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Walking through the streets of Ragunna at night could have been dangerous in the past. But now, it was mostly peaceful, thanks to the concerted efforts of the powerful families that dominate its underbelly and the loss of control that the Order of the Deep had been seeing in recent times.
The Montellis and the Fisalias, finally vouching for peace. It was almost unbelievable, after years and decades and centuries of feuding. Yet if the arrival of the new Laureate had proven something, it’s that he was a herald of change on more than one front.
The rumors had been spreading for a long time, about him being the one that had brought this peace to reality. But not in the way that he had managed it. No one had the smallest clue of what means he used to do so. And no one should know, for his methods are only for the heads and heirs of the respective families to know.
Most people agreed that it should have been through some kind of blood pact, or even being the intermediary to foster a marriage alliance. None of them knew that the Matriarch of the Fisalias would never marry any man except her one and only, and the heir of the Montelli would rather turn her guns on herself than marry for anything other than love, and she already has someone that she loves, very, very much.
No one knew that all of this peace was fostered through lengthy private reunions that would last late into the night.
“Hmm…” Carlotta softly hummed as she thought about the situation, walking through the dark streets, moving towards the place where they would hold their reunion today, guided by her Cat’s Eye.
He turned his head to look at her, his golden eyes almost shining in the darkness. “Are you nervous?”
Carlotta raised her gaze, looking at his smug smirk, before powerfully blushing. “W-What could you ever mean…?” She tried to tease back, instantly failing.
Rover stopped moving, turning aside and slipping a hand behind her, touching the naked skin of her lower back, feeling the slight vibrations of her tacet mark. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “It’s nothing you haven’t done before, you know…?”
But she pushed him back, a small frown on her face. “You know I’m not talking about that…”
The final decision that they had arrived at in order to maintain the peace. Tying the families by blood. Through a most unconventional method.
Rover scratched the back of his head, looking down at her. “Yeah… Sorry about that. I know it’s not just sex this time”
He moved forward again, wrapping her in a hug that she immediately returned, slipping her hands under his jacket and feeling his muscular back. “Indeed. It’s not a decision made lightly… It’s just hard to share something as intimate as that with her”
Rover sighed, not believing that Carlotta was still apprehensive about Cantarella. “You know that it’s the same for her, right? She’s also having to share that with you”
She tightened the hug, pressing her face to his chest. “But it seems so effortless for her to be so… Overtly seductive… It’s like she has no shame”
He lifted her in the air, setting her kicking at nothing from the sudden movement. “Don’t speak like that. You might not know this, but just like you, she was a virgin before…”
That gave the short woman a bit more respect for the Fisalia Matriarch, for reasons that she couldn’t even comprehend herself. “...Before meeting you, you playboy”
Carlotta sighed, wriggling out of his embrace and letting herself stand on the floor again, her heels clicking as she started walking again. “I guess I’m still huffy about having to share my Cat’s Eye”
He trailed behind her, watching her soft butt jiggle as she walked quickly. “As if you could handle me by yourself” He laughed, catching up with her and giving her behind a soft slap that got a cute squeak out of her, before strongly squeezing the soft flesh, uncaring of anything else.
“S-Shut up…!” She yelled, but she couldn’t deny it, nor could she shake his hand from her butt. He was too much for just one woman, and Cantarella had indeed helped her learn how to handle him better. Still, learning that the Matriarch of the Fisalias was a noble soul that had given her everything for Ragunna was a hard pill to swallow. Knowing the truth of the Order of the Deep and its deep-rooted control over the family, it really changed a lot of things for her.
And even if she now could see it, it was still hard to believe. But she’d have to do it, for the good of Ragunna, her family, and her beloved. She looked down as she walked, placing one of her hands on her lower belly, thinking about the good of one more.
“We’re here…” He murmured as they arrived at the appointed location, a safe house in the city’s center. Rover quickly took the key out of his pocket, opening the door and slipping inside together with Carlotta, not wasting any time before heading towards the bedroom together.
“My, you’ve arrived, my dear…” Cantarella murmured as they entered the room, the big bed well cleaned, more than ready for the activities it would be used for. Sat at the foot of the bed, the Matriarch awaited them, wearing only a half-transparent nightie that left her bountiful assets more than clear, her thick nipples tenting the cloth, her soft belly begging to be squeezed, and her wide hips assuring anyone that looked that she would bear a more than healthy child. It made Carlotta somewhat jealous of the older woman; she was so much taller too, and with those plump lips, painted purple, she looked like she could suck the soul out of any man if she wanted.
“And hello to you too, Miss Carlotta…” Cantarella opened her deep indigo eyes, licking her lips as she watched the younger, shorter woman. “I’m very excited to see your performance today…”
Carlotta huffed, crossing her arms. “Any show I perform today is for my Ca—for Rover, Lady Cantarella”
Cantarella’s smile widened as she got up from the bed, walking towards the pair, shooting Rover a lewd look before leaning down in front of Carlotta, leaving herself eye-to-eye with the Montelli heir. “There’s no shame in calling him your beloved, young miss. Or maybe you prefer to call him your man? Or maybe even… Your stud? Your breeder…?”
Carlotta felt about to explode from embarrassment, but luckily, Rover came to her rescue, putting his hand on Cantarella’s chin and guiding her back up, the older woman obediently following his wishes immediately, opening her mouth once he tugged on her chin and rolling her tongue out, awaiting his kiss, which came seconds later, starting a short make-out session full of slurping tongues that left Cantarella breathing hard and Carlotta even more jealous than before. “Hmph. Right, my stud he is then. I am sure to fall pregnant first anyway, so it’s appropriate”
Cantarella smirked, raising her eyebrow. “My, how defiant! Calling my fertility into question, are you? The Bane might be a mature lady, but she also knows of every kind of concoction you could imagine, even some that could return life to a dead jellyfish…”
She made her gaze aside, wordlessly suggesting Carlotta look in that direction, seeing a small table with about three or four empty glass vials, leftover drops of differently colored liquids making evident what had happened. Cantarella looked right back at Carlotta, a smug look on her face, before she winked at Rover. “Might you want some too? I’d loathe to find myself pregnant with triplets and leave you with only one child… But maybe that’s all your body can handle?”
Rover was too amused to intervene before, but at this rate Carlotta would pull out a gun, and that was no fun. “Alright, enough teasing… Let’s get started. The night will be long”
But Carlotta didn’t let up. “If you worry so much, why not lend me some of those concoctions? You’ve got more, don’t you?”
Cantarella opened her eyes wide, her smile widening. “Oh, are you not afraid I could be poisoning you, Miss Carlotta?”
The shorter lady confidently smiled, knowing just the perfect answer. “Not at all. After all, you would never betray our beloved’s trust, Lady Cantarella. Would you?”
Going by that very, very slight eyebrow twitch, Carlotta had hit the nail right on the head. Cantarella let out a sigh before dropping all of her playful smugness, replaced by genuine contentment. “Heehee, alright, Miss Carlotta. I concede; you win this one. Here…”
Cantarella walked towards the nightstand with Carlotta following right behind, quickening her steps to keep pace with the taller woman, before she opened a drawer in it and pulled out four small vials full of differently colored liquids, which Carlotta downed immediately, uncaring of any flavor or texture, wanting to get it over with.
Rover was already undressing himself, down to his shirt and pants already, looking on as Carlotta downed the concoctions. “What do they do, Cantarella?”
She turned to look at him, a gentle smile on her face. “Oh, they’re pretty simple things. You know, the typical. One boosts fertility more than you could ever imagine, practically sending our ovaries into overdrive. There’s no way we don’t come out of here pregnant…!”
“Nhhhoohhh…!! What is…?!” Carlotta fell to her knees as she drank the last of the vials, feeling her belly throb and churn and push and whirl and scream at her brain as Cantarella’s concoction activated every single signal and hormone that made her ovaries start working like crazy, preparing to spit out egg after egg after egg as if trying to prepare her to be a broodmother.
Cantarella moved around the kneeling woman, starting to divest her of her clothes, with no protest from her at all as she moaned and whined as her body accustomed itself to the drugs. “Another gives you tons of energy, another increases your sensitivity to pleasure, and the last one dulls your pain… A perfect cocktail to use when you want to get bred like a whore by your strong, horny, handsome boyfriend, no? To get mated like a beast?”
She caressed Carlotta’s face as the shorter woman’s eyes crossed while she moaned, her pussy leaving her black bloomers so wet that they dripped her excitement onto the floor.
And only on that she was left once Cantarella was done with her, her perky breasts exposed to their eyes and making Rover harden even more when she doubled forward, gripping the bedsheets as she let out little desperate moans while her body slowly got accustomed to the hellish sensation of wanting to breed like a rabbit.
The Matriarch moved towards Rover, helping him take off his shirt and then proceeding to kneel before him, pressing her beautiful face to his bulging underwear, closing her lucid eyes, and taking a deep, powerful whiff of his manly smell, her mouth opening to let out a steamy breath after doing so.
When she opened her eyes, he could almost see the hearts on them. “My dear… Your scent is so powerful…!”
He smirked as Cantarella moved her hands, climbing up his legs, feeling the defined muscle on them until she reached his hips, and without any ceremony pulled his underwear down, letting his girthy, heavy cock slap her face as it fell down, eclipsing half of her sight, her tongue snaking out to give it a preliminary taste, a horny, satisfied sound immediately leaving her mouth.
She looked up at him, his golden eyes intense, flitting between her and the half-insensate Carlotta. “Hmm, I know you want to fuck Miss Montelli already, but if you do so right now, you might just break her mind… And even if that sounds alluring, it wouldn't be a good thing…”
She pushed forward, planting her lips on his big testicles and giving each of the heavy, productive orbs a wet kiss, full of love and desire, leaving her purple mark on them. “But I’ll make it worth your while. I promise you…”
Cantarella pulled back, giving his length kiss after kiss, licks and sucks that tantalized him, the slight vibration of her tacet mark making it just that little bit more erotic than it usually would be. The image of Cantarella kneeling before him always gave Rover a very, very deep satisfaction, born from having such a beautiful, sexy, kind, dutiful, and provocative woman devoting her all to him.
And he knew that she would indeed make it worth his while, with her quickly reaching his tip, pursing her plump, purple-painted lips, winking at Rover before kissing his cock, smearing her lipstick on it as she kissed the swollen cockhead like a lover, showing it her appreciation and desire.
“Hmmm… Ahhhhh…” Before she opened her mouth wide and rolled her tongue out, letting it hang and moving forward, not closing it yet, letting his big cock hang inside it without touching anything, her hot breath warming his dickskin. He put one hand on her head, caressing her. “Fuck, Cantarella…”
The sides of her mouth curled as much as they could with it being wide open, her eyes narrowing. And then she closed her mouth, making him moan as she enveloped him in the hellish heat of her oral cavity, her tongue playing all around his length as she hollowed her cheeks, turning her mouth into a whorish pocket made for pleasuring cocks. For pleasuring his cock, as she would never, ever search for any other one than her beloved’s.
“Nhhhaaahhh…!” He let out, sucking a sharp breath as he slightly doubled forward, putting his other hand on Cantarella’s head. But he didn’t pull or push, just letting her work for now, slowly bobbing her head and painting purple circles all around his girth, feeling him throb and pulse inside her mouth, happiness filling her brain as she satisfied her dear, his face of pleasure filling her with contentment.
And he loved that so much, her adoring gaze and her careful attention, that vibrating tongue of hers feeling like no other in the entire world. And her sounds, any man would kill to hear them. “Hmm, nhhaahh, shrp, ghhhhmmmm…!”
But as always, he wanted more, and she would give it to him, relaxing her throat and letting his cockhead slip inside, before pushing her head forward and swallowing him to the hilt, planting a purple kiss on his base and staking her ownership of his fat cock that made her behave in a way so unbecoming for a Matriarch, but so appropriate for a woman starved of love and companionship for so long. And she knew she deserved it.
“Ohhh, fuck…! You’re the best cocksucker, Cantarella…!” He praised, and she immediately felt her womb tighten from his lewd words. Such praise was unbecoming for someone of her station, but with him being the one saying it, she couldn’t help but simply love it, her indigo eyes looking up at his golden pair with pure adoration in them, all the love that she felt concentrated on him. He let out a breath between gritted teeth as Cantarella slipped her tongue out, lapping at his balls as she deepthroated his meat. “Fffhhh, good girl, Cantarella…!”
She let out something like a laugh with her mouth full of cock, before starting to bob her head on his meat, forward and back, her beautiful sounds stimulating his ears too. “Ghluk! Hhnnaaahh!! Shhhhrp! Hmmm! Ghrk!!”
And from his peripheral gaze, Rover could also see Carlotta slowly stirring, her upper half on the bed and her lower half on the floor, her multicolored eyes looking at the pair, jealousy more than clear as she softly whined while witnessing the older woman expertly sucking her beloved’s cock with a zeal and devotion seldom seen on anyone.
“Ohh, fuck, you’re too good!” Rover groaned as he gripped Cantarella’s purple hair in his hands, pulling on it and making her slow down slightly. But she didn’t want to relent, releasing her grip on his hips only to wrap her arms behind his backside and powerfully hugging him, taking his cock to the base and renewing that purple ring around it, her tongue desperately licking as she kept giving him head like her life depended on it.
And even though he was much, much stronger and could stop her whenever he wanted, she knew he wouldn’t want to hurt her. He would let himself get drained by her, and she would relish it. “Ohh, fuck, I’m cumming!! Take it all!!”
Cantarella moaned, and her pussy almost reached orgasm without a single touch as she felt his cock pulse inside her throat, wildly throbbing as it started spurting his big load right down her stomach, letting her devour the first load of the night, his big balls bunched up to her chin. According to her books, a man’s first load is the biggest and should always go into her womb. But as she knew from experience, her beloved was no regular man, his every load a dense, bountiful explosion of life that could fill any hole to the brim.
And she could feel her stomach getting full of more and more of his hot semen, the warmth traveling down her body and settling near her middle, until it was finally spent. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down as Cantarella pulled back, the continuous, wet, loud slurp of her practically vacuum-suction filling his ears, until she let his cock pop out of the cocktrap that was her mouth.
She planted one last kiss on his cockhead before getting up, her legs slightly trembling from the near-orgasm.
“R-Rover…!” The moan of the other woman resounded through the room, calling their attention. Carlotta crawled on the bed, getting up to the headboard before managing to throw herself on her back, her face all red with desire, embarrassment, and jealousy. “Come fuck me already…!”
She tried to let that out like an order, but it came out more like a whiny cry, begging for his mercy. Cantarella could just make him fuck her instead, but after monopolizing his attentions for all of the start, she felt that it was fair to be a bit magnanimous with the girl. “Hmm, you should listen, dear. I shall be kind today and let you breed her first, let you pack her little womb full of your cum until she’s fit to burst, with her belly so full that she looks pregnant already. And I shall wait for my turn, like a nice, obedient, good girl…”
She smiled, at first smugly as she looked at Carlotta’s kaleidoscopic eyes, before changing to a genuinely happy expression as Rover patted her head, making her womb tighten at his attention. But she would endure it. “Thank you, Cantarella. Now, if you don’t mind…”
Rover moved quickly, jumping on the bed and quickly getting over Carlotta, pulling down her bloomers and throwing them away in record time, exposing her pussy to his eyes, the cute little heart of white, neatly trimmed pubic hair capping the obscene sight of her cunt. Her outer lips were reddened and swollen, almost like a beast in heat, a product of Cantarella’s elixirs; her clit was erect and peeking out prominently, screaming for his attention; and her hole was open and winking, signaling to him that it was more than ready to take all of him inside and let him use it until Carlotta was swollen with his children.
The sight was mesmerizing, but the scent even more so, her soaked cunt giving off a sweet yet intense smell that called to him so, so desperately.
"Go on now, don't keep Miss Montelli waiting, my dear..." Cantarella whispered in his ear, having climbed on the bed behind him, pressing her breasts to his back over that half-transparent nightie.
"O-Of course..." He breathed, shaking his head before moving forward, lowering himself to plant a kiss on Carlotta's lower belly, hearing her soft moans as he quickly climbed upwards, dotting kisses all around her middle until he reached her perky breasts, barely sparing a lick to her turgid nipples before getting to her beautifully flushed face, her mouth open as she gasped and sighed in repeat, trying to bear the sensation.
She let go of the balled sheets in her hands and wrapped her arms around Rover's neck, pulling him down and letting her whisper in his ear. "F-Fuck me... Come on... Breed me...! Fuck me pregnant...! Fill me until I can't walk...! I need it!"
Absolutely no man could resist those words coming from a woman like Carlotta, even as exceptional as he is.
"Nnhhahh!" Carlotta whined as he strongly grabbed her thighs, and without any waiting, folded her back, putting her in a position fit for the most rough and loving of breedings, her flexibility easily letting her fall into it. "Rover...!"
"Go on, darling... Pump her full..." And Cantarella wasn't helping at all; he was sure now that she was breathing something into the air, something that was driving him into wanting to fill holes until his body broke. But he wouldn't break. She knew.
Having her in position, all that was left for him was to do the same. He planted his feet on the bed, firmly gripping the headboard for leverage, leaving his fat cock hovering right over Carlotta's pussy, his throbs making it slap on her turgid clit again and again.
And then Cantarella, helpful lady that she is, gripped his hot meat and directed it towards its destination, not even bothering teasing Carlotta's swollen folds, letting his tip catch on her spasming hole.
"NhhhaaaAAAAHHH!!!" Carlotta screamed in pleasure as her eyes opened wide when he pushed down, impaling her heat-addled cunt in a single powerful stroke, the bed creaking with the strength of his hit, making her insides wrap themselves all around his fat cock and battering her lowered womb like a beast.
"Carlotta!" He growled her name as he immediately started moving, pulling up and slamming right back down into the short woman, the warmth and squeeze of her pussy driving him mad with the desire to fuck and impregnate her.
It's not like they were gentle normally, always enjoying the adrenaline of a rough, hot fucking where she was under him and he made her lose her mind. But this was over any expectation she could've had. Cantarella's concoction had turned her pussy into a puddle of pure want; she wanted nothing but to be destroyed by his fat cock.
"Gguuh?! Nnnhhoooohh!!! HhhiiiiiIIIAAAHH!!!" And he was just obliging its wish by fucking her so hard that she was cumming already, her searing hot cunt wildly spasming all around his meat, trying and failing to constrict his movements, each one of his rough slams making the headboard crash against the wall, cracks starting to form on the paint.
"Carlotta!!" He roared her name as he watched her from above, his golden gaze taking in her face, twisted in pleasure, her mouth wide open and screaming out, her eyes like dishes and her pupils dilated, taking in what he was doing, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she desperately dragged in air.
"My, so rough...!" Cantarella breathed from the side, exhaling one more cloud of her invigorating smoke as she watched her dear exert himself for Carlotta, ravaging her slut pussy like a beast.
She couldn't resist the urge, pressing herself to him from behind, rubbing her face on his sweaty back as he kept smashing Carlotta, letting her tongue out and tracing the creases of his muscles and lapping up his salty sweat, so delicious to her, previously taste-deprived, but now she could savor him perfectly, and it made her so, so horny.
But she didn't touch herself, reserving every little pleasure that her pussy could feel for him, its owner and her beloved. She kept moving up, kissing the nape of his neck, moaning. "Dear...!"
"Hmmmnnnghhh!!!" Carlotta gritted her teeth as Cantarella got down and kissed him from the side, their tongues playing while she kept getting ravaged. And even in her addled state, she wouldn't stand for it.
"Hmm?" Cantarella hummed as she was left licking the air as the shorter woman pulled Rover down, pressing her mouth to his and finally savoring him, her eyes rolling back as another orgasm wracked her body.
"My, you're very precious, little miss..." Cantarella smiled as she watched the scene unfold, their tongues wildly wrestling even as Carlotta was almost out of it in her orgasmic bliss.
And through it all, he didn't stop for even a second, shaking his hips like a wild animal and cratering his small girlfriend on the bed, his heavy balls sonorously slapping her soft ass as he got closer and closer, each movement through her deliciously tight passage wringing his manhood until he couldn't hold it anymore, accelerating his moves even more and driving poor Carlotta to desperation as they kept kissing, until with one last powerful, sonorous slam that made the bed creak and her womb scream in desire from the pleasurable pain, he let it all out.
“MmmnnghhhiiIIIIIIII!!!” Carlotta loudly cried out into the kiss, feeling how his warmth filled her pussy, flooding her passage with his dominating maleness and making her reach the peak of pleasure one more time, her eyes rolling back in their sockets as she felt herself get impregnated like a whore, every egg that Cantarella’s concoction had forced out finding itself forcibly mated by his swimmers.
Her body tried to tremble, but Rover was too strong, keeping her contorted into that juicy position made for breeding sluts until they’re full of cum, keeping her controlled and desperate as she lost it from the powerful orgasm, until her body could bear it no more, and she lost her consciousness entirely as her belly slightly inflated from his prodigious load, leaving her with a cute, little bump.
Rover breathed, slowly pulling back, Carlotta’s arms falling limply from his back to the bed. “Ahhh…”
He took a few seconds to recuperate before pulling out of Carlotta, a deluge of semen falling out of her pussy right after. He didn’t mind; he was absolutely sure that she was already pregnant.
“My dear…” He heard, turning to find Cantarella, knelt on the bed, smiling at him, her lips freshly painted again. He sat back, looking at her, his rock-hard cock throbbing in the air. And with a single gesture of his hand, he called her to him, and she obliged, crawling on the bed and lifting her hips as she wrapped her mature body around him, letting him feel the softness of her flesh through the nightie, compressing her breasts to his chest as she pressed her soaked pussy to his cock, teasing his cockhead with a smile on her face, until he put his hands on her hips and pushed her right down. “NnnngghHHH!!!”
Cantarella loudly whined as he impaled her on his cock without a second of warning, making her grit her teeth and close her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder as she powerfully hugged him. “Lift your arms, Cantarella…”
She immediately obeyed, raising her wobbly arms and letting him pull the nightie away and throw it to a corner of the room, letting him admire her beautiful womanly flesh in all of its glory as she let herself move back, putting her arms on the bed and thrusting her chest towards him, taking in her plush breasts, sagging with their weight and capped with those puffy, fleshy nipples that he so loved, the big mountains hanging over her soft belly and her impaled pussy, perfectly stylishly trimmed lilac pubic hair adorning it.
“Hmmmhhaann…!!” Cantarella seductively moaned as he put his hands on her breasts, powerfully squeezing her womanly flesh, massaging and kneading them with gusto, the smirk on her face mirroring Cantarella’s own, her pleasure soaring as the owner of her body did whatever he wanted with it, feeling his cock throbbing deep inside her cunt too, getting her halfway to orgasm on its own.
“Ahh, ohhh! Darling…!” She whined as he started thrusting upwards, very softly, bumping all around her silky passage with his cock, pressing on all those sweet spots that he knew very, very well. She had drunk those concoctions too, after all. She may not be as sensitive as Carlotta, but she was well over her usual threshold too, her face contorting in pleasure very quickly as he started moving just a bit faster, keeping his hand on her tits.
“Mmmhh! Ah! Dear! M-My pussy…!!” She cried, her indigo eyes flitting between that handsome face that she loved so much, and the place where their sexes joined in natural communion, loving the thing that men and women were meant to do together so, so much.
“I love your pussy…!” He pronounced as he let go of her chest and pulled her back towards him, letting her wrap herself around his body once again, planting kisses all around his shoulder and neck, marking them with her lipstick. Cantarella whispered in his ear. “I love you, I love you, I love you”
He started moving faster just as Cantarella started to bounce too, making their flesh slam against each other and heightening the pleasure even more, the mutual effort making them feel it all the more strongly. “My dear, you’re the beeeest…!!”
She loved him more than anything, her dear man, her dear master, the best thing that had happened to her, freeing her from her decades-long torment. And now he was going to bless her with children, and she couldn’t be happier, bouncing on his meat with all the enthusiasm of a younger woman.
“I love you too…” He let out the whisper in her ear in his deep, breathy voice that she so loved, making her let out a little whine, before he put his hands to her face, feeling her soft skin and making her look at him, her mouth open as she let out cry after cry, provoking him into kissing her, her purple lipstick painting his lips too as they desperately swapped spit as they kept fucking, melting into each other with the intent to make a child.
And Cantarella was losing it, fast; having held on for so long, she was now at her breaking point. “Dear!! I-I can’t!! I’m going to…!!”
“Let it go…!” He growled in her ear, immediately provoking her into cumming, her plump pussy spraying all over his abs as he filled her up too, flooding her womb and tubes until they overflowed and making sure she was impregnated with who knows how many children, knowing the potency of her concoctions and of his semen, her cries of pleasure getting ragged as the pleasure and happiness of being impregnated by her beloved overwhelmed her, her belly slightly inflating just like Carlotta's.
Rover slowly let Cantarella down onto the bed, the mature woman breathing hard as she recovered, a whine leaving her mouth as he pulled his cock out. He then let himself fall back onto the bed, taking a breather and closing his eyes for a moment.
And when he opened them again, he realized that he must have blacked out, because when he came back to, he had the two women over him, with Cantarella licking and kissing his abs while Carlotta busied herself lavishing his balls with her tongue, running it all over the sweaty, churning orbs.
“Hmm, you’re simply delectable, Rover…” Carlotta breathed out as she savored his sweat, cleaning his cock of any leftover cum and savoring Cantarella’s intense pussy juices at the same time.
“He really is, isn’t he? We couldn’t have asked for a better man…!” Cantarella responded between kisses of his muscles, worshipping his body, relishing his smell, and savoring his taste, so powerfully masculine, so delectable to her every sense, her indigo eyes roaming all over him.
“You two…” He breathed, trying to get up, but two hands pushed him right down, one for every woman. Carlotta looked up at him, her kaleidoscopic eye almost shining, the other one covered by his cock resting on her face. “Rest up, my Cat’s Eye… Let your women give you a treat for once…”
Pushed back down, he decided to let them, putting his arms behind his head and relaxing. After all, who wouldn’t want to have two of the most beautiful women in Ragunna worshipping their body?
And how they worshipped, with Cantarella caressing every corner of his upper body, exhaling invigorating smoke every couple of minutes, slowly bulding his energy back up, while Carlotta straight up jumped to deepthroating his cock, shooting him a look that screamed ‘Look, I can do it too!’
“Ghluk! Ghluk! Ghluk!!!” And she really could, her throat game more than on par with Cantarella’s, just as practiced as her on taking his fat cock down her gullet, letting her kiss his base just like her as she frantically throated him. Still, she was a smaller woman, so she couldn’t hold the tears that started to run down her face from such a big insertion, her neck bulging every time she swallowed him.
“Hmm… Look at her go, suck a talented cocksucker, just what you deserve, my dear” Cantarella drawled as she kept worshipping his body, getting up to his abs and sucking his nipples, leaving smudged purple lips around them as she lavished his hard flesh with more kisses, disseminating her marks all around his body. “Maybe you should get one more? I’m sure you can handle it…”
Cantarella smirked, and Carlotta frowned with her mouth full of cock, none too thrilled by the idea, which Rover knew was just a provocation. And it worked perfectly, because Carlotta pulled right back and spoke. “He doesn’t need any more women; just the two of us will suffice. Let me show you…”
She moved quickly as Cantarella kept smiling, watching how she placed her legs to the sides of his body and lifted her soft ass, hovering it over his hard cock, which Cantarella helped keep steady as Carlotta sank down, letting herself fall on him and impale her pussy with his meat, punching her womb with his cockhead and loudly crying out. “I-I’ll show you…!”
She didn’t wait a second before she started bouncing, making her soft butt ripple with the strength of her slams down onto him, slapping her flesh to him and pleasuring him just as she pleasured herself, her still-swollen pussylips clinging to his meat for dear life every time she lifted her hips. She looked back, her multicolored eyes full of love, lust, and more than a bit of jealousy. “You don’t need any more women…! I-I’ll ride you until I drop…!”
Cantarella moved upwards, kissing his neck and whispering in his ear. “She’s so precious, isn’t she?”
“Heh” Rover laughed, moving his hand out and giving her butt a resounding slap, making her squeak and look back again, a small pout on her face, but she couldn’t protest, as she loved it so damn much.
She wriggled her backside left and right, provoking him into doing it again, before gripping one of her cheeks and guiding her moves, keeping her spread and making her slow down, guiding her moves, making her feel it much more strongly than before, her bent legs trembling as he made her touch her every sensitive spot with his meat, her moans overtaking her words. Her head hung, drool falling from her open mouth as the pleasure started to overwhelm her, the interspersed hits on her flesh only exciting her even more. Her body belongs to him, and he can do whatever he wants with it. He knows it, and she knows it. And they love it.
And she could hear other hits too, along with soft moans coming from her rival, his other hand surely busy giving her some rough treatment too. But she was content to be the one with his cock inside her at the moment, feeling his hand kneading her flesh, and being the one to make him moan.
Only that his moans all went into Cantarella’s mouth as she kissed him, holding his face with both of her hands as he stirred her pussy with his other hand, two fingers inside her hole and one rubbing her clit, making her tremble.
But Carlotta was feeling too good to care anymore, just continuing to let herself be guided by his hand into taller heights, until she could feel her orgasm arriving by surprise, making her scream out as her legs buckled and she fell onto his hips, smashing her womb and making her whine. There was no pain, Cantarella’s concoction working to perfection, all of it replaced by abject pleasure that she tried to resist, biting her lip. But to no avail, orgasm overtaking her completely and making her whine like a wild animal as he started thrusting upwards as she kept cumming, seeking to please himself, using her hole as a toy until he reached his orgasm too, flooding her pussy with his semen once again and swelling her womb with it even more, the bump on her stomach making her look pregnant already.
As Carlotta fell forward, Cantarella shifted on the bed, getting on her hands and knees and pointing her soft, fat ass towards him, wriggling her hips as her juices and his seed ran down her leg, provoking him. “Are you feeling better, my dear? I’m sure you are… Come, please, give me some of that rough treatment too…”
Rover was indeed feeling hale as a horse again after Cantarella breathed so much of her energizing smoke, letting him easily get on his feet and behind her, bending his legs and fixing his cock to her hole, before powerfully gripping her hips and slamming himself right inside Cantarella’s pussy, where she felt he belonged, making her feel so full and so owned and so good and so beloved.
“Ohhh!! You’re so hard, beloved!!” Cantarella moaned with a smile on her face as he moved, fulfilling her wish and going fast and hard from the get-go, stirring her insides and molding them even more to the shape of his manhood as he fucked her pussy with all of his love and lust, battering her womb with hit after hit of his cocktip, full of his cum already yet wanting more and more.
“Ahh! My, Rover! Hmm?!!” Cantarella turned her head back and tried to speak, only for Carlotta to slip in front of her and pull her head towards her, mashing her face on her pussy. “Lady Cantarella, it seems to me that you love his seed very much, so why not have some more, if you would?”
The provocation was clear in Carlotta’s voice, but Cantarella only smiled, letting her tongue out and lavishing the younger woman’s pussy with it, its vibrations setting her moaning in barely a second. “Nnnhiiiahh!!”
Rover had to suppress a snicker as he watched Carlotta’s face while she tried to resist the pleasure, not expecting the effect that Cantarella’s tacet mark would have on her, each touch of it on her clit making her cry out, her pussy still ridiculously sensitive from the woman’s elixirs.
The situation was amusing and all, but he still had work to do, so he started moving again, slamming himself into Cantarella with all of his strength, pushing her face into Carlotta’s pussy with each move, battering her womb with his cockhead as his balls slapped her erect clit from the force of his moves.
“Hmmmhhmhmm!!” Cantarella moaned into Carlotta’s pussy as she kept going, slipping her tongue inside her stretched hole and starting to lick and suck the cum right out of her, her lips pressed to the other woman’s reddened labia, squishing it just as her nose pressed to her clit, giving her more and more pleasure that quickly started to build up over itself, getting Carlotta closer and closer to orgasm.
Even if her mind was clear with each orgasm, her pussy only got more and more sensitive. And feeling Cantarella’s tongue inside her made her feel very good, yes, but it was nothing compared to his cock, to her beloved’s manhood, filling her up so good that she never wanted to let him pull out. At least she knew that it would be her turn next.
“Ohh!! Hmm!!! Ah!!!” Carlotta gripped Cantarella’s purple hair as she kept eating her cunt while Rover plowed her from behind, his hips a blur as he fucked the mature woman at breakneck speed, ravaging her insides until she was cumming, and even so the woman didn’t stop licking, throwing Carlotta into another orgasm too, and then as Cantarella savored her juices, their man filled her up again, flooding her womb with his swimmers and making her belly match Carlotta's.
And he still had a lot of energy. This session would last long into the night, and there would be no unfertilized womb come morning. The small table to the side felt him fucking the white-haired woman on her back, just as the wall was stained with Cantarella’s juices as he pressed her to it and fucked her like that. And on the floor and in the bathroom, they cleaned themselves only to get dirty again, changed the sheets only to soil those too, partaking in the most intense of baby-making sex until morning came, and then he still kept fucking, placing Cantarella on the bed and stacking Carlotta over her, pressing their swollen, abused pussies against each other.
“Ohhh… Dear… I can’t anymore…!!” Cantarella whined as he slipped inside her and fucked her softly, scraping on her sensitive walls with his still-hard cock, impossible to put down with her invigorating him every so often to pair with his already-impressive stamina.
“Please, please, please, please…!” Carlotta moaned as he fingered her, until he packed her full of his cock again after giving Cantarella one last load, giving her womb one extra bumping and slamming before filling it with another fat load of his cum that made her belly bloat even more, before doing the same to the shorter woman and pulling out, sitting back, finally letting himself go soft.
“Haaaahh… Haaahh…” He breathed, trying to stay awake for just one more second, so he could admire the beautiful scene in front of him, their reddened, swollen, gaping pussies squishing against each other.
“I’m… So full of cum… I’m pregnant with his baby…” Carlotta whispered to herself, her head resting on Cantarella’s soft breasts, her vision starting to blur.
“I can’t wait to meet them…” Cantarella spoke, a dreamy smile on her face as her eyes started to close, finally falling asleep just like Carlotta.
He looked at them, sleeping so peacefully after such a ravaging, and he almost felt jealous. But he smiled, happy. Carefully, he lifted Carlotta off Cantarella and placed them on the bed, one to each side, before nestling in the middle and embracing each one with one of his arms, pressing their cum-swollen bellies to his sides and letting them rest all together.
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For a while, people wondered just how the Laureate had managed to make the two feuding families make peace. For a while, indeed, because the truth made itself obvious before too long.
Being seen having dinner together, all three of them, huge bellies on each of the women? No one knew if it was an extremely careless move or a statement of just how he did it. But more than one man felt a pang of jealousy at seeing such a scene, with him being surrounded by a pregnant beauty on each side, caressing his thighs or feeding him with smiles on their faces. It was a truly particular method of tying the families together by blood.
To them, he must be living the dream.
And to him? He felt he was indeed living it. Feeling the two women, their differences mostly reconciled, with Ragunna more peaceful than ever, with his hands posed on their bellies, cradling two children each, savoring delicious food together with them? It was indeed the dream.