God's Atlantis
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Mi-ryeong's ass slammed against my lower abdomen. Her firm, round buttocks rippled and shook with every impact.
"Aaaah! Ahn! My tail…! Not the tail…! Hnnnngh!!"
Mi-ryeong howled like a beast. Her tail was off-limits? Hardly. Her soaked pussy was telling me the tail was just fine.
Thud.
I misjudged the force for a second. The head of my cock struck her cervix too hard. Mi-ryeong's entire body, face-down with her ass raised, jolted. Just as she was about to lose her balance and collapse, Elena reached out and caught her by the waist.
"Seven minutes down. Fill out the full fifteen, fox. Don't start whining later about how you only got ten."
"Hnn… just three minutes… let me rest, Seobang-nim…."
I answered her plea without mercy.
"Three minutes? No. Time is money."
I'd slept with Mi-ryeong plenty of times. Her stamina was nowhere near this fragile. She was just putting on a little act. I kept rocking my hips, driving into her without pause.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The wet friction of her pussy against my hard cock. No matter how many times I heard it, it was a good sound.
And slowly, the urge to come started building.
She felt my cock throb and must have realized I was close. I stopped moving. This was where I gave her the choice. And without a second of hesitation, Mi-ryeong started working her hips on her own, urging out my load.
She clenched and released her sphincter, squeezing her pussy tight and then letting go. The way her asshole contracted and expanded was almost cute.
"Coming."
When I came, it was always as deep as it would go. My own rule.
I closed my eyes and savored the pleasure of release.
"Ah, aaaaaah…!"
Mi-ryeong's face was a wreck. Her usual bright expression was nowhere to be found. Her eyes had gone unfocused, her mouth hung open, drool dripping from her lips. It went past lewd and into something almost sinful. Her fans would faint if they ever saw this face.
Once I finished, I started moving my hips again. Fifteen minutes. If I pushed it, I could come twice.
Fifteen minutes passed.
Elena, who had been staring down the wall clock, spoke the second the time was up.
"Time's up. Get off, fox."
"Ah… I've only come twice though?!"
"You think I didn't notice you climaxed three times? I'm next."
"Aahn."
Elena shoved Mi-ryeong off without hesitation. Mi-ryeong stepped back reluctantly but without a fight. Then Elena took her place in front of me as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Slick arousal was already running down her thighs.
"Right, next is…."
"Next is Yuria."
I said it firmly.
"What?"
Elena's face twisted.
I didn't back down. This kind of thing had to be settled cleanly.
"Mi-ryeong, Yuria, Elena, Ju Seo-hyeon. That order."
"…I don't understand. What's the basis for that ranking?"
"The order you took your clothes off."
"……."
This kind of thing needed a clear standard. The moment I started playing favorites among the four of them, our whole arrangement would get messy.
"…Next time, I'll undress first."
Elena clicked her tongue and stepped aside. In her place, Yuria—who had been clinging to my back—moved around in front of me.
"Master, I would be fine going third or even fourth."
"No. The order's already set."
"Then there's nothing to be done. By any chance… is the position fixed as well, the way it was with Mi-ryeong?"
"Got something you want? I'll do it."
It was only fifteen minutes. There was no reason not to give Yuria whatever position she wanted.
I tried to guess. Mating Press. My personal favorite—and one Yuria liked too.
"I…."
What she wanted was the opposite of what I'd expected.
The reverse of Mating Press.
Reverse Mating Press. That was fun in its own right, so I accepted without complaint.
I lay back on the waiting-room sofa. Being a high-end piece of furniture, it was far more comfortable than most cheap beds.
Yuria took hold of both my legs and settled into the Mating Press position—only inverted. She licked her lips and smiled with her eyes. My cock twitched at the look of pure lust on her face. Yuria knew exactly what expression would get me more worked up in a situation like this.
"Haa, Master…. I'm starting."
Yuria steadied herself with one hand on my leg, used the other to pull my cock into position against her entrance, and dropped down in one motion.
Squelch!
Her tight pussy stretched wide and swallowed me to the hilt. I looked up at her. Yuria deliberately stuck out her red tongue and put on a filthy expression. Her full breasts swayed, her waist curved in a perfect line, her ass pressed flush against me.
"Haahn! Ahn! Master… it feels so good…!"
Gripping both of my legs, Yuria started bouncing her hips. My cock stirred her insides—or rather, the reverse. Her pussy was milking me, gripping and releasing over and over. Her vaginal walls clenched and pulsed around my shaft, and her juices sprayed in every direction.
"Hnn! Master, does it feel good? Haah…. Master…!"
Yuria, who had been moving without rest, suddenly shuddered and stopped. But her pussy was still clamped tight around me. She was climaxing right then.
"…Nnh…. I got a little too carried away on my own…. From here on, I'll make sure Master can enjoy my body properly…."
Yuria started moving again.
Her hips were flying now—at least three full strokes a second. The friction of pussy on cock was pure pleasure. Sensation concentrated in my shaft, and the high started building.
"Haah, Master…. It's delicious. Master's cock tastes so good…."
Yuria's upper body leaned down. Even as she kept moving, her full breasts swayed and her silver hair scattered around her. Lower and lower she came, until her body pressed against mine.
The soft weight of her breasts against my chest made me reach up and knead them without thinking. When I pinched one stiff nipple between my fingers, Yuria cried out.
"Aahn!"
Her torso dropped completely against me. The hands that had been holding my legs wrapped around my body instead, and her lips crashed into mine. Even then, her hips kept pumping up and down, never breaking the rhythm.
Her soft tongue plundered my mouth and pulled the trigger. My lower body trembled as I came. At the same time, Yuria pressed herself even tighter against me.
Squelch, squelch.
Yuria's hips never stopped. White foam leaked steadily from her pussy.
"Yuria. Get off. Fifteen minutes."
Elena cut in.
"……A shame."
Yuria let out one hot breath and pushed herself up.
Elena looked at my cock and frowned. It was coated in a thick foam of mixed juices and cum.
"Can't you keep things a little cleaner?"
"…Lady Elena. Don't worry. Cleaning is part of a maid's duties."
Without a moment's hesitation, Yuria gripped my thighs and took my cock into her mouth. Ten seconds later she pulled off, and the shaft was polished clean—not a trace of foam left. She worked her mouth for a second, then swallowed with an audible gulp.
I sat up properly on the sofa and looked at Yuria. The lewd expression from moments ago was gone, replaced by her usual calm face—as if none of it had been real. But a glance lower told a different story. Her full, teardrop-shaped breasts had nipples erect to their absolute limit, and white cum was dripping steadily from the pussy nestled between her pressed-together thighs. Beneath her heart-shaped patch of pubic hair, her clit was standing at full attention, as if that were only natural.
"I don't like it, but… well, fine. It's my turn next. Hnn."
Elena climbed onto my lap. She rubbed her lower belly against my cock and wrapped both arms around my neck. I reflexively held her by the small of her back. Elena smiled faintly, as if she liked that.
"It's only fifteen minutes either way. I'll enjoy myself—so stay still."
Squelch.
Elena's pussy took me in.
"Hooonn…."
Her expression cracked for a split second, then settled back into place. She moved her body slowly, as if determined to keep her dignity. Even so, she held me tight the whole time.
"Haa, haa, haahn…."
She even leaned in for a kiss. Her body heat and scent filled my head.
I stayed still and watched her. I'd meant to leave it to her the way she wanted… but I was getting restless. I gripped Elena's waist and started rolling my hips in small motions.
"…Hnnk, ah…. I t-told you to stay still…! Ahn!"
Every little movement I made drew a reaction out of Elena like any ordinary woman. It was so entertaining that I started moving harder.
Before long, the initiative had flipped. I was sucking on Elena's nape while rocking my hips, and Elena was too busy taking the pleasure and moaning to do anything else.
"Hnn, haahn! Ahn! Hnnggh…!"
That was when Yuria stepped up beside me.
"Master, it's almost fifteen minutes."
Time to finish.
I stood up from the sofa in one motion, hoisted Elena by the thighs, and kept going.
Slap slap slap slap slap!
"Haaaaaaaaaaahn!"
Elena screamed as she climaxed. And I came inside her at the same time.
"Hnnn…."
I set the still-twitching Elena down on the sofa.
My eyes turned to the last one in line—Ju Seo-hyeon.
"Ju Seo-hyeon. What position do you want?"
"I-I don't really…."
"Anything's fine, then? Okay. Missionary it is."
Ju Seo-hyeon looked around with a reluctant expression. She'd done group sex a few times already, but still wasn't used to it. I clicked my tongue and pointed at her.
"Girls, give her a hand."
"Yes. Lady Ju Seo-hyeon. Exactly fifteen minutes."
"Unnie Seo-hyeon, we already know you actually like this."
Yuria and Mi-ryeong took Ju Seo-hyeon by the arms and laid her out on the table. They didn't stop there—they grabbed her legs and spread them wide.
"I-I get it. I get it, so let go."
Yuria and Mi-ryeong didn't let go.