Esmeralda’s tongue worked his balls with fervent laps, sucking the heavy orbs one at a time into her mouth, rolling them gently before releasing with a pop.
She nuzzled lower, licking the sensitive strip of skin behind them, her small hands cupping his sack to lift and massage while her ass cheeks clenched, spreading to expose her soaked folds.
Elion’s fingers tightened in Ophelia’s hair, pulling her off with a wet slurp, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to his glistening tip.
"Deeper, Ophelia. Choke on it like the desperate succubus you are." He thrust his hips up, forcing her back down, the head of his cock bumping her tonsils as she swallowed around him, throat convulsing in rhythm.
Esmeralda shifted, her mouth joining her mother’s at the base, tongue flicking where Ophelia’s lips met shaft, their faces pressed close, sharing the thick meat between them.
The room filled with slurping sounds and their muffled whimpers, bodies trembling from the overload of sensation.
Ophelia’s free hand plunged between her thighs, fingers plunging into her dripping cunt, fucking herself in time with her sucks, walls clenching around her digits as another gush of arousal squirted out.
Esmeralda mirrored her, rubbing her pussy lips furiously, clit throbbing under her palm, her breath coming in ragged gasps against Elion’s balls.
"That’s it," Elion growled, his other hand guiding Esmeralda’s head up to lick along the side of his cock, their tongues tangling over the ridge of the head, swapping spit and pre-cum in a messy kiss around his tip. "Show me you’re worthy of my seed. Beg for it with your mouths."
He bucked lightly, fucking between their lips, the friction building heat in his groin, balls tightening as pleasure coiled low.
Ophelia pulled back just enough to gasp, "Please, master... fill us. Breed your succubi. Our wombs ache for your cum." Her voice broke into a moan as she dove back down, deepthroating him fully now, nose pressing into his pubic bone while Esmeralda sucked his balls harder, her fingers circling her asshole, teasing the tight ring as her pussy spasmed in empty need.
The last bit of self-control vanished completely from Elion, the sight of their submissive forms—asses up, cunts leaking, tits bouncing—pushing him closer.
He yanked Ophelia’s hair again, holding her down as he thrust shallowly into her throat, feeling her swallow greedily. "On the bed. Both of you. Spread wide. I’m going to fuck you until your wombs are swollen with little succubi."
System, turn off birth control if you will...
[Done.]
They scrambled up, bodies slick with sweat and juices. Ophelia crawled onto the silk sheets first, rolling onto her back and parting her thick thighs, her massive ass sinking into the mattress, pussy lips puffy and parted to reveal the pink inner walls clenching hungrily.
Esmeralda followed, lying beside her, legs splayed wide, her smaller frame quivering as she hooked her knees back, exposing everything—slit dripping, asshole winking in anticipation.
Elion rose, cock bobbing heavy and slick, and positioned himself between Ophelia’s legs, gripping her ankles to spread her wider.
He rubbed the head along her folds, coating himself in her wetness, then slammed in with one brutal thrust, burying to the hilt in her tight heat.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" She cried out, her back arching, and her enormous breasts jiggling wildly as her pussy gripped him like a vice, milking his shaft with rhythmic squeezes.
Elion activated sinful touch once again, this time through his dick, ecstasy flooding Ophelia’s whole being—her eyes rolled back, and another orgasm crashed through her instantly, her walls fluttering and gushing around his cock, soaking his balls.
"Yes! Fuck me, champion! Breed me!" she screamed, nails raking his arms as he pounded into her, hips snapping with force, the bed creaking under them.
Esmeralda watched, her fingers buried in her own cunt, pumping furiously, her free hand pinching her nipples until they bruised. "My turn soon... please, master," she whimpered, her body writhing in jealousy and lust, waiting for Elion to claim her next.
Elion’s thrusts grew savage, his cock pistoning in and out of Ophelia’s sopping pussy with wet smacks, each plunge stretching her walls and grinding against her deepest spots.
Her massive tits bounced erratically, slapping her chin as she clawed at the sheets, another climax ripping through her—juices squirting around his shaft, drenching his groin and the bed below.
"More! Deeper, champion! Flood my womb!" she wailed, legs locking around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him harder.
He leaned down, capturing a nipple between his teeth, biting just enough to make her yelp, then sucking hard while his hips hammered relentlessly.
The sinful touch surged through her breast, straight to her core, amplifying the pleasure until her vision blurred, body convulsing in endless spasms.
Ophelia’s pussy clamped down like a fist, milking him desperately, but Elion held back, savoring her desperation.
With a final, brutal slam, he buried himself to the root and held still, feeling her pulse around him. "Not yet, Ophelia. You’ll take my seed after I break your daughter." He pulled out abruptly, his cock slick and throbbing, strings of her cream connecting them before snapping.
Ophelia whimpered in protest, her empty hole gaping and twitching, but she nodded weakly, fingers trailing down to rub her clit, keeping the fire stoked.
Elion turned to Esmeralda, who lay there panting, her fingers still knuckle-deep in her cunt, three digits pumping furiously while her thumb mashed her swollen clit.
Her eyes locked on his glistening length, wide with hunger. "Your turn, little one. Crawl over here and present that tight pussy for your king."
She obeyed instantly, scrambling on all fours across the bed, ass high and swaying, cheeks parting to show her dripping slit and puckered hole.
She stopped before him, face down, arms stretched forward, back arched to thrust her rear up invitingly. "Please, master... fuck me raw. Make me carry your child. I’m ready—my body’s burning for it."
Elion gripped her hips, thumbs digging into the soft flesh, and aligned his tip with her entrance. He teased her folds first, sliding up and down, bumping her clit until she bucked back impatiently, a frustrated whine escaping her lips.
Then, with a growl, he drove forward, spearing her in one long stroke, her petite frame jolting as he filled her completely.
"Ohhhhohoho!" Esmeralda’s walls fluttered around him, tighter than her mother’s, gripping like velvet as the sinful touch ignited—ecstasy exploded in her nerves, making her scream and squirt immediately, the clear fluid spraying onto his thighs.
"Fuck, you’re soaked," he grunted, pulling back only to slam in again, setting a punishing rhythm. His balls slapped her clit with every thrust, the impacts sending jolts through her body.
Esmeralda’s full breasts dragged against the sheets, the nipples hardening to peaks as she rocked back to meet him, her ass rippling from the force. "Harder! Breed me like the succubus slut I am! Fill me until it leaks!"