Ch.221Side Story: 5P – 1

    “……You’re all dressed so provocatively.”

    As I slowly approached the bed, I examined the four women’s attire one by one. Each outfit seemed deliberately chosen to seduce me.

    While Charlotte wearing nothing but a dress shirt was expected—she had visited last night to preview this exact outfit—I truly hadn’t anticipated Serena going this far.

    Serena in white lace underwear with just a loose t-shirt, Christine in some extremely thin, form-fitting sleeveless top with uniquely shaped shorts, and Olivia in a turtleneck with dramatic cutouts exposing her chest, sides, and back.

    The three outfits were beyond my imagination, and honestly, they were genuinely arousing.

    These girls could confidently claim to have no rivals in the entire kingdom when it came to beauty, except for each other. And now all four had dressed like this just for me—how could I not be turned on?

    “Hiccup.”

    When I unbuttoned my shirt at the edge of the bed and casually tossed it aside, Christine let out a small hiccup. All four couldn’t take their eyes off me.

    “I’ll decide the order, any objections?”

    I declared while unbuckling my belt. Christine nodded while trembling, Serena nodded with an embarrassed expression, and Olivia gave a slight nod as well.

    Charlotte was the exception.

    “On what basis will thou determine the order?”

    I wasn’t caught off guard. I had anticipated Charlotte would ask about my criteria. She probably wanted to be first, so naturally she’d want to know the basis.

    “You’ll find out soon.”

    However, though it might disappoint Charlotte, I had no intention of taking her first.

    This was karma for her usual behavior. If Charlotte were the first one I embraced here, she would certainly use that fact to antagonize the other three.

    Forever.

    I wasn’t about to let that happen. I had already established criteria that even Charlotte would find acceptable.

    I pulled down my pants. My excitement was clearly visible through my underwear. All four women immediately fixed their gazes on my lower half.

    I stood up on the bed. The four were blankly staring at my crotch. It was time to choose one of them, and who should be first was obvious.

    “Christine.”

    “……”

    Christine couldn’t bring herself to answer my call, but she crawled over on all fours, trembling.

    “Take them off.”

    I pointed to the underwear covering my lower half. Christine reached out to remove my underwear with a face that looked like she might climax at any moment.

    Smack! I struck her hand away. Since Christine was currently in a state no different from an ordinary woman, her arm was easily pushed back. Everyone except me looked startled by my action.

    ‘Christine would prefer it this way, I can’t help it.’

    Among the four women gathered here, Christine had the strongest masochistic tendencies. So to satisfy her, I couldn’t simply let her remove them with her hands.

    “When did I say to use your hands? Use your mouth. Not your hands.”

    At those words, Christine’s body trembled before she approached with an even more melting expression. Her face pressed against my crotch. I heard her taking a deep breath.

    Christine straightened her back. Her large breasts, wrapped in just a thin sleeveless top, bounced. She thrust her face toward my crotch, then rubbed her thighs together with a slack-jawed expression.

    Drool dripped from the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were on the verge of completely glazing over, and her hands desperately worked between her legs.

    This should be enough to explain why I chose Christine first. I had originally planned to go by the order they undressed, but none of them showed signs of doing so, so I had no choice.

    Christine bit the elastic of my underwear with her teeth, trying to pull it down. Since this was her first time doing such a thing, she struggled, grunting several times.

    I checked the reactions of the other three.

    Charlotte seemed displeased that I had chosen Christine first, Olivia appeared indifferent, and Serena’s face had turned bright red, apparently embarrassed by the situation.

    “What are you all doing?”

    “…?”

    “…?”

    “…?”

    I clenched my fist. The bodies of the remaining three were gently pulled to my side by the wind. Serena was on my left, Olivia on my right, and Charlotte in front.

    “You two, stick out your tongues.”

    At my firm command, Serena and Olivia’s lips parted slightly. From within, pink, warm pieces of flesh emerged, dripping transparent saliva.

    I placed my index and middle fingers on their tongues, holding the underside with my thumb. Olivia, seeming to understand my intention, opened her mouth and took my fingers inside.

    Soon I heard the sound of her sucking on my fingers. Serena, after glancing at Olivia, followed suit and put my fingers in her mouth.

    “Come here, Charlotte.”

    Charlotte approached me with a seductive smile. Her thigh touched Christine’s face, who was still struggling to remove my underwear with her teeth, but neither seemed to mind.

    Christine was too focused on trying to remove my underwear with her mouth, while Charlotte was anticipating what would happen to her next.

    Without me saying anything, Charlotte pressed her lips to my chest with a smacking sound, then gradually moved upward. She left kiss marks on my chest, collarbone, neck, and chin in succession.

    Finally, our lips met.

    After finishing a light bird kiss and pulling back, Charlotte licked her lips and leaned in again. The kiss continued. This time it was far from gentle.

    She held my cheeks with both hands and pressed her lips firmly against mine. Serena and Olivia must have seen this, as I felt the two tongues I was holding with my fingers trembling.

    To prevent Serena and Olivia from thinking about anything else, I removed my fingers from their tongues and pushed my thumb and middle finger as deep as possible into their throats. I heard choking sounds from both sides.

    “Slurp… slurp…”

    Charlotte forced her tongue into my mouth, deliberately making wet sounds as our saliva mixed, entwining her tongue with mine for all to see. The soft, tender flesh wandered around inside my mouth.

    The kiss continued for quite some time as she sucked my tongue up and down with her soft lips, let her saliva flow into me, or alternatively scraped away my saliva.

    I gently bit the rampaging tongue in my mouth. The tongue twitched and stopped moving. I sucked on her tongue with my lips and pulled back.

    A silver thread stretched between our lips before breaking. Charlotte licked the corner of her mouth with a look of regret.

    “Why are you so skilled?”

    “I have imagined kissing thee countless times. I merely needed to bring those imagined movements into reality. So, was my technique useful?”

    Instead of answering directly with words, I used telekinesis to gently pull Charlotte closer.

    As Charlotte was drawn in, she leaned her face toward me. I thought she might kiss me again, but instead she licked around my mouth, lapping up the saliva glistening near my lips.

    Meanwhile, Christine, who had been struggling to remove my underwear with her mouth, finally succeeded. As my underwear was pulled down, I felt a cool sensation of freedom on my lower body.

    Christine lifted her head up, but as she bent down and then rose again, she was smacked in the face by my member as it sprang upward. Honestly, I hadn’t expected that either.

    But Christine seemed excited by the fact that she’d been hit in the face by my cock, as she trembled and reached a light climax. Her face had long since melted into ecstasy.

    “What are you doing, Christine?”

    Using telekinetic magic, I pressed Christine’s face firmly against my crotch and rested my member on it. Despite the base being at her chin, the tip reached her forehead.

    My cock covered nearly half of the left side of her face, so from my perspective looking down, I could only see the right side of Christine’s face, but that was enough.

    Christine already had an expression as if she were under a hypnotic spell to become lewd.

    “Aren’t you going to suck it?”

    At my firm command, small palms and delicate fingers very carefully grasped the base of my member. The other hand overlapped on top.

    Christine’s palms were a bit cold. Perhaps my cock was just that hot.

    After confirming that her mouth was slowly opening, checking on Charlotte who was nuzzling my neck, I removed my fingers from Serena and Olivia’s mouths. My fingers were drenched in saliva.

    I turned to Serena. Though not as much as Christine, Serena also had a heated expression.

    Unlike Christine, who was in a state of 100% pure excitement, Serena’s was half excitement and half embarrassment.

    “Serena.”

    “…Yes, my lord…”

    Serena answered in a small voice. After looking at her firm abs and balanced figure occasionally visible through the thin t-shirt, I brought my saliva-slick fingers to her lower body.

    “Ah…!”

    She flinched in surprise but seemed to catch herself and stopped. My fingers were already working their way between her legs.

    My fingertips touched the white lace underwear. I wondered where she had found such a thing. It was a bit too simple to be considered battle underwear, but that made it even cuter.

    I gently rubbed the tightly closed slit that must be hidden behind this thin piece of fabric with my index and middle fingers.

    “Hng… my lord…”

    Serena’s body twitched. After just a few touches, sticky fluid was seeping through from the slit behind the underwear. A stain spread on the fabric.

    It seemed the pleasure of being touched in her intimate place by me was far greater than the physical sensation of my fingers.

    “Ugh… hnnng… hik?!”

    As Serena moaned sensitively at even the slightest touch of my fingertips, I fell into thought briefly before remembering something and removing my fingers. I heard her gasping for breath.

    I grabbed the hem of Serena’s t-shirt and pulled it up to her mouth. This exposed her figure completely. The bumpy outline of her ribs and the slender 11-shaped lines of her upper body.

    I examined her body appreciatively.

    It was fundamentally different from Christine and Olivia’s bodies, which looked soft and tender to the touch, and Charlotte’s body, which had found a perfect balance between firmness and softness.

    A body that could be described as beyond firm—solid. No matter how hard I looked, there wasn’t a trace of excess fat. Her sides, abdomen, thighs, and calves were all covered in lean muscle.

    But the muscles weren’t excessive to the point of being unsightly. They were just at the level that could be defined as healthily fit.

    “Bite it.”

    I pushed the hem of the t-shirt to Serena’s mouth. She obediently bit it. It was an incredibly erotic sight.

    “No matter what happens, don’t let go of the t-shirt. This is an order from your lord.”

    At the words “order from your lord,” Serena nodded with determined eyes. If I had said this normally, she would have obeyed the command even if the sky fell.

    Now, well, who knows? Could Serena resist pleasure?

    I examined her posture. Her arms were flailing, not knowing where to place them, and her naked body was exposed below her chest due to the t-shirt pulled up to her mouth.

    Between her slightly parted legs, moisture was already evident, and the white lace underwear was soaking wet. Below were smooth thighs and calves stretching out.

    In a word, it was incredibly sexy.

    I pushed my fingers between her legs. When my hand touched the underwear soaked with fluid flowing from her slit, Serena squeezed her eyes shut.

    “Charlotte, why are you just standing around?”

    “If that is thy wish, I shall gladly oblige.”

    Despite my forceful tone, Charlotte showed no displeasure as she kissed my collarbone and began licking along that line. Her pink tongue left transparent traces of saliva on my skin.

    After confirming that Christine was mumbling with the tip of my glans in her mouth, I turned to Olivia. Olivia was looking at me with a grin.

    “What should I do, Abel?”

    Her hands rested on her chest, showing off their size. I suddenly wondered whether Christine or Olivia had larger breasts. I might test that later.

    “You know what to do.”

    When I reached out and kneaded her breasts that were spilling out of her turtleneck, Olivia pulled down her clothes without hesitation.

    With a bounce, her elastic yet enormous breasts jiggled.


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