Delia's warm hands slid up his thighs, her touch slow, teasing. Rael shivered at the contact, feeling like every nerve in his body had been set alight. His erection throbbed almost painfully against his pants.
"You poor boy…" Delia murmured, voice dripping with sympathy and desire. "You're trembling."
"I... I've never done this before," Rael admitted, his voice cracking slightly.
Delia paused, looking up at him with a soft, motherly smile — but there was unmistakable heat in her eyes. "Don't worry," she whispered, "I'll be gentle."
Her fingers found the zipper of his pants, tugging it down slowly, the sound unnaturally loud in the night air. His erection sprang free, thick, hard, and throbbing. Delia let out a soft gasp of appreciation, her hand wrapping carefully around his shaft. Her palm was warm, her grip gentle but firm.
Rael groaned, hips twitching instinctively.
"So big already…" Delia murmured. She leaned forward, her breath ghosting over his tip, making Rael's knees nearly buckle.
Then, with an agonizing slowness, she licked the head of his cock — just a little flick of her tongue — and Rael almost collapsed.
"A-ahh!" he gasped, grabbing her shoulder to steady himself.
Delia chuckled softly. "Sensitive… that's cute."
Without wasting another moment, she opened her mouth and took him in, her lips sliding over his shaft, her tongue swirling around him with practiced ease. Rael's head tipped back, a guttural moan escaping him as pleasure overwhelmed his senses.
He had never felt anything like this. Warm, wet, and tight — every nerve ending in his cock screamed with sensation.
Delia moved slowly, savoring him, letting her lips glide halfway down his length before pulling back, her tongue tracing a wet line up the underside. Each bob of her head sent electric shocks through his body. Rael gritted his teeth, desperately trying to hold on, but it was too much — the buildup was too fast, too intense.
"I-I'm gonna…!" he warned.
But Delia didn't pull away. If anything, she slid even deeper, her throat relaxing to take more of him in.
Rael cried out, his hips jerking despite himself as he came hard inside her mouth, his entire body convulsing with the force of it. Delia stayed there, moaning softly around his cock, swallowing every drop as if savoring it.
When he finally finished, he nearly collapsed, barely staying upright as Delia slowly pulled off him with a wet pop. A thin string of saliva connected her lips to his tip before it broke.
She smiled up at him, licking her lips hungrily. "Mmm… You taste delicious, Rael."
Rael stood there, panting, completely wrecked. His legs felt like jelly, and his cock was still twitching slightly, already stirring again under the influence of the Lust Stone's aura.
Delia rose to her feet gracefully, her nightgown clinging even tighter to her now slightly sweaty body. She pressed her body against him, her breasts soft against his chest, her hand sliding teasingly over his still-hard length.
"I hope you're not done yet," she whispered into his ear. "That was just the beginning."
Delia's hands trailed down Rael's sides, guiding him backward until his thighs bumped against the wall of the Ketchum house. She pressed up against him, her eyes glazed with need, her body trembling slightly.
"Let me help you, sweet boy…" she whispered.
She hiked up her nightgown, revealing smooth, milky thighs and the glistening heat between them. No panties. She hadn't been wearing any from the start.
Rael swallowed hard, his cock throbbing painfully with need again, the tip leaking precum. His mind spun from everything happening so fast, but he couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop.
Delia grasped his cock with one hand and lined it up against her entrance, her breath hitching as she rubbed his thick head against her slick folds.
"Relax, Rael," she said soothingly. "Just feel me."
And then — slowly, deliciously — she sank down onto him.
Rael cried out, his hands flying to her hips, feeling the impossible tightness of her walls stretching to accommodate him.
At the exact moment he fully entered her—
[The host is engaging in intercourse...]
[Absorption of the Sin Stone of Lust's power is completing...]
[Congratulations! The host has gained the 'Sin Body of Lust'!]
[Sin Body of Lust - Level 1]
[Having fully absorbed the Sin Stone of Lust, the host has become the living embodiment of lust itself. The host's body radiates irresistible pleasure to partners, causing intense addiction. As the skill levels up, even greater pleasure and powers will be unlocked.]
The messages flashed through Rael's mind in an instant, but he barely had time to process them — because at that very moment, Delia gasped sharply.
Her entire body shuddered.
Her hands clawed weakly at his shoulders as her head lolled back, a guttural moan ripping from her throat.
"A-Aahhh!" she cried out.
The haze of Lust Energy that had clouded Delia's mind suddenly lifted — her thoughts clearing for the first time since he arrived. She blinked in confusion, realizing what she was doing.
"I-I... what am I...?" she whispered in horror.
But then her hips jerked forward instinctively, and an explosion of overwhelming pleasure tore through her.
Delia screamed in pure ecstasy, collapsing against Rael, her nails digging into his skin. All rational thought evaporated. The Sin Body of Lust sent electric waves of pleasure through every nerve of her body, lighting her mind on fire.
She needed him.
The pleasure was too much, too intense. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt — more addicting than any drug, more necessary than air itself. Even though she had regained her mind, she couldn't stop herself anymore.
Delia began moving on him, her walls clutching and milking his cock desperately, seeking more of that mind-melting pleasure.
Rael moaned, overwhelmed himself, but instinctively gripped her hips and moved with her, thrusting shallowly up into her. Every glide of his cock inside her tight, drenched walls made Delia gasp and whimper like she was being driven insane.
"M-More...! Rael... more!" she cried out shamelessly, her voice high and broken with need.
Rael, fueled by his own blazing arousal and the Sin Body of Lust's natural urges, obeyed. He began thrusting harder, feeling her body tremble violently against him.
The wet sounds of their bodies meeting filled the night air, each slap of skin on skin echoing obscenely behind the house.
Delia clung to him like a woman possessed, grinding her hips frantically, chasing climax after climax. Her body had been rewired to crave him — no, need him — and each second buried on his cock only made her addiction worse.
"I'm cumming! I-I'm cumming again!" Delia sobbed, and her body seized around him, her pussy spasming wildly as another orgasm ripped through her.
Rael groaned, feeling her walls milk him greedily. He was close again too — too close.
"I-I'm gonna cum!" he gasped.
"Inside! Inside me! Please!" Delia begged, her mind long since drowned in the haze of pleasure.
Rael thrust deep one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he exploded inside her. Hot ropes of cum filled Delia's quivering, needy womb. She let out a long, keening moan as she came again from the feeling, her nails scratching down his back.
For a long moment, they stayed like that — bodies locked together, panting, trembling.
When Delia finally pulled back, her legs were too weak to stand properly. She collapsed onto the soft grass, her body still shivering with aftershocks.
Her eyes looked up at him — wide, glassy, desperate.
"You... you can't leave me now," she whispered hoarsely, reaching for him with a trembling hand. "I need you... I need more…"
Rael stared down at her, still dazed, his cock already twitching back to life under the unrelenting influence of the Sin Body of Lust.
...
They went for a few more rounds after that.
Delia couldn't help herself — even after her body was spent and trembling from the aftershocks of orgasm after orgasm, she kept pulling Rael back inside her, desperate for more of the pleasure only he could give now. Rael, overwhelmed by the raw sensations and driven by the energy of the Sin Body of Lust, kept answering her calls.
By the time they finally stopped, the two of them were utterly exhausted, lying tangled together in the grass behind the house, their sweat-slicked bodies illuminated faintly by the moonlight.
Eventually, they gathered the strength to get dressed.
Rael pulled his pants back up, still breathing heavily. He fumbled a bit with the button, his hands shaking slightly.
His mind was a complete mess.
Did that really happen? he thought, glancing toward Delia as she adjusted her torn nightgown with flushed cheeks.
Did I really just fuck the mother of one of my closest friends...?
He was still lost in thought when Delia approached him, her bare feet softly brushing over the grass. Without warning, she cupped his cheeks in her soft, trembling hands and kissed him again — deep, hungry, passionate.
When she finally broke the kiss, her forehead rested against his, her breath warm against his lips.
"Thanks," she whispered.
"Eh?" Rael blinked, dazed and confused. "Thanks? But I... I just..." He struggled for words, overwhelmed by guilt and disbelief. "I just destroyed your marriage... and you're thanking me?"
Delia chuckled quietly, a bittersweet sound.
"Because I've been sexually frustrated for a long time now," she said, her voice soft, but filled with something deeper — more dangerous than simple lust. There was affection there now, a seed of something that had taken root during their frantic coupling. "I needed this."
She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, her eyes downcast for a moment, before looking back at him with a strange shyness.
"I divorced from my husband a month ago and—"
"What?!" Rael cut her off, his eyes wide in shock. "You divorced?! Ash never told me anything!"
Delia sighed softly, wrapping her arms around herself like she was trying to keep warm.
"Oh... We haven't told him yet," she admitted quietly, her voice laced with regret. "We didn't want to burden him too much. He was so excited about finally starting his journey, and we feared that by telling him, this excitement would have died out."
Rael was silent for a moment, the weight of her words sinking in.
"Oh..." he finally said, the awkwardness between them growing heavier by the second.
For a few long, uncomfortable beats, neither of them said anything, the sounds of the quiet night filling the space where words should have been.
Then, mercifully, Delia broke the silence.
"Anyway, Rael..." she said, stepping closer again, her fingers lightly playing with the hem of his shirt. "What are we gonna do now?"
"Eh?" Rael blinked, completely flabbergasted by the question.
What are we gonna do now...?
He had no idea.
All he knew was that his life had just changed in a way he could never have predicted.
And Delia — beautiful, addictive Delia — was looking at him like he was the only man in the world.
To be continued...
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How was this chapter? Liked it?
Also, Rael will bring Delia with him, I decided, but I don't know how... like when he will have a lot of harem members, will they just go all with him everywhere?