Chapter 219 - 220: Now Go

Chapter 219: Chapter 220: Now Go

"Eheh... ahn... ahnn..." Stella drifted into her own private Garden of Eden, completely past caring about the mess on her body as she spasmed and squirted wave after wave of her warm juices.

Slpurttt...

Owen finally pulled his cock back, and a thick, heavy wave of his white seed immediately gushed out, mixing with her own fluids on the grass.

"Wow, look at that. Another picture-perfect creampie just for you," Owen murmured, playfully tapping the head of his spent cock against her twitching cunt while admiring his handiwork with great satisfaction.

"Eheh... ahn... ahnn..."

"You completely lost it out here, Stella. What are you even going to do with yourself now?" Owen chuckled, shaking his head as he watched her lying there completely drained and incapacitated.

Arf! Arf!

"Yes, White, she really did squirt a whole ocean for her own good," Owen called out to the dog before gently lowering Stella down onto the soft grass, pulling her skirt back down to its original position.

Unfortunately, keeping things clean was impossible; his fresh cum immediately began to overflow and spill down her thighs since she wasn’t wearing any underwear to catch it.

"Ahh, what am I supposed to do now..." she whimpered weakly.

"Ahnn... ahn..."

"Wake up, Stella. Your aunt is still waiting over by the bench, so you better snap back to reality right now."

"Ahn... ahn... w-wait... just give me a few seconds to breathe." She slowly regained her composure after Owen gave her a light, teasing slap across the cheek with his soft cock.

"Good girl, glad to see you’ve recovered your senses. I was starting to worry you might have enjoyed yourself a little too much."

"Ngn... ahn, don’t tease me like that... I genuinely enjoyed every single second of it..."

"Heh, yeah, I’m sure you did. Now get to work and clean my cock instead of just lying there relaxing—it’s an absolute waste to let all that seed sit in my shorts. Suck up my juices so you can regain your strength." Owen nudged the tip of his semi-hard erection right against her lips.

"Yesh... I’m just so glad you’re willing to share. I love cleaning your cock clean..."

"Then hurry up and do your job. She’s still sitting comfortably over on the bench, so you don’t need to panic—just take your time."

Arf! Arf!

"That’s right, White, she needs to finish sucking my cock first before you two can go home. Hehe, though you won’t find anything interesting around here anyway," Owen smiled, giving the dog a friendly nod. It was always amusingly ironic how easily all the village dogs seemed to get along with him.

Guckk, guckk, guckk... "Why is your cock already getting hard again... it’s like it always wants more..."

"I do want more, but doing it out in the open like this is getting to be a bit of a hassle. It’s a real shame, but there’s nothing I can do about it right now." Realistically, Owen could fuck all day and night without ever getting genuinely tired.

Guck... guck... "Then how about you come visit my house later tonight...? We can lock the doors and fuck without stopping." She eagerly proposed, sensing the perfect opportunity to lock him down.

"I definitely plan on doing that, just not right this second. The festival is still going on, so it’s a bit tricky for me to slip away for too long."

Guck... guck... "Yesh, I understand completely. So right after the festival wraps up... make sure you come straight to me and fill me up again, okay?"

"Haha, you’re insatiably greedy, Stella, but I love that about you. So it’s a deal—I’ll make sure to visit you, don’t worry."

Guck... guck... "Are you absolutely sure...?"

"Yes, of course. Why would I ever lie to my favorite sister?"

Hehe... guck, guck... "Then please take good care of me from now on..."

"Don’t worry about a thing. Now hurry up, finish cleaning me off, and let’s wrap this up."

Yesh... guck... guck... just a second longer... almost done...

"Ahh, what a god-tiered blowjob. This really is pure heaven."

Pwahh... slurp, slurp... "Ahhh, I love your cock so much. I could spend all day just tasting you..." She licked her sticky fingers and her lips clean, thoroughly savoring every last trace.

"Good... now get up on your feet. It’s time for us to say our farewells for now—whoops..."

"Ahh... sorry about that. My legs are completely Jell-O, I honestly don’t have an ounce of strength left." She swayed forward, collapsing straight into his embrace while her inner thighs continued to leak a steady stream of his warm cum.

"Can you even walk?"

"Ah... yes... just give me a second..." She tried her absolute best to stand straight, but her knees immediately buckled under her.

"Yeah, you definitely can’t walk like that. So, what’s the game plan?"

"Oh... I know! How about I pretend to have an accident and ask my aunt for help? Then you can just act like a helpful gentleman happening to walk by, and you can carry me home... hehe, just like you did that one time." She beamed, vividly remembering how sweet that memory had been.

"Alright, sounds like a solid plan," Owen nodded approvingly. He then shifted his attention down to the dog. "You go on ahead, White, and let your owner know that Stella hurt her ankle and can’t stand up. Can you do that for us?"

Arf! Arf!

"Good boy. Now go."

The dog immediately bolted out of the brush, sprinting straight back toward the older woman sitting on the path.

"Just relax and try to pull your skirt down to cover your pussy. Here, use this cloth to wipe your thighs... they’re completely overflowing with cum right now. Otherwise, she’s definitely going to figure out something scandalous happened."

"Ahhn... you’re taking care of me like a real husband would," she sighed happily, accepting the cloth with a grateful smile.

"I try my best. Now, enough resting—it’s showtime."

"Ahh... you’re carrying me like a proper princess..."

"Of course I am. You’re my good sister, after all," Owen replied smoothly, hoisting Stella effortlessly into a bridal carry while the older woman strolled a few paces behind them, watching the pair with a warm, approving smile.

"Look at you two, so sweet together! It’s just such a terrible shame that Stella is a bit older than you, young man. Hehe, you two actually look like a wonderful match."

"Ahh, don’t say things like that, Auntie... you’re making me turn all red..." Stella giggled, burying her face slightly against Owen’s shoulder.

"Haha, you really should act cheerful like this more often, dear. You look ten times more radiant when you smile," the neighbor praised warmly.

"As the old saying goes, Auntie, true love doesn’t care about age limits. I certainly don’t mind taking good care of my beautiful sister," Owen added smoothly, shooting Stella a secret, knowing wink.

"Oww... stop saying embarrassing things in front of her, you big tease..."

"You cheeky boy... always talking such smooth, sweet words..."

"I am, hehe... though I suppose I did end up playing a bit too rough and wearing her completely out," Owen whispered quietly into her ear so only she could hear, prompting Stella to suppress a breathless giggle against his chest while the older woman remained blissfully oblivious to the heavy scent of sex trailing in their wake.