“Mother… are you in there?!”
Evelina froze, her blood turning to ice as she heard her daughter’s voice outside the door. Panic slowly seized her as she realized the compromising position she was in.
‘Why is she here?!’
“Wh-what is it, darling!” she managed to call back, her voice trembling.
Puh~ pah~ clap~
Lucian didn’t stop. His hips continued to thrust, his c0ck still buried deep in her tight ass.
Lucian’s grip tightened as he moved. Her body tensed, her back arching with each movement, the tightness of her an*l hole gripping his penis firmly.
She felt every inch of his c0ck, her inner muscles adjusting, the sensation both overwhelming and foreign.
Each push tested her limits, sending waves of sensation through her, and she could feel the strain as her body tried to accommodate his length.
He leaned forward, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, “I wonder what will your little daughter think if she sees her mother being f*cked like a wh*re!”
Mmmhh~
Evelina bit her lip hard, stifling a moan as Lucian’s pace increased. The fear of being caught only heightened her arousal, her body trembling with both terror and ecstasy.
“Mother, I must speak with you — it’s urgent! I went to your room, but when you weren’t there, your maid said you’d be here.” Amelia’s voice rang out again, more insistent this time.
“J-just a moment, darling!” she called out, her voice shaky. Evelina struggled to keep her voice steady.
She tried to pull away from Lucian, but he held her hips firmly in place.
“Don’t you dare move,” he growled in her ear, continuing to thrust into her relentlessly.
Evelina’s earlier playful demeanor had dissolved entirely, leaving only a potent mix of pleasure and panic.
Lucian’s thick, pulsing length stretched her sh!thole in ways she had never experienced before, sending waves of heated ecstasy coursing through her body, yet her mind was racing with fear.
“Your Highness, please…” she gasped, her voice trembling as she struggled to suppress a loud moan, “You can fuck my three holes all night… nnhmm… but we must stop now — my daughter…”
Panic flared in her eyes, the thought of her daughter finding her behaving like a cheap prostitute, reduced to nothing but a wh*re under his control, lost in the overwhelming tide of lust.
What would her daughter think, seeing her mother so shamelessly riding a young man’s c0ck as if she were nothing more than a desperate bitch?
Lucian, without missing a beat, increased his pace, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction.
“Isn’t this what you craved, Evelina?” he growled, his movements relentless, “To be treated like a cheap wh*re? Don’t deny it — you’re loving every second of this, don’t you? Then why hide?! Let you daughter see your true face!”
Evelina found herself biting down on her lip to suppress the sounds threatening to escape her throat.
The roughness of his touch sent shivers down her spine, heightening the thrill, yet the lingering fear of being caught only intensified the moment, making it all the more dangerous and intoxicating.
“Mother? Are you okay? I’m coming in…” The sound of the turning doorknob echoed ominously in the room.
In an abrupt movement, Lucian withdrew from her assh*le, leaving a void within Evelina that yearned for him.
“We’re not finished,” he murmured lowly, guiding her back towards him with a firm grip.
From his position of kneeling behind her, he moved with fluid grace as he lowered himself onto the bed, never releasing his hold on her.
sluch~! Aaahh~
His grip on her slim waist tightened, guiding her to sit fully on his rigid dick as her body trembled, teetering on the edge of release, though she remained silent, her breath shallow with the effort to control herself, the sudden fullness making her shudder.
Just as Lucian started to increase his rhythm again, the door creaked open revealing Amelia standing at its threshold.
Quick thinking had led Lucian to drape a blanket over them just in time.
To Amelia’s eyes, it appeared as if her mother was merely seated on the bed; Lucian’s form concealed beneath the fabric folds.
Oblivious to what lay beneath, Amelia began stating her intentions.
As Amelia spoke, Evelina fought hard to focus on her words while waves of pleasure continued to ripple through her body due to Lucian’s movements within her.
“Mother,” Amelia’s voice floated into Evelina’s consciousness, “I need a few moments of your time. There’s something I need your advice on…”
She felt on the verge of shattering, her body thrumming with pleasure as Lucian pumped his fat mushroom into her taboo hole, but she couldn’t let Amelia discover that her mother was being f*cked right before her eyes.
Lucian’s fingers explored Evelina’s motherly body beneath the blanket cloak, teasing her ample breasts with a rough touch while kneading them and pinching her hard nipples.
sluch~! sluch~!
As Lucian’s relentless rhythm persisted, Evelina felt the heated pulse of extreme pleasure coursing through her lower body.
Every nerve ending seemed to be aflame as she fought to suppress the waves of ecstasy threatening to break her silence.
Evelina strained to focus on her daughter’s words, but Lucian’s unyielding invasion was making it nearly impossible.
She could feel herself teetering on the brink, her body trembling with an insatiable desire.
Amelia began outlining her issue, and Evelina leaned back, biting down on her lower lip in an attempt to muffle any betraying sounds as Lucian’s throbbing hardness relentlessly pounded into her from beneath.
“…Mmm,” Evelina barley managed, biting back a gasp as Lucian pinched her hard nipple, “That’s… unfortunate, darling.”
The wet sounds of their f*cking were mercifully muffled by the thick blankets.
Still, Evelina’s cheeks burned as she prayed her daughter wouldn’t notice anything amiss.
“What should we do, Mother?” Amelia asked, her brow furrowed with concern.
Evelina struggled to focus on her daughter’s words as Lucian continued his torturous movements beneath the blanket.
She gripped the edge of the bed, her knuckles white with the effort of maintaining her composure.
“I… I think you should…” Evelina’s voice trailed off as Lucian hit a particularly sensitive spot.
She cleared her throat, trying to disguise the moan threatening to escape, “You should speak with Lady Marianne. She may have a suitable gown you could borrow.”
She could feel herself nearing climax, each thrust from Lucian sending shivers of anticipation cascading down her spine.
She knew she was on borrowed time; it wouldn’t be long before she succumbed to the mounting pleasure.
Amelia’s face brightened, “Oh, that’s a wonderful idea! I’ll go see her right away.”
Just as she was about to spiral out of control, Amelia abruptly rose from her seat, stating that she would return later.
But as Amelia turned to leave, Lucian’s thrusts became more intense than before, it took all of her strength to remain composed.
Lucian’s fingers began to rub her swollen clit, while his other hand slid down, roughly fingering her p*ssy.
squelch~ squelch~
Sliiiiip~ sliiiide~
Uuu~ uuhh~ ahh~
Evelina struggled to remain still, desperate to not give anything away.
She clenched her jaw tightly, determined to keep quiet.
He pounded into her mercilessly, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the room.
Evelina’s resolve wavered, and she found herself whimpering softly.
Amelia paused!
“Are you feeling alright, Mother?” Amelia asked, concern etching her features.
“Just a bit… un-under the weather,” Evelina managed, her breath coming in short gasps. “Nothing to worry about, dear.”
“Maybe you should lie down, you look flushed,” Amelia said, her brow furrowed with worry.
Lucian shifted slightly, pushing deeper inside her and hitting a spot that made her eyes roll back. She was now so close…
“Ahh… I’ll… be fine, sweet… heart,” she managed to say, her voice barely audible.
With a weak nod from Evelina, Amelia exited the room leaving Evelina alone with Lucian and his relentless pounding.
As soon as the door closed behind her, Lucian threw off the blanket and grabbed Evelina’s hips.
“Don’t you dare stop now, you sl*t!” he hissed, his pace increasing.
Aaaaahhhhhnnnn~~
Evelina cried out, unable to contain her pleasure any longer.
She could feel herself c*mming hard, her body trembling as Lucian’s c*ck pulsed inside of her.
Sqquuuuuiiirt~~~
Ooohhhhw~
Her juices flowed like a fountain, spilling over as her body trembled from the force of her release.
Lucian growled, his movements becoming rougher, more aggressive. He too was close to c*mming, and he wasn’t going to hold back.
With a low groan, he grabbed her now red-hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust into her with a force that left her breathless.
Squelch~ Squelch~
Pah~ Puh~
Ahhhhhh~~ ah~
His movements were now rough and uneven, his breathing heavy. He could feel his c*ck pulsing, ready to burst.
He wanted to hold back, to prolong the moment, but he couldn’t resist any longer.
With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside of her, his c0ck throbbing as he released his hot seeds into her waiting an*l hole.
Spurt~~ Ahhh~
Evelina cried out, her body trembling as she felt his hot c*m filling her up, his c*ck twitching against her tight hole.
Lucian held her close, his hands tenderly kneading her full breasts as he thrust slowly inside her.
With each deliberate movement, he released the last bit of his milk, filling her completely with every push.
As he thrust deeper, the warmth of his seeds spread through her, and each release felt like a wave of heat washing over them.
She struggled to catch her breath, feeling every drop as it filled her hole.
After a moment, he pulled out of her, his c0ck glistening with their combined juices, his seed spilling out around his pulsating c0ck.
As he pulled away, Evelina collapsed on top of his chest, exhausted and spent.
“That was incredible,” he whispered, his voice hoarse and raw, “You’re a true wh*re, Evelina.”
Evelina blushed, embarrassed by the realization that she’d just been fucked in front of her daughter by a man she hardly knew.
But she couldn’t deny that she’d enjoyed every moment of it.
As she lay on her back on top of Lucian chest, her heart pounding, she wondered if this would be the end of it.
But as she gazed up at him, his dark eyes locked onto hers, she couldn’t help but feel a spark of excitement growing inside of her.
“Well, Duchess, how about another round?” Lucian’s voice was low and husky, his hands caressing her full, voluptuous curves.
Her eyes sparkled with mischief under long lashes as she whispered back.
“How can I resist such an enticing offer from a Prince as dashing as you?” She whispered, leaning forward to kiss him passionately.
slurp~ slurp~
As Lucian’s hands roamed over her body, his fingers grazing her sensitive nipples. She couldn’t resist the overwhelming desire that swelled within her.
“I want to ride your c*ck,” she murmured, her voice trembling with need, “Please, Your Highness… this time, f*ck my c*nt…”
Lucian grinned, gently stroking her wet p*ssy lips, “Then ride me, wh*re. Show me what that juicy p*ssy can do.”
Evelina positioned herself over him, spreading her legs wide to give him a perfect view of her juicy, dripping p*ssy.
Lucian groaned, his c0ck pulsing with desire.
“So wet for me, Evelina,” he breathed, “So hot and wet.”
Plop~ thrust~
Evelina sank down onto his c*ck, gasping softly as she felt his length filling her, stretching her, rubbing against her sensitive walls.
Ah~ ah~ ahh~
Lucian’s hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements, as she slowly began to ride him.
Under the warm Sunlight, her pace was slow, methodical, almost hypnotic…