Chapter 65: Show Me If You Swallowed Every Bit Of My Seed
Guck... guck... guck...
"Suck it deeper, Mom! You are not even halfway!" Owen roared, his restraints completely unleashed now that the call from his pathetic father was done.
"Immbb... guckk... tryingnn... guckkm... myyhh... beshttt... guckk... guck..." Her eyes rolled backward as Owen shoved his cock deeper, forcing her virgin throat to receive his thick, monstrously sized cock.
"Don’t speak and work your mouth instead, Mom! Five minutes have passed, so you need to move with some hustle!" Owen shoved his cock again and again, forcing her to swallow her own coughs.
Guck... guck... guck...
’So... delicious... Ahh, my son’s thing is so good. I might get addicted to— No! This is... for research... Ahhnn.’
Never in her wildest thoughts did she think being roughly shoved would feel so good. Her mind had completely lost control of her thoughts.
’The best blowjob from my Mom! Her mouth is sucking me dry with the way she uses her tongue and throat! Arghh!’
"I’m about to cum, Mom! Take my seed, orahh!!" Owen pressed her head down as he pushed his cock forward, shoving all twelve inches straight down her throat.
Spurtt!!!!.. spurttt!! Spurttt!!!
A thick, milky volley of cum filled her mouth and went right down her throat straight into her stomach. Hot milk for a glorious morning... good for heating the body.
"Aahh... take it all. Drink all my seed as my thanks for taking care of me, Mom." Owen felt like his balls were being sucked dry by her virgin, pussy-like mouth. She was truly a mother full of wonders, ready to be ravaged by her treasure-hunter son.
"Pwahhh... hah... hah... ha..." Arielle breathed heavily as Owen pulled his cock out.
"Open your mouth, Mom. Show me if you swallowed every bit of my seed."
"Ufppp... gulp... gulp..." She gulped down the remaining fluid on her tongue; the sticky cum was hard to swallow.
"Hoho... what a hardworking. That’s why I love you to the deepest part of my heart, Mom..." Owen looked down at her full effort.
Arielle opened her mouth wide, showing a mouth without a single speck of cum left. She had savored everything, her eyes heated.
"Look how greedy you are, Mom." He arranged her messy hair that was covering her face.
"I-I’m not greedy... You forced me to drink all of it..." Her eyes darted away.
"You could have just spit it out, Mom, if you didn’t love my seed. Yet you closed your eyes and sucked it dry..."
"N-no, you are making me scandalous as a Mother."
"Are you seriously saying that, Mom?"
"E-enough with that, you spoiled... D-did I satisfy you? Hah... hah..." She looked up to see his face. Arielle was not going to take any more chances of getting teased.
"Now you are asking that... hehe, I think you are the one who is satisfied here, Mom."
Arielle turned her head, a guilty look on her face. She had literally lost her sanity for a brief moment after receiving that godly shoving. It hurt, but it was so good.
There is an old saying that goes: The more it hurts, the more it feels good.
It was odd... yet it was exactly what she was feeling today. It was so addictive that she wanted to receive more.
"Of course, Mom... but you still need to clean it up. Look how messy it is. You are still new to this, so I will forgive you." Owen signaled to her to clean up the remaining cum on the shaft and some that had flowed down onto his balls.
"Hmmmn..." She nodded her head and licked the remaining cum, even slurping everything down with her tongue completely out.
Slurp... slurp... slurp...
’Hoh... nothing really beats this kind of feeling.’ Owen recalled the blowjob he had received from Morenne; she was superb when it came to blowjobs. She was even fiercer because of the thrill of potentially getting caught by her husband while doing the deed at the back of the barn.
Slurp... slurp... slurp...
Arielle slowly moved upward as she finished cleaning his balls and the lower part of the pole.
"Why do you need to put more effort today regarding the festival, Mom? I can just give you what you desire, you know~?" Owen said. He was really curious about how her mind worked.
Arielle already knew that Owen wouldn’t stop—not now that she was already in his grasp.
Yet she still insisted on taking part in the upcoming festival, where she would get her fruit pounded before the festival even started.
Countless things could happen in two days... and harvesting her fruit was only a matter of time.
"Slurp... slurp... I meant what I said, my dear Wen~... slurp... slurp..." Her tongue twisted as it moved with precision around the head.
"Then I will just pound you today, Mom... don’t go to the meeting~," he offered as his blood began to boil again.
"N-no... it won’t happen today or tomorrow..." She finally cleaned everything up as she slowly stood up.
"Heh... then why did you spread your legs last night like a slut, Mom~?" Owen rubbed his cock against her ass—not against her dress, but right against her panties! He made his move as fast as possible, without giving her any time to react.
"I-it’s... because of Morenne..." She tried her best to get away, but unfortunately, she was too fragile compared to the masculine, lean body of Owen.
"How bad of you to throw the blame onto my Aunt. You are just a real slut who wants to spread her legs wide for her own son, Mom~"
Owen slipped his hand onto her tits, fondling them as he pleased.
"Ahnn... N-no..."
"Then... why did you agree to give me a blowjob, Mom, while talking to Dad without any protest? Are you saying that I’m the one doing something bad here, Mom~?"
"Ahnn... ahnn... ahnn... I didn’t say that... ahnn."
"Hehe... look how your tits are acting, Mom. They’re already erect, you know~?" Owen pinched her nipples, which were clearly pushing against the dress she was wearing, already completely hard.
"D-don’t touch them, ahhnn... my dress might get messy, my dear Wen... ahhn..." she said, yet her body was not listening to her words at all, absolutely loving what Owen was slowly doing to her.