A Noble Scum With Lust System

I AM THE Alpha AND THE Omega, SAYS THE LORD GOD, WHO IS AND WHO WAS AND WHO IS TO COME, the Almighty.

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Maxwell's eyes sparked with lightning, enveloping his body and empowering him to move at inhuman speeds. With almost effortless grace, he skillfully dodged each oncoming ice sword, turning the lethal assault into a mere dance of lethal beauty. But a beauty nobody saw.

With a single blink, Max materialized in front of the old man, lightning dancing around both hands as he locked eyes with the elderly figure.

"Do you seek a battle, old man?"

Julian's fists clenched in fury, witnessing Magnus and Marcus preparing for battle, expelling magma in readiness.

"I will remember this!" he yelled, leading his entourage away.

Max sighed in disappointment, deactivating his super-speed state and settling back into his chair. However, the uncomfortable feeling lingered as numerous gazes remained fixed on him.

Tch…

Maxwell found himself increasingly irritated, even though he had managed to loosen up a bit.

The newfound attention was overwhelming – brothers who had practically ignored him before were now hovering, attempting to strike up conversations. Unfamiliar nobles showered him with praise and congratulations at every turn, hindering Max from enjoying the sight of the beautiful ladies.

The incident with the Lawather had cast a shadow over the banquet, prompting his father to swiftly call it off. Once the guests had departed, leaving only family members in the great hall, his father directed a pointed question at him.

"Maxwell, since when are you this strong?"

Curious gazes from stepmothers, brothers, sisters, uncles, and even daughters fixated on him, awaiting his response.

Nonchalantly, Max shrugged. "No idea. It's been a long time since I defeated the Knight Deam. Since then, I haven't encountered adversaries to gauge my strength. My brothers are all younger or the same age; they wouldn't provide a challenge. I wouldn't harm my sisters, so that's out of the question. Then there are my three older brothers – I can't engage in a fight with them, fearing they might misconstrue it as an attempt to join their power struggle. In summary, I truly don't know how strong I am, speaking of magic as well as strength of course. "

Maxwell's words reverberated through the vast hall, hushing the entire room. His confident proclamation not only underscored his immense self-assurance in his strength but also showcased other commendable qualities. There was a hint of arrogance in his refusal to acknowledge anyone his age as his equal, a gentlemanly demeanor in his reluctance to harm the ladies, and, most notably, a shrewd intelligence in steering clear of his brothers' power struggles. It was as if this response had been crafted long ago, now delivered with the air of an unequivocal statement.

Magnus was well aware of the ongoing power struggle among his sons, and he tacitly approved of it. However, contrary to Maxwell's expectations in this world, there was a strict prohibition against murdering opponents. Given the scarcity of male births, these valuable assets could not be squandered in the quest for power.

The power struggles revolved around proving who was strong and capable enough to lead the Magnar house in the future. This included the ability to gather supporters, demonstrating charisma and leadership skills.

Ultimately, the key determinant was overwhelming strength – the capability to beat one's challenger.

While anyone could join the fight, the sole condition was that the participant had to be a man.

Max perfectly fit the criteria; his impressive display at the banquet left no doubt that he would be a formidable opponent in the power struggle. However, in the grandeur of the great hall, he publicly renounced any interest in the power struggle.

His second, third, and fourth brothers, their eyes gleaming with greed, saw an opportunity in his declaration.

Max's strength as a warrior was undeniable, and aligning with him in a faction promised an inevitable rise above his brothers. With nothing more to add, Magnus dismissed everyone to their rooms.

In the privacy of his own room, Max finally let out a sigh of relief. He was keen on avoiding any perception that he had willingly entered into the power struggles with his siblings, hence his public resignation from the affair.

For now, he preferred to observe. If an opportunity presented itself for him to secure a position, he would consider it., after all the duke rank he was only inferior to the king and some princes in land.

"Haaaaa, what difference does it make?" Max sighed, frustration evident in his voice as he let out a scream. "Maria!"

Maria, well acquainted with Max's mood, had been waiting just outside his room. Anticipating his call, she swiftly entered as soon as he summoned her. She nimbly lowered her pants and she began to suck his big cock greedily.

"Aahhnn!~.. You're being so rough with my breasts!~..." gasped Maria, who was laying down flat on her back while her stud of a fuck partner straddled her stomach and mounted her, jamming his throbbing erection within the crevice of her motherly chest. The same nipples that were sucked on to feed her only child were naughtily flopping up and down when his muscular thighs would smack against her flesh, thrusting against the smothering sandwich that was her titjob, snaking past the underside of her chin and rubbing against her soft, plump lips with how absurd his manhood reached.

"I just can't stop.. Maria, you're way too fucking sexy!~..." he gasped, frantically pistoning in and out of the tight, soft and warm fit that was her cleavage. His mood took wild swings as soon as he saw sexy Maria.

"I don't want you to stop!~.. Keep fucking my tits with that incredible, monstrous cock of yours!.. Make a mess out of me… I want my face and mouth covered in your cum, baby!~.." seductively moaned Maria, opening her mouth and allowing him to feel her hot breath against his skin, inhaling and then engulfing the mushroom head of his cock, swirling her tongue in circles while allowing him to indulge in the wetness and vibrations of her mouth as a result of her moans, closing her eyes and sucking hard while he used her unfairly proportioned chest to jerk himself off to completion.

"Of course I will!~.." he panted, securely gripping onto both sides of her head, tugging her against his front as he scooted forward and shoved her tits up near her face, he was trying his hardest to feed as much of his cock within her hot mouth as he could, meanwhile maintaining the glorious masturbating being done to the rest of his meat that was melting from the pleasure being induced from her naked boobs.

*Knock Knock*

Maria and Max jumped in shock, but a second later Max grabbed Maria's head tightly and forced her to continue her fine titjob even against her wishes.

"Who is it?" Scream max.

"Max! It's me. Your mother."

""Hoo sii! What do you want?" Max almost groaned but managed to hold it back.

"I need to talk with you."

"Aren't we talking right now?!"

His mother fell into a brief silence before continuing between sobs.

"Why did you leave us and go with Maria? What did she give you that I couldn't?"

Max tilted his head back with pleasure, gritted his teeth, and said, "Do you really wanna know?"

"Yes," his mother answered firmly.

"Fine, then come in."

Hearing his words, Maria opened her eyes in surprise and tried to get up, but Max held her firmly in her place. When Olivia entered the room, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Did you want to know what made her so different from you? Here is the answer." Max said, his tone laced with a hint of mockery. Max got up from his bed and held Maria's head, he began to move her hips with force.

When he felt that he was about to ejaculate, It seemed he was the most pent up out of all, having lost his cool with his hips shaking wildly as he delivered upon his promise, grunting profusely as a shower of white, viscous semen abruptly shot from the tip and doused the roof of her mouth, moaning in approval as Maria gulped the first few shots down before pushing him out of the confinement of her warm lips using her tongue, and allowing him to paint her beautiful face in his spunk in front of Olivia, a way of showing her submission and devotion towards his manly dick that's been the center of her attention ever since the wonderful night.

No content with that, he picked up Maria and in front of Olive, completely tore her beautiful red dress.

"No!" Maria tried to cover herself, but Max pushed her hard against the wall and placed her on all 4, was down on her hands and knees, having her womanly hips grasped and emphatically going to be pounded from behind, arching her back and sticking her butt out doggy style as she knew she was going to be fucked like an animal in heat. her big butt and totally wet vagina in full view of Olivia.

Max grabbed Maria's hair and whispered into her ear. "You say no. But you're completely aroused at the thought of being watched right?"

Maria only responded by biting her lower lip with an anxious expression.

Max took a few steps back, took off his pants and let his big and thick cock in total excitement.

"Look mom. Isn't it bigger than my father's?" He said holding it up with one hand. He took his penis and began stroking Maria's vagina with the tip. "You don't have to answer. Maria already told me it's twice as big and thick as my father's." He said with a proud smile.

"Please put it in me." Maria said in a whisper.

"What did you say? She didn't hear you." Max held his ear with a playful smile plastered on his face.

"Please put your big tasty cock in my kinky wet pussy!!" She yelled with great anxiety and wished.

"Did you hear that, !!" Max pushed hard on her hip and Maria's eyes widened in surprise and ecstasy.

Tiny currents of electricity flashed through Max's body and pooled on her penis.

Max wasn't dumb enough to think that one big cock was enough to keep a woman satisfied, so from the beginning he had been practising all the poses he knew with Maria and recently created this skill based on her magic. .

These three factors together made Max believe that any woman who tried his cock would become addicted to it, like the current Maria, who could never say no to Max.

The small electrical currents made Max's penis vibrate slightly, in addition to releasing tiny discharges inside Maria's vagina.

The currents were like a little tingling that made Maria shiver with pleasure. Each stroke of Max's piston was like a mini orgasm crashing into her womb.

Every time Max shoved his cock into her, he couldn't help but lose control.

The sensation of his raw with little thunder, cock in its purest state was out of this world, not to mention the fact that her slutty tits were being massaged and fondled, with her perky nipples teasingly pinched while her lover was leaning over and kissing her on the lips while driving his pulsing hot meatstick deep within the trenches of her sex, pushing up against the cushions of her well proportioned ass cheeks.

"O-Ooohh!~... O-Ooohh!~.. Mmnpphh!~.."

muffled Maria in between pants, closing her eyes and reaching over with one arm to hold the back of his neck, returning the intensity of their kiss while her sensitive insides were being overwhelmed by the feeling of his hardness hit little thunder grinding against her inner walls. Getting fucked while being watched by her lovers mother is a different experience washing through her now, from the veins, the untampered sturdiness of his shaft, and the way that her womb was on fire from being nudged against, she was at a loss for words.

The magical man wildly thrusting against her rippling flesh was beyond himself with joy, sloppily kissing her in a mix of intimacy and desperate horniness; he couldn't stop his hips from bouncing off her thick, pale figure. The skin contrast between the two was enticing, and Maria's dangling tits would've been jiggling furiously if they weren't held tightly between his palms, squeezing them for all they were worth.

"Can you be believe mother this bitch is a mother, with this erotic fucking body!.. You can't tell me she wasn't built for fucking!.. And the same could be said for you" internally Max gave voice to his thoughts, who was still beyond impressed by the tightness of a vagina that had given birth to a child.

Max grabbed Maria with his two of her arms and brought her in front of Olivia who still stood in the same position.

Olivia couldn't believe what she was seeing. Yes, her son was having sex with his step mother Maria. And she seems to enjoy it more than she herself ever did. He continued to go up and down her tits, the clear sound of slapping that sounded every time he put his cock in her and especially the completely ecstatic face of Maria that was still full of the milk of her own son.

As much as Olivia tried to control herself, her panties couldn't help getting wet and her heart began to beat like crazy.

The fascination with the age difference was shared by both parties. The lady was content with getting rammed by a youthful, lively, energetic cock. The seemingly boundless libido's an inhumane stamina that the young men showed was one of the many reasons she chose to surrender herself to lust, combined with the fact that the width, sturdiness, length, the electricity and weight of his genitalia was unlike anything she ever experienced.

And soon in front of Olivia position changed.

Maria being the ringleader of it all, she was of course the most adept. Nearly an expert at handling his turgid size, and having already gotten fucked into oblivion by this man all the times, skillfully slammed her hips against her partner's front, who was also her now only lover.

His veiny, colossal monsters even surpassed anything she experienced before, wondering if even belonged to that of a human with how outrageously big he really was. Maria grew into having a love complex, only wishing to have sex with men that came close, and unfortunately for her lost husband, there was no way for him to match that expectation.

As a result, they haven't slept in what felt like forever, not that Maria cared. Nor she wanted to sleep with him when she had a perfect lover. After all, he wasn't deemed worthy of her goddess-like, mouthwateringly sexy figure.

"Ahhn!~... Oohnnnn!~... Mmmnnn!~... It's reaching sooo deep!~.... It feels sooooo fucking goood!~..." gasped Maria, who was riding her favourite meal cowgirl style, allowing him and Olivia a front seat view of her titties bouncing up and down in front of his face, close enough for him to take one of those pink nipples inside of his mouth.

He couldn't contain his groans either, delighting in the way Maira would grind against his pubic bone like a voracious slut, digging his fingers into the flesh of her naked backside and holding her securely. Their relationship was the most developed out of the rest, and it showed in the way that their kisses felt, greatly too familiar for a man and woman who were deemed as merely sex partners. Maria was finding her interests shift gradually away from her husband each minute they spent tougher, the only thing occupying her mind was the furious way that her pussy would get destroyed upon meeting up with her new lover. Much like the others, with her case a little more extreme, the fit of her loosened insides have already taken the shape of her lover. Even if her husband managed to score a night of sex something which is now impossible but still, the glaring difference would have become obvious.

On the nights where she couldn't be spoiled by the real thing, Maria had purchased the best dildo resemble his, digging it and out of her velvety walls while imagining that it was the she was fucking the lover onight. They would alternate between smooching and tongue fucking with their spit running down their chins to having her breasts suckled like a baby, and the way her body was trembling was a sign of how overbearing the euphoria taking over her senses felt.

"I-is this how sex should feel like?!" Olivia voices out her thoughts while moaning in curiosity as she looks at the expressions Maria makes, something she herself never experienced. With the expressions Maria was making she knew she must experience a pleasure she herself never experienced. She didn't know that sex could feel this good. Sure, she heard how good it is from Maria a few times she had interactions with her, but she never thought it was her own son. But words alone are not enough to explain feelings she was feeling just by looking at them.

"I love it!~... I love your huge fucking cock so much!~.. It's making me crazy!~.. I don't think I can live without it!~.. You're filling me up to the brim!~.... I think I'm addicted to you!..." gasped Maria, whose tongue was literally hanging from her mouth as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.

"Me too!.. Fuck, I haven't ever fucked a bitch better than you!.." he gasped, making her voice hitch whenever he'd meet her with an upward thrust that hammered against her womb, the unprotected cock kissing her baby making areas elicited taboo desires that had occasionally crossed Maria mind at some point.

Olivia to see all this and being in shock would be an understatement for Olivia as she had a hard time believing the Nobel Lady Maria was speaking such absurd words from her mouth; she wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. And this all was just making her panties even wetter.

But the next even more shocking part.

"You know~... I've am thinking that Ana always needed a younger sister to play with~... And that good for nothing husband doesn't have what it takes to give him one…" whispered Maria, on the verge of overwhelmed tears as she clawed at his muscular back, shaking intensely the harder she was rubbing her crotch against him.

"!!!...."

He understood for sure what Maria was insinuating, especially considering the willingness to engage in sexual intercourse without any care. In all these years, Not once did she tell him to eject outside, or ensure that there was no way they would get pregnant.

After meeting up numerous times, it seemed that Maria was drunk with lust and suffering from insatiable desires. Now that she received a taste of true glory, there was no turning back. Her husband would be unable to deliver her another child neither she wants to have his child, because she held no interest in having sex with him any longer .

"Yeah?.. You want me to give you another kid, don't you?.. You dirty, fucking slut!.." yelled Max, spanking Maria's huge butt and leaving an imprint of his hand as she yelped in pain.

"Mmhhm!~.. I want you to fuck me every day and night!~... Come on, give me a baby!~.. I want your daughter !.. Fill me up with your semen!~..." pleaded Maria, looking at him dead in the eyes as she screamed at the top of her lungs, so only the other person in the room could hear it all.

"M-Maria… are you out of your damn mind, what the heck are you even saying? My son has not even turned 11 years old properly yet. You're willing to go that far?... You must be out of your mind to say such things"

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While Max was having his very first threesome, even with only one lady as a spectator, elevate the experience and amplify its significance as it his Mother after all, one while somewhere else.

Lucia, whose fractured marriage had unraveled before the recent ceremony, showcased an intriguing emotional detachment. Even in the face of her soon-to-be husband's near-fatal fight, with the looming possibility of permanent physical limitations, possibly never to walk or experience erectile function again.

She appeared unperturbed. Her demeanor suggested that the dissolution of her previous marriage had left her seemingly unfazed, and her current actions hinted at a response far removed from the anticipated grief or distress one might expect.

Lucia just finished touching herself and came in her bed.

Caught in a wave of embarrassment, Lucia grappled with the reluctance to call for assistance in changing her bed sheets, a seemingly trivial task that exposed her vulnerability.

The day unfolded, revealing a side of Max previously concealed – a tender and soft demeanor that deviated from the standard ambiance of the Manger household. While their previous interactions were enjoyable, encompassing his eloquence, refined carriage, and the magic tricks he effortlessly shared, today's revelation transcended them all.

In Max, she beheld a version of him that resonated deeply, stirring a primal desire within her that had long been concealed. This newfound aspect of his character, so dominant and commanding, struck a chord she hadn't known was missing. His actions and demeanor today showcased a genuine authenticity that ignited an unprecedented level of admiration.

From his articulate speech to his dominating prowess in a confrontation, including challenging the formidable Julian, Max exuded confidence, superiority, and a potent energy that left Lucia spellbound. The culmination of his lightning-like responses, oozing confidence, arrogance, and power, surpassed any prior experience.

Despite cherishing Max's previous tenderness, today's revelation filled a void she hadn't identified before. His newfound dominating side elevated her admiration for him to unprecedented heights. It dawned on her that this was the missing piece she had sensed but couldn't define.

While Lucia cherished Max's previous tenderness, today's revelation uncovered a latent preference within her – a profound attraction to dominant men. Max, in this newfound assertiveness, emerged as the embodiment of her desires. This realization, like a floodgate opening, filled a void she had sensed but couldn't articulate.

As she navigated the depths of her emotions, Lucia came to a profound acknowledgment – she was undeniably drawn to dominant men, and in Max, she had found the perfect embodiment of her desires, a revelation that heightened her admiration for him to unparalleled heights.

As she navigated her feelings, Lucia acknowledged a realization – she swung in a way she hadn't fully recognized before, a revelation sparked by Max's newfound assertiveness and power.

Shaking her head and snapping out of her wild imagination, Lucia turned her attention to the soaked bed sheet, confronting the reality of the moment. She can't call her maid, So she decided to take it upon herself and go to the storage room where they usually keep the bed sheets and stuff.

Getting up from her bed, Lucia wore her night gown back again and started walking outside her room.

As she was heading out to get the new bedsheets on the way the moment she stepped in corridors, she suddenly heard weird slapping sounds coming out of the hallway right exactly on her left.

"Huh?" Confused and curious, Lucia followed the weird slapping sounds and it led her to what she remembered to be Max and Maria room.

Driven by curiosity towards the weird set of slapping sounds, Lucia brought her ear on the door and closed her eyes so she could focus more on the sounds.

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