Her mind raced as she watched Julian, his entire demeanor shifting with those words. She couldn't tear her eyes away, caught between awe and a terrifyingly excited thrill.
A breathless gasp escaped her lips, "Does he... want to fuck me that much?" Her heart pounded wildly as her gazed locked onto the intense sight before her. "But I'm his… mother…" Regina whispered to herself.
"And....It's.... not even… even gentle..." Her breath hitched and her body flushed with heat as the implications of his actions took hold in her mind.
"He wants me… rough," she whispered as a terrifying excitement coursed through her.
"Can I even take that?" she thought. The thought lingered in her mind but before she could process it further, she was jolted back to reality by Eleanor's moan, a sound thick with desire.
"Yesss... go on..." Eleanor moaned "Do you like mother's pussy?"
Julian managed to utter, "Yess... so good," his voice thick with pleasure.
The sound of his moan, the pure desire for her made Regina's pulse quicken.
"He likes my pussy," she whispered to herself, the words both shocking and intoxicating. The thought sent a surge of arousal through her as her hands moved even faster.
"Mmhhhhh... I likeee... you... your... cock tooo..." Regina continued, her voice trembling as the words left her lips.
The sensation of both pleasure and shame clashed within her but, she couldn't stop herself as the overwhelming heat built up inside her.
The image of Alden flashed in her mind for a short moment, flooding her with guilt. But she quickly pushed it aside, replacing it by the image of Julian as his cock pounded into her, fucking her brains out.
Her fingertips circled her clit in an erratic pattern as she watched her son's powerful hips thrust into her daughter.
"Yesss... Julian, go on," she whispered, "Fuck your mother's pussy like you own it."
Meanwhile, Eleanor, feeling Julian's cock swell inside her, smirked wickedly. "Yess... are you about to cum?" she purred.
Julian's breath was shallow as he whispered, "Yesss..." His eyes fluttered shut as he got lost in his imagination, filled with the overwhelming need to cum inside his "mother's" pussy.
His strokes grew more erratic, his hips slapping against Eleanor's thighs as he chased his release.
"Yesss," Eleanor encouraged him, her voice breathless with her own pleasure. "Imagine it's her tight, wet cunt, begging for your seed."
Julian's eyes snapped open, and he stared down at Eleanor. Her words were like a spell, completely enchanting him. He pounded into her harder, the vision of their mother beneath him growing more vivid with each powerful stroke.
Regina's free hand moved to her breast, playing with her nipples roughly while other hand continued its movement inside her pussy.
"Yesss, Julian," she moaned. "I need your seed inside me."
Her words were loud enough for both Julian and Eleanor to hear. Julian's body froze for a moment, his breath ragged, before he could hold back no more.
Eleanor lips curled into a sly, wicked smile as she leaned closer, "Did you hear that?" she teased. "She wants you to fill her." The words were like a fire, igniting the hunger in both of them.
Julian turned his head toward the door, his gaze locking with Regina's. Her heart raced, thumping in her chest as their eyes met. An unspoken challenge and yearning passed between them.
She didn't pull or run away. Instead, her fingers worked faster, her breath coming in sharp, needy gasps as she watched him completely consumed by the sight of him.
With a powerful thrust, Julian buried himself deep inside Eleanor. His body tensed and a low groan escaped him as he came inside her, filling her with his seed.
The raw, desperate sound of him echoed through the room, sending a shockwave through Regina's core. She could feel unquenchable heat between her legs, her own body aching to feel what Eleanor had just experienced.
Julian's eyes never left hers, his chest heaving as he pulled back from Eleanor. His cock glistened with a mixture of his cum and Eleanor's juices as he slowly turned towards Regina.
He wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it in slow rhythm.
Regina's eyes locked onto his cock, her breath catching in her throat as she watched him.
"He's stroking it for me," Regina breathed, her voice trembling with desire as her fingers curled inside her, pushing deeper with each passing moment.
"Mhhh... yes... go on... stroke your cock for me," she moaned. Her breaths grew quicker, each thrust of her fingers mimicking the rhythm of his hand.
And finally, Her body tensed as the wave of her orgasm crashed over her, flooding her senses.
"Yesss... so... goo—" she gasped but could not manage to finish her words as the pleasure consumed her.
She couldn't hold herself up any longer, her legs giving way as she fell to her knees, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She had cum to the sight of her son's cock, and somehow, there was no guilt or shame to hold her back. The pleasure had been overwhelming, unlike anything she had ever felt before.
Julian and Eleanor exchanged victorious glance. Julian stood up, his movements slow and calm as he approached Regina. He reached the door and opened it with ease. Regina's gaze lifted, meeting with his.
Her eyes widened as she saw his cock hanging before her. It was even longer and thicker up close. His cum dripped from the tip, staining the ground beneath with his mess.
He pushed his cock a little closer, and a drop of cum spilled onto the fabric of her breast. She said nothing, her heart racing wildly as her eyes locked with his.
He pulled back slightly and whispered, "Keep the door of your room open tomorrow."
His words were soft and seductive but before she could respond, he teleported, vanishing from her sight. Her heart raced violently in her chest as his words lingered in her mind.
She knew exactly what he meant, and the thought alone sent a fresh wave of heat flooding through her.
She dragged her fingers through the cum that marked her breast and slowly, without a word, brought her fingers to her mouth. Her eyes fluttered shut as she tasted him, the salty taste filling her mouth.
If I'm to fall down this path, I might as well enjoy the ride. she whispered.