Sorry things have been so quiet lately, joining a military branch and getting all your new responsibilities in check after getting to your first base can be time consuming.
So, it's been quite a long while and I've decided to come back to this story with one final revamp. Nothing serious, I'll just be starting from Chapter One all over again and re-releasing each chapter once they're all up-to-date instead of leaving them in the old outdated format until I get to them. I'm going to clean everything up, add in a few scenes and descriptions here and there that I've dreamed up during my free time, and eventually make my way through to new content.
Quick thing to let you all know as well? I decided a while back that I do want there to be some Yaoi in this, sweet sexy dominant Crona Yaoi, hopefully it sits well with everyone because I think the idea I have is nice and steamy.
And now to those that liked this story: Welcome back! To those just passing through: Welcome to your depraved Stress Relief!
Medusa was frustrated, specifically with Crona.
Lately he had fallen into a particularly infuriating pattern of disobeying her indirectly, and it was beginning to pick at her nerves, she just didn't know what to do with him anymore. She had an easy way of controlling him with her magic, sure, but for her experiment to succeed she needed him to willfully go out and collect souls for himself.
She had tortured him, broken him down until he'd do exactly what she asked up until the point where he actually needed to kill something, thus requiring her intervention with magic. She had given him an incentive: Become a Kishin and never have to feel fear again. She had even set up a reward system: He got to eat his favorite meals every time he completed one of her missions. Yet no matter what it was she used to try and manipulate him he still failed to do what was necessary when the time came. What else could she possibly do to make him do what she wanted?
She looked through the eyes of one of the snakes set to follow Crona, watching him from the shadows as she pondered a way to combat this latest issue. He had just finished a mission and was cleaning himself up in the shower, his bloodied clothes lying in a heap waiting to be gathered up and dropped in a cleaner by one of her larger familiars while a clean set lay folded atop the sink. She had the snake slither its way into a better position, poking its head through the steam of the shower so she could see him fully. He was the same stick figured boy he had always been, shaking slightly even under the warm water.
What could be done to give him a proper incentive? What could she do to give him a reason to finally listen to her willingly? Hundreds of different scenarios passed through her mind until Crona's seemingly random shifting finally caught her attention, as did his faint little whimpers. She was about to dismiss it as him crying, as had become usual after certain missions and victims, but then she saw him press his legs together with a shaky groan. Medusa cocked an eyebrow, suddenly curious about his actions as she maneuvered the snake once more, slipping it in front of the boy under a patch of thick steam and her eyes widened at what she saw.
Crona was touching himself, the steam blocked her from seeing everything, but she knew without a doubt where his hands were roaming. She was surprised more than anything by what she was watching, Crona had never shown any interest in his own body from what she had seen in the past, though to be fair she had never even given him much insight into sex at all other than its purpose. And yet here he was, curiously touching himself and moaning beneath the noise of the shower's spray. Medusa broke away from the snake, crossing her arms within her own bedroom, her mind racing with a new line of thought. Sex… Could something as simple as that really be the answer? He was a young boy, no doubt well past the early stages of puberty from what she could see, so he would naturally become more and more curious about this new act as time went on. Sex was pleasant, it was a natural act for stress relief and was a very good motivator when it came to dealings with males…
Medusa reconnected to the snake just in time to catch Crona stepping out of the shower, his face flushed and his features uncomfortable, embarrassed even. He had taken hold of the clean set of clothes, holding them against his crotch, further blocking her from seeing the source of his discomfort. He seemed so vulnerable and scared as he walked away, trying to find a safe place to change himself and scurry away on to bed. She broke away from the snake once more, a sick, depraved plan forming in her head as she sat there with a grin spreading over her lips. So far Crona had reacted negatively to her more aggressive approaches, so perhaps a more… positive form of reinforcement was required.
A more physical incentive.
-SR-
Crona couldn't believe what he had just done… Why had he suddenly started touching himself down there? And why had it felt good? He was scared, he hadn't been told anything about that part of him other than what it was for, Medusa had never told him if it was normal to touch it, and he was terrified of asking her and risking a punishment in case it was bad. It had gone down shortly after he forced himself to stop touching it in the shower, but he could still feel a faint sensation and it wouldn't go away. And Ragnarok had been no help at all, the little demon had insisted that he didn't care about Crona's "hard-on" as he called it and that he was going to sleep. What had he meant by hard-on? What that what it was supposed to be called when it got that way? These thoughts raged inside Crona's mind until he heard the door to his room open.
Everything that wasn't related to Medusa was pushed aside in seconds as the boy went stock still while Medusa walked up to the bed, arms crossed. "H-hello Lady Medusa," the boy shook, awaiting an instruction.
"Crona," her head lolled to the side, a small grin on her face. "A little snake of mine saw something very interesting a little while ago."
Crona instantly panicked. She had seen him? What if what he had done was bad? What if it wasn't allowed? "I-I-I'm sorry Lady Medusa, I-I didn't mean to-"
She raised a hand, silencing him. "You were touching yourself in the shower?" It was phrased like a question, but he knew it was a statement that he could only nod to in response. "Why were you doing that?"
"I don't know," he was shaking even more now, practically quaking on top of the bed. "I-it just… happened."
"It just happened…" Medusa's smile grew. "And you have no idea why?"
He shook his head, terrified. "No…" She sat down on the bed, her hip brushing against one of his feet beneath the blanket, the contact making him tense up slightly.
He didn't seem to notice the small spark that danced between them then as Medusa fired her wavelength into his body, working to keep Ragnarok from coming out and complicating things… "That's interesting Crona, very interesting," she leaned forward on her hand, her face inches from his. "Do you know why I'm here?"
He jammed his eyes shut fearfully. "T-to give me an order?" It was the only thing he could think of, but if he was wrong…
She just laughed though, the sound startling his eyes open. "I suppose that's true…" She reached across the bed and lifted the covers off Crona. "Stand up," she ordered and he complied immediately getting to his feet as she stayed on his bed, smiling patronizingly. "Lean forward," he hesitated for a moment at that, but the second one of her eyebrows twitched he did as she said, moving forward until his face was level with hers.
They sat like that for what felt like hours to Crona, him standing with his face in hers, a bead of sweat sliding down the edge of his face. Then Medusa did something that shocked him, she moved and kissed the bead as it passed over his cheek. He was so stunned by the action that he almost missed what she said next as she leaned back.
"I realize that I haven't been very nice lately, Crona," she licked her lips, tasting the salt of his sweat as he stood there shaking in confusion. "I've been giving you all these orders and the only rewards you've been given have been things you need for survival anyway," she smiled, her eyes glowing with a predatory glint. "So, I am going to try something new, a bit of…" she thought about it. "Positive physical reinforcement."
He swallowed, his throat dry. "W-w-what does that mean?"
"It means I'm going to give to an order…" she dragged a fingernail up his neck, earning a new terrified shudder. "And if you do as I say, you'll get a physical reward, does that sound ok?"
He nodded, what else could he do? "Y-yes ma'am."
"Good," she licked her lips. This was getting exciting… "Now stand perfectly still…" Another short eternity passed as Crona remained where he was like a statue, the only proof that he was even alive being the beads of sweat that were increasing by the second. "Very good Crona," she suddenly congratulated him, a soft smile on her face. "Now, here's your reward," then without warning she pressed her lips to his, snapping his eyes wider then they had ever been in his life.
She let her lids fall blissfully shut as she leaned in, swiping her tongue against his upper lip with sensual slowness, earning yet another shudder from her overwhelmed son. His lips tasted sweet, so at least this wasn't an immediate disappointment for the woman as she began running a hand up his back. She set it against the back of his head, using it to assist in forcing her tongue into his mouth and wrap the long flexible thing around his own, drawing out a whimper from her son as he realized how strangely pleasant this feeling was as she mixed her spit with his own. Then she dragged his tongue out with her own, her lips wrapping around the wet muscle before she gave it the lightest of suckles, the action making Crona's hips jump slightly as a heat began to build between his legs. She gave it another minute of coiling her tongue around and sucking on his, earning an adorable jump and shaky whimper each time, before finally pulling back to admire her handiwork, a small trail of saliva still connecting them.
She was not disappointed by what she saw: There sat Crona, his eyes unfocused, his breathing heavy as she licked her lips clean and swallowed his oddly satisfying spit. "Was that a good reward Crona?" She laughed as he made an attempt and failed to speak. "Oh well, maybe the next one then," she tapped the bed, which Crona flopped down upon immediately, his body limp from both shock and fear of punishment. "Now then, I want you kiss me this time."
Crona blinked, barely able to register the order. "… What?"
She chuckled at his reaction. "Kiss. Me. Like I just got through doing to you," she gave a playful pout. "You want another reward don't you?" She asked mischievously as his blush deepened.
Crona blinked again when she said no more, and then again until he realized she had just given him permission to move. He looked around, glancing every which way except for his mother as she sat in front of him with an amused stare, somehow expecting him to do what she had just gotten through doing. Yet, slowly but surely, he did lean forward, driven by something he didn't understand, driven by a want for these strangely pleasant rewards his mother had been giving him. He set his flushed face in front of hers, his body draped over her, her breasts a soft pillow against his chest as he swallowed preparing himself. Then he hesitantly pressed his lips to hers, watching her eyes slowly drift shut then following suit himself as he figured that's what he was supposed to do.
It was clearly different than when she had done it, mostly since he was the one doing things now, much more fumbling and cautious and yet it was still quite enjoyable for the woman as her son tried to circle her tongue, filling her mouth with his uniquely sweet flavor. He waited for a bit before he did his best to drag her tongue into his mouth as she had then gave a curious suck around it only to almost let go when she moaned into his mouth, the action startling him even as Medusa leaned in appreciatively. Once he saw that she hadn't reacted negatively Crona continued drawing circles and suckling her tongue, a slight flutter in his chest and groin as he took in the unique flavor trickling down his throat.
Unlike before however Medusa began to let him push her back into her mouth, with him desperately trying to bring her back out, afraid of doing anything different than what she had done to him. He quickly lifted one of his hands to the back of her head trying to do what she did to pull them closer together, only this time their position forced his weight on her further until the woman ultimately fell back. Yet, despite his panic at the fumble, Medusa still did not react negatively and instead just let him fall against her until her back lay against the bed, her arms wrapping around his back gently. Her tongue peeked back out of her mouth and into his, allowing him to resume his earlier ministrations while their combined spit drooled into Medusa's waiting mouth, but eventually they had to break away, their lungs straining from lack of air.
The two lay there then, faces flushed and skin hot as Medusa opened her eyes to look at her son, and he could have sworn he saw something… pleasant in them. "Very… very good, Crona," she said, sliding her hand between them onto his chest to push his weight off of her. "So, how are you liking things so far?" He was too flustered to come up with an answer to that. "Oh well, I have a feeling you're enjoying it…" She said knowing, having felt a bulge pressing against her stomach for a while now, she was looking forward to her next order… "Ok Crona," she pushed him further back up onto his knees then got to her feet. "Lie down, I have another order to give you."
He did as she said, lying down onto his back as she smiled down at him, her face still flushed slightly as she set a hand on her hip, a dull heat burning beneath her dress. She couldn't believe how pent up he had made her with just a couple kisses, feelings she hadn't experienced in years were all of a sudden creeping up throughout her body as her son sat there watching her innocently, his tongue curiously peeking out to swipe her saliva from his lips. She then slowly reached for the bottom of her robe, lifting the top half up over her head while a pair of her Vectors pealed the pants away as Crona tensed down on the bed. Why was she taking off her clothes? He shivered as she continued, her hands trailing across her breasts as she decided to give him a little show for his surprisingly pleasant performance. She sensually glided her hands over her clothed bust before moving them to her back, unclasping the clothing and letting it fall to the ground as Crona swallowed audibly, his hands unconsciously trailing to his crotch as her breasts were revealed.
She gave a little bounce up and down on her tip toes and giggled as he squeezed his legs together tightly at the sight of her bouncing chest, he was so adorable… "I hope you enjoy this Crona," she certainly was as she reached down to her hips, thumbs hooking under her simple black panties as she lifted up one of her legs.
Crona's tension only grew as she tossed the last of her clothing away into a pile on the ground, her entire body now bare for him to see. She ran her hands down her sides as she exposed herself to her own son, pure excitement setting her body alight at the depraved taboo she was indulging in as she gave her damp heated nether lips the faintest of touches. She then took her times walking to the bed, watching his face the entire time as he stared at her swaying chest so cutely… But she was going to give him something else to stare at long before the night was up.
She slinked along his body until she was straddling his head with her sex right in front of him, his shaky breaths giving her little tingles across her body as they tickled her damp flower. He stared at it in wonder, taking in every part of this odd new thing he had been shown: The puffy, pink and very wet lips dripped with her arousal, a bit of it falling onto his chin and the corner of his mouth as his eyes were drawn to the faint bit of blonde fuzz above which had been shaved into an arrow pointing downwards. The smell as well… his cheeks flushed even further, his breathing growing heavy as her scent flooded his nose while an unconscious lick across his lips gave him a taste of salty-sweetness that made his crotch throb hotly.
Medusa shivered above him with obvious excitement then lowered herself so that her dripping mound brushed against his lips. "I want you to lick me Crona," she took a deep breath as he stared back up at her, his fearful hesitation sending another round of sparks down her spine. "Go ahead," she groaned, grinding herself against his face with pained impatience.
Crona slowly opened his mouth in comply, a bit of her arousal dripping into it and making him twitch again as the flavor from before spread across his tongue. His hands hesitantly reached up to take hold of her thighs as he stuck his tongue out to give it the most cautious of licks only to freeze when Medusa let out a loud moan, her legs locking around his head tightly. It had been so long… She took a shaky breath and looked down at him through half-lidded eyes as he tentatively began to continue, lapping and pushing forward a bit deeper with every lick, swallowing repeatedly as more of her juices leaked into his mouth. His eyes went back to the arrow above her lips as he pulled back to breathe, a low groan leaving his mother's mouth while he took a moment to look down at the little hard nub the arrowed seemed to point to. She had just been about to tell him to continue only for words to die in her throat as her eyes shot wide when he gave her nub a curious lick. He noticed her stunned and shaky breath and took the tightening of her thighs around his head as a go ahead to continue then carefully placed his lips around it to give it a gentle suckle that made his mother cry out in pleasure.
He just kept going on however, her pleasure slowly turning into an uncomfortable pain as her nerves reacted to the constant rough stimulation. "C-Crona!" She stammered while gripping his hair painfully, making his kisses falter for a moment. "Stop!" He did so immediately, giving her a second to catch her own breath and relieve the tension that had filled her legs as he looked back with fearful apologetic eyes, ready to receive a punishment. "… You can't… you can't focus on that part too much," she reached down and gingerly brushed a knuckle against his cheek surprising him more than anything, she wasn't gentle by nature… "You can keep going, just don't touch there so much, it can hurt a girl after a while."
"Y-yes ma'am," he whimpered, hoping to not mess up again, he didn't have to worry about that much though.
Medusa's body quickly got back in the mood, her legs tensing up all over again as Crona began alternating between licking and placing ghostlike kisses on her clit along with swiping his tongue across her lips and pressing it inside to scrape along their walls. Her moans were beginning to set Crona's body on edge to the point where each noise she made caused his crotch to twitch with that odd feeling he still didn't understand. He ignored it however and eagerly continued to lap up every drop of her arousal as it filled his mouth, the flavor and sound of his mother's happy moans and mewls making his chest bloom with a heat almost as intense as the one building between his legs.
What happened next however set his body entirely on fire when Medusa let out a pleasure filled scream as she came explosively, her thighs smothering her son's head as she pressed her cunt firmly against his mouth to fill it with her arousal. Her eyes actually filled with little prickling tears as she rocked along Crona's mouth, his innocent puzzled stare back at her sending an extra jolt through her frame as he continued to drink all of her release. It felt like forever before her climax finally ended and when it did her body drooped a bit only to flop limply on its side, she felt so weak after experiencing such insane pleasure after such a long dry-spell. Crona slowly pushed himself up as Medusa rolled onto her back, her face the picture of satisfied bliss as she lay with an arm across her eyes, a crooked grin on her face as her son wiped the last of her essence off on his hand and looked down at her still twitching flower. The other rewards had been good when he had done what she had said and a thought suddenly occurred to Crona: What would happen if he took some initiative with this and did good on his own?
Before she could say anything to him, Crona sat himself down in front of her, his hands going to her hips and drawing out a puzzled groan of his name too mumbled for him to understand. He then startled his mother when he lifted her sex up to his mouth, but the feeling of surprise was immediately replaced by pleasure as he slowly and tenderly licked her from the bottom of her lips to her clit, not wanting to make her feel any pain like he had before by going too fast. Medusa's hands gripped the sheets beneath her, eyes jamming shut all over again while her back arched in an unconscious attempt to push herself further against the sensual licks that were driving her mind and body absolutely mad with pleasure. Where had this sudden confidence and drive come from? That was all the witch could think as her normally skittish son ate her out so very gently like a lover joyfully servicing his beloved partner. When her second release inevitably came she could only cry out his name in a weak broken voice Crona had never thought he'd ever hear come out of her mouth as her arousal filled his own. He squeezed her spasming hips gently to give himself a better grip to hold on and drink up every last sweet drop before it finally came to an end and he carefully set her numb body back onto the bed to let her pant and shake, more overwhelmed tears dripping down her cheeks.
Crona wiped at his face, looking down at her with equal parts hope, puzzlement and fear. "D-did I do good?" She looked pained and pleasured all at the same time as she lay before him.
"Yes," she breathed out, eyes hazy and full of something the boy had no idea how to understand. "Oh Crona you did so very good," she smiled up at him, her body still tingling as her eyes fell down to his crotch, he had done so much more than she could have hoped for… "Now then," her arms wobbled slightly as she tried pushing herself up. "Your reward," she placed a hand against his thigh as she pressed her lips to his.
He actually met her this time, with only a second of hesitation, before a happy smile spread across his lips as he eagerly accepted the pleasant feeling reward. She should have done this long ago, that's all she could think as her hand slid between his legs, gripping him through his robe only for their lips to part as Crona gasped and whimpered. He briefly lost feeling in his legs as she squeezed him and she found herself feeling quite surprised by what she felt in her hand, the powerful girth radiating its heat against her skin. Her excitement for what was to follow only grew as her hand dropped low for the bottom of his robe to then pull it up over his head quickly, her eyes glued to the prominent bulge now standing out from his simple black briefs.
Crona swallowed, looking towards a corner as his mother cupped his crotch again, squeezing him gently while licking her lips. "You're going to enjoy this Crona," she smiled at him as she hooked her fingers around his underwear.
Her smile disappeared however when his length suddenly snapped out, colliding with her cheek with a wet hot smack. She could only turn to stare at the thing then as Crona twitched in place, his length radiating heat against her face as he looked down at her fearfully despite the utter awe that was evident in the woman's eyes. It was massive… She took hold of it gingerly, barely believing it was real as she gave it a single stroke from base to tip, her son's hips jumping slightly as she took in every detail from bottom to top. Thick baseball sized testicles hung from below, dotted with strings of pink pubic hair that traveled along his base into a little pink tuft above his cock, both hairy areas gave off such a rich musky stench that the witch's mouth watered uncontrollably. His shaft extended out a full eight inches while the width was almost as thick as three or even four of her fingers, dark skinned veins lining it and twitching as her hand glided along it towards its tip where the woman's gaze came to a complete halt. His head was a bulbous purple thing already welling up with a stream of clear pre that dripped down onto her fingers, but that wasn't what grabbed her attention, no what had her eyes was the fact that only half of it was out in the open, the other half of his tip was hidden beneath a layer of foreskin.
"Crona," she began curiously, her hand coming to a stop on his shaft right below his tip. "Has you're the tip of your penis always looked like that?"
He frowned at the question but nodded. "Y-yes ma'am," his legs shook slightly as a layer of panic began to settle inside him. "I-I-Is it wrong?"
"A bit yes," she tightened her grip slightly and made an attempt to drag her hand down, only to stop when he winced and sucked in an uncomfortable breath. "Have you been washing this place Crona?" She got a shaky response as she gave another downward tug, his foreskin giving away the slightest bit as her son's legs buckled. "Has it ever hurt?"
"When I tug on it like that!" He whimpered when she gave another rougher tug, a smell beginning to fill the room between them as his skin gave way a little more.
Medusa felt another depraved shiver run up her spine with every tug she gave him as a flare of excitement began to well up in her eyes. "Crona, you and I are going to bathing together from now on," his head lolled back as she said it, another pained gasp leaving him as the smell became more intense. "I should have taught you proper cleaning early…" She breathed lowly as one final tug peeled the last of his foreskin away from his swollen weeping tip and brought a blast of ripe musk to assault her senses.
There was so much smegma, Medusa trembled in place as she saw every bit of the gunky white build up circling beneath his swollen glans… This was going to be her first after so long? "You are so surprising tonight Crona," she chuckled as her grip around him suddenly tightened, earning a hiss of breath from him. "To think you were hiding this filthy thing all this time," she slowly stroked him, her fingertips barely touching as she held his massive length.
Crona's hips jumped up and his mouth fell open wide then as his mother licked him without warning, her tongue burying itself into the thick mess beneath his tip, scraping it all up onto her tongue as the long thing coiled around the area entirely. He could barely choke in a single gasp of air as his mother moaned at the ripe flavor of her boy's unwashed cock, the thick salty build up sliding down and clinging to her throat as she took his member in both hands to stroke it while sucking the whole head into her mouth. She gave him a hard suck as she stared up at him, the sight of her doing such an erotic thing making him throb in her mouth, a little spurt of watery pre landing onto her tongue and causing her to tremble and groan. She hummed her pleasure around him as she began to bob her head along back and forth, taking more of his length with each movement as his hands went to her head to try and steady his weak knees. Then she tapped his head against the back of her throat and swallowed around the girth as her tongue coiled around her son's unnatural cockmeat, he tasted so good!
"M-Medusa!" he groaned as she kept going, pushing closer to his base, clenching around him again and again as his member began to curve down her throat.
She smiled around him at the sound of the begging and took a moment to watch a few overstimulated tears drip from his eyes when she finally reached the end, his length burning in her mouth as she licked and sucked. Then she pulled back, sucking the whole way as she removed him from her mouth, a long stream of his inhumanly delicious precum following her out as her tightlipped hold milked it from bottom to top. Her breathing was only slightly off as she licked at her lips, smiling lewdly at the multitude of flavors sloshing around in her mouth as she lovingly rubbed her cheek against his twitching member.
She swallowed then and let out a satisfied sigh. "So, how are you liking your reward so far?" Crona made a weak groan in response, his length twitching against her face and causing her to chuckled while kissing a particularly large vein. "Then how about I pay you back for earlier?"
"W-what do you mean?" Crona stuttered as she climbed up to the bed and got to her knees.
"Stand up and I'll show you," she gave his thigh a squeeze, helping him get feeling back.
She had always wanted to try something in a deeply buried part of her mind, but her partners in the past had never been as… endowed as she had wanted them to be, so she had kept the desires hidden and worthy only for late-night fantasies. Now though… She could finally know the feeling she had always secretly dreamed about on those lonely nights, and to top it all off it would be with her own child of all people. She watched her son's length bob in front of her as he nervously got to his feet to stand on the bed with her in front of him, her hands trailing to his hips and her tongue flicking another bit of pre from his tip. "Go ahead and use my mouth Crona," she smiled, earning a frown.
"Do what?" Crona clearly didn't understand.
Medusa wasn't surprised or disappointed however, "I suppose it'll be easier to just show you," she smiled, pulling one of his hands down to her hair.
He was still frowning while he put the other on top of her as she took hold of his hips, taking his head in her mouth once more. He understood immediately however when she then proceeded to slam her head down his length, his hands pulling her against him further in an unintended reflex. She pulled back to his tip, eyeing him with lust as he stared back shaking, disbelief and worry glowing in his eyes. She gave him a little nod and sucked on his head teasingly, sending a shiver up her boy's spine as he finally seemed to realize that this was actually happening. Crona took a deep breath, barely believing what he was doing as he took a tighter grip on his mother's head, his hands knotting themselves in her hair slightly. He then drove himself in, earning a wet gag from her as he forced himself down her throat, her nose pressed firmly against his pubes while a moan vibrated across the entirety of his cock. He could feel her tongue coiling around him, urging him to continue as she groaned, red faced with tears pricking the corners of her eyes. He jammed his own eyes shut to avoid her heated desperate stare before pulling out slightly and then ramming back in, hearing the sound of her gagging before he repeated the motion, slowly setting up a rhythm of forcing himself into her again and again.
When he reopened his eyes his member tensed at what he saw: His mother sat before him, red faced with tears streaming from her half-lidded eyes, a mix of his cock juices and her drool leaking from the corners of her mouth as she still happily sucked and circled her tongue along the base of his member. It only made him go at it even harder, his balls tightening further with each slam into her throat, his mother's tearful groans egging him on, driving him to go in with even more brutal thrusts every time as they stared into each other's eyes. Black spots slowly began popping along her vision the longer things went on, her arms slowly fell away and till they lay limp at her sides as every part of her body became numb while her own son throat-fucked her like a sex toy. The instinctive feeling of fear and a pit of humility grew within her as her choked gasps became more frequent, her flower leaking out onto the bed with every thrust that viscously assaulted her throat. He was positive that he had hurt her by the time his release finally came from the rhythmic thrusting, but that didn't stop him from slamming her down one last time into his pelvis before unleashing a torrent of cum into her stomach. The thick custard like semen packed her mouth and throat full, her swallowing not enough to combat the inhuman flow of salty spunk, especially not as they came slower and slower the further into the black she slipped. And yet, even as she drifted into the numb abyss of unconsciousness, as she lay there choking on her son's massive length filling her up with literal gallons of incestuous cum her body reacted pleasantly. A large puddle soaked itself into the sheets beneath Crona's feet as his mother lost control of herself, actually cumming from just the feeling of him defiling her this way.
But then the torrent finally came to an end and Crona fell back onto his butt in a panting mess, his cock popping from his mother's abused lips as the woman fell backward herself, gasping and choking in an attempt to bring air through her throat raw still clogged with leftover semen. She didn't feel anything but pleasure though as she took in every pained breath, tears continuing to stream from her eyes as she gasped and trembled on her back in a broken heap. That… that had been better than anything she could have hoped for. The feeling of fear, the utter helplessness as her son choked her with his cock, not caring one bit about her safety as he used her throat like his own personal sex-sleeve. She actually whimpered, in both pain and pleasure as she reached a numb hand up to rub her abused throat, swallowing the last of his maddeningly addictive seed.
"Med… M-Medusa?" Crona asked, looking at her worriedly as she continued making those sounds. "Are you okay?" She was still crying…
She looked up at him, slowly wiping at her eyes until it fell away when she saw his member, a stunned gasp leaving her lips as she saw that it was still hard. "Yes... yes I'm more than alright," she cleared her hoarse throat, her legs quivering as she pondered just how amazing her wonderful little boy was. "Crona, I don't think I've paid you back enough yet," she moved towards him slowly, hips swaying as she dragged her way up his body till her lap hover over his. "Would you like me to keep going?" She truly didn't care what his answer was though, she needed him inside her after all of that, that feeling of utter helplessness from before had set her inside alight with need.
"W-what else-" he shivered as her arousal dripped across his length. "W-what do you want to do?"
"I want you inside me of course," she smiled, rubbing her wet lips up his length, drawing out a little moan.
His eyes blinked with worry though. "But… b-b-but that's danger-" She forced her lips to his, silencing him.
She tugged at his bottom lip as she pulled back, giving it a tiny love bite before parting. "It's alright Crona," she ground herself against him further. "We witches are much better at staying safe than those foolish humans, there isn't a thing for you to worry about," she draped her arms across his slim shoulders. "So… what do you say?" she pecked at his cheek.
He had a feeling his word didn't really matter but… if she said it was safe… "Okay, I-if you're sure," he hesitantly lay his hands over her hips.
"Oh I'm positive," and just like that she dropped down.
Crona let out a cry as everything hit him at once, his still sensitive length erupting immediately within his mother the second their hips met, his fingers digging into her ass to the point of bruising. Medusa groaned as her son's length stretched her tunnel all the way to her cervix, his seed punching through the small hole and filling her so much, but ultimately doing nothing more than a moment's pleasure. Medusa slumped ever so slightly, but before she could lift herself up to voice her disappointment she felt his length flex within her, stretching her walls slightly further.
She stared down at him with wonder. "You're incredible," she complimented him, clenching around him tightly. "Just how many times are you going to stay hard?" She pushed him down on his back as she gave him a little bounce, his tip kissing her deepest point again.
She moaned, doing it again, throwing her head back as she set up a rhythm of bouncing across his girth, forcing his head against the entrance to her already sloshing womb again and again. She fell forward, hands beside Crona's head as she struggled to stay up, it was just so good, she didn't want to stop tossing her hips back and forth along her wonderful boy. Another dozen however and that began to change, she groaned sadly as her legs began to cramp up until she just couldn't go on anymore, her muscles becoming too sore to continue as Crona's length throbbed within her.
She whimpered, almost sounding like she was crying as she begged the world for more. "Crona…" her arms wobbled beside his head, getting close to collapsing. "Push me," she ordered and got what she wanted immediately, Crona pushed gently on her breasts only to let out a little yelp as his mother fell onto her back, her cunt dragging him by the cock into a kneeling position. "Crona," she sang, holding her arms out as if she wanted a hug. "Fuck me."
Crona shivered at the vulgar command but complied, wrapping his arms around her wonderfully soft skin before giving a slow thrust. They both moaned at the sensation, it was so very different compared to when she had been on top, the way his tip met the door to her womb felt like a sensual kiss between lovers. Crona pulled back till only his head remained then drove his length into her again, his tip reaching her core once more with much more power, tearing a broken sob from her lips. Medusa groaned out his name, her nails digging sharply into his back and setting him on edge as he pulled back to thrust in again and again, steadily setting a rhythm that seemed to increase in speed and brutality with every wet smack. She moaned for him endlessly, his name slowly falling apart into a lust filled scream as her legs crossed behind him, numbly following his back as he rammed into his mother's pussy viciously, his balls tightening with every smack to her rounded ass in preparation for what was to come.
Medusa kissed him, her nails digging even deeper into his skin as he somehow went at her even harder, sucking her moans into his mouth as the seed that hadn't been blasted past her inner lips was mercilessly pounded into her already packed womb. Maybe taking the contraceptive had been a bad call, she suddenly thought out of nowhere as her son pummeled her insides, maybe it would be alright to just let him knock her up…
She bit his lip as the mad thoughts filled her mind, what was she thinking? She still had work to do, she still had her experiment- "Augh!" she cried out, her sex clamping around Crona as she came, spraying her essence onto his waist and swinging balls, all thoughts about anything but the massive tool pounding into her being erased.
Forget the experiments, forget her plans, she just wanted to stay here and let her own son keep fucking her until her stomach swelled with his cum and then some, she'd worry about everything else later she just needed his cum! And she would get her wish as Crona's second release within her finally came with one last devastating thrust, his head planting itself firmly at her cervix to then filed up whatever slim space had been left behind in the small hole, the excess spunk backing up around his cock to fill the entirety of her tunnel with his incestuous heat. He kissed her so lovingly as continued to spurt inside her, his arms pulling her tight against him as he licked and sucked her unresponsive lips, she was so out of it now, her mind had completely shut off from the level of overstimulation it had just experienced, she didn't know what was what anymore.
She didn't notice when he had finally pulled out, didn't notice the feeling of her pussy clenching and pushing out globs of thick virulent spunk that splattered and stained the bed sheets below, all she knew as she rolled over onto her stomach was the feeling the warmth within it, the feeling of him. It was amazing, the greatest thing she had ever or would ever experience in the world as she knew it, nothing could beat the feeling of her son's seed settling inside her… Her hazy joy was short lived however when she finally recovered enough semblance of sense to feel something long and hard flop along her lower back. It couldn't be… But she swiftly realized that it could as she felt her son slowly push his way back into her gaping flower, his head pushing past all the fresh seed it had spilled and kissing her womb once more. She wasn't done yet… She wasn't going to be done for a while, she thought as Crona began thrusting all over again, pounding into her like a dog breeding a bitch, and for all the moans she was letting out she could see the similarity.
She laughed aloud, her numb body accepting her son completely as she slowly descended into a madness even she couldn't understand anymore. "Do. You. Like. It. Cro-na?" she asked between thrusts, her sensitive abused cunt burning for him. "Do you like fucking mommy?" Her depraved words made him shiver and give her a particularly brutal thrust, making her bury her face into the bed. "Oh yes!" She screamed for him. "H-Harder Crona! Fuck mommy!" She pushed back against him weakly with each of his thrusts, mewling each time their hips met before she laughed madly and glanced back at him with eyes he didn't know how to deal with. "Crona... remember when I said I'd be safe?" she asked, shivering as more thoughts of him using her filled her mind, this was so amazing not to dream of, she needed more of it! More of him! "Maybe I'll change my mind," his grip on her hips tightened. "Maybe I'll let you put a baby in me!" She screamed out the last part when he gave another brutal thrust, pounding a bit of his earlier release into her already jack-packed inner entrance as he bent over her back. "Do you like that Crona? Do you like the idea of knocking mommy up?" Another mind numbing thrust, so he did like that, it reignited her drive all over again with how simply wrong the taboo thought was. "Go ahead Crona, fuck mommy harder," she flexed her walls around him as she slammed back to meet him, desperate to be filled once more. "Fuck mommy and fill her up with your cum!"
"Mommy..." Crona whimpered, his thrust becoming more and more erratic as his hands traveled up to wrap her up from behind. "Mommy, mommy, mommy!" he began crying out that word with each thrust, his length becoming larger with each word, his balls churning with the cum his mother so desperately wanted as he hugged her below her breasts. "MOMMY!" His release hit them both like a truck.
Her world exploded into a shower of stars, her cheek digging into the sheets below her are her back arched and she shook on the stop, her son's third release pumping into her, forcing the majority of its insane volume out of her already overstuffed tunnel. But then, just when she thought it was over? He kept going, his actions pulling a groan of disbelief from Medusa as her boy did his best to force everything out of her cunt just to pack it full again. His thrusts so hard, so desperately powerful in their attempts to batter her deepest point, that she actually feared he would destroy her if he kept going like this. He was going to destroy everything she was and reshape it into something that lived only for the godly cock pummeling into her tunnel, something that lovingly accepted a child into its womb again and again until it finally broke, something to be used for relief until the end of time.
And as Crona fell into a habit of moaning out the word: "Mommy," with each thrust while his mother fell into a habit of mumbling: "Cock," and "Baby," over and over again as her son used her pussy to relieve his own confused lust for the fourth time that night... she was surprisingly okay with the thought…
And there we go, a nice extra 3k words worth of smutty content and the start of something I hope to be wonderful. Plot for the story will be exactly the same as before: Crona going around fucking holes into his loyal cockmad sluts, gaining more power and followers with every battle to assist him in his ever-changing conquests.
Hope you all like it, next Chapter should be up in a few days or so, I'll try to drop an update somewhere in case something happens and my work has to take priority over a reasonable release date.