The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 72: Yes, Touch Me, Ben-sama

Our clothes began to fall away in earnest; the silk assembling on the grass like spilled moonlight. Our tails swished and curled, brushing sensitive skin; fox ears flicked forward, attuned to every hitch in his breathing.

The tongues followed; Ayaka licking a slow stripe up his collarbone, with Yukari sucking gently at the spot beneath his ear, and Kuro tracing wet lines around his nipple until it pebbled under her mouth.

Sumire knelt, pressing soppy kisses along his stomach, with her tongue dipping into the shallow dip above his navel while her hand worked his cock in gentle and twisting strokes.

Aoi whimpered softly, licking at the base of his dick whenever Sumire’s fingers gave her room.

"You taste marvelous, Ben-sama," she mumbled against him, voice small and reverent. "Like a home I don’t want to lose just yet."

Midori’s hands were everywhere on Ben-sama and on me too; teasing my nipples through my half-open kimono while she ground her crotch against my ass, whispering filthy encouragements. "Look how hard he is. Ben-sama’s stamina is god-like... but look at the poor thing in-between his legs; it’s dripping just from our mouths."

Ben-sama groaned with his head tipping back, and his hands flexing uselessly at his sides like he didn’t know where to grab first. "Guys, this is... crazy... shoot—"

I pushed him gently until his back met the smooth trunk of a nearby cherry tree, with the bark rough against his bare shoulders.

Then I sank to my knees between his legs, as my sisters crowded close; their tails intertwining as their breasts pressed against his thighs, and their mouths still moving over every inch they could reach.

I looked up at him warmly, beholding his gaze, then I took his cock into my mouth.

The first slide was a gradual one; with my tongue flat along the under of it, my lips sealing tight as I sank down until my nose brushed his pelvis.

He involuntarily bucked lightly, with a choked sound escaping his throat. Around us the wet sounds multiplied: sucking kisses on his chest with soft slurps at his balls, and breathy moans vibrating against our skin.

I pulled off with a wet and soaked whip, with my hand replacing my mouth as I stroked him slippery and fast.

"We love you," I said in a rough voice. "All of us. Allow us show you."

Then I rose, shrugging my kimono completely off so it puddled at my feet.

Now naked, sandwiched between the twin moons with my tail swaying behind me, I stepped forward and guided him inside my pussy in one smooth, deliberate flow.

His warm cock filled me completely; so hot and thick, it stretched me open until my thighs trembled.

I gasped against his neck, with my claws pressing lightly into his shoulders as I started to move.

I went with slow rolls at the start, but then when the pleasure built up finely I went harder, chasing that perfect angle that made stars burst behind my eyes.

Ben-sama’s hands finally found my hips, gripping hard enough to almost leave a mark. "Gin—!"

Yes, touch me, Ben-sama.

I leaned to him and kissed him so messy and desperate, swallowing his moans while I ground my pussy on him faster and pushing even deeper, with the sopping sound of our bodies spanking together loud in the quiet night.

My sisters were pressed closer; with their lips on his throat and their tongues on his chest tracing. And their hands stroking wherever part of him they could reach, as they murmured broken and heated words against his flesh.

"Stay inside her forever, Ben-sama—"

"Yes, fill her up—"

"You’re ours tonight, you hear—"

"Love you, love you, I love you~"

My thoroughly fucked pussy tightened around him, feeling his cock throb inside, and feeling the exact moment he came inside.

His hips snapped up to hit me upward, then he pushed his cock to the depth of me and came with a low, wrecked groan, convulsing hot and deep inside me.

I likewise shuddered through my own release, with my pussy walls fluttering around him and drinking every last drop, while I clung to his shoulders and tried not to cry from how perfect and impossible I just felt from the penetration.

For a long heartbeat we stayed locked together there, panting with our chests heaving, and surrounded by soft fox tails and trembling hands.

And in that suspended moment, one clear and crucial thought cut through the haze of my mind:

Child... How would it feel... to carry his child inside of me?

I felt my heart jumping from joy at the scene of my little boy/girl calling him "Father," it was so silly of me.

A silly dream. But one that won’t be so bad to wish for.

***

I lifted myself slowly, my puffed and red pussy spitting off Ben-sama’s still hardened cock as it slipped free with an obscene sound; that made my inner walls flutter one last time.

Those warm white fluids seeped down my thigh; which was his seed mixed with my love juice.

As I felt whether it had the power to impregnate me, my legs shook from the previous pleasure. However, I managed to step aside, though my tail was still brushing his hip possessively—a telling sign that my body still wanted more.

Midori moved in immediately, with that serene smile never leaving her face.

She straddled him without hesitation, gripping his stiffened cock and guiding it inside her dripping lower mouth with practiced ease.

She pressed the tip on her entrance, then it penetrated smoothly as she sank down.

But... I noticed something strange; Midori’s stomach was slightly rounded. There was a mild swell that hadn’t been there hours ago.

My eyes narrowed at it for half a second.

Why was it swollen like that? But then she began to sway her hips and moan hoarsely, so the thought scattered.

It was probably just the way the moonlight hit her skin, or maybe she had eaten far too much mochi earlier. I decided to push it aside, despite the unnerving feeling it caused me.

Midori twisted her hips, her pussy squelching with the hard cock inside, dripping fluids and form around their bodies. If she moved, those squelching noises resonated, mixing with her erotic moans—

SQUELCH, SQUELCH, SQUELCH—

She began to bounce on the cock, her ass slapping down on Ben-sama’s thighs with waves rippling through it.

I felt heat inside myself again, it was making everyone there extremely aroused.

Midori’s hands braced on his chest as she whispered filthy little praises against his ear.

"You always fill me so perfectly, Ben-sama... like you were made to breed me..." Her pussy squeezed and contracted visibly around him, drawing a ragged groan from his throat before she shuddered through her orgasm and stood up, the white essence dripping down on Ben-sama’s stomach, leaving him glistening... but still awfully hard.

Midori mentioning "breed" made everyone’s eyes went dark, though.

So Sumire went next.