Chapter 117 117: Auntie Xue’s Compromise
The next morning.
On Auntie Xue's bed, a lump under the duvet was still moving rhythmically.
Lorze's body was still pressed firmly against Auntie Xue; the two had been locked in carnal combat for the entire night.
They performed a non-stop piston-like grinding, their lips sealed together in a kiss that had never broken.
Auntie Xue was satisfied to the point that saliva leaked from her mouth, soaking the pillow.
Yet they remained clung together, drenched in each other's sweat, their skin completely slick and merged.
The sensation of being stuck together was technically disgusting, yet it felt inexplicably divine.
At the very least, Auntie Xue seemed to crave the stickiness, rubbing her belly against his to feel the friction.
Her expression was dazed, bordering on mindless bliss.
But the most intoxicating part for the Xue Matriarch was their lower halves, which remained fused as one.
She had been relentlessly kissed and impaled by little Lorze for the entire night.
Her core was on the verge of being pounded to pieces, and her "flood" had erupted in wave after wave of cheap, overflowing pleasure.
She had lost track of how many times she had climaxed.
She only knew that Lorze had injected his fish-skin eggs into her at least five times.
He had filled her heart's sanctuary and her "small stream" to the absolute limit, until she couldn't hold a single drop more.
The excess essence was leaking out of her in thick, white puddles.
She had been thoroughly creampied...
Ravished and filled by a teenage boy until she was a broken mess...
The boy hadn't even asked for her permission; he simply forced his lethal seeds into her womb.
Now, she was completely branded with the scent of her own daughter's boyfriend.
Even now, that terrifying tool remained rock-hard inside her pussy.
It continued to hammer against her core, showing zero signs of softening.
It was terrifying; how could he still be this large and hard?
Did he not feel a single ounce of fatigue?
She, on the other hand, was on the brink of physical collapse; another round would surely make her faint from pleasure!
Ah... you're actually starting again?
No! I can't do any more! Auntie Xue is going to be driven insane by exhaustion!
Don't... don't move so fast... I just climaxed... it's too sensitive... you're going to kill me!!!
No! I'm losing it again! AAAAHHH!!!
Xue Xu's body spasmed and jerked; she no longer had the strength to even clamp her legs around his waist.
Her eyes rolled back into her head, her tongue lolled out, and her mind and body felt completely "broken."
She was being destroyed—not just molded into his shape, but physically pounded into a wreck.
Someone... please save me... I'm not being loved, I'm being murdered!
Xue Yi... Little Xue, where are you? Can't you hear the noise in Mommy's room?
Come in here... come and rotate with Mommy... I can't take him all by myself anymore.
Before her thought finished, another hot torrent was blasted deep into her core.
Mother Xue's body convulsed one last time, her "flood" spraying out as her stamina and fluids were finally drained dry...
Only then did Lorze finally release her, stopping the violent thrusts.
He remained draped over her, peppered her skin with kisses, and continued to toy with her body at his whim.
His "wicked" lips roamed over her flesh, leaving marks of his ownership—vibrant hickeys—all over her.
After marking her thoroughly, Lorze finally settled down and began to gently caress her.
"Auntie Xue~, good morning. Are you tired?"
Lorze whispered into her ear, licking her earlobe.
"I... I'm done for... do you really want Auntie to die?"
Mother Xue panted for a long while before she could finally speak, her tongue still hanging out.
The boy kissed her again, teasing her tongue; it felt too good, she couldn't refuse, and she immediately began to dance her tongue with his.
"I just wanted to make Auntie's important first time as satisfying as possible. Don't you like it?"
Lorze looked at her with an expression of pure, "devoted" love.
One had to admit Lorze was a world-class actor; he could pivot from a "trashy fuckboy" to a "hopeless romantic" in a split second.
Even a shrewd judge of character like Xue Xu couldn't tell if he was being sincere.
But the fact that he had satisfied her so thoroughly was undeniable; her brain had permanently memorized the taste of this night.
From now on, she doubted she could survive a single night without his weight pressing her down.
Sigh... whatever... it already happened.
Whether he's a romantic or a predator, the fact that I was ravished all night won't change.
Furthermore, she found that she didn't actually hate being "violated" by him.
Complaining was useless; it was time for damage control and profit-sharing.
"Fine. Auntie felt very good, I admit it. But didn't you promise not to go all the way?"
Mother Xue spoke with a hint of resentment.
"I know, but with a woman as beautiful as you in front of me, how could I stay rational?"
Lorze kissed her forehead as he spoke.
"I don't care about your excuses. Even if it was just a verbal promise, you broke the contract and must be punished."
"And what kind of punishment does Auntie have in mind?"
"Your punishment is to become the 'Man of the Xue Family.' From now on, every action you take must prioritize our family's interests. Any objections?"
"None. But as the Xue Family's man, surely I should have certain privileges?"
"What more do you want? The right to creampie Auntie whenever you want isn't enough?"
"It's not. I want to be the man for ALL the Xue women. What do you say, Auntie?"
"You... you really want to lay a hand on Little Xue and Goddess Xue Tong too? Is having Auntie in your bed not enough to satisfy you?"
"I'm satisfied, but if Auntie wants to try a 'shared' session, I'm more than willing."
Lorze pulled her tighter, his massive "plug" hitting her core again. The stimulation nearly made her collapse for the tenth time.
Mother Xue gasped in terror, quickly locking her legs around him to dampen the sensation.
She realized then that Lorze's stamina was supernatural; that rod seemed like it would never bow down.
Her own soft core, however, was already swollen and aching after the marathon; if he kept going, she'd be physically ruined.
No. I need to rest. I can't do this anymore.
But unless someone replaced her, the boy refused to leave her "stream." It was a deadlock.
"Alright, alright! Stop thrusting! Auntie surrenders!"
"Eat whoever you want. If you have the skill to conquer them both, I won't stop you from sleeping with them."
Mother Xue had to admit she couldn't handle him alone. She needed someone to share the "pain."
While she wasn't thrilled about sharing a husband with her daughters, the alternative was literally dying in bed before the day was over!
She was a "Vixen Queen" of a corporate empire; she couldn't allow herself to perish on the bed of a seventeen-year-old.
It would be much better to frame it as the mother and daughters teaming up to "imprison" a genius boy and ravish him until he submitted, right?
Yes. That's much better for my image!