Ophelia watched from the side, propped on an elbow, her hand lazily circling her pussy while the other tweaked her nipple. "Look at her take it, champion. She’s always been eager—her womb’s primed for your seed."
Elion’s hands roamed, one sliding up Esmeralda’s spine to tangle in her hair, yanking her head back to arch her further.
The other slapped her ass cheek hard, leaving a red print that made her clench around him, drawing a hiss from his lips.
He leaned over her, chest to her back, and bit her shoulder, marking her as his while pounding deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix with each brutal entry.
Pleasure built in Esmeralda like a storm, her moans turning to sobs as orgasms chained one after another—pussy gushing, thighs quaking, toes curling into the mattress.
"I-I’m cumming again! Don’t stop—pump me full!" Her body betrayed her control, asshole winking with each spasm, begging for attention she didn’t voice.
Sensing it, Elion’s thumb pressed against her rear entrance, circling the tight ring before pushing in knuckle-deep, the dual penetration making her shatter.
She bucked wildly, inner muscles rippling along his cock and finger, milking him toward release. "That’s it—take it all. Your ass is mine too."
Ophelia crawled closer, her enormous breasts dragging on the bed as she positioned herself under Esmeralda’s face. "Lick me while he fucks you, daughter. Taste how he stretched me."
Esmeralda dove in without hesitation, her tongue lapping at Ophelia’s folds, sucking her clit, and delving inside to scoop out the lingering cream.
"Ohhhh...YES!" Ophelia’s head fell back, moaning as she ground against her daughter’s mouth, fingers in Esmeralda’s hair to hold her steady.
The sight—mother and daughter locked in lewd service, bodies intertwined—pushed Elion over the edge. His balls drew tight, his cock swelling inside Esmeralda’s clutching heat.
"Here it comes—take my seed, both of you!" With a roar, he thrust deep, erupting in hot spurts that painted her womb in whites, pulse after pulse flooding her until it overflowed, creamy rivulets trickling down her thighs.
"Mmmmmmm!" Esmeralda came again from the sensation, her cry muffled against Ophelia’s pussy, her body collapsing forward as waves of bliss left her limp.
Elion stayed buried, grinding to ensure every drop stayed inside, his thumb still working her ass to prolong her shudders.
But he wasn’t done. Pulling out with a wet pop, his still-hard cock smeared with their mixed fluids, he flipped Esmeralda onto her back and spread her legs wide. "Ophelia, straddle her face. I want you both overflowing when I’m through."
Ophelia mounted eagerly, lowering her dripping cunt onto Esmeralda’s mouth, who lapped greedily despite her exhaustion.
Elion plunged back into Esmeralda’s cum-filled pussy, the slick mess squelching around him as he fucked her through the aftershocks, building toward round two.
Elion’s hips snapped forward, driving his thick shaft through the creamy mess already coating Esmeralda’s inner thighs, the slick sounds of their joining filling the chamber like a profane symphony.
Her pussy, still fluttering from the fresh load, gripped him greedily. Esmeralda’s muffled moans vibrated against Ophelia’s clit, her tongue thrusting deeper into the older woman’s folds, lapping up the tangy mix of arousal and Elion’s earlier release.
Ophelia rocked her hips in slow circles, grinding her swollen lips over her daughter’s face, smearing juices across Esmeralda’s cheeks and chin. "Yes, just like that—suck it out of me, my sweet girl. Show our champion how well you serve."
Her voice was husky, laced with command, as she reached down to pinch Esmeralda’s nipples, twisting them until the younger succubus arched beneath her, body trembling from the overload.
Elion watched the erotic display, his pace quickening, balls tightening with renewed urgency. He gripped Esmeralda’s thighs, spreading them wider to angle deeper, the head of his cock battering her cervix with each punishing stroke. "You’re both mine now."
He pulled back almost to the tip, then slammed home, forcing a gush of his previous cum to squirt out around his base, soaking the sheets further.
"Ahhhhhh!" Esmeralda’s response was a garbled cry, her body convulsing as another orgasm tore through her.
Her pussy clenched rhythmically, milking his length while her ass clenched around nothing, the earlier intrusion leaving it sensitive and aching.
She bucked up to meet his thrusts, her heels digging into the mattress, desperate for more despite the exhaustion creeping in.
Ophelia’s weight pinned her down, but she reveled in it, tongue flicking faster, delving into the hot, pulsing core above her.
Not content to just watch, Ophelia leaned forward, with her massive breasts dangling like pendulums, brushing Esmeralda’s belly. She captured Elion’s mouth in a fierce kiss, tongues battling as she tasted her own essence on his lips.
"Switch to me next, champion. I need you to stretch me again." Her free hand snaked down to fondle his heavy sack, rolling the orbs gently, urging him toward another ejaculation.
Elion broke the kiss with a growl, his thrusts turning erratic as pleasure coiled tight in his gut. "Greedy succubus— you’ll get it soon. First, I’ll flood her again." He redoubled his efforts, hips blurring as he fucked Esmeralda through her climax, her squirting release spraying up to wet his abdomen.
"Ngggghhh!" The sensation pushed him over, and he buried deep, ropes of hot seed erupting once more, mixing with the first load until her pussy overflowed, creamy white bubbling out with every subtle shift.
Esmeralda shuddered violently, her vision spotting as bliss overwhelmed her, her body going slack under Ophelia’s form.
Ophelia lifted off her daughter’s face, strings of saliva and fluids connecting them, and licked her lips clean before sliding down to straddle Elion’s lap instead.
"My turn," she purred, positioning her dripping entrance over his still-buried cock. With Esmeralda limp beneath him, Elion eased out slowly, the withdrawal drawing a whine from the younger woman as cool air hit her abused hole.
Ophelia sank down in one fluid motion, her experienced pussy engulfing him fully, her inner muscles contracting to pull him in deeper. She rode him hard from the start, her ass cheeks clapping against his thighs, breasts heaving with each bounce.
Pah! pah! pah! pah! pah!
Elion thrust up to meet her, his hands gripping her wide hips to guide the descent, and his fingers digging into the soft flesh. "That’s right—ride me like the queen you are. Your womb’s calling for it." The sinful touch pulsed through his cock, straight to her core, making her walls spasm uncontrollably, her juices flooding down his length.
Ophelia’s climax hit like a thunderclap, her body seizing as she ground down hard, her pussy squirting in forceful arcs that soaked Elion’s chest.
Elion couldn’t hold back, the tight, milking heat too much. He bucked up sharply, flooding Ophelia’s depths with thick jets of cum, each one making her belly twitch slightly under the imagined swell.
She collapsed forward onto his chest, panting, but he held her there, grinding to push it deeper, ensuring it took root.