Carnal Immortal-Chapter 270: Anna’s Step Mother

As Amon locks his lips with Shiana, he invades her mouth with his tongue and engages in a sloppy wet kiss, savoring her flavor.

His fingers that are holding onto her nipples pull on them even harder, pressing and rubbing them, making Shiana squirm under the influence of pleasure and pain that she feels on her sensitive nipples.

"MNNNFFFFFFFF~" Her moans continue to sound muffled while her hip rocks back and forth with Amon’s cock still being deep inside her, and now he has added more stimulus, making her completely lose her mind.

Her mouth, her pussy, and her nipples, all of them are under intense stimulation.

As he pinches down on her nipples, he begins rubbing them, twisting them, pulling them further, making Shiana squirm even more under this relentless assault on her nipples, driving her crazy.

Under all this stimulation, she couldn’t last long for the second round either. With in minutes, her body started convulsing and she began cumming again, squirting all over Amon as she is sitting on top of him.

Shiana stops moving and clutches onto him tightly as her body continues to twitch and jerk from the lingering effects of the strong orgasm.

But Amon is still not done. He wants more, so he lets go of her nipples, puts his hand below her thighs, and lifts her up as he stands back on his feet. With his cock still deep inside her, Amon carries Shiana towards a wall and presses her back against it.

Now trapped and cradled between a wall and Amon, Shiana has nowhere to go.

Staring deep into her eyes, Amon begins moving his hips, pulling his cock out of her pussy and shoving it back in, slowly.

"Unn~ Unn~ Unn~ UNN~ MNnn~ NNNgg~ Annnn~ AAnng~" Shiana lets out short moans matching Amon’s movement as the lower half of her legs that are free to move flail every time, Amon shoves his cock in deeper, smashing into her womb.

As Amon gets into a rhythm, the power and speed behind his thrusts start increasing, making Shiana moan out louder, while the lower half of her legs spread wider and flail around more aggressively.

Shiana’s eyes roll all the way to the back of her head. Her jaw drops all the way down as she moans uncontrollably. Her tongue, too, is all the way out as saliva drips down from it like a stream.

Shiana has completely lost it as Amon begins pounding the living hell out of her pussy. Her grip around his neck reaches the limit. She is exerting so much strength around Amon’s neck that she could choke out a full-grown man in seconds, just because her muscles are under extreme tension because of the level of pleasure she is being subjected to.

Under such intense pounding, how could Shiana last? She came again, and again, and again, and again as Amon fucked her over and over again, pumping her pussy, asshole and mouth with his cum, until she was entirely covered with his cum and so exhausted that she wasn’t able to move a single muscle.

Looking at the mess he made of Shiana, Amon chuckles. He is not worried as she will be able to recover within an hour and will be able to attend her other classes.

As for all the cum all over her naked body? Amon snaps his finger and gets rid of them, and Shiana will not even think about it.

Done taking care of Shiana, he leaves for his next class, which flies by as usual.

After an hour, Amon returns to his office and finds it empty. Shiana must have left before he came. He then sits down on his chair once again and waits for his guest’s arrival.

She should be here any time now.

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A red convertible drives into the school. The driver parks it in the visitor area and steps out.

As soon as this woman steps out of the car, she immediately becomes the center of attention.

Platinum blonde hair that is slightly longer than shoulder length, wavy, and shining silver under the sunlight. She is wearing black square-framed glasses, a full-sleeve sweater, a short pencil skirt, long black translucent pantyhose, and black high heels.

Her cold aura elevated her sexiness, garnering her a lot of attention from the boys she passed.

Some men gawk at her while some bold ones openly cat call her, but the woman doesn’t give a single fuck about any of their calls.

One guy even tried approaching her, but the moment he made contact with her cold eyes, all his bravado disappeared, and his words got stuck in his throat. She then walked past him as if he didn’t exist at all.

Seeing this, some laughed, making the guy embarrassed, but he didn’t do much after.

The woman entered the school building and began asking around some of the staff before she finally appeared before a door.

The door read, Mr. Amon Khufu/ Miss. Shiana Anderson.

Reading Amon’s name, she knew she’s at the right place, so she knocked on the door.

"Come in," she hears a powerful, manly voice calling her in.

The woman grips the door’s handle and pushes it open, and walks in. As soon as she steps in, she sees an incredibly handsome man, probably the most handsome man she has ever seen.

But it’s not just his handsome face, it’s his entire being. His large frame, his muscular body, his strong, big arms, everything about this man sends chills down her spine, not because of fear, but because of her basic instinct to submit to a better human being.

As someone who has been into power play for years, she can easily discern who is dominant by nature, who is neutral, and who is submissive, and the man before her is definitely one of those hyper-dominant characters.

Someone who is always in control.

She realizes why her stepdaughter got snatched away from her. This man before her is hard to defeat, but that doesn’t mean she is going to give up on all the work she put into Anna.

She can’t let just anyone walk in and take her slave rights before her eyes. She needs to fight back.

While the woman is checking out Amon, Amon does the same, and he is impressed by what he sees.

Anna’s stepmother is a stunner. A beautiful face, beautiful hair, and a sexy body. Even though the dress she is wearing is not explicit or provocative, it isn’t able to hide her big breasts and sexy curves.

Also, those pantyhose aren’t doing her any favor, hiding her sexiness; her long legs look perfect in them.

This makes Amon wonder what Anna’s dad has for him to actually get to call such a stunning woman his wife.

The woman notices Amon checking her out without hiding his intentions. She can clearly see the way he is looking at her, the eyes of a predator eyeing his prey. The woman gets a chill again, but she is a fighter; she is not backing down.

"Come in, sit down," Amon says. His tone, firm but not disrespectful.

The woman gives Amon and glare but does as she was asked. She can’t just start a dick measuring contest with someone like Amon. She has met a few people like Amon, and trying to dominate them upfront never works.

She needs to find cracks in them and then exploit them to her advantage.

"Mrs. Rivers, I heard you have something to discuss with me?" Amon questions with a confident smile on his face while he maintains eye contact with her.

"I think you know why I am here," Mrs. Rivers says.

"Oh, I don’t know what you are talking about, Mrs. Rivers," Amon says, continuing with his clueless act.

Mrs. Rivers gives him a cold glare. She knows the game Amon is playing, but she cannot counter it as the name of the game is still not out.

For her to do anything, she needs to spell out what she is really here for. There is no other way.

So she begins talking, "Okay, let’s cut the act. I know you are fucking my step daughter, and that’s a crime. I can have you arrested for it, but if you back off right now, I won’t make a huge deal out of it," Mrs. Rivers says in a firm tone.

As Amon hears her threat, the smile on his face continues to linger. It doesn’t fade away while he continues to stare directly into her eyes.

He then leans in a little forward and opens his mouth. "Mrs. Rivers, your first name is Marie, isn’t it? Can I call you Marie?" Amon asks.

Marie’s mind starts going through several thoughts, hearing Amon’s questions, she wonders where Amon is getting at.

She doesn’t speak and continues to stay silent.

"I will take your silence as a yes. So Marie, you are accusing me of having sex with your daughter?" Amon questions.

"Yes, I am, and if you know what’s good for you, you better back away from my Anna before I drag your ass to jail," She says in a much firmer tone while folding her arms underneath her big breasts. This makes them pop, even though they are completely hidden underneath her sweater.

Amon looks at her breasts and then goes back to staring into her eyes, a smug smile forms on his face as he leans in a little closer.

"And how do you know about this?" He questions.

Now that he has seen Marie and how hot and sexy she is, she is not going to escape from his grasp. He already has the stepdaughter under his control, and now he is going to have the stepmother under him as well.

He can already see himself having both Anna and Marie on their knees worshiping his cock.