10: Selfish Sister (18++)
How these two have changed, Lucarad thought as he watched two of his priestesses make out. The Taint did a number on them. Was it the powerful poison of Ararachni combined with near-death experience? At first, their fantasies revolved around submitting themselves to monsters for impregnation. I suppose it was only a matter of time before they had to take care of their sexual frustrations with each other.
Or was it a coping mechanism to deal with what happened to them in those tunnels? Lucarad wondered while Victoria undressed Priscilla, revealing her slender A-cup breasts. The girls got only more excited and continued exchanging sloppy kisses. Either way, there really is a limit to how much I can keep the Taint in check with my Skull of Nightmares.
Victoria’s and Priscilla’s passionate lovemaking was interrupted when warm white liquid sprayed over their one side.
“Ah!?” Victoria exclaimed and separated from Priscilla’s lips when something warm and sticky splashed on her cheek. She winced instinctively, protecting her eyes as more of the white liquid sprayed over them, coming from the altar.
“Aaah, aaaah, uuuuh,” Beatrice kept jerking her cock, aiming and spraying her cum directly at the girls. She splattered on both the girls' sides—their thighs, hips, stomachs, most of Victoria’s right breast, all over their hair, especially Victoria’s golden locks.
In her past life, Beatrice had never witnessed two hot girls make out right in front of her and for her amusement. She simply couldn’t hold back. When the girls locked in a kiss as they undressed, all Beatrice could think about was cumming on their faces and have them lick her cum off of each other.
Unfortunately, Beatrice did not fully fulfill her fantasy. Beatrice’s inexperience with her new body, combined with her heightened arousal, overexcitement of indulging in her missed fantasies, and heightened sensitivity of her penis from cumming two times before, lead to poor control and aim. Only two meager shots reached Victoria’s face.
“Haaah,” Beatrice breathed deeply, trying to regain her composure. She was sweating, her heart was beating wildly. But most of all Beatrice was deeply ashamed of her poor performance.
So, this is what it means to be a level 1 succubus? She asked herself. Did I even last a minute?
However, Beatrice’s lamentations vanished from her mind when she saw the twin-tailed blue-haired lick the cum off Victoria’s cheek.
“My my, aren’t we lucky?” Priscilla said as she continued collecting all of Beatrice’s cum off Victoria’s face. Once she was done, she added, “Although the taste hasn’t improved.”
“Sh-she already came three times,” Victoria said quietly while looking at Beatrice’s cock with hazy eyes. “But her... T-thing is still hard?”
“Yes, it is,” Priscilla said and grinned, staring at the futanari’s cock herself. “How badly do you want to be fucked by it?”
“W-what!?” Victoria exclaimed, seemingly surprised by Priscilla’s words.
“Don’t play coy!” Priscilla giggled and slid her index finger across Victoria’s pussy lips. “You’re so horny, your juices are literally flowing out of you! Do you want to be fucked by the savior that badly?”
“Hn, don’t say such things,” Victoria whimpered.
“I can’t blame you, she’s a stunner,” Priscilla said and glanced at Beatrice who again gently massaging her shaft. “You always did have a thing for giant tits. And this one even comes with a thick piece of meat to ravage you with. She really is everything you could dream of, isn’t it?
“Please stop,” Victoria begged and teared up.
But Priscilla only added another finger to her second attack on Victoria’s pussy and said to Beatrice, “See what a hopeless slut my dear sister in arms is? She puts up this high and mighty act, but as soon as she sees a pair of big tits she goes in heat!”
“Ahn, No!” Victoria moaned and had to lean on Priscilla because her legs were shaking from the stimulation.
“Don’t you dare lie to me!” Priscilla shouted. “Do you really think I don’t know about all the times you sneaked out at nights for a quicky with the local tavern wench? I knew the true reason why you never joined us for the fun nights! It was because our breasts weren’t big enough for your taste! And I know you secretly made advances on Cassy, even though she cared only for that snake, Amy!”
“H-haah… H-how?” Victoria barely managed to speak, powerless against Priscilla’s fingers.
“Didn’t I tell you? I’m always watching you! And your encounters with the wenches? At first, I had a hard time figuring out which you enjoyed more—having your cow tits licked, or burying your face in a pair of another’s. But I made sure to study carefully the techniques you used on each other.”
“Ah! Y-you mean…”
“That’s right! I followed you! Every. Single. Time. Hehe,” Priscilla giggled and licked her lips, quickening the pace of her fingers inside Victoria’s pussy, while rubbing her swollen clit with her thumb at the same time. “Even during the coldest winter nights, after all the others were asleep. I could barely keep myself warm, you know? Buried in the snow under the tavern’s window. I often ended up with frostbitten fingers, despite doing my best to keep them warm in my pussy. I often used four at once to be efficient, while I watched you warming yourself in the embrace of another. That’s how I learned all your deepest desires!”
“Please—hn—No!”
“The toys you carved out of wood, and the way you used them on those wenches. You never brought them out with me! Even though I learned to lick your breasts the way you like! Even though I learned to treat your pussy properly! Is it just because my breasts aren’t big enough!? Did you fantasize about big-breasted wenches every time you lay with me?”
“N-no! Ahn!” Victoria denied Priscilla's accusations.
“Don’t lie to me!” Priscilla screamed. “Your pussy lips never lie! That’s why I love them! I know you’re fantasizing about the Savor! I know you want her to take you like a man would while you lay on your back and squeeze her breasts! I know! I had to climb the uneven, slippery tavern walls to look through the second-floor window, so I know!”
“Ahhh! Ahn!” Victoria only moaned. She no longer had the strength or the will to argue against Priscilla. Over a decade of combat experience and training was the only thing that still kept the blonde warrior on her feet, despite the growing waves of pleasure.
“The Savior really is the perfect woman for you!” Priscilla screamed, her own eyes watered. “She has huge tits, unlike me! She has a thick dick, unlike me! I would gladly fuck you if I had a dick between my legs as the Savior does! I would gladly smother you with my breasts if they were big enough!”
Priscilla momentarily relented her assault on Victoria’s clit and pussy, and wiped the tears from her eyes. “But it’s alright. It’s fine! It’s not your fault you are this way. Although we were once only sisters of combat, we have are now sisters of love. And lovers forgive. I will always forgive you, no matter how selfish you are! No matter how many times you betray me!”
With reddish and wet eyes, Priscilla turned to Beatrice and said, “Well, miss Savior-sama… A flat-chested little sister or a big-tittied onee-san—which would you prefer as your first fuck in this world?”