Chapter 591: The four women - r18

"Together," Cecilia said, and all four women moved into position.

What happened next was almost too much for Julian’s overwhelmed senses to process.

All four women focused on his cock—four mouths, four tongues, eight hands, all focused on the same goal. They arranged themselves in a circle around his hips, their faces close together, their breath mingling as they leaned in.

Cecilia took the tip of his cock between her lips first, sucking firmly while her tongue swirled around the sensitive crown. At the same time, Sylvia’s tongue licked along one side of his shaft from base to where Cecilia’s lips were sealed, her hands gripping his thigh for support.

Elvina mirrored the action on the other side, her tongue moving in the opposite direction, creating a coordinated sensation that made Julian’s entire body jerk. And Ellie positioned herself lower, her mouth finding his balls, sucking one gently while her hand played with the other.

The combined sensation was overwhelming—four different techniques, four different pressures, four different rhythms all working in concert. Julian’s hands fisted in the silk sheets, his knuckles going white, a strangled groan tearing from his throat.

"Gods!" he gasped, his hips trying to buck but held firmly in place by Sylvia and Elvina’s hands. "That’s—too much—I can’t—"

But the women showed no mercy.

Cecilia pulled off the head with a wet pop, and immediately Sylvia’s mouth replaced hers, taking him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate his size. Her lips stretched wide around his girth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard.

While Sylvia worked the upper portion, Cecilia’s tongue joined Elvina’s on the shaft, both of them licking in tandem, their tongues occasionally meeting and sliding against each other before returning to their worship of his cock.

The sight alone was incredibly erotic.

Ellie continued her devoted attention to his balls, alternating between gentle sucking and soft licks, her hands massaging his inner thighs. Occasionally she’d let her tongue drag along the sensitive strip of skin just behind his sack, making Julian’s entire body shudder.

Then they rotated again. Sylvia pulled off and Elvina took over. Meanwhile, Cecilia and Sylvia’s mouths worked his shaft, their lips sometimes touching, sometimes pressing kisses to his length, sometimes parting to let their tongues lick his heated skin.

The coordination was perfect. They moved like a single organism with four parts, each one knowing instinctively when to switch, when to intensify, when to ease back slightly.

Ellie’s mouth slowly traveled higher, joining the others.

"Mmm... finally," she breathed against the slick head. "Been watching you three hog him all night."

A soft laugh from Sylvia. "Share, baby—ahh—there’s plenty." She sealed her lips over the tip for a second then popped off with a wet sound. "God, he’s throbbing already."

On the left, Cecilia dragged her tongue up the shaft in one long stripe, eyes fluttering. "Fuck—taste that? He’s leaking so much—mmph—" She dove back down, humming.

From the right, Elvina leaned in, lips brushing Ellie’s as they both licked opposite sides. "You feel that twitch?" she whispered, breathless. "Every time our tongues touch, he—nngh—there it is again."

Ellie grinned, voice trembling with want. "Let’s make him lose it. All four tongues on the head—now."

Four mouths moved at once.

"Ah—fuck—yes—" he groaned above them.

Cecilia pulled back just enough to speak. "Ready, girls? On three—flick fast." "One... two—"

Four tongues attacked in frantic circles.

"Jesus—mmph—!"

"Like that, baby?" Sylvia teased, words muffled against him. "Four tongues all for you—hah—"

Ellie’s moan vibrated straight through him. "Mmmllph—he’s so close I can taste it—"

Elvina laughed breathlessly, never stopping her licking. "Don’t you dare cum yet. We’re just getting started—ahh—"

Ellie took him suddenly deep, throat opening with a wet gluck—gluck—gluck— The others kept swirling whatever she left exposed.

She came off gasping. "Someone else take him—fuck—I need air—"

Cecilia immediately swallowed him down, moaning around him: "Mmmph—mine now—"

Sylvia licked a stripe up to meet Cecilia’s stretched lips, whispering hotly, "Share the head with me, Ceci—come on—"

Their tongues met over the tip again, sliding wetly against each other and him.

"God, you two—" Elvina whimpered, kissing along the base. "I can feel him pulsing against my tongue—girls—he’s—"

"Don’t stop don’t stop—" he growled.

Ellie pulled back half an inch, panting. "Everyone—together—make him cum—"

Four mouths sealed around him at once—lips overlapping, tongues everywhere.

A broken chorus rose:

"Cum for us—"

"Please—"

"Give it—"

Julian’s breath came in ragged gasps. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his chest. Every muscle was tense, coiled tight. The pressure building in his core was intense, almost painful, his body screaming for release after being denied so many times.

"I’m—I’m going to—" he managed to gasp out, the warning torn from him.

The women didn’t pull back. Instead, they intensified their efforts.

Cecilia took him deep into her throat, swallowing around him. Sylvia and Elvina’s tongues worked the exposed base with renewed vigor. Ellie’s hands returned to his balls while her mouth found that sensitive spot behind them again.

The combined stimulation, after so much teasing and denial, was devastating.

Julian’s orgasm hit like an explosion. His entire body went rigid, his back arching off the bed, a roar of release tearing from his throat that surely echoed through the entire castle. Pleasure crashed through him in waves so intense they bordered on pain, every nerve firing at once.

His release flooded Cecilia’s mouth.

"Mmmph—!" Her eyes rolled back, throat bobbing frantically. "Gulp—gulp—fuck—too much—" A hot rope escaped the corner of her lips, sliding down the shaft in a shining trail.

Sylvia was already there, tongue chasing it greedily. "Mine—" she hissed, licking it up with a filthy moan. "God, you taste so good—"

Cecilia pulled off with a wet gasp, strings of cum and spit still connecting her lips to him. "Haa—fuck—take him, Syl—"

Sylvia’s mouth sealed over the head instantly, just as another spurt erupted. "Mmmllph—yes—" Her cheeks hollowed, swallowing hard. "Give it to me—give me everything—"

Elvina leaned in from the side, tongue dragging up the underside, catching what spilled past Sylvia’s lips.

"Don’t hog it—ahh—let me taste—" She licked a thick stripe of cum straight off Sylvia’s chin, moaning into it. "So fucking warm—"

Ellie crowded in, impatient. "Move—my turn—" Sylvia popped off with a shaky laugh, lips glossy. "Go on, baby—open wide—"