Chapter 429: Morning fun

Elena clutched her own breasts tightly, mashing those gigantic mountains of dark skin together.

Her biceps and forearms sank into that ample, soft flesh as she squeezed with all her might around Ethan’s cock, the dark skin swelling out between her fingers.

She could feel every hot, hard throb of him crushed between her tits.

Each pump of her arms sent a slow, heavy roll through the tops of her breasts, the dark curves bulging over her forearms and rippling with every stroke.

The room was still bathed in the dim light of morning, the cool dawn air sending shivers across her bare skin.

From the bathroom came the muffled hiss of the shower. There in bed, the only sounds were Ethan’s heavy breathing and the wet, sticky slide of her breasts up and down his slick cock.

She felt it the very moment he reached his limit.

His cock swelled between her breasts, throbbing hard against her dark skin, each pulse stronger than the last.

A low grunt escaped Ethan’s throat, his hips jerking up beneath her, and then he came, right there, between her breasts.

Elena’s brown eyes widened.

The first spurt of semen—thick, white, and viscous—spread hot through the tight cleavage, filling every little crevice between her breasts with that sticky heat.

There wasn’t room for it all.

The cum leaked out from below, from above, from the sides, oozing thickly between Elena’s fingers.

And still the pressure was high enough to send a jet straight up onto her face, even with those breasts completely swallowing all twenty centimeters of his cock.

Elena caught the jet with her lips parted, her tongue already waiting.

Half of it landed inside her mouth. The other half hit her chin and ran down her neck.

The white liquid crept slowly down her dark skin, an obscene contrast, as she closed her lips and swallowed with a sigh full of pleasure.

His strong taste lingered in her throat.

"Ah... so much cum, fufufu~~"

She looked down. Her black tits were covered in semen, white puddles pooling at the top and lazily trickling down their curves.

Slowly, she loosened her arms, and her breasts parted with a wet little sound.

The enormous, perfect black globes swayed heavily as they came apart, settling against her ribs with a slow, weighty wobble, their base still pressed against Ethan’s pelvis.

Thick white strands of cum still connected them to each other and to the pale cock between them, stretching and dripping with every tremor.

By this point, the blanket had already slipped off completely, leaving her ass fully exposed.

The two chocolaty orbs rocked from side to side, slow and sensual, every slightest movement drawing a little tremor from that plump flesh.

That was when the bathroom door opened, releasing a cloud of steam and the scent of soap.

The first of Ethan’s other wives stepped out, and her eyes fell directly on the scene.

It was Evelyn.

She was almost naked. A pair of white panties covered her plump pussy, the thin fabric clinging damp to her mound and tracing every curve of her cleft of Venus.

Her breasts were bare, save for a towel draped over her shoulders, each end of the cloth falling over one of those tanned, perfect tits without hiding much of anything.

Drops of water were still sliding down her toned stomach.

She stared for a second, a naughty smile spreading across her lips.

Then she came closer, her bare feet barely making a sound on the floor, until she stopped right behind Elena.

Evelyn’s open palm came down on Elena’s ass with a loud, sharp smack, the sound echoing through the room.

The plump buttock flattened under her hand, the soft flesh spreading out around her fingers, and in the next instant it sprang back, bouncing hard.

The shockwave coursed through her entire ass, setting the other cheek quivering along with it and rolling down into the backs of her thick thighs.

The handprint remained there, hot and stinging on her dark skin.

"Nghnn~~ H-hey! Be gentle!" Elena complained, almost choking from the shock.

Her tits jolted in her hands, heaving up and settling back with a wobble, more strands of cum dripping.

"Gentle, my ass! So that’s why you woke up so early, isn’t it?" Evelyn grunted, already climbing onto the bed, the towel slipping off her shoulders and landing forgotten at its foot.

The mattress creaked and sank beneath her.

Her large breasts hung down from her torso as she crawled on all fours across the sheet, pulled long and heavy by their own weight.

Every movement set those wet tits swinging from side to side, colliding with one another and slapping against her arms with low, wet pops.

Drops of shower water fell from their stiff tips, leaving a damp trail behind her.

Evelyn reached Ethan’s cock, still hard and covered in cum, glistening in the dim morning light.

She knelt beside him, her legs slightly apart, and that thick, juicy ass settled onto her heels, the soft cheeks spreading and molding around them beneath her.

Her white panties stretched tight, the fabric digging deep into the cleft between her buttocks.

Her abdominal muscles were well-defined, each ridge visible beneath her tanned skin—powerful yet soft and delicate.

A strength that in no way detracted from her femininity.

"Ah~ that’s called strategy, you brute," Elena grunted.

She kept her left hand pressed against the side of her left breast—still resting against his cock—and freed her right.

With her free hand, she slapped Evelyn’s round ass in return, though with much less force.

The slap came out muffled, more of a soft pat than a smack. Evelyn’s buttock swayed slowly and heavily under her palm, the soft cheek rolling gently from side to side before settling back into place.

Elena’s fingers lingered there for a moment, sinking just a little into that squishy ass, feeling the skin still warm and damp from the shower.

Evelyn just gasped and shot Elena a narrow-eyed glance before leaning in closer, eyeing the mess.