■ The End of the Holiday □
“…”
When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside.
How many hours had I slept?
I sat up and looked around, realizing I was lying on the bed in my room on the second floor, not in the living room.
It seemed that Barnett had carried me here after I fell asleep, exhausted from the earlier events.
After being tormented all day since morning, it was inevitable.
If it weren’t for the Unlimited Power around my neck, which not only provided infinite mana but also boosted my vitality, I would have turned into a mummy by now.
‘Still, after a few hours of rest, my body feels a bit better.’
I stretched lightly, rolling my shoulders, and then headed downstairs to see what everyone was up to.
“Ah.”
The four women, who had been huddled together whispering in the living room, all turned to look at me simultaneously, like mischievous children caught in the act.
“What, were you talking about something interesting?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Dorothea stood up abruptly as she spoke.
“More importantly, aren’t you hungry? You slept through dinner.”
Ozma approached me as she said this.
“I made some food in advance, thinking you’d be hungry when you woke up.”
Barnett pointed to the kitchen with a suspicious smile.
“I helped too.”
Camilla, with her usual expressionless face, backed up Barnett.
It was clearly a suspicious scene, but I chose not to point it out.
I had a feeling I’d find out soon enough.
Growl—
“…Let’s eat first.”
Even Mount Geumgang is best appreciated after a meal, and a hungry general can’t lead his troops to battle.
I followed Barnett and Camilla into the kitchen to fill my stomach, which had been empty for nearly eight hours.
Tonight’s menu was turtle soup, grilled eel with chives, and garlic beef rice.
It was clearly a spread designed to boost stamina.
As I shoveled the food into my mouth, I began to feel uneasy about the free time that was about to come.
Normally, after 10 PM, it was time to make up for any missed intimate moments during the day, but the atmosphere among the women felt unusually tense.
‘Surely not…’
I shook off the ominous thought that crossed my mind and swallowed the grilled eel I had been chewing.
The food was delicious, but something felt off.
It felt like I was eating my last supper.
Anyway, if I didn’t eat, I wouldn’t have the energy to keep going, so I finished every last bite and got up from the table with a full stomach.
“I’ve eaten, so I’ll go upstairs and rest.”
“Alright.”
“Rest well.”
The two of them sent me off without any fuss.
Feeling an inexplicable chill down my spine, I decided to go to my room on the second floor and get some more sleep.
For some reason, I was incredibly sleepy.
“…Huh?”
When I opened my eyes, I was lying on a large king-sized bed.
Confused, I looked around and saw the four women from my house standing in a row, wearing very revealing negligees.
With a bewildered expression, I asked, “Can someone explain what’s going on?”
Camilla was the first to step forward and answer.
“This is the dream world. Using my power, we’ve all entered Caldlasth-nim’s dream while he’s asleep.”
As she spoke, Camilla waved her hand, and her body began to disperse like a heat haze.
It was the same ability as the Succubus Queen, Gremory, who had once appeared in my dream disguised as her.
“Alright, I get that. But why are you all in my dream?”
“That’s… because in the dream world, Caldlasth-nim’s stamina becomes infinite.”
Huh?
I was completely stunned by this unexpected revelation.
“Your physical body remains healthy in reality, but in the dream, you only feel pleasure. And here, we can have unprotected sex as much as we want.”
“…….”
So, this was what they had been plotting earlier.
As I tried to back away from the women who were slowly surrounding me, my legs hit the bed behind me.
Thud—
I fell back onto the bed, and the women looked at me with predatory eyes.
Realizing what was about to happen, I raised my hands and said, “Please, spare me.”
[[#]]Like cicadas shedding their shells, the four women removed their colorful negligees and pressed their naked bodies against my limbs.
Dorothea took my left arm, and Ozma took my right.
The soft, squishy sensation I felt through the skin of my arms.
Even though Dorothea was a B-cup, which wasn’t particularly small, she seemed lacking in volume compared to the other three.
Is this what they call the wealth gap?
Unlike the two of them, Barnett and Camilla knelt at the foot of the bed and began licking my fully erect penis.
Slurp— Slurp— Slurp—
Beh—
One would take it into her mouth while the other sucked on my balls, and as one stroked the shaft, the other licked the tip, showing perfect coordination.
I tightly hugged Dorothea and Ozma with both arms and relentlessly teased their hardened pink nipples.
“Huaaang!”
“Ah…!”
Dorothea was writhing, while Ozma stifled her moans.
Both had sensitive breasts, but Dorothea, with her smaller chest, seemed more sensitive.
I kissed Dorothea, who was moaning in pleasure, while using my other hand to finger Ozma’s pussy.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Kyah! Ugh! Aah!”
With each movement of my fingers inside her, Ozma shook her head and let out pleasure-filled screams.
Eventually, Ozma’s lower body trembled as she squirted a torrent of fluid.
I wiped my fingers, now wet with her juices, on the bedsheet and then gently pushed Dorothea away from me.
A silver thread of saliva stretched between our lips.
“…Why?”
Dorothea looked up at me with a wet expression, questioning.
I grinned and pointed downward with my finger.
“Suck it.”
Without hesitation, Dorothea bent down and swallowed my cock, now slick with the saliva of the other two women.
Slurp!
Having experienced Iramachio since her first time, Dorothea, who had received Spartan training, was the best at fellatio among the four.
Talent truly is terrifying.
Even Camilla, a genius in seduction, had to admit defeat to Dorothea’s tongue skills.
Camilla and Barnett, who had naturally switched places, competitively offered their nipples to my lips.
Unable to choose, I sucked on both at the same time, causing the two to shudder and pull me closer.
Meanwhile, Ozma, having recovered from her orgasm, clung to my back like a cat, moving her chest up and down.
Her erect nipples, standing proudly at the tips of her breasts, tickled my back.
“Guh! Guh!”
Dorothea, who had now taken my cock almost to the back of her throat, made strained noises as she performed Iramachio.
Her red tongue, persistently stroking the shaft, was truly artistic.
“Ugh, I’m cumming!”
As I grabbed her twin tails and began to ejaculate uncontrollably, Dorothea’s eyes rolled back as she accepted my load like an onahole.
When I pulled out, a jelly-like stream of cum and curly pubic hair slid down her tongue.
Barnett, watching from the side, leaned down and sucked the cum from the tip of my cock, while Ozma and Camilla sandwiched my recently ejaculated penis between their large breasts.
Squelch—
My cock, now slick with Dorothea’s saliva, moved smoothly between their breasts without needing any additional lubrication.
The double paizuri performed by their massive breasts.
Ozma and Camilla, pressing their chests together, shook them up and down as if in competition.
Barnett, who had taken Dorothea’s place in hugging my neck, showered me with affectionate kisses.
As I played with her breasts, accepting her puppy-like affection, I felt the urge to cum again.
Splat! Splat! Splat!
Despite having just ejaculated, my cum shot out in thick streams, exploding between the two pairs of breasts.
Camilla and Ozma, caught off guard, ended up with cum on their faces and shivered as they wiped it off with their fingers and licked them clean.
Unable to resist their lewd display, I ordered them to line up in front of the bed with their asses out.
“Haah, haah, haah, haah.”
Naturally, the four pussies lined up.
Though the size and shape of their labia varied, they were all the same shade of pink.
Unlike human women, whose skin darkens easily, the bodies of demon women remained unchanged.
I considered this one of the greatest advantages of demon women.
I grabbed their asses and tasted each one in turn.
First, Ozma.
“Kyah!”
Her pussy was stubborn.
From start to finish, it was firm and unyielding, demanding my cum.
Next, I thrust into Dorothea beside her.
“Ah!”
Being the smallest of the four, Dorothea’s pussy was the tightest when I first entered.
But, perhaps reflecting her fiery personality, once inside, her warm, boiler-like pussy squeezed my cock, urging me to cum.
As the sensation built, I pulled out and entered Barnett next.
“Kyah!”
Being a swordmaster, Barnett’s pussy was the most elastic of the four.
With the ideal texture, her beautiful back trembled with each thrust, capturing my attention.
I struggled to move my hips within her tight, ridged walls, but as I felt the end approaching, I pulled out.
“Ugh…!”
Finally, it was Camilla’s turn.
Biting her finger, Camilla let out a suppressed moan and, true to her succubus nature, used her sex-specialized body to tease my cock.
It felt like breaking through a virgin’s tightness.
Her pussy enveloped my entire shaft, refusing to let go.
As I urgently groped her ample breasts and kissed her neck, my cock finally slipped free.
In that state, I thrust into her cervix with all my strength.
“Ugh!”
Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, Camilla’s legs trembled like a newborn fawn.
Her pussy was already gushing with fluids.
Camilla had the most juices among the four.
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!
The sound of wetness accompanied the shaking of Camilla’s ass.
Feeling like I was about to cum, I quickly pulled out of Camilla’s pussy and ordered the four to sit back down.
Camilla, Ozma, Dorothea, and Barnett huddled together under my cock, opening their mouths and sticking out their tongues.
“Ugh, I’m cumming!”
A massive amount of cum sprayed onto their faces.
Like a broken faucet, the white liquid gushed from the tip of my cock, staining their beautiful faces.
After nearly a minute of continuous ejaculation, I collapsed onto the king-sized bed, exhausted.
Dorothea and Barnett naturally took an arm each and snuggled into my embrace.
Thinking they wanted to sleep, I hugged them tightly, but suddenly Camilla climbed onto my waist.
“Ca, Camilla?”
Realizing something was wrong, I softly called her name.
Camilla, who had let down her usually neatly tied hair, smiled seductively under the faint moonlight.
“You’re not saying you’re tired already, are you?”
The night is still long.
Slurp!
I watched as my half-erect cock disappeared into her wet pussy like a magic trick and realized.
‘Ah, it’s not over yet.’
After seeing Ozma standing at the foot of the bed with a seductive look, waiting for her turn, my memory went blank.
