Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 800

Chapter 800: Mommy and Son (r-18)

I stopped talking.

I became pure, animal violence.

My hands locked around her hips like iron manacles, fingers digging so deep into her flesh I left white prints that instantly bloomed purple.

I yanked her down and slammed upward at the same time, a single, apocalyptic thrust that buried every last millimeter of my cock inside her, the swollen head punching straight into her cervix with a wet, brutal THUNK that made her entire body convulse.

"FUCK! BABY! YOU’RE IN MY WOMB!" she screamed, voice cracking into something inhuman.

I didn’t give her time to breathe.

I started jackhammering, short, vicious, piston-fast strokes that lifted her whole body off the mattress with every impact, her knees leaving the bed, her tits flailing wildly, her ass rippling like it was trying to tear itself apart.

The room turned into a war-zone of wet, meaty CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP, the sound so loud it drowned out her screams, the bedframe splintering against the wall, plaster dust raining down.

Her pussy was no longer a pussy; it was a molten, gaping ruin, stretched so wide around my cock that the rim burned white-hot, then flushed dark purple, then white again with every savage re-entry.

Creamy froth exploded out of her in thick, obscene geysers, squirting in violent arcs that soaked my stomach, my chest, the headboard, her own face.

"TELL ME!" I roared, voice shredded, one hand leaving her hip to crack across her ass with a slap so hard the print stayed white for three full seconds before exploding crimson. "TELL ME WHICH COCK HAS EVER OWNED YOU LIKE THIS!"

"NEVER! NO ONE! ONLY MY SON! ONLY MY BABY BOY’S HUGE COCK WAS MADE FOR MOMMY’S CUNT!" she wailed, tears and snot and spit flying, her voice completely gone, raw and animal.

Another slap. Harder. Her ass cheek bounced like jelly. Another. The other side. She squirted so hard it hit the ceiling.

Her eyes rolled white.

"I WILL LET SARAH AND EMMA FUCK YOU STUPID AFTER I’M DONE!"

The words detonated out of her.

She came so hard her whole body seized, her asshole and pussy clamping in unison, a violent, gushing explosion that sprayed out around my cock in a hot, creamy flood, her scream turning into a silent, open-mouthed seizure.

I didn’t slow.

I fucked her through it, harder, faster, deeper, my cock swelling even thicker inside her ruined cunt, stretching her beyond human limits, the burn so intense enough to make her sob and beg and thank me in the same breath.

"BREAK ME! ERASE THEM! MAKE MOMMY FORGET ANY MAN EVER EXISTED! ONLY MY SON! ONLY MY BABY BOY’S COCK!"

I obliged.

I held her impaled, body suspended in mid-air, and railed her with a speed and force that should have torn her apart, every thrust a declaration of ownership, every slap across her glowing, welted ass a brand.

Her orgasms blurred into one endless, screaming cataclysm, her pussy squirting in rhythmic, worshipful pulses, her mind shattering, her voice gone, reduced to raw, guttural animal sounds.

Until there was nothing left of the woman who’d ever let another man touch her.

Only a trembling, cum-soaked, worshipful mother existed now, completely, irrevocably claimed by the son who now owned every hole, every breath, every heartbeat she had.

My cock never left her cunt; just dragged out a single, cruel inch before I punched it back in with a wet, bone-rattling CRUNCH, lifting her entire body clean off the floor, her full weight now impaled on her son’s monstrous, vein-ridged cock.

The wet, obscene SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK of my hips battering her cunt echoed down the hallway like machine-gun fire, each collision sending a fresh geyser of her creamy squirt exploding out around my shaft in violent, high-pressure arcs, hosing my stomach, my chest, running in rivers down my legs, pooling on the hardwood in steaming, fragrant puddles of pure mother-son filth.

"YES! FUCK YOUR MOTHER STANDING UP! SHOW THE WHOLE WORLD WHO OWNS THIS CUNT NOW!"

"Imagine Jasmine walking in right now, mom... imagine your little sister standing at the foot of the stairs, watching her perfect, church-going, righteous nurse sister pinned to the wall like a desperate whore, legs spread wide, getting her soul fucked out by her own son’s cock..."

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