Chapter 121: Sharing is Caring

Chapter 121: Sharing is Caring Thick, sweet Nephilim cum liberally flavored with musky therion nectar passed messily between Dys and Kerr’s mouths. As their tongues danced with each other and the seed dripped down their chins, an inner light flashed within the giant’s skin and Kerr’s eyes opened wide, revealing their own iridescent green glow. “Holy ass juices, it worked!” Kerr gasped, no doubt seeing the system message asking her to chose which attribute to boost her skill up by half of Jadis’ eldritch stat. Dys stared at the cum stained woman and mouthed a questioning “ass juices” at her, giving her a raised eyebrow. “Shut up,” Kerr growled, playfully biting Dys’ shoulder. “I need to think about which attribute I’m putting this in. I didn’t really think that hard about it before since I kind of figured you were making this shit up.” “You thought I was lying and you still went along with all the fucking?” Dys asked with a disbelieving chuckle. Kerr, who had spent the past hour getting screwed by Dys’ giant cock to at least half a dozen orgasms gave Dys a look that screamed ‘duh’. “Yeah, okay, fair enough,” Dys wiggled her head side to side. “But don’t take long to choose now. You’ve got a limited time to pick before the ritual cancels and we have to do this all over again.” “All over again you say?” Kerr purred. “That doesn't sound too—” Kerr let out a yelp as Dys pinched her ass. “Fine,” the horned woman growled. “I’ll just put it in Dexterity. Scheisse, that’ll put me past one hundred in my attack stat. Fuck, Jadis! I’m going to do so much damage with my charged shot now!” Exuberant over the massive boost to her attribute, Kerr planted another messy kiss on Dys’ lips, her happiness temporarily overriding her exhaustion from being so thoroughly worn out by Dys’ rough attentions. Jadis had to give the woman credit. She had a lot of stamina to still be going despite the long and almost brutal fucking she’d been given. Standing up while lips were still locked, Dys carefully carried Kerr over to where her other selves and the other women had been watching the lewd show for the past hour. The fact that Dys’ thick shaft was still buried in Kerr’s twitching pussy made the short walk an interesting experience for both of them. Plopping down on her butt to the left of Syd and Eir, Dys reclined back against the stone wall and let Kerr catch her breath as the therion panted, her body splayed out gracelessly across Dys as cum continued to leak out around her stretched cunt lips. Exhausted but satisfied, Dys raised her fingers to her lips and licked off the remains of the cum she’d scooped up from where their bodies joined so they could finish the ritual with the proper seed-soaked kiss. Sitting on top of Syd, her wetness soaking onto the giant’s crotch, Eir watched Kerr and Dys with almost fearful fascination. Jadis wasn’t sure, but she didn’t think the elf had blinked in the past twenty minutes. “Hey, Aila,” Jay called out to get her girlfriend’s attention. “This is maybe going a step too far, but that’s a lot of magic replenishment there, if you and Kerr don’t mind getting a little friendly.” During the debauched ritual with Kerr, Jadis had made sure that Eir, Aila, and Thea had all been attended too. She never pushed any of them too hard, especially not Eir and Thea who she had far less familiarity with, but she had teased them all with fingers and kisses, keeping them in a constant state of arousal, just in case the wanton display of lust Kerr and Dys had displayed wasn’t enough. Jadis had been firmer with Aila though. With her hands stroking and rubbing and fingering her most erogenous spots, Aila had reached climax at least once during the past hour, silently moaning out her pleasure as she firmly held Jay’s hand in place while she bucked her pussy against her long fingers. Though she hadn’t outright said it, by her action and her gaze Jadis could tell her girlfriend had enjoyed the show as much as Jadis had and was still worked up. A grin worked its way across Jadis’ three faces as she realized her thoughts. Girlfriend. That she could now apply that title to Aila brought an entirely different kind of pleasure to Jadis. Giddy and bubbly and wholly at odds with the obscene circumstances they were currently involved in. Still, Jadis grinned. How couldn’t she? Aila was her girlfriend. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Thea asked, her voice tremulous from the constant erotic teasing. “Magic replenishment?” Jay didn’t answer for her and instead let Aila choose what to do next. After a moment of consideration, she rose from her spot between Syd and Jay, her lean and long-legged body glistening with a sheen of perspiration. She glanced down at Thea and then over to where Kerr still lay impaled on Dys’ cock, recovering from her hour-long sexual ordeal. “My arcanist class is based around Nephilim,” Aila explained. “Because of the sex rituals boosting my Arcane attribute. Jadis isn’t the only one with entirely salacious skills.” Aila stepped over Syd and, while Eir and Thea watched with gaping mouths, knelt down between Dys’ legs and leaned in closer to where Kerr and Dys’ sexes still joined. “I assume you don’t mind?” Aila inquired in a cool, absurdly professional tone. “Mind what?” Kerr asked breathlessly, her body limp and her eyes half lidded as she rested in Dys’ embrace. “This.” With a casual air that could fool anyone but Jadis into believing she felt not an ounce of embarrassment about what she was doing, the redhead grabbed hold of Kerr’s tail and moved it out of the way, then dove down to lap at their combined juices. Her tongue firmly stroked up from the base of Dys’ shaft, following the underside up to Kerr’s aching pussy where she unabashedly licked there as well, swiping up a mouthful of cum. Kerr hissed an unknown curse at the feel of Aila’s tongue on her aching netherlips, then redoubled her groans as Dys slowly slid her thick shaft out of her. With each inch removed, more sticky seed flowed out and Aila lapped up every drop, resolute in her determination to consume all the cum that could be had from Kerr’s quim. While the redhead worked on Kerr, Eir leaned forward, intent on observing every lewd action. She watched silently, her cupped hands covering her mouth. Her naked hips rocked back and forth on top of Syd’s cock, rubbing her wetness in an unconscious act of pent-up lust. Jadis almost wanted to point it out to the elf, but decided against highlighting just how lewd the priestess was being herself. Though it was a struggle to keep from moaning as the red-skinned elf’s tender folds tortured her with their delightful heat and softness. As Dys withdrew further and further, Kerr’s back arched and her ass stuck high in the air. Dys kept Kerr clutched to her chest, though, face buried between her breasts as she writhed and moaned. Once Dys’ dick popped completely free, a torrent of thick cum poured from the therion’s tunnel, forcing Aila to latch onto her quivering opening to catch it all before it spilled out onto Dys’ stomach. She pushed Dys’ shaft, now slimy with cum, to the side, letting the meaty member rest against her shoulder as she hummed around her mouthfuls of Nephilim seed. “Oh my,” Eir whispered nearly inaudibly, watching the event so closely she was only a few feet away from where Aila drank deeply of Kerr’s wellspring. Aila closed her eyes in aching pleasure as she slid down Dys’ shaft, her legs still squeezed firmly together. The tightness caused by keeping her legs shut was even greater than what Jadis was used to and it was hard for her to resist bucking up into the practically boiling heat of her tunnel. She held back, though, letting Aila adjust as she slid down all the way to the hilt, her stomach bulging with its obscene invader as Jadis’ skill allowed Aila’s organs to shift and move out of the way in a biological impossibility. Once again, Jadis had to stop and thank D for her class. With a single, powerful move of her hips, Dys bounced Aila up, revealing several inches of her hard Nephilim member coated in the redhead’s nectar before Aila slid back down on her cock, her ass slapping into Dys’ pale groin. “Oh, oh,” Thea moaned out in a high pitch as her pussy clenched around Jay’s fingers. The woman really had cum from watching Aila get fucked. “Very good,” Jay assured Thea as she climaxed, helping the guard along as she rubbed her clit in firm circles. As she rode the orgasm out to completion and slumped forward, Jay leaned over her and asked another question. “Ready for more?” “Yes?” she answered, her voice trembling. “Good,” Jay told her, withdrawing her fingers from her wet warmth and grabbing hold of her hips. “Because Lewd Lover’s Bond has been going on you for a little while now and you’re going to need more than just my fingers inside you to complete this ritual.” “Huh?” Thea asked, then let out a yelp that transformed into a squealing moan as Jay’s throbbing cock pressed against her pussy, forcing its way inside her depths like a battering ram. Soon, Jay was sawing her shaft in and out of Thea, forcing little hiccupping grunts and mewls of pleasure as she shoved in more and more of her cock inside the woman. Thea kneeled with her head and shoulders on the blanket, her breasts rubbing against Syd’s leg as Jay held her beautiful butt in the air, her hands squeezing the firm cheeks as she fucked the guard. To make the position work, Jay was forced to have one knee on the ground while her other leg was set with her foot down, giving her the angle and leverage necessary to enter Thea. She couldn’t force her cock all the way down to the root with how much shorter Thea was than her, but the angle felt wonderfully tight and Jay was able to thrust fast and deep into her pussy, stirring up her insides into a froth. Speaking of tightness, Aila was still sat on Dys’ cock, her incredible heat constricting around her throbbing shaft. Dys moved to draw her knees up, giving Aila armrests she could grab hold of, which Aila did immediately. With the leverage her grip now afforded her, she was able to bounce up and down on Dys’ dick, controlling the pace as she watched Jay furiously buck into Thea. A clawed hand squeezed Aila’s ass as Kerr leaned in close on her far side, drawing a gasp from the redhead. “Don’t worry, you beautiful slut,” Kerr huffed, pressing her heaving chest against Aila’s arm. “I’ll get you back good after Jadis gives you a nice creamy load of your own.” The sights, sounds, and sensations that were coming from Aila, Thea, and now Kerr too were almost overwhelming. Jadis had to put most of her concentration into just not cumming too quickly as she struggled to control the growing tightness in her bellies. She could practically feel her seed growing within her as her bodies demanded to be allowed relief, allowed to pour their loads into the two sexy, beautiful women she was fucking. To fill them to the brim. To breed them. The thought came unbidden to her and her stomachs clenched as her cocks hardened and jumped within Aila and Thea, drawing out unknowing gasps. Breeding had never been Jadis’ kink, not back on Earth, anyway. But now, once again, faced with the prospect of stuffing a wanton, willing pussy full of her potent seed, she found herself inexplicably drawn to the tantalizing idea. She wouldn’t, of course. That was the whole reason she’d taken Potency Alteration. So she wouldn’t knock Aila or anyone else up when pregnancy wasn’t wanted. But what if it was wanted? That strangely intriguing thought was so distracting that Jadis almost missed it when a gentle hand stroked the side of Syd’s cheek. Blinking and refocusing on the present, Syd’s eyes met Eir’s. The priestess had turned around in Syd’s lap, facing her. She sat with Syd’s dripping cock throbbing against her plush rear, slick with the elf’s need. Jadis was fairly certain the priestess could have pulled her legs off the ground and balanced solely on her dick, she felt that hard in that moment. “Please,” Eir said, and Jadis realized that Eir was repeating herself, having said the word already while her mind wandered. “Please what?” Syd asked while her other two selves fucked Aila and Thea in the background. “Please,” Eir asked again, her chest heaving. “You promised I could touch you. Freely, wherever I want,” Eir pleaded, her voice barely audible over Aila’s panting and Thea’s high-pitched moans. “Where do you want to touch me?” Syd replied, her jaw clenching from the overstimulation. “I want to touch you like Aila is. Like Thea is. Like Kerr did before,” Eir explained, her voice so needy with pent up lust she looked like she was about to break into tears. “Please, touch me. Let me touch you. I can’t wait anymore.” Syd leaned in, one hand grabbing hold of Eir’s waist and the other wrapping into her tangle of purple hair. She kissed the priestess, deeply and zealously as her other selves tensed from sympathetic feelings of arousal. Eir welcomed Syd’s tongue within her, her own much smaller one struggling inexpertly to dual with Syd’s, her attempts utterly in vain. When Syd pulled back, she panted with her mouth open, her tongue hanging halfway out as she gazed with half-lidded eyes at her goddess’ perfect avatar. Syd stared back, her eyes dark and hot with unrestrained passion. “Beg me for it.”