Hotel Chaldea Ep. Baobhan Sith

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A beauty in crimson heels, pale as a corpse, with goth punk makeup, and a gothic lolita style dress.

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Pacing back and forth, angrily huffing, her hair swaying and following behind her like a trail of flames.

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Eyes narrowed.

Stompy stomp.

"Ever since you and mother have been working on producing more homunculi, she keeps having this weird smile on her face!" she immediately accused, turning to face you suddenly. She stepped up to your desk. "I'm not having it!"

"Not having what?"

Her name was Baobhan Sith. She called herself Morgan le Fay's daughter, and she was also as fine a woman as one could be, with the quirks that came from her status as a Fairy, and not a human, making her an unique existence that was far different from many others. No less enticing, to be sure, but, certainly would attract more than the odd look.

"I'm not having it!" she repeated.

"And this it is... what exactly?" you asked, resting your head on your hand, letting your cheek and palm meet while your elbow supported the weight, and you sent off a message on your phone with the other hand, warning a certain someone you'd be a bit late.

"This! Everything! I won't accept you as my step father!" she said, stepping forward and putting both hands on the desk, leaning over it. She was surprisingly more stacked than she appeared at first glance, though she certainly wasn't the most gifted you'd met. "See? You're even looking at my chest! Perverted trash!"

Rolling your eyes, you looked at her. "Are you done with the little tantrum?" you asked. "Is this just about the fact that I met your mother a couple times to help with her work when I was free?"

"You-" she narrowed her eyes, clenched her fist and then leaned even closer her nails making a really annoying noise as she opened her hand and scratched them against your desk, which thankfully remained spotless. "You fucked my mom!"

"Yes, I did that, several times in fact," you said. "I've fucked a lot of people's moms, and I've enjoyed it every time, made sure they enjoyed it too," you called. "What's your point?"

She let out a growl that was so childish it was almost cute. "That's even worse!" she said. "That's it," she huffed, planting her palms on the desk, then vaulting over it, her legs swinging over the desk and her red dress immediately glowing brightly, before vanishing into motes of light, being replaced with what appeared to be a black leather high leg thong, a black bikini top combined with a corset, a veiled half coronet, and black high heeled shoes that nearly poked one of your eyes out as she swung them in the air with a kick.

She landed right on top of you, pushing your chair back on its spinny wheels, her butt, mostly exposed by her sexy choice of clothes, landing on your lap, legs spread, arms thrown over your shoulders.

The chair protested the sudden impact, but admirably held, and you managed to catch yourself before being pushed against the wall, meeting her gaze with your own.

"What the hell?" you protested, planting your feet on the ground and grabbing her thighs, keeping her in place as she adjusted her position.

"Just shut up and stay still!" she hissed. "I know you've got a good cock," she muttered, "but this time... this time mother isn't here to put me in a good mood!" she said. "And you're not one of her superior creations, you're just a dumb human!"

"What if I do neither?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Then- then you'll force me to take matters into my own hands!" she said. "I'll make sure you're actually capable of satisfying mother myself!"

"Ohh, so that's what this is about, you're jealous," you said.

"M-Me!? Jealous!? Never!" she responded. "S-so what if mother spends more time with you than she does with me sometimes!" she protested, poking your chest, "she loves me more than-"

"Yes, she does," you said. "In fact she thinks the world of you!"

"Of course she does, I'm mother's best child, not like that other one that keeps throwing things at me when she thinks I can't see her!"

Okay that was important, you filed that in your mind for later, Mordred should know better than to throw things at people. A stern talking to would be needed at the very least.

"Pay attention to me!"

Baobhan Sith's hands, a little warmer than you would've expected someone who looked pale like a ghost to have, grabbed onto your cheeks, the heel of her palms pushing your lips to pucker up, as she glared into your eyes.

"I-"

"Excuse me for one second," you said, firming your grip on her hips and sliding your hands from them to her thighs, then back up to her butt, and firmly squeezing the sizable, if not overly so, buttcheeks. She wasn't quite as gifted and voluptuous as Morgan was, but, she wasn't disappointing at all.

"H-Hey!" she protested, "what are you-"

In a swift motion, you got up, pushing your chair the rest of the way to the wall behind you, and then while she was a little panicky and surprised, you stepped forward and put her back on the desk, knocking a couple of pens off and sending some papers flying. In her shock, she let go of your shoulders and neck.

With that done you reached for the thong she wore, it was close to vinyl in feeling, it really did look like bondage gear, but unfortunately even though it looked absolutely stunning on her it would make the next step quite difficult, so you hooked your fingers on them and then pulled them up, raising her legs as you went, which allowed you to take her thong off completely, leaving her pantyless and laying on her back on your desk.

"H-How- what is- HEY!" she protested. "What are you doing!?"

"You're jealous, you want attention, I'm going to give you attention," you said, cheekily. "If you're good I might even let you call me daddy when we're done..!"

"You, you, you absolute, petulant, contemptuous foooOOOOLL!!!"

Her voice went from an angry shout to a panicky scream as she realized you had full access to her pussy, spreading her thighs open and shoving two fingers into her cunt. She was slightly flushed, her skin was a few shades darker along the direct area of her crotch, and when your fingers went in, you found that she wasn't exactly struggling there at all.

A little twisting and rubbing of her insides proved she was more than a little wet, and the squishy noises she made as you began fingering her cunt properly surprised even her, as she brought her hands up to her face and covered it.

"You were looking forward to this, huh? You were provoking me just because you wanted me to put you down and fuck you just like this, weren't you?" you accused her, looking into her eyes as you started pumping your hand in and out of her pussy, while she moaned and shook her head, her entire body twitching.

Was it something about Morgan that resulted in her producing women like that?

"Noooo! Nooo! I was supposed to be the dom!" she cried out. "NGhn, this shouldn't, why's it feel so goooood!"

Because for all that she thought she was a dominant lioness, in reality she was a lovely little kitten desperate for some milk and affection. You pulled your hand out of her pussy now that she wasn't even trying to deny reality anymore, and then pulled your cock out of your pants, letting them drop to your ankles as well.

Rubbing the tip of your prick against her pussy's entrance, you split her outer lips open and sought the vaginal opening, pushing your glans against it and making sure to rub your shaft along her soaked cunt.

While doing that, you also managed to kick your pants off of your legs.

Naked from the waist down and with a lot more freedom, you set yourself in proper position, holding her thighs with your hands as you pushed into her while at the same time, pulling her against you, rapidly burying your cock into her, coming to a stop when you met resistance, then slowly working it in as she moaned and gasped.

She was tight, but by no means virginal, her pussy could even be called mature and experienced, but no less sensitive for it. She was definitely a woman who knew her way around a cock... but unfortunately for her, what measly experience allowed her to dominate the common man in bed might as well be a blip in the radar to you, who had been with the greatest sluts history had ever known and brought them to the zenith of pleasure.

She looked like she needed to have something in her mouth, too... you looked around your desk, and you found something that would do, rolling up Baobhan Sith's panties into a wad and then stuffing them into her mouth, as she glared at you, though she made no move to spit them out or even remove them with her hands. Instead, she just grabbed your shoulders again, her fingernails almost digging into your skin, and you knew she was leaving red lines.

It hurt quite badly, but, somehow, it only made the pleasure of her cunt even better.

While working it further into her, you rocked your penis side to side, up and down, by shaking your hips and making little thrusts, angling yourself to touch every sensitive spot in her pussy, making sure to get a good idea where each of them was and then starting to attack them more insistently, planting your feet so you could start working your hips properly.

Thrusting, pulling back, aiming again, thrusting, slowly but surely, you were overcoming her pussy's resistance, wearing it down with continued pleasure, leaving her nothing to do but simply feel your cock going deeper and deeper into her puss.y

One of your hands grabbed at her shaking breast, her black bra-like top was doing little to keep them still, so you popped the tit right out and grabbed it, making the dark, almost gray, nipple stick out as you came down to suck on her nipple, hard, while pushing your cock all the way in until you were kissing the very back of her cunt, your cock knocking at her baby room's entrance.

She let out muffled screams through the panty gag as you began to pound her even harder, one hand on her thigh to keep her steady, the other on her tit to keep that steady, while you continued to give her even more. Her previous anger and confidence was nowhere to be found, you remembered this Barghest much more, you had been deep inside her before, though at that time, she was freshly fucked by Morgan's homunculi.

Turns out, she was a sweet little kitten even when she was fully rested and ready to go.

You let go of her nipple with your mouth, and pinched it between two of your fingers before pulling your hand back and grabbing her hips with both hands, firmly gripping her while making sure her waist was firmly placed on the desk, and once you were completely sure, you let go of restraint and began to truly pound into her. Your hips became like a piston, too fast for a regular person to follow.

Pumping in and out, thrusting deep and hard once, then following it up with multiple shallow thrusts, each changing the angle a little, to touch all the sweet spots, all the sensitive areas, near the entrance to her pussy, then pushing again, thrusting deeply repeatedly to drive her to her limits, only to give her a pause just as she seemed to approach the edge of climax.

Repeatedly, you tortured her with untold pleasure, giving her everything she could take but stopping just about when she had too much, when she couldn't contain herself, she was still trying to hold it in, trying not to cum, trying to keep her voice from coming out.

However, you couldn't pull it off forever, because you couldn't put your orgasm off forever, with every thrust, with every squeeze of her tight pussy, with every reactionary spasm of her entire body, whenever her muscles milked you, they drew you a little closer to orgasm, they drew you closer to your breaking point.

And you weren't about to hold it in, to hold it back, when she was struggling just to not cum her brains out.

The inevitable was coming, so pure instinct drove your hips to begin thrusting even harder, your body taking it over on itself to bring her to completion... Every sensitive spot was mapped, every weakness, discovered. Every single one of the points of interest was targeted, and then you truly unleashed everything you had. With every fiber of your being you focused everything into making her cum.

She screamed through the panties in her mouth and her nails actually drew your blood, stabbing into your shoulders, it hurt but it gave you a moment of clarity and the edge of the pain delayed your own orgasm, which meant you could thrust and pump into her even more, target even more of her weaknesses.

Driving her to cum again and again, every rocking motion of your hips was causing her to shake even more, at some point she seemed like she was starting to go crazy, losing all remaining semblance of her feisty and combative attitude from before as her legs locked behind your back and pushed you into her.

Just in time, too, because you pushed in all the way to the very deepest part of her pussy, pushing the tip of your cock to kiss the entrance to her womb, and then, when you were there, you started to come apart, moving swiftly enough to pull the panties from her mouth and replace the black vinyl thong with your tongue, kissing her deeply and sticking your tongue in her mouth just as you exploded inside her, unleashing a gushing torrent of your seed into her hungry and greedy cunt.

Your hips moved, but you could barely rock them from her tight grip.

She took several moments to respond, but after your first shot her body started moving by instinct, and she was making out with you while her hands softened their grip, rubbing behind your back, the pain fading slowly as the pleasure overcame it.

Your orgasm petered out slowly, even as her pussy milked every last drop of semen out, extending it a little longer.

And then...

"I see you were quite engaged."

Baobhan Sith pushed you off her, and immediately scrambled to cover her shame, both hands over her crotch, which was dripping your cum. "M-Mother!" she shouted. "This isn't what-"

"Hold that thought-" Morgan called, as she raised her hand.

Baobhan Sith's hands went from hovering over her cunt to grabbing it as she moaned and mewled, until suddenly your semen seemed to gush out of her like a waterfall, gathering right over Morgan's hand and suddenly becoming encased in a bottle.

"Potent as ever," Morgan mused, as the bottle of semen, looking like a cloudy white potion, rested on her hand. "Since you were delayed I came to see what the matter was," she said, walking into the room.

"This isn't what it looks like mother, I was just- just-"

Morgan approached her, then put a hand on her shoulder. "Do not become disheartened," she said, "it is only natural that you would be defeated," she spoke. "After all even my wife cannot always triumph over his cock," she continued, then she turned to you. "And as for yourself," she looked down, "I see you're still more than ready... let us proceed. There's ever more demand for Homunculi."

You chuckled. "I'm in danger."

"Not you, but, your balls certainly will be," Morgan said, as she began to disrobe, taking off her sexy black dress.