CHAPTER 32: FAREWELL PARTY! FIVESOME!!!

Another day passed.

Now it was only a single day away from my departure from the divine realm of the three sisters.

That night, when I was summoned into their private chamber, I expected nothing licentious. But the sight that greeted me there made my cock twitch instantly.

The four of them were waiting.

Marcelle. Reinara. Selendra. Delilah.

All sprawled across a colossal bed draped in red silk sheets, the fabric sheer enough to show the shadows of their oiled bodies pressing against it.

They had dressed — if it could even be called that — in scandalous lingerie made only to tempt me.

Marcelle wore nothing but a transparent veil of silk that clung to her tits, her black perky nipples visible through the gauzy cloth. Her thighs were spread openly, a golden chain harness hugging her waist and dangling between her pussy lips like an invitation.

Reinara lay beside her, crimson hair tumbling like fire. Her pale tits were barely restrained by a black lace bra that pushed them up proudly, her red nipples threatening to burst free. She wore stockings that clung to her long legs, garter straps framing the pale flesh of her thighs, her pussy uncovered, glistening under the chamber’s light.

Selendra, with her silver hair and cold, sultry eyes, wore a corset of pure white, cinched tight to show the curve of her waist and the swell of her breasts. But below, she wore only a thong so tiny it was nothing more than a string riding her pussy lips. Her hips shifted lazily, spreading the cloth enough for me to glimpse the pink wetness inside.

Delilah was last, dusky-skinned and wild-eyed, her dark curls wet as though she had just stepped from a bath. Her attire was nothing but gold chains draped across her tits and ass, the metal glinting with each move she made. Her nipples pressed between the gaps, her full breasts jiggling as she leaned on one elbow, smirking at me.

The air itself smelled of sex — sweet perfume mixed with their wetness, thick enough to choke on.

My cock was already hard before I had taken another step.

Reinara sat up first, her crimson eyes blazing. "You leave us tomorrow, Raj. But tonight..." she licked her lips, her tongue slow and obscene, "...tonight, we will give you a farewell party you’ll never forget."

Selendra’s voice followed, low and smooth, her silver gaze unblinking as she slid a finger down her thigh and circled it over her clothed clit. "A farewell for the man who claimed all four of us. The man who made goddesses moan and beg like mortal whores."

Delilah chuckled, her dusky tits bouncing as she crawled closer on all fours, like a panther hunting her prey. "It’s your reward. Your blessing. And your punishment." She grinned wickedly. "Because once we’re done, Raj... you’ll be ruined for any other woman."

Marcelle, gentle and shy even in her sluttiness, blushed as she spread her thighs wider, her juices glistening under the chamber’s lights. "Please accept it, Raj. It’s the only way we know how to say goodbye..."

I groaned, my cock throbbing painfully inside my pants. "A farewell party with four goddesses? How could I possibly refuse?"

Reinara smirked. "Good. Because you don’t get a choice."

And then they moved.

Before I knew it, they were on me.

Delilah was the first, her lips capturing mine in a bruising kiss, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth. Her taste was dark and intoxicating, her moan vibrating against my lips as she bit down on my tongue.

At the same time, Selendra slipped behind me, her cold hands sliding down my chest, unbuckling my belt with practiced ease. "This has been in my way for far too long," she whispered, yanking my pants open. My cock sprang free, thick and hard, precum already spilling down the shaft. She purred, stroking her fingers along it as though admiring a weapon. "Perfect..."

Marcelle pressed against my side, her soft tits enveloping my arm as she kissed along my neck, sweet and wet, leaving trails of saliva down to my chest. "Mmm... I’ve missed this taste..."

And Reinara, impatient as always, shoved me backward until I landed on the massive bed, surrounded by them like prey in a den of predators. She climbed onto me, straddling my chest, her fiery hair spilling down around us as she pressed her dripping cunt against my lips. "Eat me, Raj. I don’t want to wait another second."

I opened wide, my tongue stabbing into her hot slit. She screamed immediately, clutching my head with both hands as her hips rocked against my mouth. Her juices poured across my tongue, hot and tangy, spilling down my chin.

Delilah, meanwhile, wasted no time straddling my cock. She lined me up with her dripping pussy, her lips stretched wide as she slammed down in one go.

"Ahhhhhh—!" she cried, her tits bouncing violently as my cock bottomed out inside her. She rolled her hips like a wild woman, riding me hard, the chains on her body jingling as her ass clapped against my thighs.

Marcelle slid down beside me, pulling my right hand between her thighs. Her pussy was soaking, juices coating my fingers before I even touched her properly. She moaned, grinding against my palm as I pushed two fingers deep inside her. "Rajhhhhh~! Yes... yes, fuck me with your hand..."

Selendra wasn’t left out. She grabbed my other hand, dragging it to her pussy. "Me too. Use both. Don’t waste a single finger."

I shoved two fingers into her as well, curling them up until she gasped, her silver eyes rolling back. Her hips rocked against my hand, juices spilling into the water-soaked sheets beneath us.

Four women.

One on my face, screaming as I ate her cunt.

One bouncing on my cock, tits slapping, juices splattering.

Two riding my fingers, moaning desperately, their pussies gushing into my palms.

It was a storm of sex. A symphony of moans, gasps, and wet squelching.

Reinara grabbed my hair and ground her pussy harder into my mouth, her thighs clamping around my head. "Lick deeper! Deeper! Don’t stop until I flood your mouth!"

Delilah’s body slammed against me, her chains jingling wildly as she fucked me without restraint. "Your cock is mine! Mine!" she screamed, her dusky tits bouncing as sweat dripped from her skin.

Marcelle whimpered, softer than the others, but no less desperate. She guided my fingers deeper inside her, her hips rocking, her juices spilling. "Rajhhhnnnn~! You’re stretching me... I can’t stop..."

Selendra’s voice was sharp, commanding even as she moaned. She rode my fingers like a queen on a throne. "Don’t you dare slow down. You’ll finger me until I scream, do you hear me?"

The bed rocked violently, the sheets soaked through with sweat, spit, and juices. My cock throbbed violently inside Delilah’s cunt, my face smothered by Reinara’s wet slit, my fingers trapped in the squeezing pussies of Selendra and Marcelle.

Four goddesses. Four holes. Four voices.

And me, devouring them all.

Reinara broke first. Her thighs clamped tighter, her back arching as her pussy squirted across my face, flooding my mouth with her hot nectar. "Ahhhhhh—! Rajhhhhnnnn~! I’m cumming!"

Delilah followed almost instantly. Her nails clawed my chest as her pussy spasmed around my cock, milking me with wet, sucking pulls. Her scream was guttural, her body convulsing as her pussy juice spilled down my shaft.

Marcelle cried out, gushing across my hand, her juices splattering down my wrist. "Ahhhhhhhnnnnn~! Raj—please don’t stop—please—!"

And Selendra, cold and controlled until now, finally broke, her body shaking violently as she climaxed, soaking my hand in her divine wetness. Her voice trembled, desperate. "Yes—yes—yes! I’m cumming all over your hand—ahhhhhhhnnnnn!"

The four of them came together, their juices soaking me from head to toe, their cries echoing in the chamber like a hymn to their own lust.

And I hadn’t even cum yet.

The chamber reeked of sex, the air heavy with perfume and sweat. Their moans still echoed off the gilded walls, but none of them looked sated. Not even close.

Delilah was still trembling on my cock, her dusky body shining with sweat, but she leaned forward, biting my lip. "Don’t think you’re done with us, Raj. This is only the beginning."

Reinara slid down from my face, her thighs slick with her own nectar, her crimson hair sticking to her skin. She smirked, licking her lips as if tasting herself. "Mmm... but I’m not finished either. Tonight, you don’t leave this bed until we’ve drained you dry."

Selendra tugged my hand free from her soaked cunt and sucked my fingers into her mouth, licking off her own juices. Her silver eyes burned with lust. "I want your cock inside me next. Stretch me, Raj. Split me apart."

Marcelle blushed, her chest rising and falling, her lips swollen from biting down her moans. "M-me too... I can’t... hold back anymore..."

I laughed hoarsely, my cock still iron-hard inside Delilah. "Four goddesses, one man. Several holes to fill, and only one shaft to fill them. You really think I can handle all of this?"