“W-wait...! Esme, tone it down for a second...!”
"Just cum already. Why are you even trying to hold yourself back?”
Sincir gres at Eleanor. However, before he can answer, she locks her mouth against his, all but shoving her tongue inside of it...
He might have been mad, if not for her smell and taste overwhelm his senses and consuming his thoughts... And thanks to Esme, who is still sucking his cock, Sincir can’t help but shake his hips, bringing his member even further down the warm tunnel surrounding it...
...Damn it, it feels so nice he can barely think...
“...Wait!” he manages to say once Eleanor finally pulls away for air, “I was going to-”
She kisses him again, this time twisting his nipple as she does so.
Cursing through their kiss, Sincir narrows his eyes at her, though the pyful light in her blue eyes only strengthens in response.
Well, two can py this game...
Grabbing Eleanor’s breasts, Sincir begins to massage them, hard enough to have her moan into his mouth; Since they’re rger than his thirteen-year-old hands can fully grasp, he focuses on pying with Eleanor’s nipples, pulling them down and then twisting them...
“Bad girl!” he murmurs breathlessly once she pulls away and intakes a sharp breath of air, “You know damn well I’m trying to say something...”
Eleanor smiles. “Is that so? I didn’t realize it...”
As Esme suddenly clenches her throat around his member, Sincir moans, arching his back slightly.
Thinking fast, he pulls on Eleanor’s nipples again, before she can attack him, having so she falls against his chest instead of kissing him.
“Break! Stop it for a...! Fuck! Eleanor, go down there and make her stop!” Sincir says while giving her nipples another good twist so she’ll understand he is serious.
Even as she bites her lower lip, Eleanor rolls her eyes. However, she does take a look toward Esme, whose gzed expression makes it clear she is not listening.
Having probably also realized Esme is off in her own little world, Eleanor sighs as she rises from his chest and reaches over, grabbing Esme by her hair, whose eyes widen... Except, Eleanor pushes her head down, shoving her face against his crotch and forcing her to take his member all the into her throat.
“Idiot, listen when people are speaking.”
“...L-like you’re one to speak,” Sincir mumbles with an eye roll of his own.
Ignoring the smaller girl’s struggles to free herself, seemingly effortlessly, Eleanor smiles. “I was doing it on purpose; She was so focused on fingering herself she didn’t notice you were talking to her,” Eleanor says, using his free hand to point toward Esme’s wet fingers, now vainly attempting to pull Eleanor’s hand away from her head.
Sincir grimaces. “Esme?”
Though her expression makes it obvious she is desperate for air, Esme’s eyes still showcase a gleam of guilty once they meet his gaze.
Eleanor ughs. “Just rex and cum. Whatever it is you wanted, we can do it ter.”
Sincir sighs, and then forces himself to rex. “Fine, do what you want.”
Eyes widening further, Esme’s quickly throws him a pleading look, which Sincir ignores.
“Don’t go too far.”
Eleanor smiles. Then, rising, she crawls toward Esme and positions herself behind the smaller girl, mounting her.
“I can tell you’re reaching your limit,” Eleanor whispers next to Esme’s ear, “Don’t fight against me, or it’ll be worse...”
As she speaks, Eleanor slowly pulls Esme’s head up, gradually revealing his now drenched cock...
Once his member is finally free and Esme takes a desperate gulf of air, beginning to cough, Sincir shudders.
“I’m s-sorry!”
“Too te for apologies,” Eleanor says, “Open up.”
Grabbing his dick, Eleanor sps Esme in the cheek with it, then forces her face against it, smearing it in the girl’s own saliva.
“I’ll o-open it!”
“Good.”
...She is enjoying this a bit too much, isn’t she?
Well, he is not exactly compining...
Feeling his cock once more being engulfed by Esme’s throat, Sincir sighs in satisfaction, moaning softly. With Eleanor controlling the pace, it feels less like a blowjob, and more like he is fucking Esme’s mouth, even if he is not the one moving...
Unfortunately, he is too pent-up to st very long; Although he tries he best, having Esme’s throat cmping around his shaft is just too much, and he soon feels his orgasm approaching.
AS it arrives, he moans again, causing both Eleanor and Esme to turn their eyes toward him as he finally releases his seed deep within Esme’s throat...
Being watched by the both of them as he cums has so Sincir feels his cheeks heating slightly, but he doesn’t run away from their gazes, returning Eleanor’s smile once she fshes him with it.
“...Cute,” Esme murmurs once she is freed from his cock and done coughing.
Sincir grimaces. “Don’t call me cute, bitch.”
Eleanor ughs. “What now? You wanted something, right?
Sincir rolls his eyes, before rising, as he approaches the girls and locks his lips against Esme, grabbing Eleanor’s breast and squeezing it. With all of them being on their knees, he takes turns in between kissing Eleanor and Esme, as he continues to py with their breasts and nipples...
“I was going to say I wanted to see you kissing... Esme hasn’t kissed a girl yet...”
Eleanor snorts, though she doesn’t hesitate before turning to Esme and leaning toward her... Except she stops just as their lips are about to touch, meeting the other girl’s eyes as she does so.
“If you’re against me shoving my tongue in your mouth, now would be the time to run like a scared squirrel again,” Eleanor murmurs.
Esme swallows. “N-no... Having your tongue shoved in my m-mouth sounds great, a-actually.”
Eleanor smiles. “Good girl.”
Watching the girls lock lips, Sincir feels his member beginning to harden again. Something about two hot girls kissing does it for him... Though he isn’t sure why he likes it so much, to begin with.
Still, hot or not, Sincir has had enough of just watching for today, and so he joins the girls again after a moment of appreciation, grabbing their asses and squeezing...
“Taking the initiative for once...? I was starting to think you didn’t have it in you,” Eleanor murmurs as she pulls away from Esme and throws him a sidelong gnce.
Sincir rolls his eyes. “You’re lucky I’m being this nice; Now shut up and kiss me.”
Eleanor ughs, but she does comply...
As their lips meet, followed by their tongues, Sincir moves his hand down her ass cheek, looking for the sweet spot beyond it...
“...You’re burning,” he whispers against her mouth once his fingers find her drenched sex, “Maybe I should make you beg for it again...?”
Eleanor grunts through their kiss. “Try it, bastard, see what happens...”
He chuckles. “C’mon, be a good girl and lean over for me... You’ll like it.”
“Fuck that; I’ll do you cowgirl, this time...”
“Were did you even learn that...?”
“Four gruesome fucking years of tavern work taught me the name of every sex position, and I’ve even seen a good deal of them...” Eleanor retorts with a small snort through their kiss.
Sincir pulls away from her, grabbing Eleanor’s chin and forcing her to meet his gaze as he does so; Then, he stares her in the eyes. “Eleanor, I want to fuck you... Get it?”
Cold blue eyes burning, she licks her lips. “...Lean over, you said?”
He smiles. “Spread yourself for me, okay?”
After a moment of locked gazes, Eleanor sighs. “Fucking piece of shit... ” she curses as she begins to turn, then to bend over, throwing him a gnce over her shoulder as she does so, “You better not make me wait for long.”
Sincir smiles at her. “Wouldn’t dream on it.”
Might be a bit te to go over it again considering current circumstances, but Eleanor has a nice ass; Nice enough that it is hard to keep his cool when seeing it presented before him in its full glory.
Sincir finds himself taking in her pale skin, the small coves on lower back, her tensed thigh muscles, and even the soles of her feet...
His cock is hard enough to hurt by the point she spreads her cheeks for him, as promised, fully exposing her reddened sex and asshole.
“...Fuck, the world really is unfair, isn’t it?”
Sincir blinks. A look toward Esme reveals the smaller girl biting her lower lip as she stares toward Eleanor with undisguised jealousy.
Once their eyes meet, he smiles at her apologetically. “Sorry... If I was a normal boyfriend, you wouldn’t need to go through something like this.”
Esme sighs. “If you were a normal guy, I’d have never had the courage to talk to you... And if you were just a normal boyfriend, you’d probably have cheated on me, rather than asking for my permission to see other girls. It’s fine, Sincir. I accept you for who you are; You don’t need to apologize.”
...Shit, she’s not supposed to be this eloquent.
Seeing the look on his face, Esme grimaces. “I can tell you’re thinking something rude, idiot.”
Sincir smiles at her, this time, in gratitude, as he approaches for a soft kiss. “You’re amazing, Esme,” he murmurs against her lips.
“An amazing pushover, you mean,” she retorts bitterly.
“No, I don’t. I think you’re unique, and interesting, and cute... I’m grateful for the fact you’re open minded about things, and if others call you a pushover girlfriend... Point me in their direction, okay?”
Once Sincir pulls away, Esme is blushing profusely, brown eyes staring at him fixedly, her expression as though she is waiting for the moment he’ll start ughing and tell her everything up to this point was some sort of cruel joke.
Sincir sighs. “I’m serious, Esme... I promised I’d make you my girl, remember? You won’t rid yourself of me so easily.”
Esme blinks, swallowing as she does so. “D-do you mean it?”
“Of course I mean it. Now let’s get back to it, before Eleanor murders the both of us.”
In spite of her visibly teary eyes, Esme smiles. “O-okay. Tell me what to do, then, you stupid sweet talker... Why do I feel like I’d do literally anything, at this point...?”
Sincir shakes his head as he watches Esme wiping her tears. Is this really something worth crying over?
“Are you still horny?” he asks her once she has managed to calm herself somewhat, to which she nods without hesitation. “Really...? What are you, some sort of insatiable horny beast?”
Esme sticks her tongue at him. “I’ll handle myself, so let’s just focus on El, from now on; She is dripping all over our sheet.”
She is also staring at them over her shoulder with a murderous look on her face, though for her credit, she has kept herself spread and ready this entire time.
“...Sorry,” Sincir murmurs as their gazes meet.
“Shove it.”
He smiles; Well, that was the pn from the beginning.
“Esme, you handle it, okay? Upper hole, not bottom.”
Having said as much, Sincir moves toward Eleanor, mounting her simirly to how she did Esme, when she forced the other girl to deep throat, a few moments prior...
Since he is smaller, it feels a bit awkward to line his cock against her asshole, but he menages after a moment, releasing a soft groan once his hard member’s tip finally touches her entrance.
“Lords... Is this what you wanted?” he murmurs next to her ear.
“It certainly wasn’t to watch you two flirting,” Eleanor grumbles, averting her eyes from his as she does so.
Suddenly, Sincir feels something wet and warm against his groin, causing him to shudder... Esme’s hand comes next, as she begins to slowly jerk his member...
“...Fuck,” Eleanor murmurs, low enough so that only him can hear it.
Sincir chuckles. “Is she licking you...?”
“Yeah,” Eleanor murmurs, “Is she jerking you?”
“Yeah...”
Damn it, they haven’t even started and he already feels ready to explode again. In between Esme’s hand and Eleanor’s body, as well as the occasional lick over his tip, it is hard to hold himself from panting and moaning... Though it doesn’t look like the girls would care, even if he did it; Esme would probably just call him cute again.
Suddenly, Eleanor groans. “Stop stalling and go for it already!”
“Okay... Esme, I’m going for it, all right?”
Never stopping her caresses, Esme simply moans in agreement...
Assuming she understood him, Sincir finally moves his hips forward, though he does so slowly... To his surprise, Esme doesn’t move away even then, and he feels her tongue brushing against his head as it touches Eleanor’s entrance, pressing over it...
As he begins to drag his member against her entrance, Eleanor shudders, though from her expression, Sincir can tell she is trying her best to stay rexed...
“Oh, it went in...” Esme murmurs from behind them, “It looks so dirty...”
“Shut up!” Eleanor grumbles, her voice strained as her cheeks begin to turn slightly red, “Stop watching and go py with yourself in a corner, or something!”
“She means she wants you to stop talking and keep licking, Esme,” Sincir corrects, earning himself a dirty look from Eleanor for his troubles.
Still, she doesn’t resist him once he grabs her wrists and extends her arms above her head, locking them in pce as he finally begins to thrust his hips forward...
He can tell Esme is doing something behind them, but he is not the one she is licking, and so Sincir ignores her; Meanwhile, as he begins to increase the speed of his thrusts, Eleanor moans, her walls cmping around him...
“Fuck... Fuck...!”
“I’m on it... But it’d be easier if I didn’t have to watch out for a certain someone...”
“Who cares about your stupid sexual puns?! And you’re the one who told her to stay there!”
Heh... She is so cute when she is flustered.
“I can tell you’re thinking something stupid! Motherfucker, if it didn’t feel so damn good, I’d...!”
Holding in a moan, Sincir bites his lower lip. “Lords, can you rex a little? You’re making it tight enough to hurt... I can’t do you any faster, if it’s like this.”
Eleanor curses under her panting, gring at him as she does so.
“...Is that a no?”
Eleanor sighs exasperatedly, averting her gaze. “With your stupid girlfriend licking me, I’m...! Just keep the slow pace...!”
Is she already about to cum, then...?
Sincir smiles, and this time, as he thrust in, he makes sure to go all the way, pressing himself against Eleanor as he does so...
“Is this good?”
Eleanor doesn’t respond. Still, now each of his slow trusts has so she shudders slightly, making it obvious she is enjoying them more than before.
Now, to increase his speed ever so slightly, and...
Once he bites her ear, Eleanor suddenly screams, clenching her fists against the mattress; Her cumming expression, half desperate desire, half embarrassment, has so Sincir smiles as he continues to increase his thrusting speed throughout her orgasm... Though he slows down again once it seems like she is starting to actually hurt.
“You... You’re not stopping...?”
As Eleanor throws him a gnce, her blue eyes now teary, Sincirh rises an eyebrow.
“Should I? Since you were so pent-up, I assumed the first one wasn’t going to be enough...”
Eleanor grimaces. “Why do I feel like punching you, even when you’re doing the right thing...?”
Sincir chuckles. “You’re welcomed.”
For a while, they both fall silent as he continues to fuck her, slowly building up his own orgasm. Surprisingly enough, Esme is still at it, occasionally licking his balls as she caresses the two of them from behind... From the sounds she is making, Sincir can tell she is fingering herself again, though since she is doing a good job for once, he supposes it is fi-
“Sin, I think you’ll get mad at me, so I’m sorry...” Esme murmurs, interrupting his thoughts.
Huh? If she knows he’ll get mad, then shouldn’t she just not...
Sincir curses out loud once he feels something wet and warm against the underside of his balls, slowly rising.
“Esme?! Who the fuck said you could-?!”
“Oh, so it’s okay when she does it to me, but not to you?” Eleanor grunts breathlessly, gring at him as she does so, “I’m warning you; If you stop right now, I’m vetoing every single girl other than Esme.”
Sincir grimaces; Eleanor’s gaze makes it clear she’ll never forgive him if he ruins the buildup of her second orgasm at this point.
“E-Esme?!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle...”
No, that’s not the problem! He won’t be able to hold himself back if she-
“Damn it, Esme!”
“...Oh, it doesn’t taste all that different from Eleanor’s...? Mhm...”
What did she expect?! And why does she sound as if she is enjoying herself?!
With Esme parting his ass cheeks apart as she presses her tongue against his asshole, Sincir can’t help but increase his pace, his hips now all but moving on their own.
Fuck! This is why he hates...!
Seeing his expression, Eleanor grins through her panting. “I guess I get why you enjoy seeing us flustered now... You really are a control freak.”
He is not!
“...Ah, it smells and tastes so nice... Is it okay if I put it in...?”
No! Is she joking?!
“Go for it, he’ll forgive you.”
“No, I’ll not! Esme, don’t you dare... Fuck! Don’t listen to her!”
“...Well, I can’,t if you clench this much, Sin...”
That’s the point!
fuck! He really won’t be able to hold if things continues like this...!Eleanor ughs. “Stop being stupid and just rex... I’m almost there again, a-anyway.”
...Oh.
“E-Esme?”
“...I’m almost there, myself...”
Damn it, why not? If it’s like this, he can handle a bit mo-
“Idiot, I didn’t say you could stick it in!”
“...Huh? Oh, sorry, you rexed, so I thought...”
He is so going to murder her when this is over!
“And you! Wipe that grin from your face!”
Faced with his gre, Eleanor just ughs.
These stupid idiots...!
In between Esme’s licking and Eleanor’s cmping, Sincir has to grit his teeth in order to not blow his load right there and then... Thankfully, the girls didn’t seem to be lying about being close, their moans rapidly growing in intensity as the seconds pass...
Just... Just a bit... a bit...
When Eleanor screams, Sincir immediately blows his seed into her, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he continues to thrust desperately into her clenching asshole.
They’re both moaning out loud, bickering forgotten, as Eleanor slowly loses her strength, falling sprawled over their bed with him on top of her once Sincir finally stops moving his hips...
Only then does Esme pull away from him, humming in satisfaction as she does so.
“I-I came again too... Wow, that was...”
As Sincir struggles to recover his breathing, Eleanor slowly stretches herself underneath him, not unlike a satisfied feline... Throwing him a sidelong gnce, she smiles at him, blue eyes gleaming teasingly. “Good job holding until the end, Mr. Incubus.”
“Spare me your condescension, Eleanor...”
“No, really, I’m actually impressed...”
Feeling as though he is about to pop a vein, Sincir turns toward Esme and smiles, causing her to pale.
“Esme, come here for a second.”
“No, uhm, I’m about to clean up...”
Sincir continues to smile as he pulls himself up, kneeling above Eleanor. “Esme, right now, you don’t want to know what will happen if you make me go over to you, instead... No, actually, forget it, I’ll just tickle you until-”
Suddenly ughing forcibly, Esme quickly scurries over. “Haha, I was joking, joking!”
As she approaches, Sincir frowns at her. “You knew I didn’t want you to. What gives?”
Esme averts her gaze. “...It was payback for the cold water, earlier?”
Sincir sighs. “You’re the worst liar I’ve ever met... But I suppose I did go a bit overboard back there. Fine, you escape tickling torture for today.”
Esme snorts, rolling her eyes. “Gee, thanks.”
“...Can you get off of me now?” Eleanor interjects from beneath him.
“Just stay there and rex; Esme said she was going to clean us.”
Esme throws him a look. “...Did she?” she asks.
Sincir narrows his eyes at her. “Didn’t she?”
Esme sighs. “She’d love to...”
Eleanor ughs. “You really are way too much of a pushover... But if you’re gonna clean, start with my ass. This idiot’s cum is about to drip over the bedsheet.”
Esme grimaces. “You could at least pretend to care about his abuse, instead of adding to it... You do know he meant for me to clean with my tongue as punishment for what I did, right?”
Eleanor blinks.
Sincir blinks.
...Huh?
No, he didn’t? He meant for her to grab some cloth and water... Look, the piece Eleanor used earlier is right there...
But Esme is already leaning down toward Eleanor with a slight blush on her face, having obviously missed their surprised expressions.
Eleanor and Sincir exchange a gnce.
...Should they stop her? This is a bit much, right?
Eleanor shrugs... Then, as Esme gives her ass a first, tentative lick, she shudders and smiles.
Esme grimaces. “Surprise, surprise, it doesn’t taste any better with cum leaking out of it...” she murmurs to herself, leaning in again and pressing her mouth against Eleanor’s asshole as she does so...
Sincir sighs. Push back a little, you idiot, instead of licking her ass this loudly... No one would believe you’re not enjoying yourself when you’re blushing while doing it...
...Fuck, he is getting hard again, isn’t he?
Eleanor bites her lower lip, moaning softly as Esme pulls her ass cheeks apart, and at this point, Sincir realizes they’re going for round three... Well, fourth for Esme (or is that fifth? How many times did she cum since they started, anyway?), third for him and Eleanor.
And why not?
“Does it taste that good? Her sweaty ass?”
Sincir pulls Esme’s hair away from her face, giving himself a better view of her cleaning, and she throws him a sidelong gnce...
“Don’t forget to stick it inside...”
“Shut up...” Esme murmurs, though she doesn’t hesitate in following his instructions.
Eleanor chuckles, looking rexed and horny as she continues to watch Esme degrade herself from over her shoulder. “Aren’t you quite the good ass-licker? Maybe we should have you cleaning everything, from now on.”
Is she the demon over here?
“Hey, don’t forget to clean me as well...”
Having said as much, Sincir pushes his member against Esme’s cheek. Taking a look at it, she obediently pulls away from Eleanor’s ass and takes it in her mouth, running her tongue across its length...
Well, Eleanor is right in that she is natural at being bullied... Speaking of Eleanor, should he just fuck her ass again? No, the cycle might never end, if he does that... They’d be fucking until morning...
As Esme takes his cock all the in, then slowly pulls away while sucking on it, Sincir shudders.
“...There, it’s clean now,” she grumbles after ploping her mouth from it, “Shit, I can’t deepthroat anymore, or I won’t be able to speak tomorrow...”
“I’ll cast a healing spell on you ter...”
“Oh... Right, I forgot about that...”
Esme doesn’t resist him as he pulls her head and pushes his cock into her mouth again.
“Fuck, I’ll cast whatever you want, at this point...”
Eleanor turns around underneath them, smiling as her eyes meet his. “Look at her, taking your cock in again like a good little fuck-toy... She wasn’t kidding about her preferences.”
As Esme’s throat cmps around his member, Sincir can’t help but moan... He is still too sensitive from earlier, damn it!
“I like your horny expression...” Eleanor murmurs, propping herself up as she slowly approaches her face toward his.
“Don’t tease me...”
“Or what?”
Sincir doesn’t resist her kiss, meeting her tongue with his as he continues to slowly face-fuck Esme in between the two of them...
Not that she seems to mind it, considering Sincir can see her hand working in between her legs out of the corner of his vision again.
What hopeless perverts they all are... And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
