Cambrian’s Emporium of Everything (Multiple Settings)

Hag-Maxxing (Original Modern)

Commission

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Fuck it. That's the mentality that Ian is operating under as the young man makes his way up the driveway of his new neighbor. He'd seen her a couple times in the last week since she'd moved in and what he'd seen… well, suffice to say she looked like a thicc, freaky goth chick. Which was quite frankly right up his alley.

So why not, right? Why not shoot his shot and see what there was to see? He'd start out by introducing himself and if everything seems like it's going well, then maybe he'd go a step further.

At least, that's the plan as he steps up to the front door and knocks soundly. But as they say… no plan survives contact with the enemy. After a few moments of waiting, he hears the sound of someone coming up and unlocking the door from the inside. And then it swings open but… well, its not the thicc, freaky goth chick he'd seen around the area.

Its an older thick freaky goth chick!

"O-Oh… are you here to see my daughter?"

With bright purple bags under her eyes and lipstick, eyeshadow, and nail polish all the same shade, Ian quickly realizes he's hit an even bigger jackpot here… he's found himself an absolute HAG!

Quickly flashing her a crooked grin, Ian shakes his head.

"Huh? Daughter? No, I'm here for you ma'am."

Immediately, he can tell he's struck a critical blow. Her eyes widen and she pushes her fingers together nervously like she's a girl decades younger than her actual age.

"M-Me?! What do you mean?"

Chuckling, Ian shrugs.

"I'm one of your neighbors. I live just down the street with my family. The name's Ian… what's yours?"

"A-Ah… C-Cordelia. It's a pleasure to meet you Ian. I appreciate the warm welcome…"

Slowly, she begins to calm down, relaxing now that she thinks she misunderstood him initially. But she hadn't misunderstood him. When Ian said he was here for her… he meant it. Even if that hadn't been his original plan, it was definitely his plan now!

"The pleasure is all mine, Cordelia. You're absolutely gorgeous you know that? And I see you're not wearing a wedding ring… could I perhaps take you to dinner tonight?"

The gorgeous goth hag's eyes go wide again and she sputters in shock, immediately becoming anxious.

"Oh! Oh I'm flattered but I couldn't possibly… I haven't been on a date in over fifteen years young man. You might prefer my daughter… let me go get her for you-!"

He's not even tempted for a moment to let her leave. Reaching out, he grabs Cordelia by a hand, causing the hag to squeak as he gives her a grin.

"You don't look a day over forty, Cordelia. I've never met your daughter… it's not here I'm interested in right now. It's you. Please… let me treat you to something nice tonight."

It takes a little bit longer and a bit more work on Ian's part, but eventually… he has it. The promise of a date that evening from the apprehensive goth hag. Needless to say, it's not a chance he's going to mess up.

-x-X-x-

"This was… a lovely evening. W-Would you… perhaps like to come inside?"

Needless to say, the date goes amazingly. Ian pulls out all the stops just to be safe, but also Cordelia is incredibly weak to the interest of a young man like him so in the end… she never stands a chance. He can tell by now that she's been thoroughly seduced, hence the invitation… but that she's also still nervous.

If he was a little bit nicer of a guy, maybe Ian would have ended things with a chaste kiss and the promise of another day. But he's just a man at the end of the day… a man with needs.

"Sure, I'd love to come in."

As soon as they're over the threshold and into her house, its like a switch flips in Cordelia's head and she becomes a totally different person. Grabbing him by the hand, she drags him through her home at a rapid pace, taking him to the bedroom quite swiftly.

There, she pushes him down onto the bed and then begins stripping naked right then and there in front of him. Ian's eyes widen and he grins as he soaks in the view of the beautiful older woman. Soon enough, she's stripped to her extremely sheer, skimpy, and all-black lingerie.

That's when the switch flips back because her eagerness flees in that moment and she immediately reverts back to being self-conscious about her body.

"Ah… ah… oh no… w-what am I doing? Oh g-god you must think I'm such a slut for being willing to put out after just a single date. Oh no, we shouldn't be doing this, wha-!"

Seeing his opportunity of getting with the gorgeous hag slipping through his fingers, Ian stands up and quiets her while at the same time complimenting and comforting her.

"Shh… you have nothing to apologize or be worried for, Cordelia. You're absolutely gorgeous and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And if you don't believe my words… believe my body."

He pulls out his cock then, revealing just how hard he is right now. Truth be told, he'd been half-chub all night long thanks to the anticipation of precisely this moment. Cordelia stripping to reveal her slightly older, hag body to him is just… well, it was more than enough to get him to fully erect.

Mouth agape, eyes wide, Cordelia gains enough confidence from his erection to continue. She pushes him back down into a seated position and then kneels between his legs. Pulling off her bra and revealing her breasts, she quickly grabs them both and wraps them around his cock to begin giving him a hesitant titfuck right then and there.

In spite of her insecurities, Ian thinks her tits are actually perfect for her age. Sure, they're a little saggy, but that's what makes them so hot. She's all natural and clearly hasn't had any work done. And that makes her all the sexier in his eyes.

His groans of pleasure slowly give her more and more confidence and Cordelia gradually speeds up until finally, she leans forward and switches things up to a blowjob.

There's nothing hesitant once she has her purple lips wrapped around his cock, however. It feels like she's attempting to suck his soul out through his dick with how much gusto the hag is suddenly putting into her technique. Caught off guard, Ian can only hold on for dear life and go along for the ride until finally erupting in her mouth.

He doesn't even have a chance to warn her… but in the end, he doesn't need to. Cordelia swallows his load easily, showing a level of experience that's like nothing else as she gulps down every last drop of his seed until his balls are completely empty.

Afterwards, the goth MILF pulls her mouth off of his cock with a pop before pressing a shy kiss to the tip of his dick. In that moment… Ian just can't hold back any longer. With a loud growl, he grabs Cordelia by the arms and yanks her to her feet, barely giving her time to let out a single squeak before he's tossed her onto her own bed.

Removing his clothes in record speed, Ian wastes no time. He's not putting on a show after all… he's just trying to get to the main event. Once he's finally naked, he climbs onto the bed where Cordelia is waiting for him and grabs hold of the last garment she's wearing… those sheer black panties of hers.

Yanking them down her legs, he pulls them off of her feet and tosses them aside while making a mental note to collect them before he leaves as a trophy. Then, he climbs on top of the hag, lining up his cock with her drooling pussy and staring down into her eyes.

"You're fucking perfect."

Cordelia's blush becomes incandescent at his words, but before she can say anything, he captures her purple lips in a deep kiss and plunges inside of her. Without hesitation, Ian sets a rough pace, fucking her pussy hard and fast… but she can take it. She does take it, and with happiness as well.

As he pistons away inside of her however, Ian can't help but note her breasts bouncing and jiggling with every thrust he makes. Eventually, he breaks their kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips for a moment before snapping. Then, he leans down and takes one of her fat nipples in his mouth to begin sucking.

Cordelia moans wantonly for a moment before finding her voice, mewling down at him.

"S-Sorry… its been a long time since my breasts produced milk… so there's nothing for you there…"

Now, Ian hadn't really started sucking at her teat expecting a drink. But with her saying it… he's not entirely sure what comes over him. Only that he can't help himself. Pulling back from her breast, he gives the hag a raunchy grin.

"Well… maybe I should fix that then, yeah?"

Cordelia's eyes widen as his meaning hits her like a hammer. Then, she nervously chuckles.

"A-Ah… that's probably impossible. I'm so old… I'm not sure I have it in me to get pregnant at this point, young man. You would probably be better off using your virile seed on someone younger than me…"

Ian scoffs at that, reaching his hands down and around to grab hold of her thicc ass cheeks with both of them.

"Haven't I proven by this point that I don't want anyone younger, Cordelia? I want you… and if my seed is so damn virile, then I should be able to fertilize any field, right?"

Rather than give her a chance to respond, Ian increases his pace and fucks her even harder, until the sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the bedroom.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

For her part, Cordelia moans wantonly and sluttily, her eyes rolling back in her head as she cums her brains out again and again on his cock. Ian grins at this, squeezing her ass and sucking at her tits like there's no tomorrow. And hey, maybe there wouldn't be. Who knew how far Cordelia really was from menopause? She was definitely on the older side of the child-bearing age.

But that didn't mean it was impossible. It just meant Ian would have to give it his all. Finally, with a hoarse victory shout and triumphant roar, he slams into Cordelia one final time and fills her dusty womb with his seed in an attempt to impregnate the thicc goth hag.

As the last of his seed leaves his balls yet again, Ian falls forward for a moment, taking a bit to catch his breath after pounding Cordelia's hag pussy into the afterlife. Or so he thinks. Even as he's recovering… her legs suddenly lock around his back, pulling him all the deeper inside of her.

When Ian lifts his head, he finds Cordelia gazing up at him with a shaky smile on her face.

"A-Ah well… if you really want to impregnate me b-before the last of my eggs dry up… then you really should keep going, d-don't you think?"

Ian grins down at Cordelia as the clearly horny hag stutters her way through her words before immediately going beet red and turning her head to the side as if to pretend she hadn't just said all of that.

Still… she moans up a storm as he starts fucking her again, his cock already rock hard once more and throbbing with purpose.

"That's right… I'm going to knock you up, Cordelia! Get pregnant you sexy mature bitch! Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

-x-X-x-

"-et pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Meanwhile, in another room nearby, Cordelia's daughter Annabelle, a similarly sexy thicc goth chick (but of course far younger) can only moan in disbelief as she's forced to listen to her mother getting railed.

Her mom had of course come to tell her that she would be going out on a date this evening and didn't know when she'd be back. Annabelle had been happy for her… really, she had. That, however, was before she caught a glimpse of the guy who had asked her mom out!

He was her age, no more than twenty-one or so, and he was a total stud to boot! Annabelle could hardly believe that her mother had pulled someone like this 'Ian' guy.

Now here she was, holding her pillow pressed over her ears and trying desperately not to listen in as Ian fucks her mother while chanting about knocking her up while the entire damn house seems to be shaking from their copulation.

… Of course, the young goth woman might have had more luck in blocking out the sounds if she was using both hands to hold the pillow over her ears. Instead, she only has one on the pillow… while her other hand is buried between her legs, her arm fitted between her massive tits as she grinds the heel of her palm into her hot, sticky crotch.

She's just shy of full-on masturbating to the noises that her mother and her new boyfriend are making. Not quite there yet… but she's not sure she can hold out for much longer either.

"D-Damn it… how the fuck did mom manage to land a hot young stud before ME?!"

Alas, nobody is there to answer her bitterly muttered question. Instead, the only answer Annabelle gets is the sound of Ian railing her mother and giving Cordelia an experience she hasn't had in a long, LONG time.