Secret Summer Vacation - 5
Albert hadn't particularly enjoyed the sea itself, but he had no real complaints.
Just watching the monarchs fight from a distance had been satisfying enough.
Besides, the vacation had only just begun—it wasn't over yet.
The bathroom here is nice too.
It was every bit as luxurious as the ones in the Royal Palace—thoroughly comfortable, with not a single thing to complain about. Thanks to the purification magic circle, everything was pristine as new, and the towels prepared in advance were of such quality that the touch alone felt wonderful. It was like sinking into soft fur.
"Thank you. I used it well—"
Albert started to speak as he left the bathroom, then closed his mouth.
The naked monarchs were casting lust-drunk gazes at him.
Less than an hour had passed since they'd finished a simple meal with the ingredients they'd prepared.
"Hmm… I'm rather tired from getting dinner ready. What should we do?"
He read the monarchs' expectations clearly enough, but for now he played dumb. Contrary to his little act of exhaustion, his manhood began to twitch as if already prepared. His exceptional stamina played a part, of course, but washing away the day's fatigue in the bath had done just as much.
"Ah… well, then there's nothing for it. Let's rest."
Beatrix smacked her lips with regret and slowly turned her back. She clearly hadn't expected rejection—and seemed entirely unaware that Albert was lying.
The others were the same. All three monarchs except one glared at Kristia as if they wanted to kill her. They believed she was the reason Albert was tired. Kristia herself seemed to think so too, merely hanging her head in shame.
And then—
"I'm joking."
The moment he said it was a joke and stopped them in their tracks, they spun back around with bright expressions as if nothing had happened.
Interesting.
Albert smirked as he watched the flustered monarchs.
"Still, I am tired, so you'll have to do it yourselves… huh?"
He trailed off mid-sentence, looking around in confusion. His body had suddenly floated up and settled onto the living room sofa. Floating itself wasn't entirely unfamiliar, but it had been far too sudden. Fortunately the black sofa was larger than most beds, and its cushioning was exceptional, so there was no discomfort.
"Tired, aren't you?"
Beatrix approached first and settled beside Albert. She was the one who had lifted him onto the sofa. The other three monarchs also quietly approached and stood before him.
As their clean, firm, hairless bellies came right up to his nose, blood rushed to his manhood.
"Since I made you work so hard… I should comfort you."
Kristia knelt before Albert, her face flushed. Her large breasts were at the perfect height to press against his manhood.
"Looks fun."
Maria twisted the corner of her mouth into a smile and knelt opposite Kristia. The tips of both women's large breasts trembled and brushed against each other.
Whoa.
While Albert marveled, Beatrix and Wilhelmina each took positions at his sides.
"Oh, right. Take this."
Wilhelmina held out a slender glass bottle to Maria. The fragrant oil inside sloshed. Maria took the bottle, immediately uncorked it, and boldly poured it over her chest. Then she spread the oil evenly over her large breasts, moaning—from the upper swell, past the nipples, all the way down to the underside.
"Mmm… it's not like I've never used fragrant oil before… but this feels strange."
"Mmm…"
Likewise, Kristia, applying the remaining oil, moaned with a flushed face. She too spread the oil over her entire chest like Maria. A sweet scent began to fill the living room.
As his half-erect manhood gradually stood fully rigid, the two oil-slicked women smiled softly.
"Like this, surely…"
Slap.
When four large breasts collided with his manhood sandwiched between them, a wet sound of flesh tickled his ears. Smooth yet soft, and warm. As his manhood sank deep between the two women's breasts, Albert closed his eyes and moaned. Languor and pleasure washed over him simultaneously, as if soaking in warm water.
"How is it? Do you like it?"
Maria smiled bashfully and pressed her breasts tighter. When Kristia pushed forward so as not to be outdone, they inadvertently squeezed his manhood firmly between their chests.
"Yes… it feels good."
Albert opened his eyes and said just that brief phrase. The words were short, but the emotion within was deep. The sensation of being buried in smooth breast flesh, and the hard touch of nipples brushing along the shaft of his manhood. He had experience using breasts like toys to wring out his seed, but being buried between two women's breasts was a first.
"Just relax. Stay still…"
Squeeze. Beatrix tightly hugged Albert's arm and whispered against his ear. When she openly pressed her breasts against him, he felt as if half his body was being buried—especially since Wilhelmina on the other side followed Beatrix's lead.
"Mmm… suck… Yes. Stay still. We'll take care of everything."
Wilhelmina gently stroked Albert's chest and sucked on his earlobe. As if to prove that men also felt pleasure through their nipples, she lightly tapped his as well.
"Yes… please do."
Albert closed his eyes and surrendered his body. Two pairs of breasts enveloping his increasingly hard manhood. And the breasts and fragrant scent he felt against both arms. It was no exaggeration to say he was drunk on the females' flesh.
Squelch, squelch.
His still-healthy manhood leaked sticky precum. The two women tormenting his manhood received that fluid with their breasts and smiled. The louder the sticky wet sounds grew, the greater their joy became.
"Ah…!"
No sooner had a moan escaped Albert's lips than semen gushed from the tip of his urethra. The flesh texture—so different from the vaginal walls that normally clenched his manhood—was extremely stimulating. Smooth from the oil, yet springy, and soft as well. The feeling of the breasts gently squishing as they sandwiched his manhood also helped urge on his climax.
When semen foam rose between the pressed-together breasts, all four women trembled with ecstasy. Their faces were full of the pride of having made him climax through pure devotion.
"Mmm…"
When the trembling manhood settled down, Maria slowly pulled her breasts away. Her breasts felt heavy from the sheer amount of semen stuck to them—enough to swell a belly.
"Look at this. You came so much."
"Indeed. Seeing it with my own eyes like this…"
Gulp. Kristia swallowed dryly, staring at the semen plastered thickly across her breasts. A thick male scent that overpowered even the fragrance of the oil. Large, pure white clumps. The seed and manhood showcasing superior reproductive power made her ecstatic.
Beatrix and Wilhelmina, who had been egging Albert on, also dropped their gazes to the women's breasts. To them, Albert's semen looked more delicious than any delicacy.
"Mmm…"
Maria lifted her breast to her mouth. Her breasts were so large she could suck the semen off them herself. As Maria greedily licked the semen from her breasts, Kristia followed suit. When she scraped the semen from her breast with her tongue, a rapturous weight and texture pressed down on her tongue. Not to mention the male scent flooding her mouth.
"Hey. Let us have some too. You two are so greedy."
Wilhelmina pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. She was jealous of the females stuffing their mouths full of the semen soaking their breasts. Beatrix felt the same.
Can't be helped.
Maria snorted a laugh and stood up.
"Kristia. You take care of Beatrix. I'll give mine to Wilhelmina."
"Hmm… I'll do that."
She had wanted to finish every last drop of semen on her left breast too…
But I'm not in a position to be greedy.
Kristia steeled herself and pressed her breast into Beatrix's mouth.
"Here. Eat."
"Mm."
There might have been resistance to sucking another woman's breasts—but if Albert's semen was on them. Beatrix forgot any such revulsion and left Albert's embrace, determined to lick clean every last clump of semen plastered thickly on those well-fleshed breasts.
"…Delicious."
Beatrix said, chewing the semen with wet smacking sounds. Wilhelmina was too busy devouring the semen to speak.
"Hnn…! That tickles."
So even when Maria lightly complained, she didn't even pretend to listen. She simply concentrated on bringing a mouthful of semen into her mouth, chewing it, and savoring the texture and taste.
They're insane.
Too lewd. Albert, who had opened his eyes at some point, kept his mouth shut in amazement. Seeing females lust after semen this desperately got him aroused again. Even if he died today, he was filled with the desire to sow his seed until the very end. His body, made healthy by being doused in Beatrix's mana-infused blood, pleaded with its master.
Fill your females' bellies.
Black and gold. When the two women had licked every last drop of remaining semen clean, Albert slowly rose.
"Are you going to the bedroom?"
Maria, who had been quietly offering her breast, looked over and asked. The two women were too lost in the scent and taste of the semen to be in any state to speak. Kristia was savoring a mild climax from the tongue that had been licking her breast.
"No. I want to do it here. Going all the way to the bedroom would be too much of a waste of time."
When Albert lightly shook his head, Maria nodded as if she understood. His blood-engorged manhood was twitching so vigorously there was no other choice.
My womb is throbbing so much I could go crazy too.
Having tasted the semen with her mouth only made her thirst worse. Even Kristia, who had held his semen in her womb all day long.
"What should we do? Should we move on our own?"
Beatrix asked, swallowing the semen on her tongue. All the females looked back and forth between his face and manhood with lustful gazes.
What should I do?
As she gazed upon her lover's manhood, all sorts of thoughts rose in Beatrix's mind. First, present her rear, show her back, and sway her hips herself. Show him her ass colliding with Albert's thighs, making a slap sound as it squashes, sweat droplets flying. With her back turned, it would be fine even if her expression contorted unsightly. Face-to-face cowgirl wouldn't be bad either. Wrapping her arms around Albert's neck, burying his face in her cleavage, and leading him to climax would be pure bliss.
Beatrix and the three jojips waited only for their master's command.
At last, Albert opened his closed eyes and rose.
"All of you, lean over the sofa."
"On the sofa? How?"
When Wilhelmina tilted her head, Albert demonstrated himself—a posture of kneeling and draping only the upper body over the sofa, as if lying face-down.
"Got it."
When Albert stepped away from the sofa, Beatrix was first to follow his instructions. The others also took the same posture, shoulders lined up with Beatrix. Four large asses lined up side by side—it was a spectacle like no other. More intense and lewd than any scenery he had ever seen. Especially with the added sight of breasts squashed against the sofa.
"Who should I take first?"
Tap tap. Albert got up on his knees and tapped one ass with the tip of his glans. None other than Beatrix's. The precum leaking from his glans soiled her pure white rear.
"Mmph… Me first… Take me first."
When Beatrix gently swayed her hips and pleaded, the others swayed their hips the same way. They seemed extremely aroused; love juices dripped steadily from the vulvas hidden between their asses.
"Me too, me toooo…"
"I've been holding back a lot too. Please… just once."
"Having no choice but to endure is truly tormenting."
Kristia alone showed signs of stepping back, chewing on her pain. She had monopolized Albert's semen alone during the day, so it was only natural. Even if she got greedier here, it wouldn't get her anywhere.
Greed is a shortcut to death.
So she had no choice but to endure. While Kristia chewed on her suffering, Albert made up his mind. Actually he had intended to take Beatrix first—he had only been pretending to delay because he wanted to see her desperate.
Tap tap. When Albert's manhood tapped her ass again, Beatrix spread her legs. Then she reached back and spread her vulva wide open.
"Come on in… darling."
Blatantly spreading her vulva to seduce him, and even calling him darling. Albert could no longer hold back. He gripped Beatrix's large hips and thrust his manhood into her wide-open vulva. In one go, without hesitation.
"Hoooh…!"
When his glans roughly stabbed her cervical opening, Beatrix moaned with her eyes rolled back. A shock like a battering ram slamming hard against a castle gate reverberated through her lower belly.
Sploosh.
White piss flowed out from her wide-open vulva.