Chapter 319: Bed-sharing (7)
Chapter 319: Bed-sharing (7)
I thrust my hips forward with a powerful surge.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Haaah…!”
Iona’s suppressed moans escaped her lips, punctuating the wet sound of our flesh colliding.
Every time I pierced deep into her, her cool body temperature coiled around me. Her insides clung to my cock tenaciously, as if determined never to let go.
The sight of her vaginal walls being pulled outward every time I withdrew was a spectacle in itself… but Iona’s lewdness didn't end there.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
With every thrust, breast milk spilled from her beautifully shaped breasts.
One breast was being nursed by Iris, so very little leaked from it, but the other was exposed and defenseless, spraying milk into the air.
Her nipples were turgid and hard. White droplets beaded at the tips.
Each time I buried myself inside her, a stream of milk shot toward the ceiling like a water gun before falling back down to form new droplets.
What could be more erotic than a fountain of breast milk erupting in response to my thrusts?
However, I couldn't focus solely on Iona. Judging by the way her hips were already twitching, her climax was near… but I wasn't there yet.
I pulled my cock out and immediately shoved it into Iris, who was lying prone just above her.
“Hyut?!”
The difference in pressure was stark.
If Iona’s interior felt like a cool, firm wrap, Iris was hot, wet, and, above all else, incredibly tight.
The grip was so intense it was almost difficult to move my hips. Fortunately, she was drenched enough that I could manage to slide in and out.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
“Ngh… Haah….”
True to her nature as a sensitive High Elf, it only took a few movements for Iris to begin letting out high-pitched moans and feverish breaths.
Using that lovely voice as my background music, I worked my hips rhythmically.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
“Hngh! Ahh…!”
Iris was still latched onto Iona’s breast. Breast milk trickled down from the corners of her mouth. She was likely feeling too much pleasure to swallow it all properly.
Iona, taking a moment to catch her breath, saw the sight and pressed Iris’s head even closer to her chest.
“Mmph.”
With her mouth completely stuffed, Iris stopped moaning and began to suckle desperately instead.
“Mmm….”
Iona’s body shuddered as if she felt a spark of pleasure from that frantic tongue-work, and she reached out to stroke Iris’s hair.
At a glance, it looked like a heartwarming scene of a mother doting on her child. But the reality was quite different.
While pretending to stroke her hair, Iona was actually teasing Iris’s ears—her most sensitive erogenous zone.
“Hngh?! Mmph! Mmm-ph…!”
Iris thrashed about in a violent reaction. But considering Iona’s physical strength, escaping on her own was a hopeless endeavor.
In the end, Iris was trapped—her ears being toyed with by Iona above, and her depths being relentlessly pierced by my cock below.
I spent a moment admiring her as she flopped like a fish out of water with every thrust, unable to do anything.
“Ah… Master is… Hngh! If you bully her so mercilessly, Master’s small body will break… Mmm….”
Elisha, lying beside us, was using the sight of the besieged Iris as fapping material. She was rocking her hips on her own, using my fingers as a substitute dildo.
No, looking closer, she had one hand reached down between her legs, rubbing her clit.
Elisha was masturbating quite skillfully. The sensation of her vaginal walls intermittently tightening and relaxing was transmitted vividly through my fingers.
Curious about what Carla was doing, I looked to the other side.
“Mmm… Hah!”
She had been quietly offering her pussy to my other hand, but she seemed momentarily flustered by the sight of Elisha rocking her own hips.
Soon, she began to wiggle her own buttocks, acting coquettishly toward me.
Finding the gesture adorable, I gave her a light pat on the rear. She beamed with a silly grin and then latched onto Iona’s other, unoccupied breast.
“Hyut?!”
Caught off guard by the sudden raid, Iona’s hips arched slightly off the bed.
Taking advantage of that opening, I quickly pulled out of Iris and inserted myself back into Iona.
Schloop.
“Hyaah! Ya-Yandel?”
“It’s about time for your turn, Professor, don't you think?”
I gave the flustered Iona a smirk and continued my pistoning.
Schloop! Schloop! Schloop!
Whether it was Iona’s or Iris’s, their love fluids were so thoroughly mixed that there was no point in distinguishing them anymore.
White foam formed at the junction of our bodies from the friction.
Because I had repeatedly pulled out just before her climax to tease her, her body had become sensitive to the extreme.
With Carla stimulating her remaining breast, she could no longer hold back. Iona’s reactions grew increasingly violent.
Her hips bucked with every thrust, and her wickedly glowing blood-red eyes grew hazy.
I wasn't much different.
From Iona and Iris’s perspective, they were being taken in turns, but I had been thrusting without a single break.
Perhaps sensing that both Iona and I were nearing our limit, Carla pulled her mouth away from the breast she had been flauntingly licking.
The breast glistened with saliva and milk. Her nipple, standing pitifully erect, was fully revealed.
A sudden, unstoppable surge of ejaculation rose from the base of my spine.
Instead of resisting and trying to hold back longer, I drove my cock in even deeper.
I felt myself pushing slightly past the cervix. It was a feat only Iona could manage, impossible with the other women.
It was because her Blood Manipulation Technique had reacted subconsciously to her desire to take in more of my cock and my semen.
Just as Iona wished, I buried myself at her deepest point and vomited out my seed.
Splurt—!
A long, continuous ejaculation began to fill Iona’s womb.
Taking that as the signal, Iona’s entire body reached its climax with a light convulsion.
“Hyaaaaaaaaaah!!”
Even though I was already ejaculating, her insides tightened even harder as if she still hadn't had enough.
And then, the highest fountain of breast milk yet erupted. I admired the sight while squeezing out every last drop her body craved before finally pulling out.
Pop.
Perhaps because I had poured everything deep into her womb, no semen leaked out even after I withdrew.
Her vaginal opening, which had widened to accommodate my size, was simply shrinking back to its original shape.
However, the situation above was a bit different. Iona’s face was slack with a messy, satisfied expression.
Her nipples were like broken faucets, not only trickling breast milk but occasionally twitching and shooting it high into the air.
She looked half-broken. Iris, who had been coughing because some of the milk had sprayed into her windpipe, tried to make a hasty escape.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“Ma-Master? You just finished, shouldn't you rest a little…?”
“Don't worry. I can go again right away.”
I grabbed Iris by the waist as she shook her head in terror and shoved my cock right back in.
Squelch!
“Hieek!”
Iris was pinned the moment I entered her. I began to thrust mercilessly with my cock, which was still slick with the remnants of the previous round.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Ngh?! Master… Haah! S-Slower, please… Nghhh!”
Iris flailed, trying to escape somehow. Since Iona, who had been holding her, was now unconscious, she might have succeeded.
If only Elisha hadn't crawled over and lightly bitten Iris’s ear.
“Ehyak?! E-Elisha, why are you….”
“I’m sorry, Master. But it’s your fault for being so cute. You’re getting more erotic by the day.”
“Wh-What… Haah!”
Iris tried to protest with a look of utter betrayal, but she fell silent the moment Elisha’s tongue flicked over her earlobe.
I whispered softly to Iris.
“Shh. You should be focusing only on me right now.”
“Ngh… Master! I will never forget this… Ngat!”
“Right, right. I’ll make sure you can never forget it, so look forward to it.”
Ignoring Iris’s half-hearted resentment, I accelerated my already violent pistoning.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Hic! Ngh! Ahh!”
Iris no longer had the breath to speak; she could only let out ragged, hitching gasps.
I pulled my fingers out of Carla and Elisha’s pussies and gripped Iris’s waist firmly with both hands.
Holding her pelvis steady made me realize once again how small Iris’s frame was.
My cock forced its way into her, almost by sheer will. Her small body creaked as it accepted an organ far too large for its size.
Yet, there was no sign of pain. On the contrary, the more I thrust, the more she seemed to rejoice, her insides tightening around me with everything she had.
Unlike her mouth, Iris’s body was honest. Finding that adorable, I hammered into her even harder.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
The pistoning was so intense it felt like it might break her small body. With every thrust, the sensation of my cock crushing her womb was transmitted clearly.
“Ngh! Haaah… Ngh-ohh!”
Despite her cute appearance, Iris let out a vulgar cry as her body trembled. Knowing that was the precursor to her climax, I didn't slow down and kept pounding away.
Elisha must have had the same thought, as she bit down lightly on the tip of Iris’s ear, which she had only been licking until then.
Like a single drop causing a full cup to overflow, Elisha’s touch was the final blow that sent Iris over the edge.
“Hraaaaaaaaaah!!”
Sssshhh—
While still impaled on my cock, she erupted with a massive amount of love nectar, as if she were urinating.
At the same time, her vaginal pressure, which was already insane, tightened to the point of being slightly painful.
In that instant, I felt the blood swirling in my lower abdomen, leading naturally into an ejaculation.
I filled her fully dilated interior with my seed.
Iris’s small but flexible body momentarily went stiff as a board, letting out a series of choking sounds… before suddenly going limp, as if her power had been cut.
She had fainted from the intensity of the climax.
I remained still for a while, savoring the afterglow, before slowly withdrawing.
Iris’s lower belly, which had become distended with semen, slowly deflated, and the white fluid began to leak out from between her red, swollen pussy lips.
…Three consecutive ejaculations was a bit tiring, after all. Though I’d be fine after a short rest.
I took a moment to catch my breath while admiring the sight of Iris and Iona piled together, covered in a mess of semen, love fluids, and breast milk.
“M-Master?”
Elisha, her face flushed deep red and her thick thighs rubbing together, crawled toward me.
With a helpless expression, she thrust her buttocks toward me and spread her pussy wide with her own hands, showing me her flickering vaginal opening.
“You can keep going, right? Watching Master made it unbearable for me too… So… you can… you can just put it in right away, okay?”
“…Hah!”
Slap!
“Pyak!”
Instead of answering, I gave her butt a light smack, prompting her to let out her signature bizarre shriek.
Unlike Iris, Elisha had plenty of flesh on her bones, making her hips a delight to hold and to fuck. I grabbed her pelvis and whispered in her ear.
“That depends on your pussy. Satisfy me properly. Then I’ll keep thrusting.”
“Ye-Yes….”
It went without saying, but my cock, which had softened slightly, was already standing tall and hard once again.