Ch.225Side Story: 5P – 5
by fnovelpia
The four of them showed different reactions to my statement about ranking them based on how inadequate their pussies were.
Serena’s face flushed bright red, probably remembering how she had climaxed the moment I tapped her lower abdomen. By that standard, it wouldn’t be strange if she came right after Christine in the order.
Having climaxed while squirting just from a gentle caress of her womb, it was understandable that she felt embarrassed thinking back on it.
Christine showed no particular reaction as she had nearly lost her senses after climaxing repeatedly. As if she couldn’t even hear me, she stuck out her tongue and twitched her body.
As evident from being chosen to go first, Christine’s body was more sensitive than I had imagined. She had even reached orgasm just from hearing that I would use her like a tool.
Olivia wore her usual playful smile. Of course she would—she could freely adjust her body’s sensitivity, going from completely numb to climaxing at the slightest touch.
If I wanted, Olivia could become even more sensitive than Christine. She could probably drip with arousal just from my intense gaze.
“……”
Charlotte had frozen her expression, clearly contemplating something.
From Charlotte’s perspective, this must be a dilemma. Requesting to be embraced first would be tantamount to admitting she had an inadequate pussy.
That’s precisely why I deliberately used such a crude expression. For Charlotte, who always maintained the image of a proud and haughty queen, it would be an utterly unacceptable term.
Moreover, she had nearly climaxed just from having her breasts sucked earlier, and had just been on the verge of orgasm when I touched her pussy. If I could tell, she must be even more aware of it herself.
The fact that her body was far more sensitive than she had imagined.
“Any complaints? If you have any, speak up. I’ll listen. Or you can ask me to embrace you before the others, Charlotte.”
“…I have none.”
As I expected, Charlotte chose to back down.
“Don’t worry. You’ll still be third, Charlotte. Serena will be second, and Olivia last. That’s fine with you, right, Olivia?”
“Of course, Abel. I’ve already had my turn once, haven’t I?”
At those words, Serena and Charlotte briefly tensed their faces before returning to their normal expressions. Christine was too lost in the afterglow of her climax to even consider such thoughts.
I removed the dolphin pants covering her lower body, hanging them on her left knee, and gently laid her body on the bed. Christine lay looking up at the ceiling, breathing heavily.
Her large breasts rose and fell with each breath. Despite lying on her back facing the ceiling, they maintained their round shape without spreading to the sides—remarkably firm breasts.
I grabbed her thighs and spread her legs apart. I could see her smooth, soaking wet sex and her quivering entrance. Fluid leaked from her tightly closed slit.
I took her entrance between my fingers and gently squeezed it inward. Just from that, Christine reached another climax, gushing fluid. The bedsheet became damp.
“Well, Charlotte? Do you understand now why Christine is going first?”
“…I acknowledge it. However, even considering that, this is an exceedingly vulgar display. A street prostitute would suit this woman better.”
“A prostitute, that’s good. Though she’d be exclusively mine. Don’t worry, Charlotte. I’ll make you look just as vulgar. Wait eagerly with your thighs getting wet.”
“……”
Charlotte seemed to hesitate momentarily. It was hard to believe this was the same arrogantly proud Queen Charlotte. I inwardly smirked and placed my cock on Christine’s lower abdomen.
I snapped my fingers.
“Hic?!”
Christine regained consciousness with a light hiccup. She alternately looked at herself lying on the bed, the other three kneeling and looking down at her, and me positioned at her legs.
“My God, what is this…?”
“You know, don’t you?”
I tapped her lower abdomen with my cock. Just from that, Christine trembled and experienced a light climax. Her entrance, which had seemed to dry slightly, became slick again.
“Christine, don’t look away. Watch.”
I carefully raised her upper body with telekinesis so she could see her own lower abdomen. Christine was already having mini-orgasms just from realizing my cock was touching her abdomen.
I pointed to where my glans was touching.
“See this? When I thrust my cock into you, it will go in this deep. I’ll pierce your entrance with my glans and scrape your walls, thrusting all the way up to here.”
My finger pointed slightly lower.
“What’s here, Christine?”
“My… womb… my God…”
“Yes, your womb is here.”
I firmly pressed the spot where her womb was located. Christine let out a “Hic?!” and squirted fluid. Her reaction was so intense I worried she might become dehydrated.
“When I thrust my cock in this deep, it will not only touch your cervix but pierce through it into your womb. This isn’t for making a baby, nor is it for your sake. I’m using you for my pleasure, regardless of how you react, Christine.”
I positioned my glans at her entrance and gently laid her upper body back on the bed. The momentum made her enormous breasts bounce.
“I’m going in all at once.”
I thrust my hips forward. My cock pierced her entrance and plunged inside in one go.
“Kheeeek?!”
Christine let out a pleasure-filled cry and climaxed immediately. Her body trembled, her tongue stuck out, and her eyes rolled back. Her inner walls tightly squeezed around the foreign object that had entered her intimate part.
Fluid gushed from her lower body, soaking my abdomen and the bed. Having lost her senses from just one insertion, metallic sounds escaped from her throat.
“Wake up.”
I snapped my fingers. She opened her eyes with a scream, then climaxed again from the sensation in her lower abdomen, squirting fluid. Some even reached my chest.
Ignoring this, I pulled my hips back.
“Unghoooh?!”
Christine let out a strange cry. As if lamenting the withdrawal of the invading object, some of her inner flesh was pulled out slightly. Fluid dripped from our connection.
Then I thrust in forcefully again. Her large breasts bounced dramatically. I felt my glans hit her cervix with a thud. My abdomen was already drenched with Christine’s fluids.
“Heek… hic… heuuk…”
Each time Christine lost consciousness from pleasure, I snapped my fingers to bring her back. This happened roughly every three thrusts.
I turned my head. Serena was swallowing her saliva as she watched Christine and me having sex.
“Serena.”
“…Yes, my lord.”
“It must be boring just watching without doing anything. Right?”
“What? No, I…”
“So, warm yourself up. That’s an order.”
“…?”
“Hmm, was I too indirect? Then I’ll just say it plainly. Masturbate and get your pussy wet.”
Serena’s face turned bright red at my blunt words. I moved my hips while watching her. The wet flesh made lewd slapping sounds as it collided.
Christine’s moans were almost instinctual. Having repeatedly fallen unconscious and regained consciousness in such short intervals, her mind was nearly gone.
Her breasts, covered only by a thin tank top, bounced obscenely each time I thrust against her cervix. I could see her hardened nipples through the thin fabric.
I tore it off completely. The tank top ripped away easily. She hadn’t been wearing underwear to begin with, her tank top was now torn off, and her dolphin pants hung from her knee—Christine was now practically naked.
Though I felt a little bad about ruining the clothes she had worn to seduce me, I could always turn back time later and restore them.
“Well, it doesn’t seem necessary now anyway, but it’s better than doing nothing, right?”
Serena nodded with a crimson face. She hesitantly brought her hand between her thighs, which she had pressed together.
“Ah, wait.”
“…?”
“In that position, I can’t see. You should spread your legs wide toward me. You’re doing this to show me, after all.”
“…!”
Serena’s confusion and uncertainty were quite adorable. I continued thrusting into Christine without stopping.
My glans touched her soft cervix. I applied more pressure. The tip of my glans pushed into her cervix, entering the space within. A space meant for a baby, but now used solely for pleasure.
“Kya, huk?!”
As the tip of my glans penetrated her cervix, Christine froze as if struck by lightning. Charlotte kept turning her head away saying it was vulgar, yet she kept stealing glances in our direction.
“What are you doing, Serena? Move your fingers. That’s an order.”
“…As you wish, my lord.”
Serena removed her underwear and spread her legs wide toward me. Her smooth entrance was revealed, just as wet as Christine’s.
Her fingers gently tapped her closed slit, then carefully stroked around it. A cute moan, “Mmm…” escaped her lips.
I moved my hips while watching Serena begin to masturbate. Christine showed no particular reaction despite my continuous efforts to keep her conscious. She only reflexively moaned and squirted fluid.
My cock had completely pushed its glans into her womb and was now pounding against its walls. Her cervix squeezed my glans tightly as if trying to sever it.
Her inner walls continuously secreted fluid, either trying to expel the foreign object or make it easier to accept, wrapping around my cock.
“What about you two?”
“…What do you mean?”
“What would you like me to do, Abel?”
Charlotte and Olivia each responded. Charlotte seemed to be watching my reactions carefully, while Olivia smiled playfully as if she didn’t care what I asked her to do.
“Would you like to ‘warm up’ like Serena?”
When I pointed at Serena, Charlotte flinched. Serena had the hem of her T-shirt in her mouth and was moving her fingers much more vigorously than before.
As her fingers penetrated between her slit, sticky fluid dripped out. Still, her movements were much more timid than when I had touched her.
I paused my hips momentarily and snapped my fingers to bring Christine back to consciousness. She opened her eyes with a “Hyak?!” Her half-delirious yellow eyes turned toward me.
“My… hek, hek. My… God… Is… is my, heuyk. Pussy… to your… liking?”
Even while stumbling over her words with a slurred speech, Christine was asking about my pleasure first.
There was no need to answer verbally. I pulled my hips back slightly, then thrust in with all my might.
“Kehek?!”
More fluid and another climax followed.
After that, Christine continued to faint and wake up countless times. Serena masturbated with her T-shirt in her mouth, while Charlotte watched us with an extremely ambiguous expression.
Olivia nestled in my arms, seeking kisses. Having no reason to refuse, I pressed my lips to hers and entwined our tongues. Her soft lips devotedly sucked on my tongue.
After some time, I gradually began to feel the urge to ejaculate.
“I’m going to cum, Christine.”
“Hic… ye, yes! My God! In, inside meee!”
Having regained consciousness at some point, Christine wrapped her legs around my waist. I was planning to cum inside her anyway. My glans was already inside her womb.
As I pressed my hips completely against her lower abdomen, semen erupted from the tip of my glans, striking her womb walls.
And then, I whispered softly in her ear.
“I love you, Christine.”
“……!!!!!!”
Christine couldn’t even moan properly, emitting only intermittent metallic sounds as her body trembled violently.
It was a natural reaction, given her already hypersensitive body hearing words of love while her womb was being filled with semen. My cock, which had penetrated her cervix, prevented the semen from leaking out.
The ejaculation continued for a long time. Only when I felt as if I could hear the semen sloshing inside her womb did it finally stop. I too exhaled slightly, setting aside the pleasure of ejaculation.
I pulled out my cock. Her cervix and inner flesh were pulled out slightly before returning to their original position. Despite my prolonged thrusting, Christine’s entrance remained tightly closed.
“Serena.”
I called to Serena, who had been masturbating while watching me. She crawled over to me on all fours. I presented my cock to her face. It was covered with white semen foam.
“This is going inside you next, so you need to clean it yourself.”
With a nod, Serena obediently took the glans into her small mouth.
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