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Chapter 843: Chapter 843
Fuck... that was close. I almost came right then and there without even getting to the others. Those whispers of hers had brought me right to the brink. Man, Tessa was a dangerous one. And I loved her for it. Though deep down I had the feeling that if she and Penelope ever ended up in the same room, they would either get along frighteningly well... or try to kill each other. Hard to tell which.
Kim stepped forward. My cock slipped free of her with a wet sound and bobbed heavily in the air, still throbbing and shiny. She immediately dropped to her knees in front of me, wrapped one hand around the base, and took me into her mouth.
She started slow, soft, wet suction on the head while her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside. Then she took more of me, bobbing her head in steady strokes, cheeks hollowing as she sucked. Every now and then she would pull off just enough to lick a long stripe up the shaft before sinking back down again, her saliva making everything slick and messy. The soft, wet sounds of her mouth working my cock filled the quiet balcony.
After a while she pulled off with a soft pop, looked up at me, and smiled.
Eleanor chose that moment to gently push Esme forward from behind. The too-tight maid uniform clung to Esme’s softer curves even more noticeably under the outdoor lights, the fabric stretched across her full tits and the gentle swell of her belly and hips, the short skirt riding up just enough to show the tops of her stockings. She looked incredibly sexy and completely embarrassed at the same time.
Kim glanced over, still on her knees, and let out a soft laugh.
"Alright," Kim said, standing up and stepping aside. "If anyone needs a good distraction right now, it’s Esme. Make way for this cutie, pretty please."
Esme walked forward shyly until she was standing right in front of me. She kept her eyes down at first, then slowly lifted them to meet mine. Her cheeks were already pink.
I took a step closer and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
Seeing her like this made me remember what Mana had said. I was killed by Cora? Seriously? She killed me out of jealousy? Fuck, what a mess that had been. And then Silk... used her powers to revive me? Or rather, rewind time?
Not the time to think about that.
I reached down, hooked my hands under Esme’s thighs, and lifted her clean off the ground. She let out a small surprised sound and instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist, her soft tits pressing against my chest through the tight maid uniform. Her arms came up around my neck for balance.
Eleanor stepped in close, reached down between us, and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She gave the head a slow lick, then spat on it and stroked the saliva down the shaft until I was fully slick. With one more glance up at Esme, she guided the thick head to the girl’s entrance and slowly pushed me inside.
"Ooh..." Eleanor murmured as she watched me sink into her. "So tight... even I can feel how much she’s gripping you."
I groaned at the intense heat and pressure. Esme was incredibly tight, her walls fluttering around me as I pushed deeper until I was buried to the hilt. She linked her hands more firmly behind my head and hugged me tighter, face buried against the side of my neck, soft breathless sounds already leaving her lips.
Eleanor gave Esme’s ass a light, playful smack before straightening up with a small smile, clearly satisfied with her work.
I started moving, short, careful thrusts at first, letting Esme adjust to the size and the position. Every upward stroke made her soft body bounce lightly against me. Her tits pressed and shifted against my chest with every movement. The tight, silky heat of her pussy was almost overwhelming.
"Fuck... you feel so good, Esme," I muttered against her hair, still holding her up and fucking into her with steady strokes. "So warm and tight... taking me so well like this..."
Esme only hugged me tighter, soft moans muffled against my neck as I continued lifting her and dropping her onto my cock, the other girls watching quietly from around us.
Eleanor stepped in behind Esme and reached around, cupping both of her soft tits through the tight maid uniform. She held them firmly, squeezing and lifting them in time with my movements as I continued lifting Esme up and down on my cock.
Esme let out a quiet, breathless little chuckle against my neck. "That’s right... up and down... up and down..."
I groaned at the tight, wet heat of her pussy and the way her soft body bounced against me with every thrust. Esme hugged me even tighter, arms locked around my neck, face buried against my shoulder.
"Don’t drop her, cowboy." Tessa walked up behind me and... ugh, without any warning, gave my ass a sharp slap.
"Hey," I chuckled, still fucking up into Esme. "Stop."
"Uh-uh." Tessa smirked, giving me another light smack for good measure. "Move those hips, Evan. Just like Eleanor said... up and down, up and down, up and down."
"Oh, you..."
I kept the rhythm going, lifting Esme and letting her sink back down onto my cock in steady strokes. Eleanor stayed right behind her, now properly groping and rubbing Esme’s soft tits through the stretched fabric of the uniform. At one point she pinched a little extra softness at Esme’s side and chuckled.
"My god, you have such a cute body," Eleanor murmured. "So soft and squishy..."
Esme moaned in response, the sound muffled against my shoulder. Her walls fluttered tighter around me every time Eleanor squeezed her tits or I thrust particularly deep.
Around us the other girls had formed a loose half-circle, watching with open interest.