Chapter 203 - 202: Why XXXL?
"..." The man was completely speechless, utterly lost for words after hearing what Arielle had just casually suggested over the line.
"Slurp... slurp... you said to yourself that you were going to do it the entire time you were here, dear. So make sure to buy 100 boxes." Arielle shifted her focus, lapping her tongue sensually over his sensitive asshole—delivering a deep, wet rimjob while playfully fondling his testicles with her hands.
"Y-Yeah... but... why XXXL? I can easily use... XXS..." The man couldn’t help but gulp hard, a cold sweat breaking out across his forehead. What in the world was she thinking?
"Ahh... aren’t they practically the same thing... slurp... slurp...? They’re just a tiny bit bigger..." Arielle’s mind was thoroughly consumed by thoughts of her son’s massive, impressive shaft. As far as she was concerned, her husband could simply fap by himself when he finally made it back to the house.
"A-Ahah... that’s really not how condoms work, dear. It needs to fit properly to actually be of any use..."
"Then just buy the smallest size for yourself, dear... just don’t forget to also buy 100 boxes of the XXXL size. Please consider it a special gift for me... eheh... slurp... slurp..." Arielle pointed her tongue, driving it even deeper against his entrance.
"Ahh, you really are the best, Mom. I can’t even imagine the ridiculous look on that man’s face right now," Owen whispered softly directly into her ear.
"Ngnn... ahh... y-you ordered me to tell him to buy them... so I just followed your instructions! Are you satisfied now...?"
"I’m far more than satisfied. Though who would have guessed you’d insist on him buying dozens upon dozens of boxes?" Owen chuckled under his breath. The poor man remained completely clueless on the other end since the microphone had been muted once again.
"Slurp... slurp... what good is a single 10-pack anyway? You can easily go through that many in a single day... so 100 boxes isn’t too much at all." She slid back around to his hard shaft, taking it deep into her warm, wet mouth once more.
"Haha, excellent point... now that he’s decided to handle his travel plans personally, let’s end this call. We can continue our session in the bath." Owen stood up smoothly, effortlessly lifting her voluptuous body into a comfortable princess carry.
"Ahn... okay." She unmuted the microphone one final time.
"Dear... you mentioned earlier that you were extremely tired, right? You should really get some proper rest now. I have a few more things to take care of here..." Arielle wrapped her arms tightly around Owen’s neck, thoroughly enjoying the royal Queen treatment she was receiving.
"Y-Yes... ha ha. I really do need to get some sleep now... my mind feels like it’s drifting completely elsewhere."
"Don’t worry about a thing. I love you."
"I love you too..." The man sounded completely drained of energy, his spirit utterly broken after the bizarre conversation about 100 boxes of condoms.
"Mwah... don’t forget to buy those condoms! XXXL size!" She finally ended the call, casually tossing the phone onto the soft bed.
"We still have a very long night ahead of us, Mom. So let’s go clean our bodies first—we’re already quite a messy sight." Owen carried her straight into the master bathroom.
Morning eventually came, and as expected, the entire house was left in an absolute state of chaotic bliss... dried cum and sweet juices were splattered across nearly every corner of the room.
"Ahh, another full all-nighter. The sun is already up." Owen glanced over at the gorgeous MILF resting on the mattress, her body completely covered in his thick seed and her own dried love juices.
"You completely sucked me dry, Mom. I guess you won’t be waking up until late in the afternoon." Owen softly closed the bedroom door behind him, ready to begin another busy day.
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"The village festival... hmm, the closing ceremony is set to start around 5:00 PM. I still have plenty of time to wander around. I think it’s about time I paid a little visit to Pamela’s house." Owen smiled, eager to give that stunning MILF a proper, thorough pounding.
"Good morning, Auntie Pam, Uncle! How is your day going so far?" Owen called out cheerfully, waving his hand toward the couple sitting outside their home.
"Wen! What brings you by so early in the morning?" Her husband immediately offered him a spare seat.
"Thank you, Uncle. I just decided to take a stroll and visit a bit. It gets pretty boring just staying inside the house all day."
"Well, I can certainly understand that feeling. It feels so quiet and empty without Pam around during the day—after all, the festival events are practically made just for women." The man let out a short sigh, secretly quite curious about what went on during the festival activities.
"Haha, very true. It’s definitely a bit of a shame... oh, but I heard that the men will actually get to catch a glimpse of the closing ceremony later today." Owen made himself comfortable in the chair.
"Well yes, I heard that directly from Grandma. I’m not entirely sure what kind of closing ceremony it is, but I’m definitely curious to see it." The man held high expectations, excited that the husbands were invited to attend as audience members—even if they were strictly forbidden from doing anything other than watching from afar.
Special seating was arranged exactly 15 meters away from the main stage set up for the final performance.
’Keke, I bet this is going to be the absolute ultimate cuckold experience... hopefully they can refrain from fapping right then and there.’ Owen finalized the details of the closing ceremony in his mind, thoroughly pleased that he was the one pulling all the strings behind the scenes.
What could possibly be a more intensely stimulating sight than watching all the local MILFs? The answer was crystal clear.
"Are you planning on watching the ceremony as well, Wen?"
"Yes, of course. I certainly wouldn’t want to miss such a rare opportunity to see the festival’s climax," he chuckled casually.
"Oh, Owen, could you possibly lend me a hand in the back kitchen?" Pamela asked smoothly, bending her upper body forward right beside his face... causing her heavy, busty tits to jiggle tantalizingly right before his eyes. "I need to fetch some snacks for everyone."
"Hmm, I can easily handle that for you, honey... why are you asking our guest to do chores? That’s quite rude," her husband said as he started to stand up. If it was just bringing out snacks, he could easily manage it himself.
"I’ll take care of it, Uncle... please don’t worry, it’s not rude at all! Besides, I noticed you were really enjoying the morning breeze out here... let me help Auntie Pam out in the back." Owen gently motioned for the man to stay seated.
"Are you sure about that, Owen?"
"Positive, Uncle. Don’t worry about it at all. Stretching my muscles a bit is the main reason I went out for a walk in the first place!"