My world to Free-use

**Chapter 252**

Tanya lay panting against the sheets, her soft, delicate body still trembling from the orgasm I had just pulled from her with my mouth. The full, plush cheeks of her ass remained slightly spread. Both of her holes were flushed and wet, her asshole still glistening from the earlier attention, her virgin pussy twitching with aftershocks and dripping clear fluid onto the bed in a slow, steady trail.

Only a short distance away, Tara remained exactly as I had left her. My aunt’s lean, battle-scarred body was still collapsed on her knees, chest and face pressed into the mattress, black hair a damp mess across the sheets. Her breathing was slow and heavy. She gave no sign of awareness. The mess between her thighs was still visible, but she was far too gone to notice anything happening beside her.

I moved closer behind Tanya and rested one hand on the soft curve of her hip. The difference between mother and daughter was even clearer now. Where Tara was hard, lean, and marked by years of fighting, Tanya’s body was soft, smooth, and delicate, the physique of a young mage. Her waist was narrow, her skin unmarked and warm under my palm. Her ass, however, was fuller than her age suggested; the soft weight of it filled my hand whenever I squeezed.

I rubbed the head of my cock slowly along her soaked folds, coating myself thoroughly in the clear fluid that continued to leak from her. The heat of her against me was immediate. Tanya shivered at the contact, a small, uncertain sound leaving her throat.

“Jack…?”

“Stay like this,” I said quietly. “I’m about to use the tool I used on Aunt. Then you’ll see why this is so relaxing.”

She gave a small, shaky nod, cheek pressed against the sheets. The full weight of her breasts shifted against the mattress with every breath.

I aligned myself and pushed forward. The inside was tight, just like a fresh virgin’s. Slick? Of course. And incredibly hot. Getting the head in wasn’t that difficult. It was moving forward after that. It wasn’t a piece of cake, I’ll tell you that much.

The head of my cock met the natural resistance of her hymen. I applied steady, even pressure. For a moment the barrier held, the tight virgin flesh stretching around the blunt tip, the resistance clear and distinct. Then it gave with a soft, wet tear. Tanya’s entire body jerked hard. A short, sharp cry left her throat as the membrane broke, and I sank deeper into the sudden, scorching heat of her.

“Ahhh!!! Jack!!!”

“Bear with it. It will feel better soon.” I held myself completely still once I was fully inside, letting her feel the full stretch of being filled for the first time. Her walls fluttered around me in tiny, panicked pulses, hotter and tighter than I had expected, silken, gripping every ridge of my cock as if trying to force the invasion back out. The soft, delicate body under my hands trembled continuously. I kept one hand firmly on her hip and the other stroking slowly along the smooth line of her waist, feeling the fine tremor that ran through her.

She did as I asked her to, but the tremors passing through her soft ass, making it jiggle along with her thighs, told me she was in pain. Her fingers clutched weakly at the sheets. The sharp edge of pain gradually softened into a deeper, heavier sensation of being stretched open. When her breathing began to steady, I started to move.

The first strokes were slow and careful. I pulled back only a short distance, feeling the virgin walls drag along my length in a tight, silken grip, then pushed forward again until my hips met the soft, full cheeks of her ass. Each careful thrust produced a wetter sound than before. A faint trace of blood mixed with her earlier juices, making everything slicker and warmer.

“Hah… ahh…”

I kept the pace measured, watching the way her virgin entrance stretched around me on every inward stroke. The soft, plush flesh of her ass shifted against my hips with a quiet, fleshy impact each time I bottomed out. My free hand moved over her, stroking the soft skin of her side, squeezing the full curve of her ass, feeling the delicate tremor that ran through her with every thrust. The other hand stayed on her hip, holding her steady in the doggy position.

Tanya’s voice carried every shift. The residual pain faded by degrees. Soft, uncertain moans began to replace the earlier pained sounds. The tight, silken heat of her pussy remained intense, fluttering and gripping with every movement.

“Does it hurt now, Tanya?”

“Nnh… it doesn’t hurt as much now…”

I increased the depth gradually, rolling my hips so the head of my cock rubbed firmly against the softest part of her walls. Her pussy responded with stronger flutters, gripping and releasing in instinctive waves. The heat was almost excessive. Every inward stroke made the soft, full cheeks of her ass shift and bounce lightly against me. The delicate line of her back arched and then softened again. Clear fluid continued to coat my cock on every withdrawal, mixing with the faint remaining trace of blood until only slickness remained.

I fucked her with steadier strokes now, deeper and more deliberate. The wet sound of our bodies meeting filled the quiet room. Tanya’s moans grew fuller, less hesitant, higher and younger than her mother’s had been.

“Hah… ahh… Jack… it’s so deep… I can feel it everywhere…”

I leaned over her back, one hand sliding under to cup the full, soft weight of her breast. My fingers sank into the plush flesh, lifting and squeezing, brushing and then rolling the stiffened nipple while I continued to move inside her. The new angle let me drive deeper. Her breath caught each time I bottomed out. Soft, continuous sounds spilled from her lips with every stroke. The soft, delicate body under me trembled and yielded, so different from the hard, scarred strength of the woman lying only a short distance away.

Her first climax around my cock built more slowly than the one from my mouth, but when it arrived it was deeper and more intense. Her pussy clenched in long, rolling waves, pulling me in as she came with a broken, almost surprised moan. Her soft body arched and trembled hard. The full breasts pressed into the mattress. Her black hair clung to her damp neck while the orgasm moved through her in visible waves. Clear fluid spilled around my cock and onto the sheets.

I did not stop.

I fucked her through the climax and into the oversensitive aftermath, keeping the same deep, grinding rhythm from behind. Her walls remained tight, fluttering continuously around me, the silken heat almost too much. Soft, continuous moans spilled from her with every stroke. I stayed leaned over her, one hand still cupping and squeezing the full, soft weight of her breast, the other reaching under to rub slow, firm circles over her swollen clit.

“Hah… Jack… it’s too much… it feels too… strange…”

“You can take it,” I answered against the back of her neck. “Just feel it.”

I hooked one arm under her hips and lifted them higher, changing the angle so I could push even deeper. The new position drew a higher, thinner cry from her. Her hands clutched weakly at the sheets. The soft, full cheeks of her ass pressed more firmly against my hips. I rubbed her clit faster, matching the pace of my thrusts, and felt her begin to tighten again almost immediately.

The sensations sharpened. The tight, wet heat of her virgin pussy, the way her walls clung and pulsed with every stroke, the soft give of her full ass against me, the quiet, broken sounds she made, the warm weight of her breast in my hand, all of it layered together. Nearby, Tara remained completely still, unconscious from our earlier session, unaware of what was happening only a short distance from her face.

Tanya came again with a long, trembling moan, her pussy locking down around me in strong, rhythmic pulses. The added pressure pulled me over with her. I drove in to the hilt and finished deep inside her, flooding her with thick, heavy spurts of cum. Her walls continued to milk me in fluttering waves as the last pulses faded, the soft, delicate body under me trembling through the shared climax.

I stayed buried while both of us caught our breath. One hand rested on the soft plane of her stomach, feeling the residual tremors that ran through her. Her black hair was a damp mess against the sheets. The full, plush cheeks of her ass twitched against my hips. Between us, the place where we remained joined was a slick, messy seal of cum and her own fluids.

The room remained quiet except for the sound of our breathing. And in that calm quiet, a thought slowly crept into my mind.

Should I fuck both of them at once now?

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