Yeah, with a little creampie accident... Filling up mom's hungry pussy

The Accidental Creampie

The bedroom was thick with the scent of sex—musky, primal, clinging to the sheets and skin like a second layer of sweat. Jessica lay beneath Michele, her thighs trembling, her body still humming from the orgasm he had wrung from her just moments before. His cock, still slick with her arousal and his own release, rested heavy against her stomach, twitching as if it had a mind of its own.

"Just the tip," Michele had whispered, her son's low baritone laced with dark amusement.

And now, here they were—his cockhead pressing against her entrance, teasing, testing.

Jessica’s breath hitched, her fingers curling into the sheets.

"Michele—"

But the protest died in her throat as he rocked forward, the thick crown of his cock sinking into her—just barely, just enough to make her gasp.

"Fuck," Michele groaned, his hips jerking instinctively, driving himself deeper before he could stop.

Jessica’s eyes flew wide, her body clenching around him in shock.

"O-Oh God—"

It was too much.

Too deep.

Michele’s fingers dug into the redhead milf's wide childbearing hips, his breath ragged.

"Mom—I didn’t mean to—"

But his body betrayed him, the young man's cock pulsing inside her, his hips grinding forward as if possessed.

"O-Oh fuck," he choked out, his voice breaking.

Jessica felt it—the moment his control snapped.

Her son's fat cock throbbed, his balls tightening, and then—

Hot.

Thick.

Pulsing.

Michele’s release flooded her, his cum spilling deep inside the voluptuous milf's hungry womb, the young man's hips jerking as he emptied himself into her with ragged, broken moans.

"F-Fuck, Mom—"

Jessica’s back arched, her cunt clenching around him as her own orgasm ripped through her, the sinful mother's curvy body convulsing, her juices gushing around Michele's still-throbbing cock.

The room spun, her vision whiting out, the mature woman's mind drowning in pleasure so intense it almost hurt.

For a long moment, there was only the sound of their panting breaths, the wet slap of skin on skin as Michele’s hips stuttered against hers, milking the last drops of his release into her.

Then—

Silence.

Jessica’s fingers trembled as they traced the sticky mess between her thighs, her mind reeling, her body still thrumming with aftershocks.

What have we done?

But the ancient relic's corruption led them on, Osiris fallen divinity's dark spell a velvet whisper in her mind.

"More."

And Jessica knew—

This was only the beginning.

The Aftermath

Michele’s cock slid out of her with a wet lurid pop, his cum dripping down her voluptous thighs, marking his mom in a way that should have filled her with shame.

Instead, her cunt clenched, aching for him again.

Michele’s fingers traced the mess between her legs, his touch reverent.

"Fuck," he murmured, his voice rough with awe. "You’re still so tight."

Jessica’s cheeks burned, the redhead milf's curvy body betraying her yet again as her hips lifted into his touch.

"Michele—"

"Shhh," he soothed, his thumb circling her clit lazily. "Just cleaning you up."

But his fingers dipped lower, pushing his own cum back inside her, his touch possessive.

"Mine," he whispered, his voice dark, rough.

Jessica’s breath hitched, her cunt pulsing around nothing, needing him again.

The ring glowed, its power binding them together.

The Bianchi family would never be the same.

The Corruption Deepens

Down the hall, Stefano stood over Rebecca’s bed, his fingers tangled in her fiery hair, his cock buried deep in her throat.

"That’s it," he groaned, his hips rocking into her warmth. "Take it all."

Rebecca’s emerald eyes fluttered, her pussy dripping as she obeyed.

The ring pulsed, its corrupt influence spreading.

The Bianchi family would be the first offering.

The Next Step

Jessica’s fingers clutched Michele’s shoulders, the redhead mom's sinful curves arching as he pressed inside her again, his cock stretching her, filling her in a way that should have left the headstrong woman horrified..

But the ring whispered, its voice a siren’s call.

"More, fall deeper..."

And Jessica knew—

This was only the beginning.