Night fell.
Outside the cabin, Janet stood naked beneath the water tower, using warm water from the tank to scrub the last of the salt and sand from her body. After finishing, she carefully tightened the faucet and began drying her hair and skin with a cloth.
Since she had already given her body to Chuck—over and over until she was screaming and spraying—there was no longer any need to hide in the shadows to bathe. She lifted a pale, voluptuous arm, sliding the cloth under her soft armpit, while damp red strands of hair clung to her mature, sultry cheeks.
As she dried herself, her blue eyes drifted toward the flickering light of the cabin. Rhythmic slap-slap-slap sounds, accompanied by her niece's familiar, high-pitched wails of ecstasy, echoed through the night air.
"Ohhh! Darling! YES!!!!"
Slap, slap, slap, slap...
Clearly, Chuck and Julia hadn't waited for everyone to gather before starting the first round of the night. Such boundless energy, Janet thought, a faint, drunken-like flush creeping onto her face as she remembered the madness on the beach the night before.
To be honest, she had never felt so alive. It was like a roller coaster that threatened to break her brain. She finally understood why the other women lined up every night to wait for Chuck's "visitation." Sex with him—that extreme sensation of being conquered—was enough to awaken the dormant instincts in any woman's DNA.
If I knew it was this good, I would have let him fuck me on the first day.
"Fuck..." Janet muttered. The more she reminisced, the hotter her body became. Even the cool bath couldn't dampen the fire in her core; her thick thighs were already growing damp and sticky. Just as she was about to slide her hand down to relieve herself while listening to Julia's lewd cries, a voice spoke from behind.
"Hey, Janet."
Janet jumped, her snowy flesh trembling as she hurriedly pulled her hand away. She suppressed her racing heart and turned to see Yitong Gu walking up from the slope in her flip-flops, having just finished her own bath and disposed of some trash by the shore.
"Hey." Janet tried to act natural, though her face was burning.
Yitong, ever observant, let her gaze linger on Janet's chest. Seeing the prominent, swollen dark-red nipples combined with the sounds of Julia's screaming from the cabin, a knowing smile touched her lips. She didn't expose Janet, instead asking softly, "Are you doing okay?"
"Er... fine. Why do you ask?"
Janet reached for her clothes, but Yitong pointed to her own chest, where deep, wet milk stains were clearly visible on the fabric. "Sorry, I woke up early this morning and saw him..."
"OK, OK." Even for Janet, this was embarrassing. She raised a hand to stop Yitong, signaling she knew exactly what she was talking about.
Yitong's cheeks pinked slightly. Looking at this woman of the same age and similar build, who had just acquired the same "burden," she chose her words carefully. "Remember what we talked about before? You don't think you're... pregnant, do you?"
Given that Janet had initially thought Julia was pregnant, Yitong was worried she might panic now that she was lactating. Janet sighed, her ears turning beet red. "Fine, I admit I thought you were talking nonsense before. But now... I believe you." She looked down helplessly, pinching one of her aching nipples. A few fine white jets of milk sprayed out immediately, accompanied by a light, creamy scent. "Why did we turn out like this?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Yitong explained, maintaining a calm facade. "But he said it might be because we absorbed so much of his... essence, causing a shift in our hormonal balance."
This was the "unofficial explanation" Chuck had given her when she'd asked him. Though Yitong's keen eyes could tell he was likely making it up on the spot, she chose to believe him regardless.
"Is that so..." Janet muttered. Coming from Yitong, the explanation sounded surprisingly plausible. That man's sexual capacity was not human; it wasn't a stretch to think his "seed" carried strange side effects. "If it's like this every day... what are we supposed to do?"
A glint appeared in Yitong's eyes. It was the feeling of a top student finally having a peer to discuss a difficult problem with. She stepped forward and placed a hand on Janet's shoulder. "Don't worry, Janet. You'll get used to it. I've lived with it for a while now."
"What should I watch out for?" Janet asked, taking the role of the "junior" milker.
"Basically, drink lots of water, don't bend over too fast, avoid tight pressure, and keep clean," Yitong summarized. Then her voice dropped a few octaves, almost a whisper. "And most importantly... every morning and evening, have him help you... get it out."
Janet looked away. As a woman, she knew the importance of "draining" during lactation to avoid clogs or infection—especially on a primitive island. No wonder he suddenly started suckling this morning... "Let's go inside then," Janet said, looking at the cabin. "If he finishes up and falls asleep, we'll be in trouble."
Inside, Chuck had finished with Julia and was currently hammering his way into Yamamae Kaede's tight, tan-skinned thighs. The door opened, and the two busty, mature women walked in.
Chuck didn't stop his rhythmic pile-driving. He watched from the corner of his eye as they sat on the edge of the bed, silently watching him fuck Kaede. He guessed why they were there. He accelerated his pace, his hips becoming a blur as he slammed into the short-haired volleyball player until her voice broke. He erupted deep inside her, filled her to the brim, and then withdrew, turning to the two waiting MILFs with a smirk.
"What, are you two taking me on together?"
"Hubby..." Yitong's face was flushed. She crawled onto the bed, shedding her floral dress to reveal her massive, snowy mounds. She moved like an obedient bitch to his lap, lowered her head, and took the juice-covered dragon deep into her warm throat.
Seeing Yitong move so fast, a competitive spark ignited in Janet. She stripped off her clothes and crawled toward Chuck from the other side. While Yitong performed her expert vacuum suction, Janet leaned into Chuck's chest, her blue eyes teasing. "Baby, you really are a lucky man..."
She tossed her red hair over her shoulder and lowered her head to his groin. But instead of the shaft, she arched her back, thrusting her massive, round buttocks high into the air, and focused on the area below Yitong's mouth.
Chuck felt a sudden, damp, warm encasement around his "golden pouches."
Holy shit...
Being attacked from two sides at once made his scalp tingle. Looking down, he saw two top-tier mature women, faces pressed together between his thighs, serving him with all their hearts. Black hair on the left, red hair on the right. Warm mouths, flickering tongues, and eyes—one pair dark, one pair sapphire—looking up at him with submissive lust. Their two pairs of heavy, juicy asses swayed in unison as they worked, as if putting on a show for him.
The physical and visual stimulation was elite. Chuck felt like he was floating on clouds. Even though he had just come, the urge to release surged again. The two women shared a look and wordlessly swapped—Yitong took over the pouches, while Janet opened her throat to accommodate the dragon, still slick with the other woman's saliva.
Chuck couldn't take much more. He let out a long breath and pulled back. The women tilted their heads up in perfect synchronization. Shuddering, Chuck left his burning marks across both of their beautiful, mature faces.
Once the pleasure subsided, Chuck wiped their faces clean. He couldn't resist these two "sows" any longer. He grabbed them both by the throat and flipped them onto their backs.
For the next few hours, the cabin was a mess of rolling meat and spraying milk. Chuck would fuck one while suckling the other, then swap. He eventually stacked their soft, heavy bodies together, watching their massive breasts crush against each other, leaking milk. He leaned in, taking a nipple from each woman into his mouth simultaneously, suckling hard.
"Baby, suck me! Harder for Mommy! Ohhhh!" "Ahhh! Hubby, you're so good! OHHH!"
Janet's wildness seemed to have rubbed off on Yitong, whose combat power was higher than usual. By midnight, Chuck had erupted twice more in each woman, and they had climaxed too many times to count. The bed was soaked in milk and nectar. Finally, exhausted, Chuck fell asleep between the four massive pillows of their breasts, enveloped in the thick scent of milk and womanhood.
The next morning, Chuck dreamed he was an infant lost in a sea of giant, differently shaped breasts. When he woke, his vision was once again filled with snowy skin and the scent of cream.
Yitong and Janet were still asleep on his arms, their thick thighs entwined with his, their massive peaks squashing his chest. Chuck smiled. He wasn't one to waste a served breakfast.
He opened his mouth and latched onto two nipples at once—one on the left, one on the right—while his hands squeezed the other two. He began to suck and knead with all his might!
Sshhh—!
Two pairs of blue and dark eyes snapped open. The moans of the women replaced his alarm clock. The room was once again filled with the joyful air of the harem.