Jax laid Tia on the bed after thoroughly wrecking her pussy.

She collapsed face-down, ass raised in the air. Her royal hole spasmed violently, still recovering from the rampage it had just endured.

Jax stood at the edge of the bed, breathing heavily. His chest heaved with exertion. He had put every ounce of effort into that roughness.

But he was happy.

The rewards were overpowered. And the woman who had resisted so fiercely before was now hanging limply, conquered by his cock.

Ilythra approached her daughter and pulled off the panties still dangling at her ankles. The stockings followed, peeled away and discarded to the floor.

Tia twitched at the touch.

"Mother... I can't do it anymore."

Her voice came out broken. Exhausted.

"It's really painful. It hurts too much."

Ilythra clicked her tongue dismissively.

"Oh dear, don't give up so early. I guarantee you'll be begging for it soon enough."

She traced a finger along Tia's trembling thigh.

"And let's not forget, you said it felt good just a moment ago. Didn't you?"

Tia couldn't respond.

Ilythra sighed dramatically.

"Anyways, it's better to lessen the competition."

She turned to Jax with predatory eyes and gently pushed him backward onto the bed. His erect cock stood tall, glistening with Tia's juices.

"It would be wonderful to have every drop of my son's cum right in my cunt."

Her smile widened.

"Without sharing."

She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. Her fingers wrapped around his pennis, positioning the swollen head at her entrance.

Then she lowered herself.

His cock parted her wet folds, sliding inside inch by delicious inch. Her pussy walls gripped him tightly, welcoming him back into familiar warmth.

"Owie... haa..."

Fwap!

The first slap of her ass against his thighs echoed through the room. Her hips began moving immediately. Rising. Falling. Grinding.

Fwap! Fwap! Fwap!

Her face contorted with pleasure. Eyes half-lidded. Mouth hanging open. Tongue occasionally peeking out to wet her lips. The expression of a woman completely lost in ecstasy.

"Ahhn... yes... mmm..."

But then Jax groaned. Not from pleasure.

"Aah, mom, this position is killing me. Look down, you're not adjusted properly."

He winced.

"You're crushing my balls."

Ilythra paused mid-bounce. She glanced down at where their bodies connected, then shifted slightly upward.

"Sorry, dear. It wasn't intentional."

Her innocent smile turned wicked.

"Maybe consider it revenge for hurting my daughter."

She laughed and resumed riding, taking his cock deep inside her once more.

"Nnngh... so good..."

At the mention of Tia, Jax's eyes drifted to her.

She was watching them. Her gaze locked onto where his cock disappeared into her mother's pussy. There was longing in those white eyes. Desire. But still hesitation holding her back.

Jax extended one hand toward her waist.

He didn't grab forcefully. Just guided. A gentle invitation.

She did the rest.

Following his lead, Tia crawled toward him until her body hovered directly above his face. Her pussy, still dripping with his earlier deposit, positioned right above his mouth.

Jax wrapped both hands around her pale ass and pulled her down.

One slow lick traveled from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top.

"Ahh..."

Then he shoved his tongue inside.

His mouth claimed her pussy completely. Tongue diving deep. Swirling. Tasting everything she had to offer. He devoured her with the same intensity Ilythra was using to ride his cock.

Tia's body jerked. She was positioned on all fours above him, and her fingers flew to her mouth, biting down to suppress the moans threatening to escape.

"Mmph... mmph..."

The scene had become truly absurd.

Mother and daughter. Both their pussies marked by the same man. One riding his cock while the other had her royal cunt eaten out by his hungry tongue.

Beyond this room, another kind of absurdity was unfolding.

The grand hall had descended into complete chaos.

Guards sprinted in every direction. Maids and servants ran frantically, checking every corner as if someone was hiding behind the curtain. Professors huddled with Lysandra in urgent discussion.

But the voices continued.

Making everyone pause. Making them embarrassed. Making some of them undeniably aroused.

"Oh gosh, son... my daughter was right..."

Ilythra's moan echoed through the entire ballroom.

"It's tearing my pussy apart..."

Fwap! Fwap! Fwap!

The wet sounds of riding accompanied her words.

"Fill my pussy with your cum... fuck me harder... fuck me more with your big dick..."

"Ahhhhn... yes... right there..."

The guests stood frozen.

Most of the men had visible bulges straining against their formal trousers. Their beasts had awakened whether they wanted it or not. Those without any reaction either weren't cultured enough to appreciate the performance, or perhaps weren't men at all.

The women fared no better.

Faces flushed crimson. Eyes darting toward the men's crotches, comparing sizes, judging who was winning the involuntary contest.

And amidst this catastrophe stood Lysandra.

The headmistress known throughout the realm for her unshakeable composure. But ever since meeting a certain professor, her world had been turned upside down repeatedly.

Now she was losing her mind entirely.

Nobles surrounded her in various states of disgrace. Some men gripped their erections through their pants, faces burning with shame. Women twisted their legs together, pressing their thighs to relieve the ache building in their cores.

Mothers desperately covered their children's ears, trying to shield innocent minds from this depravity.

Lysandra's fists clenched until her knuckles turned white.

'Someone is plotting against the academy. Against me.'

Her mind raced through possibilities.

'It must be a recorded act. Or some kind of spell. Someone stole the runic stone connected to the hall.'

Her eyes narrowed.

'The other academies. They want to tarnish our reputation before the tournament.'

Then the final moan came.

Loud. Unrestrained. Echoing off every wall.

"Cummiiiinggg...!!"

Silence crashed over the hall.

Only the distant sound of heavy breathing could be heard. The perverted family catching their breath after their broadcast performance.

Lysandra covered her face with both hands. Shame and fury battled for dominance inside her chest.

And deep within her heart, an unwanted thought surfaced.

'Why do I have a feeling that man had something to do with this?'

She shook her head violently.

'No. I've lost it. I'm not thinking clearly right now.'

Back in the room.

Ilythra's pussy overflowed with Jax's thick cum. White fluid leaked from her stretched hole as she lay back against the pillows, using her fingers to help the excess flow out.

Preparing for round two.

Jax had stopped licking the moment he shot his load. Now he simply admired his handiwork.

Ilythra's face was pure satisfaction. Flushed. Glowing. Her hand moved from cleaning to teasing, fingers dancing around her sensitive folds. An invitation for him to continue.

But before Jax could rise—

"Don't stop... please..."

Tia's voice came out thick with need. Desperate. Completely transformed from the hesitant queen who had entered this room.

Jax smiled up at her.

He planted a soft kiss directly on her pussy lips.

"So you've finally opened up."

His tongue flicked out, tasting her once more.

"Why not open the entrance for my cock too? I promise it will feel even better."

Her face turned even redder. But the heat of the moment had burned away her remaining resistance.

She rolled off him and lay on her back. One finger slipped into her mouth. The other hand traveled down to pat her pussy gently.

Permission granted.

Jax's smile turned devilish.

He positioned himself between her spread legs and guided his cock to her entrance. Then pushed inside.

"Hik!"

He moved slowly this time. Savoring her. With the next thrust, he leaned forward until his body pressed against hers.

"Nnkh!"

His face buried between her breasts. The scent of her skin filled his nostrils. He nuzzled her soft mounds, kissing and licking before traveling upward.

His hands slipped behind her head, cradling her.

"Just forget everything."

His voice was gentle now. Almost tender.

"Show your authority. Show whatever your heart wants to show. Show your horny side. Moan. Scream. Do whatever the real you demands."

He brought his face toward hers.

She understood.

Her saliva-coated fingers withdrew from her mouth. She lifted her head to meet him halfway.

Their lips crashed together.

Neither separated. It became a battle. A competition to see who would surrender first. Tongues wrestling. Breath mingling. Neither willing to concede.

Jax broke first.

He pulled back gasping, completely out of air. She had won this round.

He smiled and brushed the white hair away from her face.

Then started fucking her with renewed intensity.

Harder. Deeper. Faster than before.

"Ahhn! Ahhn! Yes! More!"

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Watching from the side, Ilythra stood up with an exaggerated sigh.

"Well, this is boring. I have to wait now."

She pouted dramatically. "I was just getting started, and my own daughter stole the pleasure from me. How disturbing."

She circled around to position herself behind the thrusting Jax.

Then knelt down.

Her hands grabbed his flexing ass cheeks. She leaned in and gave an experimental lick.

Her mind reeled at her own actions.

'Mere weeks ago, I hadn't even licked a dick. And now...'

Her tongue traced along his crack.

'Now I'm attracted to something even worse. The asshole of a man.'

She lost the battle against herself completely.

Her tongue found its target, and she began giving Jax a proper rimjob while he pounded her daughter into the mattress.

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