Spec Up (8): Battle Nun Sisters Donburi
I admit it. Back in my days as a shut-in solo gamer, bursting with the raging libido of my early twenties, I'd devoured countless international audiovisual materials and R18 essays to satisfy my urges. Sure, video and audio had the edge in realism and stimulation, but that didn't mean those R18 stories were inferior in every way.
Fantasy. The kind of fantasies that got you even harder. Stories too extreme for video, acts impossible for real human bodies—they could explode readers' imaginations with mere words. And along with that, their crotches exploded too.
And now, here in what you could call another world, one of those fantasies I'd once indulged in was coming true.
Donburi.
'Donburi...!'
It wasn't the famous sisters edition or mother-daughter edition, but since Shae called Kaya "big sis" and followed her devotedly, you could call it sisters donburi in the broad sense, right?
'Sisters Donburi: Another World Battle Nun Big Sis and Crusader Little Sis Edition.'
Sniff. This had to turn on more than just me.
Shae was trembling atop Kaya, letting out weird "Hnggh, hngg" noises. Suddenly feeling the heavy weight of Kaya's body on top of her snapped Shae back to her senses—she realized it wasn't me pinning her down, but Kaya, and started hiccuping.
"Hic!"
"Kaya. Shae looks startled—comfort her properly."
"…."
Kaya slowly turned her head to look at me. Her gaze carried a silent protest, as if to say, Is that really what you want to say right now? But I pretended not to notice.
I'd only said it offhand anyway. So cute, Shae. You're so damn cute.
Maybe she read the fierce determination in my eyes that I had zero intention of changing positions. Kaya's lips worked soundlessly for a moment, then she shook her head and settled back into place with a sigh, as if to say there was no helping it.
But why was her pussy twitching like that, Kaya? So lewd. You're so fucking lewd, Kaya.
I couldn't help but chuckle. No mirror around, but it was probably a total pervert grin.
"Ngh."
"Hnght."
I grabbed Kaya's ass, feeling it mold perfectly to my grip. It wasn't squishy modeling clay, nor a bursting steamed bun, nor a balloon about to pop. That's what made it all the more satisfying. Her once-pale cheeks were now red everywhere, every mark screaming mine, which only made me happier.
"Captain, ngh, I never knew, hnght, you could be this lewd."
"Really had no idea?"
"No, truly no, haaah!"
I ambushed her pussy with my index finger, stirring her insides like she thought it was my cock and clamped down hard. It took less than three seconds for her to get soaking wet again.
I chuckled darkly, using her ass like a canvas to smear the clear "ink" coating my finger. Kaya stayed silent, but her cheeks quivered with every stroke, her pussy lips fluttering open.
"Who's the lewd one here? Huh? Seems like it's you, Kaya."
"Kh."
Kaya must've figured answering would only put her at a disadvantage—she clamped her mouth shut. But that silence didn't last five seconds.
"Haaah!"
"So, you hate it?"
I teased her entrance with my glans instead of my finger. Kaya tensed up head to toe, letting out a moan. Reflexively, she hugged Shae beneath her—the way Kaya's tits mashed against Shae's back was insanely lewd. Hell, there wasn't a single non-lewd part on Kaya.
"Shae. If it's too much or you feel bad, just say so. Got it?"
"Hic."
Poor thing—Shae was still a long way from regaining her senses. For now, just rest under big sis Kaya?
"No answer... so you hate it? Kaya?"
"You're, so mean, Captain…."
"I just want you to be honest. This isn't service for just one person—both of you need to feel good. Can't force it if you hate it."
Maybe my sudden seriousness threw her off, leaving her speechless. After a long pause, Kaya shoved her ass back toward me. My glans, barely hooked in, caught with a pop, then slid in slow and slick with wet sucking sounds.
She was literally devouring me.
"Kgh!"
"Haa... As if, I'd hate it…."
I hadn't even thrust yet, but suddenly she had me balls-deep. Intentional or just lost in the heat? Either way, Kaya's lewd cock-swallowing show was over—the whole time, she stroked the scars on Shae's back and spoke.
"Sharing love, hnght, together like this, baring our bodies, ngh, scarred and full of painful memories, eek, it's all possible, hng, because it's you, Captain. So how could I hate it?"
"…."
I knew. No matter that this wasn't Earth, that it had a medieval vibe—this situation wasn't "normal" by any stretch. And these women had about as much sexual experience as I did: next to none. Even if they both had feelings for me, accepting a threesome naturally? Tough as hell.
On top of that, Kaya had to bare herself to someone other than me, the man who'd mocked her her whole life. Shae had to show her scar-covered body to someone besides me. The awkwardness, reluctance, shame—all those messy emotions….
They were okay because it was me. Good because it was me. No way they could hate it because it was me.
"Captain...? Did I say, haaah, something weird?!"
Kaya, saying things like that—you're so grateful, so lovable.
"Hak, haaah, haa, aaah, ah, a, a, a, aaaaah-!"
"Wha, big sisss?!"
I grabbed her waist and floored it.
Squelch-thrust squelch-squelch squelch-squelch splat smack-smack-smack-
"A, a, a, no, nooo, ah, hek, heek, hnggh, urk!"
Kaya's ass jiggled wildly. Pussy juice sprayed everywhere. From all the in-and-out, our fluids frothed white and clung to my shaft.
"B-big sis? Captain?"
With my relentless pistoning, no brakes, Kaya couldn't stifle her moans—she wailed "Aang aang!" as her limbs flopped with every thrust. Halfway through, the shock seemed to wake Shae fully; she fretted over Kaya's dying gasps.
Good, you're back, Shae. Don't worry—Kaya won't die. She's dying of pleasure, actually.
"A, a, a, a, a, aaaaaah!"
As Kaya's back muscles sharpened and her pussy clenched like it wanted to crush me, I knew she was close. I slammed in rough enough to make spanking sounds. My cock was red-hot like a glowing rod—gross even to me—but seeing that monstrous thing mercilessly splitting her tight pussy? Fucking hot.
"Kaya!!"
"Haaaaangh!"
I crushed her with my full weight, spreading her ass wide to bury as deep as possible. Third load, but the pump was working fine. Reservoir full too. It spurted in sticky bursts, making Kaya's limp body twitch in sync.
Drool—
Even bloated, cum leaking from her pussy was a sight to behold.
"Uhhe…."
"Big sis, big sis! You okay?"
I laid the blissed-out, lewd-faced Kaya down gently. Freed at last, Shae bolted up to check her face—but Kaya just gaped vacantly, drool pooling.
"Big sis, I'll get you some water… hyaaah?!"
I roughly grabbed Shae's tits as she tried knee-walking off the bed, then flopped her atop Kaya. Their tits mashing front-on hit me first. Every new experience was shocking, thrilling, arousing. A sigh of awe slipped out.
"Whoa."
"C-Captain! Big sis is acting weird!"
"She's fine."
"Sh-She's not coming to! She's really weird! Super weird!"
So cute. Wonder how she'd react if I told her she was just like that?
"You know that, Shae?"
"Captain!"
"You said the same thing last time too, remember?"
"Th-That was!"
"Really weird? Super weird?"
I rubbed my glistening rod against Shae's pussy. She shook her head frantically, staring at Kaya's fucked-out face.
Upper mouth and lower mouth disagreeing this perfectly—what a match!
"The only sane one among crazies is the real weirdo. Know that?"
"Wh-What're you suddenly—"
"So let's get weird together. Shae."
"Ah."
The instant I hilted rod number four in her sopping pussy, Shae blanked out like she couldn't process, mumbling dumbly.
"Hyaaaaaaaang!"
Then, like a lag in her nerves, seconds later she screamed loud enough to shake the room and crushed Kaya beneath her in a hug. Her sideboobs squished out even more—I switched from her hips to grope those.
"Hyang, ang, aaang, haang! N-Nooo! Hic!"
"Nghht, kh!"
I kneaded their sideboobs, digging inward. My pistoning made their pink holes grind fiercely against each other in some fusion dance.
"Can't hold back."
"Aaang!"
I pinched both clits, pressing, rubbing, tweaking. Wild reactions erupted above and below each time.
"C-Captain, sl-slow, a lil, sl-sloweeer!"
I ignored her easily. All those videos and essays said the same: when a girl begs "slow down" in that sexy voice mid-sex, it's her way of saying more. If it really hurt, if she was truly dying, she couldn't scream like that.
"This one's plenty slutty too."
"N-No, not me! I-I'm not sluttyyy, pl-please let, me, speaak propeeerlyyy!"
My excitement had crossed the line too—my head was fucked. Sure, maybe deep down they felt different, but I'd never straight-up called Kaya or Shae lewd or slutty to their faces before. What if this hurt them later?
These girls with barely any experience said "okay" to a threesome because it's you—that's natural-born slut right there. We're all enjoying it, all gone crazy together. Accomplices. Time to own it shamelessly.
'Fuck?'
My dark inner self spat trash talk. Sure, but lying down and spitting? Hypocrite.
Just think about now. Right now.
I licked the scars on Shae's back while flooring it like with Kaya. The bastards who did this to you—I'll crush them someday. So let's reach the dungeon's end together. You will, right?
"Ang! Aaang! Haang!"
Got it? Thanks.
Freshly creampied in Shae, I pulled out and aimed below. Then thrust forward.
"Ahhuk?!"
"Heek, hee, heek…."
Up down up up down—Shae if she stirred, Kaya if she did. Or alternating at my whim, thrust thrust. Curiosity led me to probe between their pussies too. Until I'd drained every drop, I loved them hard.
Even if I died, no regrets.
"I'm really gonna die…."
Dragging my shaky legs and throbbing back between them, I hugged both at once. My hands still gripped their tits.
'Feels like a message popped up….'
Sleep hit like a truck.