Breeding the blonde lustful vixens

THE LIBRARIAN'S INITIATION – CONQUERING HELENA'S SINFUL CURVES

The moment Stefano withdrew his glistening cock from Helena's slack mouth, a thick strand of saliva stretched between the young Nordic beauty's swollen lips and his throbbing tip before snapping. Both Nordic beauties knelt before him, their chests heaving, their pupils blown wide with hypnotic submission. The air in the private restoration room hung heavy with the scent of Helena's jasmine perfume mingling with the musk of growing arousal.

"On the table," Stefano commanded, his voice resonating with the ring's ancient power as he nodded toward the massive Egyptian artifact restoration desk. Its polished ebony surface reflected the dim amber lighting, the perfect altar for what was to come.

Helena moved with dreamlike obedience, her towering 1.8 meter frame unfolding gracefully as she rose. The loose sweater slipped from her shoulders like a discarded shroud, revealing the magnificent topography of her body that had been hidden beneath librarian modesty. Her G-cup breasts swayed heavily as she climbed onto the desk, the weight of them making her shoulders tense slightly. The dim light caught the pebbled texture of her rose-brown nipples straining against lace, each aureole large enough to make a man's mouth water.

"His eyes... I-It's like he is eating me up." A mental echo, Helena's arousal filled the cramped room, as the incubus' gaze roamed her sinful curves the young woman's pussy-juice ran down her voluptuous thighs.

Stefano's breath actually hitched as she settled back, her wide flared hips spreading across the wood grain, the generous swell of her ass flattening against the surface. When she let her thighs fall open, the sight was obscenely lush—her blonde curls glistening with arousal, her pink inner lips already puffed and glistening, the scent of her readiness flooding the room. A single drop of her essence trailed down her plush inner thigh, and Stefano's cock twitched violently.

"Look at you," he murmured, stepping between her legs, his fingers tracing the dramatic hourglass curve from her rib cage to hip. "A fertility goddess hiding in plain sight."

Helena whimpered, her blue eyes glassy with the fallen divinity's corruption and raw desire, her full lips parting as Stefano's thumbs brushed her nipples. The moment he pinched them, the young Nordic beauty's back arched off the table, making her tremendous tits bounce hypnotically, the undersides jiggling with their sheer mass.

Stefano didn't bother with foreplay.

"It's so fucking heavy... C-Can it even fit? Dad was nowhere near as... O-Ohmygod!!" Another soul fragment, damn... It seemed she had been having quite some fun back in Sweden.

*PLAP!*

With one brutal thrust, the incubus sheathed himself to the hilt in the lustful blonde's sopping cunt, the velvet vise of her walls clamping down in shocking tightness around his girth. Helena's scream shattered the quiet of the museum's back rooms, her manicured nails scrabbling at the wood as the young woman's thighs trembled violently.

"F-FUCK! S-SIR—!"

Stefano slapped a hand over her mouth, his golden rings glowing faintly against her saliva-slick lips. "Quiet, slut," he growled, his hips already pistoning into her with jackhammer intensity. "This is what you really came for, isn't it? To be used like the breeding bitch you are."

Helena's eyes rolled back as her first orgasm detonated through the young woman's sinful curvy body, her cunt milking her incubus lover's fat throbbing cock in rhythmic spasms, the Nordic beauty's massive milkers bouncing wildly with every snap of his hips.

*PLAP!*

*PLAP*

*PLAP!!*

The desk creaked dangerously beneath their combined weight as Stefano fucked her into the wood, his balls slapping against her soaked asscheeks with wet, lewd smacks.

"H-He is breaking her in half... Helena, t-this is so fucking hot, much better than uncle's penis." Another mental echo, Helena's sister was enjoying the raw wild sex happening right before her eyes.

To the side, Ingrid watched with dilated pupils, the younger sister's lithe fingers sneaking under her sundress to rub frantic circles on her clit. The sight of her prim older sister getting railed like a common whore sent shocks of perverse pleasure through her **** mind.

Stefano noticed.

With a grunt, he wrenched his dripping cock from Helena's well-used hole, making her whimper at the sudden emptiness. "Your turn, little vixen," his deep baritone growled at Ingrid, lifting her onto the table beside her sister with terrifying ease.

The contrast was delicious—Helena's voluptuous, womanly curves still twitching with aftershocks beside Ingrid's petite, toned frame. Stefano pushed the younger sister's sundress up around her waist, revealing the young blonde's bare, dripping slit—shaved smooth unlike Helena's lush golden bush.

"Such good sisters," Stefano mused as he plunged into Ingrid's tightness, her tight cunt stretching obscenely around the incubus' throbbing girth. "Sharing everything."

Helena moaned beside them, her heavy breasts swaying as she reached over to pinch Ingrid's nipples, making the younger sister shriek.

*PLAP!!*

*PLAP!*

*PLAP!!!*

Stefano set a vicious pace, his cock alternating between their cunts, each sister's unique texture driving him wild—Helena's velvety, engulfing heat versus Ingrid's vice-like grip.

When Helena pushed Ingrid's face into her heaving cleavage, Stefano saw his opening.

"Suck her," he commanded, and Ingrid latched onto her sister's pink nipple with **** hunger, her tongue swirling around the areola's wrinkled texture. Helena's resulting scream was muffled by her own forearm as another orgasm wracked her massive frame, the Nordic beauty's voluptuous thighs clamping around Stefano's hips as he bottomed out in her again.

The symphony of their bodies was perfection—the slap of flesh, the squelch of overstimulated cunts, the guttural moans vibrating against sweat-slick skin. Stefano could feel his release building, his balls drawing up tight as Helena's womb fluttered against his cockhead, begging for his seed.

With a final primal roar, Stefano buried himself to the root in Helena's fertile depths, his cock pulsing violently as he flooded her. Ropes of thick cum filled her channel, some oozing out around his shaft to drip onto the table below.

*SPURT!*

*SPURT*

But he wasn't spent yet.

Wrenching free from Helena's clenching walls, Stefano turned Ingrid onto her hands and knees, plunging into her from behind as she whimpered, the young blonde slut a raving mess, into her sister's deep cleavage. Three brutal thrusts was all it took before he was painting her insides white too, the incubus' tainted creamy cum mixing with her juices as it dribbled down the Swedish vixen's toned thighs.

The sisters collapsed together in a sweaty, cum-leaking heap, their bodies marked, their minds broken, their wombs claimed.

Stefano adjusted his cufflinks, Osiris Champion's golden eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched his seed trickle from both their well-used holes.

"Until next time, ladies."

The museum's newest exhibit had been thoroughly curated.

"S-So full... O-ohmygod, he filled us both... W-What if we get pregnant? Huu..." Another soul fragment, the prospect of both sisters carrying his demonspawns was enough to give him a raging boner again, Helena gasped as she felt the virile archeologist's hardness against her overflowing pussy folds.

"Soon... Tomorrow we can complete their **** training."

As for Stefano...

The incubus had just expanded his collection.