Chapter 317: Chapter 316: Cohabitation (4)

“Stop watching and come up here together.”

What’s the point of an orgy if we take turns? We should all go at once.

At my words, the women looked at each other, but as Carla started to undress first, the others followed suit, one by one.

Srrrrk.

With the sound of fabric brushing against skin, a variety of beautiful bodies unfolded before my eyes.

Some with large breasts, others with small ones, some short, others tall.

Besides that, there were hips perfect for childbirth, thick thighs, perfectly balanced figures, slender waistlines, and so on.

Even just one of these beauties would be hard to look away from, but now they filled my vision in all their diverse glory.

This wasn’t the first time I’d seen them undressed all at once, but it was still quite a sight no matter how many times I saw it.

With that thought, I made Helena, who had fainted, more comfortable by laying her gently in a corner.

As space became available, the women started to climb up with subtle smiles.

With several beds hastily put together, the now much larger bed quickly filled up.

“Then first… Carla and Elisha, would you clean my cock?”

“Leave it to us, Master!”

“With Carla, you say?”

Carla nodded with a wide grin, while Elisha blinked rapidly in surprise.

“Why? You don’t like it?”

“Not that I don’t like it… Ugh! Fine! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”

After a loud remark, Elisha knelt before my cock, still glossy with semen, love juice, and a bit of saliva.

I couldn’t tell why she was acting like this, but her biting her lips in frustration reminded me of when I first bought her, making me laugh.

Seeing my expression, Carla laughed along and said,

“Then I’ll clean it up nicely for you, Master.”

“Yeah. Oh, and hands…”

“No hands, just mouth. Right?”

“Oh. Yeah.”

“Hehe. I know Master’s preferences, so just watch. I’ll make you feel good.”

With that, Carla put her hands behind her back and bent just her head down.

Kneeling, her posture looked quite submissive or even servile.

Or maybe it was because she handled it with the utmost care, as if dealing with the most precious thing in the world.

Chuuuuup.

Carla first kissed the tip, then extended her tongue inside to spread saliva, gently wiping around with her soft lips.

“Ugh!”

Seeing this, Elisha hesitated for a moment but then mimicked Carla’s pose and began kissing my cock from the other side.

On the left, Carla was looking up with seductive eyes as she licked, while on the right, Elisha was moving her lips with a look of frustration.

The contrasting scenes had my cock, which had just finished, twitching and moving on its own.

Each time, the angle of their lips would slightly shift as they slid off my cock.

…That’s why I understood why Elisha was reluctant earlier.

Chuuup. Churup…Chuup.

With my cock between their lips, what would happen if it disappeared from there?

Right. Their lips would touch.

“Hik!”

Elisha flinched as their lower lips slightly touched.

Carla, focused on licking, might not have noticed, which made Elisha’s awkwardness stand out even more.

Realizing why Elisha was reluctant, Carla then deliberately covered Elisha’s lips with her own.

Chup.

“Eek!”

Elisha tried to pull away in shock, but she couldn’t ignore my command and continued the oral service with tears in her eyes. However,

Chup. Chup. Chuuup.

Carla, instead of sympathizing, relentlessly pushed her further.

With my cock between their entangled lips, one trying to escape, the other trying to catch, it was quite a sight.

Naturally, in this process, they pressed and rubbed my cock with their lips, sending ticklish waves of pleasure through me.

After enjoying this for a while, I called to the other women who were watching blankly.

“Iris, Senior Faye, please come over here.”

“Hmm. What are you planning to do, Master?”

“Junior? You’re not going to do something weird again, are you?”

Though her words were cautious, the anticipation was clear in Faye’s voice.

Now that I looked, her pussy was already wet. Was she masturbating earlier?

I shrugged as convincingly as possible.

“Come on. When did I ever ask for something weird?”

“That face says otherwise! Even just thinking about it…”

“If we’re being honest, wasn’t it Senior Faye who brought something weird and suggested trying it?”

“…Ah! I can’t remember! So, what should we do?! Want to touch my breasts?”

Perhaps feeling guilty, Faye pushed her chest forward instead of answering. But if she thought I only liked breasts, she was wrong. If that were the case, Iris wouldn’t be here!

I extended my hands towards both Iris and Faye.

“Hands.”

“Hmm? Like this?”

“With hands?”

Though puzzled, they gently placed their hands on mine.

“The other hand.”

This time, they tilted their heads the other way and placed their other hands. At this, I smiled and continued.

“Show me your pussies.”

“Huh?”

“What?”

With their eyes blinking in confusion, not quite understanding what they heard, I reiterated my request.

“Pussies!”

“…”

“…”

Seeing my hand beckoning them to hurry up, Iris and Faye simultaneously sighed.

“Huh. As always, impossible to predict.”

“H-Honestly… At this level, Junior, you’re… equal to or even above me…”

What are you talking about, Faye? No way am I that good.

In reality, Iris was shaking her head with a helpless smile, but, Faye was already getting excited, spilling love juice even before I touched her.

She probably liked the situation where I confidently demanded to see their pussies as if it was my right.

Slowly, they placed their pussies on my hands.

Squelch.

Feeling the even softer flesh of their pussies press against my fingers, I smirked.

“Now, move your hips and get yourselves wet in preparation.”

“…What?”

“Wow. Junior, you really…”

“I plan to go with whoever gets the most prepared, so keep that in mind.”

“As a slave, I must obey my master’s command.”

“I think it’s a brilliant idea.”

Changing their attitude abruptly, they started flattering me while moving their hips.

Rub rub.

Though it was a bit unfair to Iris, Faye would probably win this competition.

The amount of love juice touching my hand was already different.

Faye’s breasts swayed with her hips, while Iris’s breasts boasted a calm stability.

After enjoying the sight of both for a while, I turned my attention to Iona.

“Professor Iona…”

“You want me to suck your blood from behind, right?”

“Oh. That’s right. Then, please do.”

Having done it several times before, Iona understood immediately and nodded cheerfully, but then,

“However, I refuse!”

“Eh?”

Iona crossed her arms over her body, slightly twisted her waist, and covered half her face with one hand.

She shouted boldly in a pose that could only be described as bizarre.

“One of the things Professor Iona likes most is… saying ‘NO’ to a student who thinks everyone should play along with his game!”

“Heuk!”

Now that I think about it, she looks somewhat sexy in that pose while naked.

While pretending to be shocked on the outside, I sneakily glanced at her breasts peeking through her arms.

Iona, maintaining her strange pose, approached me slowly and said,

“I’m not the one drinking! It’s Student Yandel!”

“Even if I drink, it will just taste salty…”

“Right, right. But what if it’s not blood?”

Her blood-red eyes shone seductively as she spoke, and her fangs glinted between her uplifted lips.

Slowly relaxing her pose, Iona started to knead one of her breasts as she continued,

“Hey, hey. Does Student Yandel like milk?”

“…Wait. No way?”

Seeing my shocked expression, Iona’s smile deepened.

“It’s probably what you’re thinking!”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

As Iona’s hands gently stimulated her breast, the nipple at the tip was particularly hard today.

As if it contained something inside.

Watching with a pounding heart, Iona’s breast massage escalated until she was squeezing her own breast. Then…

Pshh.

Suddenly, a stream of liquid shot from her pink nipple and splashed onto my face.

The color dripping from the tip of my nose was pure white, the smell was strangely savory, and the taste that entered my mouth was incredibly sweet.

Having sprayed milk from one of her breasts, Iona shouted with a haughty attitude,

“Have you ever drunk milk? Since you were born in a lab, probably not. And the first one to breastfeed you, Yandel, will be none other than me, Professor Iona!”

“…”

Iona’s domineering declaration momentarily turned my mind blank.

But my body, independent of my will, spoke my true feelings.

“Ngah.”

Me, baby Yandel.

Give me milk!

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