Mother-Son Time (R-18)

As the days passed, the soldiers continued to level up rapidly. Each group, from the foot soldiers to the captains, underwent grueling training regimens designed to push them beyond their limits.

The captains had all reached level 50, standing on the threshold of stepping into their second-class awakening.

All that remained for them now was to choose their next class, a decision that would solidify their roles as true battlefield commanders.

Meanwhile, Adrian, while close to leveling up, had focused on more than just raw strength.

He spent time honing his battle experience, refining his techniques, and becoming sharper in his strategic thinking.

This had left him just shy of level 50, stuck at level 49. Had he remained in the training chamber for the full time, he knew he would have reached the next threshold, but he needed to leave the chamber before the time limit, in order to fulfill his plan.

His time was up, as the next morning, he would have to leave the chamber as he needed to return to Everhart Manor and open the entrance to the training chamber there, ensuring his deployment of force and return won't be easily noticed.

Adrian, inside one of the room, mentally summoned the system interface, quickly purchasing the necessary item to activate the training chamber at Everhart Manor.

He had become adept at interacting with his system discreetly, never revealing its true nature to anyone.

However, just as he was about to close the panel, he felt a sudden movement towards his lower half, something warm and soft.

Closing the system panel with a quick thought, Adrian turned his gaze downward. Isabella, completely nude, was kneeling in front of him, her lips wrapped around his cock as she moved rhythmically up and down.

Her eyes met his, filled with a mixture of lust and affection. Adrian couldn't suppress the deep moan that escaped his lips as Isabella continued her skillful ministrations.

She pulled back for a moment, her voice breathy and teasing. "We've been going at it all night, and you're still so hard darling."

Adrian swallowed hard, his throat dry at the sight of his mother, her lips glistening, her body flushed and sweaty from their earlier activities, making her look irresistible to him.

The sight of his mother, usually so composed and elegant, now fully immersed in her passion for him, was enough to stir a primal hunger deep within him.

"I can't help it," Adrian whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "You look so enchanting mother, you are driving me crazy."

A soft smile tugged at Isabella's lips as she resumed, her pace slow and deliberate, teasing him with her tongue as she took him deeper.

Adrian's fingers tangled in her hair, his body tensing with every movement she made. The sensations were overwhelming, each one sending shiver down his spine.

Isabella's eyes remained locked on his, her every action designed to please him, to bring him the pleasure he had given her countless times before.

Adrian knew she was fully devoted to him, and the intensity of her love and desire was something he had come to treasure deeply.

Suddenly, Isabella took out his cock from her mouth and stopped her blowjob. Isabella then pulled away and stood up gracefully, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.

Adrian barely had time to react before she gave him a playful push, sending him sprawling back onto the bed.

His body sank into the soft sheets as he looked up at her, a mixture of anticipation and desire coursing through his veins.

Isabella climbed onto the bed with a feline grace, her hands sliding over Adrian's chest as she straddled him.

Her fingers wrapped around his cock, positioning it right beneath her dripping pussy. Without hesitation, she lowered herself onto him, gasping as she took him fully inside her.

Adrian groaned deeply, the heat and tightness of her enveloping him completely. Isabella threw her head back, her hair cascading over her shoulders, and her body trembled with pleasure as she adjusted to the sensation.

For a moment, neither of them moved, savoring the intense connection that pulsed between them.

Then, slowly, Isabella began to move, her hips rocking as she set a slow but deliberate rhythm.

Adrian's hands found her waist, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he helped guide her movements.

With every rise and fall of her body, Adrian felt himself sinking deeper into her, the pleasure building between them in waves.

Unable to resist the temptation, Adrian raised his upper body, shifting their position so they were face to face.

Isabella's breath hitched as she felt his closeness, their gazes locking in a heated, intimate exchange.

Adrian leaned forward, his mouth finding the soft skin of her breast, his lips brushing against her nipple before drawing it into his mouth.

Isabella let out a soft moan, her body trembling as she continued to ride him. Her movements became more urgent, more frantic, as Adrian's tongue swirled around her sensitive nipple.

The sensation of his mouth on her breast sent jolts of pleasure through her body, and she couldn't help but arch her back, pressing herself more firmly against him.

Adrian's hands moved up her back, holding her close as his lips traveled from one breast to the other, his tongue and teeth teasing her mercilessly.

Isabella's breathing grew ragged, her movements becoming more erratic as the pleasure between them intensified. Her hips bucked harder, driving Adrian deeper into her with each thrust.

Isabella let out a deep, throaty moan as she rode Adrian, her hips grinding down on him with increasing intensity.

"Mmm… Adrian, you feel so good inside me," she whispered, her voice low and sultry, dripping with lust.

The sound of her pleasure only fueled his desire, his grip on her waist tightening as he guided her movements, helping her move faster.

Adrian groaned in response, his voice rough. "Mom… you're so tight," he growled, his fingers digging into her skin. "I don't know how much longer I can hold out…"

Isabella leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear as she moaned softly.

"Don't… I want to feel you come inside me, Adrian," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. Her words sent a jolt of pleasure through him, and his body tensed beneath her.

Her hips moved faster now, her body bouncing on top of him as she chased her release. "You love how your mother rides you, don't you?" she teased breathlessly, her voice ragged with need. "You love filling your mother up like this…"

Adrian's response was a deep growl, his hands moving to her hips, guiding her up and down with an almost primal urgency.

"Yes , Mom... I love it..." he gasped, his head falling back as the sensations overwhelmed him.

Isabella's nails dug into Adrian's shoulders, her face flushed with passion, and her eyes half-lidded as she rode him.

Adrian could feel himself nearing his own limit, his grip on Isabella's waist tightening as his body responded to hers.

Every thrust, every moan, every touch brought them closer to that inevitable release, their connection growing stronger with each passing second.

"Adrian..." Isabella's voice was a whisper, barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing,