Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 191 Sexy time with my stepmother? (R-18+)

(POV: Lumiere)

My hands delicately released their hold on Bluestella's pulsating breast as she sensually climbed onto my desk, her movements causing her breasts to sway and bounce in a hypnotizing rhythm.

With each crawl, her breasts swung like a pendulum, a tantalizing sight before my eyes.

As she settled on the desk, she looked at me with desire-filled eyes and asked in a sultry voice, "Do you want to kiss me or eat me down there?"

I smiled intently and I replied, "Let's take it slow and build up the tension even more."

Bluestella agreed, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

In one smooth motion, she climbed onto my lap, her larger frame easily supported by my physical strength.

My strength was easily 9,000+. I could easily pound her eyeballs out, so moderation was required.

Sure, she wanted to be given backshots like an animal, and of course, I had no problem with domesticating my stepmother. But my strength could likely overwhelm her.

Her legs spread out, and I instinctively placed my hands on her waist.

I was now at eye level with her magnificent breasts, while she leaned in and gently pressed her lips against my forehead.

Her voice was a whisper against my skin. "I want to give you the special king?s treatment."

My heart raced with excitement as I responded, "I'd be more than happy to enjoy some of that."

Before I knew it, Bluestella leaned in to kiss me, and the bulge in my pants reacted to her proximity.

She gasped in response. "Ara~Ara~ something just poked me."

"That was my r—"

"It's big," she interjected. "Almost like your father's."

Then, she playfully rubbed her butt against my crotch, teasing me with her seductive movements.

With a wicked grin, she confessed, "I can't wait to experience what it feels like to be devoured by a young boy filled with pure lust."

Her hands gently cupped my cheeks, lifting my head to meet hers.

Our lips connected in a fiery, passionate kiss, and we closed our eyes, completely lost in the moment.

The taste of my stepmother's mouth was intoxicating, her saliva coating my tongue and igniting a craving for more.

"You're mouth..." she said.

"Hm?" I asked, still in the middle of kissing.

"It tastes so good..."

"Yours too."

My hands trailed down from her slender waist to the plump curve of her ass, my fingers dancing along the soft skin as if caressing a delicate work of art. Each press, each rub, elicited a sweet, intoxicating moan from Bluestella's lips, causing her to break the fiery kiss and arch her back in delight. Her face tilted towards the ceiling, her seductive eyes locked with mine as if daring me to go further.

"Nyyessssss~~! Touch me like this~~! More~~!"

With her breath hot against my forehead, she draped her hands over me, her fingers entangled in my long, silky black hair.

Our mouths fused together once again, a desperate tasting of each other's desires.

The rhythm of her hips intensified, grinding against my crotch with an urgency that matched the smoldering passion between us.

My grip on her buttocks, strong and sensual, kept her feeling both desired and dominated.

Lost in our passionate kiss, she whispered, "Please don't let me g—".

But before she could finish her sentence, I smacked her buttocks with a force that made her break the kiss, the pain and pleasure of it made her bark momentarily.

"So bad~~"

Her teeth sank into my shoulder.

Yet, undeterred, she continued to ride her magnificent buttocks against my throbbing crotch, the weight and heat of her flesh threatening to suffocate the bulge in my pants.

Driven by the intensity of the moment, I slapped her buttocks again, savoring the resounding impact and the way she moaned hot air at the side of my neck.

"Ohhhhnnnn~~! Yessss~~! You're father never hit me this way~! You really are something else.."

"And that's not all I can show you," I said.

"Oh really?"

Her moist tongue licked away the beads of sweat that had formed, leaving a trail of delicious anticipation in its wake.

"So salty.."

My whole body pulsed with desire as her lips found my neck, tenderly kissing the heated skin.

I slowly raised my trembling hands in the air, my lustful drive building with every passing second.

Bluestella, her luscious curves straddled atop my crotch, continued to grind against me with an intoxicating rhythm. With each time she pressed down, the ridge of her buttocks would press against and suffocate my massively throbbing cock.

The lap ride was intense.

As the heat between us intensified, I let my hand descend upon her perfect ass with a force that sent a jolt of electricity surging through both of us.

The impact reverberated through her thin clothing, the fabric offering little resistance as my palm sank deliciously into the supple softness of her rounded buttocks.

"God~~! Having you tr— treat me like this makes me regret not letting you screw me and split my legs in two all this while... young boys really have a lot of power in them... your father never did it this good..."

Her grip on my hair tightened, indicating the increasing intensity of her pleasure.

And then, in that moment, I felt it – the unmistakable wetness seeping through my own pants, evidence of Bluestella's overwhelming arousal.

Her husky voice filled the air, lust evident in it.

"Isn't it about time," she purred. "That you thrust that big rod of yours inside me?"

"Is that what you want...?"

My heart thundered in my chest as I squeezed her buttocks, my grip possessive and demanding.

"Nnnghhhnyesss~~!"

"How bad do you want it," I smiled at her. "Bluestella?"

Saliva rolled down one side of her mouth.

"I want you to rip my hole in two, I want more of you."

The roughness of my touch elicited a delightful squirm from her, a moan of ecstasy that only further fueled the fire within me. Bluestella reveled in this unique blend of pleasure and pain.

Her lust was unending.

With a deliberate yet gentle motion, Bluestella released herself from my throbbing crotch, a thick strand of her sticky fluids connecting the fabric of my pants to the moistness of her gown.

A large stain adorned her gown around the area of her buttocks, a vivid indication of her horniness.

She turned and bent over my desk, the tantalizing sway of her buttocks captivating my attention.

"Impale me already," she breathed, her voice a seductive melody that strummed against my senses, stoking my own desire to its peak.

"Don't you want to go where your father has gone~~? He's enjoyed this, so why don't you enjoy it too..."

I gazed upon Bluestella's enticing display.

Her rounded buttocks taunted me, beckoning for my touch.

"Raise your beautiful butt for me," I whispered, my words with a commanding tone.

Bluestella, ever submissive to my desires, willingly obeyed.

I hooked my fingers around the end of her gown, the fabric clinging to her drenched panties.

With a slow, deliberate motion, I peeled the fabric away, revealing the wet patch that stuck her gown to her luscious flesh. Thick strands of her intoxicating fluids connected the undergarments to the fabric, a tantalizing sight that heightened her sweet ass.

Bluestella was at her sexiest at that point.

The scent of her fluids filled the room.

I wanted to explore further.

Leaning down, I inhaled deeply, savoring the musky aroma that filled my senses.

The fluids coated my face, clinging to my lips like a reminder of Bluestella's overwhelming desire.

With a teasing kiss to her panty-sheltered pussy, Bluestella's hips thrust forward, her buttocks pressing against my face, engulfing my nose between the fleshy walls.

But just as the passion between us reached its climax, the door creaked open, and Fasit, entered the room.

Her eyes widened at the sight.

"Oh my," Fasit exclaimed, mischievously.

"F-Fasit...?"

"It seems you have some visitors, Great Lumiere."

"Visitors?" I said.

Bluestella tilted her neck to face me. "We can always do this another time, my hole is ready for you anytime."

I realized Fasit intentionally interrupted our intimate moment.

Her [Magic Detect] undoubtedly alerted her to more than just my presence in the office.

However, the opportunity to catch me in the act.

To see how much I enjoyed smashing Bluestella.

Smashing, my stepmother.