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The Gamer Chapter 1669 – Maids and Metra [Erotic Content]
🕑 Added 2024-05-03 04:05:08 +0000 UTC
Having the advantage of proximity, Claire and Delicia struck first. The unequal duo turned their previous nuzzling against his sides into a lustful embrace. Huge and petite breasts squished against his chest. Fingers pressed into the ample behind of the vampire. The maids took turns, offering their lips to him. Sweet, they tasted, one of minty chocolate, the other had the kiss of a fruit bat.
“You love rubbing these heavenly soft things against me, don’t you?” John asked, getting a hand between his chest and that of Delicia. It took the entirety of his palm to weigh one of the enormous mounds.
“You do have some adequately nice pecs to grind on,” Delicia answered, then pressed her lips back on his. Muffled moans filled his mouth, while he played with her sensitive nipples.
Simultaneously, the rest of the room was in motion. Aclysia and Beatrice arrived behind John, giving him sensuous shoulder rubs. “Every muscle fibre a work of art,” the first maid swooned.
“Affirmative,” Beatrice agreed in a low purr.
Claire sank to the floor, eagerly positioning herself between her Master’s legs. “Finally, finally, finally, I get to do what I was made for again,” she whispered under her breath, then gave him a long, venerating lick. The vampire shivered and squealed, as if she had just tasted the essence of deliciousness. Which, to be fair, she sort of had. “Master’s precum, Master’s scent, Master’s cock, Master’s lust, Master – my Master, more, let me serve you more!”
Groaning into the kiss he shared with Delicia, John basked in the great pleasure of having his cock get swallowed up by the vampire maid. Her throat was a hot sleeve, vibrating with moans of zealous servitude and equally zealous words stuck in her vocal cords. A natural cocksucker, Claire went at a steady pace. Every up and down was a rhythmic struggle against her instinct to keep him deep inside her.
John spun Delicia around. The small woman squeaked in surprise, then in lust when he pinned her by her large tit against his chest. As his palm circled, she giggled. “You just need to grope me, do you?” she asked, tilting her head back so she could look up at him.
“Of course I do, you adorable brat,” he whispered to her. His other hand found its place between the plump thighs of the shortstack. Fingers curved into her drenched honeypot.
Delicia encouraged him to keep going. High-pitched cries accompanied the circling of her hips and the curving of her back. Both motions aimed at getting his fingers to do as much as they could. “Oh yes, right there! Ma-sssssthaa—aaa--aahhhhhrrrrr!”
Pinching a nipple while working her clit with the base of his thumb was ever the quick way to make the alchemist cum. The small woman quivered in his embrace, her cries forming an interrupted melody. All was underlined by the laughter of the false twins and the slurping sounds of Claire’s constant veneration of his manhood.
The sounds did not end there. An audible cry had John focus the attention of his eyes elsewhere. Hands continued to work Delicia’s sensitive areas with effortless precision as he witnessed the scene of Ehtra and Metra all over each other.
The sisters had taken to loving each other with ease. Their relation was one of origin, not of actual biological entanglement. They were quite literally just built different. Perhaps more importantly, they both were his sex slaves and so what he wanted to see went.
Metra was leading the kiss they shared. Hands roamed all over each other’s curves. With every passing second, they became more closely entwined. Eventually, they were tribbing, rubbing their cunts against the other’s sex and thighs. It was a delectable combination of brown flesh.
‘I did bring them closer together than ever,’ the Gamer thought, basking in the feminine sounds that flowed from these ancient warriors’ lips.
Momo sat next to them, biting her bright pink lips with eager anticipation. The white-eyed woman did not touch herself, however. She was waiting for a partner or an order. John decided to bless her with both.
“Enough of the foreplay,” he announced, initiating the reluctant parting of Claire from his cock.
“Just fifty more minutes?” the vampire maid pleaded, while making her own face the resting place for his cock. She had worked out long ago just how much John loved the sight of his manhood lying across a woman’s gorgeous features like that. The way she stained herself with the mixture of precum and saliva only added to it. “Fifty more hours?”
“We don’t have that kind of time at the moment.” John wiggled his way out of the four-way embrace and made his way over to where Momo was resting. The Couch shifted drastically as he approached. The regular layout of a sofa was replaced by a flat bed, on which Momo laid with open arms. “Not even going to be coy about it?”
Momo’s cheeks were red with embarrassment as she averted her gaze. “Perv,” she muttered, “can I not want my Master to just love me?”
“I do love you.” John brushed through the blunt bangs that covered her forehead. The fairy maid focused her gaze back on him, her eyes soft and adoring. ‘Simple is best sometimes,’ he elected and aligned his cock with her entrance. Her labia were swollen by her intense desire. Her hot tunnel greeted him wet and tight.
“Slow,” Momo requested.
Slow was what she got. John took his time sinking into her. Clenching walls massaged him as he filled up her lithe body. Kisses up and down her neck kept her sighing in delight. Down to her collarbone and to her flat chest, he went, soon catching the light pink crowns that rose so barely and yet intensely from the paper white of her chest.
“You were right, I do like them small,” John mumbled and motorboated what little squish there was.
Momo groaned, trying to mask her amusement with frustration. “You absolute idiot…”
“Your absolute idiot,” John whispered back to her and went for her lips.
The fairy maid melted under the kiss. Thick thighs hugged his waist, the embrace pulling him deeper into her. They shared a moment of gasping delight when he filled her out with all he had to give. For a few moments, they remained as they were, then Momo loosened the grip of her legs enough that John could move.
It was a sensuous experience. John kept his thrusts at a moderate speed and harshness. Each plunge had the white-haired woman cry into his mouth. Her hands explored the layout of his back, as if she wasn’t intimately familiar with it already. John did the same for her back and every centimetre of her smooth, pale skin.
“You’re like a dream carved out of warmth and fresh snow,” the Gamer complimented her.
That got Momo good. Previously she had been flushed from mild shyness and lust, now she was visibly turning red from overbearing delight. “Right, that’s why I love you,” she said, her voice almost plain and neutral for a moment. “Master, I love you,” she added, now sounding every bit the woman completely fallen for him that she was.
Their lovemaking ramped up from there. Momo gyrated her hips under him, while his thrusts accelerated. They were racing together towards a shared finish line. The maid struggled to keep her ecstasy at bay, while he glided in and out of her. She was even more sensitive than usual. Nothing, absolutely nothing, got John’s women going more than emotional intimacy.
They shared a singular orgasm. It was little by John’s standards, but quality was a quantity all of its own. When the climax came, it did not come suddenly. It came at the end of a gradual, gorgeous build up.
John broke the kiss to behold Momo at the final moment. His cock tensed in her depths. Seed filled her and the dam broke. Gushing and squirting, she made a mess of where they were connected. She writhed under him, her fingers brushing erratically through his hair. His own vision was half forked lightning, half the view of Momo’s blank-faced expression of pure delight. Agape lips, half-lidded eyes with dilated pupils, and nostrils flared to move the air that left her in little coos and purrs.
“More later,” he promised her. “Feel free to pleasure yourself as you watch the rest.”
Momo let him depart after kissing him on the nose. The fairy maid got comfortable on her side and followed as John steered himself towards the intertwined Metracanas.
The duo received him with barely a hitch in their mutual masturbation. John mingled with them, wrestled with their tongues, and found himself inside one of them after only a few seconds of blind aligning. “Master…” Judging by the dreamy sigh as he penetrated deeper, he was inside Ehtra.
The hunch was proven correct as the full sheathing of his cock inside her shifted the demands of the position. Ehtra ended up on her back, the First of Wrath seated on her face, while John held onto one of her chocolate thighs for leverage as he pumped in and out of her tight slit.
“Ah, Master!” The cry interrupted the busy work of her tongue for a mere moment. Swiftly, Ehtra returned to it, licking Metra’s outer folds with dutiful enthusiasm. Breasts quaked with every impact, the enormous mounds possessing ample mass to sway back and forth. Like rippling ponds, they were, reflecting every thrust with short delay.
John clawed into her thigh and kept on pounding. It wasn’t long before Ehtra’s cunt clenched down on him. The grip was so intense that John barely managed to pull out. Cunt agape from his removed girth, Ehtra twitched, the orgasmic intensity tingling up and down her curvaceous form. A few weeks had elapsed since she had first tasted this pleasure and she was mostly used to it by now.
An orgasm was still an orgasm, however, and the Gamer knew how to drive his women crazy even without the benefit of them being overwhelmed by his stacked bonuses. While Ehtra writhed and Metra kept riding the face of her sister, John put his hand around Aclysia’s waist.
Aclysia and Claire had followed him, of course they had. Guiding the first maid onto all fours, John positioned her on top of Ehtra. Knowing what her Master wanted to see, Aclysia sucked on Ehtra’s erect nipples. The usually so sour woman moaned like a wanton slut at that kiss of her sensitive breast. Swaying her hips, meanwhile, the straight-haired dragon maid enticed her beloved with her wide and round hips.
Her skin practically glistened from the daily care she put in herself. No hairs, no impurities, not a speck of dust, just smooth skin pulled taut over the curves of her fat ass. John rubbed the tip of his cock against the lips that sat bright pink and wet between her thick thighs. Swollen mons parted eagerly for him.
Claire decided to take this time to engage Momo. The fairy maid had been rubbing her clit in slow circles, until the vampire maid engaged. “May I taste Master’s seed from your insides?” she purred, already kissing her way up Momo’s meaty legs. “May I taste your delicious honey on my tongue? May I taste your delight on my lips?”
“You may,” Momo sighed, then moaned when Claire’s tongue ventured into her cunt.
Aclysia rocked her body back and forth. Every thrust of his, she met halfway. Her bubble butt rippled. John was completely enticed by the sight. Two spheres of perfect symmetry, cushioning their every meeting. Hips smacked against juicy, pliable flesh.
John knew exactly why this was his favourite part of the female physique. The sensation of impact was unlike anything else. The clapping sound and the moan that accompanied whenever he sunk to the hilt into her was pure heaven. A little smack on the left cheek had Aclysia cry, “Master!” like she always did when spanked. He grabbed the right and felt her ass go through the gradient change of every motion, from a fully relaxed mass of hot putty to a squishy layer stretched over firm muscles.
Throwing her head back, Aclysia howled as her first orgasm shook through her. Eyelids fluttered and she struggled to remain on top of Ehtra without collapsing. Swiftly, John pulled out and helped the second of his harem to roll onto her back. While easing himself back into Ehtra, he found Aclysia’s pale pink lips. She pulled his head down further, greedily surrendering to his tongue.
John was in a four-way heaven. His cock was hammering into Ehtra, one hand finding the chest of the same and squeezing the sensitive mountains of angelic flesh, while he was making out with and fingering Aclysia. In the corner of his hazy vision, he saw Metra’s gorgeous midriff, tensing and relaxing while she was licked over the edge by the newest addition to the harem under her. The blonde babe’s moans mingled with the ecstatic exclamations of the other four women in the room. Beatrice, Claire, Delicia and Momo were all engaged with one another, assuring they were all wet and ready for him.
Switching back and forth between Aclysia and Ehtra, John worked them from one orgasm to the next, before finally reaching his own limit. Straddling Ehtra’s midriff, he squished together her tits and rocked back and forth in her cleavage until his balls tightened.
Cum surged from the tip, getting caught by the mouth of the first maid. Aclysia pressed her face into Ehtra’s cleavage in her effort to catch all of their Master’s released seed. A successful effort. Lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, while the squishy heat of breasts continued to envelop John’s dick for the entirety of its releasing quivers.
Aclysia raised her head, to present the load to John. “Share,” he ordered her. Obediently, she closed up and nodded. “How about we join the others, hm?” he then asked Metra.
“Whatever you want, Master,” she purred and took his hand. Before he turned away, John caught Aclysia kissing Ehtra, to deliver her her share of the bounty.
John and Metra made their way over to where Beatrice and Delicia were entangled with each other. “Alright, line up,” he told them.
“Always the ass man,” Delicia pointed out.
“You got a problem with that?”
“Nah, I’m blessed in all departments.” Cackling, Delicia joined the formation on the Couch. She got the centre spot, Beatrice to her left and Metra to her right.
Blessed she was indeed. The short woman was stacked top and bottom. Her ass almost rivalled that of Beatrice and that was on a much smaller frame. Smirking over her shoulder, the alchemist bounced her bottom. The clap of her asscheeks certainly alerted John’s erection. Beatrice, her passive expression compromised by her wanton desires, swayed her hips in a hypnotic rhythm.
Metra’s ass was almost small compared to those pale displays of overabundant femininity. In actuality, the toned butt of the wolf girl was of a perfectly moderate size. Yes, for a woman her size, her hips were narrower than most, due to her warrior build, but she was not lacking in John’s favoured department.
John spent some time playing with all three butts on offer. Beatrice’s ass was identical to that of Aclysia, in all of its fantastic aspects. Delicia’s ass was even squishier than that, the alchemist never having been the toned type, yet the entirety of the display was nice and firm. Metra’s ass was taut and sculpted, yet still soft where it needed to be. Kneading and spanking all three was plainly fantastic.
Once he had his fill, John sat down between Beatrice and Delicia. He pulled the latter into his lap, facing away from him, and guided her just long enough that she could impale herself on his erect manhood. Beatrice and Metra he pulled to his sides. Their athletic forms curved against him. “Fuck yes,” Metra moaned and leaned up to kiss him, while his hand found her soaked nethers.
On the other side, Beatrice moaned loudly when she found a silver vibrator pressing against her cunt. The arcane object shaped itself to the outline of her exposed button and kept pressing up against it even as she writhed. ‘I’ll get a lot of mileage out of that Companion Cube Perk,’ the Gamer thought. ‘A hovering, shapeshifting sex toy is quite convenient.’
“Maaa-aaaahhhsssssteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!” Beatrice shouted, the powerful vibrations bringing her to a swift and powerful orgasm. As an extension of John, the Companion Cube did actually benefit from his pleasure amplifiers and considering the sheer output of that buzzing…
John toned down the intensity by two degrees. He preferred it when his cock was the tool responsible for the most orgasms, even when vibrators would have allowed for more frequent ones. The reaction to the decreased buzzing was a relieved sigh, immediately followed by the post-orgasmic moans. Then, there was another relieved sigh as John turned the attention of his hands and his kiss over to the other side. Metra was brought to orgasm by the flying sex toy next.
Delicia, all this time, had bounced on his cock like the good girl she was. Withholding the worst of her bratty tendencies, she focused instead on their mutual pleasure and being a well lubricated part of this orgy. And well-lubricated she had to be, considering how tight the tunnel of the small woman gripped him.
“Soooo biiiiiiig,” Delicia swooned and plunged down. She kept him sheathed inside herself, rolling her hips instead, and bit her lower lips when that pleasurable friction tingled up her spine. John did not need to keep mental track of her feelings to know what was happening. He was deeply familiar with her and all other women in his harem. That was why he knew when to cop a feel of her tits and when to let his fingers glide over her flat midriff or when to squish her thighs. Every action set her nerves ablaze and put her mind at ease that, even with all else going on, he was still paying attention to her.
Repeated orgasms made Delicia’s motions sluggish. Any normal woman would not have been able to move through the overlapping spasms at all. Any normal man would have cum already from her constant bouncing. In the end, John was more of a sexual superhuman than Delicia was.
Plunging down one last time, Delicia let out a cry, half giggle and half shout. Cock scraping over all her sensitive spots on the descent, she came one last time. She came with such intensity that her pussy juice squirted over the edge of the table. The experience left her breathless and incapable of deliberate motion. John had to lift her off his cock and put her down a metre away. “Claire, we got a spot now,” he informed the vampire maid.
Claire immediately pulled away from Momo’s cunt. “I was so enticed, I almost did not notice!” she exclaimed, much to John’s delight.
“Good to see you’re almost as driven to serve the others as you are me,” he commented on Momo’s state. The fairy maid had been coherent when he left her, now she was as much of a twitching mess as Ehtra.
“Of course, Master, I am yours and they are ours, after all,” Claire answered with a flirty wink.
John plopped back down between Beatrice and Metra. “How about you worship my manhood, while Claire rides me?” he suggested to the wolf woman.
“That sounds hot,” Metra readily agreed and got on the floor.
“How would you like me, Master?” Claire asked impatiently, barely capable of keeping herself from straddling him before she got her answer. “This way, that way?” she turned to present him with petite breasts and her fat ass. Fat assed maids with plump thighs really were John’s type. Well, one of them, anyway.
“That way,” John answered and gestured at Claire’s derriere.
The vampire hopped on top of him with no further delay. Round ass facing him, she straddled his reclined form. Metra aligned their sexes and licked up his cock while it vanished into Claire’s drenched slit. “Master’s cock, Master’s cock inside again, yes, yes, yesyes,yesssssssss!” Claire’s crazy babbling only added to the enjoyment. “So hot, so hard, so thiiiiiick…”
“So full,” Metra muttered when she turned her attention to his sack, as heavy now as it was at the start of all of this.
“So wonderful,” Beatrice swooned, the full attention of his hands and kisses now turned to her.
Claire’s riding was traditional for a long while. As simple as it was pleasurable, she let her hips rise and fall. The maid-worthy ass of the vampire kept on smacking against his groin, rippling from the intensity with which she wanted to have him back inside her. The short-haired maid alternated between those motions and gyrations of her wide hips.
John decided to experiment.
“Huh?!” Claire let out a surprised, ecstatic sound when the reshaped Companion Cube attached itself to her clit. “Master… the essence of Master’s magic is touching me!” The exclamation was based purely on psychology in her case. It did make John wonder what would happen if he did the same to a magically sensitive woman like Nia or Lorelei.
Questions for later.
The buzzing of the arcane sex toy joined the lewd sounds in the room. It moved effortlessly alongside every one of Claire’s bounces, staying attached to her clit with each deep penetration. It took no time at all for the vampire maid to graduate from coherency to crazy obsessive noises of pure ecstasy.
It worked a little too well. Claire accelerated in her bounces until repeated, gushing orgasms suddenly made her legs give in. Too close to stop there, John grabbed her by her thin waist and pistoned up into her. Gushes became repeated squirts when he came inside her.
Claire screamed with the last her lungs had to give, while his seed pumped into her depths. Her smooth back pressed against his chest. The upper back, that was, the lower back curved away from him, while the spasms did with her whatever they wanted.
“That leaves me with you two,” John hummed once he had moved the vampire aside. It was not quite a true statement. Considering what he could do, this orgy had been rather tame and the state the other girls were in reflected that. Ehtra and Momo were the most out of it and even they were capable of slightly jittery motions.
It was true in spirit though.
“Statement: we do not have much time left,” Beatrice informed him.
John hummed in acknowledgement. “I was thinking a traditional threesome pose anyhow.”
Thirty seconds later, Beatrice laid on top of Metra. Chest to chest, pussy to pussy, the two made for a delicious meal, all for John to enjoy. The two of them were making out, an engagement that muffled the sound of Metra’s moans when he pushed into her.
Each of his haremettes had differences, small and large, in how they felt around his cock. Between the maids in the room, the differences were on the lesser side. All of them had the standard human insides, which was to say that they were all delightful.
Metra was the tighter of the two. Her toned physique just led to that outcome. Beatrice was a little looser, but that did not work to her detriment. It was just different. Both of them gripped his cock nice and snug.
Alternating back and forth, John fucked them at a rapid speed. As Beatrice had stated, the others would soon come home and then they had things to discuss.
The final stretch was a monotonous in and out. Monotonous and pleasurable, as pounding his women always was. After seven minutes of alternating back and forth between them, John came. The first couple of spurts, he left inside Beatrice, then he quickly shifted to Metra to fill her up as well. The duo was left panting and flushed. Cum oozed from their well-fucked holes.
Just as John liked them.
Comments
Banric
what a beautiful Momoment, also curious why he didn’t use master stud(?) at the end there
