Hotel Chaldea Ep. Lusamine (Patreon)

Hotel Chaldea offered all sorts of services. Some more savory than others. Technically, everything Chaldea did was above board and legal wherever it was done, and everything passed the regular checks and inspections made by the UN to the facilities.

However, it should be important to note that Chaldea was a multidimensional organization, capable of reaching across different timelines. Most of them were very similar to the world you had been born and raised in, others were different. Some were exactly like the mundane world you were raised in, or rather, humorously, similar to how you'd thought the world was before Chaldea's truth became apparent to you. 

And then there were others that... well, weren't even close. 

One of Chaldea's experimental systems, product of the greatest magical and technological experts in history working together with contemporary scientists and decades of research compressed into small fractions of that time through time manipulation shenanigans, had been recently completed, allowing the mundane and common people of the world, like yourself, to actually start traveling across worlds.

Something that, prior to now, had been the precious privilege of a small handful of people, almost all of them instrumental in saving the world a couple dozen times from what you had learned. Ritsuka really didn't like talking much about her time saving the world from destruction, so you only knew a little bit of it.

This meant an expansion in services, which is how you found yourself in a world different from your own, ruled by a God in the shape of a Llama, who apparently was now friends with Ritsuka, and who had brought a strange request to you, from a young boy and his younger sister, barely entering their teens.

You had all three of your children with you then, Hecate, Roman and Haku, and all three of them were currently asleep, a long and tiresome effort from yourself to feed, clean and successfully put them to sleep, while their mothers were out and about, Ritsuka and Mashu doing chores and errands, while Medea was visiting important spots to inspect them for potential spots to put Chaldea facilities.

Whispering rules were being enforced, lest the children wake up. They would be cranky, and they weren't even at the terrible twos yet, you dreaded those incoming times.

The two children, pale blonds, one dressed in goth-punk inspired black and red, the other, a sporty white and blue getup that could pass as tennis gear. 

Finally, it was the gothic boy that turned back to you and with a little bit of embarrasment, he clarified the request. "We want you to... help mother relax," he said. "I'm not 9, okay," he almost hissed, "I know what this means, what it means when two adults spend time together," he said, "and that's about all I need to know about it, especially when it involves my mom," he said, his tone starting to rise until his sister put a hand on his arm.

"I, right," you said, rubbing the bridge of your nose.

"Don't worry," the girl said, raising her hands. "I've done lots of babysitting already," she said, "and I've got my friends and Gladion to help, we'll definitely be able to take care of the babies while you go help our mom," she said, earnestly, then she moved her backpack off her back and pulled something out. It was a picture.

A picture of a stunning blonde, thin, but with nicely wide hips. A slim, almost flat, chest but it suited her. Pale skin, platinum blonde hair, enchantingly intelligent eyes, and a tenuous smile. She was definitely the two kids' mother, they looked damn near identical.

...

Truth be told... you really didn't need that much convincing. The kids even knew you would give in, and had already set up a meeting, in a nearby private beach. Despite the paradise that was the tropical islands, so much of them was unexplored and undeveloped, and it seemed like some sort of company had bought up a lot of it. The kids were influential enough in that company to make sure you could get here, and that it was vacated.

White sand, an emerald sea, a brightly shining moon high in the sky that illuminated everything, two towels, a cooler with some wine, some glasses and an absolutely gorgeous blonde in a sexy black bikini. The picture really didn't do justice to just how long her hair was really.

"You... are not Gladion or Lillie," the woman said, looking a little confused. "It appears my children have played a prank on us," she said, her eyes tracing down.

Right... your swimsuit was a special kind. With the sexy blonde in front of you, you almost had a flashback to the first time you visited Jeanne. You were even wearing the same magispeedo swimming trunks, or rather, the newest model of the swimsuit designed for sex.

She did seem... quite appreciative of it, ogling you just as much, or maybe even more, than you had ogled her. You could see she was a little red, could even see her breathing catch up a little.

The kids had said their mother needed help.

You were quite glad they didn't quite understand just how badly this woman needed help. You could even see her pupils dilating as her eyes traced along your junk, which the trunks were doing nothing to hide. 

"O-Oh, you're... a gifted young man I see," she said. "My name is Lusamine, I am- well, that doesn't matter," she said, shaking her head. "I'm sorry, you're- you're not the first time my children try to set me up with someone else in a blind date," she said.

"I see," you muttered. "You sound like someone who's not looking for a relationship."

"That's correct, I'm not," she said, giving you a confident smile, but it was just projection, you could see she was more than a little shaky. "You see - I lost my husband a long time ago, and, well, I admit I haven't been the best at dealing with it."

"Well, your children didn't hire me for that," you said, simply and clearly. "They might've given up on that, at least."

"Oh?" she seemed curious then. "Then, pray tell..."

You stepped closer to her. "You see miss Lusamine," you said, giving her a smile. "Your children hired me to help you relax," you explained.

"Gladion and Lillie- no, they're innocent."

"They're teenagers," you said. "They know how things are. They know how things should be. They're young, they're innocent, but they're not dumb, and they're certainly dealing with their own issues..." you explained, stepping into her personal space, cupping her chin and tilting her head up to face you, looking into her eyes. "I imagine that they got a lesson or two at school, and correlated the symptoms you're displaying, with what they learned when they received sexual education," you said.

"W-What do you mean..?" she was visibly confused now, like she was trying to parse something that just didn't click together.

"What I mean," you explained, "is that your darling children realized their mother is sexually frustrated," you explained, "and hired me to help deal with that," you added. "And I'm going to do that. Your heart may long for a love lost still," you explained, "but your body has needs, right now, that it needs to fulfill, right now," you explained.

"I... I shouldn't," she said, turning her face aside.

Your hand grabbed her asscheek. Firm, impossibly smooth skin... if you didn't know better, you would have guessed she was a servant from how perfect her skin was, but the small hints of discolorations from where the sun's rays hit her put paid to that. You squeezed her cheek, while turning her to face you again, and then moved your face most of the way to her, tilting and moving in for a kiss.

She met you there, her body moving automatically, and within moments you were making out with the sexy milf for a good few seconds before she realized what was happening, broke the kiss and pushed only her upper body away, as your other hand grabbed onto your ass and now you played with it using both hands. She was wearing a sexy black bikini, a thong type that showed off the greatness of her ass, as well as a simple top that covered her small breasts and tied behind her back and neck.

"I shouldn't," she said. "I'm, I'm married, I'm a mother, with children... I'm over forty years old, you're a young man, and I-"

There was a moment where you had to actually comprehend that. "I would say you aged like fine wine but that would be an understatement," you said, chuckling. "Just relax," you added, helping her down. Her legs were wobbly. She was giving in very quickly.

She was so needy that her protests were only with her mouth, the rest of her body desired you so badly it didn't even try to hide it.

"Let me help you... that's all it needs to be. Call it assisted masturbation if you need to," you explained. "I'm just a worker, this is like a massage, and the only thing you need to focus on," you said, as your erection began to take shape, the special trunks not containing it at all, and instead, molding around your cock, acting as a sort of condom instead. 

You helped her down until she was seated on the towel that had been laid out already, and then gently pushed her legs apart, getting in place between them, looking down at her from above, as you gently pressed the tip of your covered cock against her thong-clad pussy. Her cameltoe was prominent already and becoming more noticeable as you rubbed against her, the fabric of her swimsuit felt nice against your cock, amplified by the sensation of your own... Chaldea's products were amazing after all.

"This... this isn't right," she whispered, like she was trying to convince herself to push you away.

"What isn't?" you asked. 

"I... I'm betraying my husband, his memory," she said, closing her eyes, biting her lower lip.

"No, you're not. Are you giving your heart to me? Will you stop loving him just because you have your body's very real needs fulfilled?" you asked.

"You..." she gasped as you began to rub your cock along the cleft of her pussy, through her thong, before reaching for it and moving it out of the way.

She wasn't wet.

She was soaking, flooding even. In the moonlight, she was almost shiny, and as your fingers touched her cunt lips and spread them open, you found it hard to find purchase, she was so slick with her own lubrication. She had been getting wetter and wetter with each passing second, and she was even dripping as you started playing with her hot insides, going past her lips and teasing at her love hole.

She brought a hand up to her face and bit onto a finger as if to prevent herself from moaning, but it didn't work, and she mewled out in pleasure.

She was ready, and from that spectacle, you were as well, getting rapidly onto full mast and pressing the tip against her, setting yourself against the entrance to her most intimate spot. You looked her in the eye.

"If you tell me to stop, to go away, and never mention this again, that's exactly what I'll do," you said. "But if you tell me to-"

Her legs moved swiftly, crossed behind your back, and then, she pushed you in with them, seemingly surprising even herself as she fucked herself in her confusion, her eyes became wider as your cock went into her.

She wasn't just needful.

She was so needy that her pussy was like, extra virgin. It was insane to think about it, but it was true, it was impossible to imagine this was a pussy that once got fucked regularly and that had given birth to not one but two children. You had half expected a mature and experienced cunt, but that wasn't what you got at all, it was like fucking a complete virgin, extra virginal even, narrow, stiff and yet at the same time, one of the hungriest and most desperate pussies you had ever fucked.

In her desperation she ate you up and sucked you into her cunt like an absolute expert, gobbling you down and taking you as deep as you could go into her, as soon as you went in. Two thirds of your cock disappeared into a hole that was both unprepared, and yet, excessively prepared for it.

"Gughk, ahnn, oooh, whhyyyy~ I'm, ahhn, I'd forgotten, what this, was like, I'm, oomph, I'm, cumming, guh, cumming already!!!"

And she was! And how! 

Her pussy seemed like it was coming back to life, like it was kicking off the accumulated fatigue and torpor from a long sleep, rehabilitating from atrophy... and she was relaxing and going crazy at the same time, her orgasm causing her to tighten up in waves as her insides convulsed around your cock, trying to strangle it, even as her hands reached for your back. She didn't have long nails but she still created red lines along your back as she dragged them along it, while clinging to your body, crying out, biting down on your shoulder to prevent herself from screaming.

It hurt like hell, but it was only making it easier to keep your mind and wits about you as her stupidly tight pussy coiled around you.

She needed this badly, and you would give her what she needed and then some. She was going wild, making out with you seemingly without a thought in her mind for a good few minutes as you began to slowly move while remaining within her, it was like she was possessed or something, she didn't seem to want to let you go, so it took a very long time to start picking up a rhythm to fuck her in, but as you did, her cunt relaxed more and more, as if remembering the art of fucking.

Before you knew it you were giving it to her hard, fast and strong, and she was loving every second of it, loving every single deep stroke. "Nghh, yess!!! just like that, just like my husband used to, you hit the best spotssss!" she hissed, "ahhh, yes, I haven't, I haven't felt this good since Lillie was born, I haven't had sex this good in forever!" she shouted, "keep going, yes, right theree!!"

Her cries were getting louder and more erotic by the second, she was moaning, her eyes became half lidded, the tension flowed out of her and she seemed to finally start relaxing. The kids knew their mother needed something, they knew their mother needed adult time, but you suspected they had no idea just how much their mother needed a good, deep and hard dicking. 

She needed her brains screwed right out and then put back in, and that's what you were going to do, your sweeping thrusts becoming harder and going deeper into her, your body meeting hers, crotch to crotch, she kept kissing your mouth, your cheeks, your shoulders, then her nails dug into you, she bit down on the opposite shoulder, and her legs locked behind you again, she was cumming again, you didn't know how many times she'd cum but it was a lot.

And you would keep her here, you were learning the angles and motions she liked, the speed and the force she preferred, she wanted you to lower your center a little, to thrust just slightly to the right, she wanted it hard, fast and deep.

She didn't have much of a chest to speak of but they were still wonderful to feel against your own chest, as you fucked her harder into the towel, pushing her beyond the limits of her brain's resistance, she was clearly losing it second by second, her begging for more rapidly became wordless babble, moans and cries of intense pleasure.

You fucked her, fucked her harder, and then even harder, taking her higher and higher and peaking her pleasure only to repeat the process over again, never letting her get respite, never letting her relax, never letting herself close herself off, thinking her needs satisfied and repressing herself again.

You were given a job, you would complete your job to the absolute best of your abilities, and well, if that job included enjoying this super high tier mature milf pussy that had seemed to evolve midfuck, who were you to complain about it?

"I'm going to cum," you said, panting, breathing hard and struggling to keep your own voice steady, looking into her eyes as she pulled back. 

"Ngnh... no, not inside," she mewled. "I'll, it's dangerous, super dangerous," she said.

She was... well, she would know better than you if she was still of child bearing age.

"In, in my mouth, cum in my mouth, let me drink it, ohh, I haven't had a drink of semen in years," she panted, "please let me drink your cum," she begged.

You snorted, then winced as you felt her clamp down on your cock even harder, but even so, you actually did as you asked, planting both hands on the ground, on the towel, moving them slightly as the loose sand beneath moved and shook as you used your strength to pull yourself away from her, to push yourself up, to get up, on your feet-

For a moment she continued to cling to you, but she let go, she uncrossed her legs, she let go of your back, mewling, moaning and crying out in intense pleasure, a jet-like squirt of pussy juice and piss exploding out of her cunt as you removed the cock, almost like it was a cork, another incredibly intense orgasm coursing through her, but she didn't let it keep her long.

You got on your feet, and stroked yourself furiously, trying to make sure you were ready when she was, you were having to hold back with every fiber of your being while stroking to make sure you didn't cum but the moment she managed to work herself up onto her knees you grabbed her head and then slammed your dick down her throat, her eyes widened to the size of plates nearly and your hands made knots of her lustrous, now sandy and wet with sweat, platinum blond hair and you let go, your balls working like little machines to squeeze out all the incredibly thick semen they contained.

With expert skill and determination, her  throat worked along your cock, milking it of every last drop of cum that was gushing down your urethra straight into her stomach. 

You growled and pulled back, almost the entirety of your dick was out, and she had her lips around about half of your glans before she caught on to what was happening, and then she moved forward a little, sealing her lips around the swimsuit-covered head of your cock, and she got the next load in her mouth, and the next, and then she had to swallow, fast, the thick cream hard to push down her throat as fast as it came out of your cock.

Finally, the exploding waves of pleasure ceased, and you could relax, as she sucked out the last few droplets of cum, and you pulled back.

She opened her mouth, showing you not just a mouthful, but rather, enough to make her cheeks inflate like a chipmunk, she closed her mouth and visibly swirled it, tasting it, savoring it, before swallowing it down, then showing you her empty mouth.

"ahn... thank you for that," she mewled. "It's super dangerous..."

You chuckled. "You know, this," you said, grabbing at your crotch and especially showing off the fact your cock was still covered in your speedo, "makes it so that the stuff that comes out isn't fertile," you said. "There was nothing to worry about."

She sat down, then relaxed on the towel. "N-No, not that. It was dangerous... if you came inside me- I don't think I could've come back from that," she said, a hand coming down to rest over where you figured her womb would be. "This..." she said, closing her eyes. "I think I would've fallen for your cock if you'd cum inside me," she said, sighing. "You fucked me so good... it was almost like my husband came back and took me all over again. Though, I guess, you are in better shape than he ever was," she chuckled briefly. "Even when we were young he always had a bit of a gut," she joked.

You scratched your cheek. "Do you feel better now?"

She nodded. "I... yes, you are from that Chaldea organization, yes? I believe miss Ritsuka told me a little about the team she brought with her... travelers from another world... I suppose there's more methods of travel than the Ultra Wormholes," she mused.

You weren't even gonna question that. Not your field.

"Alright... I feel refreshed. In fact, I haven't felt this good in years," she said. "Tell your boss that the Aether foundation will cooperate with all branches of Chaldea and you will have our full support," she said, "as long as you're willing to also offer us your support when we need it."

You chuckled. "You mean support as in our personnel and infrastructure, or support as in sex?" you joked.

"I guarantee you, I can pay you more than whatever my children scrounged up. I have... well, I owe this one employee of mine a huge debt of thanks for some things she did, and many, many apologies," she said. "Do you think you could find some time to help me... apologize to her thoroughly?"

Somehow, you were getting the distinct impression that you might have awakened something... dangerous within this woman.

"I... perhaps? You should probably ask Ritsuka if you want to put in a request for that," you advised. "I do still have my day job, you know."

She raised an eyebrow. "This is your second priority? What's the first?"

You smiled. "Well, that's being a dad. The second would be debt collecting," you said.

"Yeah... yeah, you're right, first priority should always be one's children," she said, nodding, a small smile on her face that looked a little guilty.

There was a long and peaceful moment of quiet between you, broken only by the sound of the gentle waves on the white sand beach.

"So.." she began, sounding a little awkward. "Do I have to pay extra for another round, or-"

You put your hand on hers.

"I do pride myself on a good service," you said, giving her a smile.

The sun was high up in the sky by the time you were done with Lusamine.

And as for the punishment Lillie and Gladion got for meddling in someone else's private life... well... let's say they got pretty acquainted with a lot of the parts that suck about caring for rambunctious young children, especially ones with superhuman strength and almost instinctive access to magical powers.