Case 97: Thus born an unlikely friendship between the two love interests. (R-18)

''Heh... heheh...''

Still connected to Rachael under the thin dress, Cecilia already bared her lust for Penelope and Kiara's love. Yet, Rachael's grip on her waist remained firm, and even after ejaculating once, she was still eager for more.

It was a bit troublesome, truthfully.

''Mhm... everybody should have their turns... equally, you know?'' Cecilia muttered.

Fortunately, she knew just the perfect way to temporarily stun this vampire princess. Now, with a somewhat abundant energy reserve, her injuries would heal in no time, so in a bold move, Cecilia decisively bit on her lip, letting blood ooze from the wound.

Then, she leaned down, forcibly sealing Rachael's lips with her own.

''Mhm...!''

The princess moaned in pure bliss as the red liquid, like holy nectar, wet her tongue and slid down her throat. It must have felt electrifyingly good—enough to make her member throb back to life inside Cecilia's cavity.

However, it was now somebody else's turn.

''Stay still, darling. I'll get back to you, okay?'' Cecilia softly whispered, licking her healed wound seductively.

After that, removing herself from Rachael felt much easier as the imperial princess, panting, eyes hazy, seemed hardly intelligent anymore. Let her drown in that flavor for a bit, and in the meanwhile...

''Ah, but... which one of you wants to enter next?'' Cecilia mused, stripping herself completely naked.

She glanced at Penelop and Kiara's swelling rods greedily, eyes narrowing. She couldn't tell which one was more appetizing. After all, she wanted both of them.

'''' ... ''''

So, it ultimately came down to those two to decide for themselves.

Penelope and Kiara stared at one another, an unexpected silence brewing. Their relationship wasn't exactly wonderful, but they certainly didn't hate one another... that much. At least, that was the case for Penelope. The royal princess practically held no hostility to either of Cecilia's other lovers.

''Shouldn't you guys hurry up...? At this rate, I'm going to really get pregnant with Rachael's children first, you know~?'' Cecilia teased, lying flat on her bed with her legs parted.

''Ugh...''

At some point, it became too much to endure.

Penelope, who felt like she would crumble under her own sexual drive, spoke first, ''Your Highness, I'll use her lower mouth. You can have her upper one.''

''A-Ah, okay...''

So, it was decided.

Penelope briskly walked up to a gleeful Cecilia, slapping her painfully erect member between the blue-haired woman's legs with vehemence.  The beautifully shaped cavity below was still throbbing, softly gushing someone's overflowing essence out.

''Phew...''

The heiress of Bourbon felt a slight resistance. Even a pervert like her had pride. Was she such a loser noble who enjoyed sloppy seconds? Was sticking her precious thing into someone else's semen not deranged?

''Ahn~!''

The answer was—she couldn't care less.

Cecilia was still heavenly hot, and doing her still felt like going to heaven. Penelope henceforth realized what truly mattered to her. So, she happily pushed her rod into Cecilia's vagina.

Unsurprisingly, it went in smoothly, and Penelope finally had a taste of this pleasure after so long. The sensation that prickled her brain, rendering her stupid... it was Penelope's favorite.

As she spread Cecilia's legs further and began to move her hips, Kiara clumsily climbed onto the bed. The royal princess was nervous at first, but just as she got close to Cecilia, her mind was internally impressed by how lewdly the woman's chest bounced, and she was warmly greeted.

''Ah...?!''

Out of nowhere, Cecilia yearned toward Kiara and sucked on her dangling sacks below.

'N-No way...!'

The act of licking genitals was already considered extremely lewd in Kiara's slightly innocent mind, but this... this was on a whole other level. As the princess felt Cecilia's soft and fragrant lips squeezing on her sacks, where she had never touched before, a new sort of pleasure surged in her.

More than that, the sheer sense of conquer was palpable. To think that the graceful Cecilia, the beautiful and noble Cecilia... now sucking greedily on her like this...

Kiara's shaft throbbed lovingly, resting diagonally across Cecilia's face, covering one of her eyes.

''Holy shit...''

Already drowned in the atmosphere, with the word 'threesome' finally sinking into her head, Penelope was once again filled with excitement as she saw Cecilia like this. It was so unapologetically obscene—a woman so sluttily carrying herself while being pounded—just what she had longed for.

Unable to hold it longer, Penelope tightly hugged Cecilia's full, smooth thighs as she leaned down and heartily chomped on her nipple. She increased the intensity with which she plowed her lover, and the vivid vibration somewhat startled Kiara.

''Wow...''

Cecilia's moans were muffled by her sacks. Feeling somewhat absurd, Kiara decided to grab Cecilia's remaining breast with her hand, enjoying the soft, abundant flesh oozing through the gaps of her fingers.

And, Cecilia, whose body was absolutely violated, could barely keep her consciousness intact.

Penelope plowed her cervix mercilessly, nailing her to the zenith of pleasure and forcing her waist to squirm constantly. Meanwhile, Kiara's powerful scent dominated her mind, turning her brain into a mess.

But soon enough, she felt Penelope tightly hugging her, the foreign shaft inside her pulsing, pumping out hot seed into her stomach.

'Heavenly...'

It was surprising that she could even remember that word at this point.

''...Lady Bourbon.''

Penelope was also a woman with dignity(?), ''I know,'' She replied, getting up slowly after leaving a bite mark on Cecilia's pinkish areola and filling her to the brim.

They switched positions.

''Cecilia...''

''Put it in, Kiara...''

Admittedly, it took a bit to get Cecilia to stop being obsessed with Kiara's sacks, but now, the princess could finally relieve herself. Unceremoniously, she pushed her shaft in, unsure of what to make of it.

And Cecilia's cavity... was indeed much more 'creamier' than usual, having been coated thoroughly with Rachael and Penelope's semen. She felt ridiculous just coming up with that thought.

But it didn't really matter.

Cecilia's mouth was, again, being bullied by the pervert Penelope, her cheeks stuffed with the woman's genitals.

''Enjoying your favorite juices?'' Penelope chuckled, her eyes ridden with madness as she held Cecilia's head. ''It's a mix of mine and that princess's. How's it?''

''...''

Looking at Cecilia's struggling yet weirdly mesmerized expression, Kiara thought she should mind her own business for now.

''Hoo...''

But Cecilia was stimulated, her deep pit clamping down on Kiara's rod like no tomorrow. Having been edged by Cecilia's mouth and lips twice, now trapped in this unholy tightness, Kiara couldn't hold it for long.

After humping mindlessly for a bit, she squarely reached her climax.

''Ah...!''

Once again, everything was released into Cecilia's warm, tender place. Kiara let out a satisfied sigh, basking in the afterglow of that amazing ejaculation.

''...''

''...''

And... the atmosphere was strangely awkward now that the two's lust had subsided. The drunk woman was still diligently cleaning the thing in her mouth, seeming more blissful than ever.

''Uh... are you done?'' Penelope asked, unable to bear the silence.

''...I'm going for another one,'' Kiara replied honestly. ''Are you, too?''

''Yes. I'm not stopping until it's morning.''

Unexpectedly, Kiara smiled, ''What a coincidence. I'm also doing it until dawn.''

Weirdly enough... a sense of camaraderie was born between them. Was this all alcohol, or...?

But just as the two began to enthusiastically discuss ways to bully their lover, a source of intense malice startled both of them. A hand grabbed the edge of the bed, behind which a glossy blond head rose...

''You lot...''

Rachael had recovered.

It seemed as though this night wasn't going to be as peaceful.