Ch.201Traffic Control (2)
by fnovelpia
When Llewellyn first joined bodies with Isla, the reason was “comfort.”
But afterward, the act was often repeated, and each time, Isla gradually became addicted to it.
It couldn’t be helped.
In sexual activities, the partner was typically more important than one’s own skill or interest.
And in that sense, Llewellyn was one of the most perfect partners one could find in the world.
His regenerative ability that constantly restored his body, combined with overwhelming stamina unparalleled even among monsters, let alone humans.
Add to that the knowledge he possessed as a modern person and his own sexual desire, and you had the literal perfect partner.
It was only natural that Isla became addicted.
And like any addict, Isla joined bodies with Llewellyn at every opportunity.
Lucilla was frozen in shock at the sight before her.
“Mmm, slurp, suck…”
While not exactly ravenous, Isla was “deliciously” licking Llewellyn’s manhood.
With the glans protruding from the hot bathwater in her mouth, Isla wagged her tail and sucked, pursing her lips as if drinking through a straw.
Her right hand firmly gripped the shaft, moving up and down, while her left hand gently cradled his testicles, stimulating them.
An act repeated many times already. Llewellyn leaned against the outer wall of the bath, breathing heavily.
Isla glanced up at him, seemingly checking his reaction, then removed the glans from her mouth and extended her tongue.
The tongue that emerged was not that of a human.
A shape that was subtly human yet partly not.
A tongue with protrusions. Lucilla recalled seeing a cat’s tongue once.
Wasn’t it covered in spines to help strip meat?
But unlike what she knew, Isla’s tongue didn’t look completely like a cat’s.
Rather, it had an ambiguous shape that seemed… remarkably convenient.
It wasn’t covered in obvious spines, but rather had natural, small protrusions across the entire surface that were barely noticeable.
Ordinary bumps might have seemed creepy, but even with Lucilla’s superhuman vision, the differences were barely perceptible without close inspection.
“…Um, can I touch it for a moment…?”
Isla briefly stuck out her tongue at the words spoken beside her.
The extended tongue looked long and ordinary. But one could tell that the dense protrusions on its surface would provide a unique sensation.
How good it felt was unknown. Just as Lucilla was wondering if it would be okay to try…
“…Mmph…?!”
Lucilla’s eyes widened as lips suddenly pressed against hers.
Before she could reach out to resist, a tongue entered her mouth.
It was an unfamiliar experience for someone who had never kissed until recently giving her first kiss to her brother.
An experience both forceful yet gentle, with a pleasant softness spreading throughout her tongue and gums.
In pleasure, she unconsciously trembled with her legs pressed together, and sticky fluid flowed from her entrance.
As she trembled with her eyes closed, her breath became heavy. Isla’s sweet breath spread through their slightly parted lips, then the gap closed again, and the overwhelming breath spread through her mouth.
“Mmph, mmm, ha, uh, Isla…”
“Did you see well?”
As their lips separated, their tongues remained intertwined before parting. The sticky bridge of saliva between them was an unexpected stimulation for Llewellyn.
Kissing is erotic just to watch. As Llewellyn’s manhood twitched, Lucilla nodded with a flushed face and heaving chest.
“Yes, I understand… that’s enough…”
“But I want to do more. Lucilla’s tongue is soft and feels good.”
“If we do more, I think I’ll die. I feel like I’ll burst…”
Coming from someone with “the death of a star,” it was chilling, but she herself didn’t seem to think that far.
Isla released Lucilla with apparent reluctance, then opened her mouth in front of Llewellyn.
Her tongue emerged. The extended tongue reached out and touched the glans.
That tongue, as Lucilla had experienced, was densely covered with tiny protrusions that were small but pleasantly soft.
Since spines might hurt Llewellyn, it seemed she had used her shapeshifter abilities to combine and modify a human tongue with an animal’s.
Lucilla watched with a flushed face as that protrusion-covered tongue licked down her brother’s manhood.
She spread sticky saliva over it, gently massaging his testicles while listening to Llewellyn’s moans.
Her tongue traced from the glans down to the base of the shaft, then back up again.
Just as the movements became familiar, she licked the base with her snake-like, freely moving tongue, then took the middle of the shaft into her mouth.
Then she moved her head up and down, making lewd wet sounds and moans.
A skill Lucilla couldn’t imagine. The realization that they had done this many times before naturally made her jealous.
Nevertheless, Lucilla watched attentively, trying to learn, but soon found herself thinking involuntarily.
And before she knew it, she asked:
“Does it taste good…?”
At that question, Isla licked up the shaft with her extended tongue, then tilted her head.
“Why?”
Just as Llewellyn seemed to understand what Isla was saying, Lucilla somehow felt she knew what she meant.
As if to say, of course not, why would you ask such a thing?
Lucilla unconsciously swallowed as she looked at her brother’s manhood, glistening with Isla’s sticky saliva.
For some inexplicable reason, it looked incredibly delicious.
Surely when she first licked it, it had been covered in semen and fluids, tasting bitter and fishy.
Even so, it was her brother’s, her own brother’s long-desired manhood, so she had consumed it eagerly.
She wondered if she could have swallowed, licked, sucked, and serviced it if it hadn’t been.
Yet watching Isla service him made her impatient.
‘I want to lick it too… I think I could do it well.’
When her glancing eyes met Llewellyn’s, he smiled with a pleased expression.
‘My mouth would feel better. Definitely. I know Sejin better…’
She found it unbearable that someone knew her brother better than she did.
So she made up an excuse.
“You’re licking it so deliciously… I wondered if shapeshifter saliva tastes good…”
“You’re being silly.”
“…Ugh, it could be possible!”
“You’re different from usual. Is it because Lu is here?”
Isla didn’t seem to mind.
Rather, she glanced at Lucilla, then stuck out her tongue again and licked his testicles.
Llewellyn started to stroke Isla’s hair but stopped, and Isla gripped the shaft with both hands and repeatedly flicked the glans with her tongue.
“Ah, that, that’s good. It tingles.”
“Rike ris?”
Then I should keep doing it. She mumbled with unclear pronunciation, then closed her eyes slightly and stimulated the glans with her tongue.
Llewellyn exhaled sweetly, and Lucilla watched blankly, her legs twitching.
Just watching made her feel wet. It was erotic.
She wondered if it had been like this when she and her brother rolled around in bed. The thought made her face flush.
“…Really, is it really not tasty?”
As Lucilla asked half-doubtingly, Isla sucked the glans, drinking the pre-fluid, then moved slightly to the side.
Lucilla understood the meaning of this action.
If you don’t believe me, try it yourself.
Lucilla clenched her fists as she looked at her brother’s pleasured expression.
Yes, as his sister, I should make my brother feel good.
Last time I came so much, so this time…
Lucilla knelt before her brother with firm resolve.
Even just that gave her a feeling of submission that made her fluids flow abundantly.
The thought of pleasing her brother and servicing him thoroughly excited her.
Lucilla tried hard to control her loosening lips, while Llewellyn became excited seeing his sister opening her mouth with a relaxed expression and half-lidded eyes.
Soon, both women’s breath touched his twitching manhood.
“…Ah.”
What followed was a feeling of conquest.
The sight of two beautiful women kneeling before him, trying to please him, dripping with fluids as they swayed their hips.
Swaying their hips like that, the two women obscenely extended their tongues and clung to his manhood.
They massaged his testicles carefully, cherishing them.
They squeezed the shaft firmly with their right and left hands overlapping.
Meanwhile, tongues were extended.
To Llewellyn, it felt hot and warm.
Was it because of the bathwater? Llewellyn moaned hotly as he placed his hands on both women’s cheeks.
Isla’s snow-white cheek and his sister’s cheek with her long hair sticking to it.
As he gently stroked them, both women looked up at him with their respective gazes.
Isla with composure and clear excitement, looking steadily.
Lucilla with overflowing happiness and excitement, dazed by the situation.
Llewellyn moaned at those two pairs of eyes.
Tongues intertwined, being serviced by his sister and girlfriend.
They were so focused that they didn’t mind their tongues mixing, essentially kissing each other.
That fact brought Llewellyn intense excitement. His testicles squirmed, and Isla glanced up at him.
After licking the pre-fluid beading on the glans, Isla subtly moved her tail to wrap around the base of the shaft.
She moved her tail up and down. Lucilla frowned slightly and removed her hand, but didn’t take her mouth away.
Instead, as if to show off, she took the glans in her mouth and sucked awkwardly while Isla continued moving her tail and lowered her head to reach his testicles.
The sensation of her tongue continued. The tongue play enveloping his testicles.
Normally one might flinch at stimulation to the testicles, but Llewellyn closed his eyes slightly, anticipating the coming sensation.
Sure enough.
“…Ah, that’s good.”
He felt Isla’s tongue. Not just her tongue—her small mouth opened and took his testicles in.
She sucked carefully, making sure the stimulation wasn’t too intense.
Of course, the pleasure from the testicles themselves wasn’t that strong.
But the act had meaning.
Lovingly sucking them, wanting more semen to be produced.
Her tail meticulously stroked the shaft from a position higher than her head.
It felt good because of the tail’s naturally pleasant texture. A mysterious pleasure different from a hand’s grip.
And at the very top, the glans was being diligently and intensely sucked by his sister.
The sense of taboo was tremendous. Not just the fact that his sister was sucking his manhood.
The greatest was that he had entrusted his sexual relief to his girlfriend and sister.
Llewellyn reached out and rubbed both women’s hair.
In response, Isla and Lucilla sucked his testicles and glans with heated breaths until they were breathless.
“Mmm, slurp, suck, hah, haah…”
“Mmph, mmm, ugh, mmm, smooch.”
The sound was stimulating to hear amid the splashing water.
Llewellyn alternated between closing his eyes to enjoy and opening them, then lowered his head.
And he freshly observed his sister’s and Isla’s bodies.
Though it was his sister’s body, when viewed with lustful eyes, there was a significant difference from Isla.
Isla gave the impression of having no excess.
In contrast, Lucilla’s body seemed voluptuous.
Not to the point of being called fat, but compared to Isla beside her…
She was relatively fleshier.
But that was only in comparison—she had a normal woman’s body.
On the flip side, she had larger breasts and hips compared to Isla, so it had its pros and cons.
“Sejin, your eyes look lecherous.”
But his sister, who had longed only for her brother’s embrace at night, couldn’t miss such a gaze.
Lucilla removed the glans from her mouth and pushed it lightly with her fingertip.
“Did you want to see your sister’s body that badly?”
She rubbed the sticky spot where the tail had passed with her finger. Llewellyn smiled awkwardly as he felt his climax gradually building.
“Does my body… turn you on that much?”
Even her hesitant question had a virgin-like quality, but there was no time to care.
Her lowering eyes, her pupils wet with desire, were stimulating Llewellyn’s lust.
Instead of answering, he swallowed, and his sister smiled.
“What about me?”
As if on cue, the tail wrapped around Llewellyn’s shaft unwound, and Isla embraced Lucilla with her characteristically expressionless face.
Breasts and mounds pressed against each other. Just the visual of them pressing together was considerably stimulating.
So there was no need to answer. His manhood twitched, and both Lucilla and Isla captured that twitch with their eyes.
His testicles squirmed. He felt semen rising through his urethra.
Llewellyn couldn’t hold back anymore. He brought his right hand to stroke the saliva-slick shaft.
As if to say this was answer enough.
Lucilla and Isla, still embracing, backed away slightly and steadily watched his manhood twitch with eyes glistening with desire.
The ejaculation was instantaneous.
Desire surged through his urethra and spurted as white fluid. Even his sister’s startled “Eek!” was sufficient stimulation.
The sight of it shooting out was very unfamiliar to Lucilla.
It violently poured over her face and dripped into the valley created by her pressed breasts.
It soaked Isla, covered Lucilla’s face, and still had enough force to drip onto their shoulders and hair exposed above the water.
After the long ejaculation ended, Lucilla and Isla felt dizzy from the thick scent of semen.
Perhaps because his body transcended human limits, the concentration was extremely thick.
The scent was strong enough to overpower the heavy water smell of the bath.
Llewellyn blankly looked at the two women covered in his semen.
A feeling of conquest was boiling in his lower body.
And not just conquest. The sense of taboo was also considerable.
Especially effective was the semen sprayed on his sister’s face.
His sister with her eyes closed, face covered in semen.
Looking at her reminded him of the past, specifically when he was still in modern society.
It felt as if he had ejaculated on his sister’s face back then.
Naturally, his manhood twitched and became erect despite having just ejaculated.
Not only that. Llewellyn belatedly noticed that his sister had placed her hand on her clitoris between her legs.
“…Sister, were you masturbating while sucking me?”
A laugh of disbelief and a voice with a hint of contempt.
If it had been Yoon Se-ah of the past, she might have cried at night just from that, but not now.
Lucilla sensed the lust permeating that voice.
Rather, her breathing became rough, and she unconsciously wanted to slightly spread her legs to show off her playing with her clitoris.
But she couldn’t.
“Eek?!”
Because she immediately felt a tongue tickling and brushing her cheek.
She opened her eyes as she felt the semen covering her face gradually being wiped away.
And what she saw was…
“I-Isla… mmph, mmm, hnng…”
It was Isla licking the semen off her face and then kissing her.
Lucilla tightly closed her eyes as she felt the elongated tongue freely exploring her mouth.
Tears formed and streamed down her face, but she swallowed the semen without protesting or asking Isla to stop.
It was her brother’s semen.
A fluid she couldn’t waste a single drop of, one she had been disappointed wasn’t released inside her.
She trembled around her eyes, then embraced Isla, and despite feeling their breasts pressing against each other, she engaged in a passionate kiss with Isla.
It was literally a kiss mediated by semen.
Naturally, Llewellyn’s manhood twitched and became painfully erect.
As he gripped the base, wondering if he should join between them…
“Huff…”
Suddenly, Isla grabbed Llewellyn’s hand and pulled him.
“I can’t wait anymore.”
In front of the still dazed Lucilla, Isla submerged Llewellyn in the bath and joined bodies with him.
She felt his pulsation beyond their joined navels, and Isla surrendered to that pulsation, raising her hips.
When Lucilla came to her senses at the creaking sound, she saw Isla wagging her tail with raised hips, the rigid manhood below her.
And Isla’s slit dripping with fluid.
Isla pressed her hips down with rough breaths.
The wet, pulsing entrance split open.
Beyond the squelching sounds, the gradually approaching pressure and stickiness of the vaginal flesh.
As she tightly squeezed yet skillfully wrapped around him, Isla whispered:
“Let’s make babies together?”
With the pleasure of the glans pressing against her womb, Isla smiled brightly.
It was an offer impossible to refuse.
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