Chapter 936: Pleasureful Repeats 2 (r-18
Phei stood between their spread thighs where he had placed them on the cleared table. He looked down at them slowly, drinking in every detail like a man who intended to savor the ruin he was about to create.
Noor’s pussy was tighter-looking, more delicate, the outer lips glistening with fresh arousal that had already begun to coat her inner thighs. She looked at him with wide, dark eyes full of nervous hunger, her body shivering with the overwhelming reality of being this exposed in front of him.
Phei’s hands reached for Soraya, he leaned down and kissed the marks — slow, open-mouthed kisses along the red lines, his tongue tracing each one with deliberate, sinful pressure. Soraya’s breath caught hard. Her hands flew to his shoulders, fingers digging in as a visible shiver rolled through her entire body.
"Phei—" she whispered, voice already shaky.
He didn’t answer with words. Every time his tongue touched her, she shivered harder, her thighs trying to close around his head before he gently but firmly spread them wider again.
Phei’s tongue dragged down Soraya’s skin, licking and biting her inner thighs while his hands stayed busy on both girls’ asses.
Then he turned his head and did the same to Noor while his tongue kept teasing Soraya.
When she tried to close her thighs he spread them firmly again, biting the soft flesh so she gasped. He murmured against her thigh, voice dark and commanding.
He shifted slightly, one hand staying on Soraya’s thigh while the other slid over to Noor. His palm cupped her smaller breast, thumb brushing slowly over the stiff nipple.
Noor made a soft, helpless sound — "Ahh..." — her back arching as his fingers teased her.
Phei leaned across and took her other nipple into his mouth, sucking slowly, tongue circling the sensitive peak while his teeth grazed it just enough to make her gasp and grab his hair.
Phei kept working both girls.
He alternated between them like he had all the time in the world.
His mouth returned to Soraya’s thighs, licking a long, wet stripe up the inside of one before biting down softly. She moaned — louder this time, the sound echoing in the quiet room. His tongue traced patterns on her skin, moving higher and higher until he was breathing right against her pussy.
He didn’t dive in yet. He teased. He kissed the outer lips slowly, letting her feel the heat of his mouth, the brush of his tongue just barely parting her folds. Soraya’s hips twitched. Her hands fisted in his hair.
"Please—" she breathed, voice breaking.
Phei smiled against her. "Not yet."
Phei took his time like a true god — teasing, tasting, making them beg. His tongue licked a long wet stripe up Soraya’s inner thigh, then he bit down and sucked.
Then he did the same to Noor before he kissed Soraya’s outer pussy lips again slow and filthy, tongue barely parting her folds, tasting the first sweet drops of her juice.
Phei groaned, cock throbbing so hard it hurt. He ground his cock against her pussy again.
He turned to Noor again, repeating the process on her — kissing and biting gently along her inner thighs, making her shake and whimper.
His fingers between Soraya’s legs stroked her outer folds, spreading her wetness, circling her clit without giving her the pressure she clearly craved. Noor’s smaller breasts heaved as he sucked one nipple harder, his free hand sliding down to cup her ass and pull her closer to the edge of the table.
Phei kept alternating like he had forever. His mouth would move to Noor’s inner thighs, kissing, licking, biting gently while his fingers worked Soraya’s juicy pussy — stroking her outer folds, spreading her wetness, circling her clit slow and teasing.
He’d suck one of Noor’s tiny tits harder, tongue flicking, while his other hand grabs her smaller ass and pulled her closer to the edge.
He could feel how close Soraya was already, how her fat ass clenched every time he slapped it. Noor was shaking harder, her tiny tits bouncing with every breath.
The contrast between them was intoxicating.
Soraya was louder, bolder even in her trembling — her full breasts bouncing slightly with every shaky breath, her pussy visibly swollen and dripping, the scent of her arousal thick and sweet. Noor was quieter but no less affected — her perky breasts flushed and sensitive, her tighter pussy clenching visibly every time his tongue teased, her narrow waist curving so beautifully into those same hot hips that made his cock ache.
Phei finally gave Soraya what she needed.
His tongue dragged slowly through her folds, tasting her properly for the first time. She was hot, wet, and so responsive — her hips jerking the second he licked over her clit. He took his time, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves with the flat of his tongue before sucking it gently into his mouth.
Soraya cried out, her thighs shaking hard around his head. He didn’t rush. He licked her slowly, thoroughly, tongue dipping inside her tight heat before coming back up to flick and suck her clit again.
At the same time, his fingers found Noor’s pussy...
...He slid one thick finger inside her slowly, feeling how incredibly tight and wet she was, then added a second as he curled them against that perfect spot inside her.
Noor moaned — soft and broken — her hands gripping his shoulders as her hips rolled against his hand.
Phei ate them like he was memorizing every reaction.
He licked and sucked Soraya’s pussy with long, deliberate strokes, tongue pressing flat against her clit before flicking rapidly. He bit the inside of her thigh again when she got too close too fast, pulling back just enough to make her whimper in frustration.
His fingers worked Noor steadily — in and out, curling, scissoring gently — while his mouth stayed on Soraya, sucking her clit harder now, tongue working in tight circles.
Then he switched.
His mouth moved to Noor’s pussy, tongue licking slowly through her delicate folds, tasting how different she was — sweeter, tighter, her clit smaller but just as responsive. He sucked it gently, then harder, feeling her thighs start to shake. His fingers never left Soraya, now three of them stretching her while his thumb rubbed her clit in slow, firm circles.
His fingers stayed in Soraya, three now stretching her fat pussy while his thumb rubbed her clit.
Both women were shaking.
Soraya’s moans were louder, more desperate — "Ahh— fuck— Phei— your tongue—" — her full breasts heaving, nipples tight and dark.
Noor was quieter but no less wrecked — soft, continuous whimpers and broken gasps, her smaller body trembling so hard the table shook slightly beneath her. Their pussies were soaked, their juices coatedPhei’s chin, his fingers, dripping onto the table.
The wet sounds of his tongue and fingers filled the room alongside their moans.
His own pleasure was building just from this — from making them fall apart, from the tastes, from the power.
He didn’t stop.
He kept switching between them — mouth on one pussy, fingers on the other — licking, sucking, biting their inner thighs when they got too close, drawing it out until both women were panting and desperate.
His hands wandered constantly — squeezing Soraya’s full breasts, pinching Noor’s sensitive nipples or her clit, gripping their hips, sliding under to squeeze their asses.
"That’s it," he growled against Soraya’s thigh as he fingered Noor harder. "Let me hear you. Both of you. After all those hours pretending... now you’re falling apart on my tongue and fingers like this. So fucking hot."
Phei didn’t stop for a second.
Every time they got too close he bit their inner thighs or pulled back, drawing it out, making them desperate. Phei was groaning and growling the whole time, but he was enjoying the torment more than anything.
He loved hearing Soraya’s loud desperate moans, loved Noor’s soft broken whimpers, loved how their pussies tasted different but both perfect on his tongue. He was a god and they were his.
He buried his face between Soraya’s thighs again, tongue working her clit relentlessly while his fingers pumped into Noor.
Both women were close — shaking, moaning, hands in his hair or gripping the edge of the table.
Their bodies were glistening with sweat, their narrow waists trembling, their round hips twitching with every pass of his tongue.
Phei pulled back just enough to look up at them, lips shiny, eyes dark with lust and satisfaction.
"So beautiful. I’m not stopping until both of you come on my tongue. And then..." His smile turned darker, full of promise.
"Then we see how much more you can take."
His cock was throbbing painfully but he didn’t care — this was pure pleasure for him, making them fall apart like this.
He pulled back just enough to look up, lips shiny, eyes dark, voice thick with dark promise like the god of sex he was. Then he dove back in, tongue relentless on Soraya, fingers curling deep in Noor, determined to drag every last shiver and moan out of them.
He ground his hips forward one more time, cock rubbing against them, pre-cum leaking steadily as he enjoyed every single second of ruining them.
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