Chapter 76

Father and daughter have been a popular genre in porn, but quite frankly, I found it quite disgusting ever since I discovered porn at the age of fifteen. I mean, sure, there were degenerates out there interested in that stuff, but I never liked that concept, no matter what.

But then I discovered another type of father-daughter genre. The only difference was that the father was not the one to do anything, and there was another party in the room.

The very same kind of situation was happening right now. However, there were two things that were past my mind...

Why was Zara naked, no clothes on her body, seated on her hips, her vibrating asshole, and her gushing pussy display?

And...

"Zara tells me you have an ability that can benefit us. And it comes from your penis." Carlson said with no apparent expression on his face, but I could tell he was looking for hints of panic on my face.

But...

"Yes," I replied. It wasn't like I could lie. If it were someone who wasn't as strong as him, such as the lord or the baron, I would have killed them on the spot, but in this case, I would be the one to die. So it was better to get it over with instead of making it an issue that couldn't be solved.

Running away wasn't an option either. Even if I could, my family in the next house couldn't join me.

There was the problem of how Zara was able to tell him despite there being a mana oath in place. It was an issue when her children found out as well, but that time I was a little too clouded by the excitement of shagging a mother in front of her children, so that was on me.

I was going to silence them later, like I did their father, a little different plans for Cassandra, but looking at how things were progressing with this family, it would be wise to rein myself for the moment.

As for the old man, there were two scenarios to be noted. Either I could fight him, which was a little ridiculous given the difference in our power, or he could be an ally who could protect me. After all, if I played my cards right and displayed the useful features of my power, being a cunning noble, he would think of how to make use of me instead of getting rid of me in the name of the goddess or being an impure human and whatnot.

Once again, given the stated facts, it was better to go along with the situation for now.

"I see." He simply said before he asked, "Can you demonstrate for us?"

Wait a minute. Did I hear that right? Was my dream of shagging a girl in front of her father really about to come true?

Not being able to contain myself, but showing the last bit of rationality as if to calm my turbulent mind, I asked, "Are you certain, my lord?"

"Yes." He simply replied once again. As if it were a simple chore from his perspective, he said what would have been the most ridiculous thing in any other world I had been to.

I had never done it before. Not even forcefully because I wasn't into struggle-snuggle at all.

Anyway, it was the day when one of my greatest fantasies was about to become true.

"Then..." I said and approached Zara, who was already naked, "Allow me to proceed, Lady Zara."

"Sure," Zara said, her voice no longer quivering like before. I guess she was getting used to the buttplug in her ass.

Wait a minute?

Was it inside her the entire night? Then how did she go to the bathroom?

A question that I so wanted to ask, but I was sure there would be a simpler explanation behind it, so I didn't pursue the matter and simply asked, "Could you stand up, Lady Zara?"

"Why?" Zara asked, confusion apparent on her face.

"If the lord wishes to see the procedure, I was wondering if we could take it close to him," I replied, giving the most bullshit reason ever possible, but all she said was...

"That makes sense."

It did, didn't it?

Yeah, all the above-stated reasons were bullshit. Whether I was going to die or not, I'd fulfill this fantasy of mine at all costs.

Even if it meant fighting the old man to death.

We made our way to the table before Carlson, Zara in front of me, her ass swaying left and right, the subtle gyration from the vibrating buttplug hidden in her enormous ass created a visually tempting scene.

I couldn't help but reach out and grab her left ass cheek, pushing my hands into the soft confines of her soft marshmallow ass. Her ass wasn't like Rayla's, which was not only soft and pillowy but also had an elastic that pushed one's hand back.

As for Zara's ass, instead of pushing my hand out, it felt like it pulled more of it in, tempting me not to let go of her.

"Hm~" Zara moaned, but she said nothing, and my gaze went over her shoulder at Carlson.

Her had a strange expression on his face.

Right. Even though he was oblivious and gave me permission to have sex with her daughter in front of her, I still wasn't on the same level as her daughter in the status department, so me touching her like that could be an insult.

The fact that Zara didn't say anything about it was also perhaps another reason for his expression.

I decided it was best to keep my hands from appreciating her ass by slapping her, which was what I intended to do next.

I let go of her ass, and she stopped before her father, on the other side of the tea table, and bent over, putting her hands on the table, showing me her gushing wetness.

Her ass crack was a mess. Her juices were sticking to her body and running down her thighs. The quantity was so much that even her walk earlier induced several squelching sounds.

I got behind her and asked, "May I get started, Lady Zara?"

"Hmm... You may." Zara said simply and even assisted me by bringing her left hand behind her and parting her left ass cheek, the very same one that I was holding on to just a few seconds ago.

"Brr...."

The vibration of the buttplug was pulling me in, but I had to hold back. It was better to do what I was just supposed to do for now.

[State of completion has been activated]

Instantly, my dick arose to take action, and without a moment's hesitation, I lined it up on her wet and gushing pussy lips and slowly slid inside, instead of roughly pushing inside.

"Hmmnn~~~"

Zara gyrated her hips slightly at the low stimulus. It wasn't just her. The slow enveloping of her pussy on my dick as the contrasting chill of the outside was erased by her warm folds gradually, letting me feel every inch of her inside bit by bit.

The way she slowly enveloped me was a different kind of pleasure than rough and fast strokes. Soon enough, I was completely inside of her, and the base of my dick was touching her pussy lips, my groin touching the buttplug that was still vibrating.

I could feel slight vibrations at the base of my dick from the inside of her pussy too, but since the plug wasn't too deep inside, I was not feeling all over.

But her quivering pussy took care of that, too.

"Hnn~"

I moaned as well, not being able to hold back in the least. I managed to suppress the rising urge to mess her up and slowly retracted my cock from inside of her, before slowly, but faster than before, pushing inside of her again.

"Hngggnn~~"

She moaned once again, and call it my imagination, but it felt like she was pushing her ass back into me on her own.

I took a deep breath and braced myself for another intense stroke. I pulled once again, before I pushed in one swift stroke...

"Aaahnhh!!"

She yelped, but instead of pulling away, she pushed herself into me with even more intensity, her thighs and my thighs colliding, her ass jiggling as it came into contact with my upper thighs.

"Hnn~~ Aahh~~ Ummmhnn~~~"

She moaned in different variations but didn't move at all, keeping my cock buried deep inside of her.

"Haa~~" She sighed and moaned at the same time as her legs quivered slightly. Her period was probably still going on, so she must still be hypersensitive, hence the intense trembling of her insides that made me feel like I was inside a vibrating fleshlight.

Only this one was a hundred times better.

While we were busy having our own moment and I was about to move once again, old man Carlson interrupted us both and...

"Why are you making that expression, Zara?"