NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide-Chapter 228: Chloe X Jenna -3(+18)

Yohan glanced over his shoulder at Chloe, his eyes locking onto hers with a predatory gleam. He didn’t slow his pace; if anything, he fucked Jenna harder, making the woman’s cries sharper, more desperate.

Jenna’s body shuddered violently as an orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy spasmed around Yohan’s cock, milking him with rhythmic contractions.

"I’m cumming! Oh god, Yohan, don’t stop!" she wailed, her head thrown back, sweat-slicked hair whipping across her shoulders. Juices squirted out around his shaft, soaking his thighs and the floor beneath them.

Yohan grunted, his grip tightening on her arms until bruises would surely have formed. He pulled out almost completely, only to slam back in, chasing his own release.

Chloe bit her lip, almost tasting blood, as she fought the urge to rub herself. Her hand was already over her cunt, and the air was thick with the scent of sex—musky sweat, Jenna’s tangy arousal, and the faint saltiness of pre-cum.

Finally, with a deep, guttural roar, Yohan buried himself to the hilt inside Jenna. His cock pulsed, flooding her pussy with hot spurts of cum. He held her there, grinding against her ass as he emptied himself, overflow trickling down her legs to mix with her own fluids.

Panting, he released her arms, and Jenna collapsed forward onto her hands and knees, chest heaving. Cum leaked from her stretched hole, a creamy white trail that made Chloe’s stomach twist in a confusing knot of revulsion and envy.

Yohan straightened up, his cock still semi-hard and glistening, and turned fully toward Chloe. His expression was unapologetic, almost challenging. "Your move, Chloe. Stay and see where this goes... or walk away from it all."

"I’m not going to let you do nasty things to us at the same time..." Chloe screamed defensively.

Jenna pushed herself up, eyes still hazy and body still trembling from all the pleasure.

Her eyes remained locked on his veiny cock, as she moved thoughtlessly towards it. She grabbed it by the shaft and covered the head with her mouth, imitating what she had seen Chloe so earlier.

’She’s trying to copy me’ Chloe thought, ’Not just that, she’s trying to out do me!’

Jenna looked up at Yohan with needy lustful eyes, sucking his dick like a mindless slut. She went lower to his balls lifting it with her tongue and sucking it, all while stroking his cock.

Yohan groaned and flinched, stroking her head as she went on, and every single movement from him only made her pussy want to get fucked again.

It was like the smell, the taste and feel of his cock was getting her high. Her heart began to beat faster as it got bigger in her grip.

The usual Jenna was gone, all that was left was a cock hungry bitch.

Chloe watched as Jenna worshipped Yohan, she could see the look of complete surrender in her eyes. She didn’t even care that there was someone else watching.

It was then Chloe understood that whatever she felt for Yohan, was nothing compared to what Jenna was feeling at the moment. That level of devotion and submission was difficult to achieve as a woman except you have completely fallen for the person.

Before today Chloe had never imagined being in Jenna’s position, but now she was actually considering it.

’Instead of running away, why don’t I try fighting for him just like she is doing...’ she thought.

Yohan’s cock was strong and hard once again, Jenna shot up and turned around, leaning against the lockers.

"Yohan, please put it," she held open both her ass cheeks, spreading her wet pussy apart. "I want it inside..."

Just as Yohan positioned himself at the entrance, Chloe yanked him away.

"No Yohan, fuck me instead..." she cried out, pressing her ass against his cock and using his hands to squeeze her breast.

"Chloe...?" Yohan mumbled,

"What? You don’t want to fuck me because of her?" She asked, gently stroking his neck and kissing him on the lips.

Yohan was trying to tease Chloe all this while but he never expected that it would have such an effective result.

Yohan’s surprise melted into a dark, satisfied smirk as Chloe’s lips crashed against his, her tongue darting out to tangle with his in a sloppy, desperate kiss.

The way she kissed him was even different now, it became more slutty and wet, giving him freedom to move his tongue in her mouth.

He could taste the faint metallic tang of blood from where she’d bitten her lip earlier, mixing with the heat of her breath.

His hands, guided by hers, clamped down on her tits, fingers digging into the soft flesh until she whimpered into his mouth. The squeeze made her nipples harden into tight peaks against his palms, and he twisted them roughly, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

Chloe ground her ass back against his cock, the slick length sliding between her cheeks, teasing her soaked pussy lips without entering. She was dripping now, her arousal coating his shaft as she rocked her hips, desperate to feel him claim her right there in front of Jenna.

The jealousy burned in her chest, fueling her movements— she wouldn’t let that devoted slut win without a fight.

Jenna, still on her knees, watched with wide eyes, her body flushed and trembling. Cum still leaked from her pussy, pooling on the floor beneath her, but the sight of Chloe stealing Yohan’s attention ignited a spark of rivalry in her hazy gaze.

She crawled forward, not willing to be sidelined, her hands reaching out to stroke Yohan’s thighs.

"Yohan... don’t forget me," she murmured, her voice thick with need, lips brushing against his leg as she nuzzled closer.

Yohan broke the kiss with Chloe, his breath ragged, and glanced down at Jenna’s pleading face. But Chloe wasn’t having it. She spun in his grasp, facing him now, her hands shoving at his chest to push him back against the lockers.

The metal clanged coldly behind him as she dropped to her knees, mimicking Jenna’s earlier desperation but with a fierce edge.

Her fingers wrapped around his cock, still slick with Jenna’s juices and his own cum, and she stroked it firmly, base to tip, feeling it throb under her touch.

Without hesitation, Chloe leaned in and took him into her mouth, her lips stretching around the thick head. She sucked hard, tongue swirling over the sensitive underside, tasting the salty mix of their combined fluids.

It was filthy, degrading in a way that made her clit ache with forbidden thrill. She bobbed her head, taking more of him with each pass, her cheeks hollowing as she worked to outdo Jenna’s performance.

Yohan groaned, his hand fisting in Chloe’s hair, guiding her rhythm as he thrust shallowly into her warm mouth. "Fuck, Chloe... didn’t think you had this in you," he rasped, his voice laced with approval and challenge.

His other hand reached down to Jenna, pulling her up by the arm so she pressed against his side. He captured her mouth in a bruising kiss, tongue fucking her while Chloe slurped noisily on his dick below.

Jenna moaned into the kiss, her body arching against him, one hand sliding down to finger her cum-filled pussy, dipping in and out to chase the lingering aftershocks.

But her eyes flicked to Chloe, a competitive glint flashing as she broke away from Yohan’s lips.

"She’s not the only one who can suck you like that," Jenna whispered, dropping to her knees beside Chloe.

Together, they shared his cock, Jenna licking along one side of the shaft while Chloe worked the head, their tongues occasionally brushing in a heated, accidental tangle that only amped up the tension.

Chloe’s heart pounded, a mix of revulsion and arousal surging through her as she felt Jenna’s presence so close. She pulled back just enough to glare at her rival, spit trailing from her lips to Yohan’s cock.

"Back off, He has always been mine." But even as she said it, she dove back in, sucking deeper, her throat relaxing to take him further until her nose pressed against his groin.

Yohan’s hips bucked, pleasure coiling tight in his gut from the dual assault. He tangled his fingers in both their hair, holding them in place as he fucked Chloe’s face with short, controlled thrusts.

"This feels great, having you both fighting for it," he growled, his dominance flaring as he watched them compete.

The girls didn’t seem to mind whatever he said at this point, more focused on out-doing the other.

Precum beaded on the tip when he pulled out briefly, and he smeared it across both their lips like a mark of ownership. "Show me who wants my cock more."

Jenna didn’t back down. She pushed Chloe aside gently but firmly, taking Yohan’s length into her mouth with a practiced ease, humming around him to send vibrations pulsing through his shaft.

Her hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently as she deepthroated him, gagging slightly but pushing through with slutty determination.

Chloe’s cheeks burned with frustration, but the sight only made her wetter. She stood abruptly, her body exposed and quivering. Then she pressed her tits against Yohan’s chest, nipples dragging over his skin as she kissed his neck to his nipples, biting down lightly.

"Fuck my pussy, Yohan. Fill me up like you did her... make me scream even louder." Her hand guided his to her dripping slit, fingers parting her folds so he could feel how ready she was, her clit swollen and begging for attention.

Yohan’s eyes darkened with lust, his cock twitching free from Jenna’s mouth as he spun Chloe around, bending her over the nearby bench.

He lined up behind her, the head of his dick nudging her entrance, teasing her with shallow dips that stretched her but didn’t satisfy.

"Beg for it, Chloe," Yohan demanded, his voice rough as he held her hips steady, denying her the full thrust she craved. "Tell me how bad you need this cock inside you."