Chapter 316: Bed-sharing (4)
Chapter 316: Bed-sharing (4)
“Stop watching and everyone get up here.”
If we go one by one, is that even a group session? That’s just a sex marathon.
At my words, the women glanced at each other for a moment, but as Carla began to undress first, the others followed suit one by one.
Sshhh.
Along with the sound of fabric brushing against skin, a diverse array of female bodies unfolded before my eyes.
There were large breasts and small ones; some were short, others tall.
Beyond that, there were child-bearing hips, thick thighs, perfectly balanced figures, slender waistlines, and more.
Each possessed a unique beauty that made it impossible to look away, filling my vision to the brim.
It wasn't the first time I’d seen them all naked at once, but no matter how many times I saw it, it was truly a spectacular sight.
With that thought, I adjusted the unconscious Helena into a comfortable position and laid her gently in the corner.
As space opened up, the women climbed onto the bed one by one with subtle smiles.
Thanks to joining several beds together temporarily, the now several-times-larger surface was filled in an instant.
“Then first… Carla and Elisha, could you clean my cock?”
“Leave it to me, Master!”
“W-with Carla, you mean?”
Unlike Carla, who nodded with a silly grin, Elisha blinked rapidly in confusion and asked back.
“Why? You don’t want to?”
“It’s not that I don’t want to… Ugh! Fine! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”
After letting out a sharp cry, Elisha knelt before my cock, which was glistening with semen, love fluid, and a bit of saliva.
I wasn't sure exactly what was bothering her, but seeing her bite her lip as if frustrated reminded me of when I first bought her, and a laugh escaped me.
Seeing my expression, Carla smiled along and spoke.
“Then I’ll make it clean for you right away, Master.”
“Yeah. Oh, and your hands…”
“Don’t use my hands, only my mouth. Right?”
“Oh. Yeah.”
“Hehe. I know your tastes well, so please watch. I’ll make you feel really good.”
Saying so, Carla tucked both hands behind her back and simply lowered her head.
Perhaps because she was kneeling, it looked like a deeply submissive posture of obedience.
Or maybe it was because of her respectful attitude, as if she were handling the most precious object in the world.
Slurp.
Carla first pressed her lips against the base as if kissing it. She extended her tongue from inside to wet it with saliva while simultaneously rubbing the area with her soft lips as if wiping it clean.
“Kh!”
Elisha flinched for a moment at the sight, but soon she began to kiss my cock from the opposite side in the exact same posture as Carla.
On the left, Carla looked up at me with seductive eyes while licking my cock, and on the right, Elisha’s lips moved busily with a frustrated expression.
The sight, contrasting in so many ways, made my cock—which hadn't been flaccid for long since the last ejaculation—throb and begin to move on its own.
Every time it did, their lips would slip against the shaft, shifting the angle slightly.
…Thanks to that, I realized why Elisha had been looking so reluctant earlier.
Slurp. Lick… Mwah.
My cock was sandwiched between their lips, and if it moved out of the way, what would happen?
That’s right. Their lips would touch.
“Hiee!”
Elisha flinched as their bottom lips brushed against each other.
Carla seemed not to notice, focused entirely on licking my cock, which only made Elisha’s unnatural behavior stand out more.
Carla eventually realized why Elisha was so hesitant. However, after carefully observing my reaction… this time, she deliberately lunged for Elisha’s lips.
Mwah.
“Hic!”
Elisha tried to pull away in horror, but she couldn't bring herself to ignore my command, so she continued the lip-fellatio with tears in her eyes. However…
Slurp. Mwah. Schloooop.
Far from going easy on Elisha, Carla pushed her even harder.
The two sets of lips became entangled this way and that with my cock in between. The sight of one desperately trying to escape while the other tried to catch her was quite impressive.
Naturally, in the process, they pressed and rubbed their lips all over my cock, causing a ticklish pleasure to slowly rise.
After enjoying this for a while, I called out to the other women who were staring blankly at the scene.
“Iris, Senior Fay, come to my side.”
“Ahem. What do you intend to do, Master?”
“Junior? You’re not trying to make us do something weird again, are you?”
Despite her words, Fay’s voice was thick with anticipation, as if she were looking forward to it.
Now that I looked, her pussy was already quite wet. Was it because she masturbated in secret earlier?
I shrugged with the most trustworthy expression I could muster.
“Hey now. When have I ever made you do anything weird?”
“It’s pointless saying that with such a suspicious face! Just thinking of the things off the top of my head…”
“If anything, wasn't it Senior Fay who kept bringing weird things she made and asking to try them out?”
“…Ah! I can’t think of anything! So? So what do we need to do?! Do you want to touch my breasts?”
Fay, perhaps having a guilty conscience, shoved her breasts forward instead of answering. But it was a huge mistake to think I only liked breasts. If that were the case, Iris wouldn't be here!
I reached out my hands toward Iris and Fay on either side.
“Hand.”
“Hmm? Like this?”
“Is it just hands?”
The two of them tilted their heads but gently placed their hands on top of mine.
“Other hand.”
This time, they tilted their heads the other way and placed their other hands down. Seeing that, I smirked and continued.
“Pussy.”
“Huh?”
“Eh?”
To the two who were blinking blankly as if they hadn't heard correctly, I repeated my demand.
“Pussy!”
“……”
“……”
Seeing my wrists flicking as if telling them to hand it over quickly, Iris and Fay sighed simultaneously.
“Haa. As always, I can never predict you.”
“Ho… honestly… at this point, I think Junior is… equal to me… or even above….”
What are you talking about, Fay? I’m not quite at that level yet.
Though Iris was shaking her head and letting out a helpless chuckle.
Fay, even though I hadn't touched her yet, was getting excited, her love fluid gushing out.
She probably liked the situation where I was boldly demanding her pussy as if I’d left it there for safekeeping.
The two of them slowly moved and placed their pussies on my hands.
Squish—
Feeling the pussy flesh, which was even softer than other parts, being pressed by my fingers, I pulled the corners of my mouth up into a grin.
“Now, grind your hips on your own and get them nice and wet.”
“…What?”
“Wow. Junior, seriously…”
“Just so you know, I plan to go first with whoever is best prepared.”
“Since it is the Master’s command, I, your slave, have no choice but to obey.”
“I think it’s a genius idea.”
The two of them abruptly changed their attitudes, beginning to move their hips along with some flattery.
Rub, rub.
I felt a bit sorry for Iris, but Fay would likely win this contest no matter what.
The amount of love fluid touching my hand was already on a different level.
Fay’s breasts swayed along with her hips. In contrast, Iris’s breasts boasted a comfortable lack of movement.
Only after fully appreciating the two of them did I turn my gaze to Iona.
“Professor Iona…”
“You want me to suck your blood from behind, right?”
“Oh. Exactly. Then I’ll leave it to you.”
I smiled happily and nodded at Iona, who understood immediately since we’d done it a few times before. However…
“But, I refuse!”
“Huh?”
Iona crossed her arms as if covering her body, twisted her waist slightly, and half-covered her face with one hand.
She shouted boldly in a pose that could only be described as bizarre.
“One of the things I, Professor Iona, love most… is saying 『NO』 to a student who thinks everyone will cater to his playstyle!”
“Gasp!”
Thinking about it now, striking that pose while naked made it look somewhat erotic.
While I pretended to be shocked on the outside, I secretly stole glances at her breasts peeking through her arms.
Maintaining her bizarre pose, Iona slid closer and spoke.
“The one drinking isn't me! It’s student Yandel!”
“It’ll just taste metallic if I drink blood, though…”
“Right, right. But what if it’s not blood?”
As she said that, Iona’s blood-red eyes gleamed wickedly, and her fangs sparkled between her upturned lips.
Slowly relaxing her pose, Iona continued as she kneaded one of her breasts.
“Hey, hey. Student Yandel, do you like milk?”
“…Wait a minute. No way?”
Seeing my horrified expression, Iona’s smile deepened.
“It’s probably exactly what you’re thinking!”
Following Iona’s hand movements, her breast was softly stimulated. The nipple at the end was standing unusually firm today.
As if it were holding something inside.
As I watched with a pounding heart, Iona’s breast massage grew more intense, eventually reaching the point where she was squeezing her own breast. And then.
Squirrrrt—
Suddenly, a stream of liquid shot from her pale pink nipple and splashed onto my face.
The color dripping down my nose was pure white, the scent was strangely nutty, and the taste of the portion that flowed into my mouth was incredibly sweet.
Having sprayed breast milk from one of her breasts, Iona declared in a haughty tone.
“Have you ever tasted breast milk? Since you were born in a lab, you probably haven't. Student Yandel’s first breastfeeding partner won't be anyone else! It’s me, Professor Iona!”
“……!”
At Iona’s truly domineering declaration, my mind momentarily went blank.
But my body, regardless of my will, was speaking my true feelings.
“Baby.”
Me, Baby Yandel.
Give me mommy milkers!