[The Cuckolding History of a Jerk] (A Rewritten Version of His Romantic Affair]

Chapter 1 A Sudden Turn of Events
????? I suddenly "woke up." Where am I? Who am I? I didn't open my eyes immediately, because my mind was still in a state of chaos. I don't know how much time passed before I fully regained consciousness. I know who I am now. I am the omnipotent ruler of the universe—the Lord of Chaos, only my current identity is the wandering magician "Vell Randy," who came to this world in disguise to stop the Fourth War between Gods and Demons. Of course, I wouldn't do unpaid labor. That kid Xiao Chuang ("The Creator God" is my sworn brother, I often call him Xiao Chuang) promised me countless riches and countless beautiful women—such tempting conditions, it's really hard to resist.
????? Wait…wait a minute, why did this kid add a condition after "countless beautiful women"? ("When an irresistible reason arises, these women may lose their virginity?") Are you kidding me? I am the mighty Lord of Chaos, letting my women be taken by others? Does Xiao Chuang have a death wish? As I angrily tried to seize this despicable creator god, I discovered he had already vanished, leaving only a voice echoing in my ears, "Big brother, I'm sorry, but to uphold the laws of my creation, I can't let you have all the beauties in this world. Otherwise, the world would return to the Jurassic period. Big brother, don't worry, I think you'll like the arrangements I've made for you..." Damn
it! Although I was furious, there was nothing I could do. Besides, I just felt deceived. Since my birth, I had been wandering the universe and didn't know much about the concept of beauty. I was only somewhat intrigued after hearing Little Creator's introduction. Since he said I would like it, I might as well give it a try.
With this thought in mind, I woke up. First, I absorbed a large amount of elemental energy from the universe to enrich my reincarnated body. Then, my keen hearing detected light footsteps, and a beautiful girl came into my view. I began to carefully examine the girl before me. Jet-black hair, a beautiful face. Her short, ear-length hair looked delicate, with a small, upturned braid on the upper left side of her head. She wore a white blouse with a large collar, the slightly oversized sleeves reaching above her soft, adorable hands. A large blue crystal button was set between her slightly rounded breasts. The blouse reached above her knees, with small green lace trim along the edges.
She wore matching white trousers with the same green pattern at the cuffs. Her cute little bottom was partially hidden by the rounded hem of the blouse, its pert shape visible through the curve. On her feet were a pair of deerskin ankle boots, slightly pointed at the front and with a two-centimeter heel, perfectly encasing her slender feet. Beautiful, absolutely beautiful—that was my only feeling. The girl noticed my gaze, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly grabbed her bowl and pot and left the house. I opened my mouth to call out, but realized I hadn't even asked her name yet—how rude of me!
While the girl was away, I found a mirror on the table and began to examine my appearance. Thankfully, Xiao Chuang hadn't turned me into a pretty boy; I appeared in the mirror with a rather masculine look, which I was sure would attract many girls.
I then checked my magic bag and discovered I had a considerable amount of money—enough to rival a nation's wealth. It seemed Xiao Chuang had prepared this as my capital for picking up girls. However, what I didn't expect was that this money would lead my wives to implement a male version of the Genji plan, making me truly regret having such a large sum of money.
After finishing all that, I went outside and found the girl talking to a graceful young woman. Seeing me, the girl's face flushed slightly. She stood up and said, "Why didn't you rest a little longer?"
I smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, I've rested enough." Then I introduced myself, "My name is Will Randy."
Upon hearing my name, the girl's face turned bright red. "I...I'm Lilia, this...this is my mother, Melina..." The young woman turned around, allowing me to see her clearly.
I was stunned, almost breathless. She was so beautiful, beyond my imagination.
Melina's hair was styled in a high bun, with a few strands falling at her temples. A charming smile graced her beautiful face. She wore a plaid jacket, the front draped diagonally at her left waist and tied in a bow. Her full breasts stretched the jacket tightly, revealing the perfect curves of her breasts. Although she already had a daughter as old as Lilia, her breasts remained firm, as if if one were to gently loosen the bow at her waist, those jade-like breasts would leap out of her jacket and bounce right in front of you, trembling and seemingly unattainable.
Melina wore a straight-cut, light blue long skirt, slightly tight at the hips, perfectly showcasing the full, rounded curves of her buttocks. A slit at the back of the skirt reached her knees, revealing glimpses of her calves as she moved; the perfect length, the perfect curve of her calves, and her translucent skin all contributed to Melina's alluring beauty.
The skirt was also very form-fitting in the front, and when Melina stood still, a glimpse of her beautiful lower abdomen was faintly visible between her jacket and skirt. The skirt clung to her flat stomach all the way down to her feet, the slightly elastic fabric revealing Melina's full thighs. The skirt dipped slightly between her pressed thighs and lower abdomen, forming an inverted triangle that sparked endless fantasies, imagining the beautiful spring scenery beneath.
Gazing at Melina, bathed in the setting sun and radiating captivating charm, I was stunned. Melina's pretty face, flushed by the sunset, was so beautiful and warm; her voluptuous figure exuded a noble air in the red glow, so elegant and dignified, yet so simple and warm. If Lilia hadn't told me this was her mother, I would have thought Melina was her sister.
This...this isn't human, this is clearly a goddess, no, even more beautiful than a goddess! "Where did you come from, Young Master Randy?" A voice like heavenly music emanating from Melina's cherry-like lips jolted me from my daze. I then noticed that both mother and daughter were staring at me with slightly flushed faces; it seemed my staring had offended them.
I quickly apologized and then kept praising their beauty, which cheered them up. Time passed by in pleasant conversation, and soon it was time for dinner.
At this moment, two more beautiful girls arrived, one older and one younger. They were clearly sisters, as their appearances were strikingly similar. They had long, slightly brown hair, slender, semi-circular eyebrows, bright, star-like eyes, small noses, cherry-like lips, and slightly slender figures. Wearing light green dresses, they looked stunningly beautiful.
"Eileen, Dora, you've come at the right time! Let me introduce you..." Lilia pointed at me and said, "This is Will Randy, whom we rescued." Through Lilia's introduction, I learned that the older sister was Dora, and the younger sister was Eileen.
"I am Will Randy. It's an honor to meet you two ladies." I was very polite, though my heart was pounding again. I managed to resist the urge to stare at them, avoiding any further rudeness in front of the girls.
After the four of us sat down again, Dora and Eileen naturally asked me where I came from and what I was doing there. Fortunately, I didn't have to repeat myself; Lilia answered for me. I also learned that it was Lilia, Dora, and Eileen who had found us that morning, and that Dora, Eileen, and Lilia were very close friends. I also learned that Dora was seventeen and Eileen was thirteen; their mother had died five years ago, and they lived here with their father, Chris.
As we chatted, Melina brought in the food and warmly invited Dora and her sister to join them for dinner. The sisters seemed quite comfortable at Melina's house and quickly invited their father, Chris—a burly man in his thirties—over. As soon as
Uncle Chris entered, he exclaimed how delicious the food smelled, then pulled a bottle of liquor from his pocket and called out to me, "Will, want to have a couple of drinks with me?"
Drinking? I'd never tried it before. What would it be like? Just as I was about to nod in agreement, Dora blushed and pouted, "Dad, you're drinking again… Last time you got drunk…" Dora stopped abruptly, as if suddenly remembering something, and tried to grab the bottle, but I noticed her face turned even redder.
Uncle Chris quickly hid the bottle behind his back and pleaded with Dora, "Dora, I haven't had a drink in over a month. Melina's treating today, and it's to welcome Will, so please be lenient? I promise I won't get drunk again..." For some reason, I noticed Uncle Chris's face was also very red. This father and daughter seemed really strange.
Dora looked at me, then at Uncle Chris, and finally gritted her teeth and nodded, "Okay, you can drink, but not too much."
Uncle Chris was overjoyed, "Dora, don't worry, I won't get drunk this time." He poured himself a large bowl of wine, then said to me, "Will, do you want some too?"
Of course I was curious, so I nodded, "Sure, Uncle Chris, I've never drunk alcohol before, I'd like to try it today.
" And so, Uncle Chris and I, one glass after another, unknowingly finished the entire bottle of wine. Even the women had drunk quite a bit. I felt a bit heavy-headed and rested my head on the table, while Uncle Chris, his face flushed, hummed a song loudly, leaning most of his body against Dora. He seemed oblivious, twisting his body as if he didn't realize it. To me, Uncle Chris was rubbing his body against his daughter Dora's delicate skin, and Dora, seemingly tipsy, didn't stop her father from rubbing against her; instead, she leaned closer…
Seemingly sensing his daughter's embrace, Uncle Chris's emotions surged. He impulsively reached out and pulled Dora into a full-body hug, his hands stroking her pink back. "Oh, Dora, my good daughter, Daddy missed you so much… You and your mother are so alike…
" Uncle Chris leaned in to kiss Dora's lips as he spoke, but Dora seemed to regain her senses and turned away, whimpering, "Dad... last time you were drunk... you... you took my first kiss, and now... now you want to violate me again..."
Seeing his daughter unwilling to kiss him, Uncle Chris—no, I shouldn't call him uncle anymore—suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Chris didn't force her, but turned back to his other daughter, Eileen, grinning broadly, and said, "Eileen, my good daughter... come here, let Daddy kiss you... Daddy hasn't kissed you in so long..."
Young Eileen had drunk a little, and her little face was flushed. Hearing her father Chris's words, she leaned in without thinking and brought her pink lips closer. Seeing his daughter's lips approach, Chris's breathing quickened. He opened his mouth wide, completely covering Eileen's lips, and then kissed her passionately and quickly.
Chris kissed her passionately, practically holding Eileen's small mouth tightly. I could see his mouth constantly moving; through the magical energy, I sensed him sucking on Eileen's cherry lips with smacking sounds, while his tongue relentlessly pushed against her tightly closed teeth, as if trying to penetrate her mouth. Eileen
's female instincts made her clench her teeth to prevent Chris's tongue from entering her mouth, but she was simply too young. At only 13, she couldn't resist her father's fierce onslaught. Finally, with the effort of Chris's tongue, Eileen's small mouth was forced open, and her sweet lips were ultimately conquered by her father's tongue.
"Mmm..." Eileen couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Her father's tongue swirled around inside her small mouth, plundering the fragrant saliva secreted in her mouth, entwining with her soft, tender tongue, and scraping against her white teeth...
I saw Eileen's expression slowly change from initial resistance. After Chris's tongue stirred around in her small mouth, her expression gradually became more pleasant. Her small hands unconsciously gripped her father's shoulders, and her previously hardened tongue gradually responded to her father's tongue.
While Eileen and Chris were engrossed in their passionate kiss, Melina and her daughter Lilia were stunned by the lewd scene of father and daughter kissing. Lilia covered her face and peeked through her fingers, while Melina watched openly. Her slender hands rested on her firm, shapely legs, gripping her skirt tightly, twisting it into a knot from the force. She stared intently at Chris and Eileen's lips, which were pressed together in a passionate embrace. Her heavy breathing caused her already firm breasts to sway back and forth like a pair of large white rabbits.
Whether it was fate or something else, Chris suddenly stopped his passionate kiss with Eileen. But Eileen, seemingly unsatisfied, quickly slipped her tongue into Chris's mouth, mimicking his earlier actions and teasing him. Having received his daughter's offer of a kiss, Chris forgot everything else and focused intently on kissing Eileen. He used his tongue to continuously send his saliva into Eileen's mouth, while simultaneously swallowing the sweet saliva his daughter offered. The two of them happily consumed each other's saliva, the sounds of kissing and spitting filling the air.
This situation was something I, as a Chaos God, had never encountered before. Besides a slight sour feeling, I felt mostly excitement, a feeling that even I found hard to believe.
Just as my hand unconsciously landed on his penis, Chris finally broke free from his daughter Eileen's mouth again. He staggered to his feet and walked towards Melina, who was moaning softly with her head down. My heart suddenly pounded, and a voice inside me cried out anxiously, "Quick, stop him..." Just as I was about to get up to stop Chris, another voice surged within me: "No, don't go... Weren't you having a good time just now... So... now... enjoy even greater pleasure..."
While my heart was raging with this internal struggle, Chris had already reached Melina. Without any hesitation, he reached out and lifted Melina's pretty chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"Melina...open your sweet little mouth...let me taste your tongue..." Chris's lewd gaze was fixed on Melina's luscious cherry lips. Under the influence of alcohol, her already alluring lips now appeared even more luscious and tempting.
As if hypnotized, Melina's alluring eyes were now watery. She gently opened her mouth, and her pink tongue slowly extended, tracing circles along her lips. Chris's eyes followed her movements. After extending her tongue halfway, Melina suddenly withdrew it. Chris's expression immediately fell, and she pointed at his mouth, seemingly giving a hint.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Chris quickly released his grip on Melina's chin, then excitedly extended his tongue, the saliva dripping down in a thin white line.
Just as the saliva was halfway down, Melina quickly leaned in, opened her small mouth, and stuck out her pink tongue to catch the drop. Then, she slowly stood up, collecting the saliva and the string of saliva onto her tongue. Finally, she gently pressed the tip of her tongue against the tip of Chris's tongue. Her throat moved, and I knew she had swallowed Chris's saliva.
Even as a Chaos God, I couldn't understand why Melina was so proactive, so willing to stick out her tongue, so willing to swallow the saliva, so willing to connect their tongues. Was the effect of alcohol really that strong? Could it make such a beautiful woman like Melina willingly offer a kiss to a man? I don't understand, I really don't understand.
My inner turmoil raged once more. One voice cried out indignantly, "This is your favorite woman! How can you bear to watch her passionately kiss another man? Watch her exchange blows with another man, swallow another man's saliva... and even go further?"
Another, devilish voice replied, "Don't you find it more exciting to watch the woman you love kiss another man, swallow another man's saliva, and even make love to another man? As long as they ultimately belong to you, then you shouldn't worry about anything. Just enjoy this lewd spectacle!" …
Did
Melina and Chris actually engage in a passionate kiss, or even have sex? And was Lilia violated by Chris? Stay tuned for the next installment.

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