Redux: Lineage

Jenevive was big.

She towered over me, was about as wide and 'endowed' as Celestia, and had no problems letting me press myself up against her bigness as soon as she locked her bedroom door. I cupped my hands around her enormous breasts, each one being about one and a half times the size of her head, desperate to get through the frock and the chainmail she wore underneath them. I immediately had my mommy kink set off like an explosion as soon as Jenevive wrapped her arms around me, hugging my head into her bust and gently stroking my hair while speaking to me in a sweet tone.

"You're so adorable," she said in a honey-sweet tone, smiling softly. "So adorable..."

She stepped back from me, taking hold of my hands and guiding me towards the bed, gently pushing me down onto the large, soft piece of furniture, and looking at me with a playful smile. She reached her her frock, unpinning what I imagined were hair clasps, before gently tossing it onto her dresser, pulling a hair pin out from behind her head and allowing her luscious, back-length black hair fall freely. She shook her head, using her hands to flick her hair out behind her even more, before moving down to her frock. It too worked on a clasp system, locking tight under her arm, at her ribs, and under her waist.

She opened it, threw the entirety of the frock aside onto the floor, and allowed me to stare at her. She wasn't nude, the chainmail still hanged on her... and man alive did it hang. It was as tight as chainmail could get, clinging to that wide, curvy body with such force that it looked as if sneezing would cause several of the rivets to rupture. I was sure that would only lead to it being less protective, but at that moment, I didn't care. Jenevive was pleased with the fact I was nearly drooling over her, removing the chainmail and sitting on my lap, clad in thin, cotton undergarments... and lacking any bra or panties underneath him.

"Touch me, Richter," she purred, taking my hands and clamping them onto as much of those huge tits as they could hold, grinding her enormous rear against my rapidly-hardening cock. "Enjoy yourself as much as you want."

I was never one to disobey good orders.

The only way I can describe what I did was 'vicious groping', squeezing, pulling, and massaging her balloon-like tits through that flimsy, dyed-black cotton garment, feeling her nipples harden against my palms as I continued to squeeze her breasts. Jenevive began moaning quietly, almost purring like a cat, as she bit down on her plump bottom lip, her hands placed flat on her thick, thick thighs, seeming as if she was trying to restrain herself.

She didn't stop grinding however, constantly moving that mountain-sized ass in horny circles, seeming desperate to open her legs and lean over slightly, but she kept those beautiful thighs pressed tight against one another. My hands worked their magic on her, definitely getting Jenevive horny and ready for our time together... only to notice a rather strange and attractive quality... seeping through the cloth covering her nipples.

"Jenevive... is that milk?" I asked, eyes lighting up a fiery blue in excitement.

"Possibly..." she said in her ever-playful voice, turning her head and looking down at me. "Dos it disturb you?"

"It disturbs me that you never thought to offer any," I said, a beyond-horny growl in my voice.

"Oh..." Jenevive said in a surprised tone. "It's often saved for my nursing duties... I never thought one such as yourself would..."

She trailed off for a long moment, staring down at her soaked tits with an expression that told me she was lost in thought, biting her lip in an almost guilty expression, before turning back with a nod.

"Bah, it would be nothing short of rude to deny you such a small favour," she said, moving my hands away and ripping her garments open, exposing her leaking milk-founts and shivering at the cool air brushing against such a sensitive part of her body. "I have found myself enjoying the sensation before... maybe now is the perfect time to ask forgiveness for my sins from one who can grant it?"

"Are you a naughty girl, Jenevive?" I asked her as she got up, turned around, and straddled my waist, placing her milky nipple just in front of my face.

I wasted no time with second thoughts. I latched my mouth onto her erect fount with no hesitation, getting a soft mewl from Jenevive as she hugged me into her pillowy tits, allowing me to get a large whiff of her delicious perfume and to hear her heart beating like a drum in her chest.

"I... I try to be as good as the order needs me to be..." she said, starting her confession right away. "I stay away from substances that would impede or impair my skill to perform my duties, I make sure all of my tasks are completed on time as not to upset the flow of my church, and I always follow the rules set forward by our great order without question and with great understanding of why they are necessary..."

"But?" I asked, taking a brief moment away from guzzling down Jenevive's cool, sugary fluids to speak.

"But I find myself distracted with thoughts of pleasure whenever I breastfeed the young..." she said, sounding as if she were genuinely guilty for what she felt. "It is never directed towards the children, as that is a crime I want no part of, but I must always... relieve myself after the task is complete."

"You are a naughty girl, aren't you?" I asked with a chuckle, sliding my hands over her waist and squeezing that ass, each cheek being slightly larger than one of her tits. "Is there anything else you'd like to confess while I'm here? I promise I'll be fair."

"I... I am a good priestess, I have made sure of this," she said, shaking her head slightly with a heavy blush on her cheeks. "I have committed no other transgressions besides misplaced lust."

"I would hardly call it misplaced, High Priestess," I said in a soft tone, thoroughly enjoying my time as pardoner for the moment. "One's body has desires, and attention being given to those desires will be met with pleasure. There is no one at fault for such a response. It is only natural."

"Then... I am forgiven?" she asked in a light tone.

"You are forgiven... and encouraged to seek assistance if the matter ever arises again," I nodded, gently nibbling her nipple and feeling the flow of milk spill out onto my tongue once more.

"I... I could not ask to take time away from your duties to entertain my delusions, Your Holiness," she said in a more reserved tone, now grinding her dripping cunt against my waist. "A minute of your time is worth a thousand of my own, and I dare not be the reason for you losing one."

I have never tried harder to keep my ego in check at any point in my life. I thought I was king of the universe the first time I fucked three girls in the same night, but this? Spending time with Jenevive feeding me her sugary delights, rubbing her slutty nun pussy on me, and telling me that I was legitimately the best thing in existence was almost too much to bear. I needed to fuck her and be done with it, or else I'd start abusing my power over her even more than I already was with this. I was a man with standards, yes, but even I feared what would happen if Jenevive buttered me up so much I slipped and fell into the abyss of my own lust.

"You make me feel so good..." she whispered, kissing the top of my head again and gently stroking my cheek. "Just the sensation of your body against mine makes me feel a euphoria the likes of which I've never known."

"Then just wait till I get my cock in you," I said in a confident manner, getting a surprised gasp from Jenevive.

I forgot that, even with how much desire she was feeling for me, she mustn't have had a lot of actual experience in sex. Probably where the reluctant perversion came from. One often lusts for what they have never had... which was probably why she was gagging for my massive cock...

I was starting to lose myself at this point, needed to get away from the ego-boosting before it melted any scrap of human decency I had in me.

"I'd never imagined you to be so... vulgar," she said in a quiet tone, making me wonder if I'd offended her in anyway. "It... it excites me."

Of course I hadn't offended her. I could probably slap this woman around the face and she'd thank me for it and ask me to do it again. Ugh... I couldn't listen to her anymore. If only to save myself from feeling guilty and to save her from being taken advantage of, I needed to plug my ears and block out the praise...

Or plug her mouth...

I moved forwards, breaking away from her sugary-sweet tits and made a gesture for her to get up.

"Is there something wrong, Richter?" she asked, a worried expression on the parts of her face I could see, raising a hand in a gesture to reach out for me. "If I've done anything to offend you, I offer my deepest apologies and promise I'll do anything to-"

She trailed off entirely as I unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my fully-erect cock, slightly slicked with pre at the sheer deliciousness of her body. Jenevive's hand halted where it was, soon slowly dropping to her waist about as fast as her jaw slid open, her non-visible eyes without doubt glued to my cock as her speech ran dry...

Several seconds before her wet tongue ran over her lips in a gesture so desperate that I thought nothing outside of a starving wolf could make. Jenevive was cock-starved, that was the only way to put it. She was a horny woman surrounded by a fortress' worth of big, muscular men, that she felt she wasn't allowed to touch because of her duties. I'm surprised her underwear was ever dry with how pent up she must have been this entire time, and the expression on her face told me she was probably going to cum herself stupid on my cock by the time we left this room.

"Your Holiness... may... may I touch-" she began only to fall silent when I raised my hand.

"Jenevive, listen," I said. "I get that you have etiquette and an example to set for your fellow Blades. I'm more than aware that you've been taught to always address your superiors with the utmost respect, to speak in a formal tone, and to be willing to serve whenever needed. But please, when it's just you and me alone together, can you drop it and just be you? I'll be fine talking to the High Priestess of the Blades of Illuminia all the time when we're outside, but in here, I wanna talk to Jenevive. Okay?"

She was silent for a long second, looking up at me with a slight pout as her hands joined at her waist.

"I'm not sure I can bring myself to do such a thing," she said. "It'd be so disrespectful... I'd be going against everything I've spent my entire life training to do..."

"Then what if I order you to act more casual?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow. "By the power invested in me, or whatever grand statement I need to make to enact an edict, I'm ordering you to drop all the ceremonial speech, the 'I am your carpet to use however you wish' attitude, and the flattery. Just have sex with me in the way you'd want to if we weren't in our positions. Understand?"

"I don't think you'd want that..." she said, gritting her teeth.

"I do. That's why I ordered it," I said in a stern tone.

"If... if you insist," she said with a heavy sigh, removing the rest of her shredded nun-attire and removing her armour.

"So long as you don't start pretending to be a wood mouse or something, I'm sure it's not going to be that-" I began, not even being able to finish the sentence before Jenevive grabbed me by the throat and tackled me to the bed.

The surprise came in large amounts, doubly so when she used beyond human strength to literally tear my clothing to shreds, throwing it across the room with nary a care, even tossing the same sword she'd just blessed against a wall as if it were made of worthless wood. She straddled my body, pinning me down with her larger weight, and drove her tongue into my mouth.

It was as her tongue nearly hit the back of my mouth, her hands began to toy with my abdomen, and horny, nearly-animal-like groans poured out of Jenevive's mouth, that maybe I'd woken up a beast that I wasn't prepared to handle. She clapped both hands to my face, tongue-raping the inside of my mouth inbetween hot pants, gasps, and growls as she continued to grind her sopping wet pussy against my leg. Her cunt was hot and shaved bare, something I didn't expect from a woman that presented herself as non-sexual to others besides the Alicorn, but I wasn't going to complain.

I kissed her back, rubbing and lashing my tongue against hers as she continued to explore the confines of my maw, gently massaging my cheeks as she continued to swallow my spit down as fast as she could. Minutes passed in the blink of an eye, Jenevive not letting me put my hands anywhere on her as she toyed with my tongue, eventually pulling out of my mouth and drooling into it again, letting me swallow down her magically-sweetened saliva with a giggling expression.

There was an unsettling look on her face, one that could be described as 'Absolutely fucking insane' as she ran her tongue down my body, focusing on my nipples as she wrapped her hand around my cock, keeping her 'eyes' locked onto mine as she began to beat me off. Jenevive's hands were soft and strong, a great combination for a woman looking to wank off her partner, and if she was inexperienced with this kind of thing, the woman sure as hell didn't show it. She pulled, stroked, beat, toyed, teased, and pleased every one of the eleven inches of thick meat she had in her hand, all the while never once taking her tongue off my nipple nor her gaze away from me.

She hadn't said anything for a while. Maybe it was because she was sick of talking after all the boot-licking she'd done, maybe she was too lost in lust to formulate a sentence, or maybe she'd mentally regressed to some primordial beast state where the only things she remembered how to do were eat, hunt, and fuck.

And from the looks of her, she really wanted to fuck.

She soon moved away from my nipple, moving both hands around my shaft and vigorously stroking it. I tried to sit up and ask her to slow down, only for her to jerk her head in a sharp motion, her body glowing gold for a brief second, and summon up magical restraints on my arms and legs that pinned me down. They weren't attached to anything, but were 'fixed' in the position so that no matter how hard I pulled or struggled, they wouldn't move.

She'd lost her mind, shackled me to the bed, and was probably going to bite my cock off any second now.

I was going to die here. That was the only possible outcome.

I grimaced instinctively as she opened her mouth, readying to slam it down on my dick, and probably eat the whole thing, but instead she pretty much headbutted me in the crotch as she took all eleven inches into her throat as easily as a sheath takes a sword.

"Fucking hell, Jenevive!" I exclaimed, not having been given this rough a treatment in a rather long time.

She didn't stop, didn't slow down for even the briefest moment. This actual demon merely continued to bomb her head up and down on the entire of my now-soaking shaft, her tight, virgin throat clinging to my cock every inch of the way, the muscles pulsing and tugging against my thick shaft as it struggled to fit down her gullet. If it caused her any discomfort or pain, she didn't show it and she clearly didn't care. She was audibly gagging at this point, the sound of my monster cock nearly ripping her throat out every time she pulled it out filled the room, slightly louder than the wet throating noises that bounced of the walls of her once-innocent bed chambers.

I was probably going to blow my load and die at this point, as Jenevive had almost definitely transformed into some kind of succubus at my request to act natural, and was going to send me to a burning hell of torment where I forever rode on the edge of an orgasm, but never achieved one, as punishment for my misogynistic and womanising ways. Jenevive was my punishment for my crimes, a sick, twisted joke played by a cruel goddess that wished me nothing but ill will.

I keep throwing around terms like that and give the impression that this was torture, but fuck me with a garden rake, Jenevive sucked cock like a Vampire sucked blood: hard and fast. I'd never had a woman be this aggressive when throating me, solely because they all seemed to have some kind of survival instinct about it. Didn't wanna break their neck, didn't find the idea of tearing their gullet open to appealing. But Jenevive? Jenevive seemed desperate to kill both of us on my dick and wasn't showing any sign of stopping any time soon. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and prepared for her succubus magic to end my life as I nutted as hard as a fucking explosion down this she-demon's throat.

She pulled my cock out just at the last second, allowing me to empty my thick, Alicorn spunk all over her mouth, nose, and mask. I didn't stop cumming for a good while, something about Jenevive kicking off my Alicorn breeding instinct that made me cum more than a normal being should be able to. After jizzing like a pig all over the High Priestess, she raised a trembling hand to her face, touching the cum splatters all over her sweet, soft skin.

I imagined that she was coming to her senses now and that she'd probably start apologising for the lovely little dick munching session she just had. If the world didn't have it in for me, that was what would've happened. But since existence actually hated me, it seemed the scent, taste, and texture of my cum did the same thing to Jenevive that blood in the water did to a shark.

With a complete disregard for any of her vows, she grabbed hold of her silver mask and tore it from her face, launching it across the room hard enough to make it stab into the wall and bury itself. I looked at the mask and then down at jenevive... noticing rather quickly the literal insanity that has possessed this woman. Her irises and pupils had shrunk, she had a faint golden glow on her sclera, and her entire body was shaking from head to toe, seeming desperate to get onto round two.

"Jenevive..." I said in a warning tone.

"I have seen the light..." she said in a shaken, completely crazy voice. "You... you are the light I strive for."

Oh no.

"I need more light..." she said, climbing up my body and rubbing my cock against her cunt. "I need all of your light!"

I'm dead.

"Give me your light!" she exclaimed, ramming my entire near-foot-long cock into her virgin cunt, the tightness of her unexplored nether regions being more than I could take, especially after how sensitive my dick was from my last torrent of cum. "Pour it inside me and make me glow!"

This was bad. This was very, very bad...

Then she started working her pussy, leaning back and on her hands and riding every inch of my dick, her eyes rolling back, her tongue hanging out, and a heavy pant coming from her lungs as those enormous fucking jugs bounced up and down with her hard slamming.

This was amazing. Goddesses, if I were going to die, there was no better way for me to do it. I wanted to grab hold of her so badly. I wanted to wrap my arms around her waist, drink a lake's worth of her gorgeous milk, and pump her crazy pussy full of as much 'light' as this psychotic nun wanted. I felt infuriated that I was being pinned down like this, strapped to the bed as I was being given possibly the best ride of my entire life and being unable to do so much as grab a handful of her tits.

"Breed me!" she begged, drooling thick spit onto her tits and having it spill down her stomach. "Fill my womb with your heavenly seed and let me bring forth the light into this world!"

Could... could I even do that? Was there something special about the Blades that made them fertile to Alicorn? No, that couldn't be right. If it was, we'd have used them as breeding tools until our species had been repopulated. Even if they only produced half-breeds or they were all inbred after a while, a thousand half-breed, inbred Alicorn would be better than three purebreds, one genetically-spliced Alicon-human hybrid, and a useless dud of an Alicorn like me. I had to imagine that I couldn't get Jenevive pregnant... I had to hope I couldn't, or else I imagined she'd lock me in the chantry and breed an entire army of Alicorn from me.

I came here for fun sex with a hot nun and was now debating whether or not I'd be kept as a sex slave for the rest of eternity. How does my life keep going off the deep end as much as it has recently?

I was dragged from my thoughts as Jenevive leaned forward, smothering my face in those enormous tits of hers as she continued to ride my cock, having quite a lot of skill and not going riding too far or too little for someone who'd never even kissed a cock before today... as far as I knew. Maybe she had a theory teacher. Jenevive was weird if this was any indication. I wanted to hold her so badly, wanted to grab as much of her wide, curvy, soft, big, sweaty, pale, sweet-

"For fuck's sake, Jenevive!" I cried out, mustering enough strength to somehow shatter her restraints. "Let me give it to you properly!"

Once free, I immediately threw the woman off of me. Her crazy face lit up with a mix of fury and displeasure as she lay on her back, only to have it melt away with a loud and pleasured moan as I pinned her down by her shoulders and rammed myself back inside her. If this crazy woman wanted me to dick her till her hips broke, then that was exactly what she was gonna get. I was gonna fuck her cunt, her ass, her mouth, and then her ass again if she really wanted the proper experience.

I had no idea what was happening to Jenevive, whether exposure to Alicorn cum made all the Blades go crazy, whether Jenevive really was a demon masquerading as a High Priestess to infiltrate the Blades, or if Jenevive really just was that hungry for cock that it made her go loopy... but do be honest with you, those questions could wait. Because there was not a force on this planet that was going to pull me away from this beautiful nut-case until I'd pumped every hole she had of the light she so desperately wanted.

I grabbed her by the base of her chin, forcing her to look at me before driving my tongue into her mouth again. Yes. I was getting rough with her. But, from where I was riding, if she didn't want it rough, she'd have said something. I hoped. Otherwise I was just raping an innocent woman in the middle of a psychotic episode from some previously unknown mental condition...

The places good pussy takes my mind, man.

"Give it to me!" she begged, helping me push away the idea that this wasn't consensual. "Give make everything you've got."

"Jenny, baby, you're gonna need eight wombs and four stomachs for that to happen," I grinned, somehow deciding that it was a good idea to crack wise as the psychotic big lady who could probably suffocate me with a single one of her tits if she wanted to.

And it seems she didn't find it too funny either, as she proceeded to grab hold of me and forcibly turn us over again, now pinning me to the bed once again, those big thighs either side of me, as she began bouncing up and down on my cock hard enough to make the solid-metal bed creak from the pressure. I had no idea where this series of events was going to lead, but so long as I nutted in her cunt at least once before she fucking killed me, I was going to be a happy man. Then she closed her hands around my throat.

And then I was not such a happy chappy.

Luckily the squeeze wasn't enough to murder. Just enough to be erotic. I think... I don't know. I've never really been into choking women before. Deciding that if she wasn't going to choke me out and the fact that I'd more than proved I'd choose pussy over life any day of my immortal existence, I pressed my hands against her wide hips, squeezing those big, baby-bearing bastards, and began to fuck her back.

Her grip loosened slightly, then a lot more, and then entirely as she slid her hands down onto my chest, putting her weight on my ribs as she looked backwards, throwing her ass around in a beautiful fashion as she continued to nearly fuck us both through the floor.

"Jenny..." I said in a strained tone, finding it a little hard to breathe. "Kind of dying here."

"Then make sure you cum before you do..." she said, her crazy eyes and sinister grin making me fear for my life for about the thirteenth time in the past twenty seconds.

"Your wish..." I said, gripping her hips once more as I slammed myself as deep inside her as I could do and blew my load into her womb.

Jenevive's head rocketed back, that same glowing feeling she had before clearly encompassing her, as I filled her womb up to the bursting point, cum jetting out of her cunt from what little exit room it had, what with my huge dick in the way, before she collapsed backwards, my cock sliding out of her as she lay on her back, panting in a satisfied and exhausted manner. I immediately got up, moving over to her side and looking her in the eyes as they returned to their normal appearance.

They were a cold steel colour, not cold looking in the harsh or uncaring way, but just a simple, shining metal that was actually quite pleasant to look at. We lay there for a long moment, my mind telling me to be ready to get literally molested again if her eyes wigged out once more, but my confidence told me I'd just fuck it out of her as many times as it took for her to act normally.

Jenevive stared into my eyes for a long moment, the post-sex glow in her eyes as a small smile crept onto her face only for me to see the exact moment her lust-induced insanity wore off and her rational mind returned to her. She shrieked loudly, throwing herself onto her knees and bowing her head before me, hands clapped together in a begging gesture as she began to plead with me.

"Your Holiness, I cannot express in mortal means how sorry I am for what I have done to you!" she exclaimed, her body wracking with terrified shakes from head to toe. "I cannot possibly beg your forgiveness for such a trespass, not only against you as a person, but for also betraying your trust in me! I took advantage of your kindness to release me from my bonds and did unspeakable things to you because of my pathetic desires!"

"Jenny..." I said in a slow manner.

"I cannot return to my duties after such... sacrilegious behaviours," she whimpered, audibly tearing up over the guilt of what she'd done. "I must return my mask and my frock to Cindria and go into exile. I only beg of you to let me find death on my own terms and not execute me for my transgressions..."

"Jenny," I repeated in a louder tone.

"I shall allow the elements to eat away at my beauty and the pains of hunger to steal this blessed body, as I do not deserve to be graced with the Goddesses' gifts if I am to abuse and neglect their Golden Child as I have done tod-"

"Jenny!" I snapped, grabbing hold of her by the shoulders and lifting her up, seeing the tears streaming down her face as she stared at me.

I didn't say anything more, merely leaned forward and kissed her beautiful lips again, wrapping my arms around her body and hugging her close to mine. She was shocked, I could tell that from how she stiffened, letting me get all the time I wanted with her mouth before I broke away and met her horrified gaze.

"How... how can you be so forgiving?" she asked as I dried her eyes for her. "I betrayed you... I molested you... Your Holiness, I am not worth your adoration..."

"You may have gone a little crazy," I shrugged. "But I'd be a liar if I said I didn't enjoy it. I wouldn't have even felt worried if you'd told me what you were doing the entire time. A little bit of hard sex is never something I'm gonna turn down. So... do you mind if we finish?"

"Finish?" she asked in a confused manner. "You... you wish to lay with me again?"

"Jenny," I said with a confident smirk. "I still haven't given that ass the attention it needs. You don't mind, do you?"

Jenevive looked back at her ass, sliding a hand down the pearly-smooth object and biting her lip in thought. She turned back to me, that same soft smile on her face, before she turned around and presented for me, getting on her hands and knees and baring her thick cheeks and puckered asshole at me, ready and willing to be ploughed.

"Perfect," I chuckled, slapping her on the ass cheek and getting a loud moan from her.

I buried my face in her ass cheeks without a second thought, getting another moan of pleasure from Jenevive as I worked on whatever I fancied. My tongue and fingers danced between her ass and pussy, driving them deep into both passages as I really worked my magic on the beautiful nun. I wanted her to relax before I reamed her good and proper, and it seemed that the licking and fingering really helped calm her down and make her feel better. She soon leaned forward entirely, now resting her arms on the bed and her head on her arms, not wanting to tire them out when I got to pounding.

She was a beautiful woman, she really was, and though I was so focused on Jenevive in the moment, my mind wandered to thoughts of Celestia. She was like Jenevive, only half a foot bigger than she was with a bigger ass and bigger tits. I felt bad about thinking of other women when fucking the present one, it was more than disrespectful to use a woman's body as a masturbation device for fantasies of other girls... but I felt lust for Celestia.

Jenevive had made me hungry for my grandmother, and it was a meal I really couldn't stand waiting for.

"You ready?" I asked after removing my tongue from her tight asshole.

"Whenever you are, Your Holiness..." she said in a sighing tone.

I grinned, pressing the head of my cock against her asshole and applying pressure, burying inch after inch of my monster cock into her tight cove. Jenevive clenched the bed sheets she lay on, biting down hard on her lip as the seemingly-never-ending length continued to bury itself in her insides. After what must've felt like forever for the poor woman, I hilted myself inside her, resting my crotch against that fat, pillowy ass, and releasing a small groan of pleasure as I felt the tight, wet tunnel my cock inhabited clench down on my dick.

I started her off easy, knowing both of us were tired and that this was going to be our last ride for the night, but was more than eager to upscale it to destroy her asshole if the mood hit me. And speaking of moods hitting me, my desperation for Celestia came back in force. I closed my eyes, bucking my hips forward and slamming into Jenevive's asshole, all the while imagining my grandmother's pale skin and vibrant hair, my mind mentally assembling moans and groans of pleasure from memories of what she sounded like.

My hands squeezed onto Jenevive's... Celestia's rear harder than before, feeling the thickness of her ass spill out between the gaps in my fingers. She purred lovingly, her large body hitting back against mine to meet my thrust, tugging against my dick in a way that felt even better than before.

"After all these years..." I heard Celestia mutter. "And you're just as good as I've been wanting you to be."

I cracked my eyes open for a brief moment, seeing Jenevive toy with her hair, tugging at certain strands and flicking it out of her face, before I disappeared back to my fantasy land, seeing the back muscles of my grandmother tense and ripple as she tried not to get fucked off the bed. I picked up the pace now, my mind using sounds I'd heard her make during training sessions to put together grunts and moans, watching her painted lips pucker and quiver as I fucked her harder and harder.

Guilt overwhelmed me almost as much as the pleasure did, using Jenevive like this as some kind of proxy for Celestia. I felt bad, it made me feel sick to my stomach... but I couldn't bring myself to stop.

"Goddesses, I can't believe I let your mother have you first," Celestia sniggered, looking back at me with her ever-elegant expression, present even when taking a massive cock up her ass. "I might have you steal you away from her. Make you my son for a while? Would you like that?"

I cracked my eyes open once again, seeing beads of sweat on Jenevive's back, hearing her moan louder than ever as I really pounded her backdoor in, wet slaps of sweaty flesh hitting against each other over and over again, rocking the bed forward and hitting it into the solid stone wall, closing my eyes again and imagining Celestia in the same position.

Her usual straight and thick hair was frayed and ragged, tossed and split from how hard we'd fucked beforehand. The make-up around her mouth and eyes was smudged, her eyes had watered and lipstick had smeared after how hard I fucked her throat. She bit her plump bottom lip once again, her mature features and experienced groans knowing just where to hit me to make my cock sing. I wanted to imagine more, but the sheer fantasy of her body was too much for me to handle.

With a tight grip on Jenevive's ass, my teeth gritted to an almost painful degree, and a muttering of a name so silent that it was almost inaudible, I burst my dam.

"Celestia..." I whispered through gritted teeth, dumping another load inside of Jenevive, making myself hear Celestia moan in orgasm as I fucked them both over the brink.

I didn't pull out, I didn't want to. I milked my cock dry with a few more thrusts into her tight asshole, leaning over and kissing Jenevive's, kissing Celestia's, back in a loving, affectionate manner before pulling out of her entirely. I opened my eyes as I dropped down onto the bed, staring at Jenevive's dripping creampies and feeling the guilt of exploiting her rush through me more than ever now that I wasn't nuts deep in her asshole and had begun to calm down.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Jenevive asked.

"Yes, Jenevive. You were great," I answered in a pleased tone.

Yeah, Celestia... you were amazing.