Necromancer rampaging through the Realms

"I promise. I won't space out again." Aron had to do a lot of coaxing to finally get Mrs. Yana to share her findings with him. With an audible scoff at his face, the black-haired beauty allowed him to return his hands back on top of her voluptuous breasts. 

"I will not be repeating it." Yana warned with a cute pout, her expression making Aron drop a heartbeat. "Like I was telling.. there was a documented case similar to yours. A person ended up with a sentient skeleton summon." 

Aron had no idea where this conversation was going, but he had blind faith in Mrs. Yana. No matter what she decided for him, it will certainly be to his benefit.

Sure enough, in the next sentence, she laid out her plans for him. "In that case, the guy was only able to gain control over the summon by defeating it in combat. I want you to do the same."

Aron's hands which were busy fondling a pair of bulging boobies over the gown stopped midway. "Hm? You want me to fight it out with that guy?" 

"Indeed. While there is no guarantee it will work, regardless.. there is no harm in trying either." Aron was not really scared of the skelly. Nonetheless, be had seen that thing slice through a living person's neck with all the cold lifeless eyes. Anyone will find be a little anxious facing such a ruthless opponent. 

And Aron was no different. "Do I have to do it? Can't you just destroy that thing? That way I can start summoning regular skellies in peace." He contemplated. 

"Are you stupid? You want me to destroy such a unique specimen? Do you have any idea how special Ancient spells are?" The clueless face of the boy provided Yana with the answer to her question.

"Huff.." With a deep sigh, she calmed herself down. "Believe me boy, you are better off setting a contract with it. You don't know it now, but that summons is rather special." 

Finding Yana's spectacularly carved face so close to him, Aron can't help but gently reach out with his lips. Their kiss was not stretched out this time. After a short-lived display of affection, Aron smiled back at her.

"Then we will do as you are telling, Mrs. Yana. I believe in you." For a moment, even Yana spaced out, not expecting the boy to put so much trust in her. He didn't even bother arguing with her. A warmth simmered in her heart. 

Too bad, the warmth in her heart was not the only thing rising. "How rude.." Aron had suppressed his urges long enough. His rod poked into Mrs. Yana's behind. 

But even after that, the woman and the boy didn't react too severely. They had at this point adjusted to this new reality of Aron's erection. "You want me to help you out?" The mature lady generously offered.

"Ahh.. No.." Never in his life had Aron imagined a day like this will come when he will deny a handjob from Mrs. Yana. "I.. I mean.. I just took a bath. I don't want to get dirty all over again."

Even Yana was surprised by his denial but she didn't think too much of it. "Okay.. then I will inform you about when you will be facing off against your buddy." She raised herself up and talked for another few minutes with the boy when he got up to take his leave. 

"Hehe.. I am truly astounded. How come you didn't request for a night of sleep together?" Yana questioned while escorting the boy to her door. "I promised to drop by Mrs. Darlene's room as well today. So I would like to keep my cuddling quota for another day." 

His sweet words made Yana chortle as she watched the boy cross the corridor and knock on the opposite door. "Now I know the reason for that perfume hahaha.." The lady talked to herself before laughing sheepishly and retiring to her apartment. 

On the other side, Aron was left mesmerized by the next beauty who had appeared in front of him. "Good evening, Mrs. Darlene." Showing proper etiquette, the boy bowed in respect for the lady.

His gesture was more formal compared to when he met Mrs. Yana. "Hmph.. just look at you. You think if you act all decent, I can't see through your lecherous heart?" Darlene seems to have been laying in wait for him for a long. 

Aron's arms were clasped and the boy was forcefully yanked inside before the door was shut with a thud. "Ahh.. how come I am being lecherous, miss. You were the one who made the offer." 

"That's because you were the one wanting to put it in my mouth, you idiot. I only put a condition on it." "Yeah, but you could have denied it altogether. You had that option, didn't you?" 

Apparently losing the argument, Darlene resorted to flipping the board itself. As they stepped into her room, she stuck her lips onto his, successfully deterring him from speaking any further. 

Both of them were extremely lustful. Aron reacted by pulling his pants down in a single attempt. Next, his hands undid the red robe Darlene covered herself with. The long cloth slipped off her shoulders, revealing her naked body beneath in all its glory. 

Fresh out of the bath, there was a sweet scent prevailing in the air around the woman. This time Darlene didn't bother hiding half her face behind her mask. Aron had filled her with enough confidence to take it off and kiss him without escaping his eyes.

"I was very impatient today, Ms. Darlene." Aron confessed, making the redhead use both her hands to hold his long wood. "Shh.. don't call me miss. When we are in private.. I prefer Darlene." 

Her hands gently rubbed over his eager cock that was gaining length every passing second. With that, Darlene's heartbeats rushed. She can feel an unknown thrill build up inside her. An excitement like she had never experienced before bubbled in her. 

Aron cupped her face and relished in her beauty. He wouldn't lie to himself. The scar on the left half of her face didn't look pretty. Even so, it wasn't something he could not ignore. Ms. Darlene was a benevolent lady and that's the only thing that mattered. 

Proceeding to kiss her succulent red lips, this time the couple suckled each other for an extended period. With their lips locked together, Darlene stroked his cock while Aron played with her bulging tits. 

"You sure are ready for it, aren't you." A fascinated Darlene commented, struck speechless by the enlarging girth of his penis. "Hehe.. it's out of my control. You are too gorgeous for that." "Sweet talking chump.. huh.." 

Darlene pushed him away, but the big smile on her face can't hide the fact that she approved of his praise. "Sit on the sofa.." Not explaining it, Aron saw the woman turn around and leave the room with a set of undulating rears.

Still, in disbelief at his luck, the boy held onto his pecker and fell onto the cushioned couch behind him. Darlene returned less than a minute later, bringing a bottle of probably vegetable oil with her.

"Sorry, I don't keep massaging oil handy with me. So we got to make do with this." She playfully bit her tongue before settling on the ground between Aron's separated legs. "Well, I thought your mouth will anyway be lubricated.. but anyhow.. I don't mind it." 

Darlene turned red at the young boy's mention of her mouth so casually. "Ehh.." She can only click her tongue in annoyance. Time to time she will find herself grossly incapable of defending against Aron's shameless words. 

Ignoring him, she squeezed cohesive amounts of oil directly on the tip of his cock. The slick oily liquid sliding down along the length of the shaft held its own appeal in Darlene's eyes. 

It had been decades since she had touched the male organ this closely. Also, this must be the first time she did so out of her own desire. She blinked watching the oil take time traveling along the length of the penis before ending up on the ball sack. 

With a few more squeezes, Aron's little brother was generously doused in lubrication. With a dazed smile, all ten of Darlene's fingers curled around the shaft. 

Aron meanwhile helped groom her head, taking care of any stray hair that was on her face. He didn't want to disturb her thought, so Aron waited for her to get out of her stupor on her own. 

Her hands began sliding up and down at the same time as her grip gained strength. He squeezed the hose like organ tight, stroking it up and down regularly. 

"I don't have much experience with this.. so bear with me." Darlene remarked. Aron was a little surprised by her confession. Even with the relaxed rules about sex in their society how can a grown woman like her lack experience?

Though it didn't make sense to him, he didn't let the thought linger around. "Go ahead.. I am not in hurry either." He pushed his legs further apart, taking a much more relaxed position on the couch. 

With a nod, Darlene faced her intimidating nemesis. Continuous strokes from her soft hands had made the slack penis morph into a monster. Just the thought of one day laying under this thing was filling her heart with trepidation. 

At the same time, there was strange anticipation as well. After an audible gulp, Darlene separated her lips and drew out her red tongue. Her hands peeled the skin of the swollen knob, she gently touched it with her appendage. 

A shock traveled down her spine. Even before she had touched down, the strong smell originating from the sex organ was overwhelming her. And now that she attached her tongue to the real thing, she can feel its taste on her buds. 

Aron saw the older lady gain confidence. Her flat tongue began taking longer swipes over his dong. "Tastes good?" He inquired. Darlene was stumped at his question. 

Did it taste good? Not really. Sometimes it was salty and sour simultaneously, at other times it was totally bland. And yet, she can't stop her actions of dragging her tongue across the length.

"It is." She responded in short, still mulling the reason for her sustained licking. Eventually, after she had run her tongue along Aron's big shaft more than a dozen times, Darlene concluded her findings. It was not the taste that kept her going, rather.. it was her attachment with the hard piece of meat itself that didn't let her drop it. 

Also, there was an inherent sense of duty towards the boy. She wanted to please him. She wanted to see him smile. Including that with her wonderment about the genitalia.. it made perfect sense for her now.

Both her hands held onto the base of the cock as she chose to attach her lips to the swollen knob. "Uuughh.." Aron moaned as the pressure on the tip increased manifolds in a single instant. "Yeahh.. Darlene.."

Darlene's red eyes were trained on the boy, taking in every change of his expression. Once ecstasy made its way to his face, the redhead herself felt a relief prevail. 

Parting her jaws wide, Darlene swallowed the entire pink top in a single gulp. With the upper portion residing in her mouth, her hands stroked the lower part of the shaft. 

From Aron's perspective, two-thirds of his dick was held in Darlene's hands while the other third was in her mouth. "It feels so good.. Darlene." He extended his hands to grope her breasts in the meantime. 

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