Chapter 92- Getting Details of a Mommy

Hana’s eyes rolled back completely. Her whole body ’seized’.

Because his cum wasn’t normal. It was laced with concentrated pheromones. Aphrodisiacs. Hormones designed to trigger ovulation. To make a woman’s body ’scream’ for impregnation.

And it made her ’cum’.

Her pussy—still stuffed with that vibrating toy—’gushed’. Her jeans darkened instantly as she squirted. Not a little. A ’flood’. It ran down her thighs. Pooled on the tile floor beneath her knees. Her whole body shook like she was having a seizure.

Above, Yuna felt it too.

The pheromones. The hormones. They were in Hana’s hair. On her skin. Yuna’s pussy was grinding against all of it. Absorbing it through her delicate, virgin flesh.

Her eyes snapped open wide. "’Ah—AH—AHHH—!’"

Her back arched violently. Her pussy clenched. And then—

She ’squirted’.

Clear fluid sprayed from her untouched cunt. Drenched Hana’s hair. Ran down the older woman’s back. Yuna’s thighs trembled so hard she would’ve collapsed if Raven wasn’t holding her up.

Her first orgasm. From nothing but grinding against another woman’s head and absorbing aphrodisiac-laced fluids through her skin.

Both women came at the exact same moment. Both shaking. Both leaking. Both completely ’gone’.

Yuna’s head fell back. Then lolled forward. Landing on Raven’s shoulder. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps against his neck.

"’Hah... hah... wh-what... what was...’"

Below, Hana didn’t even try to pull back. Her lips stayed sealed around his cock. Her throat stayed stuffed. She just... ’rested’ there. Letting his still-hard shaft give her a deep throat. Breathing slowly through her nose—which was still oozing cum—sustained only by his magic.

If not for that magic, she would’ve drowned. Suffocated. Died with his cock down her throat and a smile on her ruined face.

Raven looked at both of them. His two toys. Both thoroughly ’used’. Both trembling. Both marked by his fluids and addicted to his pheromones.

He chuckled. Low and satisfied.

His hand came up. Ruffled Yuna’s hair like she was a pet. A good dog.

"Well done, Yuna," he murmured, his voice warm. Approving. "You really have potential to become a woman worth banging daily."

Through the haze of her orgasm, Yuna’s brain barely processed the words. Didn’t understand that he was telling her he wanted to ’fuck her every single day’. That he wanted to use her virgin pussy over and over until it was molded to the shape of his cock.

Her logical reasoning was ’gone’. Drowned in pheromones and endorphins and the aftershocks still pulsing through her cunt.

She just heard the praise. The warmth. The approval she’d been craving her whole life.

Her lips moved. Barely audible.

"’Th-thank you...’" Her voice was slurred. Drunk. "’...Sir Raven.’"

Raven’s grin widened into something dark. Victorious. Predatory.

Perfect.

She was already calling him ’Sir’. Already submitting. Already forgetting about Gareth in the aftermath of her first real pleasure.

And this was just the beginning.

Two weeks. That’s all he needed. Two weeks to train this virgin’s body. To make her pussy bloom. To pump her full of his seed until her womb had no choice but to accept it.

Two weeks to give Gareth the wedding gift of a lifetime.

"By the way, Yuna. Tell me about Gareth’s Mother... Is she as thick as Hana?"

Yuna’s eyes widened at the question, her cum-drunk brain struggling to process words. Her naked body was still trembling against Raven’s shoulder, aftershocks rippling through her virgin pussy that had just experienced its first orgasm.

"G-Gareth’s... mother?" she stammered, her voice breathy and confused. The question felt so out of place. Why was he asking about—

"Yes," Raven said simply. His hand slid up her spine, making her shiver. "Eventually I’ll need to talk to that lady to know more about Gareth. So I can help you seduce him properly."

The words penetrated the haze. Yuna lifted her head slightly, blinking at him through tear-clumped lashes. He was going to... help her by talking to Gareth’s mother? That made sense, didn’t it? Gareth’s mother knew everything about him. His likes. His dislikes. What he found attractive—

Yuna’s thoughts scattered as Raven’s hand suddenly ’groped’ her breast.

"’Ah-!’"

His fingers dug into the soft flesh, kneading roughly. Then he ’pushed’ her back—not violently, but firmly enough that she had to arch her spine to keep from falling.

And then his mouth was on her.

Not a gentle kiss to her nipple. No teasing licks or soft sucks.

He ’gobbled’ half her breast into his mouth. Created a vacuum seal with his lips. And ’sucked’.

Hard.

"’HNNNGH-!’"

The sensation was overwhelming. Nothing like touching herself. Nothing like the fumbling gropes she’d received from Gareth during their awkward kisses.

This was ’consuming’. Like he was trying to swallow her whole.

His tongue flattened against her nipple, rubbing in brutal circles. His teeth scraped the sensitive areola. And the ’suction’—god, the suction felt like he was trying to pull her soul out through her tit.

Her saliva-dripping lips quivered. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream. Drool ran down her chin, adding to the mess already coating her face and neck.

The pain and pleasure twisted together into something that made her pussy clench and leak again, fresh wetness dripping down onto the back of Hana’s cum-soaked head.

"M-Mother... Gareth’s mother..." Yuna gasped, her hands clutching at Raven’s shoulders for dear life. "She’s... she likes... ah-’AH’-... likes to do yoga..."

Raven’s teeth bit down on her nipple. Not enough to break skin. Just enough to make her see stars.

"’FUCK-!’"

The curse tore from Yuna’s throat before she could stop it. She’d never sworn like that in her life. Never made sounds like an animal in heat.

But she couldn’t stop.

"She goes to the gym!" Yuna continued desperately, the words tumbling out between gasps and moans. "Three times a week! She’s very... very fit for her age! And she loves farming! Has a big farmland outside the city where she spends most of her time!"

Raven’s hand slid to her other breast. Groped it. Squeezed until the flesh bulged between his fingers.

Then his mouth switched. Released the first tit with an obscene wet ’pop’ and latched onto the second.

The same brutal treatment. Gobbling. Sucking. Creating a thick vacuum that made Yuna’s whole breast ache.

Below them, Hana was still on her knees. Still had Raven’s cock lodged in her throat. Her eyes were glazed, half-rolled back, breathing shallowly through her nose. Cum still leaked from her nostrils. Her massive tits heaved with each labored breath.

But she wasn’t moving. Wasn’t trying to pull away. Just... staying there. Plugged. Used. Like a fucking cock-sleeve made of flesh.

And Yuna was sitting on her head, grinding her virgin pussy against Hana’s hair while Raven devoured her tits like they were his last meal.

"She’s... ’ahn’... she’s about the same age as this lady!" Yuna gasped, her hips starting to rock unconsciously. Seeking friction. "But she’s not as... as thick! She’s lean! Muscular from all the farm work and yoga! Her body is—"

Raven ’bit’ her nipple.

Not a love bite. A real bite. Hard enough that Yuna’s entire body jolted.

"’AHHHH-!’"

Tears streamed down her face. Her pussy gushed, flooding Hana’s hair with more of her virgin juice.

"Keep talking," Raven growled against her breast. His hand slid down her stomach. Down between her legs. Found her swollen clit and ’pinched’.

Yuna nearly blacked out.

"’H-Her body is firm!’!" she sobbed, the words barely coherent. "’She has... has nice curves but not... not soft like... like her-’"