Resembling Madness I [Ilien & Idrien Ksakru] (3)
Gluck… Gulp… Urk… Uuurk!! Gluck… Guuulp!!! The voluptuous body trembled as if in agony, unable to offer the slightest resistance. It could only endure the torment.
Marei gripped Idrien’s hair roughly, pressing the noble elf’s head down without mercy. He forced himself in until her straight nose scraped against the root of his cock, shoving, thrusting, burying every inch.
“Aah… Idrien’s throat is so slick and hot inside… Aaaaaah…!”
As if every ounce of strength had drained from her, Idrien could no longer shake violently. She only twitched in tiny, helpless spasms. When the boy’s panting, selfish voice reached her ears as he pounded away, the fingers that had been secretly stroking her own folds suddenly froze. From her pussy where those fingers had been thrusting on their own, the thick load she had carefully stored in her womb overflowed uncontrollably, splattering the floor.
The discomfort of the cock that had forced its way down her throat and begun moving had long since melted into pleasure. She realized that taking him deeper and faster brought far greater ecstasy than touching herself. Wrapping her arms around his hips, she began shaking her head eagerly.
“Mmm… Ngh… Mmm… Mmph… Ngh… Mmph…!”
The moans couldn’t escape her lips; they vibrated deep in her throat instead. Nasal whimpers mixed in between as her throat memorized the exact shape of the cock her other two holes already knew by heart. She hollowed her cheeks, swallowing relentlessly around the shaft, gulping and massaging him toward release.
Looking up at the boy’s face as he growled in pleasure, she moved her own head with increasing devotion.
Idrien’s devoted service, which seemed destined to end in his climax, was suddenly interrupted by an external presence.
“Is Idrien here?”
The door burst open without a knock. Ilien cautiously poked her face through the gap. Her green eyes sparkled as they swept across the lab, then she stepped boldly inside.
“Oh? Marei is here too?”
She didn’t call him Master—perhaps in case someone else was listening. Idrien, who had glanced up at the sound, broke into a bright, happy smile. She closed the door and locked it with a soft click.
“Where did Idrien go?”
“Sh-she’s… ngh… right… ugh… I-I don’t… know…”
Just as she tried to admit she was right there, Idrien’s hand shot out and squeezed Marei’s balls tightly. The clueless boy started to speak again, but every time he did, she threatened him with another hard squeeze. He finally understood—she didn’t want her sister to see her like this.
“Mmm~ I see~. Then can I keep Master all to myself~?”
The room was already thick with the scent of cum and raw heat; it would have been stranger not to notice. Still, with her sister’s sudden visit and her own senses already addicted to the boy’s thick, potent smell, Idrien could only crouch smaller, trying desperately to stay hidden.
Ilien winked and pressed a finger to her lips. Her gaze drifted downward to the golden hair spilled across the floor between the chair and desk.
“Mmm…”
“Ehe… Then what should I do for you today? I’ve been warming my pussy every single day thinking about you, so you can use it right away. Look~!”
Without hesitation she unbuckled her jeans, yanked the zipper down, and slid the fabric off her hips. The pants caught on her plump ass before slipping further, revealing pure white lace panties. Through the mesh design that deliberately exposed skin, her platinum bush bloomed openly.
“You haven’t been taking care of me lately, so I’ve been comforting myself every day. My pussy squeezes much tighter than Idrien’s, you know.”
Ilien’s green eyes glittered with mischief. She had known her sister was there from the start and seemed to be waiting for the exact moment Idrien would snap and crawl out from under the desk.
“Au…!”
“Master? Is something wrong?”
“N-no… it’s nothing…”
Startled by her sister’s provocation, Idrien jerked her head up. The sudden movement made Marei groan roughly as her throat tightened around him. Idrien swallowed hard, eyes darting around nervously.
“Are you feeling sick, Master?”
“It’s not that… ugh… mmm…”
“Is something the matter? It’s almost like Idrien is servicing you from down there… Hehe.”
At Ilien’s teasing laugh, Idrien frantically tried to pull her mouth off his cock. Marei wanted to savor the unique texture of her throat folds longer, but Idrien, panicked at the thought of being caught, moved too quickly. Her white teeth accidentally scraped the sensitive glans.
“Hngh…! Au… Idrien…!”
“Ah, s-sorry…”
Seeing Marei grimace in pain, her voice slipped out involuntarily. She clapped both hands over her mouth, but the damage was done. Slowly lowering her hands, she crawled out from under the desk on all fours and stood behind him.
“Hello, Idrien~.”
“…Hello.”
Though they had been taken together before, it had only happened after pleasure had burned away their reason. Now, Idrien couldn’t even look her sister in the eye. She stared at the floor in shame. Yet both her arms remained wrapped tightly around Marei in a clingy embrace that made her look almost like a brocon older sister.
Her shirt was torn open, her breasts and face covered in thick ropes of semen, kiss marks blooming across her pale skin. If thick cum wasn’t already running down her thighs the moment she stood, the image might have been convincing.
“We should keep going, shouldn’t we? Master looks like he’s suffering.”
Ilien strode forward without hesitation. She wrapped both hands lovingly around the cock that had just been ravaging her sister’s throat, knelt, and began stroking it with long, devoted strokes.
“Ugh…”
“You like it when I stroke you like this, don’t you, Master? Hehe… How cute.”
The face that had been smiling playfully moments ago was now drenched in lust, staring at his cock as if mesmerized. Seeing her sister act as if she didn’t exist, Idrien knelt beside her out of jealousy and began stroking him too.
“Ren, your nails… ngh… ugh…”
Even when fingernails scratched the sensitive tip and pressed inside, the sensation brought only pleasure. Marei’s moan of “Ilien…” slipped out naturally. Idrien frowned deeply but quickly copied her sister’s movements, albeit clumsily.
“I’ll do it too…!”
“Yes, Idrien… gently… it hurts if you’re too rough…”
Fingertips moved like they were peeling delicate fruit, gently scraping and stroking his shaft. Soon Ilien rose, pulled Marei into her arms, sat him on her lap, and continued the handjob.
“It’s already throbbing like you’re about to explode. You’re so cute, Master. Haa… haa… It’s so hot and heavy, pulsing like it’s ready to burst… I’ll take care of all that pent-up lust for you.”
Ilien whispered hotly into his ear like a soft breeze. Her tongue traced the inside of it carefully while both hands claimed his glans, rubbing and squeezing with perfect pressure, stroking him with silky skill.
“Aah… Sister, me too… me too…”
Whether flustered or impatient at being left out, Idrien slipped her long tongue between her sister’s fingers and began licking the urethral opening roughly, over and over.
“Ren… Idrien… good… so good…”
The twin sisters willingly buried their faces against his cock, holding it with both hands, caressing and licking while pouring sticky, lustful whispers into his ears. Marei let out a long, low moan of pure bliss and surrendered his cock to their devoted service.
Feeling the plush weight of a massive breast against the back of his neck, he turned and lifted Ilien’s sweater, yanking her bra down. He took a big, greedy bite of one swaying tit.
“Aang! Master… my breast like that… hee…!”
He bit down on the stiffening nipple, flicking it rapidly with his tongue. One hand lifted the sweet-scented breast to savor it while the other rested on Idrien’s head as she dutifully sucked him.
Squeeze. Squelch… Slurp… Schlick…
Idrien’s enormous breasts twisted and deformed in his grip, jiggling nonstop. Every time he squeezed, their incredible elasticity pushed his fingers back out.
“Aang, aang, Master… if you twist them… aang, it feels so good… hng…!”
Ilien’s green eyes widened, then slowly grew hazy with pleasure. Her smiling gaze narrowed seductively as she thrust her tongue deep into his ear, caressing his slim chest with both hands. Her slender white fingers found his hardened nipples and pinched them rhythmically.
“Pay attention to me too!”
“I-Idrien… aaaaah… ngh…!”
Upset at receiving less attention than her sister, Idrien used both hands to stroke him just as Ilien had done. Then she stiffened her index fingernail and pushed it straight into his urethral opening.
When he buried his face between her perfect, massive breasts, they deformed beautifully before springing back. Feeling that exquisite softness while enduring Idrien’s rougher touch, Marei unconsciously bucked his hips.
“Ehe… Is this the spot you like? Hm? Marei? Do you like this little hole?”
“Idrien… ngh… ngh… the stimulation… aaahng…!”
“Ah, no fair! I want to do it too! Idrien!”
Seeing her Master stop playing with her breasts as he thrust and moaned, Ilien copied her sister exactly. She slid her fingernail into the tip of his cock where precum bubbled and frothed.
“Haaaa…”
Whether it was one-sided or not, the twin sisters’ threatening yet delicious hand techniques left Marei unable to even buck his hips anymore. He simply trembled, buried against Ilien’s body.
“Ah, Master is too cute. Aah… I can’t hold back anymore… Hng…”
Unable to resist the sight of him drowning in pleasure, Ilien showered his neck and cheeks with endless kisses. When his climax seemed imminent and his mouth fell open in a silent cry, she cupped his face and fed him her saliva like a mother bird, letting it drip in long, obscene strands.
“Look at me too, not just Sister… Marei… Here, I’ll make you cum with my hand… Hurry, hurry up and cum for me…”
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
Idrien stopped pressing with her nails. Instead she gripped his slick shaft tightly with her cum-coated palm and stroked him with rough, demanding strokes.
“You shouldn’t rush Master, Idrien. Right?”
With an expression begging for praise, Idrien looked at him, then postponed the saliva play. She extended her long tongue and licked his face relentlessly, covering him in her saliva.
Watching the boy growl and snarl, both twins’ pussies convulsed hard. Their wombs throbbed with a low, resonant pulse as light orgasms washed over them, leaking sticky nectar down their thighs.
Even so, their tongues and hands never stopped. They continued violating his body with joyful devotion, stimulating every inch as if begging him to cum.
“Aang, it’s throbbing so hard like you’re about to explode. Hehe… Does this feel good? Hm? Marei? Do you like it this much because both Sister and I are serving you together? Hm?”
“Aauh… Yes… I like it… I love what Ren and Idrien do… mmm… mmm… slurp…”
Tschlick. Tschlick tschlick. Squish squish.
Seeing the panting boy answer so cutely, Ilien could no longer hold back. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, sealing their lips together in a deep, hungry kiss.
“Ughng… ngh… ngh… hng… hng… I, I’m… Ren… Idrien… I’m about to…”
The white hands that had been caressing his chest were now locked around his cock. The two beauties’ hands fought for space, stroking and colliding, sometimes bumping into each other before continuing their relentless rhythm. Wet, obscene squelching filled the room as their palms focused mercilessly on his glans, trying to wring out every drop of cum.
“Cum quickly, quickly, quickly… okay?”
Squishsquishsquishsquishsquish!
With her urging, Ilien stroked even harder, attacking the sensitive tip.
“It looks like Idrien really wants to drink Master’s cum. Go on, cum. Cum for her. Hurry up and cover Idrien’s whole body with thick loads of your semen.”
Ilien spoke the filthy words in the gentle tone one might use to soothe a child.
Schlick. Tschlick tschlick. Tschlick tschlick.
Between their endless caresses and obscene encouragement, the young boy could hold back no longer. He raced toward the edge.
“Aaaaaah… it’s coming, it’s coming! I’m cumming… I’m gonna cum… Ngh! Ngh!”
With a roar, the cock wrapped in the twin sisters’ cum-slicked fingers throbbed violently. Thick ropes of white semen erupted from the glistening shaft, splattering everywhere.
Shoooooooooooot—!
Powerful jets of cum sprayed wildly into the air.