Chapter 271 - 270: More Time

Chapter 271: Chapter 270: More Time

"Guck... guck... guck... ahnn... ahn."

The sound of wet friction filled the room. Morenne’s eyes were glazed with desire as she worked her mouth. "Let me take the second blow..." she pleaded, her voice a breathy whisper. She exerted a bit of pressure, forcing Stella to let go so she could claim the space. She leaned in, eager to lick the shaft, her tongue swirling around the head with a hunger that was impossible to ignore.

"Guck... guck... ahn... I love your dick, Wen... heheh, I want to get my pussy creampied again..." she whimpered against his skin. She offered her absolute best blowjob, pouring every ounce of her effort into the act, desperate to seduce him and prove that she was the most attentive to his needs.

"Slurp... slurp... I will do that, don’t worry, my slutty aunt... slurp," Owen responded. His voice was low and confident, vibrating through the air. He slowly retracted his hand from the warmth of the mouths surrounding him and shifted his focus. He reached out and gently, yet firmly, spread Arielle’s ass, exposing her most private depths to the light.

"Ahn... ahn... what are you doing... ahn... ahnn?" Arielle gasped. She didn’t pull away; in fact, she leaned into the touch. She had always allowed him to play with her pussy, and in truth, it was exactly what she wanted in that moment. However, the way he was spreading her open—so bold and clinical yet intimate—was something new. It made her heart race with a mix of shame and intense arousal.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see if your pussy and asshole can accept my licking," he said casually. His tone was nonchalant, which only served to make the other three women feel a sharp sting of jealousy. They were fighting for his attention, yet he was giving this specific, daring attention to Arielle.

"Ahn... n-no, not that area... it’s dirty... you can’t do that... absolutely not..." Arielle protested weakly. She wriggled her backside, trying to shift away, her instincts telling her that this was too much. The thought of her son sucking her asshole was a boundary she hadn’t expected to cross. Anal sex was something she had accepted, but this level of intimacy felt almost too taboo. She felt she was too dirty for him to perform such an act.

"It’s not dirty, Mom. Just relax... slurp," Owen countered. He didn’t listen to her protests. Instead, he leaned in and licked the pink, puckered skin of her anus. To him, it was a truly heavenly view—the sight of two pink, precious holes waiting for his touch.

"Ngnn... this is really embarrassing... I don’t know what to do anymore, ahn..." Arielle moaned. The sensation was overwhelming. Owen knew every single one of her erotic triggers, and this rimjob was a discovery of a new, hidden peak of pleasure. It felt so intense that she felt her muscles clenching, sensing that she might squirt at any moment from the sheer stimulation.

"Don’t worry, Mom... I will let you enjoy... hehe, I am your son after all."

Guck... guck... guck...

The sound returned as Morenne reminded him of her presence. "We are here too... and we are your future wives... so please don’t neglect us..." she whispered, diving deep. She pushed herself down, hitting his sweet spot with the crown of his cock, making him groan.

"I know that... that’s why I am allowing the three of you to suck my dick willingly," Owen chuckled. He felt powerful, surrounded by their devotion. While he loved the attention of the others, he couldn’t help but be captivated by Arielle. She was perfect—the ultimate MILF—and the forbidden nature of their bond made every touch electric.

"Nghn... ahn... then please give us more time... more... and more..." Pamela added, sliding her cunt against his thigh, craving the friction.

"Ahn... ah... yes, we will use our combined forces... but we need to receive our first share..." Stella intervened, using her hand to stroke him with a fast, rhythmic motion. They could all see it—the vein throbbing hard, the head engorged. It was time for the finish.

"Aahn... ahhn... give us your cum, Wen!" Pamela cried out, bending her body forward, nodding in agreement with the others. They wanted to be showered in his essence first.

"Argh... I am cumming!"

Owen pressed his fingers firmly into Arielle’s ass for a final thrill, and then he released. A thick load of cum rained down onto the faces of the four women. It was a vivid spectacle; all four opened their mouths, looking up as the warm, white rain fell across their cheeks and lips.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

"Ahh! Thank you for the blessing!" Pamela gasped, her face a messy canvas of his release.

"Slurp... ahn... finally, so much cum... ahn... I love dick..." The four of them began eagerly drinking the thick cum that had landed on their faces, licking every drop. Morenne scooped the remnants off her cheek and licked her fingers slowly, as if tasting a gourmet dish.

"Ahn... let me clean this dick for you... ahn... sh..." Arielle, still trembling from her own peak, leaned in. She wanted to reward him with a finishing blowjob, the perfect end to the cycle.

"Ahn... ahn... ah... yes... please harder... faster... ahnn!" Owen groaned.

"You’re really a pervert, Mom! Now cum like a slutty wife who enjoys the dick of her son!" Owen shouted, losing himself in the heat of the moment.

Squelch... squelch... squelch...

"Nggnn... ahn... ag... guck... guck... ahn... ahn, I am cumming!!" Arielle shoved her mouth deep, taking him all the way to the throat for one final, powerful squirt.

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

Her own love juices came gushing out like a tide. Owen used his hand to tap her cunt, feeling the rhythmic pulses of her orgasm.

Plop... plop... plop...

"Ahn... ahn... ahn... yesh... ahnn..." Arielle finally pulled her mouth away and slumped forward onto his chest, completely spent. Her legs remained spread out like a frog’s, open and vulnerable.

"Ahn... ah... yesh... ahnn, please don’t stop..." Arielle whispered, still feeling his finger inside her.

"You are really a mess, Mom. I don’t have any other choice..." Owen lifted his body upright. He looked at the three other women, all of whom were staring at him with starving eyes.

Arielle needed to rest, her body shaking from the intensity. This meant it was time for the other three to seize the opportunity.

"Ahn... ahn... we don’t have time... ahn, please fuck my pussy raw, Wen..." The three of them offered their pussies simultaneously, revealing pink, wet cunts that were starved for his cock.

"Ahn... ahn... ahn, please fuck me... fuck us, hard fucking... we want to get our pussies messed up, Wen... ahn... ah..."

"Yes... please make me your slut again, Wen... I can’t think of anything other than your dick!"

"Fuck us hard with your big cock... ahn, I am a devotee of your big cock, Wen!"

The three of them displayed themselves fully—a sight of raw desire that would make any man gulp hard and question if he had finally stepped into a dream.