I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 55: Threesome

After training, Kouhei headed straight to bath. He half-expected Hina to show up, maybe even Yuuna, but neither of them seemed to be coming. For some reason, bathing alone tonight felt oddly lonely. Even more troubling, he couldn't get Yuuna out of his mind. It was wrong—he knew it was wrong. He was in love with Hina, after all. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't stop his heart from racing whenever he thought of Yuuna. It was as if the two of them had completely taken over his heart.

It was selfish. Unfair. He had no right to even entertain such thoughts, especially since he was already in love with someone. Thinking of them both as his felt ridiculous—it wasn't like he could claim either of them. And yet, he couldn't let go of Yuuna, nor could he give up on Hina. He wanted them both, and that desire only made him feel guiltier.

The idea of creating a harem was absurd. Laughable, even. Kouhei couldn't believe he was letting his mind wander there. A harem of just two women wasn't even a harem, right? But that didn't make it any less wrong. It felt like cheating, and the thought left a bitter taste in his mouth. For a fleeting moment, he wished he were the kind of shameless, oppai-obsessed dragon who dreamed of becoming a Harem King. Maybe then, he could embrace such a fantasy without shame.

But that wasn't him.

"This is reality," Kouhei muttered with a wry smile. "And reality doesn't let you have things like that."

He rinsed the bubbles off his body, shaking his head. Thinking about something so stupid would only get in the way of his progress. He had to stop these thoughts. If he didn't, he'd never get anything done.

"I guess I'll just sleep now."

Hina wasn't barging in tonight, it seemed. She hadn't interacted with him all day, hadn't touched him once. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that she was up to something. There was a mischievous energy in the air, but when or how she'd strike, he had no clue.

As he opened the door to his room, a sweet, familiar scent hit him immediately. He froze.

He knew this scent all too well—it was Hina's natural aroma, the one that always clung to the air when they were having sex. His throat went dry, and he swallowed hard. If her scent was this strong, it could only mean one thing: Hina was inside.

Even before he fully opened the door, his dick was already straining against his boxers, painfully hard. The cold night air prickled against his skin, and the idea of sharing warmth with someone else sent shivers down his spine.

With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, he opened the door fully—and froze.

Two playful, mischievous smiles greeted him. One belonged to Hina, and the other to a golden-haired, red-eyed woman: Yuuna.

Both of them were wearing lingerie.

Hina's outfit was a stunning black lace bra with floral patterns, paired with matching panties. A delicate lace garter belt wrapped around her waist, with straps running down to hold up sheer black stockings that hugged her luscious thighs perfectly.

Yuuna, on the other hand, wore an almost identical set, but hers was completely black, without any floral patterns. The simplicity only made her look even more seductive.

Kouhei's eyes widened, unable to tear themselves away from the sight of the two women. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe.

"Okumura-kun," Yuuna said smoothly, her voice dripping with amusement. "You're awfully late. Were you waiting in the bathroom, hoping I'd join you?"

"Fufufu… Kouhei must've been feeling lonely," Hina teased, her tone playful. "Come on, let's go inside," she added, grabbing his hand.

Yuuna grabbed his other hand, the two women pulling him into the room.

"W-Wait, what's going on!?" Kouhei stammered, his heart pounding wildly.

"What, you say? Isn't it obvious?" Hina tilted her head slightly, her long hair cascading down her shoulder, her mischievous smile curling like a predator who had just cornered her prey.

It wasn't obvious. Not to Kouhei. His mind spun as he struggled to piece together what was happening.

"She's saying we can have a 3P," Yuuna said plainly, her voice smooth yet tinged with something wicked, as if she enjoyed watching the realization dawn on him.

For a moment, Kouhei's brain completely short-circuited. A 3P. He had never in his life thought he would hear those words directed at him. Not in jest, not in a dream, not in the most far-fetched scenarios he could imagine. The word crashed into him like a hammer, shattering every coherent thought in its wake.

"3... 3P? You mean—?"

"Threesome," Hina whispered, leaning close so her warm breath tickled the shell of his ear, her lips brushing lightly against his skin. The contact sent a shiver racing down his spine, pooling heat in his groin.

Threesome. Three people. Three people having sex. The definition was clear in his mind, but processing its reality here and now was a whole other beast.

"President's been getting jealous of me hogging you all to myself," Hina continued, her tone dripping with amusement, her smirk deepening. "So, I suggested this."

"P-President... is jealous?" Kouhei stammered, his voice cracking slightly as he struggled to keep up.

"I am," Yuuna admitted, her expression calm but her crimson eyes glimmering with vulnerability. "It seems I've unknowingly developed the emotion known as jealousy. Without realizing it, I've been trying to pull Hina's attention away from you and redirect your focus to me. It's disgraceful, I know, and I apologize for such behavior. But…" She hesitated, her voice softening, "it seems I can't quite control these feelings."

Hearing Yuuna admit jealousy—over him—sparked something deep inside Kouhei. She was feeling this way because of him, for him. The thought filled him with a strange sense of pride, even as his nerves frayed under the weight of the situation.

Still, this was moving way too fast, even for the most shameless eroges he'd played.

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"B-But a 3P… Can we really do something like that?"

Hina pressed her body flush against him, her massive breasts molding perfectly to his bare chest. Her heat seeped into him, burning away the lingering chill of the room. His breath hitched, coming in uneven, shallow gasps as his body reacted instinctively. His cock throbbed painfully against his boxers, straining against the fabric.

"You're our savior," Hina said, her voice low and sultry, her lips curling into a tender smile. Her words carried weight, sinking into his mind. "The one who will turn the tides against Heaven. That makes you special—very special. And for someone as special as you, someone I love with all my heart, it's only natural that you'd deserve something equally special."

Yuuna stepped in closer, pressing her soft body against his other side. Her breasts brushed against him, their plush warmth only heightening his arousal. The steady rhythm of her heartbeat thrummed through the contact, mingling with his own chaotic pulse.

"You're special to me too," Yuuna said softly. "You've become someone I can't imagine living without. I don't know when it happened, but now… I want you—all of you. I want to be yours, Okumura-kun. Completely."

Their eyes locked onto his, full of raw emotion and unrestrained desire. Both women were pressed so close, their warmth and scent wrapping around him like a cocoon, drowning him in sensation.

Something inside him snapped.

The fragile thread of reason he'd clung to with desperation shattered like glass, leaving him consumed by the raging inferno of his need.

Kouhei's entire body burned with lust. His cock throbbed painfully, twitching as it begged for release, pre-cum dampening the fabric of his boxers. His breath came in heavy pants, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. His mind screamed that this had to be a dream—an impossible, insane dream. But even if it was, he didn't want to wake up. Not this time.

Both hands moved on their own, reaching for the impossibly soft mounds pressed against him. Hina's and Yuuna's breasts were breathtaking, almost the same size, though Yuuna's were just slightly larger. His fingers sank into their flesh, the softness enveloping him as he gave a tentative squeeze.

Both women gasped softly, the sound sweet and intoxicating, sending shockwaves of heat straight to his groin. Their flushed faces and half-lidded gazes were too much. This was real—it was happening—and he was drowning in it.

Neither of the breasts in his hands came close to fitting in his palms. Kouhei couldn't believe it—he was actually grabbing them, holding onto these incredible mounds of softness, and there were no repercussions. Not only that, but he had both of them at the same time. The sheer sensation—their warmth, their give, their impossible softness—flooded his senses like a fever dream he never wanted to wake up from.

The last fragile thread of restraint he had clung to finally snapped, crumbling under the weight of his desire. He couldn't take it anymore. His body moved on instinct, driven by nothing but raw need.

In one swift motion, Kouhei pushed Yuuna's bra up, exposing her bare, perfect tit. He didn't hesitate, didn't even think. His mouth closed around her nipple, hot and stiff against his tongue, as he sucked deeply.