The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 139: Something Soft, Small, and Wiggly Entered Me... From Behind… (Yuri Included)

Chapter 139: Something Soft, Small, and Wiggly Entered Me... From Behind... (Yuri Included)

Back to Isabelle’s punishment; I hooked my fingers into the part of her black panties covering her pussy and tugged them aside slowly—the fabric peeling away from her soaked ridge with a sticky drag, strings of arousal stretching and snapping between cotton and skin.

Her pussy came into full view; the plump outer lips parted naturally, flushed deep rose and glistening, her inner folds dark pink and slick, and the vagina entrance winking with every quick breath she took.

A thick bead of wetness welled up at the opening and rolled downward in a slow, heavy trail, dripping onto the mattress beneath her.

I pressed my mouth there, my lips sealing over her entrance and my tongue flicking out to lap at the slick folds in broad, hungry strokes.

Isabelle’s hips bucked forward, her ass pressing harder against my face, smothering me in soft flesh and heat.

I sucked gently on her clit, the small and swollen pearl throbbing under my lips, then flattened my tongue and dragged it upward in long, slow licks that made her thighs tremble violently.

"Uugghhh! Cla-- Don’t do... Nhhgh!"

Her moans vibrated into Benjamin’s mouth, with high and broken sounds that grew louder with every flick of my tongue.

Claire’s head bobbed faster now, her throat working around Benjamin’s cock with wet, choking gulps, saliva bubbling out and running down his balls in thick flows.

Benjamin’s hands gripped Isabelle’s waist, fingers digging into soft skin, guiding her hips in slow circles that ground her pussy harder against my mouth.

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I had first started licking Miss Isabelle through the black panties tightened on the swell of her pussy.

The thin cotton was already soaked through, clinging so tightly to her pussy that I could feel the exact shape of her outer lips against my tongue;

It was plump and parted slightly, the central seam dipping inward to outline the deeper cleft.

I pressed my mouth flat against the fabric and dragged my tongue up and down in long, deliberate strokes, tasting the sticky wetness that had seeped into the material.

And each motion made more arousal well up from inside her; fresh heat bloomed against my lips, the cotton growing heavier and warmer, the flavor intensifying—salty-sweet, thick, coating my tongue in a glossy layer that made me swallow reflexively.

My hands and fingers were on her soft ass cheeks. The moment I gripped them, the feeling became addictive.

My palms sank into yielding flesh that gave way under pressure, then bounced back with unnatural resilience—no hint of underlying hardness, and there were no trace of bone or muscle tension beneath the surface.

It was pure, plush softness, like pressing into warm, freshly risen dough that molded perfectly to my fingers.

I kneaded slowly, spreading my hands wide so my thumbs brushed the crease where thigh met cheek, feeling the subtle tremor that ran through her every time I squeezed harder.

Was my own butt like that? A no-bone anatomy.

I don’t remember.

I’ve never touched my ass this way, or ever explored the give and bounce, or the way my skin dimples under fingertips and springs back smoother than silk. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Okay, I have. And it’s just saddening that her ass is better than mine.

As I pushed my face deeper into the panties-stretched pussy, she moaned into Benjamin’s mouth, the sound vibrating through her body and into mine.

Her hips wiggled, tiny and helpless circles that pressed her pussy shape harder against my lips, as if inviting me to take more, to devour her through the last thin barrier.

Her wetness still tasted slightly salty and sweet on my tongue, an addictive substance for sure; every lap made me crave the next, the flavor blooming richer with each slow drag.

It had shifted back, so I hooked my fingers under the line of fabric obscuring her vagina and shifted it to the side once again.

The cotton peeled away reluctantly, dragging over swollen lips with a sticky schlick, strings of arousal stretching and snapping between material and skin.

Her wet, pink, and dripping pussy was exposed again—outer lips flushed deep rose and parted naturally, inner folds glistening dark pink, entrance winking open and closed with every quick breath she took, like it was thirsty for more and desperate.

A thick bead of fluid welled up at the opening and rolled downward in a slow, heavy trail, dripping onto the mattress beneath her.

Her pert asshole dipped there above, ringed with a deep pink that clenched faintly in time with her pussy.

I used my tongue slowly to roll circles on the pussy entrance, teasing her and punishing her for a moment; wide, lazy orbits that brushed the sensitive rim without pushing inside, letting the anticipation build until her thighs trembled violently.

Then I gradually dipped the tip of my tongue inside the fleshy enclave of her pussy.

It began to squeeze immediately; with her hot, fleshy vagina walls gripping my tongue so tightly I felt the pressure in my own vagina.

My pussy clenched in response, wetness dripping down my inner thighs and soaking through my panties until the cotton stuck uncomfortably to the slits of my pussy.

Saliva dripped from my outstretched tongue onto Benjamin’s stomach in slow, warm drops, mixing with the sweat already beading there.

Squeezing and letting go quickly, Miss Isabelle’s pussy felt good in my tongue, and with each contraction pulling me deeper, each release letting me slide back just enough to thrust again.

After a short while, without warning, I shoved the rest of my tongue inside, burying it as deep as it would go.

And the pussy squeezed even tighter; the walls rippling in frantic spasms that sucked my tongue like a living thing, hot slickness flooding my mouth in fresh pulses.

The gesture made me wet dripping on Claire’s head that was still getting fucked silly below me.

My knees went weak, my thighs shaking, but I had to get more of this.

So I started to suck Miss Isabelle’s clit like it was the air I breathed—lips sealing around the swollen pearl, tongue flicking rapidly over the tip while I drew gentle suction.

Then I used my tongue to play with it and the flesh there, with flat and broad strokes that dragged across the fleshy hood, then pointed flicks that made her hips jerk forward.

I grazed it lightly with my teeth—barely a scrape, but just enough to send a shiver racing up her spine—then I pressed my lips deep into her pussy, tongue plunging back inside while my nose nudged her clit.

She came a little bit in my mouth; a small and sharp contractions that sent warm spurts across my tongue, legs trembling violently around my head, and her muffled cry lost in Benjamin’s kiss.

This punishment thing was kind of cool. Maybe I’ll get interesting in it.

Is what I was thinking with a villainous smile when—

SLURP!

Eeeeep!

S... Something soft, small, and wiggly entered my own pussy... from behind me!