It was the year of the Great Yield; the empire's lands were thriving with life and prosperity. People of the empire Draena'rk haven't seen such a flourishing state in generations, and it brought a sense of hope and unity among the citizens. The bountiful harvests not only filled their bellies but also fueled their spirits with optimism for the future.
In one such city, a place home to guilds and trade and a hub for the multi-race trade exchange, a young man of foreign origins was living.
The city, called the Midnakar, had been his home since the time he came into his world.
Yes, he was not a soul that belonged to this world; he had come traveling from the modern world and been given a second chance to live in this gigantic fantismal world.
These world gods actively meddle in the mortal affairs. One such goddess had also met him and given him tools to survive in this world.
And right now she was sitting on a thatched roof with her hands folded. Her gold-white dress fluttered in the wind. She was the most perfect woman with features that would make any man freeze and daze. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a thin nose combined with slender lips.
And she wasn't happy being present here. Her eyes were locked straight, watching a young man through the windows in the house in front of her.
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The metal fork and knife hit the empty plate with a clank. The chair scraped the dining floor, then gave a whiny squeak when the weight of its occupant was lifted from its wooden frame.
"Thanks, Auntie! It was delicious."
The young man, Jake, was now 18 years of age and the one whom the goddess had helped reincarnate, watching from a distance.
A cheerful giggle came in response.
"Aww, thank you, sweetie! I'm glad that you still like Auntie's cooking. I'm trying to spice it up a little, you know, so that you maybe won't get bored with it too soon..."
"You're kidding! I'll never get bored with it." The reply was followed by a hearty chuckle.
"Same as I'll never get bored of all those other spicy things you serve me..."
Leaning over the sink, as she was transferring dirty plates and cups to the sink, Chelsea couldn't see the boy's bold approach. He crossed the distance swiftly, his bare feet hitting the floor without making much of a sound. She had just straightened up when he was already upon her, reaching for the hem of her skirt and dragging it over the tied knot of her apron.
"Oh my!" she squeaked, surprised but not entirely shocked.
"Jake, can't you just wait a... Ooooh..."
Her feeble attempt at negotiation was cut short when she felt it slide in. Into her tight, slightly moist pussy pushed a long and thick invader, stretching her insides and making her moan in a mildly shocked pleasure. Before she finished her breathy ululation, the turgid rod had already sheathed itself fully within her narrow tunnel. Indeed, it had even begun to retract in preparation for another decisive stab.
"Ooooh... O-okay, honey, seriously," Chelsea bargained again.
"I know I said... at any time... but..."
Surprisingly, the rigid shaft didn't actually spear her again. Instead, it remained outside, lingering an inch or two from her swollen lips. Its owner gave an amused laugh, gently maneuvering his auntie to turn around and face him.
"Sorry, Auntie, it was just too tempting," Jake said with a grin, sliding a hand up her smooth thigh. "But yeah, you're right. If I'm sneaking up on you, then I should do it properly, when you least expect it, and make sure you can neither protest nor escape..."
Her eyes went wide.
"Jake! N-not that I would mind, but..."
She bit her lip, feeling the moisture that rapidly gathered within her warm pussy.
"You gotta be careful with a talk like that..."
"Oh, really? Why?" he asked, just as another hand went up her other thigh.
"B-because it makes you s-sound both exciting and d-dangerous," she stuttered.
"It's a very powerful combination, sweetie..."
He smirked. "Well, it does seem to work, though," he said, glancing at her now-glistening snatch. "You're getting wet, Auntie. Yes, I think you're ready now..."
"I... Oooh!"
He impaled her again, even more decisively this time. Her fleshy butt was lifted by the impact of her nephew's thrust, aided by the strong grip of his cupping hands. Once she settled on the counter, he spread her thighs wide and pressed his young body into hers, though not before discarding the shirt he was wearing and removing her thin blouse.
Chelsea's plentiful boobs, encased in a plain but quite skimpy bra, squashed against her nephew's firm and naked torso. Her lusty moan was cut off by his hungry kiss, deep and passionate, then forced out of her throat anyway when he drove into her once more. Wet, sloshing sounds accompanied his repeated strokes as he pushed his hard cock into his gasping and shaking Auntie with an unflappable, confident demeanor.
Still, Jake wasn't entirely happy with this position.
"This isn't great, Auntie," he said, pausing his intrusions.
"I can't go all the way in when your thighs are in the way!"
"Ooooh... Oh?" She looked at him blearily.
"What... what do you want me to do, honey?"
"Hook your legs with mine," he commanded.
"Yeah, just like that..."
Taking a deep breath, he tensed his well-developed muscles and, with a growling grunt, lifted his Auntie's curvaceous body from the counter and carried her across the large kitchen. His destination was the dinner table; it had enough space, even without clearing out the dirty dishes. It was also much closer than any other flat surface.
In other words, it was a great spot for the horny boy to fuck his smoking hot Auntie.
"Oooh, sweetie," she cooed, as the warm flesh of her meaty ass touched the cold and smooth tabletop. "Are you going to...?"
"Lay down," he commanded again. Chelsea did as she was told. Biting her lips in anticipation, she watched as her handsome nephew picked up her calves and swung them over his shoulders. He spread her thick thighs again, just enough to expose her glistening pink pussy, and with one deft move he slid his rigid manhood all the way back into her steamy wet orifice.
"Aaah!" she howled, recoiling in pleasure from the impact of his bulbous head. "Oh my goodness, so deep... Yes! Fuck me, honey! Give it to me! I want to feel all of your amazing cock!"
Bouncing off of her springy glutes, the horny young man did exactly that. He drove his thick, rock-hard shaft deep into his Auntie's sizzling hot snatch. He was squeezing out lustful yelps and moans each time his teenage cock lodged itself fully within her mature pussy. Its copious wetness slicked his solid member, making obscene sloshing sounds as Jake's large meat glided between Chelsea's swollen lips.
It wasn't long before many of those lewd noises found their way through the open window and, more faintly, all the way to the front yard of the house. Over there, Courtney had just stumbled in; it turned out that she hadn't gone to her favorite grocery store after all. She was driving in her car, seemingly on her way to the posh establishment, but in the end, the reflexive turns of the steering wheel were not the ones that'd get her there.
Instead, the perplexed and rudderless woman arrived at her friend's house once again. She didn't really know why. She walked up the short steps and was now standing at the front door, finger hovering just inches away from the buzzer. What stopped her were those outlandish, inconceivable noises that reached her ears and immediately raced down her spine in a series of exciting, pussy-moistening goosebumps.
"Yes, yes, yes... Ooooh, yes, just like that, honey!... You're fucking your Auntie... so gooooood!"
"What on Earth...?" Courtney opened her mouth in bewilderment. "Are they going at it again -- or still?"
She listened for a few seconds, blinking rapidly and taking several quick breaths. She had even less of an idea what to do now. Her hand went to the doorknob and twisted it.
It let her in. It obviously did -- Kelly had left the door unlocked, and in this safe neighborhood, no one paid much attention to locking their doors anyway. A thin slit of light appeared, revealing a few dust motes dancing in the air, and with a quiet whine, the door opened wider as Courtney slid in.
The noises only got louder then, and their source was now obvious. Swallowing out of nervousness, the increasingly aroused woman plodded ahead, moving in the direction of the echoing gasps and moans.
She soon caught a glimpse of the lurid action that produced them, flashing briefly in the nearby door frame. The sight made her cling to the wall and take a deep, calming breath. Her heart beat quickly, forcing its way up her throat, and the sudden dryness in her mouth was more than matched by the growing wetness in her pussy.
"Ah, fuck! You're still so tight, Auntie," grunted a manly voice. "I can't believe... how fucking sexy you are!"
"Oooh, Jake, you... you say the sweetest things," a husky moan replied. "I... I love you so much, honey!"
"I... ahh!… I love you, too, Auntie!"
Courtney couldn't help but smile. Though it had clearly gained a rather unusual dimension, it was evident that the bond between the Auntie and her nephew was strong, probably stronger than ever, as it was doubly reinforced by their mutual lust and love.
Perhaps it was a shade of that bond that the anxious woman was yearning for?... Yes, that very well might be. What she was undoubtedly sure of, however, was that she looked for precisely this kind of physical dimension to a relationship that Chelsea and her nephew were enthusiastically celebrating right now.
Courtney's dripping wet pussy would certainly attest to this.
"Oh my... Oh my goodness... Jake, I... I think I'm coming... again..."
She sneaked into the dining room, still out of sight of the two lovers. She could see them clearly now, fucking on the large table, the naked young man plowing the hot and willing snatch of a mature, stunningly curvaceous blonde sexpot.
Their vigorous rutting looked even more pornographic than the wild threesome she had seen earlier. This coupling was also much more taboo and forbidden, with the nephew's large and hard manhood repeatedly entering his very own Auntie.
Courtney couldn't stop herself anymore. Leaning against the wall, only a few feet from the energetically mating couple, she shoved a hand into her yoga pants and let out a quiet gasp. She quickly found the engorged mound and the sizzling hot opening below it. She pushed her fingers inside, all the way in, as her thumb rubbed around the swollen nub of her clit.
"Yes, yes, I'm... I'm really coming... so soon... AAAAAAH!"
This was Chelsea's howling climax. Courtney's sudden release followed only a few seconds later. The taller woman cried in unrestrained pleasure, unable to control the responses of her thoroughly overwhelmed body.
Her primal outburst of pure delight gave an instrumental background to her friend's continuing expressions of orgasmic bliss. It joined with them and reverberated across the walls and the ceiling, and only a brief moment passed before it reached the surprised ears of the young man and his Auntie.
"Huh?" he gasped, looking in the direction of the wildly cumming woman.
"Ms. Richardson?! What are you doing here?"
The response he got was the final crest of her moaning climax, followed by the wide-eyed, shocked, and mortified look once it ended.