The Trial of Endurance - The Prince must be ridden by a mystery woman and avoid cumming

The two Succubi are still on the stage, one waving to the audience and enjoying the cheers and other sounds of admiration, while the other slides the enchanted cock ring off the Prince's well-lubricated cock. You notice from the body language alone that there's a negative reaction from the hooded figure when they see the Succubus touching the Prince's body, and for a moment you get the distinct feeling that something unpleasant is about to happen. Thankfully Xia quickly leaps onto the stage and slips an arm around the hooded individual which seems to dispel the tension as the twin Succubi wave to the audience as they take their leave.

"Well, looks like the Prince heroically held out and passed the second trial," Xia announces gesturing to the prone Prince. "Although unfortunately for him it seems we're jumping right into the third and final trial," Xia continues enthusiastically. "Now for this final trial, we have a very special guest, would you all give a very warm welcome to Empress Delilah von Hinternfondle," Xia bellows, the crowd bursting into a thunderous cacophony of cheers and calls of excitement.

Xia in a quick and flashy flourish takes a grip of the cloak and flings it free of the Empress' near-naked body with the few items she still wears being silky lingerie that accentuates and compliment her naked form. Still wearing her crown of office and various other jewellery, there's no mistaking the Empress is the real deal. Looking like an older and more elegant version of the Prince's Sister, Jeanie, who you can spot in the back of the crowd shaking her head in disbelief.

"Thank you for the gracious welcome," Delilah says with a stately smile.

"So Empress, why don't you tell all of the wonderful guests tonight, why you're here tonight and how it plays into the Prince's final trial," Xia asks energetically to keep the excitement levels in the crowd as high as it was.

"Unfortunately my husband, Emperor von Hinternfondle is showing signs of his age and is unable to give me what I desire what so many loving mothers do once their children have grown and flown the nest, another chance at experiencing the joys of motherhood," Delilah explain, her stately tone addressing the crowds much like she might on her official duties while visiting subjects in her empire.

"A tale that many women in your position can understand," Xia replies in a friendly tone.

"My husband forbade me to take a consort to give me what I desire in his stead because he thinks it would be beneath me to have a child not of as noble as our prestigious family is, by official decree no less" Delilah continues to explain. "However I was able to find a solution, a devilish loophole," Delilah continues with a little giggle at the end.

"I think we're starting to get the picture, but I can see you're dying to tell us anyway, so please Empress Delilah, share your wicked solution with us all," Xia replies her words keeping the crowd on edge.

"My darling son," Delilah says simply, the crowd erupting into cheers. "No one can deny his house is any less prestigious than mine after all," Delilah continues. "Plus keeping the bloodline pure by keeping things in the family is an old tradition," Delilah coos running a single hand over her son's body. "So if my husband will cower behind traditions to deny my wants, then I shall use these same traditions to have my cake and eat it," Delilah adds with a big evil smile.

"How delightfully wicked," Xia replies with a sensual tone. "But things aren't quite that simple, are they?" Xia adds with a wicked grin of her own.

"Naturally I can't just claim my prize, would that I could wander into his bedchambers at night and tempt him to return to his Mother," Delilah replies theatrically. "Alas while my son does crave a bite of the forbidden fruit, his tastes run more towards my daughter," Delilah continues with a shrug. "I can't fault him, she is as radiant as myself but younger and teases the poor boy by pretending she doesn't crave his taboo touch," She concludes casting her gaze out into the crowd where she spies x looking mortified at this revelation.

"Mmmm, some stiff competition then?" Xia replies the eager crowd cheers.

"Jeanie dear, Mommy just needs to borrow your brother, you or Amelia can have him once he's given me your next sibling," Delilah calls out to her daughter.

"Such a touching family moment," Xia quips. "However, we have a different kind of family touching to get on with, so Empress if you could conclude by explaining the rules of this game," Xia says, addressing Delilah with a formal bow.

"So since I can't seduce my Son, I must use all my womanly wiles to try and get what I want," Delilah explains. "I've taken one of your club's wonderful fertility potions, so all I need to do is ride my darling son to completion," Delilah explains, the arcane glow on her body begins to illuminate to confirm to the crowd it's working. "I win if he fills me with his young potent seed, and if somehow he doesn't then he's free to marry Amelia or Jeanie, or both as far as I care," Delilah concludes with a big smile as she surveys her Son. His cock was rock hard and raring to go thanks to the succubi juices coursing through his body, balls heavy and swollen after being prevented from emptying in the last Trial.

"So there we have it, the final trial is one of endurance," Xia announces as the crowd cheers excitedly. "Will the prince resist the sweet forbidden caress of his Mother's taboo delights and win the hand of the Countess and or his Sister, or will he succumb to the delightful embrace of the forbidden fruit and fuck a sibling or two into his Mother?" Xia calls out.

You shake your head and let out a soft laugh, knowing just how badly the odds are stacked against the Prince, between his aching and overfull balls from the enchanted cockring. Couple that with his Mother looking a lot like the Prince's Sister which you now know he harbours forbidden feelings for and the effects of the succubi fluids meaning he'll likely be unable to tell them apart.

"Now where did the Empress get such an idea from, I wonder?" You say pointedly at your old friend.

"I may have given her some book recommendations to help resolve her aching desire to experience motherhood once more," Amelia replies with an evil smile. "How was I to know she'd jump to inbreeding so quickly," Amelia adds with a smile. "Besides it is much more preferable to the other solution in that book, much better to create life than take it or so those scripture about old dusty gods keep saying," Amelia concludes with a soft laugh.

"Well, who are we to argue with gods," You reply with a grin of your own climbing on the bed and crawling next to Amelia, placing a hand on her flat stomach the arcane glow of the fertility symbol pulsing beneath your hand. "So any preference?" You ask with a smile.

"Daughters obviously," Amelia replies with a broad smile revealing her fangs. "Although, if possible I'd love a futa," Amelia coos.

"Already thinking of the fun you can have 20 years in the future?" You ask teasingly.

"I am, but for now I'm more than happy focusing on the wonderful futa before me and how much I can't wait to feel you inside me again," Amelia replies in a sultry purr.

It seems as though fate itself is pulling the puppet strings tonight, albeit with a vast amount of help from your vampiric lover of old. Amelia pulls herself into your lap while Delilah begins to mount her son below in front of all the members eager to see things play out. Amelia's crimson eyes regard you with a newfound hunger that has your cock throbbing with anticipation but still edged with that innate sense of danger making your hairs stand on end.

You let out a soft moan as you feel Amelia's sweet sex teasing against your thickness, each one tender and as welcome as a warm kiss from a lover in the deepest and darkest of nights. You lean in and run your hands over Amelia's soft curvy body, touching her sensually and in synch with your friend's teasing moves as she gyrates and writhes against you. You feel the hard nubs of Amelia's nipples harden against the palms of your hands as your gentle cup and fondle the countess' large tits.

Amelia smiles and leans her head towards yours her lips lightly pressing against yours, the tips of her fangs scraping ever so gently against your bottom lip, before her mouth opens and her tongue slides into your welcoming mouth. You kiss tenderly at first, but the kisses grow more intense and passionate as your tongues clash and dance together. All the while Amelia's sex grinds harder and faster against your sizeable specimen futahood, as her teasing grows frantic as she yearns to move things past mere teasing.

Finally, Amelia pulls back from the series of kisses, lifting her hips just enough to get the right angle, before plunging back down, skewering herself on your thick hard shaft. The pair of you groan and moan in unison as you take a few moments to simply enjoy and bask in the delight of each other's bodies as you reconnect after so long.

"Perfect fit," Amelia groans in a low and sultry tone.

While your initial coupling with Amelia is tender and passionate, down below Delilah and her Son James are much animalistic and purposeful. Delilah swiftly mounts her son, taking a brief moment to collect some of her dripping juices on her hand and rubbing it on her son's cock before impaling herself on her taboo treat. The crowd lets out a cheer as the final trial is finally underway with most of the crowd cheering the Empress regardless of how they bet, in an intriguing phenomenon you've noticed in your many years hosting these events. Gold is all good and well, but it pales in comparison to seeing a scandal unfold in such vivid detail before them.

Thanks to the influence of the Succubi's unfiltered touch from the previous round, the young prince is overwhelmed with pleasure, his mind practically blank as lust and heightened pleasure assails his mind. His eyes see someone closely resembling his beloved Sister Jeanie, his body feels the sweet embrace of their sex squeezing his rock-hard cock. In his current state, the Prince believes he's merely enjoying one of his delightfully debauched sex dreams with his Sister's centre state for his enjoyment. To Prince James it feels as though his darling Sister is riding him like a common workhorse, demanding for him to make her body swell with his forbidden seed, a demand he's more than happy to oblige.

Although thanks to his current state even if the prince was of a clearer mind to see it's not his beloved Sister, but his own Mother bouncing on his royal sceptre there would be little he could do to resist. His balls were so swollen and aching for release thanks to the succubi expertly edging him, the enchanted cock ring ensuring his seed would simply build up with nowhere to go.

Delilah is a little disheartened that her son cries out the name of another woman as she rides him hard, but this transgression is quickly forgotten when her Son begins to buck his hips upwards in time with her own rhythm. The tip of her Son's swollen cock presses heavily against the entrance to the womb that once nurtured and grew him. Each heavy impact is like a battering ram trying to smash open the doors so he can return to his first home, each impact sending a shockwave of pleasure reverberating through the Empress' body.

Meanwhile, your own baby-making efforts start to pick up the pace as Amelia eagerly bounces in your lap, her head resting on your shoulder, her sweet moans and groans of pleasure spurring you on. Your hands both firmly clasping Amelia's sweet rear helping assist her bouncing up and down on your big thick cock, drawing you closer and closer to that sweet point of no return. The last time you enjoyed a breeding session so thoroughly was that fateful time with your Sister when she was unknowingly getting knocked up by you. The next closest feeling is when you fantasize about finally seducing Annabell and seeing how closely your daughter compares to her mother and your Sister.

Sadly much like that fateful day and those torrid taboo dreams, all good things must eventually draw to an end. You can already feel that telltale tingling of activity in your swollen sack as your balls work feverishly to produce a heavy and healthy batch of potent swimmers to unleash into Amelia's waiting and eager womb. Your Sizeable Futa fuckstick begins to swell and get even harder as your body prepares for your impending climax.

"I'm close," You grunt.

"Oh fuck," Amelia replies her lips curling into a big smile. "Fucking fill me, breed me, knock me up," Amelia cries out, her body starting to quiver and shake as she begins to cum hard.

The feeling of Amelia's sweet slick folds tightening around your cock is more than enough to bring you over the edge, your cock twitching heavily one last time before it begins to throb and pulse as your potent creamy payload makes its way up your shaft. You feel that sweet brief pause before finally erupting deep inside of your Vampiric friend's fertile folds, enjoying the immense wave of endorphins before you feel Amelia's fangs puncture your neck.

The bite of a vampire can be either extremely painful or overwhelmingly pleasurable depending on many factors, thankfully in this instance despite her thrashing and writhing from being mid-orgasm, Amelia is able to focus herself to ensure you get the pleasure from it as she feeds on your life-giving bodily fluid while pumping a different time of life-giving fluid into her. Fortunately being no stranger to mid-sex feeding urges from Amelia you put your arms around her back and hold her tightly as you ride out your orgasms, rather than have those fange pull and potentially tear at your artery.

Not too far behind you, the Prince finally succumbs to his Mother's forbidden touch, Delilah letting out a cry of pleasure as she feels the warm rush of her Son's sperm flooding her pussy. All the while Jeanie watches on knowing her Brother has failed in his quest to try and win Amelia's affection. She knows she should be upset, angry, and disappointed, yet as Jeanie watches her Mother celebrate as Jame pumps his cum inside her, Jeanie feels a sense of excitement. Since without Amelia, perhaps she might finally have her chance, the one she's been too frightened to take.

The crowd cheers as the arcane sigil on Delilah's body shifts and changes colour to confirm that short of some powerful contraceptive magic or some divine intervention, she would soon be carrying her Son's child within her.

All the while you find yourself looking down at the Sigil on Amelia's body while trying to ignore the slight itching sensation from whatever coats vampire fangs to ensure any bite can clot rapidly to ensure no accidental exsangination. You're confident in your magic and how far you researched vampire physiology, yet with any first attempts there's always a sense of uncertainty. In this case, the sigil that should confirm if you've knocked Amelia up, is fluctuating rather than settling into a colour.

"Does it always do this?" Amelia asks, licking the last drops of your blood from her lips.

"Normally it settles a lot quicker, but it is looking into your future and divination magic, even as minor as this can be a little fickle when it has more variables to work with," You begin, before you have a sudden flash of inspiration as you notice the sigil isn't fluctuating across a random pattern, but rather a steady and repeating pattern and one that you've seen crop up in the club every few months or so.

You reach you and place your hand on the sigil, pumping a tiny bit of magic into the spell, to alter it ever so slightly and it finally settles into three different colours.

"So, did it work?" Amelia asks excitedly, glancing down at her stomach.

"Yeah, it worked, all right," You reply with a big grin. "It just needed a slight adjustment to account for how many children you'll have," You add smoothly.

"Triplets!?!?!?" Amelia gasps in excitement.

"Yup, good thing your tits are big enough to hold enough milk for all three," You reply with a laugh.