My world to Free-use

**Chapter 259**

But maybe her pussy was. No worries. I had many options. One of them was already prepared.

[State of Completion]

[Activated]

It swelled back into her while she was still dripping the little of the second load that wasn’t absorbed. Her mouth opened against the bench. Her pussy had to stretch around the hardening of my dick.

“Hnnn—! It’s hard— ahn— again— ahh~~!”

I pulled out of her cunt on purpose this time.

She made a raw noise at the empty feeling. I put her chest to the rail, ass out, and dragged a thumb through the mess running down from her pussy. The lightly loosened hole was quivering under my touch, as if expecting me to enter it. I spat on it, worked two fingers in to the second knuckle, then three, twisting until the hole stopped trying to shut me out.

“Hng— Jack— I— ahn— I lo-unng-love it—!”

“I know.”

I took the fingers out, lined the head up on that tight but prepared ring, and pushed.

The head sank in slower than her pussy had. Her ass opened around it in a tight, hot pull and then clenched like it wanted the thickness gone, but contrary to what it wanted, its owner wanted to suck me in. I gave her another inch. Then another. My hips met her red cheeks when the last inch of it settled.

“AAAAHHN~~!!”

Her fingers tightened around the flat wood, as if trying to scrape it. I stayed buried and let her feel the shape of it in the hole she once thought of as filthy. Then I drew back until only the head held her open and drove in to the root.

“Hngaaahh—! Ahh— it’s deep— haa~~!”

I fucked her ass over the rail. Not the same rhythm I had used in her pussy. Longer strokes. Heavier at the end. Each one made the soft meat of her ass jump and left her hole clinging to the shaft on the way out. What had leaked from her cunt, the little of that remained, ran down over my balls. The smell of her was thicker this close.

I put two fingers in her mouth and a hand in her hair. I don’t know why, but I had some strange attraction to her mouth today. Spit ran off my knuckles onto the rail. I slapped her ass once because it was already red and I wanted it hotter, then grabbed the same cheek and hauled her back onto every thrust.

“Ahn—! Ahh— Haa— Jack— hnn~~!”

When her knees started to go, I pulled out to the head, turned her, and put her on the floor on her side. Top knee up. I knelt in and pushed back into her ass in one slide. The fit was meaner on the boards. I could see her face twist when the head bottomed out.

“Look at me.”

Her eyes found me, wet, unfocused.

“Haa— I feel it— ahn— all the way— hng~~!”

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit while I used her ass. She came on the floor with a broken sound and her rear hole clamped down so tight I had to force the next stroke through it. I didn’t stop. I fucked her through the shaking until the clench broke and she was dripping from her empty pussy onto the stone.

I hauled her up, sat in the chair, and dropped her into my lap facing away. Back to my chest. I lined up on her ass again and sat her down until she had taken all of it.

“HNNNAahh~~!!”

Her hands went back around my neck. I bounced her on it. Short at first. Then longer drops that let her ass drag up the shaft and slap down. One hand on her throat. The other spreading her so I could see, over her shoulder, how that hole looked stretched around me, shiny, slightly open on the lift, swallowing on the drop.

“Ahn—! Haa— it’s— ahh— too much—”

I pulled out and repositioned her on the floor, her hands on the railing, her knees on the hard floor, already red.

Out to the head.

In to the hilt.

The wet slap of my hips on her red ass. Her pussy hanging open underneath, leaking the first two loads down both thighs, unused now and still twitching.

“Aahh—! Hng—! Please— haa— don’t pull out— ahn~~!”

I reached around and worked her clit. She came on the rail with her mouth open and almost no sound, then a raw “Hnnnaahh~~” that ran out of air. Her ass seized on me in broken pulses.

I stayed in her and kept going.

That tight, hot sleeve and the mess of her running down my legs pushed me over to the edge again. I felt the third load gathering and didn’t pull out to put it anywhere else.

Footsteps on the western path.

Not a maid’s short click. Boots. Two sets. One measured. One heavier.

I didn’t stop. I couldn't care less.

I slammed into her ass to the root and the climax hit while the steps were still coming. Thick pulses dumped into that gripping heat. I held her hips flush and let it fill her, grinding through it, feeling her hole flutter and fail to keep it all in. White started to leak around the base before I had even finished.

[Potent essence is invading Zara]

[State of Completion has ended]

The shrink started inside her ass. Size going. Heat going. I was still buried, still spending the last of it, when the footsteps reached the turn in the hedge.

[Invisible dome]

Mana came up into my hands on instinct. A concealment shield. The kind that would take the pavilion, her wrecked body, my cock, and make the whole thing empty air until I knew who was on that path.

The first thread of the spell left my palm.

A voice cut across the garden before the shield closed.

“Mother?”

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