Chapter 24: Chapter 24 — Between two G cups
"Lia, I’ll go inside the cabin for a moment, don’t you really want to come with me?" I asked, crouching a little to get to her eye level.
The little one immediately shook her head, not taking her bright little eyes off her palm.
Apparently, Runi had turned out to be the best babysitter in the world. The little fire spirit was floating in circles, creating tiny colored sparks and doing pirouettes in the air while emitting soft cheerful noises.
Lia responded with shy murmurs and a huge smile, completely focused on her game. Watching her interact like that, with that recovered innocence, was like looking at those girls from my old world who spent hours talking to their favorite dolls.
It was a goddamn beautiful scene to behold, a balm for my conscience after everything that poor creature had suffered.
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Leaving her happy and well cared for under the watchful eyes of the orcs in the yard, I turned around and walked toward the entrance of the main cabin.
However, as soon as I crossed the threshold, I realized that the atmosphere inside was strangely tense. Samira and Chimera were in the middle of a fierce, silent brawl in the main hallway.
Minutes earlier...
Samira’s POV:
While Hal stayed outside making sure Lia acclimated to the place, I decided to go ahead and enter the new cabin that his gacha system had summoned.
As soon as I stepped through the door, I was left breathless. Calling that a "cabin" was an insult; the structure was colossal, spacious, and decorated with exquisite taste. It looked more like a fortified mini-castle or the luxurious residence of a high-society noble than a simple dwelling in the forest.
Everything was going wonderfully. I was enthusiastically walking the hallways, admiring the fine wood finishes and the elegantly upholstered furniture, thinking about how comfortable it would be to sleep here with Hal... until I came face to face with her.
The woman with the stitches on her face was leaning against a doorframe, arms crossed. Her mismatched eyes swept me up and down with an analytical gaze full of unbearable arrogance.
"Oh, so you’re the famous Samira," Chimera said, curving her lips into a haughty smile. "The master has told me a lot about you during our journey. I was expecting something... different."
I felt a vein throbbing in my temple, but I kept my composure and returned her gaze with the same venom.
"Yes, that’s me. And you must be the new bitch the master picked up on the road, right?" I replied, flashing a falsely sweet smile dripping with pure hostility.
Chimera’s stitched face darkened instantly and her bicolored eyes narrowed with fury.
"Bitch? Ha! How funny you are," she spat, taking a step forward and puffing out her enormous chest imposingly. "For your information, I’m his second woman. You may have arrived first, but that doesn’t give you the right to treat me like an animal. I’m Chimera Dollmun, a proud warrior, so I suggest you save your jealousy, you third-rate spiritist."
"I don’t care where you come from or what your name is, lady of the night," I shot back, closing the distance between us. "Here, the only main woman is me."
"What did you say?!"
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Present...
When I entered the hallway, I was completely frozen by the surreal scene unfolding before my eyes. Samira and Chimera had gotten so close that their faces were millimeters apart, but the truly impressive thing was what was happening lower down.
Both were clashing their monumental, prominent breasts in a display of brute strength and anatomy. It was a literal and shameless competition to see who possessed the biggest, most voluptuous bust, swaying and crushing their soft mounds of flesh against each other in an attempt to intimidate and claim absolute superiority.
"Cough! Cough!" I coughed forcefully, exaggerating the sound to break the tension. "Well, excuse me, ladies... but what the hell do you think you’re doing?"
Both jumped at the same time and pulled apart a couple of centimeters, turning to look at me with flushed cheeks when they noticed my presence.
"Hal!" Samira exclaimed, softening her murderous glare a little.
"Master!" Chimera squealed.
Before Samira could react, Chimera moved with the speed of a huntress. She ran toward me, latched onto my right arm, and pressed her massive bust against my side, rubbing shamelessly while putting on a victim’s expression and a ridiculously whiny voice.
"Master, how good that you’ve arrived! This bitch was insulting me for no reason, treating me very badly and belittling my place by your side," she complained, blinking with false innocence.
"Huh? But you two were..."
"Hal, I hope you don’t believe a single word from that lying second-rate woman!" Samira interrupted, stomping her foot on the floor. The vein on her forehead seemed about to burst and her violet eyes were shooting sparks. "She was the one who started provoking me the moment she saw me!"
Let’s process this. I didn’t want to sound insensitive or out of place in the face of my women’s complaints, but at that precise moment I found myself physically indisposed to act as a mediator in a bedroom dispute.
Having Chimera rubbing her colossal G-cup against my arm, while Samira was breathing heavily in front of me, making her own pair of hyperdeveloped attributes bounce up and down with every gasp of air, was too much for my body.
I felt a violent torrent of blood rush straight to my pants. My "serpent" down there became so exaggeratedly rigid and huge in a matter of seconds that it began to form a gigantic, rock-hard bulge against the fabric.
Chimera, who was glued to my body, felt the sudden monstrous stiffness hitting against her hip. She looked down, contemplated the enormous bulge threatening to rip my pants, and an extremely malicious, lascivious, and calculating smile formed on her lips.
"Well, well... It seems the master has already made a decision on how to resolve this," Chimera boldly declared, releasing my arm to plant herself in front of Samira. "Listen well, ’first woman.’ To prove once and for all who is the best and most capable of tending to the master... you and I will take care of calming the fury of his serpent right now!"
Samira arched an eyebrow, but far from being intimidated, the proposal ignited her competitive pride. She puffed out her massive chest with superiority and accepted the challenge with a lust-filled smile:
"Sounds perfect to me. There is no one in this world who knows and pleases Hal’s body better than me. I can’t wait to see the face you make when you’re left completely exhausted, empty, and begging for mercy on the mattress after the first few rounds."
Before I could articulate a single word of protest or warning, both women pounced on me in perfect synchrony.
They glued themselves to my face and once again crashed their impressive, gigantic G-cups together, but this time trapping my head directly between the four colossal, soft globes of flesh. I sank into a sandwich of warm skin, feminine perfume, and an overwhelming softness that nearly asphyxiated me.
Holy heaven... That truly felt absolutely, gloriously, and sinfully good.
Stumbling and devouring each other with kisses, we made our way to the main bedroom of the cabin. I made sure to lock the door with a double turn of the key and slide the safety bolt; the last thing I wanted was an inconvenience or a traumatic interruption if little Lia decided to come in looking for me.
Once completely isolated from the outside world, the atmosphere became purely savage. Samira and Chimera stripped off their clothes with astonishing speed and skill, letting their garments fall to the floor to reveal their sculptural, imposing, and voluptuous naked bodies.
Contemplating those two perfect figures, with narrow waists, wide hips, and those enormous G-cup breasts with erect nipples from arousal, left me breathless. Without giving me time to react, they pushed me unceremoniously backward, making me fall on my back onto the wide, comfortable mattress.
Samira immediately positioned herself on my torso, devouring my lips in a wet, hungry kiss, full of tongue, while her hands went down to my waist to unfasten my pants. Chimera, for her part, knelt at my side with a look loaded with pure lust; she took my erect and throbbing serpent between her warm hands and began to lick the tip with a skill that made me arch my back.
"Holy shit, yes!" I moaned loudly, surrendering completely to the absolute pleasure of seeing that this feast was just beginning.
Chimera began to suck my member forcefully, causing an echo of wet, hot sounds in the room, while Samira left my lips to descend with voracious kisses along my neck, nibbling my skin and licking my abs.
The contrast between Chimera’s hot mouth down below and Samira’s wild caresses up top was driving me crazy.
A few minutes later, Samira straightened up, took my member completely soaked with Chimera’s saliva, and aligned it with her wet intimacy. With a muffled moan of pure satisfaction, she dropped herself down in one go, impaling herself completely to the hilt.
"Ahhh... Hal...!" Samira moaned, clenching her teeth to avoid screaming too loudly and keep the noise under control because of the girl outside.
Immediately, Samira began to move on top of me with a wild, fast, and deep rhythm, making her hips crash hard against mine. While riding me wildly, she leaned her entire torso forward, crushing her colossal G-cups directly onto my face.
I started licking and biting her large purple nipples while she moved. Chimera, refusing to be left behind in the competition, crawled across the mattress and pressed her own pair of gigantic stitched breasts against the other side of my face, taking turns with Samira to capture my lips in suffocating kisses and rub their softness against my cheeks.
Samira’s rocking was relentless, her inner walls squeezing me with delicious strength, while Chimera’s hands caressed my thighs and chest, increasing the stimulation. I was completely buried under an avalanche of lust, trapped in an endless cycle of burning friction, muffled moans, and the continuous bouncing of the most perfect flesh I had ever seen.
This truly was being, literally, physically, and gloriously, trapped between two monumental G-cups in a fantasy world.
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