This work is a rip-off of:
Irisviel's Hot Spring by ArtworkerGEMS.
[FATE] Irisviel & the New Neighbour by Umbrelloid.
Private Reasons Great or Small by NidoranDuran.
Justly Earned Rewards by WestOrEast.
All of those are great fics, and this trash is just copying their Author's effort and replacing the male character with Emiya Shirou.
Having moved, Irisviel was living somewhere distant from her home, as well as from all those who would have shared the name she bore. All, except her daughter, Illyasviel. Though, the more she thought about it, the more unwilling to part with that name she was. It was not purely a means of identifying where she was from, but who she was. She was one of the Einzbern hummuncili, and, thus, she was still Irisviel von Einzbern.
It was as simple as that her people were the Einzbern, and she would bear the name von Einzbern. And yet it seemed more complex, as well. She no longer lived among the Einzbern. Her people were no longer around her, and she was no longer among them. In a sense, she did not belong to them anymore, and they did not belong to her.
These thoughts plagued Irisviel's mind as she wandered through the rooms of her new home which was a castle in its own right, even if it lacked towers and walls of stone. She was making sure to inspect every little thing, just to be certain that nothing was missing and everything was in its place. That was not a mentally taxing endeavor, and, as a result of it, she would occasionally glance around, taking pleasure in the knowledge that this was her home now.
And then, through the window, in her yard, she saw someone doing something. He seemed to be fixing a bike, but that was not important. What was important was that it was her adopted son. He had lived here longer than her. In a sense, she had joined his family, and yet she had yet to truly become part of it.
Much like she had been, and still was, in a sense, von Einzbern, that boy was of Emiya. He was probably decently well known around, had friends, and the neighbors knew him for a set of reasons. Her… Well, they probably had a general idea of her due to the fact that she had just moved into his home.
An idea brewed up within her head, why not bond with her new son? Make herself part of his family on a deeper level. After all, she would be living here, together with him and her daughter. There was no reason not to become close to him.
Irisviel von Einzbern walked through the rooms until she reached the entrance, put her shoes on and waltzed outside. Along the quaint little path she went, until she reached where Shirou was fixing a bike.
She stood behind him and, momentarily, found herself feeling very coquettish. Was her appearance in order? She pondered, as she ran a hand through her long, silver locks, making sure there were no stray hairs sticking out. She pulled at her burgundy blouse, smoothed up her white skirt, and tapped on his shoulder, she took a step back and placed her hands together.
Shirou peeked behind himself, once he saw who it was he stood up and turned to face her. His skin and clothes were marked with streaks of oil. "Can I help you?" He asked.
She nodded. "Hello Shirou, I was hoping we could spend some time together, seeing as we will be family from now on, do you have any ideas?" She offered her hand, though he did not take it.
"Ah, sorry, I'm all dirty from repairs." He said as he showed her the palm of his hand covered in oil and grease, a smile on his face. "So I can't talk properly right now, but maybe some other time."
"We do have a hot spring on our property. I would not mind if we took a dip together." She interrupted him, cocking her head to the side. Irisviel really did want to have this go through well, and, by the looks of it, her offer had sealed the deal.
"Oh, yeah?" He asked, and she nodded. "That's great, of course we can, do you mind waiting about twenty minutes for me?"
"Gladly." Informed the silver haired mother, a smile appearing on her face as he turned out to be in agreement.
Irisviel spent most of the waiting time anxious, her mind wouldn't calm down, it was only now did her brain find fault in her plan, she wasn't sure how close they could get if they were both embarrassed most of the time, but she was a grown woman, she would be a pillar of confidence for the both of them.
At almost twenty minutes exactly, Shirou entered the house and he was eager to take a dip in the hot springs. They went straight to the changing room, she asked him to wait for her to change, after which he could do so himself.
Irisviel took her clothes off and took a glance at herself in the mirror smooth, blemishless pale skin, a bust that was a bit bigger than modesty would find fitting, a thin waist and wide hips. She would not look too provocative in normal swimwear, as a result of which she calmly outfitted herself with a red top, a bit reminiscent of a bikini due to her size, and a red pair of panties.
She informed her son that she would wait for him in the hotspring, and waltzed on through. The steam of the place was wonderfully pleasant, and the large pool, framed by unhewn stones, made it look very authentic. She dipped her toes in. The water was a bit hot, but she would acclimate easily enough. Irisviel lounged at the edge of her hot spring, basking in the steam. She could almost feel the heat nurturing her pores as she settled deeper into the water, her elegant, slender form clad in a red bikini. Her eyes were still closed when she heard footsteps approaching.
Irisviel looked up at her son, wearing nothing but a towel, standing at the opposite edge of the hotspring, other than a fit body, there was not anything spectacular about him when it came to muscle mass or muscle definition, he was not outstanding, and she smiled though, honestly, his presence made her nervous. When she'd invited her new son over, she wasn't sure what she expected of him but she smiled politely all the same. "Hello! I thought we might get to know one another." She said, standing up so the water drizzled from her shoulders and chest.
Shirou was staring openly at her chest, eating up her nearnaked body with his eyes, but Irisviel reminded herself that he was a boy after all, that she was an admittedly beautiful woman, and she wasn't his real mom, having only moved here a few weeks ago. She maintained her dignified smile as she climbed out of the hot spring and walked along the water's edge, stopping in front of him at last. She extended a hand, and her son looked at it curiously for a moment.
"Get to know each other, huh?" Shirou repeated and shook her hand. "Yeah, I guess we could do that." Then he nodded with a serious expression.
Irisviel was still smiling, satisfied that everything was going well, when a most unexpected and obscene thing appeared.
Her son dropped the towel wrapped around his waist. He was naked, which left her a bit flustered and surprised. Not only that, but he had a phallus that was, in size, greater than any she had seen before. Even though it was flaccid, it seemed as long as Kiritsugu's. That massive member almost hypnotized her, the heavy, big balls hanging beneath it, swinging in unison with the shaft itself, as her son walked towards the water.
"You're… You're naked." She observed, and to her surprise, he nodded as if completely unphased.
"I am. That's how you go into a hot spring, isn't it?" He asked, a measure of incredulity expressed by his face.
Irisviel pursed her lips, trying to think it through. On the one hand, it was not a problem, they were not here to do indecent things. He would just sit at a distance from her and they would talk about things. "It's… It's okay." She stated, her gaze falling down upon that splendid member, it was so, so big, she just could not imagine how it would feel. "Come in, the water's perfect." She added, feeling as though she had just done something that should not have been done.
In a sense, she had. Ogling her son's cock was not appropriate behavior for a mother, and having the kinds of thoughts she had allowed herself to exhibit was also very far from what was passable. Her cheeks reddened furiously, and she moved her gaze away from his crotch, looking a bit to the side of him, at one of the stones framing the pool of the hot spring.
"Oooh…" He moaned as he dipped himself into the water, Irisviel finding her glance locking itself onto his heavy shaft, which barely budged as it came in contact with the liquid. It was really heavy. "The water is perfect." Her son started and sat down, leaning back and giving another pleased moan.
She found herself gulping. The water, even though that of a hot spring, even though it was slightly forced into motion by the recent body that had entered, was clear, and she could see his massive phallus between his legs. It was so alluring, in a most base and uncouth sense, and it seemed like just what she wanted, in a strange sense.
"Are you looking at my dick?" He asked, and she almost jumped out of the pool in one movement. That startled her so intensely had she been doing exactly what he had asked her if she had been doing, that denying it would be more disrespectful towards him than the act of ogling him itself.
"It's… It's so big…" She muttered, trying to look her son in the eye. He had a calm expression on his face.
"Yeah, that's a reaction I often get." Her son agreed with her, speaking almost as if it was no big deal… And, in all honesty, it was nothing special to him, she realized. "Wanna touch it?"
Irisviel shuddered at the suggestion. Did she want to touch it? Absolutely. Should she touch her son's cock? No. However at this very moment her mind, which was being addled by a lust she had not expected she would ever find herself affected by, wanted nothing more than to somehow make her interact with that cock. She licked her lips, subconsciously, and nodded.
Shirou spread open his legs, even though he was still mostly submerged under the water. His humongous meat rod hung down heavily, even though the water should have, in a sense, reduced its weight. Irisviel shuffled closer to him and took a glance at his face, as if asking one more time, just to make sure. He nodded, and she carefully extended her arm towards his member.
Just wrapping her thin fingers around that thick penis was challenging; it was way thicker than her wrists, and it was not even hard yet. The sensation of the rough flesh, so thoroughly littered with bulging veins, made her feel as though she was not actually holding onto a phallus. For, in reality, she had never held onto something quite like that.
"This is…" She mumbled, failing to find the words to describe it. Her other hand also joined in, and she started stroking her son's fat cock gently, as if she was petting an animal. After all, it was quite the beastly member, and she did not quite know what to do with it. Her loins were catching on fire, even though the waters of the hot spring were as hot as they currently were. She gasped as she felt his member throb.
"I've heard some say amazing, others say insane. Anything you can come up with, I've probably had it directed at my cock." He stated, reclining into the warm stones of the pool. He seemed to be enjoying himself, and Irisviel could not truly blame him. She was finding great pleasure in this, too.
His girthy member was slowly stiffening, becoming more and more gruesome as it did. The foreskin was slowly peeling back, her son's cock was already semi hard from staring upon her elegant form, and as a result of Irisviel's own playful ministrations. He probably saw the glint in her eye, the unbelievable desire turning her red eyes into burning rubies. She was a bit startled, letting go of his member and pulling back, as he stood up, splashing the water around them. His cock was easily longer than her forearm now, even if it was not totally erect.
"I think you wanna fuck." He stated, if her cheeks could become any more flushed, they would have. Irisviel tried to avert her gaze, but failed miserably. The sight of that cock, its girth, length and vulgarity all made her feel an overwhelming want to feel it within herself. She shuddered, slightly, and stood up as well. Blinking a few times, as if to make that sensation of want disappear from within her head, Irisviel struggled with coming up with something to say, she felt disgusted with herself because she couldn't think of a reason to refuse.
Her son, however, took her silence as a sign of agreement, as confirmation that she did, indeed, want to fuck. His hands flicked towards her chest and he slid his hands underneath her top away, He grasped at them, roughly, and squeezed.
"Haanh. W-Wait, Hnngh." She gasped, trying to make him stop for a moment, but only verbally. Even then, her words were cut off by a moan, as his fingers pinched her nipples and she felt her womanhood clamp down upon itself.
Even though she had told him to wait, she felt no such want. Her hands slid down along her own body, one reaching for his cock, the other sinking between her panties and pelvis, fingers digging into her womanhood. The sudden coolness her frame had been exposed to by her reemergence from the hot spring's waters had had no effect on her pussy, which was almost scalding to the touch.
"You have one hell of a nice body." Stated her son, taking a step towards her. His penis slid between her thighs and rubbed against her, and she felt as though that was very, very lewd. "Grab onto my neck." He instructed, and, blinded by her lust, she followed his advice, wrapping her arms around him.
The sheer heat radiating off of his hard, throbbing cock was unbelievably alluring, it was enough to make her head spin, enough to awaken her breeding instincts, no matter how hard she tried to suppress them. This male specimen was just too overwhelming, easily commanding her feminine instincts, making her burn with lust and the wetter she got down below, the more than lust crept upwards, toward her brain.
He slid his left hand over her stomach, he thumbed her parties aside and reached her slick, wet pussy. She gasped as he spread her lower lips open, and, with his right hand, he guided his monstrously bloated cock's tip against her womanhood. "I'm gonna have fun with you." She gritted her teeth in anticipation.
Irisviel whimpered, but then she crooned, her eyes going distant with sinful pleasure as her son pressed his hard cockhead against her sensitive little pussy. "Ooooh…" Irisviel moaned loudly as his member not only prodded at her cunt, but straight up slid inside of her, stretching her walls to their maximum.
Irisviel bit her bottom lip hard, her eyes widening and watering even more at the pain of being stretched open. Leaving her whimpering and crooning, all too aware that her womb was being stretched out of place by the invasion of that ungodly dick. Shuddering, squirming, gurgling in pain and pleasure, Irisviel felt her son rear back and she yelped as he thrusted into her, hard and firm, sweeping her off her feet, and for a moment, her weight rested on his member and her arms, after which he scooped her up by grasping her plump asscheeks in his palms.
Irisviel moaned whorishly as more and more of his shaft made its way into her, and yet there was, no doubt, way more of it left to slide deeper still. "Ungh!" she cried. She threw her head back and shuddered, momentarily feeling weaker than before, as if her strength was being sapped. In truth, she had reached an orgasm, and, currently, her quivering quim was clamping down upon her son's cock with such force that he grunted at the pleasure. She felt the sensation of his cock inside her pussy grow more and more pronounced, as if the position itself, and just how lewd it was, was having an effect on her psyche. She could see her son's monster cock as it slid into her vagina.
"I'll breed you." He said, and started thrusting his hips, he pounded her hard and fast, breeding her right there inside the water. He rocked her back and forth on his colossal dick, stirring up her insides while ruining her for any man who didn't possess a near legsized monstercock.
She tried throwing her head back, but only succeeded at opening her mouth wide and screaming in pleasure, as her pussy got rammed by his massive cock, her walls futilely trying to hold it down and failing miserably. Irisviel felt the unbelievable girth of that lengthy member dragging at her insides, its flared up glans messing up her insides. All too aware that she'd never be the same after this, Irisviel moaned in an increasingly slutty, smoky tone, going cross eyed while her tongue hung over the brim of her lips. "Uhn, nngh, guuah…" Irisviel juddered as she came.
"Enjoying yourself, slut?"
Then Irisviel discovered the true extent of her son's strength, as he started to thrash her womb with such power that she shrieked and came a second time, right at the end of her first orgasm! "Yess!" she wailed as she squirted around his plunging cock, nearly lifted off her feet each time he barged into the back of her womb and stretched it almost into her chest cavity. Her tits bounced and smacked against each other wildly under his merciless beating, and still he kept on hammering away, showing no sign of stopping! Her womb was so flooded with thick, hot precum that the stuff was oozing out of her stretched pussylips and drooling down her thighs. "Ngh, ngh, ngh, ngghf!" Irisviel's eyes flew back in their sockets, and she howled as yet another orgasm wracked her. Would this ever end?
His balls pounded against her thighs with each brutal pump, as he mashed her womb into a pleasurable oblivion. He refused to give her even a moment's rest, pounding away like some kind of industrial machine whose only purpose was to destroy her pussy, and as sweat and cum and drool dripped from her shiny, bouncing figure, she could feel herself starting to black out!
"Nhooh!" She wailed, watching in amazement as her stomach danced, feeling his pumping become more and more violent. her mouth hanging open in a wide 'O'…until her son sealed his own mouth over hers and drove his tongue against her gums. He slurped on her face like a hungry monster, eagerly rutting her womb working towards a truly cataclysmic explosion!
Irisviel felt his bloated member knocking against her cervix, and she was trying her best to flex her pelvic floor muscles, in an attempt to slow him down even a little bit. His words rang through her head and she felt herself grow more and more lecherously inclined to urge him to do just that.
His massive ball sack was swinging back and forth, flailing wildly in unison with his thrusts, which, in turn, grew more and more brutal with each passing second. Her eyes could not clearly focus on anything, and everything that was in her field of vision seemed shrouded in a fog, one more prominent even than the steam of the hot spring.
"Damn, bitch." He grunted, his voice breathy and challenged by his own gasping and panting. "You're so tight!" He exclaimed as he pushed her down onto his cock, which elicited a loud yowl from her. Irisviel came again, her pussy clamping down onto his vascular meat rod, only intensifying the sensation of his bulging veins tearing up her insides.
"Hyesss!" She mewled as she felt his tip break through her cervix, ramming itself into her deepest place. No penis had ever been that far up inside her, and yet it felt incredibly good. So addled was her mind from the continuous climaxes she was going through, so overbearing was the pleasure of his titanic cock totally ravaging her little cunt, that she completely disregarded the discomfort and even pain that should have caused her. "Breeeeed me! Shirou!" Irisviel squealed.
It was as if her womb was descending to meet his oversized penis, as if it wanted to give it a kiss or to accept it into itself. The schlicking sound of his shaft sliding in and out of her pussy, the splashing of his balls against the water's surface and the slapping of her ass against his pelvis and his testicles against her cunt only made the whole thing more obscene. His grunts and gasps merged with her moans and wails as she saw her stomach grow distended by the colossal size of his cock.
It plunged as deep as it could go, slamming against the walls of her womb and forcing them to extend outwards. The bulge, visible only slightly beneath her navel, was what made her reach another orgasm. How could that be, a tiny, still reasonable part of her mind pondered, and yet it was washed away by the waves of squirted bliss that overwhelmed Irisviel.
His cock felt as though it was growing thicker, bigger, his thrusts seemed to be more and more brutal, his grip on her far rougher, his grunts and growls more animalistic in nature. She could almost feel his orgasm approaching, his huge balls seizing up and his large cock fattening around the monstrous load surging up his shaft, preparing it to blast inside her waiting womb and drown her egg cell in a sea of sperm.
"Fuck." Her son gasped as he hilted himself inside of her, growling loudly while he slammed her down onto his cock and shot cum into her womb, blast after brutal blast of ultra thick sperm soaking her eggs and straining her insides with its volume. The bulge in her stomach grew bigger as wave after wave of thick, gooey cum splashed into her womb.
"Hooooooh!" She wailed as her pussy clamped down onto his member, squeezing tighter than ever before, almost as if it were milking that girthy meat rod, trying to get all those super potent swimmers to assail her egg. Irisviel could almost feel each one flailing wildly on its way. As though his cum was frothy, like a fizzy drink, and each one of his hyper potent sperm cells was violently slamming against all the others, as well as the walls of her womb, in an attempt to pierce her egg. Her poor, or fortunate, little ovum was overwhelmed by them, and they tore into it like rabid dogs would tear a rabbit apart. She almost felt it, though it was just her imagination, how, with such great force did his sperm slam against her egg that it was distorted by the power of the impact.
Irisviel watched her own belly inflate. No woman could withstand such a deluge; she whimpered as her belly bloated and bloated around her son cumblasts, wet sounds of thick cum hosing her womb. Irisviel moaned again, releasing a noise of pleasure that must have made her sound like the world's biggest slut.
He laid her down on the ground, gasping and panting, his cock still hard as rock. She rolled over, her belly slightly bloated with cum, and even more of the spunk leaking out of her loosened pussy into the pool. A thick sheen of sweat covered her, and yet she was more interested in that erect member. Her eyes and the insatiable desire in them was noticed by her son.
"Uuuh…fuck, you're such a slut." Shirou growled. His orgasm had faded to a dribble now, and cream was slowly escaping around his massive plug of a cock, adding to the puddle under Irisviel. She whimpered pathetically, crushed beneath the monster's weight, unable to think of anything but the pleasurable boiling sensation inside her. Even when he fell upon her again for another sucking, slurping, deep tonguing kiss, she could do nothing but groan and gurgle.
When he pulled out, Irisviel squealed. Cum started to hose out of her pussy, sprayed by the sheer pressure inside her womb. He wrenched his monstercock all the way out and watched her spray jizz for a long few seconds, admiring the look of exhausted panic on her face. Shirou pulled her up to her knees. She grunted, but she was far too horny to protest.
He grasped his cock with one hand and squeezed her hair in the other, tugging her towards him, mashing his broad glans against her face in an attempt to stuff her mouth, and with one firm thrust, he managed to cram his giant cockhead into her mouth. Her lips were strained to their maximum stretch, her jaw trembling as it cranked wide open. Her eyes, wide and watering, looked from the throbbing mass of that bulky cockpillar up to his eyes, as the taste, the stench of his unbelievable member soaked into her.
"Hrrgk…hhrn…" There was nothing she could do but gag on her son's cock. Her mouth felt full just from his cockhead.
Shirou rocked his hips slowly, bobbing her head on the end of his cock and admiring the way her beautiful features stretched around his bulbous prick. Watching her expression melt into joy, and he made it last as long as possible. When her hands hooked into the dense meat of his thighs, he took things to the next stage.
Leaning forward, her son took a deep breath. "Hope you're ready, slut," he grumbled then launched his hips forward in a monstrous thrust that almost broke Irisviel's jaw. Her slender little swan neck bloated outward around that ridiculous, throbbing bitchhammer, drool spraying from her lips as the raw mass of his cock surged through them. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper, stuffing that bulge down past the barrier of her collarbone and behind her breasts, until it felt like his dick was filling up her entire torso and only when his thick nest of pubic hair pushed against her nose and eyes did he stop, letting his entire cock rest inside her, throbbing and bucking, bulking up slightly only to relax again in a grotesque rhythm. Massaged by the flexing inside of Irisviel's throat, her son groaned happily, hooking a thumb in the corner of her mouth as she gagged unwillingly on his ungodly dick. Drool poured from her chin over her bikini clad tits and as her lungs started to clamp, her mind started to blur.
He tugged his hips back only to rut forwards once again, smacking his pelvis against Irisviel's face and wobbling her brain in her skull. Her eyes rocked back in their sockets as her world began to tilt, but her son wasn't done with her. The next time he pulled back, he took it slow, so slow she could watch the dense veins riddling his dick emerge from under her nose. She gurgled and gagged, her throat trailing slime down his sliding dickpillar and when he'd pulled his cockhead all the way up from her stomach to her mouth, he held it there for a moment, scrubbing her tonsils with his creamdrooling cockhead…only to lurch forwards once again, driving every last inch of that tremendous slab of meat down her petite gullet and into her belly. Drool splattered all over the place, and Irisviel's eyelids drooped; the blow nearly made her lose consciousness.
"Not yet, babe," said her son, giving her hair a tug to bring her back to focus.
He started to thump his hips back and forth, pulling her head toward his waist while thrusting with all his might, panting ragged breaths. He fucked her throat with the fury of a man possessed, grunting and growling as her insides massaged his violently throbbing cock. He kept his grip tight on her hair, refusing to let up even for a second, pumping away as though he intended to slam her throat forever. Squelching and mashing away at her gullet, her son breathed heavier and heavier, driving toward a massive orgasm.
Irisviel felt his cock throb inside her throat, and then a stream of semen invaded her gullet, she choked on the thick substance. Shirou's giant dick emerged from her mouth in a slimy, dripping tide. Inch after inch of monstercock unfurled from Irisviel's gullet, more than any woman could handle without being completely destroyed and when his cockhead finally popped out of her maw, he didn't stop spraying Irisviel with his cum, her mouth was flooded and when he left her mouth he shot out ropes of cum that painted her face and her the bikini clad breasts.
She gasped for precious air, holding her jaw tightly, staring up at him through veils of lust.
"Better clean up before your daughter gets home." Said her son, wiping his cum covered cock on Irisviel's breasts. "I'm glad we got to know each other." He said, then rose and walked away, leaving Irisviel oozing jizz and coated in cum beside the pool.
Illya expected that, coming home this late, the house would be quiet. She was used to that; her mom and Shirou were usually asleep, and ever since Kiritsugu passed away and Irisviel became a single mother, home always seemed extra quiet.
But this time, the house wasn't so quiet. As Illya kept down the hall, she could hear something going on, sounds coming from her mom's bedroom while the door was practically all the way open, letting the sound flow freely down the hall. It sounded like her mom, and it sounded like she was having some kind of trouble, which spurred the girl down the hall with hasty footsteps and a nervous worry that something was wrong, coming around the corner into the room deeply worried about what was around the bend, and she had absolutely no way to expect what she really found there.
Her mom's legs were up in the air while a boy drilled happily down into her from above, not an article of clothes on either of them.
That boy was Shirou, he had been adopted by Kiritsugu and was only recently introduced to his new mother and sister. For some time now there has been an invisible and vast distance between the boy and his new family, but recently the distance had shrunk considerably. Irisviel was almost glued to his side whenever he was around.
With mad, powerful slams down into her, Shirou was fucking Irisviel with all the fire and chaos he could muster, mating pressing his lover while she shrieked and twisted underneath him in a mad show of frenzied ecstasy, a passion burning through her hotter, weirder, urging her to have to figure out how she was supposed to deal with all of this. This was excessive and mad, making the bed creak and with his every mad slam down. His huge cock slammed effortlessly into the slim white woman, sending her into a madder, noisier spiral of commotion and fever. She wanted it, and she wasn't quiet about that want. Everything burning inside Irisviel demanded utter satisfaction, and she wasn't quiet about it.
"Harder. Please, harder. I don't care what you do, just keep fucking me!" Gasped Irisviel, her body heaving through the wicked thrill and the deranged satisfaction of letting this all take her. She was hungry, desperate, slavishly committed to a deranged sense of passion she wanted to give harder into, every passing second bringing her into a state of weirder fascination, to a pleasure where she felt like she just had to embrace it all and fall apart. This was excessive and mad and brought her into a frame of mind where nothing made sense. There was only the weird passion and fascination of being plunged deeper.
With her mouth agape, Illya watched her mom get mating pressed with zero idea what she was supposed to make of it, her body clenched up tight and the deranged chaos before her coming on madder and hotter, so weird and so unrelenting that she couldn't wrap her head around what was happening or how to handle it. She watched her mom get ravaged, watched in feeble delight and confusion as everything became too weird and too mad to fathom. And yet, all she could think about was how something so big was fitting inside of her mother. It didn't look like it should have, and yet effortlessly, the cock slammed into Irisviel, sending her over the edge with joy and noise and a thrashing, vocal ecstasy that seemed to be too wild and mad to be real.
Bucking harder up against her son in a fit of mad excitement and desire, Irisviel kept up the pace of flaunting just how deep into this mess she was, eager to ride out the passion and frustrations that kept her needing more. It was late and she should have known better than to be this raucous, but she was far too consumed by passion and ravenous need to be able to behave herself now. She was just giving in, throwing herself into a beautiful spectacle without a shred of hesitation, the unrestrained pleasure bringing her deeper into feelings she wanted more than anything. There was no reason to contain herself now, the burning excitement coming on with stranger sweeps of intense spectacle, a delight and a heat to have to consider with little focus or thought.
The shameless, ravenous delight with which Irisviel gave in may not have known any limits, but there was only so much she could escalate before this all fell apart for her completely. Too much was happening that felt too good, and she came hard under this grand excitement, cumming her brains out under the spectacular rush of excitement and need that sent her over the edge with delight. It was incredible, pleasures she could barely wrap her head around making her feel like she just had to give in. Her legs wrapped around his waist and dizzy moans rang out with little control or sense, just the burning excitement of a woman ready to succumb to her most ferocious of lusts.
Illya got to watch from closer up than she was ready for: the sight of a cock pulsating and a pair of balls tightening up, while Shirou creampied his mother. Finally, she squeaked, "What are you doing?" With a sense of nervous, noisy spectacle.
"Illya!" Irisviel gasped, but did so in the throes of orgasmic moans that expressed more about the mad excitement than about the shock of her daughter finding her. She peeked her head up from over Shirou's shoulder as he lay on top of her. "Good, you're home." She wasn't upset to have been caught fucking by her daughter. Quite the opposite, in fact. "She's here, honey. Are you ready?'
"Yeah." Shirou said, pulling out of his mother and turning around to face his sister.
"Illya, you're a big girl now," Irisviel started, "and I think it's time you learned how to have sex. Shirou is going to help, because I think we can all become closer as a family if you two got to know each other better."
Irisviel didn't know exactly how her daughter was going to react to all of this, but she had some ideas. Illya looked at her mom, smiling and with cum not only leaking from her pussy but splattered across her face. Then, she looked at Shirou, and particularly down at the huge cock between his legs. Then, she found herself slowly nodding. "I want to have sex." she admitted. She knew what it was. Knew what they were doing. But that was the extent of it. Moving toward the bed, she asked, "Am I old enough to?"
"As long as it's under my supervision, and only with Shirou, yes." Irisviel's eyes darted to the side to look at Shirou while her smile grew.
Illa began to undress excitedly. "Okay, that sounds fun. And if you are doing this with mama, that means you're my new papa, right?"
"That's right, Illya," Shirou said.
"You should get to know him better. Come climb onto the bed, I'll coach you through your very first blowjob." Irisviel was ready to take this to a very weird place as she guided her son to lie back in the bed and offer himself up to this attention. In her mind, the best way for Irisviel to deal with this all was to take things to an outrageous and bizarre place where nothing seemed fully reasonable.
Illya settled in comfortably in front of her brother, surprised by all the weird thoughts and frustrations that began to build inside of her. She had no good idea how to deal with them, but she found herself open to the bizarre excitement and strangeness of wanting to see it through. "Should I lick it?" She asked, not fully clear on what she was about to do and what was being asked of her.
Gently, Irisviel set her daughter into position, guiding her to lie on her stomach between Shirou's legs, urging these attentions into a sweet, sinful situation where she was comfortable and she was ready. This was happening, all of it so strange and so forward, coming on with waves of shaky possibility and bad judgment. Her fingers ran through her daughter's hair and she urged her forward. "Start by licking and kissing it. You can do more when you're ready to."
That was the good push Illya needed, a gentle encouragement into one direction that let her start to work at it. She knew what she was doing now as she let her tongue caress and slither its way around Shirou's cock, trying to explore her way now into this without much idea of what this all meant. She was open to it, starting up on the weird thrills and surprises, the pleasure that she needed now more than anything. Every lick was a slow, hesitant push into confidences and excitements she was uncertain about, but the shaky pleasures granted her a chance to open up to it, to embrace what was coming and to find out whether or not she could settle down into this with some degree of clam and relief, an excitable weirdness to all of it leaving her with questions.
The cock twitched against her touch. "Just like that." Irisviel said, stroking her daughter's hair. "You're such a brave girl for starting off on a big cock like this. It's going to be a lot, but you're going to love it so much, and you'll already learn how amazing it is to be with Shirou." Her eyes gleamed up toward her son in turn. "How is she doing?"
"You're doing great." Shirou said, as he was having sex with his eleven-year old sister, and his mother had urged him to do so.
Experimental licks tended around the attention and excitement of adoring his cock, starting toward these pleasures without any hesitation or fear. Illya was into this, ready to find the intention and the chaos of what she needed. Something wild took her, a fire that she wanted to give in to, learning how to tend to a cock and opening herself up to the embrace of weird chaos, a passion and an excitement that she was ready to give up to completely. Her tongue dragged its way up the cock, and in her haste, she opened her mouth up to take in the cock before she had even asked about it.
That caught both her mother and her brother off guard. Shirou gasped out in surprise and Irisviel let out an excited noise, the delight building up stranger and messier while the mouth took to shoving forward, desperately seeking the pleasure and the fire of what she needed now. "That's very good, Illya!" Purred her mother, keeping from pushing her head down the cock, but letting the lingering emphasis and effort behind these pleasures build up. She was prepared to take this all as far as she could, pushing to indulge in these excitements and in the potential that made her want more. "Do whatever you want with him. You're doing great."
Bobbing her head in the chaos and surprise of these mad attentions, Illya took to doing whatever she could through all of this. Her head bobbed shallowly back and forth, the passion and the desire of a heat she wanted to continue to surrender to. She was slow and persistent with these attentions, the mad delight and the focus that she wanted to work with more and more. It felt like a necessity, like pleasure she had to work through however she could. Her mouth was wide so open, the pressure overbearing and surprising her harder, but she was ready to give in to these weird attentions, trying to deal with this and wanting more of it all.
Clutching him with her hands, she began to stroke his shaft while sucking on the head. Illya moved with little in the way of sense here, just the pleasure that she wanted to continue exploring, trying her best with these mad excitements to find some good way to make sense of it. The excess behind all of this left her proud of herself as she realized how capable she was, taking this all on and proving she could do it, all while her mom approved her and praised her. She felt good, and as she pushed her brother to enjoy himself, she savored the ways he responded positively to it all. She wanted to feel good, wanted to know she could make him enjoy himself, and as she pushed harder on, the excitement grew madder, more spectacular a pleasure to keep giving in to.
Shirou's throbbing cock begged in her mouth for release, and he erupted right into her mouth and grunting. "You're really good, Illya!"
The flood of cum suddenly gushing into her mouth caught Illya off guard, and she was too panicked to know how to respond to it, simply moving to chug down every drop of his cum with a dizzy sense of pure fascination washing over her. She was in too deep, struggling through this and drinking down every drop she could in a fitful haze of passion and excitement, pulling back from his cock only for even more to erupt across her face while she struggled through all of it. This was too much.
Readily, Irisviel barged forward to give her even more, locking lips with her daughter and tugging her into a tight and sloppy kiss. She was so happy with everything her girl had done so far, ready to praise her for it in any way she could, and Illya felt happy to melt into her mom's reassuring touch and learn just how forcefully she wanted to praise her. She felt accomplished, satisfied, and like she had done something good, and now her mom was pampering her with forward attentions and delights too insistent for the poor girl to possibly want to shirk away now, leaning into this tighter and letting the passion follow.
"Tell Papa how good his cock tasted." Irisviel moaned, ready to encourage deeper profanity and debauchery still.
"Papa, your cock tasted so good!" Illya gasped, and as she turned toward him again, Shirou's cock throbbed under the excitement of being referred to like that, the pleasure hastily building up inside of him and all his thoughts pulling him into the forward excitement of what was to come. "Can you have sex with me the same way you had sex with mom?"
"I don't know if you can handle it that way." Shirou said, but fuck did he want to.
"How about this," Irisviel purred, leaning in close. "First, you start gently. Then, you pin down this half-German little slut, and you mating press her as hard as you can."
"I can do that, if she's ready." He said.
"I'm ready, I'm ready!" Illya gasped.
Irisviel explained. "I think you should sit down on Papa's cock and slowly take him down lower. Does that sound good, Illya?"
Illya nodded happily. This was happening. The burning excitement and want around all these weird surprises brought on a lot of grand feelings to have to consider, but she felt happy and eager and urgent in her pushes now to give in to all of that. The possibilities were overbearing, and she could feel herself craving now the chance to give in to all of it. Climbing up onto his lap and taking his cock back in her hands, Illya shifted over him. "Papa is a lot bigger than the ones they showed us in school."
"Yes, that's because he's a bitchbreaker." Irisviel came up from behind her daughter, pressing against her back and starting to run her hands up her flat chest, playing with her nipples. "It means he was born to break bitches into cum hungry sluts, and you are going to get to learn just how amazing it feels for yourself."
"I can't wait." Illya was excitable even if she still didn't fully understand what she was doing as she pushed herself down onto his cock and started in on the mad excitements and possibilities before her. She took him a couple inches in and already she was gasping and throwing her head back, the shock of these attentions proving to be much more than she was prepared for. "Wow, it really is big! Papa, you're huge!"
"But you can take it." Irisviel purred, placing a hand on her daughter's hip and starting to use it to work her up and down his cock. Slow, shallow motions at first, but she knew she could work Illya up to more in time. She just had to encourage it along.
Shirou found himself enthralled, staring in awe and excitement at the pre-teen working herself up and down on his cock. "You're really tight, Illya, but you'll get used to it. Just hold on." He let his hands reach out for her body, starting to feel up her flat chest, it contrasted against Irisviel's massive boobs drastically, completely undeveloped, smooth, but so soft under his fingers.
"And you'll get used to fucking the pussy of your underaged sister with your big cock." Irisviel gasped. She was excited and enraptured by Shirou and wanting to spread that love around to her daughter now, which involved some vulgar talk and playing harder at the excitement of showing off to him how sinful and wicked this all was. "What do you think, honey?" She asked, kissing her daughter's cheek and running her attention along her even more insistently.
"I love Papa's cock!" Illya gasped, through the wild attention and excitement that this offered her. She was in over her head, but the opportunity to take this on and to prove she was able to do it. That she was mature and capable and ready to satisfy. Her new brother was so nice, and she found herself already having so much fun with him, a bit detached from what this all meant but happy to keep playing in. This was a lot, but she met the expectation and the chaos, feeling proud of how much she could offer.
That meant pushing harder down onto his cock, further and more excitable while she took to riding him. Her pussy was so snug, and it took gradual loosening to get her ready for all these pressures and for the weird commotion behind these pleasures. But she was committed. With every push down, Illya savored the chance to keep pushing for more, indulging in the hotter and harder pleasures, a chaos that had her wanting to try whatever she could to make this work out. It was a lot to consider, but with each passing second she was giving in to better delights, to a passionate frenzy that kept coming. She needed to accept it, needed to give in harder.
Unable to believe he was actually doing this, let alone getting away with it, Shirou twisted through these excitements, driven mad every time she said 'Papa' and urged down into deeper excitement. His white girlfriend/mom and his half-German daughter/sister his were ruining him, and every time that Irisviel projected an interest in that onto him, he got just a little bit shakier at the possibility of actually starting to believe it. "I'm happy to help you learn about sex." He groaned. "You and your mom both deserve the best."
Illya could barely handle all of it, the pleasures building up inside her with a fever she needed to let take her. It wasn't sane or sensible, an excess of fire and lust and want that she continued to succumb to sinking down lower and lower into the possibilities until she was simply too lost to take it a moment longer. Illya came hard, shrieking in surprise and fascinated delight as these feelings all wore her down. She was powerless against them, trembling through fever and a fascinated desire to lose herself. She came hard, a conquering, trembling orgasm washing through Illya and leaving her so dizzy and delirious that she didn't know the first thing about holding herself together now. it felt incredible, bringing her into the depths of a beautiful chaos and spectacle that she just had to accept.
"I feel so good! Papa, do you feel good too?" She squeaked and Shirou responded only with groans and bucks of his hips and a sudden, unrelenting release of excitement. He came inside of Illya, groaning his way through a shockingly guiltless orgasm as he succumbed to the maddest of possibilities. Filling her with a raw and unprotected creampie, the idea she was too young to get pregnant became a depraved little reassurance that it was safe to fill her and to lose himself, insane as it was to consider. He shook under that fact while he lay there a bit breathless and startled, needing a moment now to steady himself after what he'd just done.
"That felt very good." Shirou finally said.
"And now I'm pregnant, right? Because a boy had sex with me."
"No, probably not." Irisviel said, coming in from behind. "You're too young for that, but you should be very proud that you've taken all of him. That will be good practice for when you're older."
"But are you pregnant?" Illya asked.
"I'm probably pregnant, yes. You probably have a little sibling coming soon, and our family will get even bigger." But for now, Irisviel wanted progress. "Anyway, since you were so good at taking papa's cock, I think it's time to see you lie down so he can fuck you in the same position he fucked me in."
Illya threw herself back onto the bed and kicked her legs up. "Please, Papa, fuck me like you fuck my mommy!" She shook a little after saying 'fuck'. It was still new to her, something she wasn't used to, but she was so ready to be used to it, to learn and adapt and open herself up to these weird pleasures now. She was all shaky and eager, the excitement getting to her in ways she wasn't sure how to deal with, but she was eager to throw herself into all of it, to embrace the chaos she lusted after now more than ever.
Shirou was quickly on top of her, eclipsing her petite body with his own and shoving his cock into her, harder and rougher than he should have but the pleasure was on. "I'll fuck you right, we're a family now." He promised while his hips worked with reckless eagerness and excitement, ramming hastily down to keep up a pace that seemed absolutely deranged, but it was all she could do now. Illya burned with pleasures and fascinations that simply needed to be let out, every untameable, burning desire in her expressed through sheer fire had chaos now, and not anything less.
"Papa!" Shrieked Illya, startled by how hastily he was upon her and how forcefully his cock was slamming into her. She was wholly unprepared for that kind of intensity, and she couldn't believe it was all coming crashing down on her now. Not that she minded, the clenching excitement and panic bringing her an intoxicating, dizzy need to give in, thrown now into the deep end and accepting that was bringing her down lower. This was all so much, and she didn't find herself able to deal with it or navigate these bizarre passions and spectacles now.
Irisviel pressed in against her son's side, lips all over his neck while she devilishly encouraged him on. "That's it. Fuck her. Fuck the small pussy of my daughter, of your sister, even though she is still so young, fuck her until she becomes addicted to your cock." She was rubbing herself, blatantly enjoying the wicked excitement of tending to this, pushing on harder through the pleasures of opening up to wicked fascination and seeing her daughter fall apart. "And of course she loves it. How can she resist your big cock? No daughter of mine could."
The temptation and chaos that kept driving this moment into deeper and madder bliss made for something too senseless for either to handle. This was all so good, so beautifully depraved and unhinged. Illya loved every second of these raw poundings, thrown into a state of passion and fascination so senseless that it stopped feeling real to her now, but she was happy to jerk needily against more of it, embracing these passions and all of their desperate intensities. She was lost to this all now, throwing everything into the deep end and into a chaos she had no reason to contain, and she didn't understand how she could have possibly handled it now.
Every stroke down filled Illya's snug pussy with so much more cock than she believed she could handle. His body overwhelmed hers, but she felt safe under him even with his hard slams and all the bucking, heaving commotion that should have been threatening. Illya simply remembered back to how her mom took it, how awe-inspiring it was to see that thick cock sink into her so effortlessly. And now Illya was proving she could take it, too. That was cause to keep steady and excited, to let Shirou keep pounding away at her no matter how much pressure there was.
The mad thrusts continued to wear her down. It was too much. She didn't care about holding herself together, but with every passing second, she felt better, hotter, ready to give up completely. This was a pleasure to continue to give in to, burning her up and bringing on frenzied possibilities, the heat and the wickedness she wanted more of, and it was all precisely what she needed. There was a delight here to embrace, the pleasure that forced her to need more. Her arms wrapped around Shirou and held him tighter against her, squealing pleasure and excitement urging her to want to fall apart, and she just could not contain it. This was incredible, and she was happy to continue to descend into it. The madness and the lust continued to push her to want to break down. It felt too good to believe, but she was happy to embrace it, thrown into the deep end.
This was all pure ecstasy for Irisviel. "Fuck her. Cum in her. I want you to keep her well fucked, and if you do take too many risks... Well, we'll just be a bigger family." She kissed his neck harder, grinding against him while pumping her fingers madder into her pussy, these pleasures making her want more of these feelings, the passion unruly and senseless and making her need more. It was too much. It was incredible. Irisviel wanted to keep pushing on harder, toying with the chaos and the spectacle of these fiery lusts, needing to keep up the chaos and the want she was happy to throw herself harder into. Her son fucking her daughter and both of them enjoying it so much was the sign that her future was to be quite beautiful.
Illya moaned louder, thrashing through the weirdness and the lust of passion and fire to keep giving up to the throbbing chaos that ravaged her, and every step of the way, Illya just gave in harder, shrieking and gasping through the madness, through the passion, and through persistent lusts she wanted more and more of. It felt incredible, and she felt like she just needed to succumb to all of it. "Papa, I'm close to feeling that way again." She moaned, twisting harder under these delights and all their weirder excitements. It was all too much, senseless, urgent, sending her into a spiral down deeper still. Illya relished in this chaos and this fire, and she let the passion carry her over the edge. It felt too good for her to resist, and she just needed to let it take her all the way, the pleasure throbbing across her while she sank into all of this.
The ravenous mess of passion and heat pushed Shirou over the edge. He couldn't contain it any longer, couldn't behave himself as he slammed down into Illya and sent his own thoughts into a mad, downward spiral of pure fascination. he filled her up, bucking his hips every step of the way in a mad rush of need and fire. He creampied his sister once more. That he needed it like this. It was every craving within him, screaming passion and excitement coming so strongly that he just had to let it happen, and there was no good reason to let it hold him back now. As he filled her up, she squealed and shook and gave in completely to the ferocious bliss of letting go. Illya craved this, savored every second of these wild passions and a chance to give up to the senseless bliss she needed.
"Thank you, Papa." Illya whimpered, her breath shaky while she clung to him. "I took it. I took all of your cum. Are you proud of me?"
"I am," he groaned.
"And how happy are you to have a slutty mother and daughter duo completely dedicated to serving your cock?" Asked Irisviel.
"It makes me glad." He groaned.
On the inside of the kitchen with the doors closed up tight so that nobody could see what was happening in the room, the family was being very wholesome.
Specifically, Illya was up over a counter in the back, her school skirt yanked up over her petite butt so she could take her Papa's cock with hard, drilling slams forward. "Yes, Papa, fuck me harder!" she moaned. "It feels so good to take your cock in my underage German-Japanese pussy!" She still tried to talk like her mom did, but even after a few weeks, she didn't quite have it.
It didn't matter. Shirou pounded madly into her with all the vigor and chaos he could muster, needing to fuck her and needing to hear more of that sinfully sweet dirty talk. He raced toward release, his orgasm so close, so ready, these exhausting passions leaving him in a state of hunger so steep that he could barely keep himself held back from all of it. With a mad, wild groan, he pumped into her and sent the girl shrieking happily through the wild pleasure of taking it. "You're so good at taking my cock," he told her, as he flooded her young womb with his strong seed.
As she went limp on top of the counter to gather herself, Illya heard her mom open the curtain and peer in. "Illya, your friends are here to see you," she said.
And all Illya could think in her fuck-dizzy haze was that it would be nice if she introduced her friends to her papa's cock too.
Shirou smiled as he stared down at the sluts servicing his cock, "Deeper, slut," he commanded, pulling on Irisviel hair and making her gag as she took his cock all the way to the base. "I don't want a single bit of my cock untended to."
Irisviel, his new mom, made some whining moans and then nodded shallowly as she did her best to take the cock of her new son as deep into her mouth as she possibly could.
Illya was busy taking care of Shirou's balls, licking and kissing them and doing her best to make the whole experience feel even better. And it really was amazing. As it should, with all the practice that these two had gotten to improve their skills as they served their son and brother/papa.
Shirou's eyes ran down along Illya's back, seeing the thin purple and white clothes that she was dressed in. She looked fine in them, her body just barely contained in the few wisps of fabric that wrapped themselves around her tits and ass and crotch.
Irisviel was dressed in a very similar manner, just in white and purple lingerie. It really made the two of them look good.
"Illya," Shirou said, coming to a decision, "get on your back and hold your pussy open."
Illya did as she was told, rolling onto her back on the wooden floor and flipping the thin curtain that hid her pussy to the side, revealing her young lower lips, dripping and glistening from the constant arousal that was pressing against the insides of her mind and soul. Then she reached down and spread them apart, looking up with a very hot expression on her face as she opened her tunnel, letting Shirou see the wet inner walls that his cock was so very familiar with.
"Good," Shirou said, placing a hand on top of Irisviel's head and keeping her in place while she kept on sucking his cock, moaning all the while. "Now, beg for me to come over there and fuck you."
"Please, Papa," Illya said, her voice very needy and lustful, "please come over here and fuck me. I love how your massive cock makes me feel when it goes inside of me, I want to make you feel good with the underaged pussy of your sister, so if you'll just come here and fuck me, it will make me the happiest slut in the world."
Shirou grinned. It was so wonderful to hear her saying these sorts of things. And the fact that she most certainly meant it, well, that just added something really wonderful to the words that he was hearing. He pushed Irisviel off of his cock, finally letting her get the chance to breathe. Her shoulders shook and trembled as she recovered, taking deep gasps. She looked up with hungry eyes as he brushed past her without a backwards glance and got down in between Illya's legs.
He ran a hand up along her bare thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin and nodded as his cock throbbed. He looked at Illya's eyes, he gazed into the purple eyes of his little sister as she held her cunt open for her brother.
Shirou ran his hand up along the small thigh to Illya's, soaking wet, cunny, seeing how it was still being held open and drooling, arousal running out of her and down along her skin. Pressing the tip of his cock against Illya's wide-open pussy, he grinned. Then he pushed inside of her, listening to the sounds that she made as she stared down at his cock as it rubbed against his sister's young cunt.
Then he pushed inside of her and it felt absolutely great. Shirou groaned and so did Illya as they both felt his cock pushing deep inside of her, filling her up and stretching her out. Though Illya had gotten fucked by him so many times that both her and her mother's pussies were pretty well-molded around his cock anyway.
Shirou grunted as he started to pound in and out of his elementary schoolgirl sister. He looked down at Illya's flat tits as he screwed her and smiled. She looked fine like this, flat on her back and taking cock. Taking his cock, which was a really important note.
Shirou kept on screwing Illya, feeling how her tight cunt was squeezing down around his cock, doing its best to suck him deeper and deeper inside of her, her slutty body not able to ever get enough of him. That was as it should be, really.
Shirou picked up the pace, slamming in and out of Illya hard and fast and deep, taking her as his. Just as he had so many times before, using her slutty body. Reaching up with one hand, he squeezed down on one of her flat breasts, listening to the moan she made as he squeezed her tit, feeling her nipple shifting around underneath his hand. Yeah, this slut had a great body and it was absolutely impossible to ever get tired of fucking it. Grinning, he kept on going and going, feeling the orgasm rising inside of him as he got closer and closer.
But that didn't mean there was no room for improvement here. Looking over his shoulder, he caught Irisviel's eyes as she knelt in front of the her daughter and son fucking.
"Get over here, Mom," Shirou said, pointing at a spot on the floor right above Illya's head. "And start playing with yourself."
"Yes, Shirou," Irisviel said, crawling around on the floor like a dog. She started to masturbate and toy with her slutty body even more. The skimpy outfit she wore didn't do a thing to stop her from being able to feel herself up and Shirou watched with lustful eyes as she toyed with her body, displaying just what a hot piece of ass his mom was.
He leered at her as she touched herself, toying with herself and doing a lot to get herself hot and horny. More than she already was, at least.
Shirou kept on pounding Illya, feeling how her pussy was squeezing down around him. She was gasping and moaning as she got fucked and Shirou supposed that she was getting pretty close to an orgasm.
And Shirou could feel own his orgasm rising inside of him as he kept on fucking Illya and switched his eyes between her and Irisviel. Even after… probably a thousand times fucking the two of them, he still found them to be really hot and was perfectly capable of getting super turned on by both of them as they kept on displaying their lewd, slutty bodies for his pleasure.
Shirou could feel his orgasm rising up inside of him and knew that he was going to cum any second now. He panted hotly, feeling his cock throbbing inside of Illya's pussy as she moaned and whined. He looked down at her, seeing her slutty, slutty body as it took his cock.
He thought this was a pretty good deal, and it would get even better once he came. Which would be soon, especially if he kept on fucking Illya like this.
And he most certainly wasn't going to stop fucking his horny underaged sister anytime soon, looking at her fucked silly face, her flat tits, everything about her that said the only thing she was good for was taking cock. Taking her brother's cock.
Shirou's fingers dug down into Illya's sides as he kept on screwing her. He could hear himself panting as he kept on slamming in and out of her, feeling the pleasure rising and his heart pounding inside of his chest.
Then, with a gasp, he started to cum. Shirou jerked his hips forward, burying his cock as deep inside of Illya as he possibly could, making her take every last bit of his cock inside of her cunt. She whined, her entire body shivering at that. Shirou was barely aware of any of that as he started to pour out his load inside of her, shot after shot of semen flowing into her pussy, covering her inner walls in white seed.
It felt amazing. Illya had such a fine, slutty, pussy that was an absolute joy to fuck. Shirou groaned, panting in lust as he looked down at where the two of them were joined, seeing how her lewd body was still clenching down around his cock. And how he was still cumming, still shooting jet after jet of cum inside of her and filling her up.
Shirou's balls were churning as he kept on filling her up and it seemed like he had pumped a liter or two of semen inside of Illya by the time that he was finally done with her. It was a great orgasm, but, then again, it always was when he was fucking his family.
Pulling out of Illya, Shirou nodded as he looked at the stream of white flowing out of her pussy. Damn, that was satisfying. And it looked pretty good, too, seeing how Illya's body was still twitching and shivering from everything that had been done to her. Shirou grinned and looked up at Irisviel who was still touching and toying with her slutty body, just as she had been told to.
"Get down there and lick her clean," Shirou said with a grin as he pushed himself back to give her room to work. "I know how much you love the taste of my cum in your daughter."
"It's one of my favorite foods, Shirou," Irisviel said obediently as she crawled around and lowered her head down in between Illya's thighs.
Then she got to work and Shirou nodded as Illya's moans took on a slightly different tone. Yeah, while getting eaten out by her mother could never compare to getting fucked by her brother, Shirou knew that Irisviel was a damn fine pussy-eater.
Reaching down, Shirou flipped the thin, semi-transparent gauzy skirt that barely hid Irisviel's lower body away. That let him get a much better view of her pussy. Reaching down, he squeezed her hips, feeling how it shifted around underneath his fingers and how the muscle tightened up. Grinning, Shirou kept on groping and feeling her up, enjoying himself hugely as he molested her.
Irisviel liked that, of course. How could she not like whatever her son chose to do to her? It just wouldn't be proper, otherwise. He could see how her pussy's lower lips were opening slightly, letting more and more arousal leak out of her, getting her body ready to be fucked.
He wouldn't be fucking her right away, but it was good to see that she still understood that she was there to get fucked and used. That she gained purpose when she was being a set of holes that were filled with cock.
Illya was really getting into having her pussy eaten out. She had even wrapped her legs around her mother's head, making sure that her fellow cock slave couldn't possibly pull away from the wet, cum-filled pussy pressing against her.
Shirou chuckled. Well, it couldn't possibly happen unless he ordered them to move apart. They both knew that their own pleasure was second to his own.
Speaking of his own pleasure, Shirou decided that his own pleasure would be served by smacking Irisviel's ass. It was a fine ass to spank, so he did, letting his hand fly down and land right on her cheek. Irisviel whined and rocked forward, but didn't pull away.
Ah, what was he going to do with these whores, beyond using them whenever he felt like? Grinning, Shirou confirmed that Irisviel was still wet, even after what he had done to her. That wasn't a surprise at all. When were either of these sluts not wet, huh?
And now what was he going to do with them, how was he going to enjoy them to the fullest extent possible? Decisions, decisions, there was so much that he wanted to do with them and enjoy how they reacted to getting screwed by him.
"I want both of you to wrap those titties around my cock and make me cum," Shirou said, grinning as he looked down at Irisviel's massive chest and Illya's smaller set of tits. Spreading his legs, Shirou got his cock out and let it rise up into the air. He was hard beyond belief at the sight of these whores and the thought of everything that he was going to do to them for the next forever. "Right now."
The two naked family members moved to obey his commands. He stroked his sister's hair as she wiggled into position on one side of him, leaning forward and pressing her boobs against his cock. She wasn't as big as her mom was, her chest wasn't even large enough to squeeze his cock.
Irisviel's cow utters completely engulfed his large cock, her bright pink nipple rubbed against her daughter's flat chest as she gave her son a boob job.
"That's right, sluts," Shirou said, smiling as he stroked their hair. "This is what you were made to do, serving me and making me happy."
"Papa, I love your cock."
"Shirou, use my breast as much as you want."
He groaned in pleasure as the two hot, hot women kept on serving him, relentlessly giving it their all to make sure that he felt good. Placing his hands on top of each of their heads, Shirou smiled down at them as they kept on pressing their tits together around his cock. He sighed happily as he felt them taking care of him.
Irisviel and Illya were still both looking down at his cock with a hungry look on their faces, eagerly awaiting the cum that would be covering their faces pretty soon.
Feeling how good his hard cock felt wrapped in between their tits. He reached down and groped around, until he brushed up against Irisviel's nipple. It was rather hard and he grinned as he pinched it. His new mom squirmed and moaned as he played with them.
The feelings welling up inside of his cock as his sister and mother kept on wrapping their tits around him made him want to cum. Taking a deep breath, Shirou smiled as he stared down at their smiling faces. And at their tits, the way that those fat orbs were moving up and down, over and over again.
"Alright, whores," Shirou said. "You two had better get ready for your first load of semen, all over your faces."
Neither of them responded, too enraptured with the way his cock was throbbing against their flesh.
"That's right," Shirou grunted as he stared down at them. "That's it, I'm getting close, you little whores. I'm getting really close. Right- there!" Then he started to cum. It was a great orgasm, just like he had suspected that it would be. Groaning, Shirou felt himself shooting his cum onto their faces, covering their hungry expressions with more and more cum. He sighed in pleasure as he felt the orgasm washing through him, his balls churning as these two sluts did their best to draw out every last bit of pleasure inside of him.
Finally, the orgasm ended and Shirou stared down at what he had done to the two of them. He had really marked them with plenty of seed, the thick cum getting all over their faces and already starting to drip down onto their tits that were still wrapped around his cock.
"Yeah, that's a good look," Shirou said with a sigh and a nod. "That's really good." He patted their heads. "And we're going to keep on doing this a lot more often, understand? You belong to me now and I know just how to get some proper use out of you girls."
Irisviel and Illya didn't say anything, they just smiled and nodded, then looked at each other with cum covered smiles.