Chapter 821: The Fun Never Ends
"Are you having fun, darling?"
Asmodeus froze in place, leaving his shaft flopped over Alice’s plump rear, caught in the act by Vinea, who slept beneath them. His eyes lowered, meeting hers as she waved back, emanating an aura of rage.
"Uhm, well, can’t you see?"
’Of course I fucking did! Alice has the tightest ass of all my wives!’
But he couldn’t just admit that, Vinea might rip his cock off.
He chose to slow things down, breaking from the intense situation by pulling himself away from Alice, who had fainted mid-climax. His feet staggered back, slapping his cock against his thighs as he almost slipped.
"Damn it!" He cursed, dropping onto the spare chair with a bemused smile.
A thick string of semen clung to the tip of his manhood, connected to Alice’s glistening lips, which drooled viscous globs onto Vinea’s chest.
"Wow, you two are amazing. I brought you here to have sex, after fighting with Ciela and injuring myself, but look at this?!" Vinea tore herself from the sofa, glaring at Asmodeus and her unconscious Aunt. "You two, fucking right above my face... pretending I don’t exist!"
She crept closer while maintaining eye contact, and there was no chance he could get away with this one. Despite his attempts to make a plan, nothing came to mind.
Instead, he decided to accept it, ’Sometimes you just have to take the loss.’
"I’ll make it up to you." He tried to speak in the most honest, soft, and affectionate tone.
Vinea shook her head, having none of his bullshit this time and slid between his thighs, watching him without speaking.
"To think that I was so happy, so happy to make up with you."
Vinea squatted between his legs as she gently grasped his shaft, eyes leering at the vulgar shape.
"Did it mean nothing at all to you? You used my personal size to fuck my Aunt senseless..."
Her hand tightened around him as she sighed and narrowed her eyes.
"Don’t you think it’s unfair?"
His mind raced as he tried to find a way to answer this thread, posing it as a question correctly. "No, it’s not... but what can I do?" He shrugged after answering, unable to think of a possible solution.
"There’s no need to threaten me." Once again, her eyes sharpened as she slapped his cock with the back of her hand. "Change it!"
"Ah!?" He gasped, trying to cover it from her assault.
However, she squeezed him tighter with her upturned eyes. "Hehe, this is quite novel... hey~ take the shape she likes. I want to see the cock my Aunt loves so much that she married you."
"Uh... are you sure?" He didn’t hesitate out of fear, but worry for his wife.
He could easily change shape—but what if he hurt her? Their bodies were completely different.
"What, are you worried?" She continued jerking him off with the flick of her wrist, flicking over his sensitive glans with her long nails.
He struggled to meet her gaze as his cock swelled in her hand. "Of course I am... Ngh...!"
"Oh~ did you just moan?" Her voice twisted, sweet and mocking.
"Vinea!"
Vinea jerked faster, her eyes narrowing as she panted.
"Mmmmm, call my name more, baby. Go on. Keep going."
His viscous fluids smeared all over her palm with each movement.
He leaned back into the chair, enduring the strange experience of being on the receiving end for a change. "Vinea....!"
His muscles tightened violently as she leaned closer.
"Come for me, spurt all over my hand, you dirty little bitch."
She squeezed his tip between her fingers.
Her tongue extended above his swollen head as her hand continued sliding along his shaft.
His cock sank deeper into her mouth as her lips tightened around his glans.
"Mmmph~ Gluuuuk....Gluuuub."
She glanced up, holding his attention momentarily, and then averted her gaze, before lowering again and instead focused on the cock in her mouth.
Her mouth loosened midway as she asked.
"Shall I keep going?"
Asmodeus gathered his thoughts.
Although he could keep this going, he didn’t want to argue with his wife, seeing her so upset hurt him just as much.
He reached out, stopping her movements as she slid up and down his shaft.
"Vinea."
"Mmph?!"
Her eyes met his as her lips loosened and released his cock, which flopped to the side, covered in spit.
The pair watched each other quietly, as a series of viscous strands of her saliva dribbled to the carpet from the tip of his cock.
"Slrrrrrp... what’s wrong, huh?"
She swallowed the saliva back into her mouth with a powerful suction.
"Do you really want to experience it, the cock your aunt likes, I mean?"
Asmodeus lowered his hand, slowly taking hold of his cock, stroking himself as she had done a moment earlier, letting her watch his hand slide over his glans. "Answer me, Dear Wife."
Her throat bobbed, following his hand with her eyes.
"W-What if I do?!"
She averted her gaze but sneakily peeked at him from the corners of her eyes.
He ignored her cute action and smiled back
"Okay then, be a good girl and undress for me."
"E-Eh?!"
His speed increased as the shape of his penis started transforming.
While his fingers wrapped around the glans, it became slightly thinner, then almost doubled in length.
"I know that you like a nice thick cock~ Vinea. But you see..."
His palm caressed the tip, smearing his precum with her spit, as the tip tripled in size and small bumps grew along the daunting shaft.
"Alice really likes it when my cock crushes her womb, and stimulates her sensitive spots at the same time."
"Oh wow..." Vinea’s shoulders trembled as she bit into her lip.
She watched intently.
"You look quite impressed." He joked, trailing his eyes down to her fingers pressing against her slit, circling through the thin cloth.
The moment her eyes met his, he continued.
"Take off your clothes."
Vinea staggered to her feet, as if she were some soldier ordered by her commander.
First came her tunic, the leather cracking as she popped the buttons off one by one, twisting her body to exaggerate her hips while her eyes remained locked on him, and she slowly slid the jacket off her shoulders.
It fell in the distance, while she moved her fingertips to the hook of the black, laced bra wrapping her heavy, rounded breasts. Her lips curled as she leaned forward, the sudden droop amplifying their bountiful shape and her deep cleavage.
"Hey~ how do I look?"
Asmodeus leaned back, his hand accelerating with a wet squish, "You look good... really good! Can’t you see, just by looking at how hard I am now?"
She lowered her gaze, staring at his cock with wide eyes.
"D-Don’t you think that’s a little too...."
There was a subtle noise as she cleared her throat.
"...Long?"
His lips curled.
"I’ll take the compliment, babe."
"S-Shut it...!"
Despite her quickly shooting him down, her lips curled into a beaming smile.
After adjusting herself, she slipped both hands into her waistband and let the garment slide to the floor with little effort.
Vinea stepped free, now wearing nothing but a pair of soft black tights and an alluringly seductive black thong with small hearts.
She spread her arms and popped her hips, the plump curve jiggling slightly as she stood in front of him, silently waiting.
"Oh, this is truly a sight to behold..."
Asmodeus slowed his movements, letting her eyes settle on the swollen tip before covering it as he examined her almost perfect figure. "Show me how much you want it, turn around and let me see your perky ass up close."
"A-Asmodeus!"
She snapped back, the fire in her eyes burning for a fight.
He simply leaned back, letting his cock slip free from his fingers, drooling thick, viscous fluid from the tip as it flopped from side to side.
"Ah..."
However, she stopped herself.
As if her resistance to his arrogance crumbled.
"P-Please.... enjoy..."
Her voice trembled as she slowly turned around, facing away.
She stood less than a metre away, and he could almost feel the heat coming from her body.
Vinea swayed seductively as she leaned forward and slowly lowered her black tights, inch by inch. Then smacked her own ass, grabbing the soft flesh and spreading her cheeks, which revealed her small wrinkled hole and soaking cunt.
"W....well, how is it.... do you like my ass? How is it compared to.... Ahhhn?!"
Asmodeus pulled her onto his lap, his long cock sliding along her slit, spreading her soft lips as his tip poked against her swollen bead. "Does this answer your question? You’re the sexiest knight I’ve ever met."
"Nnn.... it... does..... Baby.... I want to do it.... can we?"
Vinea’s voice sounded like melted chocolate to his ears. Slowly raising her hips, he pressed the tip of his cock against her softness.
The small opening spread further as he adjusted the angle.
As he was about to penetrate, he leaned over her shoulder and whispered, "I’ve really missed your pussy, Nea."
The sweet scent of her body mixed with his as she grabbed his head while bouncing gently, stroking his shaft with the soft flesh of her ass and guiding his cock into her hole before, groaning in his ear. "I’ve wanted this cock more!"