Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 958: Cucking A Lord - Part 2(18+)

Straddling the hero’s dick, Kledia devoured it slowly. Inch by inch, her body invited it deeper, gliding down with ease thanks to her saliva already coating his penis along with the wetness of her leaking insides. Sitting at the base of his cock, Kledia let out a gasp as her legs began to tremble. Dejected, her gaze went, and the very next moment her body fell face forward, and her asscheeks trembled with a quiver while she squirted all over him.

"Aughh~..." Panting heavily for the penetration alone had her quivering with a tremble, Kledia flipped on her side and looked to the ceiling, dazed in the afterglow.

Seeing her defeated so easily, the sisters glanced at each other. While one’s lips trembled with anxiety, the other faintly smirked before moving over to claim the now freed penis. Pressing her lips to its tip, Valeria pulled Jeanne by her arm for her to join her. Only by doing would her angst ease, after all.

Following her sister’s lead, Jeanne pressed her lips against Raven’s tip. Their tongues touched for a moment as they wrapped around his girth, tasting his sweat, his odor on each other before pulling away and guiding their tongues elsewhere. Lowering herself to the hero’s balls, Valeria pressed her nose against his sack and began kissing what lay right under her nose. A throbbing she could feel through Raven’s balls, pulsing against her. All the while, her sister trepidantly licked the precum off the tip and was in the process of cleaning the mess left behind by Kledia.

Enraged and frustrated, Haurum watched from a corner for as long as he could before looking away. And yet the pain in his groin grew; for however useless his cock may have been, it was pressing against the magical chastity and even squeezing around his balls, making them suffer through a hell of pain. Gritting his teeth, he tried not to think about what was going on right behind him, but...

"Aughh~ Aughh~ MHNMM!" The wet, sloppy sounds of blowjobs echoed in his ears, making his attempts to ignore the sounds much harder.

"So warm..." Jeanne whimpers, her voice drunk on the smell of Raven’s cock.

’I’m gonna kill them all!!’ Having never heard such enthusiasm from the girls while he was their forced partner, Haurum could feel his heart burning with hatred and yet his arousal and the pain from the chastity triumphed over his anger–making him roll on the ground from the hurt.

Ignoring the fat lord, the sisters admired Raven’s body with their hands, their tongues, and at last it was time for them to invite him to their deepest core. The first to go was Valeria as her excitement was leaking over the bedsheets in a thick coat of her viscous juices. Holding Raven’s dick upright for her sister, Jeanna watched with bated breath as Valeria lowered herself slowly.

Just the tip stretched her pussy like never before, making her jump up for a moment before gathering her courage again to lower her body down Raven’s length. Her arms twisted and turned close to her chest, and seeing her struggling, Jeanne swallowed her nervousness and moved her hand to her sister’s hips to anchor her properly.

"S-slowly, I’ll help you down, sis..."

"Y-yeah..." Helping each other, Valeria was lowered further and further down Raven’s throbbing shaft. Every pulse made her insides tighten, and in response her body shivered as if it had been hit by a cold gust of wind.

Slowly getting used to the filling sensation deep within her flesh bumps, Valeria looked at the hero’s face–her tongue lulled out like a dog. Moving with the help of her sister, she danced her waist back and forth, and with every inch she devoured and stirred within, the more she leaked, quivered, and moaned.

The wet sloshing sounds of her pussy being stirred like a pot quickly filled the room, so much so that even Jeanne, who’d seen her sister naked countless times, felt her head burning with a visible glow. The way her pussy lips squeezed around the hero’s shaft, the way her hips moved and danced over his hips, she had never seen a man filling her up so throughout–making her question whether she could take it in herself?

Glancing back at Haurum while Valeria finally began to bounce on the hero’s dick, Jeanne’s gaze shifted to the lord’s crotch and the memory of his pathetic dick. He was the man that had taken their virginity, deflowered them while not even keeping his side of the deal–which was the betterment of the kingdom.

With a foul expression, she cursed his name and cursed for the first time that she had ever cursed.

"We should’ve snipped your balls while you were sleeping as we planned, you filthy fat fuck!" Even though he wasn’t looking at the bed, Haurum instantly knew who Jeanne was talking about. Forcing him to turn and look at her, to which she further added insult to injury. "Once we’re done here, I’m gonna look into what else you’ve done. Be glad if you get to keep your dick, much less your fortune, you fraud lord."

Waving a slap that reached over to his face with a pale ghostly hand, Jeanne slapped Haurum’s face back in the direction he was staring in. All the while, she looked to her sister, her once overtightened pussy, now gliding down a slick shaft with gushing white precum leaking from within. Heaving a sigh, she moved her lips closer, questioning whether she should even dare. But to her surprise, her body moved on its own, and before she knew it, her tongue was following her sister’s pussy as it bounced up and down to devour all of that manly juice before it dribbled down the hero’s balls.

Arching her back to the overpowering sensation, swelling deep within her groin, Valeria bit her lower lip hard, and with her hands planted on Raven’s thighs, she felt her orgasm coming in mere seconds. Stretching her body even more, she had his shaft bent with the contour of her stomach, putting pressure on her outer walls–the very spot that, the very next second, made her squirt and release the hero’s cock with a pop.

"F-ughhFUCKK~ AHHH~!!" Falling back on the bed–her legs thrown across Raven’s thighs-Valeria showered both Raven and her sister with the fountain of her juices. "That...was."

Swallowing hard in the afterglow, her hand reached for Jeanne’s ass as she whimpered.

"G-go ahead, before I go for another round..."

"Y-yes..." Looking at the content look on Raven’s face, Jeanne gathered her courage and crawled on top of him. Sitting bare with her ass resting on his body, she looked him in the eye and begged. "H-how about I lie down instead?"

Too conservative a person, she wanted to have her first with the hero in missionary. Seeing no problems with it, the Hero agreed–but while she would be under him, missionary wasn’t exactly what Raven had in mind...