“Is it… over…?” Ayame asked with a very strong hint of disbelief evident in her tone, unsure if this otherworldly event really just happened to her. She at long last stopped stroking my hair as she lifted a nearby pillow to her face to clean it. However, she was not allowed to do so.
“No!!!” Blossom shrieked as she threw herself at my poor samurai with the assistance of every single Agility stat to her name. The bullet known as Blossom hit the unsuspecting, temporarily blinded girl straight in the stomach, forcing her to yelp in a potent mix of pain and surprise as she was thrown onto her back with Blossom sitting on top of her, and her hands pinned to the mattress by the dog-kin.
“Bad Ayame!!! Bad girl, very bad! She must not dare waste Master’s seed!” With her furious admonishing – which saw the already completely flabbergasted samurai reach new levels of being clueless as to what was going on – concluded, Blossom lowered her head until it met Ayame’s, after which she began licking her, scooping copious amounts of sperm up from her face in great strides.
“E-ew Blossom, stop it! Your tongue was just inside his butthole a few minutes ago, stop licking my face already!” Ayame’s resistance was met with a complete, utter refusal.
“Are you okay, baby?” Lucille asked while Ayame’s continuous shouts of resistance rang out in the background, accompanied by an occasional threatening growl from Blossom, as if she was ordering the wriggling samurai to cease all movements with this primal, instinctual beast-kin conversation method of hers.
“Yeah… Just give me a few.” I murmured while full-on drunk with pure bliss assaulting my body on all fronts.
“Sure. I suppose we should help our resident clean-up lady with the process. After all, it is the result of our actions, Aurora.” Lucille announced once she was sure that I was indeed fine.
“… I agree.” Aurora nodded before the two began crawling up in the bed toward the heavily struggling duo while their tantalizing hips swayed from left to right continuously.
“I’ll take one arm.” Lucille decreed, alleviating the great effort Blossom had to exert to keep Ayame pinned.
“I guess I can help this much…” I whispered weakly as I reached behind my head and caught her two feet which, up until this moment, were thrashing around wildly in an attempt to break free.
“Nooooooo!!!” Ayame screamed as two more stuck-out tongues descended on her snow-white cream-adorned face. “Aurora!!!” She then roared suddenly, “if you think I didn’t notice you aiming Quin’s penis right at my face just before his ejaculation then you are sorely mistaken! I’ll have my revenge, this I swear!”
A high-pitched feminine giggling that sounded straight-up villainous welcomed her declaration. “Hehehe… I don’t know whatever you might be referring to, and if you try to take revenge for such a baseless claim of yours, Daddy will surely side with his adorable plump princess and protect her from the cruel samurai who unjustly bullies her…”
“Argh!!! You always act like an innocent little girl so that you get him to dote on you endlessly, but I can clearly see…! You’re nothing but a sly, cunning, calculating woman! What did I do to deserve this?!” Ayame shouted furiously, though I could tell that her physical resistance had ceased entirely as she switched to a verbal one. She was not at all trying to free her feet from my hands, and based on the fact that Blossom was no longer growling, she must’ve stopped fighting back with her upper body as well.
“Hmm. It tastes slightly different than usual. Maybe because it is served on Ayame’s skin, not right out of the source fountain.” Lucille observed as if she were a professional taste tester, which she honestly should be considered as such with how many times she swallowed my release up until now. If there was only one person who could recognize even the smallest of changes in the taste of my seed that would be her.
“I don’t know why I shot so much, but that might also explain a slightly different taste. I sure as hell don’t have a liter of sperm in my body, so I think it magically materialized while I was in the middle of shooting it out, letting me release such a copious amount. All the phenomenal sensations I’ve been assaulted with since you four started pleasuring me together, combined with the fact that I’d been waiting for this moment for many years, culminated into that giant orgasm of mine.” I analyzed lazily before strongly yawning. I was utterly spent.
“Can you not talk like two researchers observing a curious phenomenon while I’m actively being assaulted against my will? Prrt!” The woman who got cruelly ganged up upon and restrained suddenly blew air out as if she wanted to send something away from her mouth. “Blossom, can you at least not lick my lips?! I’m not into eating butts!”
“Shut up.”
“Mmm!!”
…
“I’ll remember this. All four of you are in big trouble. Especially you, miss Ass Eater.” Ayame scoffed adorably while staring at each of us in the eyes one after the other with a stern gaze, staying on Blossom for longer than the others. It had been a good few minutes since the last specs of creamy liquid was licked off of her face. We held a break where I peacefully dozed off for a bit while Ayame did a thorough bathing and teeth-brushing event to cleanse her body from all the unjust things that happened to her. Now, all of us were sitting on the edge of the bed save for the oriental beauty who was standing in front of us with her arms crossed in front of her delicate chest and with her luxurious bathrobe clinging to her feminine frame. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
“Blossom is a bit sorry. She might’ve gotten slightly more angry at Ayame than what was reasonable.” Enjoy new tales from empire
“A bit? Slightly more than reasonable?” Ayame repeated Blossom’s words with sheer disbelief evident in her tone.
The dog-kin in question glanced to the side, refusing to meet her gaze.
My adorable samurai might be kicking up a big fuss, but I know the truth. She is the strongest out of all the girls. There’s no way Blossom could’ve kept her in place if Ayame was adamant about breaking free. Even with the three of them on top of her, she still could’ve overpowered them with a spell or two.
“We are all very sorry. So, what is your gift for me?” I asked.
“Now I don’t feel like giving you anything besides a slap. Hmph!”
Seeing her extreme brooding, I knew that it was time to act thus I stood and walked up to her with my willy freely dangling with every step I took. I enveloped her with both of my arms as I pulled the sulking girl in for a firm hug. “You know that I love you, right? None of us have any ill will toward you. We just got a bit overeager in the heat of the moment. If you’re still harboring resentment at the end of today then we’ll get on our knees and beg for forgiveness. For now, let’s not ruin this wonderful mood, can you do that for me?”
By now I knew very well how to deal with this amazing woman and her mood swings. A good, firm hug, ideally with my hands resting on her buttocks and giving them a strong squeeze from time to time, me saying that she is not wrong while still not at all agreeing to whatever ridiculous demands she might make, and top it all off with me whispering a lot of niceties into her ears.
“… Alright. But I’ll hold you to that promise of yours.” She relented while firmly pouting.
“Sure. Can you tell me what your gift is now?”
“…” She paused her pouting as she slowly looked up into my eyes bashfully, with rosy red cheeks adorning her heavenly visage.
“My first time…”