Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill

Chapter 826: The Family Night [R-18]

Diana’s pale divine form moved gracefully toward the bed, her cold goddess exterior completely transformed in this moment. She understood what Vritra wanted, what he expected. The way he had looked at her, the commanding tone in his voice when he said "Lick it" – it awakened something primal within her.

The other wives watched with various expressions. Yasmine’s red lips curved into a knowing smile as she remained beneath Vritra, her body still pressed against his. Teresa glanced up from the treasures she was organizing, a slight blush crossing her features, but she made no move to leave. Vanessa emerged from the bathing chamber, her breasts full and heavy with milk, and paused at the doorway, taking in the scene before her with anticipation in her dark eyes.

Diana climbed onto the bed without hesitation, moving with the elegance that defined her as a goddess. She positioned herself between Vritra’s legs, her pale skin gleaming in the soft light. She was completely nude now, having shed her clothes somewhere between the b edroom entrance and the bed. Her dark eyes fixed on his hard length with an intensity that spoke of her desires.

Without waiting for further instruction, Diana leaned forward, her flowing dark hair cascading over her shoulders as she lowered her face toward his erection. Her movements were deliberate, almost ritualistic – a goddess paying homage to her god.

The moment her soft red lips made contact with the tip, she exhaled softly. A gentle sound escaped her throat, pure and melodic – "Meow~" – the only sound she would make tonight, as had become their understanding.

She began slowly, her tongue extending to trace the sensitive underside of his glans. Her technique had improved significantly since their first encounter. There was no hesitation now, only the confidence of a woman who knew exactly what her man desired.

"Mmmmm~" Yasmine moaned softly as she felt Vritra’s attention shift. His hand moved from her lower back up to her breast, cupping the soft swell of flesh. She had conceived nearly a month ago, and already her body was changing, preparing. Her breasts were fuller, her nipples more sensitive, constantly craving his touch.

Diana continued her work, taking more of his length into her mouth with each downward movement. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue working expertly around his shaft. The wet sounds of her efforts filled the room as she demonstrated her passion without words.

Vritra leaned back slightly, pulling Yasmine’s upper body closer. His mouth descended toward her breast, capturing her hardened pink nipple between his lips. He didn’t attempt to draw milk – she wasn’t yet producing – but instead sucked gently while his tongue caressed the sensitive bud. Yasmine’s back arched as pleasure coursed through her, her fingers gripping the sheets.

"Haa haa~" Yasmine’s breathing became rapid as Vritra continued his assault on her nipples, alternating between them. The sensation was heightened by her pregnancy, every touch sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Diana maintained her rhythm, working his cock with increasing intensity. Her hands gripped the base of his shaft, stroking in tandem with the movements of her mouth. She could taste the pre-cum leaking from his tip, and each drop only intensified her desire to please him completely.

The door to the bathing chamber opened wider, and Vanessa stepped fully into the bedroom. Her body was a sight to behold – her breasts were noticeably fuller, heavy with milk, her areolas darker and more prominent than before.

Their eyes met across the room, and without a word spoken between them, Vanessa understood what was about to happen. She moved to the bed with graceful movement, positioning herself beside Yasmine.

Vritra shifted his attention, releasing Yasmine’s breast with a soft pop sound. His hand extended toward Vanessa, pulling her closer. His lips found her breast almost immediately, seeking the source of her sweet milk.

The moment his mouth connected with her nipple, warm liquid began to flow. Vritra’s eyes closed as he tasted the rich, creamy substance – a flavor unique to each of his wives, influenced by their diet and their essence. Vanessa’s milk was sweet with an underlying warmth, like honey mixed with something celestial.

"Hnnnggg~" Vanessa gasped, her voice deeper than Yasmine’s, more primal. She had become accustomed to nursing both her child and her husband, and the sensation was always intensely pleasurable. Her hand moved to the back of Vritra’s head, pulling him closer as he suckled from her breast.

Vanessa’s milk flowed abundantly, and Vritra drank deeply, his tongue working around her nipple to encourage more flow. The sweet liquid warmed his throat as he swallowed, his body responding to the nourishment and the intimacy of the act.

Diana continued her blowjob, now moving faster, more urgently. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, sense that he was building toward his release. Her technique had become more sophisticated – she varied her speed, the pressure of her lips, the movement of her tongue around his shaft. She focused especially on his sensitive glans, flicking her tongue across the frenulum and circling the tip.

Yasmine’s hand moved to touch herself, her fingers finding her swollen clit and rubbing gently. The pleasure was building in her as well, watching her sister-wives in their devotion, feeling the anticipation of what was to come.

Vanessa’s breasts continued to produce milk as Vritra suckled, the sensation driving her toward the edge of pleasure. Her body tensed, and she bit her lip to contain her sounds, not wanting to distract from Diana’s efforts.

Diana’s efforts intensified further. She took more of him into her mouth, pushing slightly past her comfort zone, her throat adjusting to accommodate his length. The challenge was exquisite – balancing the control of her mouth with the pleasure of serving him this way.

Vritra’s body began to tense, the pleasure building from multiple sources – Diana’s expert mouth, Vanessa’s milk flowing into his throat, Yasmine’s sounds of pleasure beside him. The combination was overwhelming.

Diana sensed the change in his body. She knew what was coming. She prepared herself, relaxing her throat and positioning herself to take what he was about to give her.

With a final thrust of his hips, Vritra released directly into Diana’s mouth. Waves of thick, hot semen shot into her waiting throat. Diana swallowed reflexively, her throat working to consume every drop. There was no expression of disgust, no hesitation – only the eager consumption of her lord’s essence.

Diana continued to suck gently even after he finished, ensuring that no drop was wasted, her mouth moving along his shaft to collect every last bit. Only when she was completely satisfied that she had taken everything did she pull away, licking her lips with satisfaction.

"Meow~" she purred softly, a sound of contentment and completion.

As Diana moved to the side, settling her body onto the bed with a graceful recline, Vritra’s attention shifted entirely to the pleasuring of his wives. His cock remained fully erect, ready for what was to come.

He positioned himself between Diana’s legs, his hands gripping her waist as she lay back on the bed. Her pale body was a beautiful canvas, her dark eyes watching his every move with anticipation. Diana spread her legs wider, her pussy already glistening with her excitement.

Vritra thrust forward slowly, savoring the moment of entry. Diana’s walls wrapped around him perfectly, tight and welcoming. His hands gripped her hips firmly as he began to establish a rhythm, slow at first but gradually increasing in intensity.

"Meow~" Diana gasped, her only form of vocalization as pleasure coursed through her body. Her hands gripped the sheets, her body responding to each push with involuntary contractions.

The other wives watched with a mixture of anticipation and arousal. Yasmine’s hand continued to work between her legs.

Vanessa was adjusting her position on the bed, her heavy breasts swaying slightly with the movement of her body. Fiona, who had been quietly observing from the edge of the bed, now moved closer, unable to resist any longer.

As Vritra continued his assault on Diana, driving deeper with each movement, Fiona positioned herself beside him. She reached up and pulled his face toward hers, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues met and danced, Fiona’s lips soft and eager against his.

The kiss was intense and lengthy, their saliva mingling as Vritra continued to pound into Diana below. Fiona’s hands roamed across his chest and back, feeling the muscles flex and shift with his movements. The pleasure of the kiss combined with the physical exertion of sex was driving Vritra toward another climax.

Diana’s body tensed beneath him, her walls clenching and convulsing as she reached her own peak. "Meow~! Meow~!" she cried out, her body arching upward as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

The sensation of Diana’s climax pushed Vritra over the edge. He thrust deep inside her one final time, his cock pulsing as he released his seed directly into her womb. Diana felt the warmth flood into her, and another series of "Meow~" sounds escaped her lips as his cum triggered an extended orgasm.

After a moment, Vritra withdrew from Diana, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. Diana remained still on the bed, her chest heaving as she recovered from the intensity of their union.

Without hesitation, Vritra turned his attention to Fiona, who was waiting eagerly. She was already stretched out on the bed, her body positioned to receive him. Vritra positioned himself between her legs and entered her smoothly, her walls welcoming his invasion with contractions of pleasure.

Fiona gasped as he filled her, her back arching slightly.

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