Chương 5: Ero Alert! My Godmother Can't Handle Me! (R-18)
"Oh…fuck…fuck, fuck!" Barely had Cassandra shoved Mithras's cock up her cunt that her body convulsed in a powerful orgasm, making the powerful matriarch shake like mad as her pussy tightened on the youth's monster rod.
Her hands grasped his muscular chest, holding on for dear life as her eyes rolled back.
Consumed by pleasure, Mithras didn't notice Cassandra's state. And perhaps even if he did, he wouldn't care. The youth's hands tightened on the matriarch's waist. His hips thrust upward, instinctively driving the thick, juice-soaked monster-cock up and down Cassandra's delicious cunt.
Of all the cunts House Astalon had to offer, Cassandra's was undoubtedly the finest. Even in the royal capital at large, it would still rank in the top five. That succulent hole now wrapped on Mithras's meat-stick, gobbling his cock towards the cervix, squelching and relaxing before squelching again and sucking the Human Aphrodisiac's shaft into the pleasures of the flesh.
Introduced to a world he never had a chance to experience till now, Mithras's eyes burned with desire. He didn't care for skills, moving on instincts and ramming his pleasure stick up and down Cassandra's fleshly love tunnels.
"Not so fast…oof!" Crammed to the limit, Cassandra tried to adapt to Mithras's massive meat slab. But if touching the Human Aphrodisiac was hard enough, taking the full length of his raw dick in rapid-fire thrusts was a whole other ball game. It wasn't long before Cassandra lost the match. All her nerves spiraling into a world of ecstasy and plunging her body into a pit of pleasure.
Now also moving on instinct, House Astalon's matriarch moved her hips up and down, back and forth, gyrating at obscene angles as she milked Mithras' cock in her delicious pussy.
"Where is this cock coming from?! Dear gods…I can't…handle you!" Cassandra moaned in bliss, yet kept gyrating her hips, absorbed in the pleasure offered by her godson's cock.
One of the four great houses of the Blood Smelting Kingdom, the Elektra house grew by relying solely on Erotic Genes and marriage alliance, providing the three other houses and the royal family with the best partners they could hope for.
Cassandra was one such case, born with the rare first-class Burning Land Gene, Cassandra could have been the succubus of an era, building on her partner's essence to develop a tyrannical fleshly body. But the Burning Land Gene she was born with had a 15% chance of igniting her partner's veins—roasting their cocks instantly.
To prevent such a scenario, the Elektra house elders sealed Cassandra's Gene to the Second class, limiting her future achievements. But as the saying goes, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Cassandra was the reason why Arian was born with the first-class Blueflame Hawk Gene. And once bred by Mithras's Human Aphrodisiac meat stick, Cassandra's Gene broke its seals, causing strands of burning flames to take shape around the matriarch.
Her hips moved faster, met by Mithras who also drove his cock harder and faster into the matriarch's cunt. To the onlooker, it would seem as if these sex partners were trying to outdo one another—going as hard and fast as their bodies allowed them to. But only the two knew that their actions were a natural result of consuming lust and pleasure—not a quest for domination.
Still, Cassandra couldn't resist, and after 30 minutes of raw pounding, the Astalon matriarch fell over Mithras's chest, her tongue lolling out and her eyes glazing over as the Human Aphrodisiac kept pounding hard into her delicious cunt!
"Ohh…arghhh!" Mithras's cock tensed up, and unable to control his pleasure much longer, the Human Aphrodisiac let loose, unloading liters of spunk into Cassandra's hole! The matriarch's lips stretched into a lewd smile, and though her hips didn't have any strength left, her cunt tightened instinctively, sucking Mithras' cum and keeping it all trapped in her womb!
"Mithras, you…cunning bastard! Why were you…hiding such a wonderful thing from me?!" In a haze of bliss and lust, Cassandra said, and after recovering some of her strength, the matriarch rose from Mithras's chest, turning 180 to put herself on all four and shake her magnificent ass at her son-lover's still erect dick.
"What are you waiting for? Come…breed me! Mark my cunt with your cum! Stuff me till my pussy turns into a mold for your vicious cock! Till I'm nothing but a hole waiting for you to thrust in and nut at any given moment!" Cassandra screamed perverted words, her eyes flashing with demonic energies as she offered herself to Mithras.
'Is this…the power of the Human Aphrodisiac?
Good stuff!' A bit confused by Cassandra's transformation, Mithras couldn't help but ask himself. However, at this precise moment, the Human Aphrodisiac didn't care for the answer.
No sane and normally functioning lad could. All his brain was thinking about was to rise from the ground, align his cock with that voluptuous bubble butt, and ram his cock in—pounding Arian's mother, Luther's wife, and the lady that lorded over House Astalon till his cock and cum were all she could remember!
So without hesitation, Mithras stood up, pushing his monster rod through Cassandra's dripping flower bud and driving his cock towards her cervix in one direct thrust!
"Yesss…OHHH YES! What are you waiting for? Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Make me your woman—your slut!" Cassandra's voice boomed into the distance, but unbothered by the consequences, the matriarch prostrated herself on the ground, grasping at the grass as she raised her butt high and braced for Mithras's pounding meat-stick.
It came right afterward. Mithras sank his hands into Cassandra's fleshly ass cheeks, and with a succession of direct thrusts, drove his cock towards her cervix, as if trying to break through all her barriers. For a moment, Mithras wasn't seeing Cassandra anymore. Instead, his beloved sister, Ishtar, had appeared before him—her criminal curves and matchless beauty enticing him into sin.
That moment didn't last. Cassandra reappeared soon afterward, and realizing that it was Cassandra, not Ishtar, that he had on his meat, Mithras got angry, biting his lips as he held onto Cassandra's waist and smashed his hips into the Astalon matriarch.
"Ohhh! Ahhh…yes…like this…like that! Heaven lord—YES!!!" The sound of flesh clapping flesh became all one could hear. Cassandra forgot about her goals, forgot about her dreams and ambitions; abandoning herself to the moment, and enjoying Mithras' cock to the fullest.
It wasn't long before Mithras unloaded another blast of spunk, and all along, Cassandra's ass cheeks shook and clapped—expressing their appreciation of Mithras' pleasure stick.
Fed by the Human Aphrodisiac talent, the matriarch's Sid Templar rank shot up, reaching the 5th level of the Great Expansion. Mithras' cultivation improved as well. But interestingly, it only rose to the 12th level of Mortal Essence.
But in that instant, neither one cared about their Sid level and growth. They just indulged in pleasure and lust—lust for one another, and the sinful pleasure brought by their bodies.
And so, without a care for their health or consequences, the two kept indulging in lust, discovering one another's body.
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