Got Any Complaints?
I had no idea when Nidroga had opened her eyes. But she was pouting with a sense of betrayal, and the Lord apologized with an awkward look on her face. Her daughter demanded that she prove it wasn't "stealing" her man. This time, her mother didn't stubbornly refuse. They asked for my input, and I... didn't say no.
Two mother and daughter in nightgowns and a dress, with only tops on. And the naked porter. The three of us pulled each other close. And we began exchanging hungry kisses. We must all still have been starving.
"Mmph, haah."
Nidroga's tongue tangled with mine. Her cute, stuttering gasps, unsure when to breathe, were like a child learning to swim for the first time. The pounding pulse from mouth to mouth, the vibrations of our bodies—it all transmitted between us. If the trembling from minutes ago had been from fear and excitement, this one felt like solid anticipation. She overlapped our lips more aggressively than before, pushing in sticky affection, which was commendable. But in the end, she melted away at the edges again.
I grabbed her soft cheeks and pulled our tongues apart, a thread of saliva stretching out. Nidroga's tongue, slick with aftertaste, slid out long and slow.
"Heh... ah."
As I savored Nidroga shuddering with her eyes still shut, someone gently took my chin from the other side and turned it.
"Mmph, slurp. Smack."
This time, it was her mother's tongue entwining with mine. The opposite of Nidroga—I was the one learning pleasure now. She guided me from shallow streams to the deep ocean. The pounding pulse from mouth to mouth, the vibrations of our bodies—it all transmitted between us. Her hand stroked my back, which twitched from memories of being overwhelmed, tenderly from my shoulders to my rising goosebumps. Her tongue leisurely dominated mine, meticulously cleaning from behind my teeth to the roof of my mouth. I could finally understand a bit of those novel heroines' anguish about places being touched that they didn't even know existed.
As she released me, dizzy from all I'd learned, the Lord wiped the saliva from my lips with her thumb, looking satisfied.
"You learn fast."
"Thanks to a good teacher."
"A good teacher, huh. Guess I should watch and learn too. You go first, Mother."
Nidroga tossed her loosened hair tie onto my chest. Then she hopped down from the bed. As the Lord and I stared blankly, Nidroga propped her chin on her hand and grinned, just like her mother had moments ago.
"Now it's fair, right? Enjoy the view of me getting pinned and turned into a bitch."
"Oh my. That's a fun idea."
The Lord covered her mouth laughing, peering at me through narrowed eyes.
"If only you could."
"Hear that, Tan? Show her what you've got!"
Nidroga reached out and smacked my back encouragingly. Getting cheered on in a situation where I deserved a scolding felt pretty awkward. But my dick stood honestly erect. Pointed at my party member's mother, the supreme being known as the Lord.
The Lord's white dress clung to her sweat-slicked, ripe body, fully revealed. Smiling, she slowly grasped my cock with both hands. It twitched, remembering defeat after defeat against her skin. It seemed ready to submit again, drooling pre-cum steadily.
Damn it. I couldn't just fold without making her cry out even once.
"Call it pointless pride if you want."
"It is pointless pride, but let's see if you can back it up."
"I get the feeling you weren't fully satisfied, so I'm still bummed out."
"One-night stands always leave regrets. The more mature one graciously accommodates. How about soothing Nidroga first?"
"Play with someone on your level?"
"Not what I meant, but if that's how it sounded..."
The Lord brought her face close to mine and blew softly in my ear. Then she stroked the back of my head as I shivered, like it was adorable.
"Must be your insecurity talking."
"I'll make you regret those words."
Buoyed by playful defiance, I bit her earlobe instead. She jolted in surprise but burst into giggles. Solid reaction. Found a weak spot. Following what I'd learned earlier, I nibbled and licked it thoroughly, and the Lord let out pleased laughter as she slowly lay back.
Me, conquering the top position. Her, graciously yielding the bottom. Reversed from before, we gazed at each other confidently.
"I'll make you cry."
"God, how long's it been since I heard that?"
She'd expected missionary right up until she spread her legs. But I pressed her thighs further apart with my hips. I heard Nidroga swallow hard. The Lord's eyes changed too, like she hadn't seen this coming.
"You mean business, huh."
"Told you. I'll make you cry."
I'd never intentionally taken this position with the sisters or Esen in our mindless romps. A vulgar pose no one could force on a Dragon Lord. Hips thrust high to accept the cock.
"Bold as ever. Mating press, huh."
"Fancy term for it. I know the cruder one."
"You like dirty talk. Wanna hear it?"
"Breeding press."
I was the one who couldn't handle the embarrassment after saying it. I lasted only seconds before dropping my head into her cleavage. The Lord giggled, pinched my cheek, and kissed me. Greedy yet gentle, leisurely yet intense kisses. I slowly moved my hips, rubbing the entrance teasingly. Persistently, stickily, until our anticipation's juices knotted together like a tangle.
Because tonight, she wanted to be treated purely as a female. To cover that inscrutable loneliness with vulgarity. Her demand satisfied. Her greedy hips bucked, urging penetration. I teased a bit more, savoring her desperation—but I was struggling too.
"Making me beg might come before making me cry."
"Enough teasing?"
"Please."
She lifted her hips, sliding in slowly. Into the heated, ripe flesh's gap, swollen with anticipation. The deep pleasure repeated. More bearable than before, but I wouldn't last long again. Surprisingly, the Lord seemed short on composure too. Her gently closed eyelids flinched mid-enjoyment of the insertion.
"Deeper than I thought..."
Calmly parting her inner walls to the hilt. The Lord spasmed in her lower belly.
"Ohhh...?"
"...Weird for me to say as your inferior, but you okay?"
"F-Fine—hngh?"
"Moving now."
I plunged near-vertically into her depths. Definitely deep. And an odd resistance I'd never felt before. Her perpetually sleepy eyes finally flew wide. Something unfamiliar made her pupils shake as she blinked rapidly.
"Listen, actually—"
"Here it comes."
"I've never done this position...!"
She'd said pregnancy was impossible no matter how much I came tonight, so I unleashed inside without care. Her pussy clenched painfully tight, pleasure booming through my head.
"Ah... fu...?"
Somehow, holding anyone makes me think this, but I wanted to stay buried forever. Time doesn't allow it, pushing us onward. Ejected from pleasure's peak, I had to move for more.
Thinking I'd catch my breath, she thrust back, and the Lord laughed in flustered surprise.
"Young... quick recovery."
"Told you, I'll make you cry. Won't stop till I do."
She smiled awkwardly, just like Nidroga had. Like proof I'd peeled away her composure shell. I kept slamming down, savoring the secret female body hidden under her fearsome name. A treasure no one dared uncover—mine alone tonight. Heavy taps deep inside drew out sweet, ecstasy-soaked moans.
"Nngh... this is pretty good, kinda... you know..."
"First time in this position, right?"
"Haaah. Yeah. Slipped out. Forget I—ahk?"
"Good news then. First breeding press: well-received."
"Nngh, what... pointless talk..."
"I'll treasure it."
I'd never promised to make her face flush red, but I succeeded. She laughed it off and released my pinched cheek. I pressed her down onto the sheets. Like with Nidroga. Gripping and kneading her yielding breasts, eyes devouring the sight too. A dragon so like her beautiful daughter Nidroga, no mistaking whose it was. What Nidroga would look like slathered in sultriness.
"...Only seeing you as a bitch right now..."
"That a problem?"
"...Never said it was."
Honey-slick moans, not shallow satisfaction but true bliss rising from deep within. Relentless honest thrusts inscribed my intent into her pussy. Treating her thoroughly as a female. Unconsciously, she twisted her head, signaling with her whole body. Her excitement nearly filling her cup.
"Rag...naloka."
"What?"
"My name. Call me Ragnarocha..."
Her arms, stripped of leisure, wrapped my neck. Answering her plea for closeness, I stopped teasing and crushed her tight.
"Ragnarocha."
"Yesh... hngh, uuugh..."
"Ragnarocha. Ragnarocha. Ragnarocha."
I'll say it a thousand times if asked. Whispering her name by her flushed ear, endless kisses. The Lord began howling like a bitch in heat, writhing indistinguishably from her daughter, clawing the sheets. But I was suffering too. Climax surged to my tip, ready to burst. Gritting through on willpower. No one beats my endurance. Promised it. Full effort treating you like a bitch.
"I... hngh, uuugh..."
"Tight, Ragnarocha."
"Cum... cum in your daughter's 'breeder'..."
"Gonna slam deep and irresponsibly breed you."
Did she crave it that badly? Her mangled toes locked around my waist. Limp yet tenacious. Fully fused, I slammed down. Finally, her pupils rolled back trembling, forgotten dignity crumbling in long sobs.
Struggling against her mature pussy's novelty, finally adapting—my cock couldn't conquer her climaxing hips' quakes. Thrusting deep in ecstasy, my eyes fluttered in haze. How many dozen seconds did we cling like that? Holding her quivering body, I slowly withdrew my spent cock and flopped sideways. A tear trickled from Ragnarocha's wet eyes. Soaked through, she laughed without wiping it.
"...I-I cried."
"You did."
"If you say you'll do it... you do."
"Damn right."
No time to bask—the watching Nidroga poked my side. Dissatisfaction transmitted through her finger.
"I only got once, but Mom took loads."
"I-It worked out that way."
"What? Blaming my blackout?"
Pouting as she climbed onto the bed, Nidroga plopped her wet thighs atop me. Big trouble. Exhausted, recovery lagging. Ignoring the mess of her mother's juices on my cock, Nidroga kissed it without hesitation. Glared at her mom once, then challengingly engulfed it.
"Oh... fuck..."
Clumsy but earnest service. Suction rivaling her mother's greed. Sucking like she'd leave hickeys, she slowly pulled off. Beaming proudly at my battle-ready dick.
"Perfected."
"Gonna die..."
"Don't. Gotta show me the same sincerity as Mom."
Rubbing my cock on her belly, Nidroga pouted.
"...Can't help but get excited seeing that."
"Oh, saying the same thing as me."
Mom laughed, kissed Nidroga's cheek, pulled her back, and supported her hips. Backed by her mother's breasts as a chair, Nidroga haughtily looked away.
"Couldn't sleep for days thinking of you."
"Seemed fine earlier."
"Your fault. Slept deep and dreamless for once, then you and Mom woke me up."
Once more, presenting my cock to mother and daughter. Gratitude welled for this luxury.
"Knock me out completely? That it?"
"...Try it."
The night would drag on. I didn't refuse, approaching Nidroga. Mother and daughter only released me after more cries. We collapsed into sleep without changing the soaked sheets.
——————
Next day. Succubus Queen's hangover muted the street party noise considerably. Our lodging was livable now. But we'd be the noise today.
Nidroga, back with me, flinched under Esen's murderous glare from the sofa.
"Tasty?"
"Huh?"
"Denying it, huh. Hey."
When did my title become "hey"? I stared bewildered at Esen's beckoning.
She bared her teeth.
"Generous calling you 'hey.' Be grateful I'm not cursing."
"...Fair point."
"Fair my ass."
Resigned, I approached and knelt swiftly. Ignoring me, Esen buried her nose deep in my hair, inhaling like savoring fine grass. Pausing, she laughed incredulously and petted me.
"Deserved a smack. Lucky last night? Who's the other one?"
"You wouldn't believe—aaagh! Mercy—mercy!"
Experience said whine early before real violence. Yanking my ear hard, Esen released with a bored shrug.
"Whatever. Knew it since sharing with Monica sis. What can ya do. But say something next time. We worried you'd vanished."
Sorry, got held up. I prayed this was the end.
"So, who's the other?"
Esen poked my side, whispering playfully. But her breath made me shudder violently. Overtrained ears?
Esen flinched.
"...Your ears always this sensitive?"
"......No."
"I'll forgive your uncontrollable dick and harem-expanding madness."
Esen hopped off the sofa. Nidroga tried intervening but backed off under her glare.
"So forgive my jealousy too."
"Spare me."
"Got developed, you horny mutt—!"
As furious Esen wrenched my leg screaming, disheveled sisters emerged waving.
"Morning, Tan."
"Love you, Monica sisters—!"
"Me too. But no helping, Tan. I'll heal if she breaks you."
"What kinda talk is thaaat—!"
Formal speakers scariest now. To fidgeting Nidroga, sisters handed a teacup. Started fancy coffee machine.
"Tan, a cup?"
"No sugar buuaaagh—!"
"Sigh. Mom warned this'd happen, but can't help feeling bittersweet. Wonder how many more'll join the ride."
"This cheating dick? This monster dragged pure Nidroga into the harem?!"
"Since when you care about her purity? You laughed at her state—aaagh! Don't bite! Don't rip—!"
If truly mad, I'd be in pieces, but Esen released without breaking. Turned intense interest to Nidroga.
"Pay dick rental."
"...You my pimp?"
"Shut it, playboy porter. Rental fee: spill epic tales, Nidroga. What happened last night to leave you wrecked?"
Unable to confess the mystery partner's identity, Nidroga hemmed, diverting topics. It worked too well. Sisters and Esen, engrossed in position talk, slowly turned to me.
"Ooh."
"Breeding press..."
Esen licked her lips like a cat eyeing fish. Troubles piling on troubles. Why? My dick's fault. Too late for regrets.
"Remember this. Won't tell when I pounce. Brace yourself."
"My bad. Squeeze gently."
"Fuck off, perv."
"Damn it..."