Ch 218: What is this?

Ch 218: What is this?

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Suddenly, I am conscious, disoriented in an unknown zone.

'Where am I? Ahh, right, in the bedroom of our house in the capital city...'

As soon as I identify where I am, I see that I am not alone in the room.

'Why are Alessia and Delia dressed as maids?'

I'm not going to explain how I know how maids dress.... at this point, I don't think it's necessary.

"What are you doing?" I ask as Alessia and Delia walk up to me with an alluring sway in their steps until they are up close to me.

Then Alessia starts to rub sensually against my body.

"We are here to serve in any way we can," Delia responds, softly caressing my chest with her little fingertips.

"No, I mean, yes, but..." I say with a shake of my head.

"...What is all this? How did we get here?" I ask as I wave my hands over what is happening.

"What do you mean? We are just doing our duty," Alessia answers, as I can feel her hard nipples touching my arm as she goes down.

"Yes..." Delia nods her head, smiling.

"...Won't you let us carry out our duties, Master?"

'Master? Why is she calling me like that?'

"Hmm... I don't quite know what's going on, but okay, I'll play along" I say as Delia carefully takes my shirt over my head and throws it on the side, leaving my chest naked.

'After all, beggars cannot be choosers'

Reaching down, I slip into Alessia's maid clothes.

I sneak up to her guarded flower and touch her treasured place, which makes her gasp.

As I prepare the adorable blond girl for entry, massaging her, I unconsciously pop my fingers out of Delia, making her groan in displeasure.

'True, I have to be fair and take care of both equally'

I don't leave her hanging, and I start to knead her bubbies over her clothes.

While I enjoy the soft moans I am provoking, I find that my girls’ attire blocks too much of my devoted work.

So I hurriedly tear them apart, and my reward is revealed before my eyes.

'It is a pity to have to damage such beautiful clothes, but what they hide is even more beautiful.'

Delia squeals with ecstasy when I squeeze her nipples, and she massages my dick to repay the favor.

While all this happens, Alessia is being treated to a good fingering as I go in and out of her oven with two of my fingers.

Moaning in pleasure, she starts to kiss me.

At first, her kiss begins delicately as she pecks at my lips, but then, as the pleasure increases and I start to go in and out of her flower faster and faster, she starts to move more aggressively.

Our tongues and saliva clash as we fight deep in our mouths.

'This is awesome. Still, this is just the beginning.'

I break off from the kiss and pull back my hands, then I stand up before the two maids.

"Strip," I utter that single word in a tone that is beyond discussion.

'I don't know where this dominant impulse comes from, as I don't usually talk to my girls like that, but for some reason this time it seems appropriate.'

Even I follow through on my own command as I kick off my pants and throw away my underwear until I am completely naked.

Doing as I commanded, both girls start to take off what's left of their ruined and ripped-up clothes.

Delia begins with her pants displaying her soft, pink skin, while Alessia begins with her top showing her big breasts bouncing.

When they finally remove their last article of clothing, I sit down on the bed and call them over with a wave of my hand.

I look hungrily as they approach me with sexy hip movements, their chests outstretched.

Then I grasp their hands and pull them over.

They gasp as I drag them both into my lap to slide my prick between them.

Then, in a stroke of inspiration, I bring them close until my warm breath is right against their ears, and I whisper to them in a husky voice, "The both of you have been very naughty, naughty girls. Look at you, making your master all excited and aroused."

At this, shudders run down their spines.

"If you think that we have been naughty girls, then all you have to do is punish us, Master~" Alessia giggles softly.

To this, Delia hurriedly nods, agreeing with her companion's words.

'Since they are playing along with me, let's see how far we can go with this role play.'

"Oh, I will punish you..." I say as I chuckle darkly and a grin slips across my face.

"...Sit," I order Alessia and point at my feet.

As I see how she gets right to my order, I feel a sense of dark contentment.

'Hmm, there was something about having my way with my girls, as they act all submissive and dutiful....

Maybe it is because this inflames my pride and manhood....

Hmm, I'll probably go straight to hell because of this, but for now I'll enjoy heaven.'

My spear hit the entrance of her womb, and in no time Alessia starts cumming.

And...

'She is really cumming hard.'

"A-aaaa Emirrrr!!!" She cries.

I grunt at the sudden constriction of her cunt as she orgasms and shivers around my pistoning prick.

Her pussy flexes along my shaft, her wet tunnels contracting as her juices flow down my shaft, making it even easier to slide inside her.

The orgasms don't end there, and Alessia's eyes cross as her tongue emerges from her mouth.

She climaxes time and time again around my recently debuted giant penis while I continue fucking her as hard and thoroughly as I can.

"You like that, huh?" I ask in an excited voice as I go forward, hammering away at her from behind.

Being far too gone to even answer my question, all Alessia can do is assent by moaning even louder.

I eventually let go of her hips and began caressing and kneading her buttocks.

I attack the delicate woman's ass as I rail into her faster and faster, smashing deep into her womb over and over again, holding her by her round, beautiful ass.

"Mhm,"

I hear a moan that isn't from Alessia and look up to see Delia, who is quite busy fingering herself.

She has a distant expression on her face as two fingers move in and out of her meat-hole while she squeezes her melons.

'This... this can't be really happening...' I think more and more certainly that this is a dream.

Only that can explain all the strange things that are happening before me.

'But even if this is not real.... why shouldn't I enjoy it?'

Seeing how lonely Delia is, I decide it's time to hasten the end of my love match with Alessia.

I growl lustfully as my second release approaches, and I pound in and out of Alessia as hard as I can until her spasming, tightening, flexing cunt manages to milk a large amount of cum from my cock.

My seed pours deep into my first woman's oven as she is experiencing one last orgasm.

I spray sperm to paint her womb white, filling it to the brim for good measure.

By the time I finish, Alessia's belly is somewhat protruding because of how much hot, sticky sperm I pushed into it.

Then I pull back inch by inch while a collapsed Alessia squirms beneath me.

'I must be fair... now it's time for my naughty fox girl.'

I turn to face the fox girl maid, who is wriggling by herself, and find myself staring at her globes, pussy, and mouth.

'She's not even looking at us anymore. Hmm, I'd love it if this wasn't a dream.'

So, as I am still feeling quite horny and thoroughly aroused, with my penis still hard and erect, I see no reason not to move onto the next obvious step.

I noisily clear my throat so that I can draw the religious maid's attention to me, and she looks up to face me and sees that my massive pillar is standing proud and ready in front of her.

"Um, I think that cleaning this up is part of your duty. Your partner seems to be out of action, so..." I say, pointing to Alessia, who is out of combat as she lays there with her ass in the air, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, and her womanhood twitching as jizz pours out of it.

"I..." the strangely horny saint begins to say as she stares at my daunting, majestic tool and gulps.

Then, taking a deep breath, her confident demeanor is back on, and she voices, "... let me take care of that for you, Master. I'm always happy to help"

'Yessssss. I love this dream'

"Good," I say as she starts stroking my shaft with her hands, her mouth momentarily encircling the head of my member as she swirls her animal tongue along its length.

Then she really gets to it by licking at the tip of my wet shaft, which contains the rest of her companion's sexual fluids and some of my seed.

The little Saint laps up the last remnants of it all and then goes a step further, opening her mouth wide to take my dick into her mouth inch by inch, sliding it right down her throat.

'How is that possi...?! Ugh... I really love that animal tongue...'

She swallows all she can, but not stopping there, she forces herself to go further and further, until she's outright deep throating my cock right then and there.

'What the fuck!!! She is a prodigy in this...'

Caressing her head, I run my thumb along her jawline, which causes shivers to run down her body.

Anyway, she continues hungrily devouring my giant cock back and forth, showing a shocking aptitude for deep-throating.

As this is happening, I watch in mild surprise, my eyebrows raised.

The maid displays a degree of talent that I had never seen before in her as she bobs up and down on my dick like a pro.

As my ball sacks slam against her, Delia delivers a good, slutty performance until eventually she gets the third release from me.

Her neck twitches and spasms as she consumes everything I have to offer, swallowing and swallowing until there is nothing left.

She pops my meat out of her mouth, gives it two hard strokes, and looks up at me with her innocent, adorable eyes.

Not a single drop of my cloudy liquid escapes her lips throughout this action.

"Oh-ho-ho..." I chuckle.

"... Look at how hard you got your master; now you have to take responsibility for that" I say, pointing at my shaft, which immediately returns to its full length.

I have never been able to cum so many times and stay hard, but I am already convinced that this is a dream and that there is only one fate that awaits this shrewd little slut.

To be fucked into oblivion until she is a drooling, incoherent mess like her partner.

Delia frowns at me, confused, until she looks down at my crotch and starts biting her lower lip, staring at my member, gawking for a few seconds.

But then...

"I can't wait to be disciplined for my sins..." She talk back in a sultry voice with a light smile as she laid back down on the bed and spread her legs wide to let her dripping wet tunnel in full view, waiting for me to enter her.

"...I am all ready for you, Master~"

Making my way over to her, I just have one thought in my mind.

'I really don't care why we are here or why they are like this anymore; I just want to thoroughly drive this strange Delia into blissful senselessness.'