บท 41: Chapter 41: Forever and Ever... (18+)
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"Now for the oath of sex..."
The mayor's gentle smile remained unchanged as he uttered these insane words, but that didn't mean he had gone mad. I'd simply tweaked his common sense slightly with hypnosis.
Proof enough, none of the attendees seemed surprised by what he said. The women were visibly excited, though perhaps that was just typical wedding fervor.
"What? Huh?"
Maria looked bewildered despite having been genuinely satisfied after their earlier kiss exchange.
I hadn't altered her perception, so naturally, she was confused. And precisely because of this, her reaction in this moment would decide everything.
"What exactly is—mmphh!"
Smack! Plop! Slurp! Mwah! Smooch-smooch! Smaaackkk! ♡
This was clearly different from the light, ceremonial peck they shared moments ago. This time, it was solely intended to be sexual.
I seized her trembling lips, sucking and violating them. Maria's eyes widened in shock, but after enduring countless erotic acts throughout her pregnancy, her body could no longer resist such stimulation.
"Ooo... ♡ Ohhh... ♡♡"
Sluuuurp...
To finish it off, I lick up her face from chin to forehead, smearing saliva intentionally.
Even that alone is enough to send Maria reeling; her legs begin trembling and lose their strength.
"All right, let's give everyone something to see: our loving relationship on full display."
"Ahhh... Ah...yes...♡♡"
Squirt!
Just whispering in her ear is enough for her body to anticipate what comes next, spraying nectar between her thighs.
I can tell asphyxiatingly potent waves of lustful scent radiate out from us throughout the church. To the congregation, nothing seems amiss—it just looks like an extension of our wedding kiss. Yet despite appearances, some men's groins swell at the arousing aroma, and even among the women, there are those unconsciously rubbing their thighs together.
Of course, none of them felt any discomfort. They might have been embarrassed by their erections or wet crotches during this sacred ceremony, but nothing else seemed out of place.
The veil obscuring her adorable face was removed.
I gently hooked my fingers under the dress just enough to expose her breasts, which bounced delightfully.
Boob-bounce! Boob-bounce!
"Nnnhiiiii!"
With only a thread holding it up, the gown slipped dramatically, revealing her bosom. Not yet bare, since she still wore a bra—but that sheer lace couldn't conceal much.
Bouncy! Bouncy! Bouncy!
"Ahhh... Ahhh! Aaaaah!"
I cupped and lifted those massive mounds of flesh from below.
Her already-hard nipples swelled even more with the vigorous movement of her impressive bust.
"Oh, Father Ain!"
"Yes? What is it? As I always say, you need to tell me what you want."
"Ahhhhh... ♡♡ Oh...♡ Boobs! ♡♡"
"What about your boobs?"
"Uuuhh...♡ Uwahh...♡ Please squeeze themmm!" ♡♡
Spshhhhhhhhhhh! Shpshhhhh! ♡♡
She's completely forgotten that we're surrounded by people.
Since she's such an obedient girl, I decide to reward her with a firm pinch on both her swollen nipples. In response, milk gushes out from under her bra like a shower.
"Aaaaaaah, ♡♡ That feels sooo good! ♡♡ Booooobs! ♡ Boobies! ♡♡ Milk is coming ouuuut! I looove it!" ♡♡
Her body trembles uncontrollably.
Her body can't support itself during orgasm triggered solely by lactation, causing more weight to pull down on her pinched nipples and squeezing even more milk out of her.
Those massive breasts weren't just for show. While I didn't possess any overpowered skills like endless stamina, Maria truly boasted an overwhelming amount of milk production worthy of being called a "milk tank."
The unceasing flow pooled at our feet.
Maria's arousing scent mixed with the sweet aroma of her milk and the pheromones emanating from the spectators around us.
"Oooh-hoo! Ain-samaaah! Aiinn-saaaama!"
Normally, she was a splendid mother, devoted to protecting and nurturing her child above all else—sometimes even giving off an aura reminiscent of divine maternity. But once we engaged in erotic acts, she transformed into nothing more than a mere female creature.
Wonderful. Isn't it simply wonderful?
Before my eyes stood nothing but a vessel destined to bear and raise my children—a beloved, cherished, most adored incubator.
To better extract her milk, I embraced her from behind. Even changing positions felt bothersome; impatiently, I lifted her dress skirt from behind.
"Ah! Aaaahh! ♡ Please, Lord Ain! As much as you like! Take my Lord's mighty cock ♡ with all your might, schlop-schlop inside Maria's pussy! Inside Maria's filthy pussy!"
The obedient woman understood without me needing to say more and thrust her ample rear towards me.
Her custom-made panties were designed with a wide-open crotch, allowing me to violate her heartily while she still wore them—an ingenious feature.
Despite feeling rushed, I had been taking her anytime, anywhere for the past ten months. It never took long to whip out my pernis from beneath my pants.
For this special day, we hadn't engaged in sex since two days ago. We rarely went even two days without intimacy, but we both endured, waiting solely for today.
"I'm about to begin. Make your vow now. Pledge before Nuagia that you will belong to me, bearing my children continuously!"
"Yes! ♡ Yes, yes! I swear! ♡ I dooo! ♡ I—I...I ammm!"
I positioned my pernis against her huge, bubbly butt.
Her pussy was dripping with juices as copiously as her breasts leaked milk—a truly depraved cunt. From countless sexual encounters, her labia had swollen outward to form magnificent flower petals. Was it crude? Maybe slutty-looking? But this was mine—mine alone, meant only for me. This very crudeness made her all the more beautiful.
"Maria will be ♡ Lord Ain's ♡ faithful womb ♡♡ Oh Goddess! ♡♡ For youuuu! ♡♡"
"Swear iiiit!"
"I swaaaarrrrre, m'lady!"
With a forceful thrust, breast milk sprayed from Maria and drenched the statue of the goddess.
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Ten years have passed since then.
"Priest Ain! How're ya doing today?! Let's share a drink!"
"Your offer is tempting, but behind you. Is that really okay?"
"What?! Hey, geez! Wh-what the hell, Mom?!"
"You think I have so much money to spare?! There's never enough when we need it most!"
"Aieeee! Not my ears, not my ears, please?!"
Even after ten years, some things never change.
No, actually, thanks to the secret birthday present reigniting her passion, my second mother had become pregnant for the first time in over a decade and ended up having five more kids since then. My mentors, now part of a fifteen-member family, still brought smiles to my face as naturally as ever.
"Father, don't waste your time indulging this fool; go home already!"
"As you wish."
In another twenty years, will my wife also turn into such a spirited woman like Maria? In its own way...that might be quite delightful.
My daily stroll around town, which has become a routine activity, combines exercise with observing local life.
By now, I've fully integrated into this community. No one perceives me as an outsider or finds anything strange about me.
With subsidies from the royal capital and support from the townspeople, the church has grown significantly.
After all, we still have many more children to take care of. No amount of space would ever be enough.
"Daddy!"
Her beautiful hair, inherited from her mother, sparkles in the sunlight.
My daughter is ten now, growing lovelier by the day. She bears no resemblance whatsoever to my ordinary features, but I don't feel sad about that at all. If anything, it only makes me grateful.
Hearing our eldest's call, the other kids notice me as well and come running over.
In the past decade, my wife has given birth to eight children. Thanks to magic, she can recover quickly after childbirth, so once we had three under our belt, we were able to start conceiving again almost immediately. Still, there was some spacing between the first few due to the demands of child-rearing. But starting with the fourth, she hasn't stopped getting pregnant one after another. The family will undoubtedly continue to grow.
We currently have five girls and three boys.
I initially wondered if Nuagia was meddling when we didn't have a single boy among the first three children, but our fourth turned out to be a son, much to my relief. After all, I wanted a boy too—someone to play catch with and such.
"Welcome home."
"Yes, I'm back."
My eldest daughter still runs up to greet me, though she's now at an age where she no longer jumps into my arms like before. Perhaps it's her pride as the oldest child showing through. Instead, my third daughter, who is still quite clingy, leaps into my embrace. She's so young that even just watching her more straightforward younger sister evokes envy in her eyes.
"Is your mother out in the field?"
"Yes, harvesting some crops for distribution to our neighbors."
Leaving the clingy third child with her older sister, I head around back to check on the garden.
The kids trail behind me like ducklings following their mother, and Maria is surrounded by them as well.
"That's right, gently... Gently now."
"Like this?"
"Well done!"
"Hee-hee!"
She has become encircled by the children, too.
Her belly was noticeably large with their ninth child on the way, but as an experienced mother, she could still carry out her daily life without much trouble despite its size.
"Maria."
I called her name—the most beloved, cherished name above all others.
"Welcome home."
Amidst the commotion stirred up by my arrival and the children's excited chatter, her calm voice reached me straightaway.
"My lord."
Her smile was infinitely beautiful.
—The End—
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