Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 618

Chapter 618: The Shattering (r-18)

Mom’s breasts were bouncing so hard they slapped her chin, nipples bruised to a raw violet and leaking thin threads of clear fluid, thighs slick with a glossy flood of arousal mixed with the frothy white cream her ruined cunt was churning out around my cock, ass a crimson map of my handprints now blooming into deep purple welts.

Her skin a radiant pyre of our taboo glistening with rivers of sweat and pussy-juice that ran down her crack and dripped off her swollen clit.

My cock was entombed in her pussy, the molten, strangling heat of her walls a relentless vice so tight I could feel every ridge of my shaft etched into her flesh, her juices a torrent, coating my shaft, dripping in obscene cascades onto the leather bench, pooling in a scalding, sticky mire thick with strings of her cream and my pre-cum.

I snapped.

My hands crushed her ass, fingers gouging the bruised, scalding flesh until blood welled under my nails, and I roared as I lifted her clean off the bench. Her pussy locked down like a fist, the wet squelch a deafening SCHLORP as her cunt tried to keep every inch inside. She screamed straight into my face, spit flying:

"YES—pick your mother up and FUCK HER, baby—carry me on that fat son-cock like the filthy breeding slut I am!"

I slammed her spine against the piano lid so hard the soundboard boomed like a drum, the vibration ripping through her cunt and making her eyes roll white. Her legs locked tighter around my waist, ankles crossing, heels digging bloody furrows into my back as she shrieked:

"Pound me, Peter—ram that monster back into the womb that made you—make Mommy’s cervix kiss her own son’s cockhead!"

I fucked her—hard, fast, savage. My hips jackhammered, balls slapping her asshole with wet CRACK-CRACK-CRACK sounds, her pussy spraying like a broken fire hydrant with every thrust—hot, clear streams arcing over my shoulder and splattering the walls.

Her ruined cunt lips dragged in and out, inside-out, clinging to my shaft on every stroke, pink flesh turned outward and glistening. She clawed my shoulders, blood running down my chest, and howled:

"Look at it—look how you’re turning your mother’s pussy inside out—eighteen years I saved this hole for YOU, now wreck it, baby—wreck Mommy’s starving cunt!"

The piano lid cracked beneath us, wood splintering, a jagged shard slicing into her back. She only screamed louder, cunt gushing harder:

"PAIN—YES—hurt me, baby—make me bleed while you breed me—mark every inch of the body that birthed you!"

The lid collapsed. We crashed to the floor in a tangle of limbs and shattered ebony, my cock never leaving her, the impact slamming me so deep my balls crushed against her ass and her cervix kissed the slit of my cock. She wailed like she was dying and being reborn at once:

"DEEPER—FUCK—YOU’RE IN MY WOMB, PETER—MY BABY’S BACK WHERE HE BELONGS!"

I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up until her face was mashed into the rug, ass high, dripping. I mounted her like an animal, slamming home in one brutal stroke. Her pussy farted obscenely around my cock from the force, queefing juices that splattered my thighs, and she roared into the floor:

"Breed me from behind—fuck me like a bitch in heat—your mother’s on her knees again, taking her son’s cock exactly where it belongs!"

Every thrust shoved her forward, tits dragging across the rug, nipples raw and bleeding, her ass rippling from the impacts. I gripped her hair, yanking her head back until her spine bowed, and she sobbed:

"Pull it—use Mommy’s hair like reins—ride your mother, baby—break my fucking back with that dick!"

Her pussy convulsed, another orgasm tearing through her, walls spasming so hard they nearly pushed me out, only to suck me back in with a wet SCHLICK. She screamed, voice cracking:

"I’M CUMMING—MY SON’S MAKING HIS MOMMY CUM—FLOOD ME, PETER—GIVE YOUR MOTHER THE CREAM SHE’S BEEN CRAVING SINCE YOU WERE BORN!"

I pounded harder, the slap-slap-slap of my hips against her bruised ass deafening, her cunt frothing white, the rug beneath us a dark, soaked swamp of her squirt and sweat. She reached back, spreading her cheeks wide, showing me the tiny, twitching star of her asshole above the destruction I was wreaking on her pussy, and begged:

Her nails shredded my shoulders, blood mixing with sweat, the sting a holy rapture. Her orgasm hit, violent, her pussy spasming, gushing, spraying my thighs, the glass, the floor, her thoughts a vow: My son’s cock, the hardest I’ve ever had, breaking his mother, don’t stop, never stop!

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