CHAPTER 17: THREE SISTERS

"Alright, I have recovered." Marcelle said as she got back on her feet. "We can continue."

"I am still feeling too tired to walk on my own. You will have to carry me," I said with a wink. If she fell for the same trick again, I was going to fuck her again.

"Hmph! I can’t be fooled twice. I will carry you but not on my back."

Thus, Marcella lifted me again, but this time I clung to her from the front, wrapping my arms and legs around her body like an octopus. My chest pressed into her tits, my face buried in the valley between her tits.

She was such a strong muscle mommy, her movements were barely affected despite carrying a grown ass man like me. But I knew she won’t be able to stay calm and strong like that for long as I planned to fuck her pussy in this position.

I aimed my cock at her dripping pussy. The moment her body shifted, I thrust forward and buried myself inside her.

"Ahhhhhl!" she screamed, staggering as my cock split her open.

Her arms trembled, her body jerking with every thrust I gave her. But she didn’t stop walking. Each step she took drove me deeper into her cunt, my cock stabbing her womb over and over.

Her tits bounced against my chest, her nipples brushing my lips with every thrust that sent my dick straight into her cum filled womb. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard as I fucked her while clinging tight to her smokin’ hot figure. She moaned, her pussy tightening around me, juices spilling down her thighs as we moved through the palace.

"Faster," I growled, biting her nipple.

She picked up her pace, her steps turning frantic. The faster she moved, the deeper my cock stabbed into her pussy. She was losing control, moaning louder with every step.

"Stop—if you keep this up, I’ll... I’ll lose my mind!" she gasped, her voice breaking.

Her pussy squeezed me tight, convulsing around my cock. I slammed into her again, the sound of our bodies clapping echoing through the corridor.

I groaned as my balls tightened. My cock erupted inside her pussy, flooding her womb with hot, thick seed. She screamed, her body convulsing as her pussy squirted madly, soaking both of us while she kept carrying me.

Then.

Her steps quickened even more, desperate to reach the chamber before I stuffed her with another load.

"We have arrived," she gasped as we entered a chamber at the heart of the palace

It was vast, circular, bathed in soft pink and golden light. Cushioned couches of velvet lined the walls. Silk curtains hung from the ceiling, drifting as if stirred by invisible hands. In the center lay a round platform covered with scarlet sheets, clearly meant for indulgence. A perfect place for sex.

And on that bed... three scantily dressed top notch beauties awaited me like whores waiting for their master to return from work and breed them good.

The second I saw them, I felt an intense urge to pull out of Marcella and pounce on them, but I didn’t give in to my instinct as I wanted to feel them out first.

What if they didn’t want it? Wouldn’t I be royally screwed then? Offending a goddess, let alone three, wasn’t on my agenda. No matter how shameless or lust driven I was l, I wouldn’t do something so stupid unless I had adequate strength to back me up.

"They are my masters. The three sisters. Reinara, Delilah, and Selendra."

Marcelle introduced them to me one by one. I still cling to her like a Koala bear. And my cock was still buried inside her. She made the introduction in that awkward position as her masters stared at the area where we were connected in shock, suprise, awe, and wonder.

Reinara had scarlet eyes and long crimson hair that fell in waves down her back. Her skin was pale and smooth, her body curvy and sensual. Her breasts were full, tipped with red cherry nipples, and her lips matched the colour of her stiff peaks — glossy crimson, parted in a teasing smirk. Her pussy was shaved smooth and glistened red like ripe fruit. She wore only a silken sash, barely covering anything, made to tease and tempt.

Delilah had black hair that fell down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes were pure black, deep and unreadable. Her skin was dark, smooth, and shining, her figure tall and lean yet still feminine, with toned curves that spoke of power and temptation. A sheer black veil clung to her frame, transparent enough to reveal the dark areolas of her breasts and the thin strip of hair that crowned her slit.

Selendra had silver hair, each strand glowing like moonlight. Her pale blue eyes were calm yet filled with hidden lust. Her body was flawless, her tits perky and high, perfect handfuls tipped with soft pink nipples. Her waist was slim, her hips wide, built to tempt and drive men insane. She wore a thin white garment that clung to her like water, outlining every line of her body and leaving nothing to the imagination.

Marcelle turned her gaze on me after introducing these stunning women to me.

"Please introduce yourself to them."