Ethan hooked Mira's legs around his waist. Mira, being sensible, crossed her black-stockinged feet behind his back to help him leverage his "staff" movements. The girl's valley had been soaked in nectar for a long time, making it incredibly itchy and sensitive. Now, with the hard thrusts of the giant cock, every strike hit her cervix, giving her the sensation of flying.
"Ethan-sama... so strong... so big... Mira feels completely filled up... it feels so good..."
Ethan smiled. It wasn't just a feeling; she was completely filled. In fact, about a third of the massive shaft couldn't even fit inside. Without opening the womb, very few girls—except those with extraordinary natural talent—could fully accommodate a nearly thirty-centimeter cock on their first time.
Ethan freed his hands. While his lower body continued its pile-driving rhythm, his upper body targeted Mira's bouncing "rabbits." The blue-haired girl had her hands braced behind her, leaning back to enjoy the pleasure. Large drops of sweat slid down her face, dripping onto her red miko top and making the white flesh underneath visible.
Ethan reached out and ripped the remaining fabric off her body, tossing it to the floor. Two rounded, snowy mounds of flesh popped out like cream. Under the force of Ethan's impact, these two spheres flew wildly in the air like water balloons. Their pink, perky buds danced, tracing various shapes in the air.
Ethan was quick. Seeing the swaying breasts, he reached out and grabbed them, one in each hand. Mira was slender, her breasts not huge but not small—perfectly "hand-sized." They were soft and elastic, feeling like freshly kneaded dough. He kneaded and squeezed the "jade peaks" into various shapes, watching them snap back into place the moment he let go.
He toyed with the rounded mounds and flicked the cute buds. Seeing her dazed, moaning expression was intoxicating.
"Ethan-sama... it itches... but it feels so good... ahh..."
Mira's voice was like an incantation in his ears, her melodic moans the perfect aphrodisiac. Ignoring her half-hearted resistance, Ethan simply gripped her buds and thrust his hips violently to "treat" her. The creaking of the bed became even more pronounced. Every lunge was a direct hit to her core. Huge amounts of nectar were dragged out with every withdrawal, flowing like a broken faucet.
Using his hands wasn't enough. A moment later, Ethan simply picked up the slender, blue-haired girl, bracing her smooth back against his chest as he leaned down to eat the soft flesh of her breasts. He licked and sucked the "rabbits" savagely. He opened his mouth wide, trying to swallow them whole, but even though she was small, he couldn't fit the entire mound in his mouth.
He could only lick around the area until he caught the tiny buds with his teeth, his hot breath making them even more sensitive. He teased the crimson buds with his tongue, the rough friction making the girl's entire body feel sore and numb with pleasure.
The blue-haired girl had been lifted from the bed, her slender, sexy body hanging off him. The only things keeping them together were Ethan's arms braced under her white butt, her black-stockinged legs hooked around his waist, and the tight connection between their lower bodies. Especially the latter—the girl's entire weight was pressing down on her valley, allowing the cock to bottom out as if it were trying to pierce through her.
At this moment, Ethan was like an ancient, unchanging statue of a god, radiating an aura of eternity, while Mira was the saintess who had volunteered to serve him. He ruthlessly lifted her hips, withdrawing the massive cock from the "Peach Blossom Cave," and then, when he let go, she would fall back down under her own weight, the thick shaft splitting her slick valley and piercing her all the way to the end in one breath.
Every time this happened, Mira would let out a long, satisfied moan, like someone entering a cool air-conditioned room on a scorching summer day. Even though the pose wasn't as frantic as before, every lunge felt like her core was being shattered. It was incredibly intense.
The two battled for another ten minutes. During this time, Mira climaxed once more under his assault, her cries of joy echoing through the clubroom. Even the cat-girl sisters nearby were affected. They pulled aside their lingerie, exposing their budding breasts, kneading their chests with one hand while fingering themselves with the other.
In this depraved atmosphere, Ethan let out a grunt and released his life essence inside Mira. A massive amount of milky-white energy gushed out like a broken dam, eventually being squeezed into the girl's tender womb. Mira's sensitive body, stimulated by the lava-hot essence, jerked and twitched as she reached another climax.
Having completed the treatment, the two hugged intimately. If you ignored the nakedness, the dripping fluids, and the three sexy beauties watching, it would have been a very heartwarming scene.
Once Mira caught her breath, Ethan leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Mira-chan, time to go meditate. Ni and Li look like they can't wait any longer."
Realizing her secret thoughts were exposed, Mira's face turned bright red. But after having the experience, she was no longer shy. She lifted her butt and toyed with the still semi-hard cock a few times, her moans involuntary.
However, the cat-girl sisters, having watched two rounds of treatment, could no longer contain themselves. After exchanging a look, the fiery red-haired cat-girl, Ni, was the first to crawl onto the bed.
Ethan felt a wet, soft sensation across his scrotum and looked down to see Ni crawling over. Seeing that Mira and Ethan had finally finished, she was desperate for her turn after masturbating for so long.
"Ethan-master..." Ni wagged her white, soft butt, her beast-man genes flaring up. "I want Master's giant dragon too..."
Ethan set Mira down. Deep within the junction of her black-stockinged legs, her red, swollen meat had been pounded into a literal hole, and streams of white essence were leaking out uncontrollably. After Mira clamped her legs together and closed her eyes to begin her meditation, Ethan pulled Li over as well.
"Go, lie down over there." Ethan slapped the blue-haired cat-girl's hip, directing her to lie between the red-haired cat-girl's legs.
Li was sensible and understood his intent. She crawled in front of Ni's entrance and began to lick the pulsing, open meat like a cat. At the same time, Li spread her own legs as wide as possible, shaking her perky ass to make sure Ethan noticed her own "lustful cave."
Ethan saw through her little tricks perfectly. He didn't say anything, but raised his cock and lined it up with Li's valley. He started with a few shallow, testing grinds. These few strokes were enough to break the blue-haired cat-girl's defenses, making her moan aloud.
Ni felt a bit resentful that she had arrived first but was being serviced second, but under the tongue-work of her sister, she too was quickly lost in pleasure. Her small grievance was soon drowned out by lust.
The blue-haired cat-girl's adaptability far exceeded Ethan's expectations. His member, having regained its full strength, slid inch by inch into the narrow valley, slowly stretching it into a round hole. Even when the egg-sized head fully entered her and touched the thin membrane of her virginity, the cat-girl only furrowed her brows slightly. She quickly began to wiggle her snowy, plump butt, inviting Ethan to go further.
Seeing this, Ethan was both surprised and delighted. Having done this so many times, his interest in "breaking in" virgins had decreased slightly. Aside from the sense of accomplishment and the benefits of their "primordial yin," purely in terms of physical pleasure, virgins were far behind experienced, sexy older women. This was why many men preferred mature women—in terms of raw physical sensation, their skills and capacity were things young girls couldn't hope to match.