257: The Virgin Quest

The Virgin Quest

Even though I couldn't fuck them the way I wished anymore, now that they were aware of the possibility of getting pregnant, it didn't diminish the pleasure of our kushi sessions. In fact, it became even more exciting as they actively participated, putting in their own efforts and making the experience incredibly satisfying.2

Nonetheless, I successfully convinced both of them that I was going to be feeling their asses and sticking my fingers in their vaginas to get them wet enough so that I could fuck them immediately after I had finished with Ursa. This assurance was enough to satisfy them, although they didn't openly display their happiness. I wouldn't have noticed their hidden joy if it weren't for the twinkle that appeared in their eyes when my actions began to align with my words.

Interestingly enough, they continued to feign anger towards each other, although it was obvious that Grandma Derry carried most of the regret and had calmed down after her outburst. I observed Grandma Derry stealing glances at Grandma Vivian, who seemed lost in her own thoughts as we walked ahead, her eyes fixed on the road.

Although I couldn't decipher the exact thoughts in her mind, their previous confrontation gave me a deeper understanding of their relationship, offering a clue as to what might be occupying her thoughts in her dazed state.

'They really need some love," I thought once more as I let out a deep sigh. Placing my left hand on Grandma Derry's shoulder, I smoothly moved my right hand down to Grandma Vivian's waist, allowing my hand to slip under her tulga and grope her soft fleshy side cheeks.

Applying varying levels of pressure, I lifted her tulga, letting it rest on the shapely surface of her large backside. Then, I positioned my hand between her fleshy plump inner thighs and began using my two index fingers to rub against her matured vagina lips.

Unfortunately, time was not on our side, or else I couldn't guarantee that I could resist the temptation of giving them a quickie on the side of the road before reaching Ursa's hut.

However, thanks to my prior knowledge of the route to Ursa's hut, I managed to hop on my right leg for approximately thirty minutes -a feat made possible by my physically enhanced body. Finally, we arrived at the compound that surrounded Ursa's hut and her neighbours' homes.

"We've arrived," I stated, directing my gaze towards Grandma Derry, who appeared to be studying the compound intently, absorbing every detail. I then shifted my attention to Grandma Vivian, who had snapped out of her daze the moment I began stimulating her pussy lips.

"Well, what are we waiting for? We shouldn't waste any more time now that we're here. Let's go inside," Grandma Derry expressed, flashing me a wide smile. Despite her attempt to hide it, I could detect her underlying impatience beneath her cheerful tone, which I found amusing.

I turned my attention back to Grandma Vivian, gently tugging on her dampened insides with my two index fingers, sensing her trembling as she looked at me with a serious expression. She echoed Grandma Derry's sentiment, saying, "Derry is right. We shouldn't waste any more time now that we're here."

Well, with both Grandma Derry and Grandma Vivian finally agreeing, I confidently expressed, "Let's go then." They forcefully pulled open the makeshift wooden fence and walked inside, while I continued to hop forward with their support.

As we made our way, a persisting worry gnawed at me. I sincerely hoped that the detour we had taken to search for Dariya would prove worthwhile. Unless Dariya successfully delivered my message to the rest of my family and Aunt Greta, informing them of my absence before they stirred up a commotion, there was no guarantee that Grandma Derry, Grandma Vivian, and I could return to the farm without facing any problems.

Well, it's not that I doubted Dariya, as I had complete faith in her capabilities. However, a lingering thought crossed my mind -hadn't she seemed happier than ever when we last met?

Shaking off the distracting thoughts, as we had already arranged to meet again once I returned to the farm, I directed my gaze towards the three huts ahead of us. I gestured for us to head towards the one situated in the middle. Once we reached it, I gently released my right hand from Grandma Vivian's waist and knocked on the wooden door a few times.

With no response, I knocked on the door once more, this time with greater force and volume.

"I'M COMING!" A loud voice, sounding much more mature and firmer than Ursa's voice, came from inside. Already guessing who it might be, I watched as the door swung open, revealing a familiar figure.

It was Ursa's mother, but her appearance caught me off guard. Instead of her usual traditional tulga, she stood at the doorway naked, with water droplets glistening on her skin. A small cloth draped over her right shoulder, failing to adequately cover her exquisite fuckable bosom.

However, instead of speaking, I observed Ursa's mother bewildered gaze as it darted between Grandma Derry's impatient stance and Grandma Vivian's calm smile. Eventually, her focus settled on me, and her expression transformed into one of utter shock.

"YOU!" she exclaimed, pointing an accusatory finger at me. "You are Orion."

With a nod, I confirmed her suspicion. "Yes, it's me, Miss Lyra. I've come here to see Ursa," I replied, making sure to address her by name.

But instead of giving a verbal reply, she swiftly turned her head towards the inside of her hut and let out a piercing scream, "URSA, ORION IS HERE!" Then, with a warm smile directed at me, she gestured for me to enter. 

"Come in," she said, her voice filled with a combination of excitement and remorse. "I had heard about your planned visit this morning from Ursa, but I must admit, I had my doubts. It appears I should be ashamed for not believing the words of my own daughter's partner."

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