth into the tender juncture of her neck and shoulder.
"You're mine now, dirty girl...my personal cumdump," Morty snarled possessively. Still buried to the hilt in Tricia's quivering cunt, he punctuated his point with a particularly vicious thrust.
"Mmm yeeees, yours," Tricia whimpered needily, pushing her ass back against him.
"Only yours, Master Morty! Use me however you want!"
His hands roamed greedily over her voluptuous curves, squeezing the plump globes of her ass. He tweaked and rolled her sensitive nipples until they were diamond-hard points.
"Such an eager little cocksleeve. Bet you'll let me bend you over and take your tight holes anytime I want now, hmm?"
"Nnngh yesss! I'm your obedient fucktoy, Sir. Pound my pussy full of cum whenever you desire! I'll be so good for you..."
With an animalistic growl, he withdrew from her sodden cunt and admired her curvy ass presented perfectly for him. With one swift motion, he drove his thick cock back into her dripping snatch, spearing her open on his girthy shaft.
"Fuck, such a good little cockwhore," he groaned, gripping her hips with bruising force as he pistoned into her mercilessly.
"Love fucking this tight cunt. You were made to be used as my personal fucktoy, weren't you?"
"Ohhh fuuuuckkk yessss!" Tricia wailed shamelessly, her eyes rolling back in bliss as Morty's thick rod battered her hungry snatch.
"Your cock feels soooo goood! Pound me harder, ruin my slutty holes!"
Morty obliged with gusto, slamming into her sopping cunt with savage intensity. The wet squelch of her arousal filled the room, along with their harsh panting and wanton moans. He gripped her hips punishingly tight, using the leverage to impale her on his pulsing shaft over and over.
"Take it, you filthy cocksleeve! Milk my dick with this greedy pussy!" Morty snarled, angling his hips to grind against her g-spot with every thrust.
"Gonna flood this fuckhole with my seed...paint your insides white!"
Tricia keened desperately, her whole body quaking as another devastating orgasm crashed through her.
Tricia's pussy spasmed wildly as a mind-numbing orgasm tore through her. Clear feminine nectar gushed from her quivering cunny, coating Morty's pistoning cock.
"Ahhh I'm coming!" she sobbed in ecstasy, body writhing uncontrollably under his ruthless ministrations.
"Don't stop fucking meeee!"
Still gripping her hips with iron-strong hands, Morty continued to pound into her fluttering heat. His swollen balls slapped against her swollen clit, drawing out her climax until she was shaking and whimpering from overstimulation.
"Nnnngggg please fill me, Master," Tricia babbled deliriously, lost to the throes of passion.
"I want to feel your hot cum flooding my womb! Breed my fucking cunt! Ah ah ah aaaaaahh!!"
Morty slammed into Tricia with a roar as his release hit him. His shaft throbbed and swelled before exploding, unleashing a torrential flood of hot, thick semen directly into Tricia's waiting womb. Jet after jet of potent spunk pumped into her fluttering channel, rapidly filling her to capacity.
"Ohhh yessss! So much cum!" Tricia cried out in rapture, relishing the feeling of Morty's seed gushing into her deepest depths.
"Fill me up! Breed me Master!"
She rocked back to meet his thrusts, taking every last drop deep into her fertile core. When he finally finished pumping her full, Tricia collapsed forward onto the tiled floor, limp and sated. Morty followed seconds later, his softening cock slipping free with a gush of combined fluids.
"P-please, more..." Tricia mumbled dreamily, utterly spent from their intense coupling.
"I need it... need you to keep using me. Ruin me more."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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