Hero's Lust (3)
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Whatever. It's just a dream anyway.
I ordered Pharaoh sis to keep the subjects of the Narmer Kingdom—who'd come swarming in looking for her—from entering the room. Then I kept pounding her from behind and came about twenty times.
Or I sucked on Karura and Pharaoh sis's nipples while making them jerk me off with their tits, cumming another ten times.
Karura, who'd already learned the art of fellatio from me, now taught it to Pharaoh sis in turn. Pharaoh sis slurped away at my cock, making me cum another ten times.
Not used to blowjobs yet, Pharaoh sis's face got splattered with my semen. Seeing that got me hard again, so I mating-pressed her and came another twenty times.
After all that, when I finally pulled out, my cum gushing out of Pharaoh sis's pussy in thick globs got me raring to go again. I slammed back in from behind and unloaded twenty more times.
Anyway, after going at it like crazy with all sorts of positions and still not waking up from the dream, that's when I started feeling something was off.
This...
Is a dream, right?
"...Haa♡ Ah...♡ Ah♡"
"Huu... Huuu...♡"
Pharaoh sis lay there with her legs splayed wide like a slut, her pussy—fucked god knows how many times—spewing my cum. Karura hadn't even had proper sex, but I'd teased and sucked her super-sensitive nipples until she'd cum her brains out and passed out beside her. Watching them like that, I thought again.
This... is a dream...
Right?
Something about it didn't feel like a dream...
What if—and I mean what if—
This wasn't a dream? What the hell happens to me then?
I hadn't shown it off or anything, but with her subjects right outside the door, I'd fucked their queen Pharaoh like a dog.
Hell, I'd grabbed her thick, fluffy tail and railed her pussy doggy-style so hard it was basically beast-fucking. And her moans—she couldn't hold them back—had leaked out for everyone to hear. No hiding that.
For real.
What if.
This wasn't a dream?
What if I'd actually fucked the shit out of this pint-sized Pharaoh who'd somehow turned into sis?
"No way, no way. That can't be."
No fucking way.
Absurd.
No chance.
I'd just close my eyes, open them again, and wake up. For sure.
Okay, eyes closed.
3, 2, 1.
"Ta-da."
Not waking up...
Still just Pharaoh trembling and hiccuping, her pussy burbling out my cum as she sprawled there. And Karura, nipples red and swollen, passed out cold.
"No no no."
No way in hell.
Not just closing my eyes—a full night's sleep oughta do it...
More or less scooping Pharaoh sis and Karura over my shoulders,
I headed to the Pharaoh's bedroom, dredging up vague memories from when Ammut had lent me her power.
I laid them both on the bed and sandwiched myself between.
"A good sleep and I'll wake up."
Bit weird to think you wake from a dream by sleeping more, but whatever.
Yeah, it'll work.
Hell, even I was wiped after cumming buckets.
Dunno why I'd be tired in a dream, but anyway.
So I was sleepy, and I'd crash quick and wake up out of it. Had to.
Thinking that, I groped Pharaoh sis and Karura's tits on either side of me and closed my eyes.
Sleep came rushing in.
I surrendered to it and passed out.
And woke up.
"Ah."
Still.
Still, on either side of me, Pharaoh sis and Karura slept soundly.
I'd gotten a solid rest, but they were zonked out—exhausted way beyond me.
Clinging to my arms and legs, breathing softly in sleep. Seeing Pharaoh sis and Karura like that,
I poked their tits with my fingers. Poke.
"Mm, ngh...♡"
"Hng...♡"
Boing, boing—their tits yielded to my fingers, and they let out faint moans, squirming in their sleep.
The feel, the sounds—all too real.
I dragged my palm down my face.
"Fuck, I'm screwed."
Not a dream.
And in the middle of it, my cock—hard again at the sight of my dried cum crusted on Pharaoh sis's thigh—stood tall.
Anyone seeing me erect between these two cum-soaked women wouldn't think kindly of it.
No, more than that—this was seriously fucked.
Fucking a nation's queen, the Pharaoh? Even I knew that was grave shit.
Sure, she'd mounted me first, but I'd railed her senseless after.
What if this sparks a diplomatic shitstorm?
I learned later, but races like Liliana's Wearhoneybees with autonomy were World Government-recognized kingdoms. Their kings, queens, Pharaohs—they were the real deal.
And I'd fucked one.
With Liliana, she'd wanted it—no issue. But this? Dicey.
Hell if I knew how Pharaoh ended up riding my unconscious dick. Either way, I'd treated her like a wet dream and pounded her raw.
If luck soured, my head rolling wouldn't be weird. Cold sweat trickled down my back as it sank in.
It'd been barely yesterday—or whenever—that I'd vowed to love back the women who'd loved me.
And now my neck might be on the chopping block already...
Whoosh...!
"Ow, fuck."
Survival instinct? Threat of death? My dick throbbed hard. Even I thought that was nuts.
Anyway, pondering what to do next,
"Mm..."
Pharaoh sis stirred.
I flinched hard. She blinked awake, sensing me.
"Uh... sleep well?"
Dunno if that's the right opener, but I said it. She stared blankly at me with dazed eyes.
"Ah..."
"Ah?"
Then a soft murmur. Her gaze dropped to my raging erection.
"No, wait."
I knew covering wouldn't hide shit, but I cupped my dick with both hands anyway.
Pharaoh sis, still staring, finally spoke.
"...Yesterday, I told thee so oft to stop."
Ah.
Yeah, I was fucked.
I didn't remember everything, but I'd ignored her pleas and kept pounding and cumming. Definitely fucked.
Not just dog-fucking the Pharaoh of a nation—I'd basically raped her like a beast.
And now I was beast-fucked too.
World Government autonomy meant respecting their laws too.
Dunno Narmer's code, but fucking the Pharaoh? Instant execution wouldn't surprise me.
At least leave a last word. I said to her,
"S-sorry, but before I die, can I leave a dying message?"
"...Die? Dying message?"
She gave me a what-the-fuck look.
No last words allowed either?
Or maybe...
Narmer was packed with high-level necromancers. Maybe they'd undeath me—neither dead nor alive.
Truly fucked...
And thinking it made my dick twitch wildly. Hands couldn't hide it.
"Remove thy hands."
"Ah, yes ma'am."
Pharaoh sis commanded.
Seemed death was certain. To look good and snag a last word, I obeyed meekly.
Energy surged through me, sure—but not like super-strong mode back when Ammut lent her divinity. That was gone. No resisting Pharaoh sis, and even if I escaped, they'd drag me back quick.
Resistance pointless. Had to accept it.
"...Tormenting me and Karura all night, and still like this..."
She reached for my cock.
No way.
No way she's yanking it off, right?
But no.
She gently gripped it and said,
"I've heard heroes are lustful by nature, but thine exceeds even that."
Uh...
What?
Not what I expected.
She didn't just hold it—stroke, stroke—caressing softly as she continued.
"Yet, so be it. Ne'er dreamed such would befall me... But thou saved my life and freed me from the world's chains. Even if thy lust overflows, I shall gladly accept it."
"Huh?"
Saved her life? Yeah, I yanked her from that pedo skull bastard. Fine. But world's chains? What'd I free her from?
Those thoughts vanished quick.
"Slurp...♡"
Pharaoh sis started sucking my erect cock.
"Whahe... lihhe... yesh... howsh mah... cock...?"
Treating it like a dream, I'd made Karura teach her fellatio.
More skilled than yesterday's "dream," she mumbled around it.
Hard to make out through the slurps, but something like, "How's this?"
"...Yeah, you're doing great."
"Goo' then... sluuuurp...♡"
She smiled with her eyes and sucked harder. Watching, I thought,
Looks like I'm not fucked after all.