The Sunday morning.
As Ianthe's senses came alive with a newfound intensity, she couldn't help but feel that something mystical was at work. She had always been sceptical of superstitions and legends, but the old Greek lady's words about the prayer to Aphrodite had stuck with her.
Now, as she lay in Jack's arms, she could feel the love between them pulsing through her very being. It was as if her sense of touch had been heightened, allowing her to feel the depth of their connection in a way she never had before.
As the charge of their embrace painted vivid images behind her closed eyes, Ianthe couldn't help but wonder if the prayer had somehow unlocked a hidden realm of perception within her. The old lady had warned her of a forgotten legend, but Ianthe pushed the thought aside, not wanting to spoil the moment.
She focused instead on the beauty of the world around her - the sounds that were fuller, the smells that were richer, the colours that were more vivid. And at that moment, she knew that her perception of the world had been forever changed.
With Jack's gentle touch and the love that flowed between them, Ianthe knew that anything was possible. As she basked in the glow of their shared passion, she felt grateful for the gift that had been bestowed upon her - the gift of a love that was beyond measure.
As Ianthe slowly stirred from her slumber, she became aware of Jack's hand resting on her waist, and the warmth of his body behind her. She couldn't help but smile as she remembered the passionate night they had shared together. She had never felt such a deep connection to someone before, and she knew that Jack felt the same way.
Ianthe's heart was fluttering with excitement as Jack's arm draped around her waist, pulling her close to him. She could feel his breath on her neck, and the warmth of his body against hers was electrifying. At that moment, she knew that there was no place she would rather be than in his arms.
As she brushed her hips against him, Ianthe felt a rush of emotions that she had never felt before. The electricity between them was undeniable, and the passion that they shared was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She surrendered to the pleasure completely, letting it consume her as she lost herself in Jack's embrace.
Jack could feel Ianthe's body moving against his, and the sensation was intoxicating. He knew that he had found something truly special with her, and he vowed to cherish this moment forever.
As Ianthe continued to move her hips against him, Jack felt his heart swell with emotion. He could sense the love that she had for him, and it only made his own feelings for her stronger. He moved his grip onto her breast.
He clenched his muscles trying to emphasize to Ianthe his readiness. This trick made his stiff manhood twitch a bit, pressing on her wriggling, soft buttocks.
As Ianthe moaned in anticipation, Jack felt an overwhelming urge to show her how much he cared for her. He leaned in close and gently kissed her shoulder, sending a thrill of excitement through her body. Ianthe shivered with pleasure, feeling his lips on her skin.
For a moment, they were lost in the magic of the moment. Jack continued to hold her close, his lips still lingering on her shoulder. Ianthe felt his warmth and the softness of his touch, and she knew that she was exactly where she wanted to be.
He felt her perfectly shaped nipple harden in his hand.
The breast was spilling out of the palm of his hand.
Ianthe stopped moving her hips and instead reached her hand to Jack's cock, shifted a bit and guided it into her warm, wet slit.
- Mmmmh! JACK! - She let out a gentle moan as her hips started moving up and down again, but now on her son's cock, which multiplied her sensation.
Ianthe's moan broke the silence of the bedroom and Amalthea opened her eyes and looked over at the two lovers. Ami stretched on the bed, letting go of Jack's back, and sat up to get a better view.
She watched as Ianthe and Jack held each other tightly, lost in the moment. Ami could feel the heat radiating off them, and she knew that their passion was intense. For a moment, she considered joining in, but she knew that this was their moment, and she didn't want to intrude.
Instead, Ami sat back and watched as Ianthe and Jack continued to make gentle love. She was happy for them. She was honoured to have such a handsome and well-endowed boyfriend and girlfriend, whose body was to kill for.
As the passion between the two lovers grew stronger, Ianthe let out another moan, and Ami felt a surge of desire. She longed for someone to hold her like that, to feel Jack's hips pressing against her ass, his cock stretching her and pressing against her cervix. But for now, she was content to watch from the sidelines, to revel in the beauty of their love.
- Good morning horny beasts! - Amalthea said smiling.
She moved her hand along Jack's back down to his perfectly muscular butt, which was moving at the great speed of his thrusts.
- Oh... go-good... moaning to... you too, Ami! - Ianthe squeaked.
- And. moaning. she. will. - Jack grunted through his teeth as his sister kissed him on the cheek.
- I am going to make some food. And coffee! - Amalthea said as she walked naked out of their bedroom.
- Thank - you - hooooooooo - ney! - Ianthe said as Jack started to pound her with full force.
Amalthea left the room leaving the door wide open.
Jack took hold of Ianthe's hand and pressed it to the mattress, turning her to lay on her belly and rolling on top of her. He supported his upper body with his hands.
- Stick your ass up. - Jack panted.
- Why would I? - She teased.
- So I can fuck you as hard as you deserve it. - Jack smiled.
- But... mmmm... it is going to be... - Ianthe paused excited by the dirty talk she was about to allow. She wiggled her ass provocatively. - Do you want to pound me like some cheap whore? Do you want me to be your cheap whore?
Jack felt dizzy with arousal.
Ianthe's words indicated that she gives away control of the situation.
She trusts him not to abuse the power.
- I am going to pound you like my voluptuous slut. - Jack grunted.
In response, she started lifting her ass and sticking it out for him while leaving her face on the bed.
Jack lifted his hands and rested them on her ass, taking a firm grip on her hips.
- Yeeees! - She moaned in anticipation. - Your slut-mummy!
- My cheap little whore! - He grunted loudly.
- OH FUUUUUUCK MEEEEEE! - Ianthe screamed as Jack now started moving in and out of her pussy at great speed slapping his hips against her ass. - Yes, MAKE ME YOUR CUMSLUT!!!!!
The sound of Jack's hips slapping rhythmically against Ianthe's ass accompanied by their moans and grunts was now filling the house.
Downstairs, Amalthea was done with prepping the scrambled eggs and started doing coffee.
The morning was quite lazy and neither she nor the lovebirds upstairs were bothered by the fact that it was 11 am already and Ami and Jack agreed for Lucy to come over in the morning.
Amalthea's brain was just emerging from the morning fogginess, thus she forgot all about her BFF coming over. Moreover, she forgot to tell Ianthe about it.
Amalthea was about to sit down and drink her espresso when she heard the knock at the door.
Without thinking much she stood up and went to open them.
With the cup of coffee in her hand, she pulled the door open and realised she was naked when the air brushed her skin.
- Oh, I will take that as an invitation! - Lucy smiled as she taxed Amalthea's naked body. It wasn't quite the first time she saw her friend's breasts or pussy. She has never seen the whole package at once, especially when she didn't expect it.
