Taming the Teacher IV [Labella & Idrien] (13)
Of course, the noble high elf—having been thoroughly trained as a meat toilet—could only tremble from head to toe and burst into joyful cries at the savage pistoning that would have felt like violence to anyone else. Thicker, stickier nectar poured endlessly from their joining point as she clenched her lower belly with all her strength and panted in pure delight.
“Oohoot… oht… oohoot…! Haah… haah… I-I just came, Master… Today’s first one. Hoo… hoo… I’ll keep reporting every time… Ah… ah… If you keep thrusting like that—uwaaaaaang! Th-the second one… hehe… hehehe… When you grind it—hngh… hngh…!”
Illien Ksakru kept her knees fully bent, obediently swallowing the young boy’s cock. The platinum-haired elf had taken Marei’s playful command from a few days earlier—to report every single orgasm—to heart. Now she rolled her hips from side to side on her own, willingly turning her body into a tool for the boy’s pleasure. Her legs had long since lost their strength, so she leaned heavily against him, defenseless as his length speared all the way to the mouth of her womb.
Whether it was the delicious tightness or the scorching heat that pleased him, Marei gripped her waist and began slamming into her with wet, rhythmic slaps.
“Ugoooooh…! Oooo… oohoot…! M-Master… hngh… hyaaang… hyaaang… If you stab my womb like that… uang…!”
Tears welled at the corners of her round eyes while her blindly obedient, supreme female body melted into a sloppy mess. The relentless pounding against her cervix and the sensation of her womb being lifted left her mind blank. Even though she knew her twin sister was watching her body, swallowing hard with lust-filled eyes, Illien wore an expression so lewd it would make any onlooker frown, panting helplessly in pleasure too vast to compare.
Watching her twin sister grind her own hips and drop herself onto the young boy’s cock, Idrien couldn’t stop the strange laughter that kept bubbling out of her. Illien’s thighs quivered violently; her mouth hung open, unable to close as she gasped.
“Fufufu… You know you look absolutely pathetic right now, right, Sister? It’s hilarious.”
Idrien mocked her older sister, who wasn’t paying her the slightest attention, trying to draw her focus. Illien gave no reaction. Instead—
“Uwoot… oht… Like that… in my bellyyy… Th-thank you… for using me again today… hnghiit…!”
Though she had never been chosen as the successor, the platinum-blonde elven beauty—whose gentle, lovable nature made such behavior unthinkable—clung desperately to the young boy. Rather than sharing love, she was simply an outlet for his lust, and that alone left her overjoyed beyond words.
Seeing her sister like this, Idrien pressed her own dripping folds against the boy’s body, rubbing slowly up and down in an attempt to cool her burning heat. Yet the sight of her twin panting with the boy between them only made her hotter. Idrien caught the gasping boy’s chin and gently lifted it toward herself.
“Lick. Pay attention to me too, Marei. Kiss me.”
At the end of his shifted gaze, Illien had her tongue hanging out heavily, head bowed. The sharp, upturned corners of her eyes curled like a cat’s. Her green irises had already lost all focus, drowned in ecstasy. Her long tongue writhed as if alive, teasingly tracing from the upper lip to the center, then sliding to the opposite corner of his mouth. She changed direction again and repeated the motion on his lower lip.
“Ugh… I want to kiss Illien…”
“It’s Idrien. Really. It makes me sad when you look at me and call me by my sister’s name. So tonight I’ll carve it into you—what I am to you. Hoot… lick.”
The hand stroking his chin had already slid around to wrap firmly around the back of his neck, holding him in place so he couldn’t look down. She clamped his head between her overwhelming breasts—the kind that stopped men in their tracks—and began a proper, deep exchange of tongues.
“Idrien… yeah, slurp… slurp… I like Idrien just as much as Illien. Lick. Sluuurp…”
In front, Illien rolled her hips on her own, squeezing his cock with blissful tightness. Behind, Idrien embraced him and showered him with endless kisses. Caught between the twins’ devoted service, Marei teetered on the edge of sanity and began slamming his hips wildly, his tongue moving frantically as he sank deeper into raw lust.
He sucked loudly on the long tongue Idrien fed him, thrusting forward without mercy to plunder Illien’s dripping folds.
-Sluuurp… slurp… sluurp… slurp…
Idrien answered the fierce kiss with equal joy, subtly drawing his tongue into her mouth, then puckering her cheeks to suck on his with sticky hunger.
-Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Illien tensed her lower belly with all her might, the thick outline of his enormous cock clearly visible through her abdomen. She pulled her waist down as if to swallow him to the root, grinding her cervix against the tip, then lifted again. Matching his rhythm, she drew circles with her hips, offering perfect squeezes while clinging to what little sanity remained. The supreme pleasure and the obsessive need to serve her Master made her lower her head and move her waist without pause.
“Hnghiit… hit… I love it… There’s nothing but Master’s cock… Ahut… ut… When you scrape my belly… uhng… it… huhyaaaaang! My waist won’t stop shaking… haaat… a-ang, aang, aang…!”
Her massive breasts bounced and slapped loudly without rest. Sweat-slick skin met heavy titflesh, producing wet, obscene sounds. While her twin sister served with what she called her exclusive hole, Idrien used what she called her mouth-pussy freely—hugging the young Master’s head tight, tilting his face left and right, exchanging sticky, deep kisses without end.
Her neat white teeth gently chewed his lips. Her tongue slid out to rub every corner of his gums. When their tongues tangled again, she drew his back into her mouth as if she could never win, showering him with kisses overflowing with both affection and raw lust.
-Sluurp… slurp… sluuuurp… slurp… chuuup… chuuuu.
Wet, filthy sounds burst from both their mouths and their joined sexes. The twin elves pressed their sweat-drenched bodies against him from front and back, their slick skin nearly pushing him over the edge. From their tightly locked lower halves came a strange, rhythmic kkuchut kkuchut as his cock stirred her insides. Illien bent deeply at the waist, squeezing him in pleasant, irregular pulses as if soothing an angry rod.
“Slurp… slurp… Ahang, your tongue moved so lewdly I came again… Fufu. How does it feel to be served by the Ksakru family’s twin beauties? Hahng… Don’t just stick your tongue out—answer me. You like it when I kiss you, don’t you? How much? Hmm? Hmm?”
“I like it. I like Idrien. Stop teasing. Hurry up and give me your tongue. I want to kiss. Ung… ung… If Illien keeps twisting her waist like that… uuugh…!”
“M-Master… my waist won’t stop moving… hngh… I-I’m sorry… but it feels too good… I can’t help it… haung… ah… aa… aa… I love you so much, Master, Master, Master!! Uugh…!”
Even as he mixed his body with the twin sisters, the boy demanded exactly what he wanted instead of showing gratitude. Idrien found it adorable. She playfully flicked the tip of her tongue against his outstretched one several times, teasing him, while Illien buried her face between her twin’s massive breasts—the ones that held the boy’s head in place—and shook her hips without pause.
“Say it already. Hmm? Isn’t it better than when Labella kisses you? Isn’t our pussy more useful than your mom’s? Hmm? Say it’s the best. Hurry!”
“Ugh… uh… Yes, you two’s pussies are better… much better… Idrien’s sloppy kissing is better… so… ugh… I want to kiss while we do it… Idrien, please…”
“Hahahahahahat…! You really are the best, Marei. Yes, I’ll kiss you. I’ll kiss you so much. As much as you want. I’ll kiss you forever. Sluurp… slup! Slup! Sluurp!”
To Idrien, who felt an oddly fierce rivalry toward Labella, Marei’s answer carved itself deeper into her heart than anything else. If Labella had been awake, she might not have been able to directly interfere with this little “performance,” but she would have shoved her fingers into the naughty bitch’s cunt and silenced her. Sadly, the older woman lay on the bed with her semen-drenched folds spread wide open, body shivering in an unending climax.
Sandwiched between two milk-white beauties, the boy shook his hips while receiving their devoted service. Idrien wished the moment would last forever, yet the sight of her sister made her frown slightly in displeasure. She pulled her lips from the boy’s sticky, outstretched tongue.
“Sluurp… Idrien… more… give me more.”
“Just a moment, Marei. Sister, put both hands behind your neck and lift your head. Serve him properly.”
“Aang, ang… Master… Master… hngh… It feels like my pussy folds are being ripped apart… hehe… I love it… Master… aang…”
When Illien completely ignored her, Idrien bit her lip hard. She thought of both Marei and Illien as hers, yet in truth the twins existed only to serve the young boy; there was no hierarchy between them. That twisted fact fueled her irritation.
“Marei!”
“Ung… Illien’s pussy squeezes so nicely… it feels amazing… Hmm? What is it, Idrien?”
“Tell Sister to put her arms behind her neck and lift her head. Then I’ll give you something even better.”
“Something better…? Okay. Illien? Do what Idrien says… uugh… if you tilt back like that… aeu… it’s good…”
Illien, who had shown no reaction to Idrien’s words, immediately obeyed the young boy’s request. She pulled her arms behind her back, laced her fingers behind her neck, lifted her head high, and continued rolling her hips. The eldest elven beauty accepted the boy’s cock in a lewd posture that not even a brothel whore would assume, showing her completely melted expression openly to both her twin and the young boy.
“Now. Give me the better thing, Idrien.”
“Hahahahat… Really, you’re the absolute best, Marei. Seriously… what would I do without you? Good boys deserve rewards.”
Idrien subtly loosened the arm that had pinned him in place, gently stroked his buttocks, then pushed a finger into his tightly closed rear hole.
-Pook.
“Hngh…! I-Idrien’s finger in my ass is… ahut…!”
“Hot… The way you tremble is seriously cute, Marei.”
She who freely used the women’s assholes as cum toilets couldn’t help but feel dumbfounded that the boy trembled so hard at a single finger. Yet the sight of him panting and stiffening filled her with unbearable love. Unintentionally, it also became a tremendous gift for her twin sister, who was shaking her hips in a vulgar pose ahead of them.
“Ah… ah… Master… my bellyyy… it got so hard inside… hehe… hit… hihit…!”
-Pook, pook, pook.
“Ang, ang, Master… your cock is too hard… uugh… my pussy hole is getting ruined… haang… it hurts… but it feels good… hngh… hit…!”
“You like it when I play with your asshole, don’t you, Marei? It’s fine. It’s only my pinky. You like being poked like this. Remember how you shook all over last time when I sucked you?”
“Ahut… I-Idrien, that place is dirty… s-stop ittt…”
Watching her twin sister tremble in ecstasy and the adorable boy, Idrien licked her lower lip again and again. She kept pushing one or two knuckles of her pinky into his asshole and pulling it back out without pause.
“Ahng… aaah, s-stop… I-I’m going to cum… I’m cumminggg!”
-Kwaruk. Kwaruruk. Kwarururuk!
“A-ah… M-Master… if you suddenly cum… uugh…! Aang…!”
Right before climax, the boy who had buried himself to the cervix with the firm intent to impregnate her stiffened at the unfamiliar torment. With a pathetically weak cry, he poured his load straight into Illien’s convulsing pussy as she helplessly soiled herself.
Moaning as if she might die, massive breasts bouncing, armpits exposed and radiating a lewd scent, Illien felt her Master’s precious seed gushing into her belly. Craving even more of his blessing, she never stopped moving her hips. Her vaginal walls clamped down like a greedy maw, milking every drop. Marei, as always, emptied his balls freely into his personal hole.
With both arms thrown back, Illien shook violently each time thick spurts flooded her. Her huge breasts slapped together in short, rapid bursts, announcing the rhythm of her climax.
“You already came inside Sister? Feels a little quick today. Fufufu… How much did you pump into her womb? It’s swollen so much you can see it, kukuku.”
On skin as white as melted milk, the thick outline of the meat rod stood out clearly. Right below her navel, her belly was bloated full of thick clumps of semen.