Chapter 333 - Don’t you want your mommy to be happy?
The girl’s hand shot down. Her small fingers closed around the succubus’s wrist, trying to pull it away. But the succubus kneaded her boob with the other hand—rolling the small, stiff nipple between her fingers—and rubbed the girl’s pussy in slow, deliberate circles.
"Mmh—nn—"
The girl’s protest died in a moan. Her hips bucked forward involuntarily, pressing her hairy cunt against the succubus’s palm. The water sloshed around them.
"You’re wet," the succubus purred against her ear. "Already wet for the man who saved you?"
The girl trembled.
Across the tub, Cruxius was roaming the thick mother’s body.
His fingers—still four of them deep in her stretched pussy—pulled out slowly. The wet sound of the withdrawal made the mother gasp. He dragged his hand up her belly, through the valley of her enormous tits, to her face. He pressed two fingers against her lips.
"Open."
She opened.
Her mouth, swollen from yesterday’s cocks, accepted his fingers. He pushed them deep onto her tongue, making her taste her own ruined cunt—sour, thick, mixed with the cum of dead men. She gagged around his digits.
"Clean them," he said.
Her tongue swirled. Her eyes rolled upward, wet and streaming.
He pulled his fingers free.
Then he grabbed his cock.
Nine inches. Thick. Hard. The dark veins pulsing along the shaft, the crimson head swollen and dripping pre-cum into the water. He positioned it against the crack of her enormous ass.
"Let me pull out the seed they pumped in your belly," he said.
The mother’s eyes widened.
"No—"
SMACK—
His open palm struck her wet ass cheek. The sound cracked across the bathroom.
"HYYAAK~!!"
Her ass bounced from the smack, the pale flesh rippling outward. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolling against her lower lip.
"You’re doing it," she gasped. "It’s bigger than them—bigger than all of them—"
He pressed his cockhead against her loosened anal ring.
"Come on," he said. His other hand went back to her pussy—two fingers sliding into the ruined channel, while his thumb pressed against her clit from above. He worked both holes simultaneously, finger-fucking her cunt while his cockhead nudged her cum-filled ass. "Don’t you want some help?"
Soha moved behind them.
The pregnant woman waded through the water, her dark nipples tight, her belly pressing warm against the mother’s back. Her hands found the mother’s wide hips. Then her thighs.
"Bounce for him," Soha whispered.
She lifted.
Her hands under the mother’s thick thighs, raising her up from Cruxius’s lap, positioning her so her ass hovered above his cock. Then she dropped her.
PAH—
"HAAAIYAANGH~!!"
The mother’s body slammed down onto his shaft. Nine inches drove through her loosened anal in one wet thrust, the cum from yesterday’s men squelching around the intrusion, pouring out of her gaping ring and clouding the water white.
"Fuck—"
The mother’s head snapped back. Her enormous tits swung upward from the impact, the dark nipples pointing at the ceiling, milk dripping in thin threads.
PAH—PAH—
Soha kept bouncing her. Lifting and dropping the thick woman’s hips, using her pregnant belly as leverage, making the mother ride Cruxius’s cock with mechanical, merciless rhythm. Each drop sent his balls slapping against her pussy lips, the wet sounds obscene.
"HAAANGH—OUNGH—HNNNGH~!!"
The mother cried out.
Her tears mixed with the steam. Her ass was on fire, stuffed with a cock thicker than Vekar’s, thicker than the scarred man’s, thicker than the two who had double-fucked her this morning. It dragged through her ruined insides, pulling the accumulated seed of her rapists outward, making it leak in thick globs around his shaft.
The daughter moaned.
Her head fell back against the succubus’s shoulder. The demon’s finger was rubbing her virgin clit in tight circles, her other hand kneading the small breast, pinching the dark nipple. The girl’s eyes were half-closed, her mouth open, her hips rocking against the succubus’s palm.
"Mother—" she gasped.
But she couldn’t see her mother. The steam and the angle and the overwhelming sensation of the demon’s fingers kept her gaze turned inward, toward her own body, toward the handsome man she could hear fucking but not fully witness.
"Mmh—nn—ahh—"
The succubus pressed harder.
The girl’s hairy pussy leaked onto the demon’s palm. The water around them rippled with her trembling.
Cruxius grabbed the mother’s hips.
He stopped letting Soha bounce her. He took over. His hands digging into the soft flesh of her wide hips, pulling her up and slamming her down with the force of his own thrusts.
PAH—PAAAH—
"HAAAANGH—AAANGH—NIEENGHHT~!!"
His cock bottomed out in her anal. The head pressing against the deepest wall of her, the cum of six men squelching around the shaft. His fingers in her pussy curled, pressing the front wall, rubbing the swollen g-spot while his thumb crushed her clit.
"You’re cleaning out," he grunted against her ear. "All their filth. All their seed. Coming out of your ass while I fuck you."
"HNNGH—stop—I can’t—"
"You can."
He smacked her ass again.
SMACK—
"HYAAK~!!"
The mother’s body convulsed. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, her anal tightened around his cock, and suddenly—
She squirted.
Not a drip. A violent, gushing eruption from her cunt, the clear fluid mixed with thick white globs of yesterday’s cum, firing out around his fingers and splashing into the water. Her back arched, her enormous tits bouncing wildly, the milk spraying in thin arcs.
"HAAAIYAANGH—AAANGH—HAAAANGH~~!!"
At the same moment, the daughter came apart.
The succubus’s fingers had found the exact rhythm. The girl’s virgin body, overwhelmed by the demon’s touch and the sounds of fucking and the image of her savior, hit its crest.
"AANGH—HNN—AAH~~!!"
Her small body arched backward against the succubus, her small tits pointing upward, her hairy pussy flooding the demon’s hand with thin, hot virgin slick. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth wide open, a high, cracked cry bouncing off the marble walls.
Both mother and daughter orgasmed.
The bathroom filled with their overlapping screams.
The mother’s thick body jerking on Cruxius’s cock, her anal milking his shaft in desperate, rhythmic clenches, her pussy still gushing around his fingers. The daughter trembling hard against the succubus, her virgin cunt pulsing, her small frame shaking with the force of her first adult orgasm.
The succubus smiled.
She pinched the girl’s small nipple.
Hard.
The girl yelped.
"Have you gotten a crush on him?" the succubus whispered.
The girl trembled.
Her eyes found Cruxius through the steam. At his abs. At his hands full of her mother’s hips. At his cock buried in her mother’s ass. She bit her lip. Her face flushed scarlet.
She nodded.
Small. Barely perceptible. But definite.
Cruxius turned the mother.
His hands on her waist, twisting her around on his lap so she faced him. Her enormous tits pressed against his chest, her belly soft against his abs, his cock still buried nine inches deep in her anal from behind. She looked at him through her tears.
"What are you doing?" she gasped. Her voice was completely wrecked.
"Nothing," he said.
His face was inches from hers. His breath warm on her lips.
"Just making her forget those men. Those evil men who fucked you." He thrust upward, making her jolt. "Don’t you want your mother to be happy?"
He looked at the daughter.
The girl, still trembling in the succubus’s arms, met his eyes.
"Indeed," she whispered. "I want her to be."
The succubus chuckled.
"Then let her enjoy it," she said. "I’ll accompany you."