CHAPTER 307: FUCKING THE LADIES (R-18)

"Yes... Master, just like that... don’t stop..."Down the length of the bed, Selene, Nyx, and Henrietta knelt in a loose triangle around his hips, eyes fixed on the thick, rigid length of his cock standing proud against his stomach. Selene and Nyx moved with the easy confidence of lovers who had done this many times before, but Henrietta hung back a fraction, hair spilling over her shoulders, emerald eyes wide with love and uncertainty. She was older, more experienced, but she’s not used to having a group sex, but then...the sight of Lucas’s cock, glistening and pulsing with Yang so potent it made her clit throb without a single touch, left her momentarily frozen. Selene noticed first. She reached out, cupped Henrietta’s cheek gently, and smiled. "Come here, beautiful.

There’s no rank in this bed, only pleasure." She guided Henrietta’s hand to the base of Lucas’s shaft, wrapping the older woman’s fingers around the scorching heat. "Feel how much he wants you already." Henrietta’s breath hitched; her fingers barely closed around his girth, and the sheer vitality thrumming beneath the velvet skin made her pussy clench hard. Nyx leaned in on Henrietta’s other side, full breasts brushing the older woman’s arm.

"We take turns," she murmured, voice husky with arousal. "We share everything. Watch." She bent first, dark hair spilling forward as her tongue traced a slow, wet line from base to crown, swirling around the head before she took him deep into her mouth with a practiced moan.

Lucas’s hips flexed upward; the vibration of Lira’s cries against his tongue mingled with the wet sounds of Nyx’s sucking.

Selene followed, nudging Nyx aside with a playful kiss to her shoulder. "My turn," she purred, full lips stretching wide as she swallowed him down, cheeks hollowing, big breasts swaying with every bob of her head.

She pulled off slowly, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the glistening tip, and turned to Henrietta. "Now you."Henrietta hesitated only a heartbeat. Love and desire won. She bent forward, hair curtaining her face, and took Lucas into her mouth. The taste of him, alive with Yang, exploded across her tongue.

A low, involuntary moan vibrated in her throat as she sucked, tentative at first, then deeper, hungrier, her free hand sliding down to cup his heavy balls while Selene stroked her back encouragingly and Nyx whispered praise against her ear.

They found their rhythm quickly. Nyx took him again, then Selene, then Henrietta, each woman claiming a slow, worshipful turn while the other two licked along the shaft, kissed the head, or trailed tongues over his balls.

Every time Henrietta pulled back, gasping, lips swollen and shining, Selene or Nyx would guide her right back down, teaching her the exact pressure, the perfect swirl, the little hum that made Lucas’s thighs tense and his Yang surge hotter into their mouths.

Above them, Lira was lost. Her slender body rocked shamelessly on Lucas’s face, hands braced on the headboard, perky breasts bouncing as she ground her clit against his tongue. "I’m loving this...I’m..." Her words dissolved into a high, keening cry as her orgasm crashed through her, pussy spasming, flooding his mouth with a fresh rush of pure Yin that he drank down in greedy swallows. She shuddered through the aftershocks, thighs trembling, moans turning into soft, breathless whimpers of his name. And still the three at his cock continued their slow, reverent rotation, lips and tongues and hands never idle, moans rising in harmony each time another wave of his Yang energy pulsed into their mouths, their throats, their cores, binding them closer with every shared breath, every lingering kiss passed from mouth to mouth around the man they all adored.

Lira slid down Lucas’s chest, thighs still trembling from her climax, she pressed a slow, grateful kiss to the corner of his mouth, tasting herself on his tongue. "Your turn to be worshipped," she whispered, voice husky, and shifted aside so the others could move into place. Selene rose first, voluptuous and unhurried, hair tumbling over her shoulders like molten copper. She straddled Lucas’s hips, knees sinking deep into the midnight silk, big breasts swaying as she reached between them to grasp his cock.

The moment the thick head nudged her slick entrance she let out a low, throaty moan that filled the room. "I’ve needed this for months," she breathed, and sank down in one slow, deliberate glide, taking every inch until her plush ass rested against his thighs and her back arched in pure, shameless bliss. She began to ride him with rolling, powerful strokes, hips circling, breasts bouncing heavily, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing off the walls.

Henrietta crawled forward at Selene’s beckoning crook of a finger. "Come here," Selene purred, voice ragged with pleasure. "Taste me while he fills me." Henrietta’s emerald eyes darkened with hunger; she knelt beside them, leaned in, and closed her lips around one of Selene’s stiff nipples. She sucked gently at first, then harder, tongue swirling, teeth grazing just enough to make Selene cry out and grind down harder on Lucas’s cock.

Henrietta’s own breasts brushed Selene’s arm with every pull of her mouth, her free hand sliding up to roll and pinch the neglected nipple, drawing broken, grateful moans from the woman riding Lucas so fiercely.

Above them, Nyx moved with impatience. She climbed the bed, full breasts swaying, as she positioned herself over Lucas’s face. "I want your tongue," she said, voice trembling with need, and lowered her dripping pussy onto his waiting mouth. Lucas’s hands immediately clamped onto her thighs, pulling her down hard, tongue plunging deep into her royal heat.

Nyx’s head fell back, a sharp, moan tearing from her throat as he devoured her, lips sealed around her clit, sucking and licking with relentless skill, drawing her potent Yin energy into him in thick, intoxicating waves.

Her hips rocked, grinding against his face, full breasts bouncing with every roll. Lira, never content to watch for long, slipped behind Selene. She pressed her slender, naked body flush against Selene’s back, perky breasts flattening against sweat-slick skin. "You ride him so beautifully," she whispered hotly against Selene’s ear, then brought one hand down in a sharp, playful spank across Selene’s plush ass.

The crack rang out; Selene gasped, pussy clenching hard around Lucas’s cock, and Lira laughed softly, low and wicked. Another spank, then another, each one perfectly timed with Selene’s upward strokes, turning every impact into a fresh surge of pleasure. Between spanks, Lira leaned in to kiss her, slow and deep, swallowing Selene’s moans, tongue sliding against tongue while Henrietta continued her devoted worship of Selene’s nipples.The four of them moved in perfect, filthy harmony:

Selene riding Lucas’s cock with abandon, big breasts bouncing, back arched, moans spilling freely.

Henrietta latched to her nipples, sucking and teasing, emerald eyes fluttering half-closed in her own rising pleasure.

Nyx grinding shamelessly on Lucas’s face, full breasts swaying, her voice breaking into desperate cries as his tongue drove her toward the edge.

Lira spanking, kissing, and whispering filthy praise against Selene’s ear, her own arousal dripping down her thighs as she orchestrated the rhythm. Lucas lay at the center of it all, cock buried in Selene’s velvet heat, tongue buried in Nyx’s royal essence, Yang energy pouring into every mouth and pussy that claimed him while their combined Yin flooded his meridians in a glorious, endless torrent.