Family Business 26 (NSFW) (Patreon)

Family Business
Chapter 26 (NSFW)

-VB-

Father held a feast to welcome all of us to the city, and the small city’s many lesser nobles and affluent citizens were invited.

“I-I said no!” Lux squeaked as she tried to keep my hands off of her.

I just kissed her as I lightly batted her half-hearted refusal and stuck not my penis but a vicous and thick magic tool. I felt her twitch and squirm underneath me, her eyes wide open and panicking, as my “tool” slitered in her vagina.

And then lightly ballooned.

She choked on her spit as the triple layered semi-autonomous oil puppet started vibrating inside of her while also generating not a small amount of heat.

She moaned and panted when I pulled away.

“Y-You’re a meanie, Marr!” she whined as I held her hands apart. The puppet hardened its exposed rear, forming a curved blockage, and then used that foundation as a platform to start vibrating up and down with its outer layer. She squeaked louder as I used that toy to fuck her without entering her.

And then I pulled her dress down and winked.

She gaped at me.

“No!” she hissed as her face lit up in a furious blush.

“Why not? We’re just … experimenting~.”

“I-I am not going out to the party like this-!” she hissed but I quickly stepped around her and pushed her forward.

“Relax. You’re going to sound upset about being back home!” I chuckled “serenely” while making my sister-wife to walk forward with a pulsating, heated, and pumping vibrator inside her pussy.

She hiccuped and moaned with each step she took, curling up and then straightening as the toy took random patterns to keep her off balance.

“Marr, I’m ggggGGG-!” she hissed and then cut off as her entire body shuddered.

“Oh, don’t tell me you came already, Lux!” I chided. “I thought you had more discipline than that.”

She glared at me over her shoulders as she straightened - though her fingers curled up and tightened around the hem of her dress - as I finally pushed her out of the room and into the courtyard of the Crownguard manor.

Lux had tears in her eyes as I hooked an arm around hers and “led” her down, though it was closer to me pulling her down subtly one step at a time down the front door stairs.

“Sorry, mother, father. We took some time to get dressed,” I laughed.

Lux glared at me.

My parents shot me a knowing look after looking once at Lux’s blushing face.

“Marris, we know that you are young and hot, but do try to keep your hands off of your sister… wife right before a big event,” mother sighed. “That’s just rude.”

“I will!” I laughed again and Lux pinched me. I allowed myself to yelp a little to make Lux feel a bit more satisfied.

Sona giggled.

She knew exactly what was happening. While I didn’t use toys in our threesomes, or foursomes when I got Delilah involved, it didn’t mean I never used them.

Lux shot her sister-wife/mistress a glare, and Sona shrugged before she turned back around and played her etwahl. Her titillating music filled the air, and people danced and cheered.

I intentionally brought Lux around and around the entire courtyard, making her walk long distances. She jerked and shivered as the toy intensified every time we talked with a guest and every time we walked.

Finally, she had enough. Towards the end of the party, she grabbed me before I could greet someone for the second time and pulled me out of the courtyard.

She tossed me into her room, and locked the doors.

“You…!” she hissed with falling tears. “Do you know how -?!”

Instead of verbally answering, I let the toy fall apart and drop to the floor between her legs.

She nearly lost the strength in her legs when I pulled the puppet out like that without warning. She bit her lower lip and tried not to moan, because it would mean that I was making her feel good when she was supposed to be feeling angry.

I scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed.

She glared up at me but there was more lust than wrath.

“My wife’s now properly wet and inviting,” I crooned like a creep. “Does my wife want me to stick my meat stick in her?”

She just kept on glaring.

But that only lasted until I stripped and then slapped my dick on top of her nub and started grinding.

Her eyes nearly went over into her skull, and she shuddered as she curled forward.

“Ah ah ah,” I chuckled as I intertwined my fingers and hands with hers and pinned her to the bed. “Do you want your fertile husband to stick his meat stick in your pussy?” I asked slowly, leaning down and whispering into her ear as my own begging dick throbbed between our stomachs.

“Yes~!” she moaned.

I lined myself up with a single moment and then slammed myself all the way in with another moment.

That was enough for Lux to completely let go and cum again.

She laid underneath me with her back arched, cumming her brains out after suffering nearly two hours of sexual torture. Her small hands gripped my hands as tightly as she could and pulled, trying her damnedest in her currently whited out state to stretch herself to the maximum.

And then she completely relaxed, loosening up like a spent coil.

She gasped with wide eyes unseeing.

I kissed her on the forehead and then started using her for my own release.

Lux mewled as I fucked her like an animal, and eventually ended up prone on her stomach by the time I came in her.

I laid on top of her and kissed her again.

“How good was the release?”

She didn’t respond to me for a moment before she turned her head around and glared at me when I got off of her, pulling myself out of her in the process.

“... Good, but never do that again.”

I laughed. “Sure, sure.”

I supposed that exhibitionism wasn’t Lux’s thing.