Another day, a Fallen Angel

When I woke I felt a warm body pressed against me.

I thought it was mom but as my hand slipped down her back to clutch her butt, my fingers sunk into a more fleshy set of well rounded asscheeks than I expected. Then I became aware of a hot mass atop my stomach. I opened my eyes to see one great whale of a tit lying beached upon my abs. I could feel it's partner squashed pleasantly against my side, compressed by the lovely naked female body next to me. A mass of blue hair was on my chest.

“Who-”

I tried to think back to last night. I hadn’t gotten into the habit of bringing girls home, though I definitely now could with my parents’ wholehearted blessing. I just hadn’t bothered, because mom pretty much now expected to get drilled at least a couple of times before bedtime.

I pressed at her buoyant tit, digging my fingers into the springy flesh as my other hand turned her head so I could see her face.

“Oh.” Looking decidedly less intimidating with a small string of drool connecting her lip to my chest was the angel lady whose pussy I’d ‘claimed’.

Dark blue eyes opened, no blinking into focus nor wiping away sleep crustiness, just open and staring. She was once again giving off the impression of some jungle predator. Her nostrils flared and she pushed herself up suddenly, looking swiftly around and I was terminally distracted by the wild gyrations of her big tits as they hung down off her chest. Her eyes narrowed with something like distaste for a moment before I saw her look across my naked torso and something more like appreciation filtered in. That would be my ‘pinnacle of sexual desire’ kicking in...

She eyed my morning wood standing epically tall, her lips pursed.

Then, without a word, the fallen angel raised herself to her hands and knees, waving her big ass in my direction.

“Damn. Just like that?” I asked.

I could see her frowning as she craned her head back at me and I got the feeling she was suppressing annoyance and she just said, “Yes.”

As I gave myself a few quick pumps and got up behind her, I asked, “So I’m fuzzy on what I said the other night. Enlighten me as to our relationship.”

Quite clearly stifling a sigh, she declared, “I am your woman. Exclusively your woman. If it is your desire, I will have your offspring and continue to do so for as long as you give my fertile womb your seed.”

Okay, she started off all stilted but towards the end her breathing picked up and I could tell the thought of it turned her on. I wondered about that. Was that something she had inside her all along or did I put it there with my commands about offering herself to her victorious opponent and subjugation by creampie.

“Cool. Cool. But how do you really feel about this? You happy I made you my woman or pissed?” I asked and I dropped my throbbing, pulsing member to rest contentedly between her gorgeous, apparently battle-built buns. The contact got me a little intake of breath. Yea, you like that heavy cock on your ass.

She gnawed her lower hip in a way I found totally erotic as she thought about what she wanted to say.

“I am irritated because it makes my life more complicated. Make no mistake. I… do not like you. You are a lesser being whose existence is a mere spark next to my exalted soul. To be bound to you is incredibly shameful but… I can not resist the sinful lusts of this fallen body. And I am prideful. Oh how I am prideful to have you. I think I hate you. Oh but this phallus. This wicked magnificent manhood. I’m in love with it!”

That last statement came out almost in a surprised rush and it ended with a quiet little cry of arousal as she rocked her ass back and forth, sliding my prick inside her luscious butt-cleavage.

Huh. I wasn’t sure what to think about her hating me. I mean, I guess it was kind of hot and probably kosher with her being an evil angel the Christian god had kicked out of their heaven (Aside: and what the hell was up with that? Were all religions real? Were the Kami’s real? Or was it just the Christian one and wouldn’t that be a bitch?!). I recognized I could modify her feelings towards me but didn’t really feel like it at the moment.

I pressed into her, sliding my hands underneath her body to cup and pull at her pendulous jugs. She ground her ass around my cock in response, “So… why’d you show up now? Where were you last night?”

“Busy.” was her curt, dismissive answer. She didn’t want to talk about it.

I stopped, conflicted. On the one hand, I kind of liked her contrary attitude. It was sort of refreshing, after weeks now getting my own way with very little push back. But then again, I'd also gotten used to getting my own way and I couldn't help but want to exert my power over her.

I brought my hand down on her fleshy ass with a slap and grab, my fingers digging into her yielding buttocks, “Hold the phone. Are you my woman or not? Didn't you pledge your loyalty to me? What's with this insubordinate churlishness!”

She ground her teeth briefly even as she pushed her ass up into my hand, almost encouraging me, “I am yours. My body to do with as you please. That should be well more than enough. Trust me, boy, you do not want to know more.”

Honestly, I'm not sure if I really wanted to know what Kala did all day. Presumably something to do with fighting devils. I had enough problems keeping Lala's crazy aliens straight. “Okay. Fine. Whatever. But seriously, spell out what this is. Are you my sex ****, girlfriend, fuckbuddy, what?”

Kala let out a gasp of what had to be arousal at the first option, a scoff and a flare of her nostrils for the second, and a bitten lip and a small roll of her hips for the third. Finally she declared somewhat haughtily as she tossed her blue hair, “I am your woman, Toin-sama! Use me for my purpose! To sate your sinful lusts and seed with your vital brood!”

I couldn't help but chuckle, “So you're an old fashioned kind of girl, huh?”

“The oldest.” was her dry response and she pushed her chest down into the bed so that the fat tits squeezed out the sides of her torso even as a hand came up from underneath and teased open her dripping slit, “Now fuck me… please...

I put my tip right at her tightly puckered rear entrance which brought out a startled gasp from her but I could immediately tell she wasn’t against this possibility, probably found it hot and sinful. Then I shifted down and slid into her pussy. Kala moaned in relief and delight as I took her broad hips in my hands and started drilling her cunt.

Then cause I’m totally a dick, I stopped with just my cockhead inside. I took my hands off her hips and grabbed my chin and forearm in an exaggerated thinking pose, “Okay, but why do you do this? Why become my woman? I don't get it. Why is this a thing for Angels?”

She groaned out loud with frustration and tried to hump her hips back only for me to withdraw my cock entirely. With one hand on her delectable ass and the other gripping my dick I kept it in contact with her slit yet kept it out of reach everytime she moved her hips backwards to catch it.

It was a delightfully fun game but she eventually gave up with a deep sigh, “To replenish our numbers. It is a long war and new Fallen Angels only come about by corrupting our heavenly brethren or through natural increase- through sex.”

“Yea, that’s why you fuck dudes. Doesn’t explain why you become a guy’s woman when he cums inside you.” Seriously, lady- quit being so evasive. I wanted to know how my ridiculous statements got rationalized!

“We were cast out of heaven for our love for the carnal delights. Our righteous father punishes us for partaking in the gifts he gave his children and we hate him for it. We destroy his symbols, his churches and pervert his commandments. It is our corrupted matrimony, twisted in our own image and birthing us new soldiers to carry on the fight.”

My brow furrowed as I attempted to follow the logic in her overly flowery explanation, “Lady, I think you’re crazy!”

I didn’t give her time to respond as my libido finally overcame my intellectual curiosity and I started thrusting into her rapidly and with quite a lot of ****. Soon enough I could hear her sizeable boobs clapping together and see them swinging wildly past the sides of her torso. The perfect round spheres of her ass jiggled and rolled as the **** of my thrusts sent her body rocking back and forth violently.

Kalawarner’s eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth open in ragged panting, wanton moans, and shameless begging. She was screaming such things as 'Harder! Fuck me harder, please!' and 'Deeper! Faster! I want it!'. She quite contentedly wailed her lungs out, egging me on. She squeezed me firmly, clenching her magnificent ass to ramp up the pressure, wringing a strangled gasp from me as I plowed into her, bouncing and jostling half off the bed as my immense, throbbing pillar plunged again and again into her slick, molten tightness.

So close..

Our precarious position half off the bed brought a new angle to the floor to my sight and I saw my mom laying there, quite contentedly watching.

What.

Then my eyes drifted down to the movement of her hand between her legs and I was sent over the edge at the idea of my own mother masturbating while voyeuristically spying on my tryst like some teenage perv.

I groaned and had a bare few seconds to ask, “Where do you want it?”

Kala’s reaction was to almost shriek with passionate glee as she rutted her ass back against my paused hips urgently, “Inside! Give me your worthy seed! Knock me up! Breed me! Put me in my place-an angel brought low! Yes!”

Kala's orgasmic moans took on a higher pitch as I drove us off the bed, she held herself up over my mom with her hands as I sat at the edge splaying out my legs to avoid stepping on mom. I grabbed her hips and pulled, slamming her down on to my prick, effectively turning her wet churning passage into my personal sexsleeve Quickly, my jerking spasming cock exploding with a burst of hot, frothy cum, drenching her innermost core with my thick, virile seed. I pumped my hips in hard, shallow motions, bucking with each jet of warm, creamy spunk I blasted into Kalawarner's overstuffed quim, the excess already squirting out in small, sluggish streams with every thrust.

As my orgasm relented, I relaxed. Raising my hips, I reached out, stroking my hands down her ass to grasp Kala’s thighs. As I fell backwards on to the bed I put pressure on her legs causing her to fold them and fall back with me onto the bed. She was folded into as small a ball as possible with those fat jugs of hers squashed beneath her knees. I felt her sigh and her head loll upon my shoulder.

“How do you feel?” I whispered softly, feeling affectionate. I think I fell in love with every girl I did this to-turning them into sleepy well-fucked little sexpots.

Her tone was soft and easy and I loved hearing it after all her guarded irritation, “Happy..satisfied… Oh, this feeling…’tis why I fell…”

We dozed for a few moments.

A few minutes passed and I had the still sleepy Kala in much the same position on the bed as I stuffed a few pillows under her ass. I pressed her hand between her legs to cover her furiously leaking slit, “Better hide that or my mom will eat up all little guys…”

She opened one eye as she giggled causing interesting seismic shifts in her mammaries still squashed and compressed outward by her legs, “I’m quite confident I was pregnant the moment my eyes fell upon your prodigious manhood. And I hardly think this ridiculous position I hold myself in is necessary. I have had orgies where ten men covered my body with their unworthy seed and it was less than you just gifted my womb”

My eyebrows rose. Orgies? What the hell kind of angels were these?! Oh yea, the kind that got kicked out of heaven for being sluts… I smirked as I beheld her. Your loss, sky wizard-guy.

I turn my attention to my mom who has been uncharacteristically passive as she just watched us from the floor, “Uh hey mom, what are you doing down there anyway?

She smiled, a bit dirty, “Resting...watching… playing with my pussy...you know…”

“Ha. Yea, but why are you still on the floor?”

She seemed a bit confused, “Where else would I be, honey?”

“Um...how about the bed.”

She gave me this look like I was being silly, “That’s for mistress and her big-dicked stud only, Toin. Stupid mortal bitches sleep on the floor.”

Oh.

OH!

Oh, hell no!

I recalled my conversation with Rias at the breakfast table the other day when I’d asked about Issei’s mom thinking it was cool for her son and Rias to sleep naked together in the name of academic achievement. Turns out sufficiently power ful devils could lay a mental-whammy on people, making them believe all sorts of ridiculous things (hey! That’s my thing!)

Apparently, Fallen Angels could do it to.

I turned fast and slapped my hand up into Kala’s big exposed ass, “What the fuck, lady! No brainwashing my mom! That’s like the number one rule! Take that shit out of her head right now!’

Kala opened an eye and she was slow to obey but she did it, her silent bitchiness back in place.

After a few moments of staring into Kala’s eyes, my mom got to her feet, rubbing her head. “ Ooh. That felt weird. Now who’s hungry? I’ll start breakfast or..” Her eyes twinkled “Does our big-dicked stud have some more delicious protein for all of us?”

I grinned. There was my awesome mom back.

I wrapped my arm around the silently fuming angel sitting beside me, “Actually first, why don't you tell me what you think of my woman here, Kala?”

Mom looked her up and down, eyes gleaming with perverted interest, “I am very proud of my studly son. She is stacked! And absolutely stunning! Oh! And those feet...I think I’d just die to be able to kiss and lick them all night long with my fingers teasing my dirty pussy!”

My head snapped around and I caught the slightest little upward quirk in Kala’s lips.

Oh that is it!

“It is normal for mom to treat Toin’s ‘women’ like her daughters, doting on them, feeding them, dressing them. Oh and Punishing them, spanking them, and lots of playing with them sexually”. This statement was predicated on the idea that maybe I’d be fucking other Fallen Angels and turning them into my women. I didn’t realize my mom was going to treat all girls I regularly slept with the same way….

“It is normally for Kala to grudgingly go along with it for it to REALLY get her off.”

The only immediate response was a sharp intake of breath from Kalawarner as she suddenly saw my mom in a whole new light.

Mom had that naughty twinkle in her eye again as her gaze roamed up and down the Fallen Angel’s naked disheveled form.

I helpfully added, “Mom, Kala’s been a bad girl…”

Mom smiled slowly even as her nipples hardened, “Oh I can see that, son. Kala…”

Kala met her eyes defiantly, “Yes, mortal whore?”

Mom’s eyes shot upward but her smile only got more pleasant, “ Oh you’ll call me mama, young lady or things are going to be even worse for you! Now get that big butt over Toin’s lap…”

The sound of loud meaty smacks started to fill the household along with harsh demands and soon lewd moans...