Chapter 88: — Morning Mom.

As soon as they left the town hall grounds and stepped onto the street, two women dressed as maids bowed their heads and blocked their path.

“Please excuse us,” one of them said, her tone soft and respectful. “Our mistress would be honored if you could spare a moment to speak with her.”

Kael frowned, annoyed that they were being intercepted so quickly. He glanced at his mom, but she didn’t seem bothered or afraid.

Seeing that she remained calm, Kael decided to hold his tongue. He knew he wasn’t even a junior mage yet, and these maids—while polite—clearly possessed a level of power far beyond his own.

Since awakening his magic, Kael could easily sense the energy levels of those around him.

He felt that his mother, Amber, was a basic mage with a cultivation level similar to his own, while his aunt did not emit any mana at all, suggesting she was not a mage.

As he stood there analyzing their auras, he heard the maids call out toward the elderly woman approaching them from the direction of the stage.

“Pardon me, friends,” the granny said, her voice warm as she arrived. “I had no other way to approach you. Please accept my apology for my maids’ persistence.”

Amber stepped forward with a respectful nod. “You are an elder, Granny. We are happy to speak with you whenever you wish.”

“Haha, still so kind,” the old woman chuckled.

She turned her gaze to Kael and continued with a soft smile, “I was very impressed by the show this young man put on at the stage today. I would like to invite my new friend for a private talk. And Amber, why don’t you come with him? I have heard a great deal about you from Lyla and have been hoping to meet you myself.”

Amber was thrilled that her son was attracting the attention of such an important figure in town.

She nodded eagerly. “We would be honored to visit. Is there a particular day you would prefer?”

“No, nothing of the sort, haha,” the granny replied, reaching out to give Kael’s hair a gentle pat. “Please visit whenever you have the time. Good day to you all.”

With that, she turned and left as quickly as she had arrived. Kael and his family walked the rest of the way in silence, finally reaching their home just as the sun dipped below the horizon at dusk.

Kael slept like the dead that night. The exhaustion from the previous day had left his body feeling heavy and drained.

“Kael, wake up,” a voice softy urged.

He cracked one eye open to see Amber standing over him, trying to shake him awake.

Kael groaned, his muscles aching, and feeling the throbbing, stiff ache of a massive morning wood pulling at his trousers.

Too lazy to even open his eyes fully, he pushed his blankets aside and shoved his pants down, letting his cock spring out, hard and twitching.

“Help me with this first, Mom,” he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

Amber sighed, looking down at his throbbing tool. She found she couldn’t bring herself to say no to him.

“What do you want me to do?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Kael didn’t even open his eyes, just gestured with his chin. “Use your mouth on it.”

Amber had never imagined this future for her son.

All she and her family had dared to hope for was that he might awaken a decent ability, something simple enough to secure him a stable, normal life.

She was still overwhelmed with joy and relief; even when the crystal ball malfunctioned and caused such chaos, her boy had emerged from the ordeal completely unscathed and more powerful than they had ever dreamed.

She climbed onto the bed, sliding between his parted legs. She reached out, her fingers wrapping around his thick, heavy cock.

She took a moment to just look at it, marveling at the size of the organ that had so ruthlessly ravished the town mistress the day before.

A slow, indulgent smile spread across her face as she stroked the sensitive skin with her soft palms.

It was a strange, heady mix of pride and lust; she felt a profound sense of satisfaction knowing her son had taken one of the most powerful women in town, treating her like a common whore under the gaze of the entire village.

She leaned down, her breath hot against his skin, and began to work him with her hands, eager to feel the raw strength that had dominated the stage yesterday.

Amber wrapped her warm lips around the thick, pulsating head, beginning to suck exactly how Kael had taught her.

She slid her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, occasionally flicking her tongue against the underside to make him groan.

Determined to please him, she tried to take him deeper, her throat constricting as she choked slightly on his girth.

Kael watched with a smile, feeling the intense suction of her mouth. He didn’t need to force her; she was eager to take it.

He reached down and gently patted her hair, a sign of his approval.

Amber looked up at him, her eyes glassy with devotion, and let out a soft sound as she resumed licking the length of his hard cock.

Kael grabbed his own member, pulling it back to fully expose his heavy, sensitive balls to her.

“Use your mouth on them too, Mom,” he commanded.

Amber didn’t hesitate or falter at his demand. She had long ago accepted his “secret”—the strange, vivid visions he claimed to have where he acted out these intense, carnal desires.

Seeing him wake up night after night with his sheets and clothes soaked in sweat, shivering from those supposed nightmares, had convinced her that he was simply compelled by forces beyond his control.

To her, this wasn’t just indulgence; it was a way to help him release the pressure of those visions.

Amber massaged his balls with a gentle, practiced touch. She knew how incredibly sensitive that area was, so she took her time, focusing on the soft, heavy skin.

She let out a soft, wet sound as she dragged her tongue in a slow, sensual lick across the sensitive surface.

Kael felt his morning wood tighten to the point of aching; the blood pressure in his cock was so intense it began to throb with a dull, sharp pain.

“Yes, Mom, just like that! Get both of them,” Kael groaned, his hips twitching involuntarily.

Amber stayed focused on the task, her dedication unwavering. She bathed his scrotum in thick, slick saliva, her tongue darting rapidly around every crease and curve.

As Kael looked down, watching his mother labor over him with such intense commitment, his gaze drifted to her chest.

Her breasts were heavy and symmetrical, swaying slightly with every movement of her head.

He realized he hadn’t spent enough time appreciating them, and a dark, calculated hunger began to stir in him.

“I need to put those to better use,” he thought, his mind already shifting from the pleasure of the moment to his next move.

He watched the way her nipples pressed against her thin nightgown, and as she continued to lick his balls with fervent concentration,

Kael started planning exactly how he was going to take her, and those beautiful breasts, for himself.