Family III

The days went by quickly and in a matter of the blink of an eye, 3 days had already passed.

Max woke up a bit in a bad mood. Since he had made Maria pregnant he had not been able to have sex with her. In his previous life he was a total virgin and he had no idea if having sex during pregnancy was harmful to the child. He had seen several hentai where they did it like this, but if there was one thing Maxwell could easily say without fear of being wrong, it was that nothing that will happen in a hentai was really realistic. After all, in hentais they even fuck ghosts.

Besides that he was in another world and more than that in a medieval time. The level of medicine in this world was nothing compared to hers, and there may even be complications in childbirth. Another thing that greatly intrigued Maxwell was that it was well known that the royal family practiced incest, supposedly to keep the lineage clean. The strangest thing is that even after several generations of practicing this tradition, they had never had a malformed child or with a congenital disease.

I guess different world, different rules. Like magic.

Magic

Now that he thought about it, Maxwell found it strange. Apparently magic could only awaken in the nobility. There were none among the common people, it was for this reason that the nobility could rule with an iron fist in this age. It was not necessary to use the church as the ancient nobility did in their world.

Apart from all that, one thing to keep in mind about magic in this world is that it was completely intuitive.

There were no grimoires, no magic books. There were no magic circles, no schools of magic. The skills that are learned are intuitively as the person grows, as does the amount of magic inside him. For that reason the person who could learn a certain amount of skills at a young age was considered talented. Besides that certain abilities were more powerful than others.

It all depended on talent and affinity for the element of him.

...

Maxwell dressed quickly and walked in the direction of the dining room. It was an already Arriagada custom to always eat as a family.

But he was always a source of stress for Maxwell.

When he got to the dining room, almost everyone was there. All in their respective places, since even in a simple meal everyone sat according to their own state.

Magnus leading the way with 16 handcuffs on him, 8 on each side. After that came his sons, with Marcus first, then Mateo and Gerald. Previously after Gerald sat Jhon one of the twins who was only a few months older than him. But now that position was his and Jhon had his previous position. After all the male children, the females came and after all that there were his first sister and her husband, as well as her uncle and family. Since they were practically no longer part of this family nucleus.

"Hello maxwell."

"Hello Gerald."

Like every morning for these three days, Gerald tried to start a conversation, but he responded dryly and without encouragement.

Everything went smoothly, until his father came up with a brilliant idea (Sarcasm).

"Maxwell come here, sit next to me."

The entire dining room was silent for these simple words. But Maxwell couldn't openly go against his words.

The position when sitting down to eat was very important in this family and the fact that his father invited him to sit next to him was a sign to others of how much he appreciates him.

From his position, Maxwell could see clearly how Marcus's face turned red and several veins were painted on his forehead.

He immediately got up from his seat and addressed Marcus.

"Brother. Do you want us to change positions?"

His words surprised everyone. It was all about symbolism.

When his father gave him that seat, he showed how much he appreciated it, which alarmed his siblings. But by rejecting that position and handing it over to Marcus, he was also giving a message of disinterest in that position and the power struggles.

Marcus happily agreed and Maxwell sat down in Marcus's old seat with a weary sigh. Max couldn't help looking at Magnus.

What is that old man thinking? Drag me hard into the struggles for power? He is going to need more than this.

And that's how breakfast started. Everything would return to normal and they would eat their breakfast with ease ... Or so Maxwell thought.

When Maxwell was about to eat some fried egg, he felt someone grab his penis. He immediately looked up to see Penelope to her left smiling at him.

She is a whore.

Maxwell smiled to himself. In this world the wives sat to the left of her husband and since she had switched places with Marcus, now Penelope was at her side.

Penelope was so daring that she reached into her pants and began to jerk him off with up and down movements.

Maxwell like him was neither a fool nor a prince. She also reached under the tablecloth and out of everyone's sight. When he touched her legs he realized that she was there, she already had her dress rolled up, waiting for hers to touch her.

Without thinking twice he began to caress her and quickly went to the slit of her that was already wet. Touching and stroking the fine wet cloth that separated her fingers from Penelope's aroused cunt, Maxwell could not contain himself. He brushed away the fine fabric and dug his finger deep into her.

He looked up to see Penelope lightly biting her lip. He inserted a second finger and watched as she opened her mouth a little breathless. Seeing this, Maxwell began to put both fingers in and out with a progressive increase in speed.

But at the same time that he did it, Penelope also got excited, squeezed hers and increased the speed as well.

Maxwell was so excited that unknowingly her right hand also moved and caressed the thigh of one of her legs. But this leg was not Penelope's since she was to her left. To her right was ... Rosa.

Mateo's wife.

He turned to look at her to see her reaction, but she was looking away, as if she didn't notice her.

Although her hand stroked her legs over her dress, she still felt amazing.

Temptation invaded him and in an aroused state he continued caressing her rose thighs.

As time passed and there was no reaction from this, Maxwell became more courageous. He raised her hand and the place where she was slowly stroking until she was inches from her vagina, but Rosa still did not react or turn to look at him.

It was already obvious to Maxwell that Rosa knew he was caressing her and the fact that she said nothing, moved or even looked at him was practically an invitation for hers to continue.

With her heart in her hand and with great emotion, Maxwell made the final leap from the thigh to the pink vagina.

This time there was a reaction on his part. He instinctively closed her legs, but didn't turn to look at him or say anything.

At first Maxwell was scared, but observing her reaction closely, he continued stroking. Maxwell stroked Rosa's mount of venus slowly and sensually. Until after a few minutes they themselves slowly spread her legs and Maxwell could comfortably caress Rosa's fleshy vaginal lips over her fine dress.

And just like that, out of nowhere, Maxwell was happy with bliss.

With his left hand he put his fingers in and out of Penelope's wet vagina and with his right hand he caressed Rosa's vagina. Besides that, Penelope was jerking him off.

Maxwell couldn't help but lift his head to see Mateo and Marcus. Kill us happy to be next to him and to be able to talk with him and Marcus who happily chatted with his father, while he put his fingers into his wife.

What a pair of idiots of him !!

But ... I love this family.