After finishing their labyrinth quest, Motegi, Yomogi, and Chantal teleport back home.
Yomogi heads straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner, using the Blitz Sheep meat they've gathered from the labyrinth earlier. She grills them until the edges are crisp and the centers juicy and tender.
Moments later, she emerges with a tray, setting down three steaming wooden plates on the table.
"Dinner's ready, everyone..."
The three of them gather around and dig in. The moment the first bite hit their tongues, both Yomogi and Chantal let out muffled reactions.
"Mmm… sho good!"
"Thish ish delicioush!"
Motegi laughs as he eats, glancing at them. Yomogi's soft, fluffy tail wags, while Chantal's small, twitchy tail flicks as their cheeks puff out.
After dinner, Motegi and Yomogi pick up their twigs and begin brushing their teeth, while Chantal watches with a puzzled expression and carefully follows them.
"So… like this?"
Motegi nods, and Yomogi praises Chantal mid-brush.
"Yes, Chantal. That's right."
"You're doing great, Chantal!"
With that, Chantal brushes a little more confidently. Then, he hands Chantal a small wooden cup filled with water.
"Here, rinse with this. But don't swallow it, just gargle."
"Alright."
She takes the cup, swishing the water around in her mouth and gargling noisily.
"Okay, now spit it out, Chantal."
Chantal obeys, leaning over and spitting.
"Phew..."
Then, Yomogi asks Chantal playfully.
"Now check your breath."
Chantal holds her palm to her mouth, breathes out, then sniffs. Her eyes light up.
"Oh! It really smells fresh!"
"Want to check how strong your teeth are now?"
Chantal curiously taps her front teeth with her finger, but her expression looks confused.
"Umm... I can't feel anything, though."
That makes Motegi and Yomogi laugh together, and after a beat, Chantal joins in, laughing along.
After that, they head into the bedroom. Along the way, Motegi hands two new sets of lingeries made from Split Caterpillars' threads and crafted by his [Tailoring] skill. The first set is pastel pink, and the second set is pure white.
"You can pick whichever you want, I'll wait for you both in bed."
The moment Motegi says that, Yomogi reaches for the white set, and Chantal claims the pink. Yomogi leans onto Motegi's left ear, and Chantal presses against his right, whispering hotly.
"Thank you, Motegi-chan… You always know how to make me desired..."
"This is my first time getting a present from you, Motegi-kun. I'll make sure you see just how irresistible I am."
Then, the girls turn and slip into the hallway. He steps into the bedroom and sits on the edge of the bed, heart pounding as he has no idea how he's supposed to wait for his first time with both of them at once.
Moments later, the door eases open. Their short, cropped hair — Yomogi's orange and Chantal's purple — hangs onto their bare shoulders, their white and pink lingeries barely cover their curves and look luminous against their soft beige skins. Yomogi's amber eyes and Chantal's amethyst eyes meet his gaze, catching Motegi's breath.
"You two… you look so sexy..."
His praise makes the two women blush, but they don't look away.
"Of course we do, Motegi-chan. We're yours, after all..."
"Yomogi's right, Motegi-kun. Don't hold back on us tonight..."
Their words feel like an invitation for him, so he rises from the bed, catching Yomogi in a tight embrace. She melts against him, tail wagging, her hands clutching his shoulders as his lips crash and his tongue tangle onto hers.
"Yomogi..."
"Motegi-chan… chuu, chuu… mmmnh…"
Chantal lingers just beside them, pouting in protest.
"Hey, Motegi-kun! Are you just going to leave me out? I want a kiss too!"
"Of course, Chantal."
Motegi glances at her, and without hesitation, he lets go of Yomogi and moves to Chantal. His hands grip her waist as his lips find hers. Chantal's eyes flutter closed as her tongue slides for him.
"Mmm… Motegi-kun… ahh… chuu…"
Yomogi, suddenly alone, lets out a soft whimper.
"Motegi-chan…"
"I know..."
He pulls away from Chantal and slides back to Yomogi, capturing her lips again. And then, Motegi alternates to kiss Yomogi and Chantal, again and again.
"Chu… mmm… Motegi-chan…"
"Motegi-kun… chuu… mmwah…"
He breaks away for a moment, then pushes his pants down to the floor. His cock is already hard and proud, jutting up between the girls. Both Yomogi and Chantal blush, eyes widening at the sight.
"You girls know what to do, right?"
Yomogi immediately reaches out, wrapping her soft palm around his shaft and stroking slowly with a coo.
"Ara, poor baby… You must be hurting, aren't you? Let me make you feel all better…"
Chantal grins, fingers sliding just beneath Yomogi's as she takes his base with a wicked look.
"Don't worry, Motegi-kun. We'll make you cum fast, so just relax…"
Motegi can't help but kiss each girl again. Chantal first, then Yomogi, then back. Their hands work perfectly in tandem, stroking him, never colliding, as if they'd practiced a thousand times. Their palms glide up and down, squeezing and twisting gently, making him shudder with pleasure.
He lets his hands drop, seizing both girls' asses in each palm. He kneads and squeezes, making both girls whimper between kisses.
"Ahhn… Motegi-chan… hnngh…"
"Mmhhh, Motegi-kun… ahhn…"
Motegi growls, lost in the twin sensations.
"Fuck, I can't hold it!"
Yomogi and Chantal gasp, grinding their asses into his palms.
"Ahhn...! Don't hold back, Motegi-chan! Let it all out for us…"
"Mmhhh...! Come for us, Motegi-kun! Make us happy…"
Then, Motegi's cock erupts with thick, hot ropes spilling over both girls' hands, making them squeal with delight.
"Fuck! Coming out, girls!"
"Ahh! It's so much…!"
"Mmhhh! You really did let it out…!"
The two women lift their palms, sticky with his cum, and without hesitation, they both slurp and lick their palms clean.
"Mmm, Motegi-chan… it's delicious…"
"I can't get enough of you, Motegi-kun… so good…"
He can't hold himself by the sight, making his cock twitch back to life.
"You two, I got an idea."
Then, Motegi throws himself onto the bed. Yomogi and Chantal blink curiously.
"I'll teach you a titfuck, or a paizuri."
Yomogi and Chantal exchange a brief, puzzled glance.
"Tit... fuck?"
"Pai... zuri?"
"Yes. Use your breasts and make me cum with them."
Then, the girls scoot closer to him in curiosity. Yomogi to his left, Chantal to his right. Together, they slip down their bras, letting their full breasts tumble free.
"Wrap my cock with your breasts, and press them together…"
They obey as their warm, soft breasts wrap around his shaft side by side.
"Like this, Motegi-chan?"
"Yes… just like that… argh, it's so good... Now, move them up and down, slowly…"
Both girls squeeze his cock tighter, their breasts gliding against his shaft up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm.
"Am I doing it right, Motegi-kun?"
"Yes… you're doing good, keep going… Now, lick the tip…"
Yomogi and Chantal don't hesitate. Their tongues flick out, swirling and lapping at his sensitive tip.
"Mmm… shlurp… slrp..."
"Mmm… slrp… shlurp…"
His body tenses, pleasure mounting as their breasts squeeze faster and their tongues dance together over his cockhead.
"Faster… move faster…"
The girls obey, pumping their breasts as their tongues never leave his tip.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!"
Thick jets of cum erupt into the air and then land to splatter across Yomogi and Chantal's faces and breasts.
"Ahh! Motegi-chan, you came so much again!"
"Mmm! Motegi-kun… You're amazing!"
Then, the two women lick the thick semen from each other's faces and chests happily. With that, Motegi rises from the bed.
"Time to get real, Yomogi, Chantal."
Yomogi and Chantal don't hesitate as they both lie down side by side, each spreading her legs in a wide, inviting M-shape, their fingers parting their glistening folds open for him.
"Choose any hole you like, Motegi-chan…"
"...And fill us up as much as you want, Motegi-kun…"
That's all he needs. His cock is already hard and his [Infertile] skill has been activated, and he moves to one woman.
"First up is Chantal! This is your welcoming party, after all."
Chantal's face lights up with delight, but when her mouth opens to thank him...
"Thank yo...uunngghh!"
But her gratitude gets ripped away as he slams his cock into her pussy and splits her open. Motegi begins to thrust deep, causing her to throw her head back.
"Motegi-kun, your cock… it's amazing…! So thick… so hard…! Aaahn, yes...!"
"Does it feel good, Chantal?"
"Yes...! Yes, Motegi-kun...! I love it, aaahh...!"
He silently activates his [Milky Touch] skill, finding her breasts and squeezing them like dough. Without a word, he lowers his mouth and latches onto one of her nipples, suckling deep to let creamy milk flow onto his tongue. He begins to thrust faster as his mouth is glued to her breast, and Chantal's moans rise to wild cries.
"Ahhh...! Yes, Motegi-kun, suck me dry...! Drink all my milk...!"
Beside them, Yomogi is watching with wide, lust-drunk eyes, her cheeks burning. She bites her lip, trembling.
"Ahhn… so obscene…"
Chantal's lips part in a half-dazed smile, drool starting to slip down her chin.
"Motegi-kun... your cock, it's getting bigger… aaah...! It's stretching me out...! Ahh...!"
Motegi doesn't stop suckling, his mouth latched tight to her breast. And between suckles, he lets out muffled words, his voice vibrating through her.
"You're squeezing me so tight, Chantal! I'm at my limit!"
"Yes...! Cum inside me, Motegi-kun...! Fill me, give me everything...!"
He groans as his cock throbs and explodes inside her, thick streams pouring deep into her core. Chantal screams, arching her back.
"Argh! Chantal!"
"Ahhh...!! Motegi-kun's semen is so hot...!! It's filling me up…!!"
At the same time, her pussy squirts love juices all over his cock, and her breasts burst more milk into his mouth.
After his climax subsides, he slowly pulls himself free. Chantal's folds gape, oozing thick white seed as she is breathless and her chest heaves.
"Hahh... hahh... Thank you, Motegi-kun…"
Motegi turns to Yomogi, who's already panting, hand buried between her thighs, twisting her nipple with her other hand.
"Sorry for making you wait, Yomogi…"
"Motegi-chan… I can't wait any longer…"
He reaches for her and lines himself up.
"Let's get started then…"
With one thrust, he buries his cock into her already slick, needy pussy, thanks to her earlier masturbation.
"Aaaah...! Your cock is all the way inside me! Mmmhnn…!"
He starts to move, but then suddenly, she cries out in high, incoherent screams.
"Ohhh...!! Ohhh...!! Ahh...!!"
Because of her masturbation too, a few movements from his hips are already enough to make her pussy gush.
The sight of her climax only drives him harder. He thrusts faster, slamming into her, keeping her moans as wild babbling.
"Nnnhh...! Ahhhn...! It's too much… So deep…!"
He leans in, silently activating [Milky Touch], and seizes her breasts, squeezing and latching onto a nipple, sucking hard. Warm milk fills his mouth, and Yomogi screams again.
"Ahhh...! Motegi-chan... your mouth, your cock... aaahhnn...!"
He keeps thrusting, mouth never leaving her nipple, and moments later, he groans against her breast, cock pulsing as he pours his load deep inside her. Yomogi cries out, her pussy spraying love juices again violently, soaking him and the sheets, her breasts gushing even more milk into his mouth.
"Argh! Yomogi!"
"Nnhooh...!! I'm cumming...!!"
When their tremors finally subside, he slips free, thick semen oozing from her sopping, spent slit. Yomogi pants, dazed and smiling.
"Mmhhh... Motegi-chan..."
And then...
"Let me serve you again, Motegi-kun…"
Chantal, already recovering, sits up with a wicked grin and is ready to fight him back.
MOMENTS LATER
"Motegi-chan… aaahhn, Motegi-chan...!"
"Motegi-kun…! Motegi-kun, ahh...!"
The three of them have continued to have sex since then. Yomogi and Chantal are on all fours side by side, throwing their heads back and gripping the sheets tightly as Motegi alternates between them from behind. He plunges into Yomogi's pussy, while his free hand reaches for Chantal as he slips his three fingers into her sweet spot. Then, he withdraws from Yomogi, burying his cock into Chantal's eager pussy as Yomogi gets her turn for his three fingers that are pumping deep, finding her sweet spot. He keeps at it, fucking one and fingering the other, then switching again and again.
"Yomogi, Chantal, I can't hold it!"
"I'm cumming too, Motegi-chan...!!"
"Motegi-kun, do it inside...!!"
"Fuck!"
"Aahhh...!! Motegi-chan...!!"
"Yesss...!! Motegi-kun...!!"
He lets go, pouring himself into Yomogi first, filling her up. Yomogi's pussy clamps down, squirting love juices over his cock and the sheets below. Motegi moves to Chantal, sliding inside as he erupts the rest, flooding her, and she answers with her own gushing love juices joining Yomogi's in a messy, breathless flood.
But they don't stop there...
"Nghh... is it like this?"
"It's a little bit hard… but, mmhhh…"
Motegi lies flat on his back, both women straddling Motegi's hips. Yomogi on his left and Chantal on his right, completely pinning him. His cock throbbing as the two women grind their pussies along his length, rubbing their slick folds up and down like in a tribadism position. They press closer, mirroring each other's movements as the feeling of their soft, swollen lips rubbing together atop his shaft drives him wild.
"You two, that feels so good…"
Yomogi's and Chantal's bodies pick up speed, grinding and rubbing faster.
"Motegi-chan, you're rubbing me… nghh…"
"Motegi-kun, I can't get enough… ahhh!"
And suddenly, he groans.
"I can't hold it! Take it, Chantal!!"
"Aaaahhh, Motegi-kun...!!"
With a sharp thrust, he slams his cock into Chantal hard, burying his cock deep inside her and flooding her with thick streams of semen. His sudden penetration and ejaculation don't give her time to gasp as she screams, her pussy clenching and gushing love juices around his cock that make her body tremble uncontrollably.
Mid-ejaculation, Motegi pulls out abruptly, and with his cock still spurting...
"You too, Yomogi!"
"Aaaahhh, Motegi-chan...!!"
He thrusts into Yomogi, plunging deep and emptying the last spurts inside her. Her eyes snap wide, her pussy convulsing and spraying love juices all over his cock as her body trembles uncontrollably.
Motegi slips free, and both women collapse to his sides, their bodies still twitching. Their soft, heavy breasts land on top of his face. Without wasting any time, his mouth immediately seeks onto each of their nipples, hungrily capturing both at once and suckling deeply. Warm, sweet milk gushes over his tongue, and he drinks greedily to recharge himself.
Yomogi and Chantal, who are still panting and breathless, are brought to moaning again even though it's shaky.
"Motegi-chan… aaahh…"
"Motegi-kun… hnn…"
Their fingers curl weakly against his hair, gasping breathlessly. Motegi keeps suckling, filling his mouth with their milk, feeling energy seeping back into his body with every swallow.
"Motegi-chan… don't stop…"
"Motegi-kun… you're drinking so much…"
He doesn't let up until his strength returns, and their bodies remain quivering under his touch.
Then finally, he lifts his head and looks at them from between their tits.
"Are you two still good to go?"
Even though Yomogi and Chantal are still recovering, their cheeks are flushed and eager.
"Yes, Motegi-chan…"
"Of course, Motegi-kun…"
"Then, we'll keep going until I run out of semen!"
And then...
"Aaaahnn...! Motegi-chan...! Motegi-kun...!"
The two women's screams echo through the room throughout the night.