A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 147
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Waves of pleasure surged through me as Rika began tonguing my balls. Not to be outdone by her, I penetrated her with a finger, burying it to the hilt. While she teased my cock in her fantastic, slippery warm mouth, I fingered her only to excite her. The effect showed with the fluids seeping out of her walls.
"Waving the white flag yet?"
"Nope."
She clicked her tongue and returned to teasing me. I scrub her weak spots, messing her up enough to moan, but not enough to make her cum. Always keeping her a step behind the climax, I made her buck her hips in unrest. My lower body felt numb, jolts of currents spiraling about. Rika employed the same method on her blowjob; always pulling away when I was prepared to ejaculate. At this point, my aching dick just wanted to shoot the load but she refused to pull the trigger.
Minutes felt like hours as I made her weak-kneed.
"Ri-chan, admit defeat… please."
"Fuck, brat… what are you made of?"
"Life Element, my dear."
"..."
Truly though, this would have been impossible without this element, or maybe the combo of High Human and Life Element.
Rika sighed, tickling my cock, and she crawled forward. She kept my twitching, stiff cock in her hands and lowered her waist, impaling herself. Prying open her hole, my cock slipped inside. Her sticky fluids steered me to her innermost interior with no resistance whatsoever.
The massive build almost dragged me into cumming immediately but I resisted.
"Nmm, haaaa!" She wiggled her butt in ecstasy and plopped down between my crotch. "Ahhh… so hard… this... this is the best. My Aa-chan… is best."
Her alluring bodyline covered in a layer of shiny sweat mesmerized me.
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Damn… she burned my heart with her charm.
She closed her knees, forming a heart shape with her firm butt, and constricted her already tight pussy. waved it right before me.
"Aa-chan, you can cum, you know?" Rika glanced over her shoulder with a grin. A strange force scratched my balls, playing with them as it pleased. "I won't say anything."
She realized the unbearable hardness inside her and took pleasure in teasing me with her telekinesis.
I dug into her butt, kneading it to distract myself. It would be a joke if I came this quick!
My gaze fell on Shiori pleasuring herself with legs spread wide, right beside me. The stain on her pristine white panties was the proof of her arousal. Nee-san too squirmed restlessly, caressing my head.
Rika's fierce movement gnawed at my endurance.
"Nee-san, let me taste you."
"W-What? Aa-kun…"
"Please."
Nee-san perched on my chest, her knees knocked on my sides. The combination of sky blue undergarments and her seductive mature body pushed my arousal to the limit.
Just a few more minutes. I shut my eyes to give Nee-san a breather from her embarrassment. A surge of fragrance hit my nostrils. Nee-san already took the position. I thumbed her panties and licked her dripping juices. The sweetness made me wince.
"Umhh… that tickles."
I busied myself in her juices for a few minutes. Then, the pressure on my cock intensified and my control slipped.
"Kuh… There it is!" Rika also unleashed her climax at that time.
Collecting myself from the pleasure, my gaze drifted to the melons shaking above. I squeezed them and caught a glimpse of Nee-san's flustered face.
Rika shifted to the bed and sprawled beside me. "You bastard won. I am your slave now."
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"That wasn't our bet."
She guffawed. "I am a slave to your cock… and I am sorry for saying the things in the dungeon. I never meant it reall—"
I shushed her and tapped her cheeks. "I know."
"Aa-chan, I think I love you."
Her confession stole my ability to speak. I felt my lips curving slowly, into a wide grin.
Rika chortled, her eyes narrowing pleasantly. "Fuck I got you, didn't I?"
'You really did."
My mind almost wandered to the possibility of her not loving me before.
"You two��" Nee-san looked speechless, searching for some retort. Before she found anything, I heaved her butt and threw her back.
I stretched my popping limbs. The numbness faded immediately. Saya, Nao, and Yuriko huddled in a corner created an amusing sight. Rika crawled her way to the top of the bed and slid inside the blanket.
Having a king-sized bed was a blessing.
I finally gave some attention to my adorable sword waifu amusing herself in a daze. She broadened her legs, showcasing the fluids trickling down her pussy while toying with her deep pink nipple. Driven by the compelling sight, I leaned over her and crushed her perky boobs under my chest. Our sweaty body brushed each other.
She wasted no time in grabbing my chin and joining our lips together in a soft, loving kiss.
She was hungry for affection today…
My feelings skyrocketed into space. I backed off and expelled her panties into my ring. Shiori's hands shot to my chest, her eyes filled with longing.
"Asahi-kun, give me."
I pinned her back onto the mattress, pecked the side of her face, and nibbled my way down to her breasts.
"You sure?" I teased with a grin and pressed her nipple between my teeth. "Can you take it?"
She groaned deep in her throat. "Really? You are asking it now?"
Grasping my cock in her warm grip, she guided me into her. She clamped down on my waist with her legs, forcing me deeper. Her back arched as I thrust into her warm depths eagerly welcoming me.
"More. Fuck me more. Mess me up."
She followed up by tangling her limbs around my neck and overlapping our lips. I respected her desire and sped up my thrusts. Her moans remained in her mouth.
For the next few minutes, the room became utter silent except for the rasp of our breathing. Shiori went through a series of little orgasms. I pressed deep into her and let everything out.
Shiori's dam of sexual energy was spent and she passed out. Her limbs were still tangled around me.
I carried her and tucked her into the bed beside Saeko.
My gaze met with the four women left to please. The room seemed different. I could feel it. The thick, sensual, almost ethereal essence drifting around the girls. As if taking a physical form of their passionate desires.
(Another… skill.)
'How many skills does this class have?'
(A lot…)
Wow. Again, I am in awe again.
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