Chapter 441: Fun with Elven Sisters

[NT: Just one Chapter today, because it’s Election Day in Brazil. Tomorrow, everything will be back to normal. I’m really sorry, and thank you so much to everyone who’s read this far.

On the 10th or 11th, I’ll be moving into my new house, so there will probably only be one Chapter again during those days.]

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Auryndra’s rosy lips touched the base of Ethan’s cock.

The thick, cylindrical shaft filled her throat completely, its bulk clearly visible beneath the pale skin of her neck.

The beautiful high elf stayed like that for a brief moment, motionless, with that cock buried deep inside her throat.

Her long, pointed ears fluttered gently, and her eyes, red like flames, squeezed shut, tears welling up in the corners.

Then she felt the pressure of Arwen’s delicate hands on the back of her head ease, and finally, she was able to pull back.

Centimeter by centimeter, amid gagging and wet, obscene sounds, Ethan’s cock slid out of Auryndra’s tight mouth, the shaft emerging glistening, coated in a thick layer of her saliva.

Her enormous elven breasts, already bare, swayed heavily with the movement. The pale mounds rolled slowly from side to side, their sheer weight dragging them in lazy arcs.

Then the head of his cock slipped free from her lips with a wet pop.

Her airways were finally clear, and she gasped for air, her shoulders heaving, a thick strand of saliva still connecting her lower lip to the head of his cock.

Her eyes opened, brimming with tears, and her hands moved up to the base of Ethan’s cock, her slender fingers clenching tightly around it.

"Ah~ f-fuck... sis... are you trying to drown me in this human cock?" Auryndra asked in a hoarse voice, her fingers squeezing the shaft, feeling it throb hot and hard against her palms.

"You did well for your first time," Arwen teased, both hands sliding down her younger sister’s shoulders until they reached her breasts.

Her palms rested open on the outer sides of each breast, the warm, soft flesh molding against them.

They were large, and Arwen’s delicate hands seemed ridiculously small next to those behemoths of flesh.

Despite their size and weight, they were full and firm, and gravity pulled them only slightly downward, in a natural, rounded curve.

Arwen sank her fingers into the sides of those breasts and pressed them firmly together. The flesh bulged out between her fingers, the two of them mashing together until the cleavage between them was nothing but a deep, tight line.

Auryndra moaned softly, fixing her eyes on Ethan’s cock once more.

She opened her mouth and took in just the tip, the swollen glans sliding over her tongue, hot and slick.

Her lips closed in a soft seal just around the head, and her cheeks caved in from the force of the suction.

The next moment, she began to move her delicate hands up and down his shaft, struggling to ignore her older sister playing with her breasts, squeezing and kneading them without any hurry.

Masturbating Ethan’s cock at a slow pace, she closed her eyes.

Why did Arwen’s hands feel so damp and oily?

Auryndra’s eyes flew open, wide with surprise.

"I-is that lube?" she asked, her voice trembling, releasing the head of his cock from her lips with a pop.

Her hands stopped too, and she looked down at her own pale breasts.

They now glistened with an oily sheen in the moonlight streaming through the window, Arwen’s hands still gliding over them with ease, leaving slick trails wherever they passed.

The beautiful high elf chuckled, her hands sliding down those enormous breasts until they reached the nipples.

She pinched them between her fingers, pulled them upward, stretching her sister’s heavy breasts into two long teardrops, and then let go.

Auryndra’s breasts plummeted back down and bounced, smacking against her ribcage and quivering like two great mountains of Jell-O. Ripples ran across their oiled surface, catching the moonlight, and it took a few seconds for them to stop wobbling completely.

"Oh... do you know what this is?" Arwen asked, giving a gentle tap to the side of Auryndra’s left breast with her right hand.

The light tap sent a slow wobble through the oiled mound, the pale flesh rolling sluggishly into its twin and back again.

At the same time, she used her left hand and a burst of mana to send Ethan onto Auryndra’s bed.

The young Lord didn’t resist, letting himself fall onto his back on the bed, relaxed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight.

Before he even realized it, Arwen was already kneeling over him, gripping his head with both hands and pulling him between her perfect, heavy breasts—perhaps a little larger than her sister’s.

Her soft, warm skin closed around his face, stifling his breath, Arwen’s floral scent filling his lungs.

She embraced him tightly and lovingly, rocking her body from side to side to rub her breasts against his face, the pillowy mounds squishing over his cheeks and nose. "Let Mommy Arwen smother you between her juicy tits, hubby, fufufu~"

Arwen was happy to have her sister back, and that was making her extra naughty today.

She wanted, together with Auryndra, to suck every last drop out of her hubby, just as she intended to do alongside her other ten sisters when Ethan brought them back.

Ethan just let Arwen take the lead, savoring the pleasure, the floral scent of the two of them, and the warm weight of those breasts pressed against his face.

His cock, hard and drenched in saliva, pointed toward the ceiling, throbbing slightly, and Auryndra watched him with a trembling gaze, her cheeks flushed.

Finally, she managed to force herself to stand, her legs a little wobbly, and walked over to him, her eyes never leaving his member for a single moment.

Her oiled breasts jiggled with every step, until she, too, climbed onto the bed, the mattress sinking beneath her knees.

She leaned forward, her breasts hanging low from her delicate torso, swaying beneath her with every small movement.

Her hard nipples brushed against his powerful thighs as she crawled up, leaving a shiny trail of lubricant on his skin, until they reached his cock.

Then she arched her back and cupped her own breasts, already drenched in lubricant and her own sweat, nearly slipping out of her grasp.

Without hesitation, she squeezed them around Ethan’s cock, the enormous pale elven mountains swallowing all of that large, powerful human cock, the shaft vanishing completely into the warm, slippery valley between them.

It was her first time touching or being touched by a man, but under her older sister’s guidance, she quickly learned.

She began moving her breasts up and down around his member, the lubricant making everything slide with a wet, indecent sound.

The bases of her breasts slapped against his pelvis with each downward stroke, flattening against him for an instant before springing back into shape as she rose again.

Arwen just watched her sister for a few more moments, biting her lip, before letting go of Ethan’s face and changing positions.

As his head bounced lightly against the mattress, Arwen swung one leg over Ethan’s chest and settled her plump, perfect ass down onto him, her puffy pussy already aligned with his tongue.

Immediately, she leaned forward, her tits meeting her sister’s.

The four enormous tits crushed against one another, jostling for space and sliding on the lube, squashing out to the sides, until Ethan’s cock was trapped right in the middle of them.

They didn’t hesitate, moving their breasts in sync, their hard nipples rubbing against each other with every movement, the pressure around Ethan’s cock increasing rapidly as all that slippery softness squeezed in from every side.

The handsome young man could only gasp, his hands sliding up to Arwen’s plump, juicy ass.

His open palms fell onto her two pale buttocks, and he squeezed, his fingers sinking in hard, the soft flesh spilling out between them and dimpling around his fingertips.

His tongue plunged between the plump, pale lips of her cameltoe, slowly parting them, reaching the pink, hot interior of that puffy pussy, already soaking wet, its sweet taste spreading through his mouth.

He moved his tongue over her clitoris, slow at first, in lazy circles, but quickly picking up speed, flicking the swollen little bud until her hips began to squirm against his face.

Arwen moaned, trembling slightly, her thick thighs closing around his head, her eyes rolling back as her breathing grew faster and faster.

"What’s up—nghnn~~ big sis? Wasn’t I supposed to be the one to break first? Fufufu~" Auryndra teased, not stopping her tit-fucking for even a second.

"Ah~~ shut up~ you shameless brat!"

"Shameless? You’re nghnn~ the one who handed your own little sister over on a silver platter to this perverted human Lord!" Auryndra said indignantly, though her eyes and attention were completely focused on Ethan’s cock.

She picked up the pace, her pale breasts bouncing and squishing around his cock with muffled, creamy sounds, the lubricant coating her already spread all over Arwen’s breasts, the four slick tits clapping together wetly with every stroke.

The handsome young Lord also seemed to be reaching his limit, his hips beginning to thrust up against that tight squeeze, and it wasn’t long before his cock exploded between the two women’s breasts.

A torrent of hot cum gushed from that cleavage like a fountain, jet after jet, before cascading over the pale peaks of their breasts and splattering onto both their faces, dripping thickly down their cheeks and chins.

At the same time, Arwen reached her limit, coming on Ethan’s tongue as the orgasm took over her body.

Her thighs trembled around his head while a long, open moan escaped her throat.

Ethan sighed and then smiled. That was just the beginning.

For the rest of the night, he devoted himself to nothing but pounding those two tight elven pussies, filling the sisters with cum until there was literally nothing left in his balls.

Only then did he fall asleep, nestled between the two pale, warm bodies, resting up for the day ahead.