Stud Conquerors the World Book Twelve: the Busty Priestess
Copyright© 2026 by mypenname3000
Chapter 7
Supernatural Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Leo must play a deadly game with a dark cult.
Caution: This Supernatural Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Lesbian Heterosexual Cheating Slut Wife Wimp Husband Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts
Charles Swartzenburg II
I loved having Mother straddle me.
She gripped my cock, her purring delight echoing through the cell. She pulled my dick to her shaved pussy. It was so sexy how Mother was so young. My age. She had a new body, but it was the same soul in her.
“Charles,” she groaned and plunged her cunt down my dick.
I moaned as her pussy devoured my cock. She took me to the root.
“Yes,” I panted, her round boobs jiggling. “We have to be one, Mother.”
“One,” she groaned, her pussy clamping down on me.
I groaned and savored that incestuous cunt devouring my dick. She took me to the hilt. Her boobs bounced as she purred her delight. Her back arched and face twisted in delight. I smiled up at her, savoring that silky heat.
I took her hands, intertwining my fingers with hers. She squeezed me back and smiled at me. She slid up my cock. Her blonde hair swaying around her face. I groaned as I enjoyed Mother’s cunt. She had such a beautiful twat.
She plunged back down me.
She took me to the hilt. It was so good to have her cunt all the way down me. I groaned in delight as she held me with that hot snatch. She rode me, bouncing her cunt up and down my dick. She moaned, gripping my hands.
“Oh, oh, Charles,” she moaned.
“Become one with me, Mother,” I groaned. “One in body and soul.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she purred. “We are one, Charles. One.”
Mother smiled down at me with such love. Her pussy gripped my cock. She slid up and down my dick. It was such a wonderful rush to have her riding my dick. She felt so amazing. I loved the heat of her cunt around my rod.
She squeezed down on me. I savored the warmth of her pussy squeezing down on me. She held me tight as she rode me. It was a beautiful thing. I groaned, savoring the heat of her cunt slamming down my cock.
“Damn, Mother!” I groaned.
“Mmm, do you feel me becoming one with you?” she purred, grinding her pussy lips into my pubic mound before she slid back up my cock.
“God, yes,” I growled.
She laughed, her blonde hair fluttering around her shoulders. She was so enchanting. Zach returned my mother to me. Her cunt plunged down my cock. She slid back up me. The pressure built and built at the tip of my dick.
I just had to flood her snatch with my seed.
Unite with my mother.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her cunt squeezing down on me. She rode me with passion. “That’s so good. Yes, yes, that’s wonderful.”
“So wonderful,” I groaned. “Damn, Mother!”
She smiled at me, her blue eyes sparkling as her pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting. She massaged me with that hot cunt. My nuts tightened as she plunged down me. She took me to the hilt and gasped out in delight.
Her pussy clamped down on me as she slid up my cock. Over and over again, she slid down my shaft and rose back up me. The rhythm was so sweet. We squeezed each other’s hands, both of us building toward that moment when we would cum.
When we would unite body and soul.
“That’s it, Mother,” I groaned.
“Mmm, yes, yes, Charles,” she moaned, her hands planting on my chest. It felt so good to have her leaning over me. Her pussy clamped down on my dick. “Oh, that’s so good. Mmm, yes, yes, you’re so big and thick in me.”
I smiled at her as she massaged my cock. The heat swelled to the tip. I loved how she rushed me toward the moment when she would climax. I groaned at that amazing heat. She plunged her cunt down my dick.
Her boobs bounced, her blonde hair flying. The need to cum swelled in my nuts. We were so close to the release that would send us off into the astral realm. I trembled through this delight as that hot pussy plunged down cock.
Her pussy spasmed around my dick.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Mother squealed.
“Damn, Mother!” I groaned as she suckled at me.
Her snatch rippled around my cock. She nursed at me with all that she had. I loved the heat of her twat around my dick. Her back arched. Her boobs heaved before her. They slapped together. I loved watching them ripple.
“Mother!” I roared.
Erupted.
We became one.
She squealed, her pussy milking my cock. My cum pumped into her twat. She fell forward and kissed me. I could feel it happening. Our souls vibrated together. She moaned, making out with me as the ecstasy shot through me.
The rapture crashed into my mind as I flooded my mother with blast after blast of cum. I flooded her with all the spunk that I had in my nuts. I unloaded it all. She whimpered, her lips kissing me with such passion.
I erupted into my mother, and it happened.
We slipped out of our bodies.
Our souls rose into the air, still intertwined. Still quivering through our rapture. I made out with her as we drifted away. It felt so good. I made out with her, loving this moment. She moaned as we twisted in the air.
I broke the kiss with her and said, “Mother, we have to find her dreams.”
“Yes,” she said and clung to me. “How are we going to find her?”
I smiled. “Her name is Taniqua Park. She’s the warden of Clallam Bay Correctional Facility. We have to just focus on that. Her name. Her title. Her identity. And we have to hope she’s asleep.”
Mother nodded. We floated in this dark space surrounded by stars. Dreams. A silver line led back to our bodies, our tethers. I kept my fingers threaded with my mother as I searched for the warden’s dreams.
A distant star twinkled.
It was one of millions and millions of stars. We sped to the north, of course. That was where Clallam Bay lay on the northern end of the Olympia Peninsula. We sped toward it, racing past the dreams of many. You could see the layout of towns and spot the gap created by the Puget Sound, a dark gulf we had to cross. The interior of the Olympic Peninsula, dominated by the Olympic Mountains, had few stars, often dark, but the coastline to the north, along the Strait of Juan de Fuca that led out to the Pacific Ocean, shone.
We headed for that. For the twinkling star.
There was another star beside hers. The husband. Her son was off to college. I didn’t know what we could use to make a bargain with her. We would not know until we slipped into her dreams. They pulsed with her passion.
A naughty dream. Perfect.
I took my mother’s mind and entered Warden Parks’s dreams.
Warden Taniqua Parks
“There’s a problem in the cells,” one of my guards said.
“A problem?” I asked, this wave of heat washing over me. “With the White prisoners.”
The guard nodded.
“I’ll handle them,” I said, pushing off from my desk. I walked through the door and...
Was in the prison cafeteria. There they were. A dozen tough, tattooed, and burly White men. They stared at me like a piece of dark meat that they wanted to devour. I sauntered to them, my hips swaying back and forth.
“Is there a problem?” I demanded.
“Not with you here,” growled one. Their faces were all indistinct. They seemed to shift every time I looked. I didn’t care.
My pussy burned.
They lunged in at me. I gasped and tried to fight, but they were too strong. Too powerful. I had no choice but to submit to their passion. They ripped off my clothes as I moaned like a whore. My prisoners were going to dominate me.
I wanted them to all the time. It was so risky, but I had been a prison guard for twenty years. When you were a female corrections officer, you had the pick of the men. We were all whores. All were letting them fuck us in out of the way alcoves out of sight.
But I was the warden. I had to keep it professional, but...
I missed it.
The affairs. My husband never questioned why our son was lighter-skinned than either of us. I loved burly, White men. Their pale hands running over my ebony body. I craved it so much, and now it was happening.
I was at their mercies once more.
Out of the corner of my eye, a young man with a blonde slut at his side watched.
I didn’t care as I was fondled. Hands slid around my body, cupping my large breasts. My curvy booty. Rubbing at my furred muff. I moaned as they pinched my nipples and rubbed at my clit. Their hands stroked me everywhere. Pale against my dark skin.
“Warden’s just a Black whore,” said one.
“Another Black bitch gagging for some White cock.”
“You wanna be our Black bitch, Warden?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
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