Ch.361361. Insemination (3)
by fnovelpia
I live with a certain awareness that my lifestyle is luxurious.
After all, everyone lives burdened by worries about livelihood and the future, and just being free from those concerns means I have little to complain about.
But even so, I think I’m entitled to at least one complaint.
Not many people in the world experience trials that genuinely push them to the boundary between life and death every night.
As always, I’ve completely lost control of my body. My limbs are bound with handcuffs and shackles that now feel like part of my clothing.
And in that state, unable to move, I swallow dryly as I look at the two women pressing down on me from both sides.
I already knew they looked identical, but seeing them arranged on either side of me, they really are like two peas in a pod.
Especially when they look at me with those downturned eyes—it feels even more dramatic.
“…”
Well.
This should be a situation where I could feel a sense of conquest, with such extraordinary beauties draped over both arms.
But it’s more like feeling like a deer or roe caught between a tigress and a lioness.
Anyway, it’s definitely not an entirely pleasant feeling…
“Open.”
Without even adding “your mouth,” she strokes my chin as she speaks, and I slightly part my lips.
Immediately.
“-♡”
“-♥”
Their tongues intertwine.
Elnore’s tongue, visibly steaming with heat, and the cool tongue of the Grey Demon thoroughly explore the inside of my mouth.
They’re not just brushing against my tongue—they’re deeply mingling with each other, but neither the Grey Demon nor Elnore seems to care.
My entire body feels enveloped in heat. It’s almost like an absurd illusion that our outlines are melting together, becoming one body.
“Demons—they’re said to be versions of myself from the future.”
“So kissing me isn’t really a problem, is it?”
“…”
Is that so?
I am me and—
“Well. Where else would you find a woman like me?”
“…”
Ah, right.
I had forgotten, but this person actually has stronger narcissistic tendencies than I thought.
“So.”
Like a snake slithering, Elnore’s hand travels down my body and rhythmically taps my lower abdomen.
The gesture feels like a ritual summoning something further below, and I unconsciously let out a small laugh.
“Surrounded by two such women, you should show some enthusiasm.”
[…♥]
As if agreeing with those words, the Grey Demon smiles softly, then floats up and positions herself at the lower part of the bed.
Cheek. Chin. Neck. Shoulder blade. Collarbone. Chest. Stomach. Lower abdomen. Thigh.
Her tongue traces down all of these.
And then my genitals.
[-]
She brings her nose to my clothes and sniffs them playfully. It’s like the look of a predator satisfied with having caught its prey.
“Stop squirming. It makes it difficult to undress you.”
“…”
Well, rather than squirming, it was more of an instinctive reaction to the thought of being ‘devoured.’
Ignoring my state, she casually pulls off my pants and takes my genitals into her mouth.
The Grey Demon holds my swollen member with both hands and carefully kisses the glans. The sound of lips brushing against skin echoes softly. It was a gesture that felt almost respectful.
Then, her tongue wraps around my genitals.
If Elnore’s fellatio is fundamentally intense and overwhelmingly fierce, the Grey Demon’s is more like gently embracing.
Though that’s just the atmosphere.
The common factor is that neither shows any mercy in their intention to squeeze out every last drop.
“-hup.”
I unconsciously push my breath deep into my throat at the tingling pleasure that instantly rises up.
It feels like my body is floating. There’s not a hint of hesitation in any of her actions, as if she knows better than anyone in the world how to satisfy me.
“-mp.”
My breath catches even more sharply.
Surprised by the much stronger stimulation than before, I look down to see the Grey Demon almost swallowing my genitals, pushing them deep into her esophagus.
Though she’s described as cool, when she exerts ‘physical force’ in the material world, she does have some body temperature.
Especially when she completely envelops my genitals inside her ‘throat’ like now, it becomes even easier to feel that.
It’s like being burned by a ball of fire. The cool tongue I felt earlier is nowhere to be found, and now only that thought fills my head.
And the sensation coming from below is even more than that feeling.
‘It feels, good-‘
Like electrodes attached to my head, I lose control of my facial muscles without realizing it.
It goes beyond simply servicing me—there’s a palpable intent to extract every last drop without leaving anything behind.
[-♥♥]
She’s enveloping my genitals at a terrifying depth that would block the breath or even cause gagging in a normal person.
The sensation of warm flesh walls completely surrounding my glans is thoroughly transmitted. It’s as if she’s using her body as my masturbation tool.
As if dignity, her own discomfort—none of that matters. As if the most important thing at this moment is the pleasure I feel.
And yet, while doing such things.
As always.
She genuinely seems happy to be able to do this for me.
Like, good, good, I like it, I love you.
A face that seems to be constantly whispering such things appears at the edge of my vision.
“…!”
And without time to regulate my breathing or even look at such a sight, another stimulation comes from above.
I feel Elnore affectionately cradling my face with both arms and pressing her lips against mine.
After pulling my head down just below her chest, she kisses me respectfully, as if brushing her lips, then extends her tongue to enter my mouth.
It could be seen as a jealous action, as if saying don’t just look at her, pay attention to me too.
“-“
And, in this way.
It’s only natural that the urge to ejaculate intensifies with stimulation coming simultaneously from above and below.
My entire waist jumps up at the stimulation that would have made me scream if Elnore’s lips weren’t covering mine.
It’s funny to express it this way, but ejaculation occurs with a terrifying intensity, like a tidal wave bursting from below.
Yes. It bursts.
Something pours out from the tip of my urethra with such force that it’s hard to believe it’s simply releasing something from the body.
My eyes involuntarily close as the liquid pours out like a dam breaking.
White sparks continue to fly outside my closed vision. It’s probably indirectly showing how much stimulation is piercing my brain.
[-First shot of the day.]
With my genitals still in her mouth, pouring out white fluid in gulps, the Grey Demon said this with her eyes curved like crescent moons.
Perhaps because she doesn’t use vocal cords to speak, she seems to have no trouble talking even in such a state.
[I’ll, enjoy this.]
With a voice that melts the ears, I can clearly see her moving her throat.
As if not wanting to miss a single drop, as if drinking a sweet liquid.
With widely smiling eyes, she swallows everything without leaving anything behind, barely visible at the edge of my narrowly opened eyes.
“-Alone, you’re too greedy.”
And, lifting her head from kissing me, Elnore moves toward the other side.
She grabs the Grey Demon’s mouth, slightly opens it, and without hesitation brings her own mouth to my semen held inside.
[-Tch.]
At this, the Grey Demon makes an annoyed expression but still opens her mouth to match the gesture.
She clearly understands that she’s not the only one who wants this.
Saliva is exchanged. Though it’s called saliva, it feels more like an attempt to divide my semen exactly in half.
The sight of two women’s tongues intertwining with my semen passing between them would be a scene of concentrated eroticism enough to numb the brain.
A little of my semen drips down the corners of their mouths, but as if even that is precious, they wipe it up with their fingers and bring it to their lips.
‘…W, wow…’
And I watch this scene with my lower body twitching.
I’ve only ejaculated once, but my entire body feels drained.
Honestly, I’d like to rest a bit.
“-The warm-up, should be enough by now, right?”
“…”
As expected.
The phrase ‘I can’t do it’ is definitely a sentence that means absolutely nothing to these people.
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