Chapter 72 - 72: Do You Want Me To Massage Them Like You Did To My P... [R18]

The moon struggled to cast its light across the dark night, pushing back the shadows, yet whenever dark clouds drifted over, darkness reclaimed the earth again.

Fireflies danced between the trees, their bioluminescent flashes like fairy lights strung through the branches, creating a mesmerizing light show as if joining the moon in its effort to illuminate the dark night.

The scent of earth and night-blooming flowers hung heavy in the air.

As the clouds moved, revealing the moon once more, its silvery moonbeams once again pierced the canopy, illuminating the luxurious room.

In the room,

Lucian sat at the edge of the bed, both legs spread apart, as the Empress knelt between his legs, her bare skin illuminated by the gentle moonlight filtering through the window.

His oil-covered c0ck glistened in the silvery light, each vein and ridge accentuated by the sheen.

His long penis was being held by the Empress who was still kneeling in front of him, her soft hands moving up and down his dick with a steady rhythm.

Her milky white hands were coated with the fragrant oil, her delicate fingers caressing his c0ck as she worked.

The Empress’s full breasts swayed enticingly, her hard nipples brushing against Lucian’s thighs as she moved.

With each stroke, she could feel Lucian’s c0ck growing even harder, its already red head reddening more and pulsing with blood.

The Empress couldn’t help but notice how his breathing grew more ragged, his gaze fixed on her tits as they swayed with her movements.

“Are you feeling better, my son?” she asked softly, her eyes never leaving his face.

Lucian nodded weakly, unable to speak.

Lucian’s muscular thighs tensed as he gripped the edge of the bed.

His feet were planted firmly on the cool tile floor, toes curling with each expert stroke of the Empress’s hands.

The Empress’s delicate fingers worked in tandem, creating a mesmerizing scene.

Her left hand moved in a clockwise circular motion, while her right hand twisted counterclockwise.

Simultaneously, both hands glided up and down his fat dick in a fluid, rhythmic motion.

The combination of movements sent waves of pleasure coursing through Lucian’s body.

His breath came in short, sharp gasps as the Empress’s nimble fingers explored every ridge and vein of his throbbing penis.

Oil glistened on her hands, making each stroke smooth and frictionless.

The combined scents of fragrant oil and arousal filled in the air, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

With each stroke of the Empress’s skilled hands, Lucian’s pleasure intensified.

His hips began to twitch involuntarily, pushing his throbbing member further into her soft grasp.

Kneeling before him, the Empress felt an unfamiliar heat building within her c*nt.

Her inner thighs grew wet with lust as she rubbed Lucian’s thick third-leg.

No… how can I take advantage of my son? Am I pervert? Lusting over my son’s dick?! Is this the reason why I didn’t give birth to a son?

She shifted slightly, pressing her thighs together in an attempt to quell the growing lust.

But the movement only served to heighten her arousal.

The delicate folds of her p*ssy throbbed, begging to be f*cked.

Juices began to trickle down her thighs, leaving glistening trails on her smooth skin.

Seeing Lucian’s gaze was on her breasts, she asked, her voice now sultry, “Lucian, son… Why are you looking here?”

“Mother, I…” Lucian’s voice trailed off, his eyes still fixated on the Empress’s swaying breasts.

“What is it…” she prompted gently, her hands slowing their movements on his throbbing f*cktool.

All she needed now was an excuse to break through the hesitation that was still holding her back.

Now, she had a feeling that Lucian was about to offer her the perfect excuse.

“I’ve heard mothers feed their sons,” Lucian finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper, his face flushing with “emberesmment”, “I… I’ve never experienced that.”

The Empress’s breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

She knew she should stop this, end it here and now!

But the ache between her thighs had grown unbearable, clouding her judgment.

I don’t care anymore!

“Oh, my sweet boy,” she murmured, her voice thick with lust, “Would you like to experience that now? Mama can only make you feel, but no milk would be coming.”

Without waiting for a response, she rose gracefully to her feet, her hands never leaving her hold on Lucian’s c0ck.

She positioned herself between his legs, her motherly breasts now level with his face.

When their bodies touch, her bodily warmth radiated off her skin, also causing him to feel just how soft she was and how smooth her skin felt.

Lucian’s eyes widened as he took in the sight before him.

He noticed that the size of her breasts were quite large, and it seemed to defy gravity.

The heavy weight of her tits caused them to sag slightly, but in a way that looked beautiful and sexy.

He also admired her dark pink nipples, which were long, perky and erect, probably due to her arousal.

But what caught Lucian’s attention the most were her areolas. They were large and dark, with small bumps scattered around.

Lucian was mesmerized by the sight before him, and he couldn’t help but think that they looked like a pair of perfect pillows that he could lay his head on.

Droplets of water still clung to the tips of her nipples, catching the moonlight and making them shimmer.

He wondered if he should make a move to touch them, but before he could act, the Empress was already leaning forward, and cupped her full breasts, lifting them towards Lucian’s face.

“Here, my son,” she whispered sultrily, guiding one breast to his eager mouth, “Let mama feed you.”

She gently guided Lucian’s head to her breast, gasping softly as his lips closed around her sensitive and hard nipple.

The warmth of his mouth sent shivers down her spine.

sluuuurp~~

slurp~ slurp~

Mphh~

Lucian suckled greedily, his tongue swirling around the hardened nipple, teasing them with his teeth.

She moaned softly, her hands in his hair.

The Empress cradled his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Her breasts were full and heavy, aching with a need for release.

She pressed her breast against his mouth, urging him to take more as her soft, full breast transformed from a rounded softness into an egg shape.

“Don’t stop son,” she whispered, her voice thick with lust, “Oh, Lucian…”

She was lost in the sensations, her body tensing and relaxing with each stroke of his tongue.

Her nipples were wet and hard, slick with his saliva.

He suddenly cupped her other breast in his hand, massaging it gently.

“Mother, why are you crying? Are your breasts hurting? Do you want me to massage them like you did to my p-penis?!”

Lucian said in an “innocent” voice, like a child trying to comfort his mother.

“Yes… yes son… Touch them, massage and pinch my nipples hard… make mama feel good.” She pleaded.

Her breasts were so large that Lucian needed two hands to cup each one.

“Do you want me to squeeze your breasts, mother?” Lucian asked, with a face that suggested he was unsure what she wanted.

“Yes my sweet baby, squeeze your mother’s boobs hard and pull on my nipples, please.” She begged.

Nodding in understanding, he pinched her nipples between his fingers and pulled on them hard, twisting them slightly.

Aahh~ ohh~

She moaned out loud, her back arching off. Her moans turned him on even more, his penis growing harder and harder.

As Lucian’s lips and tongue worked their magic on her sensitive nipple, the Empress felt his hard d!ck pressing insistently against her soft belly.

The heat of his c0ck seemed to burn through her skin, igniting a primal need deep within her c*nt.

With trembling fingers, she reached down between their bodies.

Her hand found his throbbing c0ck, still slick with oil.

Gently, she guided it lower, positioning it between her creamy thighs.

Mmphh~

The Empress bit back a moan as she felt Lucian’s thick cock nestled against her wet c*nt.

The swollen head of Lucian’s thickness slipped between her thighs, nestling against her slick folds.

The Empress shuddered at the contact, her wide hips instinctively rocking forward.

She began to move her hips, slowly at first, letting his d!ck glide along her slick folds.

Squelch~ Squelch~

The combination of their natural lubrication and the remaining oil allowed his d!ck to slide effortlessly between her juicy thighs; the soft sounds of their bodies rubbing together echoed in the room.

Each movement sent jolts of pleasure coursing through her body.

Lucian’s eyes fluttered open, his lips releasing the Empress’s nipple with a soft “pop”.

He gazed up at her, his expression a mix of “innocent and curiosity”.

The Empress’s cheeks flushed crimson as she realized the shameful position they were in.

“Mother… d-don’t stop,” Lucian said softly, his voice husky with arousal, “Rubbing between your legs makes my pain go away. It also feels… really good.”

Lucian’s hands, which had been gripping and kneading her breasts, now moved to the Empress’s slim waist.

His strong fingers dug into her soft flesh, guiding her movements as she rubbed herself against his hard c0ck.