Chapter 217: Chapter 217 – The Gift She Saved

I frowned, still tangled in the aftermath of that explosive release. My breathing was still ragged, and so was Delilah’s. But her question hung in the air, strange and unexpected.

“What do you mean, Mom?” I asked, genuinely confused.

Delilah looked down, her fingers still tightly gripping mine. Her voice was small, almost like a shy whisper.

“Last night… I said I’d give you a gift, remember? I didn’t get to give it to you because Zoey showed up.”

I went silent. The memory surfaced. Last night, right before the doorbell rang and Zoey appeared, Delilah had been about to say something.

“The gift was…” Delilah continued, her voice trembling, “my anal virginity. I want you to take it.”

I chuckled, incredulous. “What?”

“Because I can’t give you my pussy’s virginity,” she rushed on, as if afraid that stopping would make her lose her nerve. “That was already given to my husband long ago. But this hole… no one has ever touched it. It’s only yours.”

I remained silent, processing her words.

Delilah lifted her face, those golden eyes filled with a vulnerability I rarely saw. “I’m jealous, Adam. You took Angeline’s anal virginity. You took Gwen’s anal virginity. Charlotte’s too. Zoey’s. Yesterday… Isabel’s. But I… your own mother… still haven’t.”

I was stunned.

This was insane. Truly insane. But this was Delilah speaking. The woman who was once cold as ice, now staring at me with eyes full of longing, admitting she was jealous of her own daughters because I hadn’t yet taken her anal virginity.

“Don’t you like my asshole?” she whispered, her eyes glistening. “Do you think it’s not good enough? Or maybe… you don’t like that part of my body?”

Before she could continue her spiral into despair, I pulled her into a tight embrace. My chest pressed against her breasts, still damp with milk and sweat. I could feel her heart racing.

“I love you, Delilah,” I murmured against her hair. “I love every inch of your body. And it’s precisely because I love you that I’ve been waiting for the right moment to take your anal virginity.”

She looked up, her eyes sparkling. “Really?”

“Really,” I said firmly. “This isn’t something I could do hastily.”

Delilah smiled—such a sincere, happy smile that it made my chest warm. Then her expression shifted to something a little sad.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t give you my real virginity. I want to make up for it… with my ass. By giving you the hole no one has ever touched.”

I stroked her golden-blonde hair. “That doesn’t matter to me, Mom. Truly. Because no matter what… it was from your womb that Angel and Gwen were born. And I’ve already taken their virginity. That’s more than enough.”

Delilah’s eyes welled up, but this time not from sadness. She smiled, proudly. “I gave birth to them… and you took them. It’s like… a circle, isn’t it?”

“A perfect circle,” I answered, kissing her forehead.

She hugged me tightly. “I’m going to be very busy in the coming days. With Black Dragon’s death… there will be meetings, investigations, chaos. I don’t know when I’ll have free time again.”

I understood. The Guardian Council was on full alert.

“So,” Delilah continued, pulling back from our embrace and looking at me with eyes sparkling with mischief mixed with determination, “I want to give you this gift now. To you. Right now.”

I smiled, the passion that had subsided beginning to reignite. “With pleasure, Mom. But you should know… it’s going to hurt a lot.”

“I’m prepared,” Delilah answered without hesitation. “I’ve been using an anal plug almost every day since… since we started this. I’ve been training it. For this moment. For you.”

“I imagined you fucking me from behind, your big cock sliding into my ass, and me screaming your name. It’s the only way I could orgasm without you.”

My heart pounded at the thought—Delilah, the Star Witch, Guardian Council member, the most revered woman in the world—kneeling in her own bathroom, inserting an anal plug every night, alone, just to prepare herself for me.

“You really are…”

“Only for you,” she cut me off, smiling sweetly.

She turned, and with graceful movement, climbed onto the cold granite kitchen counter. Her burnt eggs were pushed aside, the pan clattering softly. She lay on her back, then slowly, deliberately, spread her smooth white thighs.

The view from below stole my breath.

Her red, swollen pussy, with my semen still slowly leaking out, created a white pool on the granite. And above it, her tiny, tightly puckered asshole. Unlike other assholes I’d seen, this one looked neat, clean, and… inviting. Evidence of her training, the surrounding skin was slightly more elastic, her sphincter muscles appeared more pliable, ready to receive.

“Take me,” Delilah whispered, those golden eyes staring at me intensely. “Take my second virginity, Adam.”

I moved closer, my knees touching the edge of the cold granite counter. My hands reached for her slender hips, pulling her to the edge. With my other hand, I positioned my hard, slick cock right at the entrance of her puckered asshole.

“This is going to hurt,” I warned again, my voice hoarse. “I can’t do it slowly. Slow makes it worse.”

“I know,” Delilah answered, her breathing shallow. “Just do it. Now. I’ve waited too long for this.”

And in one quick, firm, merciless thrust—

I buried my entire shaft into her asshole.

“HHHHRRRRNNNNGGGGGHHHH—!”

Delilah grimaced fiercely, her beautiful face contorted in overwhelming pain. Her hands gripped the edge of the granite counter until her knuckles turned white. Her body went rigid, her abdominal muscles clenching, and tears began streaming from her eyes from the sheer intensity of the sensation.

But she didn’t scream. She held back her cries of pain, replacing them with a long hiss escaping through her tightly clenched teeth.

And it felt… God, it felt for me…

Incredible.

Even a woman of Delilah’s caliber, her asshole still felt like the tightest paradise. Her muscles clenched firmly around my shaft, squeezing, embracing this foreign invasion with intense warmth. The smooth, hot walls of her rectum wrapped perfectly around every centimeter of my skin.

I had waited long for this day. Ever since I first conquered Delilah, since I first felt her pussy, I had imagined what it would be like inside this other sacred hole of hers. And now, that fantasy had become reality.

“I’m going to move,” I whispered, my voice trembling from the sensation.

“M-move…” Delilah hissed, her eyes still squeezed shut, tears still flowing. “Please… move…”

I began to move. Slowly at first, only short thrusts, acclimating her still-rigid hole to my size. Each thrust made Delilah grimace, but between those winces of pain, small sighs began to emerge—signs that the pain was beginning to blend with something else.

“A-Adam…” she moaned, her eyes starting to open. Tears still wet her cheeks, but those golden eyes now stared at me full of love and desire.

“I love you, Delilah,” I murmured, continuing to push gently into her ass.

“I love you too, Adam,” she answered, her voice breaking. “I’ve loved you… ever since the first time… you saw me as a woman…”

We kissed. A tender, deep, passionate kiss. Her soft lips welcomed me, her tongue meeting mine with a gentleness that contrasted with what I was doing below.

The pain on her face slowly began to fade, replaced by emerging pleasure. I quickened my rhythm, my thrusts growing deeper, fuller.

“Oh… yes… it’s… starting to feel… good…” Delilah hissed between our kisses. “My asshole… is starting to like it… ah! Right there!”

And her virgin asshole—which had trained for days, which had been prepared with such dedicated devotion—sucked me in greedily. Each withdrawal, each thrust, made the surrounding muscles work, squeezing, massaging my shaft in perfect rhythm.

It didn’t take long.

The sensation of Delilah’s asshole, combined with overwhelming emotion, with unbroken passionate kisses, with the triumph of finally possessing the last sacred part of her body—it all converged into an unstoppable wave.

“I’m… I’m coming…” I groaned between kisses.

“COME IN MOMMY’S ASSHOLE!” Delilah roared, suddenly losing control. “FILL ME UP! FILL MOMMY! LET YOUR SPERM DRIP FROM MOMMY’S ASS!”

I released a torrent of thick semen into her hot, tight rectum. And simultaneously, Delilah screamed, her body arching, her cunt spraying clear fluid once more—an orgasm triggered solely by anal stimulation.

We went still, breathless. Delilah’s body went limp on the granite counter, semen beginning to seep from her now gaping, reddened asshole, mixed with a trace of blood—the mark of the virginity I had just torn.

But Delilah wasn’t satisfied.

“Come on… round two,” she whispered, her breath still heavy but her eyes already sparkling mischievously again.

“Are you sure?” I asked. “That was your first time.”

“I’ve waited too long for this,” she answered firmly. “I won’t be satisfied with just one round.”

She turned over. Now she lay on her stomach on the granite counter, her plump ass raised high, offering an utterly lewd view, her pussy still leaking my semen from the previous round, and above it, her red, swollen asshole, also beginning to drip thick white fluid.

She looked back over her shoulder, her face twisted between lingering pain and the pleasure she’d already experienced. That expression—that mix of suffering and ecstasy, sacrifice and satisfaction—only fueled my arousal further.

“Come on, darling,” she teased, wiggling her ass. “Destroy your mommy’s asshole again. Make her addicted to your cock.”

I smiled. “If Mom insists…”

Once more, I thrust my still-hard cock into her asshole, now wet and loosened by semen. This time, there was no pain on Delilah’s face. What remained was an expression twisted between pure pleasure and sweet agony. Her eyes were half-lidded, her mouth wide open in a long moan, and from her wet lips, obscene words continued to flow.

“Ah… yes… deeper… deeper still… destroy Mommy’s ass… make it yours… hhhaaaahhh…!”

I pounded into her hard, mercilessly. Each thrust sent her body jerking forward, her large breasts swinging wildly beneath her. The kitchen counter creaked again, cookware rattling.

“I’m never letting go of this ass,” I hissed, my voice hoarse. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life inside your ass.”

“YES! PROMISE! YOU HAVE TO PROMISE!” Delilah screamed hysterically. “MOMMY’S ASS IS ONLY FOR YOU! FOREVER! MOMMY PROMISES SHE’LL NEVER GIVE IT TO ANYONE ELSE! ONLY YOU! FOREVER YOU!”

We moved in an increasingly faster, more brutal rhythm. Our bodies were slick with sweat, mixed with the semen spilling from her ass, mixed with the squirt continuously gushing from her cunt. The once-clean, tidy kitchen was now a mess from our activities.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! AAHHHH!” Delilah screamed, unrestrained. “MY SON’S COCK… IN MOMMY’S ASS… AAHHH! THIS IS INSANE! THIS IS TOO GOOD!”

I felt the second wave approaching. And the third. And the fourth.

Each time I peaked, Delilah screamed and squirted. Each time she orgasmed, her asshole clenched tightly around my cock, forcing me to keep giving her more.

I lost track of time. Maybe ten minutes, maybe twenty. All I remembered was the unending rhythm, Delilah’s increasingly hoarse moans, and wave after wave of pleasure flooding us both.

Unnoticed, the wall clock in the kitchen showed 10:15.

The final round of the tournament had started fifteen minutes ago. But in the Socheron household kitchen, the Star Witch and her stepson were still busy with their own, far more important ritual.

“A-Adam… the time… the tournament…” Delilah tried to remind me between moans.

“Fuck the tournament,” I growled, slamming into her ass harder.

“Yes… fuck it… ah! Yes! DESTROY MOMMY!”

I kept pumping. Semen spilled out again, and again, and again. Delilah’s ass was now stuffed full, unable to contain any more. The thick white fluid streamed down her thighs, dripping onto the kitchen counter, then the floor.

And her pussy was equally full. My semen from this morning had mixed with her own fluids, creating a large pool on the granite.

After the fifth round, or maybe the sixth, we finally stopped.

Delilah collapsed onto the kitchen counter, her body limp and powerless. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and each exhale pushed more of my leftover semen from her asshole, which could no longer close tightly.

Slowly, she raised her trembling hand. Her delicate index finger touched her own asshole, then she wiped away a little of my semen that was still flowing out.

She brought her finger to her mouth. She licked it, with such a deep expression of happiness.

“Thank you, Adam. For loving me this much.”

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