Breeding MILFs: Debauched Hero

I was flustered. I never expected to see that here.

I didn’t want to believe my eyes.

The energy in Alpa’s body was none other than Kahlum.

"No, how can this be? Grant is dead, isn’t he?"

He’s completely dead. Gone, I tell you.

But why does Kahlum persist?

"That’s impossible. Then...?"

It felt like I’d been hit hard in the back of the head. The Goddess’s words seemed quite credible.

Because Grant wasn’t originally a human who wielded Kahlum.

Even before becoming a transcendent being, and after. I don’t know when he first came into contact with Kahlum.

He was someone who wielded the power of light, like the Master of Dawn.

I was flustered. It was an unexpected situation. Ah, I’m getting dizzy.

"It doesn’t seem to be a complete possession state like the Black Army."

"Couldn’t I do it?"

I sighed deeply and nodded. I might be able to do it.

No, perhaps only I can in this world.

"Yes. After Grant’s Transmigration, Kahlum felt strangely familiar to me. I felt it constantly when I fought him body-to-body."

I recalled the time I fought a desperate battle with him. Kahlum, piercing through my invincibility, was terrifying.

The Goddess groaned uneasily.

I guess so. But what are the chances of success?

I am Lucian. I am Lucian.

I wasn’t Grant himself.

Could I handle it as skillfully as Grant? Or what if Alpa dies while I’m extracting Kahlum, like a medical accident?

"Is this how doctors feel before surgery? I’m fucking nervous."

As I pondered a bit more, the door opened. I prepared to knock out Alpa, thinking it was him, but it was Anya.

"How is he? My son...."

I shook my head. Let’s be honest.

"First off, he’s not in a good state."

"Ah, oh...!"

Anya despaired. I scratched my cheek, looking at her.

"But don’t worry. I know a way. Though it’s a 50-50 chance."

Anya’s face brightened for a moment. Then she expressed doubt.

"50-50?"

"Alpa, that thing. I don’t know where he got it, but he’s addicted to Kahlum."

"Kahlum? Ah, I’ve heard of it. The natural energy the Butler is researching!"

"Natural energy... is that what it’s called? Anyway, if we extract all of it, Alpa can live."

Anya hesitated for a moment. She seemed to be wondering if she should say this.

Soon, she gathered her courage.

"What if you can’t extract it?"

"He’ll die."

I said it indifferently. I shrugged. Alpa wasn’t a complete stranger; I knew him to some extent.

But his addiction to Kahlum seemed to be purely by his own will.

I didn’t feel the need to give her hopeful words. Rather, saying such things when there was no possibility was something only hypocrites would do.

Or fools.

"Extracting Kahlum is definitely not an easy task. I really understand how doctors feel now."

I felt like a doctor performing surgery on a patient who might die.

Still, I had to remain calm.

After all, people must prepare for tomorrow as much as they diligently live today.

I stroked Anya’s despairing back.

"I’ll extract it somehow. Just like I instantly healed you."

"Please, I beg you, hngh...."

I clicked my tongue and looked down at her. She cried as if the world was collapsing right now.

I smiled wickedly. Should I ask that question here?

"But, who’s more important, me or Alpa?"

"Y-yes, yes...?"

"Answer quickly."

A mischievous and wicked question. Anya’s pupils trembled, then she lowered her head. After hesitating, she answered.

"You, Master...."

I shook my head and laughed. It was a situation that made me laugh.

"Kukuku, I’ll do my best. If it doesn’t go well, be prepared."

"Y-yes...."

Her drooping reply made me feel like my mood would drop too.

I lightly stretched my neck. Pondering how Grant had handled Kahlum, I spoke.

"But to do that, I need to receive power."

"Power?"

"Gotcha!"

"Ahhhk...♥"

I knocked Anya down. With my index and middle fingers together, I poked her pussyhole. As if she were now tamed by me, her pussyhole accepted it on its own.

Anya was flustered, yet a smile bloomed on her lips.

"Oh my, Master. Now is not the time...!"

"Don’t worry. We’ll see later when it gets dark. At night."

I shoved the finger, wet with Anya’s pussy juice, into her mouth and swirled it around.

Anya savored it deliciously. Leaving her behind, I entered the master bedroom.

I spent time like that until midnight. Most of it was napping.

I opened my eyes at the sound of the owl hooting. I lightly stretched and looked at Anya. She was unable to move, worried about Alpa.

I suppose it’s because he’s her only child. But is he really that precious?

"No, wait. If my daughters were like that, I think I’d go crazy too."

Huh, becoming a parent makes you understand instantly.

"Take it off."

"Y-yes...♥"

Both she and I were naked. I came out of the master bedroom with her. Anya asked cautiously.

"Um, isn’t this dangerous?"

"It’s fine. Now, stand in front of Alpa’s door."

"Like this?"

"Lift your butt."

Like a whore seducing me to ram my dick into her. Anya slightly lifted her butt in front of the door.

I fondled my meat pole, then inserted it in one go.

Squelch!

"Hah-heuk...♥"

"This is a kind of ritual. A ritual to save your son."

"Heung..heut♥ I feel like strange sounds are going to come out♥ Please, somewhere else...."

"Are you resisting?"

When I lowered my voice, Anya flinched. She shook her head.

"No, I’m not."

"It doesn’t matter anyway. It’s a ritual, so perform it with a reverent heart...!"

Plap-Plap-Plap!

After inserting, I stirred the inside of her pussy with my dick.

Anya gasped for air.

"Hea... Keuheut♥"

She covered her mouth with her hand. But it would be futile.

I grinned and piston-stroked her crudely. As if it were fine for her to be slammed against the door while being fucked by my dick.

Squelch-Squelch-Squelch!

I thrust my meat pole like crazy. Anya trembled intermittently, only spilling sticky pussy juice.

"Eungheut...♥"

She placed one hand on the door, her lower body trembling wildly. Her pussyhole greatly expanded, then began to gush out all its lubricant.

"You really are a born slut, aren’t you? Your son might wake up, but your pussy’s already gone wild, hasn’t it?"

"Eung-huuuk♥ You’re coming in too deep.... Heung..haah...heut♥"

Anya desperately tried to suppress her moans. I gently massaged her butt, then slapped it down.

"You like it, so why hold back? You bitch."

I firmly gripped Anya’s pelvis. I rammed into her like crazy.

There was no technique or anything.

I simply, solely, devastated Anya’s pussyhole with pure force and speed.

Thwack-Thwack! Plap-Plap-Plap!

My dick, wrapped by her vaginal walls, began to pound her uterus. Anya continuously made gasping sounds and lowered her head.

"Eung... Heung...heung♥ Master♥"

"Heuu, haah...!"

After thrusting for a while, an interesting thought came to me. I wet my index finger with saliva and poked her asshole.

Squelch!

After poking, I swirled it around in a circle. Her asshole tightened around my index finger as if it had received a command in advance.

"The grip is no joke, is it? This place is well-developed too, I tell you."

"No, Eung..heut♥ There, sounds will come out...♥"

"You can’t even stand that much? You’re just a back-alley bitch, I tell you. A low-class whore."

I added my middle finger and stirred her asshole. As I poked the fleshy walls inside her asshole, Anya’s entire body became drenched in sweat.

"If you poke with two fingers like that, Eung-hieek.. Stop, ahh-heok♥ Haaang♥"

Anya finally let out a loud moan. I continued piston-stroking, watching how she would react.

Alpa’s voice was heard from beyond the door.

"What? Mom?"

"Uh? U-uh, yeah."

"Haa, what is it?"

"Th-that... Heung♥ Th-that... Want some late-night snack? Hah-heu...♥"

I smiled and thrust my dick hard. Anya swallowed her moans, enduring the pressure.

"Fuck, are you kidding me? What’s with the late-night snack talk? Just get lost!"

"O-okay... Sorry!"

Anya looked back at me. Her face was sulky.

"Good sense, my bitch."

"Master, please, Haaang♥"

"Alright, I’ll give you a gift."

Plap-Plap-Plap! Squelch-Squelch!

I mercilessly rammed my dick in. Anya desperately bit her arm, trying to endure her moans.

Like an animal, I just kept fucking, gripping her pelvis tightly.

Her pelvis was very beautifully shaped, having been managed. I gripped that pelvis as if to break it and piston-stroked.

"You like it too, don’t you? Imagine your son peeking at you."

"Heung..I’ve never had such lewd thoughts♥ Haang...heut♥ Master’s dick, haaang♥"

Anya made a nasal sound, her butt trembling slightly.

"I’m cumming in you again to help you get pregnant. Receive it gratefully."

"Y-yes♥ Sex ritual, haaang♥"

Feeling the urge to cum, I plunged my dick as deep as possible.

Splurt-Splurttt-Spluuuuuurrrrrrrrt!!!!

I leaned on her as I came. I licked the beads of sweat on Anya’s back and smiled.

"Alpa, your mom is mine, you know."

With a momentary sense of accomplishment, I pulled out my meat pole. I came again. On her butt and back.

"Haah...haah...haaa"

I caught my breath and instructed Anya.

"You go to sleep. Ah, before that, I should wash up a bit."

"Y-yes...♥"

I headed to the bathroom with Anya, who was smiling like a cheap whore. It seems tonight might be a long one.