The night had stretched on and on, endless, insatiable.
Alex and Ash had lost themselves in each other, bodies tangled in her new bed, sheets long since ruined with sweat, cum, and slick.
He took her again and again, slow, deep rolls of his hips giving way to brutal, possessive slams, her legs locked around him, arms clinging like she'd never let go. She moaned his name, "Daddy… ♡" over and over, voice cracking with every fresh wave of pleasure, her pussy clenching greedily around his cock, milking him for every drop he had left.
Cum leaked from her in thick, creamy rivers between rounds, only for him to push back inside and fill her again.
Hours blurred, kisses turning sloppy, hands roaming, her massive breasts squished against his chest, nipples scraping his skin raw, her thick thighs trembling from the constant stretch and release.
They didn't speak much after the first few climaxes; they just fucked, passionate, desperate, tender, rough, until exhaustion finally claimed them both, bodies entwined, his cock still half-buried inside her leaking pussy, her head tucked under his chin, soft breaths fanning his neck.
Sunlight poured through the bedroom curtains, warm golden rays cutting across the messy sheets.
Alex woke slowly, half-lidded eyes blinking against the brightness. His body felt heavy, deliciously sore, muscles aching from the night's marathon.
A soft, warm weight clung to his side: Ash, completely naked, curled against him like a kitten.
Her massive tits pressed against his arm, nipples still puffy and bruised from his teeth, dark hickeys blooming across her throat and collarbone like a collar of ownership.
Her lower belly bore the faint pink succubus womb tattoo, glowing softly even in sleep, a beautiful, permanent mark that she was enslaved to him, body and soul. Her thick thighs were squeezed together, sticky with dried cum and her own juices, the sheets beneath them stiff and dirty with layers of their combined mess.
Liza's voice slithered into his mind, lazy and satisfied. 'Mooorning, handsome~ ♡ You had quite the fun night, didn't you? So much lust… so much delicious energy absorbed. Mommy ruined, cum-pet's broken and begging for more. Thank you for the feast, Daddy~ ♡'
'Morning.' Alex let out a low, tired chuckle, nodding faintly to her voice. He shifted carefully, sitting up on the edge of the bed.
The blanket slid down, revealing his morning wood, massive meat rod standing proud, shaft and saggy balls covered in smeared lipstick marks, dried saliva, dried cum, and glistening girl juices. Bite marks dotted the base, faint bruises from Ash's desperate grip.
He'd gone wild last night, lost complete control of his lust, fucking both mother and daughter, but separately, pouring everything he had into them.
Ash stirred at the movement. Her hand, which had been resting on his chest, slipped away. She hummed sleepily, golden eyes fluttering open.
She saw him sitting there, red eyes half-lidded, handsome face softened by morning light, and her gaze dropped immediately to his throbbing cock. A slow, happy smile spread across her lips.
"Good morning, Daddy… ♡"
No trace of yesterday's shyness or holding back like before. The corruption had burned away the last of her hesitation. She sat up, breasts bouncing softly, and crawled over to him without a hint of embarrassment. Her arms wrapped around one of his, hugging it tightly as she nuzzled against his shoulder like a content kitten.
Then, without another word, she lowered her face to his crotch.
Both small hands wrapped around his fat, massive cock, fingers barely meeting around the girth. She held it reverently, eyes shining with immense love, before flicking her tongue across the glans in quick, needy licks.
"Mmm… ♡ Daddy's cock… still so yummy… ♡"
She mumbled between licks, voice soft and dreamy.
"I loved last night… felt so good… so full… ♡ I love your yogurt… love swallowing Daddy's thick cum… ♡"
Her lips parted wider, she took the glans into her mouth, sucking gently at first, tongue swirling around the slit, coaxing out the slow beads of morning precum.
Wet sucking noises filled the quiet room, soft, needy, loving. One hand stroked up and down the shaft, spreading her saliva, while the other gently massaged his heavy balls, rolling them in her palm.
Alex exhaled slowly, hand coming up to pat her head affectionately.
"Good morning, Ash…"
He had no choice but to accept her needs, her desires, as his responsibility now. She was his. Bonded, enslaved, and owned.
SLURP!♡ SLURP!♡ SLURP!♡
Her sucking grew louder, needier, cheeks hollowing, throat relaxing as she took more of him. She moaned sluttily around his dick, vibrations traveling straight to his balls.
"Mmmph… ♡ want Daddy's cum… for breakfast… ♡ need it… need your thick load down my throat… ♡"
Her pace quickened, hand jerking him faster, tongue flicking the underside, lips sealed tight. His cock throbbed aggressively in her mouth, swelling thicker, veins pulsing against her tongue.
After a few more seconds, Alex growled low. His hand slid into her soft hair, gripping a handful, not rough, but firm, and pushed her down just enough for his glans to slip into her tight throat.
"Mnnnnnph!♡♡" Ash moaned in excitement, legs flapping on the bed, thighs squeezing together, pussy dripping fresh slick onto the sheets.
He came hard.
Thick, hot ropes shot straight down her throat, first cumshot of the day. Her eyes rolled back, heart pupils glowing bright, body jerking as overflow spilled from the corners of her mouth in creamy streams.
She gasped for air but never pulled away, swallowing greedily, moaning and whimpering around him, legs kicking in pure bliss.
But after the throbbing died out, he let go of her hair. She pulled back with a wet pop, gasping, but immediately returned, licking every precious drop that escaped, sucking the slit gently, cleaning him with slow, loving strokes of her tongue.
"D..Daddy...♡" She looked up at him with shining, adoring eyes, immense love shining through the cum-drunk haze.
Alex patted her head again, thumb brushing her cheek.
He remembered how hard she'd been to deal with when they first met, distant, angry, rude, and barely speaking.
Long-term bullying since she began to remember that grew into physical assaults, the weight of it all had nearly broken her. But he appeared as her prince charming and just began making things better.
And now… she was here, naked and laying on her stomach, sucking his cock like it was her breakfast, golden eyes shining with unimaginable happiness.
He felt a pang in his chest, not just lust, but something deeper. Love and responsibility.
He showered her with careful touches, head pats, gentle caresses down her back, as she continued sucking softly, nursing the last drops from his slit..
CLICK!~
Then the bedroom doorknob clicked downward.
The door slowly opened without much of a warning. And a figure appeared.
Mary stood there, wearing tidied clothes along with a kitchen apron, cheeks still flushed from last night. She would come to check and wake her daughter Ash for breakfast.
But her eyes went wide in shock.
Mary saw her silent, distant daughter, completely nude, laying on her tummy in a messy bed, lips wrapped around Alex's cock, cheeks hollowed, golden eyes shining with love as she sucked him clean.
Cum dripped from the corners of her mouth, her massive breasts squeezing on his thighs, nipples peaking out from the side, hickeys and bite marks covering her throat and chest and butt, thick thighs squeezed together, and her pussy still leaking onto the sheets.
"A-Ah...." Mary's face turned crimson. She froze in the doorway, hand still on the knob, the apron shifting slightly to reveal the curve of her own child-bearing hips. Her breath caught, eyes flicking from Ash's blissful, cock-stuffed face to Alex's calm, half-lidded gaze, then back to the obscene sight of her daughter worshipping the same man who'd bred her senseless the night before.
A deep, conflicted blush spread across her cheeks, down her neck and ears. Her thighs pressed together unconsciously, a soft shiver running through her as memories of last night flooded back — the rough sex, the womb-kissing thrusts, the hot ropes of cum flooding her.
She should've been jealous and angry. But the sight didn't feel wrong. It felt… inevitable. Natural. Like the final piece clicking into place.
She swallowed hard, her voice coming out shaky and higher than usual. "I… um… breakfast is ready…"
Her eyes lingered on Ash's lips stretched around Alex's thick shaft, on the way her daughter's tongue flicked lovingly along the underside, on the dried cum crusting her thighs. Mary's own tattoo pulsed faintly in response to that sight, a warm throb between her legs reminding her she was bonded too.
Ash let go with a wet pop, turning to look at her mom. Cum and drool glistened on her rosy lips. She smiled, shy but happy.
"Good morning, Mom… ♡ Sorry… I needed breakfast from Daddy too…"
Mary blinked rapidly, blush spreading further. She fanned herself with one hand, trying to cool her face, the other unconsciously resting on her apron-covered belly, feeling the faint slosh of his seed still inside her.
"C-come on, b-be quick… normal breakfast is ready. Pancakes… eggs…"
She glanced one last time at their bodies. Her daughter bonded to the same man who'd claimed her, both leaking his cum, both have feelings for him, then turned and closed the door behind her.
"Haah..." Mary leaned against the hallway wall for a second, heart pounding. She should've been horrified. Instead, a strange warmth bloomed in her chest. They were a family now, messy, but lovely and perfect. She rubbed her warm belly again, smiling softly despite the flush on her cheeks.
Back in the room, Alex and Ash finished. She swallowed the last drops with a happy hum, licking her lips clean.
Alex stood up, cock still half-hard and realized his clothes were in Mary's room. He had no choice but to walk out naked. But it wasn't a problem and he wasn't shy about it.
Liza's magic had cleaned a few things, his body, his clothes but not everything. She couldn't clean the mess in both rooms and the musky scent of sex. As that would raise suspension.
He crossed the short hallway to Mary's room, grabbed his clothes, and wore them over his clean body. Ash was already slipping into a loose shirt and shorts, cheeks pink but smiling.
A few minutes later, despite the lingering awkwardness in the air, the three of them sat at the kitchen table.
Mary had made pancakes and eggs. She still looked flustered, cheeks pink, occasionally rubbing her tummy to calm herself. Ash sat close to Alex, thighs pressed together, stealing shy glances at him, a soft smile on her lips as she recalled the night. She'd gone crazy with lust, let out every hidden desire, but now, in the daylight, she just looked… happy and glowing.
Her whole personality shifted after she found her "daddy".
On the other hand, Alex ate quietly. He just felt satisfied feeling the bond between him and his girls. All of them felt very close to him. His phone started buzzing frequently in his pocket.
He pulled it out. Messages from his girls, the usual mix of needy texts and cute emojis.
But also several from his mom.
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Mom:
- Good morning, sweetie~ ♡ Hope you slept well!
- Your auntie is staying with us for a while. She asked about you a lot. Make sure you come by and say hi when you can! I know college is busy and your life is getting… exciting… but she'd love to see you.
Alex stared at the screen.
"Auntie."
His childhood "auntie", Mom's old best friend, the pretty woman he used to play card games and puzzles with. He hadn't seen her in years. His memories of her were vague, but he did remember she was a beautiful nice lady. And the fact that she asked about him felt a bit… different.
Liza also read the text and felt his head filling up with the memories of his auntie. She purred shamelessly into his head. 'A hot auntie, huh? I bet she's a horny woman. Let's see if she can resist you hehehe~"