Age of Lust: Starting with Milfs-Chapter 52: Making an announcement the sinful way!

Sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of my room, pulling me from a deep, satisfied sleep.

My body still ached pleasantly from the night’s marathon with Arala, every muscle reminding me of how thoroughly we’d claimed each other.

But before my eyes even fluttered open, a warm, wet sensation enveloped my cock, pulling a low groan from my throat.

Arala’s lips were wrapped around my morning wood, her tongue swirling lazily along the underside as she bobbed her head, taking me deeper with each pass. Her hand cupped my balls, gently massaging them, while her other stroked the base she couldn’t yet swallow.

"Good morning, Raj, my dutiful and lovely son,’ she murmured around my shaft, the vibrations sending sparks up my spine.

She popped off just long enough to grin up at me, saliva stringing from her lips to my glistening tip, before diving back in, sucking harder.

"Yes, Mama Arala. Suck me like that," I tangled my fingers in her tousled hair, guiding her rhythm as my hips bucked instinctively. Her massive tits pressed against my thighs, nipples hard and brushing my skin. The sight of my stepmother on her knees, worshipping my cock like it was her morning ritual, had me fully awake and throbbing.

I didn’t last long under her expert mouth—her throat constricted around me, milking me as she hummed.

"Fuck, Arala... swallow it all," I growled, thrusting up to bury myself in her face. Cum erupted from me in hot jets, flooding her mouth.

She gulped it down greedily, not spilling a drop, then licked me clean with slow, teasing laps.

As I softened slightly, she crawled up my body, her pussy already slick and grinding against my thigh. "Ready for more?" she whispered, nipping my ear.

"Yes!"

We didn’t waste time.

I flipped her onto her back, spreading her legs wide to plunge into her soaked pussy. She was still loose from last night, but tight enough to grip me like a vice, her walls fluttering around my renewed hardness. I pounded her missionary style, our bodies slapping together, her tits bouncing wildly with each thrust.

"Damn, Raj. You just fucked my cunt awake!" she moaned, nails raking my back.

I sucked on her neck, leaving marks, while my cock hammered deep, balls smacking her ass.

She came first, her pussy clenching rhythmically, juices squirting around my shaft. That set me off—I buried deep and unloaded another load into her, filling her womb with thick spurts until it leaked out around us.

Panting, we lay tangled, but Arala’s mind was already turning to the day.

She propped herself on an elbow, tracing circles on my chest. "So, how would you like to break the news to your family that you’re no longer shying away from your duty? They’ve all been waiting for you to step up as the man of the house."

I smirked, pulling her closer, my hand squeezing her ass. "By using you."

Her eyes sparkled with mischief, pussy twitching against my leg. "Oh? And how exactly do you intend to use me?"

I flashed a wide, predatory smirk, saying nothing more. The plan was set.

******

The grand dining hall of our estate buzzed with the usual morning chatter as the family gathered for breakfast.

The long oak table was laden with fresh fruits, breads, and steaming dishes, the air scented with coffee and baked goods.

At the head sat my mother, Cersi—a voluptuous woman in her early forties with long, raven-black hair cascading down her back, her full figure accentuated by a simple silk robe that hinted at the heavy breasts and wide hips beneath. She had always been the nurturing heart of the home, her warm brown eyes often filled with worry for her wayward son.

To her right was my younger sister, Lyra, just turned eighteen, petite and delicate with a lithe frame, perky B-cup breasts, and short, curly auburn hair framing her innocent face. She fidgeted with her spoon, her green eyes wide and curious, dressed in a light sundress that showed off her smooth legs.

Across from her sat my half older sister, Kira, twenty-two and athletic from her training in the estate’s gardens, her toned body boasting firm C-cup tits and a tight ass, her long wavy blonde hair tied back. She exuded confidence, her blue eyes sharp as she buttered her toast.

Flanking the other side were my stepsisters, the twins Sela and Tira, both nineteen, slim and seductive with matching lithe builds, pert asses, and small but perky breasts.

Their identical faces—high cheekbones, full lips, and straight chestnut hair falling to their shoulders—made them indistinguishable at a glance, though Sela had a small freckle on her left cheek. They giggled over some shared secret, their sheer nightgowns leaving little to the imagination.

The conversation flowed lightly—talk of estate matters, the weather—until a series of loud, unmistakable moans echoed from the hallway.

Mmm! Ahn! Ahhhh!

All heads turned toward the arched doorway, forks pausing mid-air.

The sounds grew closer, and they started to lick wet slaps of flesh and Arala’s breathy cries of "Just like that! Fuck me just like that!’

Shock rippled across their faces as Arala crawled into the room on all fours, her massive tits dragging on the marble floor, body glistening with sweat. Right behind her, I gripped her hips, my cock slamming into her pussy from behind with relentless force. Her ass cheeks jiggled with each thrust, her hole stretched wide around my girth, juices dripping down her thighs. She looked back at me with lust-glazed eyes, moaning louder for our audience.

Cersi hand flew to her mouth, eyes wide. "Raj? Arala? What in the gods’ names—"

Lyra blushed crimson, staring openly, her thighs pressing together under the table. "Brother... you’ve never... with us?"

She was jealous that I chose to do it with out stepmother first instead of her

Kira’s jaw dropped, a flush creeping up her neck. ’This... Isn’t this Khushi? It’s supposed to be done in private and he is doing it in the dining hall?"

Sela and Tira gasped in unison, their eyes locked on my cock going in and out of their mother. "He’s... he’s actually doing it,’ Sela whispered, Tira nodding dumbly. "And with out mother no less."

I didn’t stop, pounding Arala’s cunt harder, making her yelp and push back.

Pulling out briefly, my shaft glistened with her cream before I rammed back in, balls slapping her clit.

"That’s right," I raised my head and proclaimed proudly, voice steady despite the exertion, meeting each of their gazes. "From now on, I will uphold my duties like a true man of this house. No more shying away. If any one of you needs my support—mana restoration, guidance, whatever—you come to me anytime. I’ll have Khushi with you. Whatever it takes to keep our family strong, wealthy, and fed."

The room fell silent save for Arala’s moans and the slick sounds of my thrusts.

Cersi swallowed hard, her nipples visibly hardening under her robe.

Lyra bit her lip, shifting in her seat.

Kira’s breath quickened, while the twins exchanged heated glances.

The twins gulped, watching their mother get fucked by their step brother.

With a grunt, I hooked my arms under Arala’s, lifting her effortlessly from the floor like a ragdoll. Her legs dangled, pussy still impaled on my cock as I carried her to the table, clearing a space with a sweep of my arm—plates clattering aside.

I laid her on her back across the polished wood, her tits heaving, legs spreading wide.

Without missing a beat, I drove back into her sopping pussy, fucking her with deep, powerful strokes that made the table creak.

Spotting a bowl of fresh cherries nearby, I plucked one, its red skin gleaming. I placed it between Arala’s massive tits, nestling it in the valley of her cleavage.

Kneeling slightly to adjust, I leaned down while keeping my hips snapping forward—cock plunging in and out of her gripping hole.

My mouth latched onto her nipple, teeth grazing the hard bud as I bit down just enough to make her arch and cry out.

I sucked the cherry between bites, juice bursting on my tongue, mixing with the salty tang of her skin.

"Taste so fucking good," I mumbled against her breast, alternating bites on her nipples, left, then right, while my cock hammered her depths, her pussy walls fluttering toward another climax.

Arala writhed under me, hands clutching the table edge.

"Yes. Show them, Raj! Perform khushi with me while they watch!" She moaned nonstop .

The family’s eyes were glued, shock melting into something hungrier. Breakfast had just become the real feast for the eyes for them!

"I am going to cum!" I said as I felt my orgasm building up, my dick twitching inside her pussy.

"Yes, cum inside me!" She screamed.

"I will only that if others want it too," I said teasingly as I look towards our family members and asked them what they want.

"It would be a waste to not cum inside her after fucking her so hard," Mama Cersei said.

"It’s like mother said." Lyra explained, "Mana won’t be produced if you pull out at the last second."

"Shoot your load inside her, brother," Kira said.

"What do you two think?" I asked the twins.

"Fill her."

"Fill out mother’s pussy."

The twins replied in unison.