Bilena and Morgan – No Mercy for Their Pleas
I decided to completely ignore words like "wait a sec" or "please" from Bilena and Morgan. I'd never once yielded just because Esen cried out. Even her tearful pleas of "stop for real" got brushed off. Bilena's half-hearted squirms lacked the persuasive power to rein in my self-control.
Bilena, who'd been leaking sweet, honey-like moans from the very start as I pinned her down, now seemed too exhausted even to send up a proper distress signal.
"E-get, hek, hut—"
She was too drained to even cry out properly. At some point, she'd apparently forgotten how to speak altogether. Clinging tightly to my neck as if terrified I'd drift away, she floated powerlessly in the waves of pleasure—a sight so endearing it made me want to drive my sincerity into her all the more honestly and firmly. Our thighs slapped together with sharp pang-pang sounds each time.
"Ah, ahak…."
Bilena's legs, gripped in my arms, trembled skyward. Her eyes and face were as drenched as the space between those legs, where fluids streamed endlessly. But since she'd asked with her own mouth to be handled like Esen, there was no reason to go easy. Tigresses are beasts, after all. From experience, it was safer to fuck her senseless in bliss than to half-ass it and risk getting mauled later.
…Of course, Bilena wasn't as sturdy as Esen. Treating this delicate body the exact same way would surely hurt her. I had to modulate the intensity while still indulging—just enough to feel good. I'd teased her with "gonna lift you up and pound," but in reality, I was kinder than that. It was close to the position we'd shared love in on the beach not long ago: sitting and holding her tight. The only difference was wrapping my arms around her white thighs and waist at once, depriving her of control so she truly felt like she was being ravished at my whim. My consideration for a beginner like her should ease the pressure considerably, but even so, being unable to shift her weight freely must have been overwhelming.
Bilena's eyelids, clenched tight from the thrill and fear, quivered. The sight was so cute, like a huddled little animal, that I deliberately smacked her already flushed ass—loud enough for the sound, but gentle enough not to hurt.
"Hekyuk…?"
"You asleep, Bilena?"
Her teary eyes snapped wide open, round with tears. Then her eyelids fluttered down delicately, closing again.
"You wanted to try everything Esen does? So, having gone through it for real, what do you think? Regretting the jealousy now?"
"Uk… mmet…!"
"Acting all high and mighty, demanding this or that—then what? You look ready to pass out any second."
"N… no…."
"Still want me to treat you 'like Esen'? Even like this?"
I snapped my hips against her body, and her head immediately lolled back. Just a slight increase in pace turned her into this. Her clear reactions were cute and satisfying—no complaints here. She was paying the price for her childish competitiveness with her whole body, but whether she regretted it or was thrilled remained unclear. Her face flushed ripe as a tomato, lost in a daze, she just clung to my neck and writhed.
…She was squeezing much more aggressively than last time, making it precarious. Whether from rivalry or eagerness to learn, her body was uncoordinated but a quick study. The dizzying sensation of her innermost depths sucking my cock in like a vacuum. As I squeezed my eyes shut a few times from the pleasure, Bilena's utterly broken expression twisted into a clumsy smile.
"Hik, uhek, hiat, hihehet…."
"…Cheeky."
I smacked her ass a bit harder and ramped up the speed. That smug triumph vanished from her face in an instant. Nibbling her ear gently, I whispered, and her body began bucking wildly.
"It's your birthday, so I'll go easy. I'm about to cum."
"C-cum… inside…."
"What? Forgot it's your birthday 'cause it feels too good?"
"B-birth… day c-cake…."
"Something you want?"
Even as her tongue lolled out anxiously, she pressed out words with each crumpled breath. Whatever it was, she wanted it bad. I loosened my movements slightly to give her a moment to catch her breath. I couldn't stop entirely—her inner walls were too sweetly melted now to suppress my lust.
"Th-this…."
"Tell me."
"C-cum in… s-side…."
"Louder, clearly."
"C-cum inside, p-please… Ah, ahak…! G-gonna…!"
"Ahegao?"
When Esen muttered that sloppily, Nidroga smacked her back as if to warn her. Esen tilted her head, then suddenly grabbed Nidroga's hair and tumbled off the bed with her. Ignoring that spectacle entirely, I focused on Bilena's words. Her tongue still twisting, Bilena pushed lightly at my upper body with her hand, then caressed her heated lower belly. She squeezed my waist tight and gently stroked the base of the pillar sliding in and out of her.
Inside this time.
That shameless, undignified plea made my head spin. The bold, admirable demand was too lovable—I lost all will to hold back or restrain myself. I released her legs and laid her flat. Then, gripping her tear-streaked cheeks, I plunged into a deep kiss while shoving her slender thighs against the bed and driving my cock mercilessly inside. This time for real—no pretending—I slammed my lust beast-like into her fragile hips.
Even as she sniffled exhaustedly, even as her rigid body twitched repeatedly, Bilena's eyes shone with joy.
"Bilena, Bilena…."
"Ah. Ahe. B-break… me…."
"Clamp down tight and take it. Birthday gift incoming…!"
Spouting vulgar nonsense unworthy of a birthday blessing, I thrust my bursting cock as deep as it could go into Bilena. The heavy, unrelenting urge to cum. The forceful spurts hammered her depths reliably. Bilena arched her back, climaxing harder than ever before—with the face of a fool who'd become a fool out of jealousy.
"Hak—ha. Hauk—fuk. Ah, aaa…."
"…So cute, Bilena. That face is insane."
Gazing down at Bilena, still trembling with unfocused eyes, I showered her with affectionate kisses while holding her close. Her pussy still milked me greedily. The pressure felt like I'd been thoroughly claimed—adorably so.
"Bilena, Bilena. Bilena…."
"Ahem."
"…Ah."
Lifting my head, I found Morgan glaring at me with a hint of murderous intent. I was grateful her face still held a smile, at least.
"…Waited a long time, huh?"
"A long time? You bastard. If you're gonna lay out a bunch of girls and claim you'll embrace us all at once, at least give me some attention too—play with me, talk to me."
"This is all new to me too, so I've got a lot to improve on… Euak."
After one last kiss to Bilena's forehead, I carefully pulled away—only for Morgan to shove me flat with her foot.
"Euak my ass. Quit whining. It's not just the others who are pent up. You and I have unfinished business."
"…The creampie?"
"You remember. Daring to leave me unfinished—humiliating me like that. Time to pay up."
"Sounds like some revenge-obsessed pirate tale…."
Glancing at Bilena, white fluid leaked from between her thighs, bruised red like hickeys. She was too weak to move, which tugged at my heart, but Morgan had all my limbs pinned.
"…Can't you at least cover her with a blanket?"
"Give me one creampie, and I'll let you go."
"Is it that big a deal?"
"It's my pride as your woman on the line. You left my precious first time incomplete? Makes it seem like you couldn't cum 'cause I'm not attractive enough!"
That's not it. I said, "I'll praise your guts. But you had to finish somehow—on my face, my abs, hell, even dump it on your giant luggage bag!"
"…Not the bag."
"Anywhere then—just cum inside me for sure. Your nun guaranteed safe birth control, right? You and her looked like you were in heaven. I'd be the loser if you don't."
Morgan hooked her thumbs in her pants and slowly slid them down, smacking her lips.
"Lemme taste the real porter deal."
"…Already?"
This time too? I barely swallowed the afterthought, but Morgan caught it anyway and shook her head desperately.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming…!"
Thrusting her ass back, her plea was essentially don't hold back for your own orgasm—give me yours. Despite that resolve, her face was tense. Fair enough—her first time, even with care, had hurt plenty. But against her determination, Morgan crumbled fast. On just her second go, she embraced pleasure fully and admirably, purely with her own body—no blessings or divine aid.
…Her approaching from behind might've been to hide her face easily, anticipating this.
"Deeper, deeeep. Deep—"
"I know. Deep. Good girl taking it so deep."
I slammed my lust passionately while gently stroking her bare skin to soothe her. She'd told me to prioritize my release, but pounding down into that soft ass made control impossible. To my rough, inconsiderate thrusts, Morgan poured out sweet dissonance. Even she probably lost count of her orgasms. Esen, facing her prone, tossed a biting jab.
"Dog-cum dumpster."
"…You crazy bitch…! Ah. Ahak…."
"Swinging limp fists—what're you gonna do? See her face, Tan?"
No clue. All I saw was Morgan's flushed nape and blue hair slick with sweat.
"What's it like?"
"Honey overflowing from her eyeballs, popping out. Like a sloppy abstract painting. Ugly as hell."
"Don't listen. You're gorgeous right now."
"Both of you… shut up…!"
Stroking that sea-like soaked hair like a baby's, Morgan—pride stung—bit my thumb hard. But not resisting fiercely; more like protest. As I lovingly thrust into her glistening folds in rhythm, her limp mouth began sucking my finger bit by bit, like wet laundry. The smack-smack sounds made me want to stuff my cock in there. Rub it between those prominently perked tits. I felt unusually depraved today, but with three overqualified nudes laid out and made to cry already, I couldn't hold back.
"Mmet, heb…."
Morgan, handling my lust more adeptly than Bilena while keeping her wits, gestured me closer with her mouth full on my finger. Leaning down with my cock still buried, I tilted my ear. She spat it out and whispered in a voice melted away.
"You… hek. You didn't cast some weird spell or anything…?"
"Spell?"
"Like hypnosis or drugs…."
"…Outta nowhere?"
This threw me. Stopping my hips, she smacked my ass and growled through gritted teeth. No choice—I resumed, whispering clearly.
"Let me be straight: I'm not some deranged rapey porter from rumors or novels. Just a guy whose luck flows weirdly good, landing me in bed with someone like you. Lately, even I suspect some secret sauce."
"So you're innocent…?"
"No drugs, hypnosis, threats, or secret hottie-seducing techniques."
"So if it feels like I like you… uet! That's not weird…?"
"…Not jumping to like me carelessly."
"No matter how many fine women… haat. You have. I just claim you last, right? What're they gonna do if I like you?"
Morgan flashed a cocky grin at pouty Esen. Why was everyone jealous first? Focus on what was happening to her, the sloppy amateurs. I shoved my finger back in her cheeky mouth and crushed her.
"Huh?"
"What'll they do? This."
I ramped up my hips ferociously. Morgan screamed, burying her face in the sheets again—like an obedient pup, hands tucked neatly by her face. I flicked her sticky thighs teasingly, tugged her perky nipples hard like punishment. Her pained cries tugged at me, but she was too lovable to stop tormenting.
"You girls all spout such cheeky shit. What do you take me for?"
"Ah…! Auk…!"
She'd begged for release over mercy, right? Fine, as she wished. Instinct overrode reason. Body and soul resolved to mate, I poured lust into the bitch before me.
"I don't get my luck, but I've told you all—you're too good for me. So I won't stop any girl who comes now!"
"Ah, ah, ah, ahak—!"
"Don't demand 'treat me like her' or make others yield. I'll like you for real and hold you for real…!"
I ground against her surging walls freely. Her moan of deep fulfillment pierced my ears. Bilena, stirring like woken by neighbor noise, crawled slowly toward drenched Morgan. In our stunned gazes, she wobbled dreamily and hugged Morgan. Then they started a deep, thick kiss.
Morgan stifled a scream, trying to resist, but pinned under me, her exhausted body couldn't push away even frail Bilena. Esen and Nidroga watched grinning like wicked imps. Far from helping, I just hoped they wouldn't bite tongues—right as I gripped that lovely ass and unleashed my load.
Morgan climaxed with a choked gasp. Feeling her quiver accepting it, Bilena slowly withdrew her tongue and mumbled.
"Your tongue tastes like booze."
"Crazy… bitch…!"
"…Not Tan?"
"No…! I said no…!"
Bilena tilted her head blankly, then nodded as if understanding. With a displeased tsk, she quietly rinsed her mouth with water. Utterly melted Morgan ground her teeth in outrage, sprawled out.
"…I hate it too! Kiss me quick…! Cover it up…!"
"Got it. But whose mouth? Esen? Nidroga?"
"Hey, you bastard!"