The Bottomless Essence Devours the Queen – A Reverse Orgy of Endless Discharges
Yupia lifted a finger, a leisurely smile playing across her lips.
"Since the occasion calls for it, shall I change into something else?"
Snap!
She flicked her fingers lightly. In that instant, the leather wrapping her body vanished like smoke.
"Ohh..."
A gasp escaped me before I could stop it. Not because she'd gone naked. What she was wearing now was far more stimulating than being fully undressed — the kind of outfit only a thoroughly educated pervert would ever devise.
Can you even call that clothes?
A single glossy crimson ribbon wound around Yupia's entire body. Starting at her chest, it cinched her waist in an X, then continued down her thighs and calves.
"Haaa... this delicious pressure..."
Yupia moaned and twisted, and her smooth flesh bulged between the ribbons as if it might burst through. Her breasts, her ass, her thighs in particular spilled out between the bindings, creating a plump, embossed topography of skin. The important parts were cleverly covered by the ribbon — but the overall effect was far lewder than if she'd been completely naked.
Holy shit... look at that flesh spilling through the gaps.
My gaze locked onto the inner-thigh meat where the ribbon had bitten in. Just looking at it, I could feel the springy elasticity — poke it with a finger and it would bounce right back. Blood rushed to my cock in a hurry.
"Kyahahaha! Look at that dickhead! Already horny?"
Yupia cackled, her eyes raking over my crotch.
"Reacting to a bit of wrapping paper? Males really are pathetically simple, aren't they?"
Apparently pleased with my reaction, she twitched her hips and let her body bounce.
"Then how about this?"
Snap!
The sound of her fingers flicking again. In that instant, the color and form of the ribbons wrapping her body changed. No longer a monotonous red — now a lavish Christmas wrapping ribbon, green and red intertwined.
And the most important change: the ribbons covering her private parts had shifted. They no longer concealed. Instead, they revealed — emphasizing, highlighting, putting everything on display.
Those nipples, no matter how many times I see them...
Between the ribbons, her pink nipples stood at rigid attention. The ribbon squeezed the surrounding breast-flesh so tightly that they jutted out even more prominently.
Down below was even more of a spectacle. The ribbon pressed into the flesh on either side of her completely smooth, hairless pussy, spreading it open — leaving her soaked, plump folds fully, shamelessly exposed.
"You crazy bitch..."
"Kyahahaha! Your mouth says one thing, but that cock of yours is standing even stiffer, drooling for it! That good, is it?"
Every time she moved, the flesh compressed by the ribbons rippled, and between them a pink hole winked open and shut. It was the very crystallization of obscenity — an advertisement screaming, Unwrap me and fuck me already.
"Well? Do you like it? I prepared this gift especially to wring out your Vital Essence."
Yupia licked her own lips.
"Well, looking at that cock of yours, I don't even need to ask."
I swallowed hard. Any fatigue I'd felt had long since evaporated. If you could look at a visual like this and not get hard, you'd be a eunuch.
"I'll give you that. Impressive. And the customer service is dedicated as hell."
"Don't get cocky. It's far too early to be impressed. There are things I can do precisely because this is a dream."
Yupia tapped a full-length mirror standing in the corner of the room with one finger. In that instant—
Shhhh—
The mirror's surface rippled, and the Yupia reflected within stepped out. Two Yupias, both bound in ribbon. A clone with the exact same expression, the exact same body, the exact same vulgarity as the original.
"What? Just me becoming two and you're already leaking pre-cum? Kyahahaha! Pathetic. Filthy!"
"If it's filthy, maybe you should do something about it?"
"Still, those eyes of yours, rolling around so eagerly while that horny dick stands at full attention — they're rather cute. I'll play with you."
The original Yupia crawled up toward my face. The clone slipped between my legs.
"Here. Start by taking a sniff."
The original Yupia squatted over my face. Her plump pussy lips, spilling out between the ribbons, quivered right in front of my nose. She dropped her hips, and a wet, scorching mass of flesh smothered my nose and mouth.
"Mmph! Mmphh!"
With every breath, a thick rose fragrance mixed with the musky, tangy scent of her juices flooded deep into my lungs. Was it because this was a dream? The smell was far denser, far more stimulating than in reality.
"Bmmph!"
Soft flesh crushed down on my face, her clit grinding against my lips.
"Look at that cock getting even stiffer just from me sitting on your face and grinding my pussy on it. You're in full heat."
While Yupia smeared her ass against me with utterly vulgar abandon, insulting me all the while, the clone down below was nuzzling her cheek against my cock.
This is more stimulating than I expected...
The clone had her face buried in my crotch, breathing hot air over my balls and shaft. Once she'd had her fill of the scent, she swallowed the head of my cock straight into her mouth.
Hss... the lewd smell is absolutely throbbing through the air...
Pussy scent from above, a blowjob from below. Was this succubus service? This was a reward. I abandoned any thought of resistance and decided to enjoy this situation at two hundred percent.
A room of mirrors on every side. Wherever I turned my head, Yupia's luscious ass grinding her pussy against my face, and the clone sucking my cock, were reflected from dozens of angles.
"Chuuup! Bmmph!"
The clone's tongue-work was identical to the original's. No — they seemed to share sensations, their rhythm above and below locking together perfectly.
"How is it? Going crazy, aren't you? This is a luxury you couldn't even imagine in the real world, right? Kyahahaha!"
The Yupia sitting on my face giggled. Her juices trickled down my cheek.
"Haa... tying you up and just grinding my pussy on you isn't quite hitting the spot... and she can't even suck as well as Lilith... time to get to the main event."
Yupia rose. The clone naturally lay down beside me, wrapping her arms around me and rubbing her tits against my side — then those nipples, teasing, tickling.
Meanwhile, Yupia climbed onto my hips. Her thigh flesh, cinched tight by the ribbons, clung to me wetter and stickier than usual.
"Don't pass out too easily, got it?"
She took hold of my cock and lined the head up against her soaked hole. The ribbon compressing the flesh around her pussy made the entrance look even tighter, even more taut than usual — for just a moment.
Shluuuck!
"Haaaang...! This is it...!"
Yupia cried out, grinding her ass down.
Holy shit... this is way more intense than last time...
The sensation of my cock forcing its way into her tight passage. The tension from the ribbons made the pressure inside her no joke. It was like I'd shoved my cock into a scorching, dripping, densely packed slime — and that slime was alive, squeezing down.
"Haaang...! A filthy mutt like you, packing a cock this useful...! This body shall grant you that much praise...!"
Yupia's inner walls were hot as a furnace. Whether she'd cranked up the sensitivity because this was a dream, every roll of her hips sent a jolt of pleasure that made my brain spark.
I'm gonna cum at this rate...
I hadn't even been inside her for three minutes and I was already at my limit. I couldn't hold it. My hips bucked.
Spurt! Spurt-spurt-spurt-spurt!!
"Haaaang!! You son of a bitch!! You're already cumming!!"
My semen flooded her insides. Yupia gripped my waist tight, her body trembling for a moment — then she burst out laughing.
"Puhah! What? You already came like some mutt's dick?"
She tapped my cheek, sneering.
"I shake my ass a few times and you already blow? You were a premature-ejaculating little shit all along, weren't you? That good? Were you that hungry for my pussy?"
Her eyes were full of superiority and triumph. As if she'd paid back every humiliation from reality, she even started humming.
"We're nowhere near done. In a dream, you don't get to finish whenever you want. I'll wring every last drop out of you."
Yupia started moving her hips again.
Schlick! Schlick!
"Hngh! Good! Cum! Cum more! Dump it all!"
Every time she bounced her hips, those massive tits bound in ribbon surged up and down. The visual of the ribbon cords biting into flesh and then springing back made my vision swim. The clone beside me licked my nipples, poured moans into my ear, and rubbed her whole body against mine.
"Kyahaha! Even here, you're just a cheap, pathetic cock in the end!"
Second orgasm. Third orgasm.
Tenth orgasm.
"Haa... haa... it just keeps coming. You perverted male."
Yupia was panting, soaked in sweat, but her hips never stopped.
Slap! Slap!
The sound of Yupia's ass smacking against my thighs echoed through the space. From her pussy, semen mixed with white foam trickled out in streams, soaking the bedsheets.
All I had to do was lie there and enjoy it. She shook herself on top of me; the clone sucked from the side.
This is a fully automatic onahole, isn't it?
Definitely a reward.
"Hngh! Hngh! Why are you still fine?!"
How much time had passed? Around the point when my sense of time in the dream started to dull, Yupia's expression began to change.
"Haa... haueuuh..."
That leisurely, mocking smirk from the beginning was gone. Instead, her pupils were slowly losing focus.
"H-how long are you going to keep cumming... And the concentration hasn't even dropped from the first load... This is ridiculous..."
Yupia panted, muttering.
"Haeeung... your semen is too hot... If I take any more, my insides are going to break..."
Yupia's movements grew sluggish. But she didn't stop. Her body, drunk on my Vital Essence, seemed to be chasing pleasure regardless of her will.
"Yupia, shake it properly. You're slacking compared to earlier."
"Sh-shut up...! Haeeung...! You insolent little...!"
"You said your stamina was infinite in a dream. What's this, then?"
I slammed my hips upward.
Thrust!
"Haaang!!"
Yupia's head snapped back. Drool spilled from her mouth.
"Swallow it nice and deep, like that."
"Aaang...! Ughk...! This is this body's dream, so why...!"
The clone was convulsing against me as well. The original's overload seemed to have spread to her double.
The original Yupia's eyes rolled completely back. Her inner walls convulsed on their own, biting down on my cock. A ferocious squeeze — as if she wouldn't let go, or rather, as if she were begging for more.
"Hiek! O-okay, that's enough for today! You should be grateful this body is letting you off... haang... here...!"
"The hell are you talking about?"
I casually slipped free of the bindings around my wrists. The dream's restraints no longer held any power over a Yupia who'd already lost control.
"The automatic mode was convenient, but I can't have you stopping."
I seized Yupia's slender waist with both hands — her eyes unfocused. The side-flesh compressed by the ribbons yielded softly between my fingers.
"Well, with an onahole this incredible, manual mode isn't half bad either."
"W-wait a second...! I-I can't take any more...!"
"Who decided you can't? You're the one who dragged me in here."
Yupia looked down at me with terror in her eyes, but it was already too late. Yupia Washington — the part where Yupia washed my cock — was over. Now it was my turn to go on the offensive.
"Don't you dare pass out on me. The dream cuts off if you do."
I grinned, lifting the ass of a woman whose strength was already failing, who was about to collapse.