Chapter 30 A Dining Meal With Two Sluts

"Really?" Vanessa raised a brow as she leaned forward and took a sip of her drink, keeping her eyes fixed on Ivy.

"Nothing at all happened."

Ivy maintained a neutral expression, doing her best not to let anything slip about what had happened. Of course, she couldn’t exactly admit to anything.

"I didn’t say anything," Vanessa replied. "I just thought..."

Ivy raised her brows. "You what?"

"I don’t know. I guess it’s kind of a hunch. You just seemed different this evening."

I barely registered the rest of their conversation. My attention was fixed on Ivy, and I found myself wondering what I could do next. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to experiment a little further.

Perhaps it was time to make some progress.

I activated the system inwardly.

[System: Activation successful. Lustful Intrusion.]

A notification appeared as expected.

Lustful Intrusion is still active? I raised a brow. How?

I brought up the notification again, reading through its details. Apparently, the effects of Lustful Intrusion were still ongoing within the targeted mind.

I went through the information once more, careful not to attract Ivy’s attention.

When I finally glanced at her, our eyes met. I caught a brief smile on her face, and her cheeks were slightly flushed before she quickly looked away.

I watched her for a moment before turning my attention elsewhere.

Interesting.

A chuckle almost escaped my lips, but I managed to hold it back.

She’s still fantasizing about me finger-fucking her asshole?

That thought alone was far more intriguing than I had expected. It also explained why I kept catching her stealing glances at me.

But seriously, this girl really was a slut. Having dinner with her family while fantasizing about her brother finger-fucking her asshole? That was something else entirely.

I decided to make proper use of the opportunity. I wanted to find out just how slutty both of these whores could be.

With that in mind, I addressed the system inwardly.

System, can I remove Lustful Intrusion?

I wanted to know whether removing the intrusion would deactivate the existing thoughts in her mind or simply stop the effect from continuing.

I also wanted to establish a specific distance within which the ability would remain inactive.

As long as I stayed within the boundaries of this enormous house, which was roughly twenty meters or so, the thoughts wouldn’t be terminated.

That sounded diabolical.

After giving it some thought, I decided to delete only two of the thoughts I’d previously implanted, leaving just one: the fantasy of me finger-fucking her asshole while fucking her mouth at the same time.

However, I wanted to try something a little more drastic.

I created another simulation. It still involved her naked body, but this time, I imagined myself lowering my head and pressing my tongue against her pussy, finding her most sensitive spots almost immediately.

Once I was satisfied with the simulation, I confirmed the thought and sent it into her mind.

Almost instantly, I noticed her body tense and react.

Vanessa seemed to notice it too. She glanced at Ivy, whose cheeks had grown noticeably hotter. Ivy shifted slightly in her seat, her pussy lips beginning to twitch.

"Um, Ivy..." Vanessa muttered. "You okay? You look... pale?"

Both women had fallen silent, but I continued eating my spaghetti, pretending not to notice anything unusual.

Vanessa seemed about to say something else, while Ivy struggled to maintain her composure.

At first, she wanted to respond quickly and brush off the question. However, the sensations were becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.

The thoughts felt almost too real, just like before. She had grown somewhat accustomed to the previous ones, but this new experience was something else entirely.

Even as she ate her spaghetti, she could almost feel her brother’s big cock in her mouth and his fingers working against her tight asshole, just as they had moments earlier. Now, she could practically feel his tongue skillfully exploring her most sensitive spots.

The sensations were overwhelming.

No, I’m not okay.

She needed to get out of there. As soon as possible.

Her lips began to tremble, and she could feel herself losing control.

"Can I be excused?" she asked, already preparing to leave.

The moment she began to stand, I noticed her movement and decided to take things a step further.

I created another thought: me thrusting my huge cock into her wet, tight pussy with uncontrollable force.

I immediately sent it into her mind.

Ivy trembled and dropped back into her chair, a loud gasp escaping her lips.

Vanessa quickly reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Ivy, what’s going on? Talk to me."

Ivy froze.

Her face was now completely red, and there was no hiding her embarrassment. She turned towards us, only to find Vanessa and me staring at her with equally concerned expressions.

She struggled to find the right words. All she could think about was the sensation of my huge cock inside her pussy. And despite the situation, she was enjoying every bit of it.

Eventually, she managed a smile and muttered, "It’s nothing. It’s just, um... cramps."

"Cramps?" Vanessa repeated, pausing. "I’ve never seen it get this severe."

"Yeah, it’s new."

"Well, if you’re sure you’re okay, then I guess we don’t need to worry," I muttered.

Ivy paused and glanced at me. Her breathing was still somewhat heavy, but she managed a smile as she stared at the very person she had been fantasizing about only moments earlier.

"You don’t need to worry. I’m good. It’s the food. It’s really tasty," she replied, clearly attempting to change the subject.

She then turned towards Vanessa.

"You did a really good job."

Vanessa paused for a moment and glanced at me. I simply shrugged before returning to my food.

After a moment, she forced a smile. She could tell something was wrong, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

"Um, okay then."

She picked up her food and took another bite.

"Thank you. It’s just a..."

While she was speaking, I had no intention of letting Vanessa off the hook so easily.

I activated another thought manipulation.

Only this time, the image was different.

Through Lustful Intrusion, I could see Vanessa’s entire naked body, with her huge ass facing me. Her pussy still looked sore, and judging by her appearance, she had clearly climaxed several times.

But what really caught my attention was her asshole. It seemed to twitch, almost as though it could somehow feel my gaze resting on it.

Through the thought process, I created several thoughts of my length being stuffed into into her mouth, using the same image of my length she had seen before, only this time, I made sure it was far more erect. Then, I created another thought of myself using that same dick and stuffing it into her asshole without hesitation.

With that, I sent the thoughts straight into Vanessa.

Instantly, her face reddened as the thoughts slammed into her. I could see the effect they were having on her. Her pussy began to quiver, and she froze for a moment.

What was this feeling?

It felt almost as good as when her son had touched her in the living room.

A soft gasp escaped her lips, and Ivy gasped as well. The thoughts seemed to be driving them, pushing their reactions further. But Vanessa was already feeling their effects more. They had barely registered for her, yet she could feel her climax approaching so quickly just by the thought of fucking her own son.

Her legs began to tremble, and she instinctively pressed them together. Before she knew it, her left hand had drifted lower, moving towards the hem of her skirt.

Fuck, I already want to touch myself. I’m at a dining table. I can’t do this.

She tried to snap out of it, but her legs were already growing weaker, and that familiar coil of pleasure was beginning to build.

Vanessa immediately tried to think of a way to escape. Her first instinct was to get away from the dining as quickly as possible. She knew there was no way she could explain why she had cum if her climax did hit.

However, she could already feel that her legs were too weak to move.

What was she supposed to do?

The only thing that came to her mind was to distract herself in a hopeless attempt to hold her climax back.

She looked down at the food in front of her, desperately trying to recall the recipe and focus on the ingredients and their measurements.

It was a desperate attempt to save herself from the embarrassment of her impending climax.

"One... one chili pepper, two... a pinch of curry..."

I could see her mumbling under her breath.

Although I couldn’t tell exactly what was going through her mind, watching her struggle to maintain her composure after everything I’d done to please her felt slightly insulting.

So I decided to destroy what little composure she had left.

I created a third thought and sent it into her.

It was the same thought I’d previously created for Ivy: an image of myself licking her most sensitive parts.

The moment I sent it into Vanessa, her entire body vibrated, causing the table to shake quite noticeably.

Ivy, who was still having her own breakdown, kept her legs pressed tightly together, but the rattle from the table made her glance up and looked at Vanessa.

I acted confused as well as I stared at her.

"Mum, is something wrong?" I muttered with a concerned tone.

However, before she could even figure out what to say, she reached her climax with a thunderous moan, her love juices spilling endlessly from her twitching pussy.