Chapter 471

Minne, still on top of Kayla, reached back with one small hand and tangled her fingers in my hair, pulling my face back down to her pussy. I obliged—tongue plunging inside her, sucking her clit hard, moaning against her folds while I kept fucking Kayla with steady, powerful strokes. Minne’s whimpers turned into high, desperate cries, hips grinding down against my mouth.

The room was a symphony of wet sounds—slaps of skin on skin, my cock plunging into Kayla’s ass, Nala’s mouth working my balls with wet pops and slurps, Tessa’s tongue licking wherever she could reach, Jasmine’s fingers working her own pussy, Minne’s high whimpers, Kayla’s low moans, Kim’s soft encouragements.

I reached up with one hand and delivered a firm smack to Kayla’s right cheek—hard enough to make the flesh ripple and bloom red. She cried out—sharp, needy—pushing back harder.

"Yes... spank me... do it more... I love it..."

I smacked the left cheek—then the right again—alternating, each one making her ass jiggle and clench around my cock. The red handprints bloomed beautifully against her skin, glowing under the low lights.

"Fuck... harder... spank me harder... make it sting..."

"As you wish." I slapped her sharper, faster, left, right, left, while I kept pounding her ass. She moaned louder with every impact, body shaking, ass cheeks quivering.

Nala sucked harder on my balls, tongue swirling, humming softly. Tessa licked along my shaft and Kayla’s stretched rim every time I pulled back. Jasmine kept kissing my neck, whispering filthy praise. Kim’s tits stayed pressed to my back, her hands roaming my chest, pinching my nipples lightly.

Kayla’s moans grew frantic. "Evan... fuck... I’m close again... your cock... your hand... don’t stop... spank me... fuck me..."

I sped up—short, brutal thrusts now, hips slamming forward. My free hand kept smacking her ass—sharp, rhythmic—each one making her cry out louder.

"You wanna cum, Kayla?" I moaned against Minne’s clit, voice muffled.

"Yes, yes, yes..." She said, voice cracking. "Oh, fuck..."

The same UI appeared, where it asked me if I wanted to deny her orgasm. But... naah. Not today. Today, I was going to have fun with these women.

Minne came first—sudden, sharp. Her small body jerked, pussy spasming against my tongue, wetness flooding my mouth. She cried out—high, trembling—hips grinding down hard, fingers tight in my hair.

"Master... cumming... oh no... your tongue... yes!"

Kayla shattered seconds later.

Her scream was raw, deep, guttural, body convulsing as her ass clamped down like a vice around my cock. Waves of tight, rhythmic pulses milked me relentlessly. Her pussy gushed, soaking Tessa’s chin, dripping down to Nala’s face. Massive cheeks quivered with every spasm, thighs shaking uncontrollably. Back bowed, head thrown back, tits bouncing as she cried my name.

"Evan...your cock... so... different! What the... oh, fuck..."

I kept thrusting—deep, steady—drawing out every tremor, every pulse. Nala kept sucking my balls gently through it. Tessa licked Kayla’s stretched ring around my cock, moaning at the taste. Minne slumped forward—panting, trembling—small breasts still pressed to Kayla’s back.

When both of them finally collapsed—panting, shaking, asses still twitching—I slowed but didn’t stop. My cock throbbed inside Kayla, still rock-hard.

I licked my lips, tasting Minne’s sweetness still lingering on my tongue—sweet, clean, addictive—then pulled out of Kayla with a slow, wet pop. My cock bobbed free, thick and glistening, coated in a mix of her and everyone else who’d come before. Kayla’s ass stayed arched high on the bed, cheeks glowing red from my earlier spanks, handprints perfectly outlined like badges across her skin. She collapsed forward with a shaky exhale, massive cheeks quivering, hole still pulsing open and closed in soft aftershocks.

I exhaled hard—chest heaving, sweat rolling down my temples—and looked down at Nala. She was still on the bed between my legs, lips wrapped around my balls, tongue swirling lazily like she hadn’t noticed I’d stopped fucking Kayla. Her dark eyes flicked up to meet mine, sparkling with mischief, and she gave one last slow suck before pulling off with a wet pop of her own.

I reached down, grabbed her by the waist and helped her to her feet. She rose smoothly, pressing her body against mine immediately. Her tits, full, dark, nipples hard, squished against my chest as I lifted her up in one easy motion. Her legs locked around my hips instinctively, ankles crossing behind my back, arms looping around my neck. She kissed me, tongue sliding against mine while her pussy rubbed wetly against my stomach.

Tessa was already there—crawling forward on her knees, eyes locked on Nala’s ass. "Let me get her ready for you," she murmured, voice thick with heat.

She leaned in close, hands spreading Nala’s cheeks wide. Tessa spat directly onto Nala’s tight little hole then rubbed it in with two fingers, slow circles that made Nala moan into my mouth. Tessa dipped lower, scooped some of her own pussy juice onto her fingers, and smeared it over Nala’s rim—slick, warm, glistening. She leaned in again, tongue flicking out—quick, teasing licks around the rim, then pushing inside just enough to make Nala whimper and clench.

"Fuck... Tessa..." Nala breathed against my lips, hips rocking forward. "Your tongue... so good..."

Tessa pulled back, spat once more for good measure, then grabbed my cock and lined me up. She rubbed the head in slow circles around Nala’s hole, then pushed forward gently. The tip popped past the ring—tight, hot, gripping. Nala gasped sharply, head falling back against my shoulder.

I sank deeper, feeling her walls stretch and flutter around me. Inch by inch until my hips met her ass with a soft clap. She was impossibly tight—hotter than the others tonight, almost pulsing with need.

"Fuuuck..." Nala moaned, legs tightening around my waist. "You feel so different... thicker... harder... stretching me so good..."

I started thrusting—slow at first, deep rolls of my hips that made her tits bounce against my chest with every upward stroke. She clung to me tighter, nails digging into my shoulders, moaning against my neck.

Jasmine stepped up beside us, pressing her body against my side. "Goddamn... he really does feel different tonight," she murmured, one hand sliding down to cup my balls while I fucked Nala. "Bigger... heavier... fuck, I love it."

Tessa stayed behind, hands on Nala’s cheeks, spreading them wider so she could watch my cock slide in and out. "Look at that... her ass swallowing you whole... so fucking pretty..."