Taming the Teacher IV [Labella & Idrien](12)
Ilien pressed her cheek against the slick length of his cock as though she already knew the full story of what had happened. She inhaled deeply, sniffing him like a pet confirming her owner, then offered a playful smile.
“So this is it. I heard everything from Madam. She said it was a secret from Idrien. Hehe…”
“Ah… yeah… that’s right.”
There was no time to explain. Ilien already knew every detail. She continued in a whisper only Marei could hear, then left a mischievous remark as she brushed the sweat-soaked strands of hair behind her ear. Without the slightest hesitation, she took the cock that had just been ravaging her younger sister’s insides into her mouth.
“Mmm… slurp… You really are a wicked Master… If something like this happened, you should have called me. I would have dropped everything and come running. Instead you let Idrien hear about it. Lick…”
“Sorry… Mmm… Yeah, sweep your tongue right there… Ah, that feels so good…”
“When Idrien wakes up, she’ll pretend she doesn’t know anything and act surprised, so you’ll have to play along, okay? Mmm…”
“Mmm… Yeah, Mom told me to… Ngh… Ngh… Ugh… I think the rest in my urethra is about to come out… Drink it all… Ngh…!”
Slurp… Slurp…!
“Gulp… Gulp… Haa… Making me swallow what you pumped into Idrien… You really are…”
“Ugh… You don’t like it?”
At Marei’s question, Ilien showed him her cum-stained lips and immediately shook her head.
“I love it. To be honest, I was worried about Idrien. I’m so happy we’ll both live as your meat toilets together. There’s no need to push her away anymore. We can stay close like we used to, but now under you, Master.”
The words Ilien spoke with a bright, blooming smile carried content so immoral it should have been chilling. Yet none of the people present pointed it out or expressed any disgust—an irony far more disturbing than the confession itself.
Having said everything she needed to, Ilien wrapped her tongue around his cock and slowly shook her head.
“Slurp… Slurp…!”
“Ugh… Ilien, not so hard… Ah… Does it taste good…?”
“Aang… Slurp… Yes… It’s so delicious I can’t stop… Slurp…!”
Her platinum curls swayed and slapped rhythmically against the young boy’s thighs. The slightly coarse texture of her hair brushed over his skin as she worked. Naturally, she unbuttoned her shirt until only her underwear and stockings remained, then buried her face relentlessly into the boy’s lower abdomen.
“What about the taste of your sister’s juices? Hm?”
“Slurp… Aah… The semen flavor is so strong… I can’t really tell. Mmm… It’s so sticky and thick, it coats my whole mouth. Ha… My brain is completely filled with the smell of Master’s cum… Mmmh…”
Squelch. Squelch.
Ilien’s hands had already slipped inside her black stockings and pure-white lace panties, stirring frantically. Though she knelt with her legs modestly parted, her pale fingers dove between them, rubbing her soaked folds and pushing inside as instinct drove her to chase pleasure.
“Ugh… I love Ilien’s mouth too… Yeah, the way you suck so hard… I feel like I could cum any second…! Khh… Ren really is the best toilet…!”
“Aang, if you say things like that… Master… I can’t hold back anymore… Please punish this lewd bitch… Fill me with as much of your baby seed as you gave Idrien…”
Ilien carefully lifted her mouth from his cock. Like a perfectly trained puppy, she rolled onto her back, spread her own legs, and looked up at Marei with pleading eyes. Even now her hands continued to roughly finger herself inside her panties, soaking the white fabric through.
A beautiful elf, now thoroughly broken in, lay on her back before a young boy, spreading her pussy and begging desperately while she fingered herself. Any man would have unconsciously nodded and torn the stocking-clad legs apart in delight, then shoved his meat rod straight into that glistening garden. The sight was obscenely erotic and heartbreakingly submissive.
“Good.”
Since he could enjoy her mouth anytime, Marei gave a light nod. He gripped his cock with one hand and stepped toward Ilien—only for a familiar pair of hands to seize his shaft with both palms.
“Ugh… Idrien…?”
“No. Sister. Marei is mine.”
“Ngh… Ngh… Please…”
Even after being reminded of their master-servant relationship, Idrien still believed herself superior. Marei groaned at the tight grip on his cock and the sensation of her slippery breasts pressing against his back. He froze in place.
Seeing this, Ilien trembled with betrayal. She spread her thighs even wider, tore her own stockings, and deliberately displayed the clear outline of her pussy through the white lace.
“Marei. No—Master. Do you want to fuck my sister? Hm?”
“Ah, yeah… So Idrien… if you squeeze too tight… Ngh…!”
“Fine. Yes, you can fuck my sister as much as you want. Every day. Fuck both of us together. Please do that.”
Idrien’s words were a twisted mixture of reason and filthy, corrupted instinct. Marei nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Idrien rubbed her own dark bush against the boy’s waist, smiling with pleasure, while her hand mercilessly stroked the most sensitive part of his huge cock—the swollen, mushroom-shaped glans.
Schlick… Schlick…! Schlick…!
“Come here and put it in yourself, Sister. You want to watch that too, don’t you, Marei?”
“Hngh… Hah, if you keep stroking… Ngh… I do want to watch… but if you only rub the head like that…! I-Idrien… Ugh…”
“Hurry up, Sister. Can’t you see Master is suffering? Hm? You should come and make him feel good right away. Hehehehe…”
Schlurp… Slurp… Sluuuurp… Slurp!
“Ugh… I-Idrien, if you’re too rough… Uhh…”
The boy who had been mercilessly pounding her and forcing orgasms out of her just moments ago now trembled weakly in Idrien’s arms like an entirely different person. Idrien laughed loudly in delight at the sight. At the same time, thick globs of semen mixed with her sticky nectar poured from between her legs onto the floor.
“Ahu… Master… I’ll put it in myself… I’ll make you feel comfortable…”
Ilien hurriedly rose. Without bothering to hide her pussy, which dripped honey-like juices, she rushed toward the boy. She licked her dry lips several times as her perfect body approached. She yanked the soaked white lace panties down to her thighs, lifted one foot, and smoothly removed the scrap of cloth covering her sex.
Having tossed the panties aside without hesitation, Ilien reached out with her long, elegant fingers and placed them on the shoulders of the boy who was far younger than her. She pressed her body close.
Her skin, still flushed and sweating from how quickly she had run here, felt less dirty and more radiantly healthy. Even when she only leaned in lightly, her enormous breasts jiggled with heavy, bouncy weight, demanding attention like a deliberate provocation.
“M-Master… May this unworthy one climb on top of you?”
Ilien’s voice trembled with anxious uncertainty. Marei nodded at her irresistibly seductive appearance. Ilien’s eyes sparkled for a brief moment before she broke into a bright smile. She lowered her hips, pressed the tip of his cock against her lower abdomen, then slowly sank down.
Sluuuuurp…
The older of the twin meat toilets moved as if gently spreading the thick clumps of semen gathered at the tip of his urethra. The young boy shuddered violently and grabbed her narrow waist, but Idrien’s tight embrace from behind prevented him from using his toilet as he wished. He begged in a pitiful voice.
“Ahu… Ilien… Don’t tease me.”
“Hehe, keep going, Sister. The brat is loving it.”
Ilien paid no attention to her sister’s advice. Her eyes were filled with the image of the boy who barely reached her breasts. His panting breath, trembling body, and the burning-hot cock between them consumed her gaze.
“Please command Ilien, your exclusive meat toilet who cannot even masturbate without your permission. Master.”
The older elf professor, courted by countless students at Valter Academy, pressed her flat belly against the thick base of the grotesquely oversized erection that reached all the way to her navel. She flinched cutely when the heat touched her delicate innie belly button, but then she deliberately rubbed her smooth, toned stomach along the massive meat rod, stimulating it slowly.
“Ahu… I-Ilien… I want to put it in. Move yourself.”
“Thank you… Excuse me for a moment.”
The instant she received permission, Ilien stood on her toes, gently pressed down on the younger boy’s shoulders, and carefully aligned her dripping entrance with the angry purple head. The thick shaft missed its target slightly, smearing her inner thighs with cloudy white fluid that stretched in sticky strands.
“Ilien, put it in already. Hurry and put it in…”
“Aht… If you thrust your hips like that, it’s hard to aim… Master, just a moment… Please, just a moment…”
The boy kept grabbing her waist and impatiently jabbing upward. Ilien tried desperately to accept her Master into the sweet hole that wouldn’t stop leaking honey, but their mismatched rhythm caused repeated failure.
“Ngh… I-Idrien, don’t hold so tight… It hurts.”
“Hehehe, this is comedy gold. Stay still, Marei. I’ll aim for you. Sister, come down slowly.”
Idrien, who had been hugging Marei tightly from behind like a living chair, burst into loud laughter as if their clumsy struggle was the most entertaining thing in the world. She took the very cock that had been mercilessly plowing her own womb just minutes ago and carefully aimed it at her sister’s entrance.
The twin sisters began to move slowly, clinging to one man—no, to a boy far younger than themselves. It might have been mentally easier to accept if the delicate-looking boy had been the one clinging to them. Instead, the younger sister gazed at the boy with loving eyes while gently stroking his cock from behind, while the older sister slowly bent her knees to align her pussy perfectly with his shaft.
Of course, the younger twin continued to stroke the boy’s cock with wet, obscene sounds. The boy himself was groping the enormous swaying breasts in front of him with both hands. The older twin pressed her pink entrance against the tip of his cock and let out soft moans.
“Aht… M-Master… It’s touching! It’s touching me!”
“Put it in already, Ilien… Uhh…”
“Then I’ll do it. Hehe… You’re so cute, Master.”
Marei, unable to move because Idrien still held his cock firmly, had commanded Ilien to do it herself. At last the thick rod and its dedicated hole slowly began to join.
Between her long, slender legs grew a thick patch of pubic hair, but the constant flow of nectar pouring downward made the location of her entrance perfectly obvious. The grip on his shoulders gradually tightened. As her knees bent further, her face twisted and she began to pant heavily.
Schlick! Sluuurp… Sluurp… Sluuuuurp…!
“Hngh… Hngh… Haaangh…!”
Squelch, squelch.
The enormous cock parted her honey-filled folds with vivid, wet sounds. As the massive shaft slowly sank inside, a huge bulge rose on Ilien’s lower belly, proudly displaying its presence without shame as it stretched her body.
“Hngh… S-So good… Master’s cock… is filling me so much… Uhh… Putting it in so slowly… It’s incredible… Ngh… The sound it makes as my pussy sucks it in by itself… Haa… It feels like my belly is melting… Uuugh…!”
The platinum-haired elf buried her face in the young boy’s hair as she panted. The older meat toilet, who had only ever been taught to lie face-down or spread herself so he could swallow his cock in one thrust, now trembled like her younger sister at the slow invasion. She drowned in pleasure.
In reality, the boy should have been clinging to her and wildly shaking his hips like a beast in heat. Instead, the stunning elf professor was the one clinging to the young boy, lowering herself onto him without any contraception.
“Idrien… Hurry, move… Ngh… It feels good when your pussy sucks me, but… Uhh… I said move faster.”
“Haa… Haa… Yes, yes, yes… I’ll do exactly as Master says.”
Idrien’s own thighs were already quivering violently from overwhelming pleasure, yet seeing her Master act so spoiled made her ignore her body’s limits. She bent her legs with all her strength as if performing a deep squat.
Sluuuuuuurp…!
“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh…!!!”
“Good… Good… I love how your womb keeps squeezing me, Idrien.”
The cock that entered her every day without resistance slid straight to her cervix, pressing hard against the thoroughly trained, loosened pink folds. At the same time, Marei grabbed the beautifully bouncing breasts that jiggled half a beat behind Ilien’s trembling body and thrust his hips upward between the beautiful elf’s long legs.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick…!
“Kh… Khh… So good… Ilien’s hole is so perfectly trained. It grips me so tightly and feels amazing. You’re sucking me so nicely, Ilien.”
“Haang, haaang, haaang, th-thank you… Thank you for using your cum toilet again today…! Ahng, when you thrust like that it feels so good… So good…!”
Her womb, with nowhere left to retreat, twisted desperately to push the familiar intruder out even as the cervix was pounded. Yet the pressure from all sides only created an even more pleasurable squeeze.