The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Mordred trembled all over, his cheeks flushed, his eyes blurred: "Ah... fathers... it's too intense... I want... I want..."

Altria lowered her head and kissed her daughter's lips, sealing her sweet moans between her lips and teeth. At the same time, she and Altria (Alter) tacitly accelerated the rhythm of their caresses.

"Mordred, let us make you comfortable together." Artoria parted her lips, spoke softly, and then she took the red cherry on her chest into her mouth.

"Hehe, looking at you like this, you look exactly like when I was conquered by your mother." Altria chuckled and kissed Mordred in the same way.

Under the skillful caressing of the two, Modred soon reached the climax. Her body trembled violently and her moans were sealed between her lips and teeth.

Wang Chong, watching from the side, felt his blood boiling, his Noble Phantasm already hard and painful. Watching this erotic scene before him, he felt that this moment was even more exciting than if he had personally participated in the action.

"Okay, little guy, we're ready. Chong, lie down. The other me and I have some interesting new ways to play. Do you want to try it?" Alter said with a joking smile.

"A new way to play?" Wang Chong lay down on the bed with great interest, his Noble Phantasm standing tall, looking incredibly fierce. Altria and Altria (Alter) glanced at Mordred, who was still a blur after reaching the top. They each grabbed Mordred's ankles, then looped his calves and thighs around their necks and lifted him onto their shoulders. Their other hands supported Mordred's waist and hips, lifting him up.

"Father...Father? What are you doing?" Mordred's head was still a little dizzy. She only felt that she was lifted up, with her whole butt hanging in the air. It was all thanks to Altria and Altria [Alter] each holding up half of her butt with one hand.

Wang Chong vaguely guessed something and watched with anticipation as the two women brought Mordred directly above their Noble Phantasms. Altria and Altria (Alter) knelt on either side of Wang Chong, aiming Mordred's spring at the erected Noble Phantasm below. Clear water from the spring still dripped onto the pillar, creating a strangely silvery effect.

When they descended to a certain position and the two sides touched, Mordred felt as if she had touched static electricity, and her mind suddenly became clearer. She looked down and found that she was already kissing the Master's Noble Phantasm intimately. Then she noticed that her two fathers had spread her thighs completely apart and lifted her up in an M shape onto Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm.

"Wait! Father! I can do it myself...I can do it myself!" Mordred couldn't help but feel a little panicked. If he was carried in, how could he control the rhythm of the subsequent movements?

"Hehe, you're saying you want to do it yourself now. Don't you think it's too late, little brat? If you had let go earlier, why would we have to do it ourselves?" A playful smile appeared on Altria's lips.

Altria held Mordred's waist with gentle but irresistible force: "Okay, Mordred, relax a little. Let us help you."

Mordred felt the burning sensation beneath him and couldn't help twisting his waist: "Ah... Father... This... This will... It will break..."

"Don't worry, we are already a family. How can we let you get hurt?" Artoria comforted softly, while slowly adjusting Mordred's position.

Altria [Alter] coordinated Altria's movements, ensuring that Mordred could swallow the target accurately and smoothly: "Look, it has hit the most sensitive spot."

As the two women moved, Mordred felt the burning treasure beneath her gradually pushing her body apart. She couldn't help but let out a sweet moan: "Ah... too... too big..."

Wang Chong watched this erotic scene, feeling the warmth and tightness of his Noble Phantasm enveloping him, and he couldn't help but sigh in satisfaction. The two kings' skilled movements and Mordred's shy reaction only made the scene more exciting.

"Mordred, you did a great job." Altria pinched Mordred's buttocks and continued, "We will love you well."

"Yeah, little one, let me see how much you can bear." Alter quickened the pace of her movements.

The two women skillfully lifted up Modred's legs and supported his body as he began to move up and down. Every time he entered, there was a dull sound, and every time he withdrew, there was a sound of pulling a cork.

Mordred felt that she was completely controlled by the rhythm of these three people. The pleasure came over her like a tide, making her consciousness begin to blur.

The two women worked in unison, slowly lowering Mordred downward, allowing her to completely engulf Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm. Mordred's waist twisted involuntarily, emitting sweet moans. The two women then lifted her up again, keeping her suspended in the air, moving her body up and down in a repetitive cycle. Each rise and fall allowed the Noble Phantasm to penetrate deeper, bringing a more intense pleasure.

"Look, how tightly you're biting A Chong." Artoria looked at Mordred's lower abdomen, only to see a slight bulge there moving up and down.

Alter matched Altria's rhythm, increasing the speed of his ascent and descent, and said, "Heh, looking at you, little brat, you're even more vulgar than I am."

Mordred tried to twist her body in shame, but was held firmly by the two kings. She could clearly feel the burning heat in her body and the constant pleasure.

Altria held Mordred's hand, and from time to time began to increase the pressure in rhythm: "Do you feel it? Your garden has completely accepted Chong."

Mordred felt like she was being roasted on a fire, waves of pleasure coming one after another, making it almost impossible for her to think. Her legs trembled unconsciously, and her toes curled up.

"Father...Master...I...I can't take it anymore..." Mordred's voice was already filled with tears.

"It's still early, kid." Alter chuckled and continued her actions.

Wang Chong could feel every contraction within Mordred's body, the tightness bringing him immense pleasure. He matched the two women's upward and downward movements, thrusting deeply each time.

Mordred's moans grew louder, her body completely lost in the bliss. The impact of her two fathers and the Master made her feel as if she was about to melt.

"Ah... I'm... I'm going to come..." Her voice was already tearful.

"Go, Mordred," Artoria said gently, "Let us see all of you."

Altria quickened the tempo of her movements, finally pressing him hard against her hips. "Come, let me see you reach the top once again. Just accept everything from Chong, little bastard."

Mordred could clearly feel the throbbing heat within her body; her body was completely controlled by her two fathers and her Master. With a low roar, Wang Chong released all of his scorching essence into the deepest part of her body.

"Ah! So hot... so much..." Mordred felt his body being filled up, and his whole body softened.

However, Altria and Altria [Alter] did not let her go, but continued to maintain their connected posture, allowing Wang Chong's magical essence to be completely blocked within Mordred's body.

"Huh, it's completely filled up by A Chong." Looking at the infatuated look of Mordred, Artoria's body suddenly became extremely hot. She rubbed her legs and could no longer bear it.

"Little guy, you're satisfied, but we've been exhausted for so long. Don't you even want to say thank you?" Altria said with a deliberately stern face, "Or do you want to experience something even more exciting next?"

Mordred felt a burning sensation and a sense of fullness within her, her whole body entwined in the arms of the two kings, tears welling in her eyes. After hearing Altria's terrifying, demonic words, she reluctantly raised her head and said, "Thank you... Thank you, father."

"And mother, why don't you thank me for loving and sowing you?" As she spoke, Altria also shook Mordred's waist and hips, making him extremely stimulated.

"Woo woo! Thank you... Thank you for your love, mother... Thank you for your sowing." Mordred couldn't stand the stimulation and couldn't help but say it.

Seeing Mordred's obedience, Altria (Alter) was satisfied and lifted Mordred up with Altria. Wang Chong watched his magical essence slowly flow out of Mordred, and his blood surged again, causing him to quickly have a new reaction.

Chapter 95: Mordred's Loving Father and Filial Piety (Part 2)

Mordred was temporarily carried aside to lie down and rest for a while, while Altria (Alter) was in charge of cleaning.

"You're saying... this is the method you've finally figured out for selecting the first person to accompany me into the new world?" Wang Chong's expression grew strange after listening to Altria's explanation. He asked, "Could this be another suggestion made by Black Irisviel on her own initiative?"

"Yes, it was indeed Black Irisviel who proposed it. However, when she first proposed it, everyone, like you, felt that it was a bit too absurd. But if you think about it carefully, when the time comes to enter a new world and a new environment, strong strength, sufficient brains, as well as tenacious will and patience are all indispensable. So using this kind of duel to compete can indeed convince people." Artoria said seriously.

"Are you sure... that a contest of who can replenish mana the longest has anything to do with strength, intelligence, tenacity, and patience? It seems only patience is somewhat relevant, right?" Wang Chong asked. "And you should also be aware that when you do something like that with me, the flow of time is inconsistent, right?"

"We're naturally aware of this. That's why we're only using the time flowing outside the room as a benchmark, and we'll have a dedicated referee team who aren't participating in the competition to assist with the judging," Altria said. "However, considering your time in another world, Chong, we'll use one night in real life as the assessment standard. Few people can last a full night anyway, and most people won't be able to keep going until two or three in the morning."

"You mean, not everyone should participate this time?" Wang Chong asked.

"Well, because many people know the importance of the first place, they must be able to actually help A Chong. Therefore, some people directly choose to give up and wait until there are more places in the future. Among those who gave up are: the three Gorgon sisters, Ellie, Aoi, Leticia, and Jeanne. The rest of the people will participate." Artoria said.

"Joan of Arc doesn't really compete for this kind of thing. Ellie, Aoi, and Leticia probably think they can't help. But what about the three Gorgon sisters? Aren't they the most active in this kind of competition?" Wang Chong asked doubtfully.

"Stheno and Euryale simply didn't want to go to the new world for trouble, and they didn't like the environment of the new world you described. Little Medusa knew that she couldn't hold on for too long, so she gave up on her own initiative." Artoria explained.

"Okay, now I understand." Wang Chong nodded and said.

"Are you guys done talking? If you're done, then is it okay for me to be the second one?"

While her other self was chatting with Wang Chong, Altria gracefully moved between his legs, leaned her head forward, and gently wrapped her slender tongue around the liquid-soaked Noble Phantasm. This was the cleaning work she had been doing.

She expertly sucked and licked, her tongue meticulously covering every nook and cranny, leaving no trace. She savored the flavor. Seeing that Altria and Wang Chong had almost finished their conversation, and Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm had already become incredibly hard, she naturally rose and knelt above Wang Chong's hips, shifting to a front-facing riding position. She supported Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm and slowly sat down, completely taking it inside her.

"Huh... This guy is really something I miss so much." After going to the bottom, Altria [Alter] showed a satisfied and charming look, chuckled and said, then began to move up and down slowly.

"Okay, since you want to be the second one and take the initiative so much. Then when it's my turn later, shouldn't I also take the initiative? Even you have to listen to my arrangements?" Altria said slowly.

"Haha, interesting. From the sound of your voice, it seems like there's some exciting way to play. Then I really want to experience it. So... by the same token, now that I have the initiative, shouldn't you also listen to my arrangements? So now, don't allow yourself to comfort yourself, and rely on the princess to help you reach the peak~ Of course, if you want me to help you, that's not impossible." Altria said with a smile.

"No need... Ha... Chong, I'll leave it to you." Altria took the initiative and slowly moved her vagina against Wang Chong's face, aiming her vagina at his lips. Wang Chong naturally understood Altria's intention and said with a smile, "Then I'll obey your command."

Then, Wang Chong grabbed Altria's buttocks with both hands, pulled them down, and immediately stuck out his tongue and began to lick them carefully.

"Hmm..." Altria let out a satisfied sigh, covering her mouth with one hand, enjoying the pleasure brought by Wang Chong's skillful tongue.

Mordred lay on the side, tilting her head to watch the scene before her. The lingering aftereffects in her body continued, leaving her numb and unable to move. From her perspective, Altria's graceful posture contrasted sharply with Altria's somewhat rough movements, both bringing extreme visual stimulation.

Altria felt Wang Chong's tongue exploring her body and couldn't help but increase the swing of her waist: "That's it... a little deeper..."

The room was filled with the ambiguous sound of water and blushing and heart-pounding breathing. The four of them were enjoying this absurd yet wonderful pleasure.

"Hmm... alter, it seems you are more anxious than I thought." Altria felt the movement of Wang Chong's tongue under her, and looked lazily at the other self who was accelerating.

Altria was now rising and falling vigorously, each time completely engulfing Wang Chong's treasure. Deep in pleasure, she couldn't help but tilt her head back to stretch her neck, veins bulging. She swung her hips faster and faster, sweat dripping down her graceful curves. Then, Altria looked back at her other self, already dripping with moisture, and said with a smile, "Hey, my other self, aren't you the same? Even getting so wet from Chong's tongue."

"Hmm... indeed..." Altria gently swayed her waist, bringing herself closer to Wang Chong's lips. "His tongue is truly amazing... He always finds the most sensitive spot..."

"But as a king, I cannot give up easily." Altria responded to the attack from below, reveling in the pleasure. She could feel Wang Chong licking her as he inserted two fingers and dug deeper. The electric-like stimulation made her hips twist more and more exaggerated.

Altria's pupils grew hazy with desire, and her breathing quickened. Her movements grew wilder, each time she completely engulfed Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm, she twisted her waist a few more times, thoroughly grinding against the deep wall before releasing it. Altria's face flushed, her royal dignity crumbling.

"Woo! Chong... you... your skills are still so outstanding." Altria's voice was tinged with seductiveness, yet she maintained her graceful demeanor. She twisted her slender waist, plunging herself deeper into this ultimate pleasure.

The sound of sticky water mingling at the junction of the two Heroic Spirits, mixed with the clashing of flesh, echoed throughout the room. Altria's movements grew more and more violent, the rationality in her eyes replaced by lust.

"Come on, let's see how long you can last." Altria smiled seductively and leaned closer to Altria's face. As they moved, he intertwined their fingers. Then, Altria suddenly lowered her head, their lips touching, their breaths meeting.

This deep kiss nearly made Altria lose her balance, but she quickly regained her rhythm, continuing to twist her waist in sync with Wang Chong's licking and digging. The liquid continued to flow out, being fully accepted by Wang Chong.

Two similar yet somewhat different figures intertwined, one elegant and noble, the other wild and uninhibited. As the amplitude of their movements increased, their panting became more and more obvious, foreshadowing the impending climax.

Wang Chong listened to the kissing sounds of Altria and the other girl overhead, and couldn't help but imagine the scene of their entangled lips and tongues. This made his desire even stronger, and he was no longer willing to be passive.

He began to thrust his hips upwards, thrusting hard into Alter's tight honey hole. Each impact hit the vital spot precisely, causing the arrogant king to moan brokenly.

"Well... A Chong... it was agreed that I would make the move... Really, do you have to conquer me as a husband? Huhu... Forget it, you are my princess and I am your wife, take good care of me... well! Send both of us to the peak of bliss." Alter naturally noticed the sudden increase in rhythm and excessive stimulation below her body, and spoke while panting. Then, she continued to indulge in a passionate kiss with Alter.

Wang Chong increased his pace, not forgetting to continue teasing Altria's clitoris with his tongue and fingers. The stimulation from both sides caused both women to tighten their clitoris, giving him an even more intense pleasure.

"Haa... Chong... faster..." Altria spoke intermittently.

"I want to do the same...harder..." Altria also began to respond to the impact.

After hundreds of consecutive thrusts, Wang Chong finally reached his breaking point. He thrust hard into the deepest depths, pouring his thick magical essence into Altria's body. Waves of boiling white juice gushed out, one after another, striking directly against the sensitive entrance.

"Ah... too much... so hot..." Altria tilted her head back, her perfect neck forming a graceful curve. Her honey hole contracted like a spasm, greedily sucking in every drop of essence.

At the same time, Wang Chong didn't forget to take care of Altria in front of him. His tongue and fingers stirred in the already flooded vagina, and under this stimulation, Altria also reached her peak.

"Um...A Chong...there..." Artoria said, and a clear spring gushed out, pouring on Wang Chong's face.

The two Altrias hugged each other, trembling, warmth coursing through their bodies. Wang Chong's essence continued to pour in, causing Altria's abdomen to swell slightly.

"You're so greedy..." Wang Chong said with a chuckle, and at the same time, he went deeper and delivered all the remaining stock.

The two Altrias held hands tightly, immersed in the ultimate pleasure. A milky white liquid slowly flowed down from between their legs, leaving a wet mark on the bed.

Despite having already released his energy once, Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm remained strong. He planned to savor these two stunning kings a few more times while the afterglow lasted.

Chapter 96: Mordred's Loving Father and Filial Piety (End)

"Damn it... I never thought that the self-proclaimed noble and upright me would actually do something to me here. Huh... Huh..."

At this moment, Altria [Alter] took the posture of a puppy crawling, supporting her body with her arms and legs open, and trying her best to keep her back in a horizontal line.

"Keep your word, Alter. Besides, even I have used deception before. The fact that you fell for it only shows that you are too proud. Just be a good mount for Chong and me." At this moment, Altria had a smirk on her face. Seeing Wang Chong sitting on Altria's (Alter) white waist wrapped in black gauze, she was also eager to try and sit on it.

"Oh, of course I keep my word. I can understand letting you two ride on my back. But what are you planning to do by letting this brat lie under me?" Altria looked down at Modred and said.

At this moment, Mordred was lying on the bed, with his head facing the opposite direction of Altria, facing the secret garden that was dripping with white liquid. The liquid dripped on Mordred's face, making her feel sticky, but she was so nervous that she dared not move at all.

"I just don't want you to be sitting under me like this. It's getting too boring to keep you in this position. What's wrong? Are you afraid of Mordred now?"

Altria knelt beside Wang Chong and Altria (Alter), her hands resting on Wang Chong's thighs. She grasped Wang Chong's treasure with her delicate hands and poked it up and down. Her scallion-skinned fingers flexibly struck the treasure like plucking a string, rubbing it gently with her fingertips from time to time. Occasionally, she would spit saliva into her palms, then place it on the treasure and wipe it carefully, making it shiny.

"...That's really suspicious. You want to provoke me? But I've said it before, I'll wait and see. In that case, I'll see what kind of entertainment the other me has prepared for me. Well, before that, I'll take good care of the little guy." Altria laughed wryly. With her waist strength, she could let two people ride on her even without using her hands for support.

Therefore, her hands directly found Mordred's secret garden, and her fingers began to stimulate the jade beads on the top, causing Mordred to let out a sweet cry in surprise, and said with a trembling voice: "Black father...father, wait...wait, this is too exciting...wu!!"

"Hmph, little bastard. Since I can't play with the other me and your mother, I'll have to start with you." Altria swayed slightly, her snow-capped peaks swaying back and forth beneath the nearly transparent black veil. As her body swayed, a few more drops of white liquid flowed from the secret garden, this time dripping directly into Mordred's moaning mouth, nearly choking him.

"As long as you're happy." Seeing that Mordred and her alter ego had already begun their playful intercourse, Altria decided it was time for her to savor the main course. Altria stood up, and again, she rested on Altria's waist. However, Altria now sat on Wang Chong's thighs, leaning back against him. Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm swung between Altria's legs, its shaft rubbing against her entrance, creating a small splash of water.

Altria gripped the Noble Phantasm with both hands, as if she were manipulating her own Noble Phantasm, a curry stick. Her delicate fingers wrapped around the "curry stick," gently kneading it in a rhythmic rhythm. Each grip was perfect, neither too loose to cause slippage nor too tight to cause pain. She sometimes sped up her pace, sometimes slowed it down, pleasing Wang Chong in various ways.

Soon, glistening nectar oozes from the tip, drawing silver strands across Altria's delicate flesh. Her movements become more skillful and experienced, accompanied by increasingly rapid breathing. Her palm rubs the smooth surface, while her fingertips constantly stimulate the most sensitive areas.

"Hmm...it seems the time has come..." Altria bit her lip lightly and stood up from Wang Chong's lap. She slightly parted her legs, aligned her vagina with the erect Noble Phantasm, and slowly lowered her waist.

At first, it was just a brief exploration, then a full, deep thrust. The narrow passage was stretched completely, every wrinkle smoothed out. A tingling sensation spread from the point of contact, drawing sighs of satisfaction from both of them.

After a moment's adjustment, Altria began a slow, rhythmic movement. She twisted her hips, letting the hard shaft circulate within her. Each rise and fall brought forth a touch of spring water, shimmering voluptuously in the candlelight.

As the pleasure built, her movements grew more intense. Her sweat-soaked body flushed a faint pink, and her golden hair swayed on either side of her face. The figure below matched her rhythm, thrusting his hips and hips, bringing each penetration to its deepest and heaviest depth.

The room echoed with the sounds of slapping, mingled with the intertwining moans of man and woman. Artoria arched her neck, her back arched like a graceful swan. She stretched her arms, trying to grasp at something, but there was nothing. Ultimately, she clutched tightly at the veil hanging in front of her, enduring wave after wave of intoxicating pleasure.

Altria's ears rang with whispers, and those passionate whispers gradually ignited a flame within her. Her golden eyes deepened, and her fingers continued to wander between Mordred's petals.

"Haha, listen to how beautiful your voices are." Altria deliberately leaned close to Mordred's ear and whispered, while increasing the intensity of her caress. Her index finger gently pressed the engorged bud, while the other four fingers penetrated deep into the valley.

Mordred had already been tormented by this stimulation and was completely ecstatic. She was already aroused by the sounds of pleasure from the two people above her, and now being teased by Altria, she couldn't control herself any more. Tiny moans escaped uncontrollably from her lips: "Ah... Father... Don't..."

Altria's other free finger moved up the girl's flat belly, lingering over her breasts. The lovely buds gradually hardened under her teasing, becoming more gorgeous than before.

The noises from above grew more and more intense. Whenever Altria sat down deeply, she would let out a sweet moan, and Wang Chong would hum along with it. These sounds had an even more aphrodisiac effect on Altria's ears.

As Mordred listened to these sounds, a charming image emerged in her mind. She imagined how her "father" was enjoying the pleasures of a man, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of heat. Her legs unconsciously tightened, trying to relieve the unbearable itch with the fingers of another "father."

"Look at you, you're already soaked down there. But you're a real eater, little brat! Just now, while I was enjoying myself with your mother, you've already absorbed all the seed she gave you, without even digging it out." Altria chuckled, her slender fingertips, smeared with sticky liquid, waving in Mordred's sight. Then, she inserted two fingers into the passage again, moving them in and out rapidly.

Pleasure surged over Mordred like a tidal wave, and she felt as if she were in the midst of a raging storm. She tried to close her legs for shelter, but Altria forced them apart. More and more clear water flowed from her private parts, staining the sheets with ambiguous water stains.

Under Wang Chong's thrusts, Altria leaned forward slightly, her arms reaching over her waist and down. Her fingers traversed the black gauze skirt until they touched another secret realm of her.