Emily
“Does it… really go in, Honey?”
“Yeah.”
Fear. Pure fear clouded Emily’s eyes. As the massive glans split her folds, she squeezed her eyes shut, unable to bear the sight. Her lips trembled violently.
Hard to believe, isn’t it? That something this big can go in without hurting.
Her outer and inner labia quivered, stimulating the head of his cock. He aligned the tip with her wet entrance and locked his right arm firmly around her thigh. Hye-yun crawled over Emily’s body, leaning down to lick up his chest.
Mmm.
Her soft tongue traced his left nipple, then the right. She dragged her tongue down across his skin, circling his navel, then rose onto her knees and pressed her mouth to his.
A soft kiss. It had been five years since he last tasted Hye-yun’s lips. He had missed them so much the ache nearly brought tears; he poured everything into the kiss. Her soft lips parted, and their tongues tangled. Pleasure radiated from his mouth through his entire body—a deep, mental satisfaction and security no one else could give.
She’s still my first. No one else will ever make me feel like this.
“Haa… Babe. Focus now. I’ll sit by Emily’s head and watch.”
A long string of saliva stretched between them. He nodded, taking in Hye-yun’s half-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks.
“Alright. Don’t worry about Jeong-mi. Let’s go all night.”
“Huh? …Okay.”
Hye-yun looked briefly overwhelmed by the “all night” promise, then nodded and moved to Emily’s head. She sat cross-legged, lifted Emily’s head, and settled it onto her lap.
“Unnie?”
“Concentrate. You’re about to fly so high you won’t know which way is up.”
Hye-yun gently brushed Emily’s platinum-blonde hair back with a tender expression. The bearing of a true first wife. She had every quality needed to become the empress who ruled his women.
“Yes.”
Emily’s pussy trembled madly the moment the glans touched it. He watched her steadily, reading both fear and anticipation in equal measure. Both women flinched under his gaze.
Ah. After everything I went through over there, my eyes must have changed a lot.
He had already confirmed it in the mirror—the eyes of a man who had killed, who had tempered himself with martial arts, now sharp and predatory.
“Babe, my pussy just clenched. Your eyes look like a beast’s.”
“Hmm? Haha. Really?”
He tried to laugh it off, but thick juices began dripping steadily from Emily’s entrance.
Makes sense she’s this sensitive after what that sex demon did to her body.
He couldn’t wait any longer. He tensed his hips and began pushing the glans in little by little. The enormous head forced Emily’s small pussy wide open; the pink flesh stretched as if it might tear.
“Aaaah? Uh… Aaaang!!!!”
Hye-yun pressed down firmly on Emily’s shaking shoulders and looked down at her.
“How is it? Doesn’t hurt, right?”
“Yes, Unnie! Really. The pleasure hits right away. Aaang!”
Emily’s Korean was flawless no matter how he thought about it. Speaking that fluently after only three years? Hangul might be easy to learn, but Korean itself was never easy—especially for English speakers. He had seen studies ranking it among the hardest languages for them. Her talent was astonishing.
Language talent?
He had a strong feeling he already knew what ability he would take from her this time. It was written all over her.
The massive glans sank completely into Emily’s pale pussy, vanishing between her pink inner lips. She stared with wide, shocked eyes and cried out. Pain was being converted into pleasure; an overwhelming wave of ecstasy had to be flooding her brain. Once she grew used to it, she would accept it as happily as Hye-yun did.
“Aaang!!! Mother!!! Ye— Holy shit!!”
“Hohoho. Looks like calling for Mom is the same in America, Babe.”
He smirked. The usually composed Emily was spitting out near-curses. The trash talk he had been missing from his women. His cock swelled even harder.
Through the glans he could feel every detail of Emily’s inner walls. One of the gains from the Three Kingdoms world—his senses had become razor-sharp. As he pushed deeper, the huge head forcibly stretched her tight virgin pussy, flattening every fold and grinding over every sensitive spot.
“Haaang… Honey. I’m going crazy.”
Hymen.
He reached it. Releasing her thighs, he leaned down toward her mouth. Her lips were far redder than her skin. As he approached, Emily opened her eyes and parted them slightly.
“Honey, sorry. This isn’t my first kiss…”
“Doesn’t matter. As long as the hymen’s still there.”
With the motion stopped, she trembled all over yet managed a small smile and closed her eyes again. A light kiss. He mixed their tongues for a moment to calm her, then reached out and cupped her breast. Soft, springy flesh filled his hand. The skin itself wasn’t quite as silky as an East Asian woman’s.
I heard Black women feel like silk. Wonder how that compares.
He pulled back after the brief distraction. She let out a strange little moan and squeezed her eyes shut again. He straightened, then advanced the glans and tore straight through the hymen.
“Aaat… Aaaang!!!”
As the head moved again she half-opened her eyes, lips parted, and cried out. Two front teeth showed—cute, like a rabbit’s. He picked up the pace, driving forward until he reached the end of her passage. The moment he forced the glans into that narrow space she shuddered and sobbed.
“Haaang, hhk… Shit. Aaaang!!!”
“Shhh… Feels good, doesn’t it?”
Hye-yun stroked her hair, soothing her. Emily looked up at her and nodded.
“Yes, Unnie. Hhk, it feels good. So good.”
“Right? Don’t you want to share this feeling with your mom and little sister?”
Emily nodded vigorously. He thought that even if he loved it this much, he would never drag a younger brother into something like this. The stray thought came and went.
“That’s enough, Hye-yun. Don’t force her.”
“No, Babe. I’m serious. Once you taste yours, you start thinking of your mom. You want to share it.”
Hye-yun beamed as she spoke, and Emily nodded in agreement.
Crazy.
A chill ran down his spine at the sudden premonition of how huge the harem was about to become. One woman branching into mothers and sisters until the whole place overflowed with mother-daughter and sister pairs. The idea made his back tingle.
It’s good. It’s really good… but can I handle it? Ah—the Penis Band.
He marveled again at the Constellation’s foresight. Only now did he fully understand why the Penis Band had been given. It was guidance toward a true harem. The Constellation had told him to rule the bitches, but the item would help maintain the harem far more.
Hmm. Transformation Art… I should only open that to Hye-yun and Jeong-mi, the ones who already know about my abilities.
Overusing it would be unwise, so he decided to limit the technique to Hye-yun and her mother. Then he slowly began rotating his hips.
The elastic pussy stretched with a wet, grinding sensation. Emily’s fine tremors transmitted straight through his cock.
“Haaaang!!! Honey, the stimulation is… too strong!!!”
Even Emily could not escape the magic of Spinning. The thick shaft ground against her cervix and every nearby spot, stimulating every sensitive place inside her. From the fine trembling of her walls he could tell she was nearing climax, so he paused to let her settle. Hye-yun, reading his intent, stroked Emily’s head and cheeks.
“Shhh… Emily. Come down.”
“Haaaang!! Unnie, it’s weird. Orgasm… I think an orgasm is coming.”
“Just let her go, Babe.”
“Hmm. Should I?”
He had wanted to draw it out longer, but her voice begged for release. He resumed rotating his hips—this time the opposite direction.
“Haaang, aaaang!!! Motherfu—shit, Honey!!!!”
Her pussy clamped down hard, biting his cock. Her breasts swelled and shook; her eyes rolled back and tears spilled freely.
Wow. Intense. Westerners really are more honest with their feelings.
She finally reached the peak. Emily’s body convulsed; she squeezed her eyes shut, mouth open, unable even to make a sound.
“Ah…”
He leaned down, gathered her into his arms, and pulled her up. When he freed her thighs her legs stretched straight out, trembling; her toes pointed and curled tightly. She buried her face against his chest, panting hot breath, and a wet trail—probably drool—ran down his skin. He stroked her back until she calmed, then glanced at Hye-yun.
“Hye-yun. I learned how to control my ejaculation. I can come whenever I want now.”
“Really? Wow!!! Babe, then come every time I climax. Not being able to send you over was the worst part.”
He nodded. He had no idea how many times a day that would mean, but if she wanted it, he would give it.
Ejaculation Heightening.
To claim Emily’s trait he aimed for the tightly contracted space just beneath her womb and released.
Language Talent acquired from Emily Hernandez. Level 5.
Emily’s Language Talent is Level 9.
The Constellation injects Spanish conversational ability as a bonus.
You can now speak Spanish naturally.
So this is what a white woman tastes like?
Objectively, Hye-yun—with whom he shared deep emotional bonds—and Hyeon-ju, a true Myeong-gi, felt better. But this was his first time with a white woman, and the mental satisfaction was so immense he went blank for a moment.
But Spanish conversation instead of English?
Spanish? He found it odd, yet was grateful all the same. Even after six years of formal English classes he had never attended a conversation academy, so he had been a little worried—especially with Jini telling him he had to go to LA on the 19th. Giving him Spanish felt like the Constellation’s way of solving the English problem as well.
“Aaaah!!! Honey.”
With Vitality at Level 3, even in a world without mana half his stamina returned instantly. The claim proved true; Emily recovered and gazed up at him steadily. He smiled softly and offered his lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
“Wow, Babe. You’re really coming?”
Hye-yun had watched his urethra swell and pulse; she looked at him with that question. He answered with a slight nod. After the brief kiss Emily pulled back and gazed at him with pure affection.
“Honey. Can you do this to my mom too? She’s got a strong sex drive. She’s under the thumb of some thug Black boyfriend.”
Another Black guy?
He kept getting tangled up with Black men. He had only just met Michael, and already another one was coming up.
“Sure. I’ve got business in LA on the 19th, so just give me the address. I’ll drop by your place and seduce your mom right then.”
“Hohoho, Honey. I’ll light the fire for you. Once I tell her my Asian boyfriend’s cock is thirteen inches, Mom will probably come after you first just to get fucked.”
“Yeah? Even better. Is she pretty?”
Emily nodded with complete confidence.
“My little sister isn’t a virgin, but she takes after Mom—she’s wild. She’ll throw herself at you too once she gets the chance.”
“Oh? So mother and daughter will come after me even if I do nothing?”
She nodded again, though her expression was not entirely happy.
“Actually, Mom was the one who pulled Ashley in last year. To keep her Black boyfriend around.”
“Crazy…”
The curse slipped out, but then he realized he was in no position to judge. Who was he to talk?
Looks like I’ll be busy in LA. If the Constellation is sending me, it’s definitely mission-related. I’ll have to hit Michael’s place and Emily’s place too.
He felt Emily’s slightly swollen belly and pulled out, already looking forward to tasting her mouth, pussy, and ass next. He laid her back down.
His cock slid free with a wet pop, dragging every fold open as it left. A thick mix of blood and semen poured from her gaping entrance—three hundred milliliters of absurd volume.
“Emily. Hurry and eat the cum on the bed. You’ll regret it if you don’t.”
Hye-yun said it with a smile, generously yielding the blood-tinged load she herself could not bring herself to swallow.
“Huh?”
Emily frowned, but under Hye-yun’s words she could not refuse. She rolled onto her stomach, stuck out her tongue, and tasted a little. Then she began lapping it up greedily. He shook his head watching her devour the pool of semen.
“Babe. Clean yourself.”
He carefully wiped his cock with the wet wipe Hye-yun handed him. She took another and cleaned Emily’s pussy. Even so, Emily kept mindlessly sucking up the puddled cum. He stepped off the bed, opened the fridge, and drank like a madman. Only one two-liter bottle sat inside. He pretended to pull more from the fridge while actually retrieving water jugs from Subspace and downed two extra bottles until the thirst vanished.
Wow. Is my body preparing in advance?
He climbed back onto the bed and looked at Emily’s rear as she lay prone, still eating. Wide hips, narrow waist—an inverted triangle, a perfect heart shape that made his cock surge rock-hard again.
“Hye-yun. Should I fuck your pussy first? I don’t want to put it in after it’s been in her ass.”
“No. Eat Emily’s mouth first. Then my pussy, my mouth, then Emily’s ass, then mine.”