Aura Revival: I Built Harem In Fantasy World

Chapter 82: Where Are Your Manners?


Sarah's dildo still carried the slick remnants of Celes' earlier arousal, providing just enough lubrication.

Jennifer did her best to relax her vaginal muscles, allowing the cold metal toy to gradually penetrate her.

Only once her pussy had fully taken in the dildo did Jennifer slowly let out a breath and settle back onto her daughter's lap. The sore, stretched feeling between her legs made her frown deeply.

On the large bed, Lucas and Sarah knelt facing each other, with Celes and Jennifer sandwiched between them, also facing one another.

Jennifer couldn't see her daughter's expression behind her, but she had a clear view of Celes' flushed, wanton state and Lucas's leisurely, amused smile.

"Sister, you'll need to do better than that," Lucas said, his hands resting idly on Celes's snow-white thighs as he enjoyed the increasingly skilled movements of the girl in his lap. He grinned at Jennifer. "Your little girlfriend is already close to climax, but your mother's cunt isn't even wet yet."

Sarah hadn't been taking this lewd "contest" seriously at first, but hearing Lucas's taunt sparked a competitive urge in her.

She raised her hand and smacked Jennifer's butt sharply. "Move, Mother," she ordered sternly.

Stung by her daughter's slap, Jennifer closed her eyes helplessly. She tried to recall the feeling of being driven over the edge by Lucas's rough fucking yesterday, slowly beginning to rock her hips on the cold, unyielding dildo.

Seeing Jennifer finally in motion, Sarah got to work as well. One hand fondled Jennifer's breast—the same breast she had once suckled milk from—while the other slid lower, gently stroking her mother's clit.

The position pressed Sarah's own breasts against Jennifer's bare back, and her mouth came close to Jennifer's neck.

With nothing else to do, Sarah began nibbling and licking that sensitive area, using the same skillful tongue she'd honed on Lucas's cock.

Stimulated in so many sensitive places at once, Jennifer gradually began to rediscover yesterday's intensity. Her smooth skin flushed pink and warm, her pussy growing slick with arousal. The movements of the dildo no longer hurt from dryness.

But just as Jennifer was beginning to lose herself, Celes—across from her—trembled and cried out, climaxing with a high, wanton moan. Her soft body went limp against Lucas's chest, a blissful, satisfied smile on her face.

Hope had just begun to flicker, only for the game to be lost. Frustrated, Sarah pinched Jennifer's nipple hard, making her gasp in pain.

Jennifer was about to beg for mercy when her daughter thrust upward violently, slamming the dildo deep into her pussy.

The sudden impact made Jennifer lose her balance. With a startled cry, she pitched forward uncontrollably.

"Ah!" A soft cry sounded near her ear, and the scent of a young girl filled her nose. Jennifer realized she had fallen right on top of the Wester girl.

Worse—by the feel of it, her face had landed squarely on the other girl's breast.

Jennifer quickly lifted her head, and there, right before her eyes, was Celes's pert, upright breast. The stiff nipple nearly brushed her nose.

Mortified, Jennifer tried to push herself up, but Sarah had already taken hold of her hips and begun thrusting hard and fast, forcing Jennifer to brace herself on her arms, remaining on all fours.

Her cloud-like hair spilled over Celes's pelvis, the fine strands tickling and pricking at Celes's exposed labia, making the freshly climaxed pussy itch with renewed desire.

"Little Mare, where are your manners?" Lucas's cock was still buried in Celes's warm, slick pussy, his hands gripping her plump thighs. He pretended to scold her. "This is your girlfriend's mother. Aren't you going to help her up?"

Hearing this, Jennifer hung her head in shame, but Celes obediently helped Jennifer up, guiding her arms around her own shoulders until their upper bodies were pressed close, faces nearly touching.

Too ashamed to meet her daughter's girlfriend's eyes, Jennifer immediately looked away.

But Lucas wasn't done. He continued, speaking to Celes, "Little Mare, what do you think you should call your girlfriend's mother? Mother-in-law? Or perhaps… Mommy?"

"This Little Mare thinks… she should call her Mommy," Celes replied after a moment of serious thought. "Since it's Slave who belongs to me, and not me who belongs to Slave… yes, it should be Mommy."

"Hahahahaha!" Lucas burst into laughter. He found her innocent, clueless sweetness oddly arousing—especially with his cock buried inside her.

It was funny—though both his stepmothers, Jennifer and Uta, were forced to call him Daddy, it was only with a naturally airheaded beauty like Celes that he felt a twinge of tenderness, as if the girl riding his cock was truly his own naive, innocent daughter.

The thought made his desire burn even hotter.

He straightened up, lifting Celes with his cock, forcing both her and Jennifer to cling tightly to each other for support to avoid collapsing.

As he began moving gently inside Celes's dripping pussy, he continued guiding her, "Since you know she's your Mommy, where's your greeting? Don't you know any manners?"

"Mmm… Master is right… This Little Mare understands…" Lucas's thrusts were slow and sensual, building a steady, simmering pleasure in Celes. Her small mouth parted slightly, sensual moans spilling from her delicate nose like a soft breeze teasing Lucas's heart.

She cupped Jennifer's face, her dazed eyes meeting the older woman's, and spoke haltingly, "Ah… Mommy… no, that's not… I should call you Mom… Mom… Mom…"

"Stop… stop calling me that…" Jennifer had endured humiliation for so long, but this—this was finally too much.

Lucas was her Master, Sarah was her own daughter—she had grown used to being shamed in front of them.

But Celes was an outsider. She claimed to be her daughter's girlfriend, yet here she was, fucked senseless by Lucas, naked and clinging to Jennifer, calling her Mom. What kind of mother- and daughter-in-law relationship was this?

"Hear that? She doesn't want you to call her that," Lucas said, smacking Celes's butt playfully. "She's upset you weren't polite earlier. Shouldn't you get closer and make it up to her?"

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