Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Unsure why Lilith was so wet on all fours. She shook, gasping with a strained frustration. I felt my fingers being devoured within her depths as she gave me a succulent moan. Shudders raced up her body, bringing about a wave of goosebumps, vibrating the air with her seductive scent and her lewd mewls as my finger teased her little cunt.

“Why are you so wet?” I asked, unsure why Lilith burned like a furnace. My fingers bent up, gracing the inner walls that seemed to beg for something more.

“Hmm~ aah~ Arsene~” Tantalizing moans echoed from her sweet lips, darkened my mind. Lilith’s arms gave, and her head pressed against the grass. I stared at the small stream of pristine liquid feeding the plants until it pooled, and all that was left was her sinful moans.

‘I’m…Ready~Hmm~Ahh~”

I teased her till I saw her nibbling on the grass through frustrated eyes. I removed my fingers from inside, feeling the cool air brush against them.

“Lilith…” I teased, smacking her ass. She gushed, moaning so hard into the dirt her cunt practically plumped up like a ripe peach. “You seem so… sensitive,” I said, enthralled by the throbbing heat pulsing off her, seething with the sweet, delicate nodes of luscious honey. “When was the last time we fucked.”

“I…I…I don’t know,” She said, and for a moment, I couldn’t believe the tone in which she spoke… It was almost reserved… shy, as if she were too embarrassed to answer. It was a tone I hadn’t heard since we… since we were kids.

How long ago was that… haha~

“When was the last time you played with yourself?” I continued, enjoying the view of her curves I could lay my head upon. Soft, smooth, and plump with a spring to it.

“Ever~Everyday,” Lilith muttered, allowing her fingers to rummage through the garden. She shuddered through low, sharp gasps. I watched as she stabbed her fingers in, grunting like a bitch-in-heat: Though I was no different watching her play with herself.

“Beg”

Lilith froze, and I could practically hear her brain turning, but it brought such satisfaction as she pulled her fingers out and parted the walls to her entrance with two fingers.

“F-F-F-Fuck me,” She stammered to say, burning a fire in me. I gritted my teeth at the blood flowing all the way down to my cock, throbbing uncontrollably.

“Is that how you beg?” I pushed, gracing my cock against her entrance, listening to her purr with unsatisfied mewls. “My wife, you’ll have to do better than that.”

‘Damn you,’ I heard her say. “Sene! Destroy my little cunt until I scream like a whore! AAAAAh~”

Plunging in, I felt Lilith’s inside writhe around me, seizing with such a tightness I found myself leaning on her back.

“You’re really into this,” I said, groaning beside her ear, vastly underestimating that sinful abyss of lust she carried between her legs. I bit her ear, tasting the salty-sweet sweat gathering from her pores.

Lilith had all but started to shake, convulsing uncontrollably. “You know… I sometimes forget you can’t cum until I do. Your physiology demands we both finish, or none of us do.” I told her, unsure how long I could last myself. ” So, how does it feel.”

“Arsene~” She squealed, as her inside seemed to spiral out of control in a chaotic fashion I’d never felt before.

And there I saw. I felt her urinate before my very eyes, unable to hold in her faculties.

“God~” She moaned, arching her back up. I cupped her cheeks before they could fall back down, plunging the very fingers that graced her insides into her mouth. Lilith suckled on them, allowing her tongue to twirl about as though it were my cock.

I began before it was too late, propelling my hips back and forth, enjoying her chaotic insides, writhing me till I grunted with each thrust. Sweat slipped from our bodies in a dance. When I flipped her over on her back, entranced by the way her breast flopped, pressing my lips against hers, I suckled on her small tongue that seemed to intertwine with my own.

I couldn’t even bring myself to hold back and enjoy her crazed expression as I filled her inside. Lilith’s legs shot up with the arching of her back.

I came.

“AAAAAAAAAH~SENE!” She squealed, following the screaming of my children. Lilith and I stood shaken, sharing in a pleasure that ravaged our minds to such a degree I couldn’t even pull out, In fear I’d go mad. “To-To-To-To-To-To-much!~” she continued, “SENE I CAN’T STOP CUMMING~AAAAAAH~.” ｂｏ𝚟𝚕.

Lilith squirted over my chest in an arc of nectar that came like a blinding flash. The stimulation had been so great, continuing for a good three minutes that felt like years, as she stood there, broken by pleasure.

“Fuck~” I muttered, finding myself comparing myself to women at the multiple orgasms ravaging my body. I quivered, staring down into her teary red eyes.

“I love you~” She said, pressing her lips over mine before I could reply. She collapsed back down with the silliest of smiles. “Sene… What was that?” she asked after we caught our breaths.

“No idea,” I told her, resting my head over her breast, still short of breath. “New body and powers… I guess.” but that had been both the shortest and best sex of my life. “You good for another round?”

“No,” she admitted with a laugh. “I… don’t think I can go anymore,” she said, still trembling. And for once, I agreed. I was absolutely good.

For a good while, we rested, listening to the cries of our children, but neither of us moved. They were fed, clothed, changed, and with each other. Though it was weird for Iza and Ves to watch us so intensely, I heard Lilith laughingly whisper, “We might have to seal that memory. Can you imagine if their first memory is of their parents fucking.”

“Great memory if you ask me,” I told her, the most comfortable I’ve ever been.

“Sene,” Lilith said with blame, brushing her finger through my hair.

I looked up at her, “I wanna try your breast milk.”

“Your… you’re so weird.”

“I can guarantee you all fathers have done so! It’s a male tradition.” I defended as the absolute truth. The word of god even.

No way we men would allow our kids to latch on to our wife’s tits for months without trying it at least once. The way Iza and Ves ogle Lilith generally makes me jealous. No way breast milk is that good… Right?

With a gale of pearly laughter quelling our children’s cries, Lilith looked at me. “Go ahead, silly.”