Chapter 399: Reika's Scene (Part 3)
"Plop—"
Under the black-stockinged older sister's own weight, the dragon plunged straight to the depths, relentlessly widening the narrow passage that had remained untouched for over a decade.
Amidst the lewd, squelching sounds, the dragon's head struck deep into the core, conquering even the areas of Reika that had never been touched before.
"Ah... Mmph... It's too big..."
Reika's beautiful eyes widened, her brows tightly furrowed as she cried out, "Bastard... Gently... Be gentle... Ah!"
As Reika cried out, Haruto also sensed something unusual.
Despite her mature figure, having given birth before, and with ample lubrication, why was she still so tight? Even though he had reached the deepest point, half of his dragon remained outside.
"Aunt Reika, I never expected you to be so shallow. It really doesn't match your voluptuous body."
After savoring the moment carefully, Haruto roughly understood what was happening.
Just as men vary in size down below, women also differ, though it's often less noticeable. So-called "treasured vessels" arise from such differences.
Reika's flower path was naturally narrow and shallow, even more so than some of the younger girls Haruto had been with.
However, her tall and curvaceous figure indirectly extended the depth of her passage. It was only because she encountered Haruto's massive size that this became apparent. Otherwise, even her deceased husband, until his death, had never fully explored her depths.
"Stop... ah... stop for a moment... ah... wuwu..."
Reika felt the dragon within her continuing to plunge deeper, tears streaming down her face. She felt as if she were about to be torn apart, her body pierced through.
Haruto gripped her slender waist, unmoved, and said, "Aunt Reika, don't resist. Just cooperate with me to open your flower palace."
The beautiful, cold, and proud widow in black stockings and long legs had a slightly shallow flower path, but the flower chamber of her mature body was completely normal. Moreover, such women with shallow flower paths often could achieve pleasure through other means.
Flower palace sex was one of them.
Haruto held Reika's waist, lifting her slightly, and thrust a few times. It was indeed extremely tight, even more tender than the middle school virgin Uzaki Yanagi.
"Ah...!"
Reika knew she couldn't resist, and her ripe body gradually began to experience the unprecedented pleasure.
The mist in her slender, beautiful eyes dissipated, replaced by the flames of desire.
The beauty's slender waist swayed gently, moving up and down with the dragon's thrusts, her soft and smooth mature flower palace cervix continuously kissing the dragon's head.
The dragon's eye clearly felt the slightly parted flower palace cervix sucking incessantly. Reika's snow-white, smooth lower abdomen gradually protruded, the shape of the dragon clearly visible.
Although there was still some distance to fully breaching the palace, Haruto was not discouraged. Instead, he thrust even more vigorously, completely intoxicated by Reika's charming flesh cavern.
Although her precious little cavern was somewhat shallow, it didn't mean it was uncomfortable. On the contrary, its maiden-like tightness made Haruto reluctant to pull out.
Reika no longer cried out in pain. Under Haruto's movements, she gradually began to enjoy the exquisite pleasure.
Occasionally, when her flower palace was struck hard, she only furrowed her brows a few times. The expression on the cold, proud, and beautiful black-stockinged lady's face was a mix of pain and pleasure.
But she no longer cried out, biting her lips tightly, which made Haruto feel it wasn't stimulating enough.
Reika's flower palace gradually adapted, slowly descending. The tender flesh of her palace entrance had been forced open, and the dragon's head could occasionally probe inside.
As the dragon plunged deeper, Reika's lower body wrapped around it even more tightly.
Haruto panted heavily, barely able to hold on. This wasn't just opening the palace—it was as if there was another little mouth inside helping to milk him.
"Aunt Reika, you really are destined to be my bitch!"
Haruto cried out, thrusting rapidly. The moment the entire massive dragon's head squeezed into the mature flower chamber, he reached his peak.
Scalding, hot life essence surged in. The golden-haired, black-stockinged, large-breasted, long-legged lady, as she was filled inside her palace, could no longer hold back her moans.
"Ah... you... no... you can't... shoot inside... ah... so hot?... so much??...Under the washing of streams of life essence, the beautiful and sexy widow finally reached her climax. The pleasure of being filled inside her palace, something she had never experienced before, completely overshadowed any worries about pregnancy.
Her eyes glazed over with pink hearts, her charming and voluptuous sexy body slumped limply against Haruto. Her tight, pink flower path continued to contract, milking the last drop of life essence from the dragon.
Amidst the slick, seductive embrace of flesh, Haruto regained his vigor once more. Maintaining the position of his dragon deeply embedded within the Flower Palace, he flipped over, pressing Reika beneath him and resumed his thrusting.
Under Haruto's forceful pounding, the coldly elegant and beautiful widow could no longer suppress her soft moans. Her long, shapely legs clad in black stockings obediently wrapped around Haruto's waist.
"Gently… ah… gently… it's too deep…"
Feeling the fiery dragon buried to the hilt, deforming the Flower Palace and sending waves of perverse pleasure, Reika struggled to maintain her composure as she pleaded.
Haruto, of course, had no intention of indulging her. His goal was to thoroughly break the proud, black-stockinged older sister beneath him into his exclusive bitch.
Gripping the beauty's slender willow-like waist, he thrust in and out with ferocious intensity. The force was so great that the entire bed creaked and groaned.
While doing his best to control his strength and ravaging Reika's honeyed passage, Haruto turned his head to the side, watching the young girl who, having just recovered, couldn't resist coming to spectate.
At that moment, Reika seemed to sense something. Struggling to turn her head, she moaned, "Mmm… Reina… don't… don't look at me… ugh… it feels too good…? How can it feel this good…? Ah… Reina… no…"
Lost in pleasure, the golden-haired widow suddenly found herself lifted into the air. Startled, her flower path contracted violently in a series of intense convulsions.
"Hiss…"
Haruto gasped in pleasure, surprised by the unexpected delight that came from merely changing positions.
Pinning the stunning widow beneath him, Haruto enjoyed her tight honeyed passage and soft Flower Palace in a doggy-style position while pulling Reina close to his side.
Resting his head against the girl's full, rounded breasts and nibbling on her tender buds, Haruto wore a satisfied expression as he declared, "Reina, you see? From now on, both you and your mother are my exclusive bitches."
Reina remained silent, only breathing heavily as she watched her mother's disgraceful state, her eyes gleaming with a strange light.
After holding back for a long moment, she suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "This is amazing! I never thought Mother was just a slut who gets turned on at the sight of Master's cock!"
After speaking, she looked at Haruto with an expression full of admiration and reverence.
Haruto was momentarily stunned, once again gaining an understanding of Reina's 'filial piety.'
He pressed the golden-haired beauty against her mother's back, his thick dragon violently plunging into the daughter's tender pink flesh cave, carrying her mother's honeyed fluids.
"Ah... so comfortable..."
Reina lay atop her mother's back, her delicate valley convulsing as she cooed, "Master Haruto is amazing... your golden rod feels so good..."
Hearing her daughter's wanton moans, Reika turned her head to look behind her.
Seeing both herself and her daughter being used by Haruto in such a shameful position simultaneously, she struggled to crawl out from under Reina.
But exhausted and sore from the ordeal, with Haruto continuously gripping her black-stockinged beautiful legs and occasionally thrusting the dragon moving inside the young girl back into her, the coldly elegant and stunning golden-haired career woman never managed to escape.
Haruto naturally wouldn't let Reika get away - this mother-daughter combo was definitely the correct way to enjoy things.
Sometimes ravaging the youthful, energetic body of the girl, other times thrusting deep into the mature flower palace of the married woman, the intense pleasure kept his waist tingling endlessly.
As the fiery dragon continuously moved in and out of her, Reika gradually forgot her struggles, forgot that her daughter was lying on top of her being casually used by the same man.
The stunning widow nearing her peak now only wished for Haruto's dragon to stay inside her a little longer.