Epilogue: Happy Family

Even after finishing, James had no desire to pull out his p*nis. Now that he felt an indefinable emotion toward his wife for the first time, he didn’t want to release this hole so easily. 

James lifted her up while keeping his p*nis inside her.

Raymond watched his brother’s movements with a sardonic smile. He was displeased both by Winifred squirting while impaled on his brother’s c*ck and by the way his brother looked at her.

Shouldn’t he maintain his indifference toward his wife as he had all along? Did he suddenly develop feelings that didn’t exist before just because he let his brother have her p*ssy once?

It disgusted him that his brother, who had everything simply for being the firstborn, now claimed ownership again after lending out his wife’s p*ssy like a pimp.

“Mmm… mmm…”

Dazed, Winifred buried her face in James’s shoulder without properly opening her eyes. She seemed unable to tell whether it was her husband or brother-in-law. 

This fact angered Raymond even more. Winifred, who melted at his kisses and whose n*pples hardened when he pinched them, his sister-in-law who gazed at him with a flushed face.

Without hesitation, Raymond approached Winifred from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. Ignoring how her large br*asts pressed against his brother’s chest, he grabbed her n*pples and twisted them.

“Ahh…”

Taking her soft moan as a signal, he pushed the head of his c*ck toward his sister-in-law’s p*ssy where his brother’s p*nis was still embedded. He reached for her p*ssy, thoroughly soaked with fluids whose origins no longer mattered.

His hand touched his brother’s c*ck shaft, but undeterred, he pushed one finger into the hole. He felt the tight hole that was gripping the p*nis tense up in surprise at the sudden intrusion.

He needed to thrust his c*ck into this hole. Now, here, at this very moment.

In Sir Raymond Asherton’s mind, the hero and nobleman he was had disappeared. Another male had inserted his p*nis into the p*ssy he had marked as his territory and wouldn’t let go. Then they should ask the p*ssy which c*ck it preferred.

He stared intensely at the reddened, heated p*ssy. His brother’s p*nis responded by beginning to harden again.

“Mmm…”

Surprised by her husband’s p*nis growing again, Winifred struggled to lift herself, but James firmly held her waist, preventing her from moving.

“Since we’re planting seeds, let’s make sure they take root properly.”

Raymond muttered through gritted teeth. He inserted another finger into the tightly packed p*ssy and spread them like scissors, making Winifred sob breathlessly.

“Relax your p*ssy, Sister-in-law.”

The politeness in his speech had disappeared. Winifred trembled helplessly against the intimidating male growl. How should she relax her p*ssy? She had never learned such a thing anywhere.

“Ungh, ah, it hurts, it hurts…”

A brutally thick p*nis forced its way into the narrow c*nt that already struggled with just one.

“Damn it, relax your p*ssy.”

Her husband slapped her b*ttocks. With that, her slightly raised b*ttocks were grabbed by her husband, and through the gap, her brother-in-law’s p*nis pierced her p*ssy with a squelching sound.

“Ugh… kh… ngh…”

Winifred could only open and close her mouth without making proper sounds.

Wasn’t it torn? It must have torn. How could she take two such thick c*cks?

A moment passed where everything seemed to stop, her senses in disarray, sound and movement ceased. 

James realized this was the first time he had looked at his wife’s face so closely. Her widely dilated pupils were intensely dark. Her lips, trembling from unbearable sensations, were lovely.

For the first time since their wedding, James kissed his wife’s lips with sincerity. He pushed his tongue in, nibbled on her lips, and caressed her small face. Raymond, seemingly unable to stand the sight, thrust his p*nis to the root in one go with a thudding sound.

Winifred’s breathing stopped for a moment. Her flat stomach bulged prominently, filled with both men’s penises. 

Raymond reached out and touched his sister-in-law’s lower abdomen that was accommodating both his brother’s c*ck and his own.

“You’re going to conceive a child of the Asherton family, understand? Sister-in-law.”

Winifred nodded without properly hearing what he said.

“Ungh, ugh… ah, haah…”

Despite feeling she might tear and the pressure being terrifying, a proportionally monstrous pleasure clawed at Winifred’s brain.

The two men took turns thrusting and withdrawing, each driving their gl*ns into Winifred’s womb. With each thrust, she helplessly swayed between being held in her husband’s arms and leaning her back against her brother-in-law’s shoulder.

When both men finally ej*culated deep into Winifred’s p*ssy simultaneously, she had already lost consciousness.

* * *

Six months later.

“You must maintain proper decorum and never miss mass.”

Her mother-in-law didn’t forget her nagging today either. Still, Winifred had moved beyond receiving a humble tray alone to sitting at the Asherton family table.

“Raymond, isn’t it about time you did something with your life?” James said as he cut a thick piece of meat and placed it on Winifred’s plate.

“I’m also of Asherton blood, Brother. I don’t understand why you keep trying to drive me away,” Raymond replied, glancing sideways at his sister-in-law’s swollen belly.

“Seeing you two get along so well puts this mother’s heart at ease. Now if you just give birth to a son, the Asherton family will have nothing to worry about.”

Her mother-in-law looked exceptionally happy today. Both her sons were home, and her daughter-in-law’s belly carried the heir to continue the Asherton lineage.

Winifred, blooming beautifully like a red rose, looked alternately at the two men who planted their seeds inside her every night and smiled sweetly.

This was a sufficiently happy family.

fin.