My Eros System Grants Me Infinite Romance Routes-Chapter 159: Lost Round Count...

Satomi rolled her hips slow and teasing, making Akira feel every hot, smooth inch of her pussy walls clamp down tight from the thick base of his cock all the way to the throbbing tip.

Her pussy was deeper than the younger girls’, more skilled... inner muscles pulsing in smooth waves that stroked and milked his shaft like she craved every drop of his cum.

"Feel that?" she whispered, her full lips grazing his in a soft, hungry brush. "That’s an elder succubus claiming her lord right. No wild bouncing... just pure, tight control."

She rose up slow until only his fat, swollen cockhead stayed buried in her wet heat, then dropped back down in one long, smooth slide.

The juicy, wet smack of their bodies joining filled the warded room... loud, filthy, and so damn good.

Akira’s hands grabbed her wide, curvy hips right away. His fingers sank deep into her soft, warm flesh, pulling her rhythm even though she owned it already.

"Fuck, Satomi-sensei... your pussy’s so deep," he groaned in a rough voice. "Squeezing my cock like you never wanna let it go."

"I don’t." She leaned in close, her heavy tits squishing against his chest, hard dark nipples scraping his skin with each slow grind. "You’ve broken in two young sluts tonight. Now show me you can fuck real experience."

Satomi picked up speed, not wild like Rina’s frantic humps, also not rough like Ayaka’s powerful slams, but a steady and endless pace. Every deep drop buried his cock all the way, her tight cervix brushing and kissing the fat, throbbing head before she slowly lifted back up.

Her hot pussy walls fluttered on purpose around his shaft, squeezing hard and milking him on the way up, then loosening just enough to suck him back in on the way down... wet, slippery, and so damn tight.

Ayaka watched from the side, her chest still heaving as she caught her breath. Her crimson glow had softened to a warm, steady pulse. She crawled closer on her knees, pressing soft, wet kisses along Akira’s neck with her full lips, her tongue tasting his salty skin.

"Master... can I lick her juices off your cock?" she whispered in a husky, pleading voice.

Satomi answered quick before he could. "Not yet. Watch and learn how it’s done."

She reached back and grabbed Rina’s hand, guiding it right between Rina’s own thighs to her dripping slit. "Touch yourself while you watch, fledging. Keep that swollen clit throbbing and wet. You’ll take over his cock again soon."

Rina whimpered soft but obeyed right away. Her fingers slid to her still-tingling pussy, circling her hard clit in slow, needy rubs that made her hips twitch. "Yes, Elder-sama..."

Satomi sped up her rhythm, bracing her hands on Akira’s broad shoulders for leverage as she slammed down harder.

Her plump ass cheeks jiggled and rippled with every wet smack against his thighs, the juicy slap of skin on skin mixing with their heavy moans and filling the air.

Her plump ass shook with every wet hit against his thighs. The juicy sound of their skin slapping together mixed with their deep moans, filling the air.

"Harder," Akira growled, his golden aura bursting brighter. He bucked his hips up to meet her, plunging his thick cock even deeper into her soaking heat.

Satomi’s breath caught, losing her composure for the first time. "Yes... just like that. Fuck up into my pussy. Take all of it."

Akira did exactly that.

His hips snapped up roughly, burying his throbbing shaft balls-deep over and over. Her slick cunt gushed around him, hot juices coating his heavy balls and dripping down to soak the couch in sticky puddles.

"Fvcckk... your cock’s so fucking thick," she hissed with half-lidded eyes. "Stretching my tight cunt just right. I feel every pulsing vein dragging inside me, rubbing my walls raw."

Akira’s hand slid up to cup one of her full, heaving tits, his thumb flicking the rock-hard nipple back and forth. "These big tits have teased me since day one in class. Make them bounce while you ride my dick."

Satomi arched her back, shoving them forward for his hungry eyes. Her heavy breasts swayed and jiggled wildly with each hard drop... round and soft, topped with dark, puffy areolas begging for his mouth.

He leaned in quick and latched onto one stiff nipple, sucking hard and deep. His teeth scraped the tender peak, tugging just enough to send sparks through her.

Satomi’s pace stuttered again. "Fuck... suck it harder. Bite me. Mark my tit like you own it."

He bit down firm, sinking his teeth in without breaking skin but leaving hot red marks. Satomi cried out sharp, her dripping pussy clenching like a vice around his pounding cock.

"I’m close," she gasped. "When I cum, flood my cunt. Pump every hot drop inside. Let your essence shatter what’s left of my control."

Akira popped off her nipple with a wet, sloppy sound and switched to the other, sucking and nipping while his hips hammered up into her pussy, slamming against her depths.

Satomi’s thick thighs started shaking hard. "Yes... yes... right there... your big, fat cockhead pounding my cervix... fuck... I’m..."

Her orgasm hit like a storm.

Her pussy squeezed him in rhythmic spasms, milking him. Warm wetness poured out around his cock, soaking his groin and running down to his balls. Satomi threw her head back, her pink aura flaring out in bright waves, but Akira’s strong golden energy immediately kept it in check.

She kept riding through it, grinding her clit against his pubic bone, drawing out every pulse.

When the worst of the tremors passed, she leaned forward, forehead resting against his.

"Still hard," she breathed, almost impressed. "Good boy."

Akira had previously activated the Iron Glucose Recovery skill upon walking in, knowing it would take all the stamina he needs to purify and satisfy three succubi.

Satomi lifted off him slowly. His cock slid free with a wet pop, glistening with her cream, veins throbbing angrily.

Satomi turned to the younger succubi.

"Ayaka, clean him up with your mouth. Show your gratitude."

Ayaka crawled forward eagerly. She knelt between Akira’s thighs and took him straight to the back of her throat without hesitation.

The taste of Satomi’s juice around his length, mixed with his own precum was so sweet, musky and addictive. Ayaka moaned around him, tongue swirling to collect every drop.

Rina watched, her fingers still working her clit. "Can I...?"

Satomi nodded. "Join her. Lick his balls. Worship everything."

Rina dove in beside Ayaka. Her tongue lapped at Akira’s heavy sac, sucking one ball into her warm mouth, then the other. The dual assault had him groaning, hands fisting in their hair.

Satomi watched with dark satisfaction. "Look at them. So eager now that the danger has passed. They know who owns them."

Ayaka pulled off with a gasp, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his tip. "Master... please. Fuck me again. I want to feel you come inside me this time."

Satomi considered for a moment, then shook her head. "Not yet. Rina first. She still needs more stabilization."

She guided Rina onto her back on the carpet, spreading the younger girl’s legs wide.

"Legs over his shoulders," Satomi instructed. "Deep angle. He needs to hit that spot that makes you see stars."

Rina obeyed instantly, hooking her knees over Akira’s shoulders as he positioned himself between her thighs.

Satomi reached down, guiding his cock to Rina’s entrance. "Slow at first. Let her feel every inch claiming her again."

Akira pushed forward. The head parted Rina’s puffy lips, sliding in smoothly thanks to how wet she still was.

Rina’s eyes rolled back. "Oh fuck... Master, so deep already..."

He sank deeper, watching her face contort in a mix of pleasure and pain. When he bottomed out, his balls pressed against her ass, cock pressed firmly against her cervix.

"Hold still," Satomi ordered. She knelt beside them, her fingers finding Rina’s clit. "Now move. Long, deep strokes. Make her feel owned."

Akira pulled back almost to the tip, then thrust forward again slowly.

Rina keened. "Yes... yes... like that... hitting... ahh... so deep... my pussy’s yours..."

Satomi rubbed tight circles over Rina’s clit. "Feel him stretching you? Feel how thick he is? This cock saved your life tonight. Show it proper devotion."

Rina’s hips rocked up to meet each thrust. "I love it... love your cock, Akira-kun... please... fuck... fvxk me harder..."

Akira sped up his thrust, shifting the angle so the thick tip of his cock firmly rubbed her sensitive G-spot with each deep push. Wet, slick noises echoed loud in the room, her tight, wet walls pulling him in closer.

Akira leaned down, reaching to capture Rina’s stiff nipple between his fingers, pinching and rolling it hard while Satomi’s hand kept working her swollen clit in fast, slick circles.

Rina’s body shook hard. "I’m... gonna... gonna squirt again..."

"Do it," Akira growled low. "Squirt all over. Soak me with your hot cum."

Rina screamed raw.

Her tight pussy clenched like a fist around nothing. Clear, hot fluid gushed out in forceful jets, drenching her fingers, splashing his abs and thighs, and pooling sticky on the carpet below.

Akira took over rubbing her clit through the waves, drawing out every shudder until Rina sobbed from the intense overstimulation.

When her spasms finally slowed, Akira pulled his fingers free slowly. They glistened with her slick release.

Satomi licked her lips slow. "Ayaka. Your turn. Get on your hands and knees. Ass up high."

Ayaka quickly moved into position. She spread her knees wide apart; her back was deeply arched, and her wet pussy and firm ass were on full display.

Satomi guided Akira behind her. "Fuck her from behind. Hard. Make her feel totally owned."

Akira grabbed Ayaka’s curvy hips and slammed in without warning; his fat cock burying balls-deep in one rough thrust, stretching her slick walls wide.

Ayaka cried out sharp, nails scratching the carpet. "Master... fuck, yes... fill me up!"

Akira didn’t give her a moment to rest. He thrust into her deeply and roughly, each powerful stroke causing her full tits to bounce wildly and her soft ass to jiggle and ripple from the hard impacts.

Satomi knelt in front of Ayaka, lifting her chin gently. "Look at me while he rails you. Tell me who owns that dripping cunt."

"You do... Elder-sama... Master does... my pussy’s all his..."

Satomi smiled dark. "Good girl."

She pushed two fingers into Ayaka’s open mouth. Ayaka sucked hungry, swirling her wet tongue eagerly like she was deep-throating a cock.

Akira reached around Ayaka’s hip, finding her throbbing clit. He rubbed it in fast, rough circles while hammering into her from behind, his balls slapping wet against her soaked folds.

Ayaka’s muffled moans vibrated around Satomi’s fingers.

Satomi pulled her fingers free, trailing them down to pinch Ayaka’s nipples. "Come for him. Milk his cock. Show him how grateful you are."

Ayaka shattered almost instantly.

Her pussy spasmed wildly around Akira’s shaft, inner walls rippling in desperate waves. Crimson essence surged again... this time pure and controlled, flowing back into him willingly.

She squirted hard, soaking his thighs, the carpet, everything.

When she collapsed forward, trembling, Akira pulled out.

His cock throbbed angrily... still hard and leaking with veins standing out in stark relief.

Satomi looked at him with something close to respect. "You haven’t come once," she observed. "Impressive stamina."

She crawled forward on hands and knees until she was face-to-face with his glistening shaft.

"Let me taste them on you first."

Her tongue extended, lapping slowly from base to tip, collecting the mixed flavors of Ayaka and Rina.

"Mmm... sweet. Young and desperate." She took him into her mouth again, sucking deeply, throat working.

When she pulled off, she looked up at him through dark lashes. "Now fuck me again. This time, come inside me. Fill your elder succubus. Mark me as yours."

Akira didn’t need to be told twice.

He pushed her onto her back, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and drove back inside her in one hard thrust.

Satomi gasped, genuine surprise and pleasure flashing across her face.

"Yes... deep, like that..."

He fucked her with long, punishing strokes, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in.

Each thrust made her breasts bounce wildly. He captured one nipple between his teeth, biting down while his hips never stopped.

Satomi’s composure finally cracked completely.

"Fuck... harder... breed me! Fill me..."

Her pussy clenched around him in rhythmic pulses, trying to pull him deeper.

Akira felt the pressure building at the base of his spine... he knew it was inevitable after going how many rounds now. "I’m close," he warned in a rough voice.

Satomi locked her ankles behind his neck. "Do it. Come inside me. Give me everything."

He thrust once, twice, then buried himself to the hilt and came.

Thick ropes of cum erupted deep inside her, painting her walls, flooding her womb. Satomi’s pussy milked him greedily, drawing out every pulse.

She came with him, her own orgasm ripping through her, pink aura flaring bright before settling into calm, satisfied waves.

When the last shudder left them both, Akira collapsed forward, still buried inside her.

Satomi stroked his back gently, almost tenderly. "Well done," she murmured. "All three of us... stabilized. No rampage. No exposure."

Ayaka and Rina crawled closer, pressing soft kisses to his shoulders, his neck. "Thank you, Master," Ayaka whispered.

Rina nuzzled against his side. "I was so scared... but you saved me. Again."

Satomi eased him out slowly. A thick trickle of his cum leaked from her well-fucked pussy... white against pink folds.

She scooped some onto her fingers and brought them to her lips, tasting. "Delicious," she said. "Your essence is potent... pure and addictive."

She looked at all three of them: Akira, Ayaka, and Rina, sprawled on the carpet, spent but safe.

"Rest now," she said. "The wards will hold. No one can find us here tonight."

She stood gracefully, still naked, still dripping. "I’ll make tea. You three... stay exactly where you are. We’re not finished talking."

She walked toward the kitchen, hips swaying, leaving them in a warm, sated silence.

Akira looked at his two succubi... both were calm now, and their auras was steady. He pulled them closer, one under each arm. "You’re safe," he said quietly. "Both of you."

Ayaka pressed a kiss to his chest. "Because of you."

Rina curled tighter against his side. "Always."

The room smelled of sex, sweat, and something sweeter... safety. And for the first time in hours, Akira allowed himself to breathe.