Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith-Chapter 105: After-Party Celebrations (5) {R-18}

As the capable multitasker that he was, Evian remained perfectly cognitive of the individual actions and pleasures he was subjecting both women to, and the payoffs while different from both were rewarding to his lustful and sexual mind.

Yvette's ass rippled with every impactful contact Evian's pelvis made with it and even as her entire body succumbed, she still possessed enough presence of mind to keep smacking back to increase the pressure of the rod's hard contact with the very end of her pussy.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

"~Ahn- Ohh- Yess- Evian Right there... Right Fuckingggg THEREEEEE...~"

The end of Yvette's groans were drowned out by her mouth pressed into the bed, teeth gripping bed sheets for that very purpose. Like her comrade (Frida) who was rendered incoherent, the Larnak Reagents hands failed to keep her up and she fell forward.

Evian's hand went from grabbing her waist to rubbing on her asscheek, before moving to her back, trailing along her spine with his index finger and unleashing a slew of tingles that had Yvette shivering even harder than she already was. All the while Evian's thrusts never stopped. Their intensity just kept climbing. The slapping sounds a beautiful impactful music,

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

"~Mnghhh- NGHHHHH~"

Yvette had her eyes closed, and behind those eyelids, her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, a very stark example of her inability to control voluntary actions.

Everything became involuntary... Every action she made seemed like an unconscious one her body just made in reaction to Evian's touch and thrusts.

The way his cock swelled in her pussy, pressing against so many different nerves had her ass slamming back to smack against his pelvis even when she slumped and just wished to be plowed to oblivion.

Every resounding smack of flesh to flesh, slick with sweat as they were, was rewarded with jerks of at least one of her extremities... Usually her legs.

As for Evian, he had no complaints.

His eyes were treated to a nice view of submission with just enough of a hint to fire back from the mature woman beneath him and his brain rejoiced with every contact he made with her body.

But then, even as he was squeezed from all angles and his seed was jealously sought, his fingers never slacked in its exploration of the Renan Lordsess.

From clit pinching to finger thrusting and from one finger to two and finally to three which was the limit Frida's tightly gripping pussy could accommodate.

Never would Frida not enjoy Evian's hand on her body and while it paled in comparison with his dick and the mind-numbing pleasure she knew Yvette was currently being subjected to, her body still shuddered as it inched towards the peak she had experienced a few times this night already.

She was jealous but her mouth remained exclusively for moans while she hatched plans. Even as Evian's gratification of her pussy made her body shudder and spasm, she employed her expertise with Spiritual energy as a Sixth Order Knight edging ever closer to the seventh. She revitalized herself but stored the vast majority in holds to be used once she finally got her turn on the glorious rod.

'Hmph, once I get on top of it, I'm never leaving." she vowed.

She was ready.

The fact that this was not her home did not take away what she felt was her superiority and automatic first crack at getting fucked. She had been patient enough.

The Renan Lordess opened her eyes and glared at Yvette whose face was turned away from hers, her hair slick with the perspiration of her exertion,

'Have your fun now, 'Reagent' It will be your last- ~Nghhhhhh~ f-for the night...'

Her attempt at sounding grand in her thoughts was ruined by Evian's perfect touch at that precise moment and yet again, she found herself spasming and her pussy secreting the juices of climax.

Possessing great stamina as she did certainly helped her speedy recovery from such a pleasurable ordeal, however, it never really cured her sensitivity or her shame for being so well handled. She was never able to properly hold off that one sign of conquer.

The longer and the more she and Evian engaged in the wonderful art of sex, the more the Lordess realized, he was getting so good at manipulating her weak spot, he was BECOMING her weak spot. She was finding it hard to imagine seeing him in harm.

She was also finding it hard to not go along with whatever outlandish plans he might have.

'By the gods, what is he doing to me?!' she asked herself but before that moment of introspection could take root, his fingers lit up the inside of her snatch by turning it chilly with the energy of death and such thoughts quickly became a thing of the past.

Meanwhile. Yvette shook so hard she almost shook the entire bed as the hardest climax yet hit her but this time she howled with even more joy because she could feel her reward getting close.

Evian thrust into her so hard, he sent her a few feet forward where she lay flat, her ass, the only arch her body formed and that arch was also Evian's point of contact- He pushed so hard with his pelvis that the round shape of deliciousness transformed into a flatter one with the spillover of delicious flash forming handles over on each side of the Yvette's body and there, with a final-sounding deep groan of release...

"Ugh..."

... He came.

It was the biggest load Evian had ever released and the volume was partly by choice.

He shot a lot inside Yvette's snatch, reaching so deep, he painted the walls of her womb with his seeds but then, he pulled out, went back a few kneeling steps, grabbed his cock, and jerked twice to dump the rest on the Larnak Reagent's smooth back.

Yvette's eyes widened a bit in surprise and then when her brain registered what the warmth landing on her back in hard, heavy spurts, was, she grinned incredibly wide,

"Yes!" She howled, "Bath me with your seeds.... ~GIVE IT TO ME!~"

And so, Evian did with a big smile of superiority all over his face.

He felt powerful... A different kind of power to the one he had as a Wraith.

As each large spurtle of his cum fell on Yvette's back, he felt like he was marking her as his to do with as he saw fit.

Yvette felt the exact same way. Actually, she would have argued that Evian had marked her as his long before this night.

When the supply began to wane, the Renan Lordess was heartily active once again. She crawled over quickly, put herself between Evian and Yvette's bodies, and took the tip of the spurting rod into her mouth to suck off any residual cum.

She got a mouthful and the taste just like always, had her mewling. When it slid down her throat, her eyes brightened at the thought that there was more right behind her and she turned around and presented her ass to Evian. Her pussy dripping with the juices of her arousal and multiple orgasms of the night while her eyes were on the pile of spunk that littered Yvette's back.

She stretched out her tongue and took a sizeable sample into her mouth only to stretch out her tongue once again and take an even larger sample and then another... And then another... And then another...

Evian smiled at the greed that charged her and caused her to ignore where his seeds were all so she could gobble it up and as he allowed himself a chuckle, he lined his cock with her pussy and thrust in until the very hilt- Not stopping until his pelvis hit her ass.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

He started to thrust.

He took a gentle approach with the Lordess...

As he fucked her greedy snatch, he leaned over her body, grabbed the back of her head, and pushed to keep her face right where it was- To keep her tongue licking up his cum from another woman's back.

In her bid to not leave a single drop behind, Frida licked Yvette's back, the result being a ticklish sensation that the Reagent was unable to react to. She had become unconscious from the moment Evian delivered his final Cum spurt.

When every drop was licked, her taste buds having enjoyed the sweet taste of Evian's cum with the sweat of sexual perspiration on Yvette's back, Evian moved Frida over to the side and turned her around. Her legs were spread and her face right in his sight for his egotistical viewing as he rendered her powerless with his thrusts. exclusive-to-MvLeMpYr

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

Both his hands were underneath Frida's body, grabbing her ass cheeks and lifting to create a kind of platform while he engaged every strength he possessed and used them to back his thrusts.

*Wobble* *Wobble* *Flop*

With every impact, Frida's large breasts wobbled and flopped but the Lordess couldn't care less. Her hands were on the bed lifting her so she could arch her back and push her pussy even harder into Evian's pleasurable thrusts.

"EVIAN- OHHH Never STOP.... DO Never STOP... NNGGGHHHHH- NEVER STOP FUCKING ME!~"

So many times they had fucked so far, never had it felt stale, and never had Frida not made this request.

Of course, so far...

*PAH!* *PAH!* *PAH!*

... The thought of stopping had never truly crossed Evian's mind.