Book 2: Chapter 49

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. My balls slap against her. I finally got it all in and I can make full piston movements. I hold the little girl in my arms and thrust away.

“Hah, hah, hah…”

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight.”

“Hah, Hah, hah….”

“Ah, another one, I’m going to cum again!”

“Hah, Hah, Hah…”

Again, her stomach swells with spooge, the remains only leaking out a little after my extreme violation. It’s at this point that I look down and notice that she’s not really looking at me, her eyes blankly staring out into the space beyond.

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“Uh, Malent?”

“Hah, Hah, Hah…”

I pull my dick out and snap my fingers, but she doesn’t respond. Her eyes are vacant as she stares up at the ceiling.

“Hey, you. You want me to fuck you more?” I ask, expecting a vehement denial.

“Diiiieeeck… more… dick… thank you, sir… more diiiick.”

“Uh… how long have you been like this?” I ponder out loud.

“About ten minutes after you came for the first time. After that, you’ve sort of just kept going the last three hours.” Grimhilde responds wryly. “I know my sister can be problematic, but even I feel bad for her.”

The pair of us look down at the little girl, her stomach bloated like a pregnant woman, her body covered in many different fluids, her eyes vacant, and her mouth moving as she spoke incoherent words at no one. “Dick… mister… I can take all the dick…”

“Well, do you want to clean her up now that I’m done?”

‘What are you talking about. I’ve already told you-“

I lean forward and push on Malent’s bloated belly, the excess sperm used to fill her womb past capacity squirts out in wet milky gobs from her broken pussy. Grimhilde immediately stares at the gobs leaking out of her sister’s crack while she unconsciously licks her lips.

“You sure you don’t want a taste?” I ask innocently.

“My love is so cruel sometimes,” Grimhilde shoots me an aggravated look as she gets up onto the bed and moves on all floors, taking her own sister’s cunt with her mouth, immediately eating out of her box while pushing on her stomach to force out more sweet nectar.

While she does this, I move up behind her and lift up her dress, fondling with her pussy before sliding my dick, still wet with her sister’s lust, right into her love canal.

“Ah, just the right fit.” I say happily.

“Don’t you just mean I’m not as tight as my sister?” Grimhilde responds wryly in between bouts of eating pussy.

“Tightness for the sake of tightness isn’t everything. While yes, her pussy was tight, it wasn’t necessarily a comfortable fit. All in all, I’d say I’d prefer Grimhilde’s pussy, which takes it all eagerly.

“Mm…” Grimhilde responds; although I can’t see her face, she sounds pleased. “Then, by all means, have your fill.”

Without offering up any more resistance, Grimhilde wags her bottom at me as I slide it in and thrust into her without reserve. Meanwhile, Grimhilde continues to eat the boxed buffet I left for her. In the end, Grimhilde ends up in a threesome with her sister unwittingly anyway.

When I finally explode my last load into Grimhilde’s eager mouth, I look to find that Malent, still lost in her own little world, has not reacted at all to her sister’s actions.

I pick the little girl up and give a sigh. “I guess it’s time to head back home and clean up the mess. Who do you think won the fight?”

“I think the hero lost, naturally,” Grimhilde responds simply.

“Yeah, me too. Well, now that I have her master, let’s see how tasty this general who calls herself the cutest in the world is.”

“You’re drooling, my love.”

“Sorry.”