Jax stood there with his cock hard as stone.
Ilythra’s fingers worked thodically, unbuttoning his suit jacket first, then moving to his shirt. Button by button. Slow. Deliberate.
But his focus wasn’t on her.
It was on that runic stone sitting innocently on the overhead rack.
He checked the quest tir.
Five minutes remaining.
Tia was approaching slowly, each step heavy with sha. Her eyes still couldn’t et his directly.
’Alright. Simple plan. Shove my dick deep inside her pussy first. Pat the stone three tis to register the threeso. Then I can do whatever I want with this mother-daughter combo.’
Ilythra finished removing his clothes. Every piece fell to the floor until Jax stood completely naked.
Then she grabbed his cock directly and pulled him toward the bed.
"Sit."
Jax found himself positioned at the edge of the mattress. She dropped to her knees between his legs and took him into her mouth once more.
Wet. Warm. Her tongue swirled around his cock before focusing on his sensitive head.
"Mmm..."
She teased him expertly. Licking. Sucking. Playing with his tip using just her tongue.
anwhile, Tia had finally reached them. She lowered herself to her knees beside her mother, eyes still locked on that glistening curved cock.
Her hands started rising. Fingers reaching toward it. Ready to take over. Ready to swallow him whole.
Then she stopped.
Her fists clenched, pressing against her gown on her lap.
"Mother..."
Her voice trembled. "It will be fine, right?"
Ilythra paused her ministrations, looking up.
"I have Aeliana. I have my husband. And still, I’m about to do such a wicked thing."
Tia’s breath shuddered. "I’m losing my mind right now."
Ilythra smiled warmly.
"Oh, co on. Don’t start again. You want it, right? That’s why you’re here."
She gestured dismissively.
"And don’t forget, I’ve also pushed aside everything. I’ll get fucked until my heart contents."
Tia shook her head slowly.
"But mother, it’s different. You and I are completely—"
"Different?"
Ilythra’s expression shifted instantly. She stood up, anger flashing in her green eyes.
"Don’t tell you’re calling your mother a whore. Or so similar crude relation."
Her hand reached out, brushing Tia’s white hair back gently despite the fury in her voice.
"Mother, that’s not what I ant—"
"Dear."
Ilythra’s grip tightened in her daughter’s hair.
"You need punishnt."
She yanked hard, forcing Tia’s face directly toward Jax’s waiting cock.
"Mmph!"
Tia protested, keeping her mouth firmly shut. Jax’s dick pressed against her sealed lips. The sll of him invaded her nostrils. Musk. Sex. The lingering scent of her own mother’s juices still coating his dick.
Her body needed it.
But her pride refused.
Ilythra pulled her hair from behind. Sharp. Brutal.
"Ahh—"
The mont her mouth opened from the jolt of pain, Ilythra shoved her face forward onto Jax’s lap.
His cock plunged inside.
Jax felt her warmth imdiately. The wetness of saliva that had been forming from her cravings the mont she slled his scent. Her mouth swallowed him inch by inch.
He could feel his cock entering her throat. Curving downward. Passing the entrance to deeper territory.
The sensation changed at his tip.
The slightly rough surface of her tongue disappeared. The mild resistance vanished. His head pushed further and further into soft passage. Smoother. Less resistant.
And his dick didn’t stop there.
Ilythra kept pushing. Harder. Deeper.
Even Jax’s sack stretched toward her mouth. His balls stayed outside, denied entry only because her mouth was already completely occupied.
Jax looked down at Tia’s face.
Teary eyes stared back at him. Pleading. Begging him to save her.
She was suffocating.
At this rate, she could die. By the hands of her own mother. The worst death anyone could receive.
Or perhaps the best death, from Ilythra’s perspective.
Finally, Ilythra released her grip.
Tia’s head snapped back. She collapsed to the ground face-first like a dog, coughing violently. Saliva splattered across the floor. Her chest heaved with desperate breaths.
Spank!
Ilythra’s hand cracked across her daughter’s raised ass. She had already lifted and folded Tia’s gown, exposing her rear completely.
She looked at Jax with that maniacal grin.
Spank!
Another slap echoed through the room.
"Your sister needs punishnt for this act."
Her eyes glead with sothing unhinged.
"Co here, son. Fuck her. Fuck her hard so she never feels that way again."
Jax stared at this madwoman.
The roughness she had shown during the blowjob. The violence now. And the completely ssed up roleplay she kept insisting on.
Sister. Son. Mother.
This family tree was already twisted beyond recognition.
But Jax didn’t have ti for moral contemplation. He needed to put his cock inside her and pat that stone. Make sure the threeso registered perfectly for the quest.
He stood from the bed and grabbed Tia’s arm.
Then dragged her across the floor like hauling a bag of grain.
Her knees scraped painfully against the surface, but Jax didn’t care. He needed to be within range of that stone. Close enough that when he fucked her, they wouldn’t notice what he was doing above.
He didn’t even know what would happen when he patted it. But the quest demanded it.
Positioning himself behind her bent form, Jax adjusted his cock. He could see Tia trembling beneath him.
Ilythra pulled the gown away from above, leaving her daughter’s lower half completely exposed.
Jax hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down. The fabric slid over her ass, past her thighs, stopping at her knees.
The royal pussy presented itself before him.
Slightly unshaved white hairs decorated her mound. Glistening. Waiting.
No ti for tasting. No ti for teasing.
He checked the tir.
Ten seconds.
Jax grabbed her hips and thrust forward without warning.
"Higu...!"
Tia scread in pain as his cock forced its way inside.
Full resistance mode. Her pussy walls clenched impossibly tight. And the deeper he went, the tighter they beca. Fighting him. Rejecting him.
Jax ignored her protests.
He focused only on his goal. On the hole. On the stone above.
His hand reached up.
Pat.
One.
He pulled back, preparing for another brutal thrust.
"Aheee...!"
Pat.
Two.
Again he withdrew. Muscles coiling for the final assault.
Then he launched himself deeper than before.
"Aiiieeeee!"
Pat.
Three.
The stone glowed softly. A gentle light pulsed from its surface before fading.
Jax exhaled with relief.
Then looked down at the ss beneath him.
"Kyaaaaa! Breaking! My pussy will break! Stop!"
Her voice cracked with desperation.
Then Jax felt sothing strange.
His cock was getting hotter inside her. As if it was evolving.
Which technically, it was.
Ding!
[Quest Completed. Rewards Granted to Host.]
[Reward: Dick Size 1, Level 2, Skill: Dual Wielding]
Jax smiled widely.
Inside her pussy, he could feel his dick growing. Stretching. Expanding until it kissed her cervix directly.
Then her words registered properly. "My pussy will break."
Jax grabbed her waist and stood up, pulling her with him. His cock remained buried inside from behind.
"Oh, dear sis. It doesn’t work that way."
His hands wrapped around her belly. He lifted her completely off the ground, suspending her in the air with only his cock as anchor.
Then he thrust upward.
"Ooohhh!"
His dick plunged deep into the royal hole. Even Jax was shocked. A mature woman. A mother. And yet this pussy was still tight enough to resist his enhanced cock.
But he was happy.
Those rewards were overpowered as hell.
So he bounced her on his shaft like a madman. Thrust after thrust. Her body rose and fell with each violent motion.
"Ahhn! Ahhn! Ahhn!"
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Her screams and moans filled the room completely.
anwhile, the ball continued in the grand hall.
Lysandra approached a staff mber with her usual commanding presence.
"Let’s announce the welco speech and rules. Then we can get this over with."
The man nodded nervously.
"Where is the announcent runic stone?"
His face went pale.
"Madam, I placed it right here on this podium."
They searched briefly. Behind curtains. Under tables. Along the stage.
Nothing.
Lysandra’s eye twitched.
"You fool. Are you stupid? Don’t you know how many children are roaming around here? One of them must have taken it as a plaything."
She rubbed her temples.
"Go find it. I’ll manage things here."
He bowed deeply.
"Sorry, mada—"
A voice echoed through the entire hall.
Loud. Clear. Unmistakable.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Mother, please stop him! I’m going to die at this rate!"
"Ogooohhh!"
Every head in the ballroom turned. Conversations died instantly.
Another voice followed. Older. Amused.
"Sweetie, your brother is being so kind to you. Look how much effort he’s putting into fucking you. And you want to waste his effort?"
Thwack! Thwack!
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
"You’re being rude to your own brother. Here, suck your mother’s tits. Hold your mama and tell her faithfully how you feel."
Noble ladies covered their mouths. n choked on their drinks.
The younger voice returned, broken and trembling.
"It hurts... fuaa... hurts so bad..."
A pause.
"It’s burning... and yet... it feels too good..."
"Nooooo~"
Lysandra stood frozen. Her face had lost all color.
She processed the sounds. The moans. The absurd family dynamics being broadcast.
Mother. Brother. Sister.
Her voice ca out broken. Barely above a whisper.
"Check outside. Soone is trolling us. It has to be the case."
She turned to the nearest maid.
"Otherwise, no sane person could do this. Check the terrace. Check everywhere outside. The range of a runic stone can’t extend further than that. I am gonna tear the one who is ssing with us"
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