Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 190 My stepmother?s thirsty? (R-18)

Chapter 190 My stepmother?s thirsty? (R-18)

(POV: Lumiere)

With concern etched across my face, I leaned towards Bluestella.

You could just imagine how madly my heart pounded.

"Bluestella, are you truly alright?" I asked, my voice harbored genuine worry.

She gazed at me with a soft smile, her eyes filled with sincerity. "Yes," she replied in a whispering tone. "I meant every word I said."

Her delicate arms extended gracefully towards me, wrapping around my left hand that was resting on the desk. As her fingertips connected with mine, a rush of heat seemed to emanate from her, making my hand feel as though it was on fire.

But that wasn't the only thing that was on fire.

My cock was burning up like crazy. It was itching for comfort.

You see, my stepmother Bluestella had quite the appetite.

And I'm not just talking about cucumbers here. She had a real thing for big cocks.

Yeah, you heard me right.

She loved 'em. It was like a match made in heaven for her, cucumbers and big cocks. Can't say I blame her though, who doesn't love a good cucumber? And as for the big cocks, well, let's just say she had a way of handling them.

It happened the time I was parading the corridors when I was 10. I finished snuggling with Serena and was heading to take a leak.

I heard some sounds.

And I'm not talking about sounds you'd hear when a women and man were arguing. No, this was purely Bluestella climaxing several times over.

For every reason in the world, I decided to see what was going on. And definitely, that was when I caught the faintest sight of Bluestella?s erotic tushy.

Father was good in bed, but much like my harem, his wives never gased out. They were always craving for more.

I'd heard Ayisha liked being domesticated.

As for Bluestella, I hadn't heard much, but simply looking it her, she loved it rough.

Reassured by her response, I asked once more. "Bluestella, are you sure you're really alright?"

Now, I ain't gon? lie, I knew what I was doing. Sure, I was trying to sound concerned here, but girls love a caring guy.

And step-mommies... I mean, stepmothers loved a clueless stepson.

?Lumiere's Imagination:

Lumiere: B-but mom I've never done this before, W-what do I do...

Bluestella: ( With her fingers swirling inside her wet glory hole, her fingers gently escaped the wet and mouthwatering sight of her pussy and grazed her moist tongue ) I know, honey, but you'll get used to sucking mommy's sweet pie soon... don't you want to make mommy happy?

Lumiere: ( Eyes flicker to feign some vulnerability ) I-I want to do anything to make mommy happy...

Bluestella: ( Her legs part open to reveal the entirety of her pink folds. Much like a leaking hole about to explode, very similar to when a man was digging for oil and was surprised by a geyser. Holding his head gently, she'd draw his had close to her pussy and gaze at him with the most lustful stare a stepmother could give her stepson. ) Alright sweetie, time to lick mommy?

"L-Lord Silva? Are you there?" she asked smiling deviously.

I snapped back to my sense. "Uh... Oh yeah, I-I am..."

Without hesitation, she took hold of my left hand with her other hand, raising it towards her chest. My heartbeat was steady as my hand made contact with her soft, supple breast. It was as if I'd been craving for what I'd never knew I wanted all this while.

In that moment, Umbra, wearing a knowing smile, silently exited the room, leaving us alone.

Shock coursed through me, and I attempted to withdraw my hand, but it seemed to possess a mind of its own. It remained firmly planted in its position, my fingers sinking deeply into her tender flesh.

"Ahnnnn~~ s-so str— Ahnnnnn~~"

A gasp escaped her lips, filled with both pleasure and surprise.

"Ara~ Ara... you have such strong hands," she breathed in a voice carrying lustful intent.

Feeling a mixture of excitement, I released some of the pressure, allowing her some relief.

As if guided by an unseen force, Bluestella's tense breath escaped with a sigh, her eyes rolling back into her head.

It was like an orgasm remote controller, the on button was to blast her libido levels to Isadora-level horniness and the off button dropped her back to sweet step-mother mode.

And hey, either one was good for me.

Encouraged by her response, I tightened my grip once more, gently pulling down on her breast.

They were like taffy, just absolutely perfect, easily dragged by moderate force. And much like taffy, you wouldn't fully grasp the texture unless it was in your mouth.

I shouldn't do this...

Yeah, right. Why not?

Her eyes shot upwards, her back arched, threatening to push her towards the edge of erotic enlightenment.

Instinctively, she desperately clutched onto my forearms to anchor herself.

With a needful tone, she confessed, "I never knew younger boys possessed such power in their grasp. It's making me crave something intensely."

I could hardly believe my ears as Bluestella's words echoed in my mind.

This woman had become so thirsty in a few seconds.

It was weird that I was about to do this, but not because she was my stepmother or older than me, that part was completely hot.

The part that was not, was... I was about to pound Jericho?s mom, I mean Jericho?s really been having it hard these days.

I one-shot him in the tournament, and now I was about to give his mom some astronomical backshots.

Then again, I was going to enjoy it.

She wanted me to have my way with her, even if it was just for a few minutes.

In a voice filled with desire, I replied, "Bluestella, if you want, I can go for hours pounding you. But why this sudden desire?"

Yes, I said it and I meant it.

Bluestella had monarch-level experience in bed. If she could go for hours in bed with father, then I was going to give her that same experience.

She looked at me, her eyes burning with a passion that matched my own.

"I want to fully dedicate myself to you," she confessed. "Without you, I'd have nothing. My body is more than beautiful enough to be offered to you, and I want you to have every part of it."

Her words made my grip on her breast fluctuate between gentle and intense, each squeeze causing her to emit a loud squeak, followed by a symphony of moans. I watched as saliva rolled down the corner of her mouth, her eyes fixated on the ceiling.

When her gaze met mine once again, she made a bold proposition.

"I want to be your lover, as well as the mother you never had," she whispered, her voice soaked in eroticism. "I have no problem giving you a breastfeeding session. If you desire, you can suck both my breasts and Fasit's in one go. All I want now is to please the man who saved me."

"I see," was all I could say.

"Ram my pussy, tug my breasts to the point of exhaustion, suck me dry and drink all my milk... anything you want to do with me is alright... just vent out all the years of frustration I caused you and pound me like an animal."

My breath caught in my throat as I took in her words.

There was only one term for this— "Cinematic Masterpiece".

I'd never imagined such intimate acts with Bluestella, but the idea of exploring untrodden territory excited me.

With a barely controlled voice, I responded, "If that's what you truly want, then I can easily fulfill your wishes. And we can explore many other things together."

"I'll do whatever you want... just ask..."